Ch 2a: What’s a stay at home mom supposed to do when the new neighbor is young and hot? [F38/M21][slight femdom][lactation]

**As a reminder, Reddit is struggling with the length of my posts so I’m having to break these updates into three parts. Enjoy :)**

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wl78b4/chapter_1a_whats_a_stay_at_home_mom_supposed_to/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

The very next day, Caroline, wearing short shorts and a simple white tank top, no bra, grabs the baskets of Ian’s clothes that she had washed to bring back over to him. She is only planning on being gone a few minutes to drop it off, but grabs the baby monitor to keep an eye on little Abby.

Caroline walked right through Ian’s back door and set the baskets on the floor in the living room. He watched this transpire and from his kitchen as he was brewing a cup of coffee in his typical shirtless/shorts attire. “Hey what the fuck? Ever heard of knocking?”

“Fine. Last time I do you any favors,” was Caroline’s only response before she began walking towards the door.

Ian grabbed her arm, “Sorry sorry sorry. I really do appreciate it! Here, have some coffee and take a seat on the couch.

“Thank you,” she quipped as she turned back towards the living room smirking in satisfaction. “Nice to see you have at least one piece of furniture in here.”

[M/F] The wager [Femdom] [Part 2] [18]

Halting the paddling for a moment, she began to lube up the little hole in my bottom.
The next thing I knew was her inserting something like a plug into my bottom.
What really blew my mind was when the plug began expanding inside my bottom.
With each pump the plug expanded more, and more, until I had felt fuller than I had ever felt before.
When my body began to cramp up, I used my safe-word, “Yellow” to tell her I couldn’t take any more of the plugs inflation., at which point she halted what she was doing.

“Tom, how are you doing?
I hope you are willing to continue our little drama, I have so many ideas percolating through my head right now, that it would be quite the shame to waste them.
If you are ready to continue, please let me know.”
I gave Mistress the go ahead, and that I had recovered from the intense feeling of having my bottom inflated with the butt plug.

His West Coast Domina, Part 2 [femdom] [bdsm] [oc] [new] [humiliation] [f30/m43]

“Umm, I’m on my way to visit her, she’s just looking for a video to see that I’m okay and on my way,” he said in a very unconvincing way. “That’s all, just wants to make sure all is okay.”

“Show me. Show me the video she’s expecting,” she said semi-playfully. “Show me or I will say you were staring at me with your hand in your pants when you made that little mess in your pants.”

He was so embarrassed, he could feel it in his cheeks, but he knew if she was at all serious about the second part, he’d end up in handcuffs – and not the good kind. He unlocked his phone, went to the videos and handed it to her.

“You’re sick,” she said disgustingly, but in a hushed tone. “Let me get this straight. You went in the bathroom, wanked off and instead of finishing; like a normal man, you walked back through first class with a hard on?”

He was bright red, and just simply hung his head as she handed him back the phone.

“Better hurry up and send that video. Don’t want to keep Mommy Domme waiting,” she laughed. “I can’t wait to see what else she asks you for.”

lets write a story together! femdom/foot fetish theme to start

Mike was wandering around the local shopping mall by himself, bored and lonely. Occasionally browsing random stores, ends up walking into a shoe store, specifically an expensive womens footwear shop, mostly leather boots and fancy high heels. He spots a drop dead sexy blond trying on some red heels. Having a massive foot fetish mike cant help but stare. Hoping she doesnt notice mike pretends to browse the shoes, multiple times ending up in the same aisle as the blonde while she continues trying different heels. After the 4th time crossing paths the woman looks directly towards mike and says “hey! You keep looking at me as if im stealng or something! do you work here boy? Come help me make a decision, do you think these black stilettos suit me? Do you have any reccomendations?”

Question: does mike pretend to work there and help her pick shoes? Or does he admit that he doesnt work there, making her question his staring more?

The point of this is to get interactive with you, i want any and every person with ideas to play along, make the next chapter of the story YOUR way!

His West Coast Domina, Part 1 [femdom] [bdsm] [oc] [new] [humiliation] [f30/m43]

As he waited in line at the TSA checkpoint in Newark, he replayed in his head how he got to this point. He started to use his writing as a way to mentally escape, and somehow he now found himself in the middle of one in real life. Nearly two full months ago he willing gave up control of his orgasm to someone who commented positively on one of his stories, and in the weeks that followed, he gave up so much more. So much in fact, he was now ready to board a cross country flight with a bag filled with only what she told him to pack, and no set return date. At 43 years old, there was a part of him that couldn’t believe this was his reality.

She had specifically told him to fly into John Wayne Airport as opposed to LAX. She said it would make the pick up process much easier – he had only one small, black leather carry-on bag, so he was just happy to not have to check any bags. As he sat at the airport awaiting the call to board, he started to think about the fact that aside from what kinks drove them both wild sexually, he knew very little about the person he’d be meeting in just six hours.

When At Last We Meet: the first night. Femdom, orgasm denial, teasing.

Something I’ve been working on, what do you think?

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You’re carrying your bag through the airport lobby, where I’m waiting at the gate. I smile when I spot you and wave you over excitedly. “Hey! Good to see you! You’re shorter than I expected,” I tease, to which you counter with a laugh, “and you’re quite a bit taller than I imagined too.” I laugh. “Everyone always says that.” I wrap you in a tight hug, making sure you can feel my nipples through the thin shirt I wore. Considering we’ve never met in person, our exchange is as familiar as long time friends.

“You ready to head to the hotel?” I ask lightly as we walk through the gently crowded airport. You nod, yawning. It’s early evening, around 7pm, but you’ve been on a plane for 8 hours and are understandably exhausted. We get in the car and head to the hotel.

Reconnecting with an old teacher [M22/F50] [Age gap] [Femdom] [Cheating] [Fiction]

Hello everyone, thank you for taking your time and reading this! This is my first try at story telling so please let me know if theres anything I should work on! I appreciate all feedback. Part II coming soon!

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Signing up for the new local Co-Ed Kickball league was never in my plans of summer activities back in June. Spending my Friday nights at a local field with a bunch of people who I did not know was definitely enough for me to be indecisive about joining before it took my friends a lot to convince me. For context, all my friends and I are in our early 20s, we love to hang out and go out drinking, partying and all the other activities you can imagine college kids are up to during the summer. My problem with the league was that it was mainly set up by older people in the community, parents who just wanted to get active during the summer and support local charities by raising money through snack sales and raffles during our “Season”. I gave in and joined, hoping for the best and maybe some beers throughout. Most of the teams were assigned randomly and filled in depending on the need of players, luckily my friends and I got a solid group, only needing a few fill-ins to fill up our roster.

random train encounter part 3 [F/M] [M23] [F35] [bdsm] [ds] [femdom]

After she dropped that bomb on me i was a bit stunned. She then, while rubbing her clit, put one of those balls up her butt. Every of them the size of a ping pong ball. As she has all 4 of them inside, she gets up and stands right in front of me, “Do you like what you see?” – “Yes, very much, Mistress”. She smiles as her vagina is maybe 5 cm from my face. She continues to rub herself, bows down, first moans into my ear and then whispers to me: “I am quite wet and that is because of you. Also i feel the balls in my ass all moving against each other and they are quite cold still. How could i do something to you without knowing what it is like? I know you want me to fuck your ass and to fuck mine, i promise you will if you behave.” – I stare with wide open eyes at her. She grabs my hair quite rough and collapses over me.
After maybe 30 seconds she gets back up, grins all over her face and says to me: “That was nice, lets get both of us cleaned up and then get to sleep” as she releases me. Afterwards we take a shower together and this time she is nacked finally. Her breasts look really nice. As she washes herself with some soap, she points downwards and commands “You were good today, you should make sure i am quite clean everywhere. Go on”. So i do as i am told and get on my knees. As my tongue touches her, she tells me, a little irritated: “I meant inside too, was that unclear?” – “Sorry, Mistress?”. So i slowly insert my finger and she looks quite pleased. As my tongue touches her again and i found her clit, she shivers a little. I continue for a bit and she pulls me up “That was nice but we are done now”. So we get out of the shower, get dry and she gives me a new tooth brush she has for visitors. As we are all done we go to the bedroom. “You will sleep next to me, we can cuddle. Any questions?” – “No, Mistress. Actually can i say i really liked what we did?” – “That is so sweet” and she gives me a hug. So we go to bed and i can even be the little spoon which is really nice of her.
As i wake up, she is already awake and looks at me. “Oh he graces us with his presence”. I am still quite sleepy so don’t say anything. “Come on, let me get you some breakfast” – “Ok”. So we get up and we meet at her dining room. We sit on her pillows and she gets me a bowl of cereal. She tells me about all the train rides she has had and one in particular when she met an old lady who told her very vivid world war 2 stories. After dinner we get some groceries and take the scenic route through our small city. It is a little chilly but not too bad. We also grab some food on the way and get home in the afternoon and it already gets a little dark.
As we get back in, we are both a bit chilly. After we take off our winter clothing she says, “Let us cuddle in my bed so we get warm again”. “That sounds nice”, i respond. We walk into the bathroom and she takes off most off her clothes besides her underwear, “So we have more skin contact and warm up faster”. “Well, that sounds reasonable”, my inner voice remarks. So i do as she did and we snuggle up under her blanket. She smells so good and feels so smooth. We talk about our walk and how nice the park looks in the winter. She gives me an inquisitive look and asks me “You are aroused, aren’t you?”. “Yes, it appears i do have an erection.” – i answer. She gives me a smile, “I was wondering what was taking you so long. I have some surprises for you left. If you behave well i will reward you a lot afterwards.” – “Ok, Mistress”.
“Ok, now get up and you do not need any underwear” as she turns towards her wardrobe. I turn around so she can change in privacy. “You can have a look”, she says, i do and oh my, she wears a really well fitting black corset. My penis twitches quite a bit, she looks very pleased. She walks up to me, takes my hand and says “I promised you those metal beads. I will put them up your ass and then bring me some of that cake we bought. Is that understood?” – “Yes, Mistress”. “Ok, then what are you waiting for? Get into the living room and bent over the table so i have good access”. My breath is a little husky but i go the living room and bend over the table so my chest lies on the table. I hear her coming up behind me, “I do not want you to interfere so i will tie your hands.”. She uses those leather cuffs again to tie my hands. I hear her being busy behind me, i assume she puts on some gloves and lube. After a few minutes she gets very close to me and whispers into my ear: “And now take a deep breath”. Her head is right next to my ear and i feel her finger searching for my butt. I can feel her gently pushing her finger into my ass. She seems quite pleased from my light moaning from what i can glimpse.
“So, that went quite well. Now you will take those beads like a good little bitch” – “Yes, Mistress”. Now i can hear her juggle those metal balls as they bang against each other in her hand. She puts the first right against my butthole and then smiles at me, “Ready?”. It feels quite cold and she pushes on in. She takes the second and pushes that in too. I can feel them touching each other inside of me. As she has the next in her hand, i tell her “Miss, i think i might cum from that.”. She looks a little angry, “No, you are not.”. As she gets a little rough with ball 4 and 5. She then pulls me up by the cuffs. “Now get me some cake” and releases my cuffs. I stand and i can feel things moving inside of me. This is really intense. I make my way into the kitchen and it feels like i could cum any second. But i somehow make into the kitchen, find a plate and slice her a piece of cake. As i bring it back, my penis is dripping from precum.
As i make my way back into the living room i see that we quite busy while i was gone. She had mounted several dildos onto the table and is wearing a strapon now. My breath stops as i see it. “Did you think i was not gonna have some entertainment while i eat?” [To be continued]

The Business Trip, Part 4 [BDSM] [Femdom] [humiliation] [real] [F40/m43]

He rolled over and reached for his phone, the same way he did every morning. 6:15AM. Within a second, he received what looked like a duplicate notification on his lock screen. The subject line was unassuming enough, simply ‘What’s Next.’ He was still wiping the sleep from his eyes when panic set in. The second message at 6:15AM was just as she said, to his work email address. He quickly unlocked the phone, glanced over the message and replied ‘yes Mistress’ in an effort to make sure the next part of her threat didn’t come to light.

He then composed himself as much as possible, and re-read the message. As he read the steps, it was the first time he truly felt the pain of the chastity pouch in which he was locked. His cock always swelled when he was given orders to follow, this time it felt as if it was being ripped to shreds as it tried. He showered, prepped and packed the bag just as he was told. The previous night, he hadn’t realized how little the hotel robe actually covered up only landing about midway on his thigh. He again passed no one in the halls, and the changes at the front desk went remarkably easy. The elevator door opened, he got in and pressed 15. When he arrived on the floor, he stood in front of the door and breathed deeply. He wasn’t sure what the fate was behind that door, but he knew it was his only option.

The Business Trip, Part 3 [BDSM] [Femdom] [humiliation] [real] [F40/m43]

On the walk back to his room, he didn’t see anyone in the hallway. He opened his door, went inside and exhaled. So many emotions were running through him right now. He was filled with shame over all of the events that just took place and the situation he had put himself in, fear over what could happen if that video ever found it’s way to his personal social media and lastly he was somewhat aroused by the thought of having given up all control of his life. As he slid under the tightly pulled covers of the hotel bed, his head was absolutely spinning.

Her on the other hand was in a completely different headspace. She laid in bed with her phone buzzed from the alcohol and endorphins replaying that look of complete fear that washed over his face on more than one occasion. She had even captured it on video, but there was no substitute for seeing it in person. In her scrolling of Instagram, she even uncovered his fake account which she’d so much light on his desires, and after a few minutes looking through his likes, she was reassured that she couldn’t have picked a better victim.