Beneath the Bleachers [MF] [Bondage] [Femdom] [Oral] [PIV] [XL story]

It’s a teenage cliche – making out under the bleachers during a football game. Almost considered a rite of passage in most parts of the Western Hemisphere. Unfortunately, neither of us were cool or popular enough to have experienced it ourselves back in the day. As we wandered the local track circuit of your former high school (nearly 20 years after our respective graduations), you lamented about missing out on that particular magic moment. You were a band geek, and girls just didn’t pull guys from the woodwind section underneath the bleachers.

The mental image of a flag bearer sneering at your flute has me rolling, but in all honesty I can’t relate. I attended a French Catholic academy so strict that students were separated by gender during assembly even though it was the early 2000’s. I shudder, remembering how many times I heard “leave room for Jesus” during school dances. No bleacher make outs for me. Not that the austere school environment did me any good; I grew up to be a deviant just the same. We wrap up our walk in comfortable silence, but the seed of an idea has been planted.

Gf did something sorta femdom ish, and I want to slowly introduce her to bdsm stuff.

My gf was giving me a handjob recently, and things were getting passionate, she was talking dirty and did this thing where she counted down from 5 and told me to cum when she reaches 1. So sexy to hear her do this, and I came so hard a few moments after she got to 1. I don’t think she meant the femdom nature of doing something like this, maybe she did a little but not in the same way I did.

I was having thoughts as tho she owned me and I was lucky enough to be touched with a specific time I’d be allowed pleasure before she stopped. So one thing is she kept going, so this was kind of more gentle femdom haha. But I’m wondering how to tell her that I experienced it that way? Or if I should even mention it, but perhaps suggest we do something similar in the future? Fee like I want to do more stuff like that but Indont want to scare her away.

Thank you!

Me, Serge and the two nymphs — WIP — Femdom/Bondage/Dubcon MM/spanking/humiliation

Story is based on a recurring fantasy I’ve been having. Any comments/notes/ideas welcome <3 Note as the title says, this is a WIP, not very polished, but hopefully there are enough ideas here that you can see where I’m going with this.

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I’ve been magically kidnapped by two young nymphs to their colony in the wilderness. These nymphs require semen to survive the way vampires require blood, so each pair of lover nymphs is assigned a boy by the high priestess, for them to regularly milk as they please.

Now, I’m bigger than these two girls, and if it were just the three of us I could take them out and make my escape, but in addition to a milk-boy, each pair is also assigned a body guard. Their guard’s named Serge and he’s younger than me too, but lean and muscular and good at wrestling. He does the girls’ bidding and his instructions are to enforce my discipline.

The girls want a good load from me each time they milk me, as their life depends on it, and they only milk me once every week or two to get a good build-up, so they keep me in a chastity belt between milkings. The only time they release me other than that is for regular tease sessions, so that I produce even more when the time comes.

The Teasing – Part 3 [FFM] [huml] [Fdom]

*(Links to parts 1 and 2 in comments. Sorry, it’s been awhile. This story is fiction but it has some elements that are loosely based on some real life events, and the character of Erin is based on my wife’s real life, hot best friend, Erin, who should probably write a book about her amazing sex life.)*
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Nate was dumfounded. He laid there naked under a thin sheet, his soft cock spent after cumming four times, while his naked wife Jamie and her naked best friend Erin inched closer to the bed giggling. “C’mon birthday boy! Let’s see that birthday suit!” Erin said, laughing at her pun and very obviously drunk.

Nate’s wife, also laughing, shouted with excitement “She got naked for you out on the sidewalk!”

“That’s right.” Erin confirmed. “My clothes are right out there on the curb. I bet some of your neighbors got to see me butt-naked! I hope my clothes are still out there when we get done here!”

Jamie laughed even harder. “You should have got naked in the uber!”

Sensual Bondage [M/F, dragon anthros, femdom, domination/submission, BDSM, mistress/pet, bondage, restraint, consensual, control, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A dragon is bound by his mistress, blindfolded and kept as her adoring pet in submissive lust…

As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

The dragon panted and heaved, struggling in his bondage, though it was all for the delight of the moment, how it felt to be restricted and restrained. He had been bound in ropes, a proud, masculine anthro dragon with red scales that came with a lighter, off-white shade to his belly, chest and neck, though stopped a little above his crotch. Of course, his dick was hard and the shibari bondage only made him harder.

It was not meant to free him, suspended there, though Silvas was surprised, a little, at his own flexibility while his mistress dragoness stalked around him, surveying her work. He was tilted to his right, his left leg raised as if to point towards the ceiling, off-setting his point of balance. Not a single knot or crossing of the ropes dug into his scales in the slightest, yet it made him whimper and moan softly to feel how they restricted him, as if his body was in a cage of sorts.

Control – Part 6 [Femdom] [Humiliation] [Chastity]

Part 6

I spent the morning cleaning the house from top to bottom. I couldn’t believe everything I needed to do before they got back. I started with the living room, picking up cups and bowls and any wrappers left lying around. I got out the spray and wiped down the coffee table before vacuuming the large rug that covered the floor between our L-shaped couch and chairs.

Next, I loaded up and ran the dishwasher. Next, I scrubbed several pots and pans and a few cutting boards. Then I scrubbed the sinks, wiped the counters down, and vacuumed the floor there.

I finally crashed and made myself some food, but ate quickly. There was so much to do still and I’d barely put a dent in the list. I took a moment to think it through and decided to get the laundry going because it would take the longest.

I stripped the bedsheets off of the master bed and threw them, along with the sheet I slept with, into the washer. Once it was going, I grabbed a basket to gather up all the girl’s dirty clothes. The hamper in the closet was already half full, but there were clothes all over the bedroom and bathroom.

“Evening With Friends” (MMFF, bi, D/s, humiliation, cucking, femdom)

“You know, your wife tells me every time she sees you staring at us.”

At the sound of Monica’s rich, seductive voice, I snapped back to attention. It was hard to say exactly how long I had been entranced by the sight of my wife, Jennifer, passionately riding Monica’s husband, Eric, on the couch nearby, but it felt all at once like a brief moment and an eternity. It was a hard sensation to explain, and, at the moment, I didn’t exactly have much time to explain it. Monica currently held my leash in her slender, tanned fingers, meaning she was in charge of doling out whatever punishment she saw fit, if I supplied an answer she found unsatisfactory.

“I was not aware of that, mistress,” I said sheepishly, barely able to raise my head to look away from my naked and bound body tethered in totality to the whims of the small woman whose husband was currently claiming my wife. As I spoke, Monica, turned her head purposefully away from the rhythmic thrusts of Eric’s long, veiny cock and looked directly at me with an inquisitive expression. It was a look I knew well, by this point: she was setting me up for one of the “impossible questions” she and Jennifer had gotten so good at crafting.

Collection Center for Inseminations [femdom][nc][dystopian sci-fi]

*Hi. I’m gonna put the same general warning before this story as the one I put in the other one, because you should know before you start reading something that it’s as fucked up as this story is. So yeah, heads up. This is not romance, it is horror.*

*Also, if you are someone who is waiting for the second story that takes place in the world of my first story I put on here, sorry, this one is not that. (In fact, the world this one place takes in is quite different than the other one.) That following story is a much larger work in progress with a lot more going on conceptually and thematically than these first two I’ve posted, as well as being more emotionally diverse. I’ll put it up when I feel like it’s done, which is likely to be quite a while still. I want to get it right.*

*So anyway, if you’re still reading: Thanks! I appreciate you. I hope you enjoy the words I put together.*

**Collection Center for Inseminations**

[MF] She Stole My Virginity [Fdom] [cheating]

**ACT I**

During the summer before our junior year, my girlfriend, Masie, obtained permission from her parents for the two of us, her twin brother, Derek, and some other friends to stay at her parents lake house for a weekend, unsupervised. We were all excited to have a weekend of swimming, hiking, and the place even had a jacuzzi. All our parents extracted promises that there be no alcohol or drugs and we all agreed, we weren’t that kind of people anyway.

About a week before we were due to leave, Masie called me, very upset. Her dad had decided to accompany us. I was a little disappointed, but figured it was something we could deal with. Apparently, I was wrong, there was even more drama to the situation. Some of our friends had cancelled, leaving just me, Masie, and Derek as the only confirmed yeses. Derek, not wanting to be a third wheel, had invited another girl last minute. When their father found out, and realized his kids would be alone with romantic partners, he lost it and said he would only let us go if he came with us, to prevent any shenanigans. I sighed and accepted the condition. It’s not like I expected anything to happen anyway. Masie, on the other hand, was fuming at both her brother and father for ruining the weekend.

My 19 years in BDSM lifestyle

I’d like to share some experience, ideas, and tips I’ve put together after about 19 years of dominating my sissies. This is all my personal experience, so it won’t apply to everyone
. Firstly, I need to share that we aren’t in a 24/7 Domme-sub relationship. That doesn’t interest me or my BF. My BF came to me about 4 ½ years ago and confessed some of his desires for femdom sex, and I decided to entertain it with him. It’s been a lot of fun, but I’m not making it a “lifestyle”, although we do have some “extended” sessions, which I’ll detail later in this post. Its something we do for fun in the bedroom (well, not always in the bedroom). We still have frequent “vanilla” sex, he’s actually quite good at it. :) That being said, I’m not here to pass judgement on anyone else, or pretend to be an expert on the subject of BDSM. My current BF is the only person I’ve played with like this, but we’ve learned a lot about femdom by experimenting, reading, and talking to each other. A good portion of these ideas and suggestions were his idea, and many are mine. Some may think that this is topping from the bottom, but I don’t take it too seriously. This is all just in good fun for us.
Also, even though I talk about some of the stuff below being “forced”, that’s not to imply he hasn’t consented. We always have a safeword, and we discuss generalities before we decide on trying something new (although I do definitely surprise him with new activities to push his limits). Also, keep safety in mind with any activity. Not all of this is safe for every couple or every person. So, with all that out of the way, lets get to it!
I approach femdom by classifying activities into 4 categories, then I put them together for an experience. The categories I use are: Degradation/Humiliation, Pain and Control, Frustration/Teasing, and Service. I’ll go over activities in each then describe how I put them together.
        DEGRADATION/HUMILIATION