Daddy and his cum slut train the new coach. [free use] [sports massage] [maledom] [femsub] [malesub] [age gap] [humiliation] [threesome] [corruption kink] .

Part 1. The new coach

“Shit.”

I was already running late to class, and now there was an accident up ahead. I nervously checked the clock. My fitness coach, Adam, was a stickler for punctuality. Any more than 10 minutes late and he wouldn’t allow me in. I wondered how many blow jobs I’d have to promise for him to break a gym rule for me. Nowhere was he more dominating or demanding of obedience than at his gym.

Finally traffic started moving. I got to the gym, parked, and hastily made my way inside.

“You’re LATE, L. Get to work on your warmup. 500 meters, rower. Now.”

This was not off to a great start.

As I rowed and sweat began to build on my forehead, Adam came over between barking orders at other clients. He knelt beside me.

“Everything good baby girl? You came in in a rush”

“Just traffic. I’m good, Coach.”

“Ok good. Then I’m going to push you today. Your ankle sprain is looking better and we need to regain ground on your squats” he said with a grin.

Meeting Milo, my online dom [FM] [mdom] [femsub]

Walking into my favorite, cozy little lounge off of the strip, I’m aware that this could end very badly for me. There’s always a risk when meeting someone off of the internet, no matter the connection you have with them. But meeting Milo in person doesn’t feel like a choice I’ve made, it feels like fate. It feels like meeting him is something my ancestors put into motion generations ago.

So, here I am, wearing my favorite little black dress, relaxing on a red velvet couch, trying not to look nervous. I’m not wearing anything underneath my dress, as instructed. It feels like everyone around me knows my little secret, and knows what I’m doing here. I am equal parts terrified and aroused.

Soon after I get settled and order a drink, I see him come in. He finds me quickly, and the way his face brightens when he sees me gives me butterflies. We hug, and he sits down next to me with his arm around me. Milo has a confidence that is disarming, not arrogant. He’s one of those people that really makes you feel seen when you’re with him. Like you’re his sole focus.

[M20/F19] A very helpful friend [college] [friends to lovers] [fsub / mdom] [kissing] [teasing] [dirty talk]

*Hi ! This is my first erotic story, it’s just some scenario that came across my mind, however it is inspired by my own experiences and my friend’s. I’m sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, English isn’t my first language. I hope you’ll enjoy my little story, share feedback if you want !*

It had been a few months now since I broke up with my ex and after a few months of being completely single and with the beginning of my second year of college I started to crave some physical contact with a guy. But in almost everyone’s head at college I was just Lizon the perfect straight-A’s, prude and shy student not the cool chick you go out with. However, some of my close friends from college knew who I really was: A very controlling person for everything except in the bedroom, where I would completely give in and would let you do anything you want to my body. And Elijah, my best friend, knew this very well.

Bound for Pleasure Part 3.. [F30/M50] [BDSM] [CONS] [EDGING] [FSUB]

…I felt like my limbs could not stop trembling, my whole body felt that it had such heightened sensitivity that any touch would be amplified 100 times. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take…

“Right my slut, you’ve had your rest, but you didn’t think you’d be let off this lightly did you?”

I couldn’t believe this was all about to start again, could my body really take much more?

“You asked me to take you beyond your limits – but we have so far to go still…”

With that he took hold of my wrist and tied it once more to the bed post, swiftly followed by the other. Again, I began to feel so helpless as he picked up the sodden rag of my panties and placed them, this time over my head, the wet lace covering my eyes, allowing me to see shapes and movement, yet still veiling my gaze…

But he wasn’t finished… Strong hands took hold of my ankle and lifted my leg right up and back. Soft rope swiftly lashed my ankle to my wrist – and then the other side…

Consumed [F4M][F30s/M30s][Fsub][Mdom] Give it to me NOW, darling. I crack into a million pieces around you [Rough sex][Spanking][Punishment][Multiple orgasms][Forced orgasms][Accidental blood]

“Almond? You want the almond shape?” the nail tech repeated. I was lost in a haze thinking about last night when I was wrapped around you. It never ceases to amaze me how even when I am going about my day, doing mundane tasks, my mind can wander to you. Of the things you do to me, how you make me feel.

The Tethered Maid [BDSM][femsub][self bondage][fiction!]

Today I am to dust and tidy the main library. The mansion has many rooms and I have not seen them all but the library is among my favorites.

The smells of old paper and furniture polish. The cool calm quiet amid the book lined shelves. The soothing glow of the reading lights. The books themselves, worn and bound with aged leather. Such unusual titles such exotic illustrations.

I wear my maids uniform. A white blouse, black knee length skirt, a starched white maids cap, black stockings and underwear though my brassiere is white so as to not show through my blouse. A black ribbon encircles my throat. I draw the line at a collar when I am working. The collar is for when you have me in the subcellars and then I wear little else.

Whatever the eccentricities of my duties I still have to clean and I am on my feet a lot while I work (except for those times you require me in other positions) so I wear black athletic shoes. As you know I enjoy many forms of discomfort but sore feet is not one of them.

[mmmmFmmm] The Tutor 5: Detention [gangbang][fsub][mdom][young men][mature woman][teacher][DP][bj][anal][hj][cuck][cheating]

“Quiet down back there, this is supposed to be a punishment not social time.”

Lorna sat at the front of the classroom with her book, her eyes darting back and forth between each of the students she was charged with monitoring during afternoon detention. Normally, detention duty wasn’t something that Lorna was in charge of, in fact she had never been in the school this late before, but due to recent staff shortages, she was asked to watch over the afternoon detention students until a proper replacement was found. This wasn’t Lorna’s idea of a good time, she wanted to go home and relax after a long day of teaching. These boys also weren’t exactly the most polite or respectful of the students that she had ever had the honour of watching over. All were disruptive and well deserving of detention, highschool seniors, and all bad news.

Negotiations with nobody [BDSM][edging][femsub][solo]

I sit astride the small wooden coffee table. I am naked.

In my fantasy you have tied me with my legs parted, helpless and vulnerable.

In reality I am in that exact pose but held only by my own desires.

I have moved the coffee table to the small cramped hallway facing my front door. My spread knees touch either side of the frame. The muscles of my inner thighs ache.

The door is locked. No one can see in but I can hear the street sounds outside. I can feel the cold draft from around the door like a ghostly hand caressing my warm wet sex. It makes me feel exposed, on show, makes every touch more intense. Makes control harder.

Fingers first, just my own hands. Practised movements across my labia and clitoris, stroking, teasing. Adding to the heat and wetness. Years of practice. I know exactly how much I can take. I’m cruel, ruthless, as I take myself to the brink. Touching and teasing until I have to change technique. Fingers sliding across the flesh around my clit unable to take direct contact there now.

The Green Ribbon [BDSM][femsub][Short]

I’m using the ribbon again just as you instructed. Between my legs. Pulled up against the vulnerable folds of my sex.

My black lace trimmed underwear is at my ankles. No protection for me today. The ribbon is to be applied directly to my flesh.

A faded green silk ribbon stained from so many uses. Stained from my body. Freshly wet now as I draw it back and forth. Back and forth. My lips spread and flex as the silk ribbon splits my sticky labia smearing the wetness. I feel the warmth spread.

Back and forth.

The knots are just the right size. They bump over my swollen clitoris the wet green silk pulls at the fleshy ridge peeling it upwards.

Back and forth.

I stand in the window as you ordered. I have a blouse on. Green like the ribbon. People in the street can see me but only to my waist. They cannot see the ribbon, they cannot see my hands in front and behind me the green silk wound tight around my slim pale hands as I pull back and forth with a tense white knuckled grip.

Back and forth.

Snakes and ladders: office edition (BDSM)(femsub solo)

It takes a bus ride and a walk to reach the location you specified. I dress as requested. A knee length dark brown raincoat, black stockings, black sneakers. That was all you listed and all I wear.

My bare skin is sweaty and nervous against the silky lining of the coat. As I walk the fabric slides against my nipples hardening them to aching peaks. I am very aware of the cool breeze caressing between my legs.

On the bus journey you had me sit over the wheel arch knowing what the juddering vibrations transmitted through the hard bench seat would do to me.

I recognize the location, I have walked past it many times without a thought. An office building in the commercial district. It has been empty for almost two years. Twelve floors of derelict unwanted office space left to rot.

The entrance and surroundings are walled off with high wooden hoardings to prevent trespass and vandalism. After two years plants have grown wild inside the walled off area and I can see the green tops waving above the hoardings.

The small door to the barrier is locked but you have sent me a key. I have no idea how you have this.