The Questgiver [MFFF] [bdsm] [fantasy] [Fsub]

Inspired by a post in WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks.

Reunion [MF] [hotel] [Fsub] [necktie bondage]

Reunion

Your phone dings, ‘I’m parking.’

‘Room 413.’

You’re pacing the carpet, drink in hand. You pause and check the mirror. You look good; silk blouse and slacks, hair good, lipstick perfect if you do say so. You take a deep breath and sip your gin & tonic, well… more gin than tonic really.

Even though we chat almost daily, you’re nervous, and excited. It’s been years, decades since we’ve seen each other.

You start at my knock, glance once more in the mirror and breathe.

You open the door: I’m older, with less hair and a trim grey beard. Plenty of smile lines, and some pain. Jacket and shirt, open at the neck. The shiny black cane is new.

‘Hey.’

‘Hey’, a moment’s pause, then smiles and hugs. ‘Come in.’

‘Thanks.’ I fold my jacket over a chair.

‘Drink?’

‘Yes! Traffic was a bear.’

You pour me a drink, strong like yours, ‘Uh, no lime…’

‘No worries.’ I sip and close my eyes, exhaling stress.

‘So…?’

‘So, you don’t want to waste time chatting do you?’ You bite your lip and shake your head, grinning. I smile beatifically.

[MF] [Fsub/Mdom] The Day Without a Face

She woke before he did, as happens most days. She stretched, her corset adjusting itself as she moved her arms and took a deep breath. As she walked to the kitchen to prepare coffee, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She took two steps and stopped, turning just her head to look in the mirror. It was more a waddle than a step, she noted, her thighs and cunt puffed from use. Her ass was a dull read with two bright lines going diagonally across both cheeks. A stinging reminder of her failure last night. Still though, she gave herself a solid A for the night’s duties and services. Her man was blissfully sleeping after using her body to relieve his stress. Also, she learned quickly from her mistakes and knew she would not make that one again. After she put on the coffee, she went to the toy chest and took out her larger plug. She licked it to coat it with her lube and then pushed it slowly into her sore ass. Ass training was not the most comfortable thing for her, but she knew if she wanted to be a proper fuck doll, she’d need to have a very accepting little hole. Last night, her inability to keep her hole open as Sir spread her was how she got the two lashes. He helped her come so far in her training, so she knew it was her fault for the failure. If she had been better about wearing the plug, this would have never happened.

Hiding Behind A Mask [Lots of M/F] [bd] [cum] [Fsub] [gangbang] [preg] [technically noncon] [oral]

It was a sickening surprise. It was deplorable and fucked up. It was illegal.

But her cunt betrayed her, craving it.

She begged him. She wasn’t one of those girls. She was his and only his. The strength in his arms easily overpowered her as she was dragged to the basement, tears pouring from her eyes, and juices soaking her pussy. She remembered how he caressed her cheek before putting the mask on her, the feathery Venetian mask that covered just her eyes in a sea of purples and blues. She remembered the way he said ‘I love you’ as he strapped her against the cold table and slid the sparkling ring off her finger. It wasn’t that he didn’t mean it, oh no, because if he had ever meant it, it was then. It was the passion in his touch, in his voice, in his lips as he crushed her’s before walking away that made it all the more real. It made this act more vile and disgusting and…it drove her wild with lust. Not for him. For them. For the men she did not know, never would know…never would see again. All of which could say the same about her. If only they knew whose pristine face was hidden by the mask, they might become more animalistic than they were already. But what she gave them, what he forced her to give them was enough to sate their desires. An unprotected cunt and a hungry mouth.

Lunch Break [MF] [Fsub] [car sex]

“I’m going to lunch.”

“OK.”

You snag your purse and make yourself to walk, when you want to run out. Outside, you pause, scanning the parking lot, butterflies in your stomach. The driver’s door of a big Lexus SUV in the corner of the lot opens and I get out. You hurry over, heels loud on the pavement. I have the rear door open. You step in, me following.

“Blouse off. On your knees, on the seat.” Swallowing, you comply.

“Hands behind your head.” I caress your soft milky skin, gently teasing your nipples hard, sliding my hand up to grip your throat, lifting your chin. You stare at the dome light nervously, hearing the jingle and hiss of leather on fabric as I take off my belt. I loop it around your neck, then tug you forward.

“You can use your hands if you want.” I lean back against the door, wrapping the belt around my fist.

You scramble to unzip me, reverently cupping my balls in one hand as you lean forward to softly kiss the slit. Closing your eyes, you take me in, inhaling deeply, almost moaning.

Delivery [MF] [Fsub] [roleplay] [handcuffs]

“Fedex for you ma’am.”

Confused you sign for the slim package, no return address. Opening it you find a set of handcuffs, a blindfold and a cardkey for a nearby hotel. You’re still turning the card in your hands when you get my text: “Text me when you get there and are have these on. Kneel on the bed and wait for me.”

You glance at your calendar and decide. Walking next door, you tell your admin, “I forgot a doctor’s appointment. I’m taking an early lunch, and half a day since it’s slow. See you tomorrow.”

Stomach fluttering you drive downtown and park. In the elevator you shift nervously from one foot to the other. It’s a long ride up.

Striding down the hall, you let yourself in and undress, hanging your clothes. Lower lip caught between you teeth you text me: “I’m here.”

Phone on the dresser, you kneel in the middle of the bed and pull the silk blindfold over your eyes. You lock the cuff around one wrist, then pause. Hands in front, or behind your back? Feeling yourself begin to get wet, you lock both wrists behind your back.

All the Power, part 6.2 [str8] [MFFFFFF] [Mdom] [oral] [Fsub] [bdsm] [revised] [complete]

*Continued from part 6.1….tags apply to this version…*

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Each night, four to six concubines or Queen Priestesses joined His Supremacy in one of his bedchambers. Two guardians and two term servants also joined Him in the room, with others guarding outside. That night, Tetenia was one the concubines joining Him – but she remained on her hands and knees.

His Supremacy did not have just one bedroom or one apartment with bedchambers. There were thousands of them, scattered across the vast palace and pleasure gardens, and He slept wherever happened to strike His fancy on any given night. The walk from the banquet room, near the center of the palace, to where He slept that evening, somewhere amid its vastness, took nearly half an hour.

The room had a very large bed in the center, and several cots on scattered around its side, built into the walls. On one side, double-doors led into an anteroom with a sofa, which led to a washroom. On the other, another double-doorway it led out to a balcony, which had a sumptuous chair and overlooked a garden. His Supremacy strode to the balcony and sat on the chair. Four concubines – Karla, Mia, Pemca and Gabriela – followed Him, walking, while Tetenia followed them, crawling. The guardians and term servants positioned themselves, on a knee, by the entrance to the room. His Supremacy sat on the chair, and immediately put His feet up on Tetenia’s back when she arrived. She remained on her hands and knees – His footrest.

Molly Needs a Spanking [Mf][Dom][FSub][flogging][butt plug][DP]

The introduction line of my KinkLife dating profile stated my needs in the simplest terms: ‘Young Woman Looking for Mister Daddy.’

I received a lot of replies, mostly from creepy abusive sounding Doms who described everything they were going to do to me and to submit to them now because I must. But one man stood out from the crowd. Baz. At forty five, twenty years older than I, he’s a distinguished man with a bit of grey in his groomed black beard and a fit yoga body. His pictures were taken in beautiful locations where he looked happy in his travels. And though he has an easy going smile, there’s a sternness about him I find appealing. He’s just moved to America, leaving his sub of five years in London.

“My Dom moved away,” I said, gazing into his warm brown eyes as I fingered my glass of wine. “His job relocated out of state. He’s got a family and all.”

“And all the complications that come with it,” he said, with a slight British accent and white tooth smile.

“Exactly.”

An affair to repeat – Part 1 [MF] [bdsm] [mdom] [fsub] [oral] [true story]

On Monday I met M for the first time. We had been talking online for a few weeks before deciding to meet in person. I picked him up from the train station, recognising him instantly despite the relatively few pictures he had sent me. We headed immediately back to my hotel, chatting briefly on the way. I was nervous, expectations looming heavily in my mind, but I had wanted this for a long time and was ready for what was to come.

We are both married. The taboo of the situation increases the excitement for me, the thrill of someone new. Knowing he understands my situation and I his means we can be honest with each other, giving each other something that has been missing in our existing relationships. In both our cases it is not love or sex that drives us towards this situation but power exchange. He will take control, of me, of my body and of our situation. And I will allow him to use and abuse my body, knowing that ultimately we will both get what we need.

The Black Velvet Choker [FM][bd][exh][Fsub][huml]

He loosened his collar where his silk maroon tie had been just minutes earlier. He felt he needed to loosen just a little, he pushed back on the slight excitement, regaining control quickly. Then pushed his arm out from his suit just enough to lift his watch up to his eyes. He glanced, five minutes, five more to go. He looked calmly down at her, naked and prone, forearms and feet bound with patterned entwined knots where she lay, spread out on her back, blindfolded. His silk tie warmly covering her eyes. She could just smell him on the tie. He would not speak to her, no matter what she said, only if she uttered her safe word would he quickly release her, or until the ten minutes were up. He knew he had to break through to her gently, for she was an intelligent woman. He had noticed her before, seemingly aloof and uninterested, but really, she was just defensive, some would say shy. But really she had a need, a hunger. He knew she was fighting to break free through her barrier. He felt she wanted help to push through her barriers, to go deeper, deeper into her secrets… the pain that was quietly simmering there. He saw it. He knew her struggle with letting go and yet feeling comfortable being restrained, hence the ropes and bondage she expressed her desire for, physically restraining her, comforting her. Her classy background was her restraint that was holding back her innermost desires, and it had started to show.