It’s been, hell, a good while now since I’ve met Liza in a chat room forum. Couldn’t begin to recall how the situation took place exactly, but that’s neither here nor there. It started quite casually when the topic of my artwork got brought up between the two of us. Don’t get too excited, it’s nothing fancy and I am far from famous for the works I do, but she and I certainly started there. For the first few days it was all about the business aspect. “Hey I like this, can you create that”, pretty standard stuff. Through giving my updates on her commissioned works our conversations got more frequent and started to include other-than-business types of topics. A little time passed and I found that our conversations were totally personal and happening rather frequently, business talks did not even appear as a blip on the radar. Before I knew it, we were talking about each other’s lives, trading pictures, thinking about one another and communicating all the time. Before I go off on the tangents I am so famous for, let me tell you about Liza.
Tag: Female Submissive
Iskander & Azara [M/f][Coercion][Fantasy][Age Difference][Reluctance][Oral][Mdom][Fsub]
^﴾ ^Content: ^18+, ^age ^difference, ^asphyxiation, ^big ^breasts, ^big ^dick, ^breathplay, ^coercion, ^choking, ^cum ^in ^hair, ^cum ^in ^mouth, ^cum ^swallow, ^dubious ^consent ^[dubcon], ^excessive ^cum, ^fantasy ^setting, ^magic, ^multiple ^orgasms, ^oral ^sex ^[fellatio], ^﴿
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Fire leapt from the sorceress’ eyes, igniting the bulky cloak that obscured her curvaceous form. Sparks sizzled down the strands of her fiery hair, which burned away the knotted ribbon, and unleashed a cascade of crimson tresses down her bare back. The blaze licked at her flesh as the robes burned to ash, but scarred neither her body nor the dark, form-fitting garb underneath.
Though her entrance was quite the display, it paled in comparison to whatever arcane secrets held the pale-skinned sorceress’ voluminous curves within the confines of her overburdened corset. She called her magic staff—a bright ash-wood claw clutching a glimmering gem—to her hand with a thought, wiping a lingering bit of smoldering cloth from her dark skirt.
“Comforting that even in these tumultuous times, the ego of the Gidal nobility remains intact,” The figure seated before her shook his tired head, his face and body concealed within his weather-beaten robes, “Your flair for the dramatic is noted, child. Now, what do you want?”
Iskander & Azara [M/f][Coercion][Fantasy][Age Difference][Reluctance][Oral][Mdom][Fsub]
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Fire leapt from the sorceress’ eyes, igniting the bulky cloak that obscured her curvaceous form. Sparks sizzled down the strands of her fiery hair, which burned away the knotted ribbon, and unleashed a cascade of crimson tresses down her bare back. The blaze licked at her flesh as the robes burned to ash, but scarred neither her body nor the dark, form-fitting garb underneath.
Though her entrance was quite the display, it paled in comparison to whatever arcane secrets held the pale-skinned sorceress’ voluminous curves within the confines of her overburdened corset. She called her magic staff—a bright ash-wood claw clutching a glimmering gem—to her hand with a thought, wiping a lingering bit of smoldering cloth from her dark skirt.
“Comforting that even in these tumultuous times, the ego of the Gidal nobility remains intact,” The figure seated before her shook his tired head, his face and body concealed within his weather-beaten robes, “Your flair for the dramatic is noted, child. Now, what do you want?”
Showing me off to your friends. (Exhibitionism, voyeurism, exposure, mdom, fsub, fingering, strangers, photography/recording, CNC, reluctance, forced orgasm, internet, a little ddlg)
(A third fantasy of mine. I wrote this out in one sitting and I didn’t check for misspellings or grammar errors. Hopefully, you all can enjoy it anyway. 😉)
We’re on your couch. You’re watching your favorite show. I’m obediently naked at your side. I’m on my back, with my bottom toward you and my legs spread so that you can see my pussy anytime you like.
You spend an hour or so glancing from the TV to my pussy. Then you reach out, place the pad of your thumb on my clit, and begin rubbing in slow, purposeful circles while the next episode of your show starts. You know I’ll become wet for you.
It doesn’t take long. You turn your attention to my pussy then, and gently spread my lips with your fingers to inspect it.
“A wet pussy is a good pussy,” you say, completely ignoring me while you stare at my pussy.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Now, hold that pussy still.”
I nod.
You grab your phone and position it a couple inches from my pussy. Then, with your other hand, you spread my pussy lips open and pin them against my body, opening up my pussy for your phone’s camera.
Make me submit to you.. [FSub / Mdom] [Breath play] [Orgasm denial] [Name calling]
Fuck the plot, right? Let’s get to the main dish. Isn’t that what you came here for, anyway? I know you’ve been lusting over me. I know you’ve been aching for me. I know you have a laundry list of things you’d do to me. I know this is the moment you’ve been waiting for. Making me submit to you.
That’s why the moment you get ahold of me you strip me off my pants and throw me to the bed. I get excited just seeing how fierce you are handling me. You roll me onto doggy position, and you start licking my buttcheeks while massaging my breasts with your hands.
I feel your teeth nibbling lightly on my round cheeks, it’s making me quiver. Your hand moves all around my body, grabbing everything within its reach, and one hand is rubbing my clit as you start eating me out. I must be very wet already. To be honest I’ve actually been wet since I decided to give up control and let you use me.
Contract Renegotiation (Part 1 of 2) [BDSM][MFf][Mdom][Fdom][femsub][NC][HUML][DP][Sci-Fi][Sens Dep][Latex][drugs][exh]
Stanislawa Jurkowska tore out the drawers to her desk desperately. Where was the gun? Where the hell? She never thought this day would come, but the gunfire and screams kept getting closer and closer. Why had father been so stupid to try to defy the Armstrong Corporation? She tried, hopelessly, to call the Tetsuo family representative in charge of their acquisition. Her comm let out a dead tone, then its AI “helpfully” reported “I’m sorry, I can’t make a call without a connection to the ansinet, try moving a few meters in any direction!”
She threw her comm at the wall in frustration. Father always told her there was a gun hidden in the desk if she needed it, and she needed it now. Even if just one charge or bullet was left in the damned thing…
The reinforced panic doors to her office shook, and bent, but took the impact of whatever god awful ballistic weapon the Armstrong mercs were trying to use to bust it down. A framed cover of Young Qiyejia magazine with her face on it fell to the floor, its case shattering. She picked it up, shaking.
Summer Dress, pt 1 [Mf] [Mdom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Outdoor sex] [Orgasm control]
*The text in the first paragraph was actually a message I got from a friend as a prompt to write something for them – I always do my best writing when I’m writing with someone specific in mind, when I’ve got someone to inspire me. Even though I wrote this some time ago, I do keep on intending to do more with it and write some sequels. As always, feedback is appreciated, whether in comments or via DM!*
Mid-afternoon, I got the text from you – “I would love to see what you would do if you were dominating me. To be completely submissive to you and squirm beneath you until you have me panting and begging for release. To be the object of any kinky fantasies you’d love to try out and to hear you whisper the naughtiest things in my ear.”
Did you think I’d take you up on it? Was it just a text sent to me to turn me on, get me riled up? Or was it a straightforward invitation?
I’d like to think my response made my attitude to such things clear enough “If you want to see, I’ll be waiting to pick you up in fifteen minutes. Don’t wear anything you’d be sad about damaging.”
Summer Dress, pt 1 [Mdom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Outdoor sex] [Orgasm control]
*The text in the first paragraph was actually a message I got from a friend as a prompt to write something for them – I always do my best writing when I’m writing with someone specific in mind, when I’ve got someone to inspire me. Even though I wrote this some time ago, I do keep on intending to do more with it and write some sequels. As always, feedback is appreciated, whether in comments or via DM!*
Quick vignette I just wrote, worth turning into a full story? [Str8][f/FM][Fsub][swing]
So there she was.
Emma lay on her stomach on the silky white linens, pale legs splayed outward spread-eagle. Her arms were sharply pulled behind her back and cuffed together at the wrists. Soft nylon ropes snaked around her ankles pulled taut down to the mahogany feet of the bed. Every inch of her porcelain-white body was nude. A red lace thong clogged her mouth, soaked in a blend of drool and her own excitement. Her creamy asscheeks were marred by the bright pink silhouette of handprints.
In front of her, a monitor played a video. On the UHD screen, Emma was in an equally compromised position. A middle-aged man lay atop the blonde girl, thrusting his hips against her ass while she locked lips with another woman lying beneath her. Sandwiched between the married couple, Emma was whimpering obscenities in the older woman’s mouth. The man’s grunts crescendoed and his body tensed up on top of Emma’s petite frame. The woman raked fingers through Emma’s golden locks and smiled tenderly.
Now, the nude girl’s eyes were locked on the image being replayed before her. A bead of wetness dripped onto the bed from between her open thighs.
A Day in the Playroom (public humiliation) (fetish) (slightly non con) (fsub)
In the days leading up to it, I had such an indescribable mixture of emotions. What the fuck did I agree to do? I tried thinking back deep into my memories, to try and figure out when in my life I developed these twisted desires and fantasies. A psychologist would have day trying to figure out what goes on in my mind..
I met my master on a website for people with eccentric kinks. I never really thought about joining one of these websites until one of my close friends recommended it. We hardly had any small talk before diving deep into my darkest fantasies. I soon told him all about how I wanted to be degraded. How I dreamed about being tossed around by multiple men and women and humiliated in public. We met a few times before the event to “get to know each other” a bit. During these meetings we began to discuss in detail what I wanted to experience. Being relatively shy and Easy going I gave him a small idea of what I sometimes though about, and let him use his imagination from there. I was not let down. In fact, things I never even dreamed of would be done to me, and my horizons were broadened quite a bit regarding what is actually “eccentric”. A few months with Jason and I was doing things I never would have even imagined just months prior.