The Online Arrangement, Part 1 – The Meeting [MF][Fsub]

From across the table, she was glowing of a guilty innocence. His eyes would graze over her figure every chance she gave him, since he wanted to at least appear like a gentleman. When her gaze departed from his, he would glance down at her cleavage, which was surprisingly ample, given her petite stature. He would point his eyes to her neck, aching to grab her, pull her close, and kiss every inch of it. He would see her soft skin and wish to feel it against his lips, or at least his body.

Their conversation continued across the table. Mostly, it was small talk meant to acquaint each other. Every now and again, a good story would come up, though, and he'd see a bit of her smile. Man, the rush he felt when she smiled… It had, over the period of this first meeting, become his addiction, punctuating his nervousness with passion.

About a week ago, they started exchanging nervous conversation based on an online post. We shall, for the sake of the story, say that this post was petitioning a certain service that they were searching for, or offering… The nervous chat eventually became emboldened by a quasi-anonymity, but that was again shattered the very moment they met. Anyway…

The Living Room [MFFF] [BDSM] [Fsub]

Oscar’s body becomes rigid as the sound of a door slamming pushes into the living room from the front hall. His back straight, legs at a perfect perpendicular, knees bent at exact 90 degree angles, and each foot resting hips width apart on the glossy marble floor. He feels his cock twitch and rise against his stomach, and hears Alice snort quietly beneath him.

He wants to tell her to shut up, to kick at her scrawny, toothpick legs. Wants to lament that it’s fucking Wednesday, and he doesn’t get to top with Victor again until the week-end. But someone is home, and his feelings are no longer relevant. In this moment, Oscar is not a man, but the warm, delectable cushion of a very human chair.

His biceps bulge slightly as he holds his arms still, his elbow forming another gorgeous 90 degree angle. Georgina likes her armrests, and Oscar is more than happy to endure the ache in the hope that she will utilize him before rushing to dress for dinner. Oscar closes his glassy amber eyes and imagines the light brushing of her skirts against his ankles. The feel of fabric tumbling down his legs, shielding the hot mesh of her naked flesh on his from view.

Bitchy Boss Gets Utterly Dominated [bdsm][fm][Fsub][Mdom]

I had spent all day bossing Jake around. Being a total bitch. I hauled him into my office to berate him for his performance and demanded that he have my reports my tomorrow. I even ordered him to fetch my coffee, which he dutifully obeyed. We always had a friendly rival and I always liked him, but Jake had applied for my promotion. Today, I finally won. He was my subordinate now and I was going to make him pay for trying to take what I rightly deserve. Victory was sweet, but revenge was sweeter. My newfound power and the authority over him was intoxicating. To complete my conquest I needed to sexually dominate him, I thought to myself getting wet in my office. And so I invited him to my house tonight.

I slowly stripped from my business suit, starting with my jacket, then my skirt, and finally my shirt, revealing a tight blue bra and panties. I pulled out my riding crop, like a dominatrix, and gave a deviously seductive smile to Jake. He sat on my bed, his face lit up in surprised. “Sorry, were you expecting vanilla sex?” I said with a sarcastic smile.

Beware The Wolves [Fsub] [Mf] [oral] [voy]

He picked her up at 10. He was never late.

They had plans, but she could tell He had other intentions. She liked that about Him. He was kind, gentle, funny, but tall, strong, and protective. Did things on what seemed like a whim, but surly what He had planned all along. She trusted Him. She trusted that He would never lead her astray. She trusted Him.

She got in the car, smiled, and said, “Hello Sir.” She always tried to look her best for Him. She knew that’s what He wanted.

He nods, and gives her a wink. “Buckle up sweetheart, I have a surprise for you.” His tone firm, but with a hint of excitement.

She was a bit surprised, but not shocked, however they had plans. “What about going to…”

He abruptly cuts her off, “Hush, have I ever let you down in the past?”

“No, Sir.” She quietly replies.

He smiles, “Good girl, that’s right. I’m always looking out for my girl.”

He continues to drive, past the city, it’s getting darker. The roads get narrow, the trees closer to the road. Her heart pounds a bit harder each mile with growing anticipation.

Late Night Encounter [mf] [fsub]

As I open the door, my eyes widen at how fucking gorgeous you look. You're wearing that black, lacy outfit – you knew it would drive me out of my mind. Just looking at how it hugs your body in all the right places – my blood feels warm, my pants are suddenly tight.

"…fuck." The only word I can say as my mind swims with the possibilities. You are going to be so. Much. Fun.

You're standing next to the bed, eager eyes awaiting me. We stand and look at each other, enjoying the burn of anticipation in our stomachs.

"I want you to bend over – hands there, on the bed." I say. My voice does not ask for a response.

You submit with a curt nod, your glance hanging on me as you turn your body and stretch down over the bed. The warm lamp light dances over the ripples of your back as you arch your beautiful ass up. It takes everything in my being to not just grab you and fuck you to an explosive finish. No, tonight will be gradual, a practice in willpower. I can feel my swelling cock splitting open your wet lips right now…

Dining Out [Fsub] [Str8] [bdsm]

I have always had this fantasy of being in a small restaurant or maybe a lounge of some sort, and having to go to the ladies room. I'm there with a group of coworkers after a long day at work.

The restaurant is busy, the lighting dim, and there is lots of noise and laughter. I walk past a booth with a dark figure. Male, tall, and dark.

Arriving in the washroom, I am alone, and now in a stall. The door to the washroom opens. Heavy footsteps stopping in front of the stall. I am froze with nerves. I can see him peeking through the crack of the stall but still no face, just darkness. He picks the lock easily, forcing the door open.

“Stand up slut! ” he says.

Of course I do as instructed, and he commands, “ I could tell you were a dirty little whore and could smell your wet pussy as you walked by my booth.” He whispers in my ear.

“You thought I wouldn’t notice?” He asks. “ You think I’m a fool?” He breathes heavily into my ear.

Do As I Say [nc] [huml] [Mf] [fsub]

Isabel could hardly breathe as she took a seat in the second car of the train, working up the courage to remove her shirt. She flinched when the earpiece hummed. It did that every time the man was about to speak. She stiffened at his even voice, tinged with the slightest hint of unidentifiable accent.

"Don't just sit there, Isabel. Take off your clothes."

Isabel squeezed her eyes shut, pressing her back to the chair and breathing hard. She reminded herself that he wasn't lying. The man who had left her the mysterious box this morning – the one with the note, videotape and earpiece – had identified himself as Viktor. He had two things with which to force her compliance: proof and her sister. The video had shown both those things. "Unless you want me to show the world what you did, you'll put in the earpiece and do as I say. Don't ever call for help or try anything smart. I'll remind you that I have your sweet sister in my care, and I'll be caring a little less for her with every time you displease me."

A Future Lawyer (part 2) [MF, FF, MFF, MFFM, MFM] [Inc] [Oral] [Fsub]

Dad pulled the boat along side of the only other boat out tonight.

“You lookin’ to trade?” the man on the other boat yelled over to us.

“Yeah. We’ve got my daughter, here.” he said, bobbing his head in my general direction. “Those two yours?” he added. He pointed to two young women on the other boat. One was pretty tall and thin. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a really cute black bikini with big red flowers on it. She filled out the top great. The other was short with dark brown hair. It looked almost black against her tanned olive skin. Her hair was cut very short, shaved tight on the sides and the back. She was wearing tight white shorts with a brown-gray shirt. The shirt was pulled tight over her breasts. Clearly she was very perky. The shirt didn’t touch the girl’s skin anywhere between the tips of her nipples and where it was tucked into her shorts.

“Yeah. My daughter and my brother’s daughter. Your’s looks pretty old.”

What an asshole. I wasn’t old. Certainly older than those girls, but 26 was hardly old. I wanted to yell out at him, but I knew I shouldn’t.

The Stranger Sir [mmf] [bd] [Fsub] [Mdom] [reluc]

My sir has brought me to a hotel room. It's just the two of us… for now. As soon as the door clicks shut, he blindfolds me. I tense. I wasn't ready. But I trust him. He orders me to stand still. I do. He starts stripping me clothes off. He's been gentle, tender. It feels good to have his hands gently caressing my body, gliding over my bare skin. A soft gentle stroke along the small of my back. The kind that he knows gives me goose bumps and makes me weak in the knees. My lips search for his and he allows me to kiss him. I moan gently, leaning into him as he keeps strumming this one sensual spot. He chuckles, probably knowing just how tightly he has his slut wound around his finger. I lean into him, wanting to feel more, wanting his warmth, wanting his touch, wanting his permission. He leans down and whispers in my ear, "Are you my good little slut?"

Yes, Sir.

"And do you want to please your sir tonight?"

I nod. He gives a warning grunt. "Yes, Sir."

"Good slut"

The Extreme Fantasy Business-Part One [FMM,BDSM,Fsub,oral,prost,sadism]

I made sure he could see up my miniskirt while he described his preferences. Most clients that we deal with are either insecure men and you can sense the sex crazed manic in them the moment they walk in. Adrienne was different. He was by all means a complete stud and could probably get any woman he wanted. Not only that but instead of being eager and excited like our usual clientele, Adrienne seemed more frustrated than anything.

“What can we do for you today Adrienne?” asked my boyfriend/boss Ian.

He shuffled nervously. “Uggghh… your flyer said that you guys can um… satisfy the most extreme of fantasies?” His nervousness made him sexy. “It said here that there is limit to what your willing to do to satisfy you..” he stopped talking and awkwardly awaited a response.

“Mr.Panouge” said Ian breaking the silence “Call me A.D.” Adrienne said “A.D. Fantasies Limitless is unique for a call girl service for one simple reason. We. Will do. ANYTHING to ensure our customer is satisfied. You see the girls our company employs have to fit a very specific profile. Every woman in our employment has what we call an “extremist” personality type. They are adrenaline junkies. Not only have the ability to go far beyond the limits of what even the most intense human would say is painful, but the get off on it.”