Tag: Fisting

Online Dating Gone Wrong

Trigger warning: this story portrays sexual violence against women

Jenna was 27 and had been in her new apartment for a few months. She was petite and slender. She was 5’1 on a good day and weighed 100lbs soaking wet. She had been a long distance runner (track and cross country) in high school and just continued through college and early adulthood as a hobby. She had short blonde hair and brown eyes.

She moved in when she broke up with her boyfriend. Things had gotten a little rocky with their relationship and then the recession hit and her boyfriend lost his job. After that he didn’t have any confidence and he didn’t try to find another job. This led Jenna to try to be supportive but according to her boyfriend she was being a nag.

On top of all this her boyfriend didn’t step up and help around the house. After 6 months of this Jenna realized she didn’t like her boyfriend and she was attracted to him anymore. Jenna, being a successful woman needed a man that respected her but also took the lead in their life. They agreed it would be best to break up and her boyfriend moved back home to his parents house. Read more »

Bethany’s Confession [F23/MM29][rape, cons nc , threesome, dp, anal]

Bethany decides to finally admit her feelings to her crush Alex. It was the day before the holidays so if he reacted poorly she wouldn’t have to deal with the consequences for at least a week. To her surprise he not only reciprocates but he wants to show her the extent to which he does right there in the office. They make their way to an empty meeting room for what is supposed to be a private intimate affair. Unfortunately for Bethany, Alex is a little too willing to share.

​

**The Confession**

It was the last day before Bethany’s office closed for the holidays. As soon as the clock struck five she would not have to think about work for a full week of paid vacation. Of course that meant the day edged by. Every few minutes she would glance at the clock waiting for its hands to read 5:00. Read more »

Everything You Ever Wanted [mf] [hypnotism] [spanking] [cnc]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

# Act One – A Shot In The Dark

When it came to Selena, we might as well have lived on different planets. She was the girl who was dating the campus star football player. The girl who went out every weekend to party and get drunk. The girl everyone knew would end up as either some superstar’s wife or forgotten about in some suburban home with a drinking problem. Her taste in men was obvious from her boyfriend. They had to be tall, muscular, and more obvious, well endowed. It made sense why she chose the man she did. Everyone also wondered when she’d get bored and move on to someone else. Then there was me. I stayed away from the limelight. Kept to myself and would rather stay home watching movies on the weekend than go out. I was the very kind of guy Selena would not be into. In fact, I was the kind of guy she’d make fun of when she tripped me one day and laughed with her friends. Read more »

Windows [M/F] [Non-Con, Male Victim] [Stalking] [Sleeping BJ]

     She lurks outside the house, crouching behind one of the many shrubberies surrounding the residence. The rainy night renders her nigh-invisible, droplets pattering against the hood of her black raincoat. Her boots, black to match, sink slightly into the muddy earth. She doesn’t seem to notice. Her gaze is fixed upon the many windows of the house, with a particular focus on the farthest left one on the second floor. 

     She knows exactly where he sleeps. She knows where every member of his family sleeps, and can mostly predict when each of their lights will go out. He is right there in that far left window. His sister is the next one on the right, separated by a connected bathroom that has no windows at all. His mother and father sleep in different rooms on account of his father’s unbearable snoring. They’re on the first floor, each occupying a different corner room with different corner windows. 

     All of this information is important. She tracks each light and mentally marks each sleeping person. She anxiously fiddles with the crowbar in her hands as she concentrates. She applies a bending motion to it, and then a reverse flexing motion, though it does not bend. There. The last light, his insomniac sister’s, has gone out.  Read more »

From Riches to Rags [mf] [kidnapping] [knife play] [humiliation] [degradation] [pain play] [anal play] [pony girl]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

# Act One – Asking For Trouble

One look at Christy and anyone would agree that she had it all. The perfect job as a business associate with an annual income that was more than enough to cover bills and personal expenses ten fold. A large house with several nannies and caretakers. A faithful and attractive husband who also earned his keep, bringing in just as much as her. And last but not least, her looks were the envy of every person around her. Women wanted to be her. Men wanted to fuck her. But despite all this, she still wanted more. She yearned for that promotion that would not only set her up for the rest of her life, but have more control over every person of the company. Something she took great pleasure in. It was no secret she looked down on anyone she didn’t think lived up to her idea of perfection, and that was practically everyone. So it was no surprise that she jumped at the chance when one of the executives called her for a meeting that would determine if she’d make the promotion and accelerate her career. Read more »

Sequel to my last post, dares among friends are fun [Group] [MF]

Since my last story was received so well, I thought I would share another.

In my late teens and early 20’s my parents weren’t around much so I threw a lot of parties and they had a tendency to get a little crazy. My house ended up gaining a bit of a reputation. Rumors had been circulating about crazy nights playing strip poker. I honestly don’t remember why this party was being thrown (not that we needed a reason). There were probably 15 people at this party. Not a huge party by any stretch.

We were in that school haze where we had all graduated but still lived at home. No one was 21 yet so our brains were constantly preoccupied with getting our hands on liquor, partying, and hooking up.

On this night we were partying in my basement. We were playing beer pong, playing video games, music was going, people were sneaking outside to smoke weed. We all know what parties are like lol. As the evening wore on, some people passed out, other people left, and around 1am there were about 7 of us left awake and hanging out. Read more »

The Taking [NC] [Kidnapping] [Gentle] [MF]

Taking her body was the easy part.

Several off us had gone out for drinks after work. She wasn’t a big drinker, but she agreed to come along. A little talking, some joking, some flirting … and I talked her into a second drink – the one I’d slippped a little something in.

Pretend to be the concerned friend, offer to take her home, and that was it. She was home. My home … our home now.

No, taking her body was easy. It was taking her mind that was going to take some work.

She was so goddamn innocent. Never caused any problems at work. Blushed when someone made the slightest inappropriate joke. Rarely cursed. Never showed too much shin. Never went home with the guys that tried to talk her up.

Oh, I’m not saying she was a virgin, the “waiting for marriage” type. She’d probably been with a guy or two – probably in college, probably guys she thought she loved. But, she was the type to have only ever “made love”, and to have never really been fucked. Read more »

I’ll fetch you a towel [MF30s][Rough][Dominant]

You’re standing in the kitchen wearing a button up shirt and lace panties, you turn just in time to see my fist grip the front of your shirt. I guide you to the fridge and press you firmly against it. You see the primal look in my eyes before I tear your shirt apart with both hands, buttons clattering on the floor. A hand firmly grabs your breast, pinching your nipple between my fingers, the other sliding over your panties and brushing over your pussy. My fingertips push just a little harder against your lace covered lips and your breath quickens. My hand lets go of your breast and travels up the soft skin of your chest before wrapping around your throat. The other grabs hold of your panties and roughly pulls them downwards, exposing you. Holding you against the fridge I slip a finger inside you, your pussy already wet from anticipation. You moan as I start moving my finger in and out, getting it coated in your juices. Satisfied you are wet enough I slip a second finger inside you, causing you to gasp as I push them deep inside you. My fingers curling upwards to rub that special spot each time they slip nside you. You feel my hand constrict around your neck, the edges of your vision fading and your moans have to be forced out. My fingers now vigorously pushing deep inside you, your pussy gripping them, trying to keep them inside. You grip the edge of the fridge so tightly your knuckles turn white, then it hits you. Your body trembles, “Oh fuck” escapes your lips. A shock travels up your spine and your hips grind against my hand. A rush of warm liquid gushes over my hand as your body let’s go. I continue pleasuring your shaking body for a couple more seconds. Your juices running down your thighs and dripping off my knuckles onto the floor. I stop, your pussy still spasming around my fingers with aftershocks. Letting go of your neck, your cheeks are flushed and you clamp a hand over your mouth, aware of the mess you’ve made. Read more »

What do you get when you cross a suggested threesome with a spurned twosome? Me, eventually, all by my lonesome. [FM][Makeup Sex][Romantic, maybe?][18+]

Everyone here was 18+ at the time :)

*******************************************

I know you’ve been here; hands busy, brain on autopilot, mouth left unattended to make whatever noises it feels like. Attend then, and witness the tragic case of one such disaster, so that you might avoid a similar, painful fate for yourself.

I’ve written a pair of accounts now, which you can find pinned in a post on my profile, about my first college girlfriend, and all the trouble we got up to together. She was a riot, at the time anyway, and we spent most of that year fucking, partying, and fucking while partying. It wasn’t a sustainable lifestyle to say the least, and the unimaginably immature relationship dynamics that we mistook for stability were obviously hurdling us towards disaster.

She had a lively social calendar when we met and, as far as her friends were concerned, I was a solid supporting character in the ever-unfolding dramas of their little clique. I got along with all their boyfriends, kept up at the bar when called upon, and maintained a finely curated alternative grunge aesthetic that balanced the cast of jocks and nerds that they all dragged in tow whenever we went out. Everything about this was fairly new to me, but I was happy to ride the high of it all for as long as I could. Read more »

I (M20’s) woke up tied up by a woman (F20’s) who was trying to get back at me (BONDAGE, SLEEP PLAY) – Tess & Trevor

You’ve heard this story many times before.

Boy meets girl. Boy likes girl. Girl likes rough sex. Boy spanks her with a belt and fucks her in her sleep. Girl wants more, but boy is kind of her stepbrother? And by “kind of” I mean “definetely”. So girl can’t be with boy no matter how much she enjoys said belt-spank or sleep-fuck. Boy wants to carry on fucking, girl says no. So boy is now upset and sexually frustrated.

Ok, so maybe you didn’t hear it *many* times before.

But this is where I’m at.

I’ve tried other submissives.

I’ve tried vanilla.

I’ve tried swing clubs and kink cons.

Nothing compares to fucking Tessa while she’s fast asleep. Nothing compares to watching her cheeks go purple when I choke her. Nothing compares to her moaning while I beat her ass until it’s sparkling red. Nothing compares to her sweet pussy spitting out my load in a little creampie after I’m done with her.

Nothing compares to owning her body so completely, she forgets she hates me and starts calling me *Sir*. Or master, or daddy… or whatever the fuck I’m going for at the moment. Read more »