Slave to a Sinful Empire: Part I [fantasy, slave, spanking, some bondage, M/F and F/F]

Slave to a Sinful Empire

by Citizen Sade

Part I: The Slave and the Master

Annie Archer gasped as the leather strap stung her perky cheeks, leaving its pink stripe across her pale round bottom. Fyrio grinned in his wolfish way. “That’s what you get,” he said through his teeth, leaving another pink mark with a crisp snap of leather, “for being such a bad little slut!” Another snap, another reddening stripe across the perfect white ass. Then, unable to resist any longer, he set aside the strap and struck the pale flesh smartly with his hand, one cheek and then the other vibrating deliciously beneath his blows. “Such a bad little slave,” he muttered, squeezing roughly and then spanking again, as goosebumps prickled Annie’s soft skin in the open air.

She knew better than to struggle or squirm on his lap. She had done nothing to deserve this spanking, but she knew Fyrio didn’t need a reason except his own perverse desires. She gritted her teeth and held back her tears, knowing they would only please her wicked master more. Her pretty, freckled face was scrunched up against the pain, and her red braids swung gently with each smack. She endured, and only hoped he wouldn’t make her…

Me and my “work wife”, Chapter 2. [M27,F24]

So ladies and gentlemen Chapter 2 is here. My work wife and I had a great few weeks at work flirting and alluding to our last encounter. We sent some dirty texts back and fourth, but we never actually talked about what happened. That is until Christmas Eve at work when I asked her with a smirk if she got me a present. She replied with, "Only if you wrapped up mine." A great shiver went down my spine at the reference to me not having a condom the last time.

We texted all day Christmas in anticipation of the upcoming work gathering. A good mutual work friend of ours was leaving and wanted to have a day after Christmas party.

I went into work Saturday afternoon after time at home to catch up on some work that I had missed due to the holidays. I arrived at the office around 12:45. At around 2 I got a text message from the work wife, (if you missed it in the earlier story I'm calling her Amanda.) Saying that I should "forget the condoms." I was confused at first wondering if she was backing out, or changed her mind about the extra fun. "I haven't bought them yet." Innocent enough lie I thought, even though I had bought them the night of our first encounter. She replied, "good I have a surprise for tonight." We texted a little more about work and the get together later that night.

I’m back: Sex with a church girl on a church ski trip [m/f]

Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. (New stories will come I promise). Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.

The experience that turned me on to my slutty side [FFFMMMM]

Me: 18
Travis: 22
Janet: 19
Sam: 24
Charlie: 24
Tim: 28

I was dating a guy, Travis, who I wasn't very into or very attracted to, but we had fun together and I liked his friend group, which consisted of a handful of super attractive black dudes. So, the opposite of my bf of the time. One night we all got drunk and I had on a button down shirt. I kept undoing the buttons because I wanted one particular guy to see my breasts. I'm a 38E cup, so they attract a lot of attention, even covered. Travis kept getting upset at me for unbuttoning my shirt and eventually another girl, Janet, came over to help. She was about 5'3", chubby, European immigrant, and as she was doing my buttons for me, she said, "If it was up to me, this shirt would be off cause you're hot as fuck."

Game time.

Our best anniversary yet

Okay. So my wife and I celebrated our 8 year anniversary this past month. She said she wanted to give me a hot surprise for the occasion. My wife is not the most adventurous type so I was very excited to hear this. She can be a bit naughty when she wants to be. So I decided to give her a surprise of my own. I found a two guys online that looked like they could help me give my wife a good "present"

My wife and I were off for the day and she tells me that she has booked us a room at a local hotel. I was presently surprised when she told me to give her a two hour head start so she could " be ready". I helped her back her bags and just happened to notice a rather large bag filled with Dildos and lube. Luckily for me she didn't notice and proceeded to gather the rest of her overnight bag. She kissed me goodbye and whispered " I hope you are ready" in a sexy tone that I have never heard her use before. I almost blew my load in the doorway only imagining what she had in store, but I could almost guarantee that my surprise was better.

Revenge sex with theif’s GF in McDonalds playground. [m/f]

So this happened quite a while ago when i was a young and reckless youth. I was hanging with my mate and was about to go smoke weed with his friends (who i hadn't met) so i was trying to be real nice and even shouted one of them a drink. We get to smoking and turns out it's legals which really fuck you up, being my first time on legals i end up greening out (passing out) and wake up about 30min later with $40 missing from my wallet. Not long after one of the group members returns having shouted everyone maccas even though he's known to be a cheapskate with no money. I accuse him of stealing my money but he denies it and runs off.

Celebrating [m]y 21st birthday

Dear GoneWildStories, I have been a long time lurker of this subreddit, but I have finally decided to share one of the hottest, but morally questionable, moments of my life. This happened at the beginning of this year during my junior year of college.

I had just turned 21 over winter break, and was eagerly looking forward to the first weekend back on campus, hundreds of miles away from parents, to celebrate the first day I could legally drink. Of course, my girlfriend's friend also had a birthday over winter break, and our mutual group of friends planned on having a small party for her on Friday. I was okay with celebrating mine the same day, but this girl wanted the whole day for herself, and therefore my party was moved to Saturday. I wasn't too happy with the changes, but ah well, I could live with it as long as my girlfriend and my close friends who were attending this party would save their livers for my party too.

Mid-Ball Delight [M/F]

(When I speak about my college in this story, I'm talking about my college of Oxford University. Essentially, it's a collection of student residence buildings but also a social centre for members of that college, so the main building contains a dining hall, function hall, student rooms, bar, etc. This becomes relevant later.)

It was the biggest ball of term – black tie, of course. I took my time getting ready. Mind you, he wouldn't be there; this was just for me. A tiny cocktail dress followed by a slightly longer blazer. Hair up elegantly. Done.

I left my room and walked carefully downstairs in my heels, already hearing the jazz coming from the hall. Befriending the person handing out champagne ending up being a good decision and, half a bottle in, I was ready to dance. Before that, though, my friends pulled me in for a group photo and posted it on Facebook.

I danced for an hour, then went to the bar for a drink. While I was waiting I checked my phone. There was a text from him: “You look delicious.” I was turned on right away, but ignored my body long enough to get a G & T. Sipping it, I watched the posh boys dance under old chandeliers and decided against replying to him over text.

Have Yourself a Kinky, Little Christmas: Part Two [MF][BDSM]

Tugging Reins: Part Two

By the time the actual munch started, Chris actually felt pretty okay about the whole thing. Couldn’t quite remember why he’d been so nervous before. He sat up at the head table with the mods. Talked with a bunch of new people. Even laughed and had a good time with Danielle.

He fiddled with his glasses before looking at her as she talked with another woman—a blond bombshell who looked like something out of Mad Men. It was like seeing Danielle for the first time. As if he’d never really gotten a good look at her before now.

Sure, Danielle was brazen, cocksure and full of swagger, but it was less grating outside of Cover To Cover. Out of the smock, her confidence was intriguing. Attractive, in the most basic sense. People were attracted to her. They were drawn to her.

He blinked, feeling her pull as well.

He realized that the feeling was familiar, as if he’d been experiencing it for awhile now and not ever really recognizing it. Never fully feeling its strength.