3 lovers and a servant [MF] [BDSM] [Fdom]

She heard the doorbell as she was lounging in her chair, the leather creaking softly as she put down her book and got to her feet. Heading out into the hall she made sure to grab her riding crop before coming to a halt at her door. She could only see the top of his head through the door spy so she let him sweat a little as she counted the cars that drove by on the road behind him. She counted up to 3 cars on the quiet suburban street before she finally opened the door for him.

He was on his knees in front of the door and staring down at her knee high leather pumps, she had to give him credit for his restraint when he managed to not look up at her even after seeing those. She stood silently in the doorway as he sat on his knees on the hard ground with his hands behind his back. Nodding to herself she placed the riding crop on his shoulder and pushed it down firmly. He bent down obediently and kissed her feet.

The Hotel Room [Gangbang] [Bondage] [D/s] [Rough]

Not my first story, but my first time posting. Hope you all enjoy.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not really. It had just been a joke. Well, not a joke, but a fantasy. There are two types of fantasy, the things you want to explore and experiment with in real life and the other ones… the darker ones. The ones that get you off because they are taboo and forbidden. That’s what this one had been and Sarah couldn’t believe Matt was doing this to her.

She looked up at him from the bed as he sat in the corner of the room on his phone, not paying attention to her as she tried to talk to him, to work out if he’d been joking about what he said he was doing once her wrists were tightly bound to the headboard.

She hadn’t resisted when he did that because she wanted him to tie her up and use her roughly, especially as he’d booked them into a hotel for the night. She was expecting rough and kinky, but this was something else. He had been aggressive with her, more than usual even for him. Calling her a fuck toy, a piece of meat as the rope cut into her wrists. Then he dropped the bombshell.

Husband’s buddy marks his territory [MF]

I sat kneeling on the bathroom floor with Dan and my husband standing over me. Dan’s manhood was still wagging at me, rock hard.

“You know what I should do?” Asked Dan. My husband and I both looked at him. Dan smiled at me, winked, and looked back to my husband. “I’m gonna mark her.”

“What?” My husband asked dumbly.

“Yeah, buddy. Now that you got your nut off, my gonna stamp this bitch as mine.”

Dan seized his cock with a vice grip and started pumping his hose. “Open your mouth, woman, and look me in the eye.”

I obeyed.

Dan beat his meat inches from my face.

“Buddy, I’m gonna cum on your wife’s face and tits. You got that?” My husband stood silently.

Dan looked down at me. “Bitch, you ready to be owned?”

I stared at Dan with my mouth open. I was going numb again. I’d never had a guy cum on me and was suddenly unsure what I was getting myself into.

Slap!

I felt a round circle of warmth on my cheek were Dan had whopped me with the huge, hot head of his cock. “I asked you a question, woman.”

‘A Complicated Affair: Redux’ [mF, Anal, Cheating, Cuckold & D/s] (7,500+ Words)

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**A COMPLICATED AFFAIR: VOLUME ONE**

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**| Table of Contents:**

> * *Plot Summary*

> * *Introduction*

> * **One:** *’as_requested.jpg’*

> * **Two:** *’An Aversion to Small Talk’*

> * **Three:** *’Susan’s Only Rule’*

> * **Four:** *’Quasi-Religious Encounters’*

> * **Five:** *’Removing the Safety Seal’*

> * **Six:** *’Loophole’*

> * **Seven:** *’Second Virginity’*

> * **Eight:** *’Instant Replay’*

> * **Nine:** *’The Close Call’*

> * **Ten:** *’Bottled & Corked’*

> * **Eleven:** *’Developing a New Routine’*

> * **Twelve:** *’Unpleasant Formalities’*

> * **Thirteen:** *’The Incident’*

> * **Fourteen:** *’Confession(s)’*

> * **Fifteen:** *’An Alarming Blur of Events’*

> * *Afterword*

> * *Uncensored Story Tags*

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**| Plot Summary:**

A young man’s affair with a middle-aged hairdresser is complicated, after her husband learns of his wife’s severe betrayal.

Expect a story with a strong sense of acceleration and consequence, sustained across multiple chapters. There’s a handful of twists that you — *hopefully* — won’t see coming…

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**| Introduction:**

The Machine, Part 2: Twins [FFM][Twincest][Humiliation][Lactation][Fdom][Massive Cock]

[FFM][Twincest][Humiliation][Lactation][Fdom][Massive Cock]

Previously Established Characters:

Brad, the cum machine. 23. He is tall, muscular, handsome. He has a huge cock and produces massive cum loads. His personality is unexceptional.

Clarissa, the cum lover. She is short, petite, fit. Cream colored skin. Black hair, buzzcut. Face piercings and dark make up. Her personality is dominant and controlling. She has a cum fetish and she is attracted to men.

THE MACHINE, PART II: TWINS

Brad had been seeing Clarissa for a few months now. Their relationship wasn’t exclusive, and it was almost entirely sexual, despite the fact that they had never actually had sex. However, in recent weeks it was starting to develop into something more friendly. Initially, Clarissa had somewhat discouraged Brad to even talk to her, preferring to use him for his body. She refused to meet him anywhere outside her bedroom. Recently, however, she had been having full conversations with him, and had been inviting him to go on errands with her. She was always condescending, and often Brad got the distinct feeling that she was trying to train him in some way.

Traded [mf]

Part of being a sub and freeuse is to do what you’re told. Don’t question, just be a good girl. I always try to remember that.

Monday morning, daddy and I did our normal routine and when he left, he said my friend (poker buddy) would be by for some fun. This made me excited. I like the poker buddy more than daddy at times.

Later when he got there, I open the door to let him in but he doesn’t want to stay. He gives me some gym shorts and a shirt and tells me to get dressed. Daddy already gave him a bag of my stuff, I was moving out but didn’t know it yet.

We get in his car and I try to figure out what’s going on. He asks me how much of a sub I am. I told him I do whatever is needed to keep my master happy. He calls daddy on the phone in the car so I can hear. When he picks up, daddy asks if he (poker friend) has me. He tells me yes and daddy tells me I’m moving in with him and no questions. Then he hangs up the phone.

ROOKIE COP CAPTURED BY WHORES !!! [str8] [Fdom] [Reverse Gangbang] [NC] [BD] [Huml] [Blkmail] [oral] [StrapOn]

Officer Dan responding to a call from Angela (a police dispatcher), saw them in front of the alley, congregating again.

*Jesus, these hookers are like cockroaches; you just can’t get rid of them* he thought to himself as he turned on the red & blue lights of his patrol car.

Dan thought about calling it in, but decided against it; he wasn’t very well liked by his fellow cops these days. Nothing good would come from mentioning this to dispatch.

Officer Rosita, his former partner had just been assigned desk duty, pending an investigation thanks to testimony that Officer Dan had provided to Internal Affairs. *Bitch is lucky I didn’t file a sexual harassment charge against her too for all of her little comments and groping.*

Stepping out of his cruiser, Officer Dan was an imposing figure 6’2”, lean bicyclist’s build with classic Italian features (dark curly hair, dark complexion and eyebrows that were a tad too thick).

“OK ladies, you know the drill. Vacate the area or I’ll run you in.” Dan said to the streetwalkers as he approached them. *Diverse group tonight* Dan thought as he looked the whores over; it was a mishmash of big hair, weaves, long nails, mini-skirts, thigh high boots, high heels, spandex and booty shorts that were one or two sizes too small.

[MF] [Oral] Forgive Me, Father, For I Have Sinned

*Bivona, Sicily, 1963. August.*

You splash water in your face, run the razor one last time over your jawline and then put it away in its delicate, silk-inlaid box. The sun is already high and warm on the morning sky, and you revel in the sensation of it caressing your skin as you walk naked back into your spartan bedroom. Clothes, black on black, are laid on out on the dresser; the frock hangs separately on its hanger, the last thing you will don before venturing out to tend to your flock.

Socks first; you revel in your own nudity, and is loathe to restrict what is, unarguably, a pretty impressive member. In its current state, the last of the morning glory fading, it swings heavy and semi-hard between your thighs, with the soft sack a nice, plump handful underneath. You let the sun roast your tan skin for a few seconds more before reaching down and pulling on your trousers, the soft, black slacks nestling around your muscular thighs and firm buttocks with a reassuring tightness. You might be a priest, but no one can deny that you look good. Damn good.

Mei Goes to Dave & Busters; [FFFFM][Fdom][Msub][cbt][growth][huml][raceplay][self-buk][nc][bdsm]

I’ve been told that I’m a company woman to the death, and that it wasn’t necessarily a compliment or an insult. I work long, hard hours, and take my work home with me when I can. I always think two steps ahead of my supervisors, and find new, efficient ways to do my work. God forbid I ever catch anyone stealing supplies here and there; even if someone so much as opens the supply closet without leaving a form with me will receive the full, unabated, righteous fury of the company, and clean out their desks by 4pm.

I’ve been told that I have a Napoleona complex: since I’m small, slim, flat chested with no butt, I secretly feel inferior to everyone, and I have to overcompensate. The person who told me that got fired a week later for completely unrelated reasons, I hear. Missing supplies ended up in his desk or something or other. It is true that I am the smallest person in the office. Some people even say that I look like someone’s angsty teenaged daughter, what with the “radical” pixie cut that I wear.

Stretching powers of the TSA – Part 1 [Long] [MMF] [anal] [fist] [huml] [Mdom] [nc] [oral] [raceplay]

Indignant outrage, followed by claims of refusing to back down under the guise of standing for civil liberties… and then eventually running out of muster and caving to whatever is most profitable for those who make the decisions – the same pattern that can be seen again and again, and was exactly the thing that led to many Middle Eastern countries granting American TSA agents jurisdiction to screen passengers in foreign airports for any flights going to the US. The tradeoff being that the electronics ban would then be lifted (returning the lost revenue from business-class customers who were forced to choose other airlines if they wanted to be able to be productive during their flight).

 

It was only a few weeks after this change that Tahira was flying back home to the States with a few friends after a holiday to Dubai. The screening process had been longer than ever before, but to her surprise, she was actually allowed through fairly quickly unlike almost all of the people of Middle Eastern, South Asian, or African decent that she saw go before her who were put through extensive searches and questioning by overly rude and entitled TSA agents who only spoke English and seemed to expect anyone passing through their gates (in Dubai) to be able to do so perfectly also.