From swapping to cucking [MFF]

I definitely did not see my being into cucking coming. Even less did I expect to enjoy it so much. Infrequently my SO, Olivia, and I did partner swapping with our college friends, Ava and Cal.

Cal is athletic and has a pretty thick accent, which made him depending on the person you asked hotter or scary. Olivia is a petite redhead with B-Cups. Ava is blonde, wears glasses and has what amounts to C-Cups.

We only do infrequent swaps, when Cal and Ava come to visit for some reason or another. When the both of them were in town on the occasion in question it was rather short-notice and unexpected and I was caught in a work function I couldn’t drop out of.

Until now whenever we had play time, we preferred to keep the swapping to separate rooms whenever it happened, as we agreed knowing and seeing would be different things.

We had agreed that Olivia could play with Cal and Ava, while I was caught at work. When their call came they would be in town on short notice. I didn’t really mind. At first somehow I did not however think of the possibility of them having a threesome. This changed however during the day, as the possibility came to my mind and I wanted to join or at least see for the first time in my life, how Olivia got it on with Cal and Ava.

Mistress Goddess Sodomizes Her Slave

Mistress Goddess was standing behind me in her [latex dress](http://shop.femdoming.com/sexy_clothes/kitten_dress_w-flounce_o-s.html). I was suspended on my back on a swing and my leash around my neck that led back to my Mistress’ hand. My legs splayed wide as the sweat dripped down Mistress’ tan ass. Her tits flopped out and pointed forward. I could not get away and she swung me back and forth. She had her 9 inch [big black cock](http://shop.femdoming.com/strap-on/fetish_fantasy_8_hollow_strap_on_brown.html) deep in my rectum. “You love this don’t you slave, riding this big black cock, all stuffed up your asshole.” I screamed as she stabbed my ass. “What a good slave taking this big rubber dick like this.” She bent over near my face and thrust her hips, as her tits brushed my chest. She looked in my eyes, kissed me and drove her tongue into my mouth.

Then, she pulled away and spoke directly to me. “I love my little perverted slave, taking your ass like this, you have to do what I want here.” She slowed her thrusts. “Whatever I want goes,” she said purring. “I can make love to this little hole of yours.” Her movements slowed. “This isn’t love though, I only care about me getting off. Your job is just to take this dick up your ass while I massage my clit.” She grabbed her nipples.

who blushes prettier while being shamed

I and Laila were squatted on our knees between Nogard’s legs, his erect manhood inches away from our lips. In spite of the humiliation we were just subjected to, I can smell Laila’s swelling wetness, mingling with Nogard’s stronger fragrance. Laila had come a long way since she had protested: “We are exogeologists, not your playbots.” Her body was oiled with sweat, breasts pinched red, nipples tweaked hard, and girl-blossom spread open. Her hair was piled up—letting a few strands flow free, while her cheeks were gleaming with his spilled nectar.

My rear was sore but my body, too, achingly remembered his lingering fingers on my girl-flower when I was crouching on all fours in front of him.

A siren blared, followed by a toneless female voice: “Verpa is entering the orbit. Ten minutes to land on Gamorroh.”

He lifted up our eager faces by our chins.

“I wanted to test who blushes prettier while being shamed,” he said with amusement, “the winner would have received the ‘great honour.’ But we’ll have to postpone the competition for now. Get ready for the hike.”

Chapter 2: A Free Use Society Takes Power in America. Ashlee’s journey begins

Ashlee woke up disoriented at The Academy. She vaguely remembered arriving, signing stacks of paperwork and then being rushed into a medical center for her procedures. Now she laid alone in a hospital bed in a large room with dozens of empty beds.

She looked down at her chest. Her implants were huge, at least double Ds. Her tits were just a little too big for her petite frame. They weren’t comically sized, but they were big and perky and would send a clear message to men that they were enhanced to be used for their pleasure.

A corset was laced up tightly around her petite waist. She picked up a hand mirror next to her bed. Her lips were now big and plump. Her eyebrows and lashes were enhanced to make her more perfect and feminine.

Ashlee was scared, overwhelmed and tired. Her head was foggy and felt drugged. For days she slipped in and out of her drug-induced sleep. She had flashes of doctors and men in suits surrounding her bed. She remembered moments of these men fondling her new breasts, slapping her face with their stiff dicks and the feeling of hot cum being sprayed across her limp, helpless body. Sometimes she thought it was just a horrible nightmare, but then she’d wake to her undressed body covered in dried semen.

The Submissive Professor (26)

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Back at the apartment, Mistress Chloe orders me to shower, then join her in the living room. However, she allows me to take my time in the bathroom. This is a rare occasion because usually she times my showers. I gradually regain my strength under the hot water and my mind tries to make sense of what just happened, forcing me to admit to myself that I liked what happened to me. I loved being offered to these young women and to this man and liked being an object of pleasure, a sex toy for everyone to use. A used submissive straight out of the some of the [femdom stories](http://femdoming.com/fiction/femdom-student/femdom-student-submissive-professor-25/) I use to read. The humiliation, the pain, the perversity of these unique moments brought me to the edge of an orgasm. More cerebral than physical. And it’s a new world for me. Like a new release. A higher stage in my submission at the feet of my Mistresses.

[MFF] Foggy Bottom Doggy Bottom Success

Foggy Bottom Doggy Bottom Success

I was surprised that there are so many married couples in Washington DC with dead bedrooms so I found a married couple who wanted to reignite their sexual relationship with me and my kinks! I felt like a slutty therapist! S(husband) and Y(wife) reached out and were very eager to save their marriage! I’m a Domme so it turns me on to see people submit to my demands quickly without question. I told him to put on a pair of his wife’s panties to show me he was committed to doing whatever I requested. I told the wife to not wear any panties to our afternoon meet and greet. I don’t trust people who can’t follow simple vetting directions!

We first met at the Rye Bar for cocktails to feel each other out. They talked about their private issues and how they were willing to do anything to break their dead bedroom funk. We exchanged blood work to make sure we were clean because safety first! After we got loosened up from our first round, I asked him to flash me what undies he was wearing under his suit as this is my vetting process to know you really want to obey me. It was a hot pink color that contrasted his chocolate abs. Y flashed her pussy and I knew this was the right couple for me.

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The doorbell rang and I took a deep, calming breath. I think I was more nervous than my wife was, that day. MY wife was still in the bedroom getting ready, so I got up and went to the door, looking through the peephole. It’s exactly who I thought it would be, so I opened the door and greeted our guest. “Hello!” I said, a bit too enthusiastically, and the man jumped for a moment.

“Uh, hey.” The guy said, looking past me and into the house, “I think I might have the wrong house.” He was a large black man, maybe 6’6’’ with short hair. He seemed to be uncomfortable in our well-to-do neighborhood, and shifted his feet nervously.

“Nope. This is the place!” I put out my hand and he took it, shaking, and I let him into the house. Closing the door behind me, I ran ahead of him to the bedroom and knocked on the door, “Oh honey! Our guest is here!”

I heard several things fall over in the bedroom, it sounded like makeup or whatever other things she keeps in our en suite, and heard her stutter out “One second!”I turned and rolled my eyes at the guest “women” I mouthed and made my way to the kitchen.

Valentine’s Hotwife [MFM]

(This is a repost as I didn’t mean to delete)

I learned of this couple when they posted an ad in my neighborhood looking for a F/MF/M. Taking a look at their post history (nearly 40K in upvote history over six months), I nearly forgot to send them a message. I could have scrolled through their photos for hours and been happy. She was gorgeous and (my impressions from her photos) had the perfect curves. Pretty tan (found out later how much they travel), a cute face (from what you could make out; a cute chin at any rate) and absolutely remarkable breasts. One of the things she asked me later was “Are you a tits man or an ass man?” Normally, I’m a tits man. But I don’t have a preference to size or shape. Hers though…my God, they might take the cake. Large (not sure the size, once she tells me I’ll update!), and her nipples were pierced, and in one of the videos they’d posted her husband massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples hard…that was one vid I watched over and over.

The Three Domme Night: Part 3[femdom][violence][piercing][tattoos][castration][femdom]

Ciarra stood in front of me, narrowed eyes and a devilish grin. I saw that she held a roll of what seemed like black electrical tape in her hand. I wondered what use she could possibly have for it, and my quandary was answered the moment it entered my mind.

“Time to get comfortable in this chair,” Ciarra gestured to the desk chair that still sat in the far corner of the room. “You’re going to be there quite a while.”

Not knowing what to expect, and falling deeper into submission, I hopped off of the bed. I darted across the room and sat down in the chair without hesitation. Of the three of these women, Ciarra frightened me the most. She had frightened me before they had taken me captive. I had seen her around campus and for the most part she was quiet and spoke only to her two friends. But, on occasion, I would see her screaming at some poor student that must have somehow wronged her. She would go on seemingly random tirades about feminism and how useless men are to society. I had turned on my heels and scurried in the opposite direction more than once as I came across one of her aggressive, public lectures.