24 [F] GF exploring cuckolding for first time

Hello! I just want to introduce myself and start writing out the story of how my GF and I are progressing into exploring cuckolding. I am 27 and she is 24, and we have been together for about 5 years now. I am your typically “type A” personality who has been sexually submissive for as long as I can remember, and because of this, we have had somewhat of a femdom bedroom where my GF is dominant over me.

This eventually led to me bringing up cuckolding to her a few years ago, and to my surprise, she was more intrigued than negatively shocked by it. Since then, we have incorporated cuckolding as a theme in our sex life, though we have not gone all the way with it yet. She likes to tease me about guys she finds attractive, and we have slowly been increasing the discussion to the point where we would like to try it at some point soon. We generally aren’t comfortable playing locally as we want to keep this private, so a lot of our “plans” are based on us taking vacations and finding opportunities to bring it to reality. So that is a brief introduction, and am welcome to questions if anyone has any.

[C] Cyberpunk: A Humiliating Hacking [M 20’s] [F 20’s] [Molestation/rape] [Mind control] [Femdom]

[Features: Humiliation, small penis humiliation, cyberpunk, brain hacking, post orgasm torture, rape and molestation, premature ejaculation, female masturbation]

Cassandra, or as everyone actually called her, Cassy, was a bit of an odd duck. She had grown up in the System and that had most certainly not helped anything, moving from one bad home to the next and sometimes living in modern orphanages called Foster Care housing. Either way, it had helped her quickly get use to what everyone felt sooner or later. Power Disparity.

The Club’s music was loud and the lights were strobing enough to give a regular man a seizure.

That was a healthy part of the why. Why the way she was the way she was. But it wasn’t the whole story. Sure, a shitty childhood growing up, being helpless, was a strong part of it. But it wasn’t everything. Here in Cyber City (renamed from Franklin City due to the mayor having extraordinarily bad taste), and most of the surviving planet by now, the Power disparity was insane. One poor man could starve and die on the streets and another man with money could augment himself to be able to withstand high caliber bullets and think at 10x the speed of a normal human. And that was without getting into the really high tech level individuals.

Daddy and his cum slut train the new coach. [free use] [sports massage] [maledom] [femsub] [malesub] [age gap] [humiliation] [threesome] [corruption kink] .

Part 1. The new coach

“Shit.”

I was already running late to class, and now there was an accident up ahead. I nervously checked the clock. My fitness coach, Adam, was a stickler for punctuality. Any more than 10 minutes late and he wouldn’t allow me in. I wondered how many blow jobs I’d have to promise for him to break a gym rule for me. Nowhere was he more dominating or demanding of obedience than at his gym.

Finally traffic started moving. I got to the gym, parked, and hastily made my way inside.

“You’re LATE, L. Get to work on your warmup. 500 meters, rower. Now.”

This was not off to a great start.

As I rowed and sweat began to build on my forehead, Adam came over between barking orders at other clients. He knelt beside me.

“Everything good baby girl? You came in in a rush”

“Just traffic. I’m good, Coach.”

“Ok good. Then I’m going to push you today. Your ankle sprain is looking better and we need to regain ground on your squats” he said with a grin.

The Office Boss [22F/38M] [Noncon] [Age Gap] [Humiliation]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*This is The Book of Florence Volume II: The Office Boss. If you liked this, please consider checking out the full series on GumRoad or Amazon Kindle.*

I had started a new position as Secretary to the CEO of a prestigious financial company and was excited to receive my welcome email. But the instructions said I needed to wear the uniform they sent me. I held up the sheer white blouse and tight pencil skirt, confused.

My grades from high school hadn’t been great and I had barely passed college – despite letting Mr. Miller take my regular and anal virginity, I had still just managed to scrape by. My parents always said I made up for what I lacked in academics with buckets of enthusiasm and I guess they were right. In the job interview, I felt sure I had mucked up every question but my eagerness to do a good job must have come through. That, and the look the CEO gave me was the same as Mr. Miller. I briefly wondered if I should worry about that but quickly put it aside; this was a fresh start and I didn’t want to get on anyone’s bad side by making assumptions.

M42 F18 Visiting her boyfriend’s house over the weekend (part 2/?) (groping, blowjob, dub-con, age gap)

Kelsey floated by herself in the pool, her head clouded with the events that seemed to last for hours and yet were probably only a few minutes. His fingers on her ankle, crawling up her leg, to her thigh… she closed her eyes and squeezed her legs shut, feeling her pussy throb with tension and desire. His hand was so close to her, just a few more seconds, and it would have been between her legs, stroking her, making her feel… wanted… desired.

She paddled her way back to the edge of the pool breathing heavily. Once she pulled herself out, she dried her smooth, pale legs free from the water and wrapped the towel around her waist. Alice opened the sliding glass door that led to the kitchen and called out to her. “Kelsey! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the pool. Jack said you found your way in.” The older woman stepped outside, followed by Mr. Miller. He stood behind her with a small, smirking grin on his face as Alice placed her hands on Kelsey’s shoulders with a wide, happy expression.

“Oh my god, you’re so cute. Bill is such a lucky kid,” Alice said, and pulled Kelsey into a hug.

Window Cleaners Did Me Dirty [18yo girl, humiliation, cucumber]

I was brutally tired after the party and went straight back to sleep. Dylan was following me the entire evening wanting to get me to to sleep with him. But I am no whore so I just provoked him the whole time asking him what he likes about me. He said he likes my dirty blond hair, my athletic figure and when he was more drunk, he said that I have unusually large and well formed tits for an 18 year old. That was when I quietly disappeared and went home to sleep.

I always sleep naked in the summer and tonight was no different. What I totally forgot about was the crew of windows cleaners who were supposed to be working on our building since the next morning.

When I opened my eyes I saw 2 guys standing behind my bedroom window in the 15th floor on a cleaning platform, looking at me and salivating! One of them was holding a smartphone presumably taking pictures!

I screamed stupidly and covered myself up with a blanket. They were both dressed in blue workers clothes. One was short with pronounced beer belly in his 40s and the other slightly younger, tall and thin but hideously strong looking.

[FM] part 4 with Madison

Madison and I were laying comfortably together, not talking,  just listening to each other breath.  I couldn’t help but look her up an down. She was just flawless. The quiet comfortable was broken at the washing machine rang out its dumb little song.  I thought it would never stop, funny, I’d never really noticed it before. Madison started to stir beside me. “I think the washer is done” she said as she sat up. “I can go switch it to the dryer real quick, I’ll be right back” I told her as I slipped off the side of the bed. She hopped off the other side as I stood.  “Do you have an old shirt or something I could wear?” She asked.  “I’m sure I can find something” I replied as I headed to the closet.  Finding a soft and comfortable button up flannel I retrieved it and carried it to her. “This should suffice I think” I smiled handing it too her.

Hello kiddies! It’s the Kink Keeper, bringing you another story full of sex and scares. Our tale is about a vampire girl and her love of bad boys, specifically one who always shows her a “devil” of a time! Grab your favorite ghoul and enjoy… Me and the Devil Blues! [BDSM] [Mf] [Supernatural]

My Sweet Satan: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

by Dmitri Storm

Dorota lay in her coffin, playing with her cunt and whispering soft prayers to her Count, her Master, her God. Her fingers caused her labia piercings to pull at her flesh, making sweet music, the music of church bells. Her sisters found her “meditations” to be strange, but she didn’t care. They didn’t understand the Count the way she did.

Dorota had always been what the other people in her village called “odd”. She talked to the trees, the squirrels, to fairies, to angels, and claimed they talked back. When she passed the age that people stopped calling it an overactive imagination and started calling it being touched in the head, her parents started to worry. They tried herbs, they tried prayer, they tried a doctor and a wise woman, they tried locking her in a room for a week, nothing seemed to work. When Dorota began to act out sexually, they began to do more than worry.

My brother turned me into his sex slave. [Incest role play sex slave fantasy]

When I was a freshman, my parents left on a business trip. When they left, my brother, a senior was put in complete control. They blocked my number and told my brother that if he called when no one was in the hospital or jail, they’d ground him for a year and take his phone. My brother has always been weird towards me. He touches me a lot, and I thought I saw him outside my shower a couple times, but he told me I was crazy. The second they left, he walked over to me and pushed me against the wall. “Alright, whore, I’m in charge now, so do as I order. No questions, no speaking, just obey. Hand over your clothes. All of them.” I was so shocked I followed his orders without thinking. I stripped off my shirt and skirt and handed them to him, but then hesitated. “Well, slut? Heaven knows you were excited to tease me earlier when you kept wearing those slutty outfits.” I flinched as he grabbed me and roughly turned me around. He pushed my tits against the wall so my ass was sticking out, stepped to one side for better access, and spanked me. Hard. I screamed, jolting against the wall. It burned, but as the pain subsided, I felt… almost… horny? This was my brother! Assaulting me! I can’t be excited about this. I was wrenched from my thoughts by another slap. I shrieked again, horrified to hear a moan mixed in. My brother paused. “Oh my fucking god. No way. You’re such a fucking whore, this is turning you on, isn’t it? You’d fuck anything that moves, wouldn’t you? So desperate for something to fill you up, I’ll bet you wear a dildo to school.” I had, how did he know? “You fucking slut, you have? You’re fucking begging to be turned into a perfect slave for me aren’t you? A slutty cumdump.” Shit. I’d said that out loud. He spanked me one more time, and I made a noise more moan than scream. Then he said, “You also get a punishment for talking.” He landed 5 more hits, rapid fire, on my ass. I screamed and screamed until the fire on my ass faded to arousal. I was so ashamed to be liking this. He ripped my panties off, then the bra. He dragged me to the couch where he felt underneath the cushions and brought out a spreader bar. He chuckled at my shocked expression and explained, “Turns out mom and dad are pretty kinky. This whole house is a sex dungeon if you just know where to look.” Oh shit. I wondered if our rooms fit into that. He grabbed my ankle and I snapped back to reality. I kicked hard. He let go and stood up, towering over me. He grabbed my shoulders, pressed me into the couch, and sat on top of me, facing away. I could feel his bulge pressing against the top of my thigh. How big was he? It kinda made me wet. No, no, bad girl. Not allowed, this is not hot, it’s rape. He pinned my legs, and, one at a time, locked me into the spreader. He stood up, turned around, and surveyed the view. “There, was that so hard? What a slutty little display. Bet you’d love being spread out like this for the whole school.” I whimpered. He grabbed my hands and pulled some twine out of his pocket, turned me around, and bound my hands behind my back, he picked up the ruined panties he’d ripped off me earlier and shoved them into my mouth until I gagged. Then he dropped me face up onto the couch. He admired his handiwork: my hair was a mess, my eyeliner was running, my nipples were hard, my pussy was open and displayed and fucking dripping, and I was wincing from my freshly spanked ass being pressed against the rough couch. He pulled out his phone and snapped a photo. He said, “Say something if I shouldn’t send this to my friends.” I whimpered and tried to talk, but I couldn’t around the gag in my mouth. “So you want me to? What a fucking whore.” He tapped at his phone, then knelt down and snapped more pictures of me a different angles, even flipping me over to show my abused ass. I whimpered, but couldn’t struggle bound as I was. “Oh cool, they’re coming over!” I panicked and turned my head to look at him, shaking it frantically. “Oh slut, you don’t get to make that decision. I own you. It’s my choice who sees your slutty pussy. If you object to them coming over here, I could always walk you over to each of their houses.” I stopped shaking my head. As horrifying as this was, it would be worse if the whole town saw my humiliation. He sat next to me, as I was laying with my face smashed into the couch. He grabbed my ass, and idly groped me, slapping lightly as he scrolled away on his phone. With every slap, I flinched and tried to buck away, but could only press against the couch. Eventually, the doorbell rang. Two boys walked in as my brother opened the door. They had i quiet conversation by the doorway that I couldn’t hear. As they were finishing, the doorbell rang and the other one walked in. They talked for a while, before moving over to me. One pulled me off the couch and against him. He ground his already hard dick against my ass as I whimpered and squeaked at the pain. “Shut up, slut,” he muttered, rotating me and bending me over to spank me twice before pulling me back into the original. The others had been watching, but now moved in. I was so humiliated, on display and just a plaything for four senior boys. They groped my tits, spanked my ass, pulled my nipples until I screamed through my gag, all while I got wetter and wetter. I was literally dripping down my thighs. Eventually, they took me into my own room and each took a hole, with the last either yanking my nipples or slapping my ass, depending on what position I was in. I was used over an over, always having at least two cocks in me, for the next three hours. The first time I came, they made fun of me, called me a slut and a whore, and wiped it on my face. The second, third, and fourth times, they ignored it and kept pounding into me. At some point, they unbound my hands and feet and took out the gag. They left me there, dripping with cum, unable to move, shaking. After my brother saw them out, he came back in. He took all my bras, and told me I wouldn’t be wearing them anymore, then asked where I keep my dildos. I couldn’t muster up the energy to survive another punishment, so I just told him they were in my closet. He took those too. When I woke up the next morning, I got dressed like normal and went downstairs to see my brother pouring milk into his cereal. He looked me up and down and told me to take out my tits, so I did. “Good slut. You’re learning.” He told me that from now on, after I got dressed in the morning I was to make sure my tits, ass, and pussy were all visible and accessible until I was putting my shoes on. I did so. He slapped my red ass, and I shrieked, but felt my pussy start to get wet. He chuckled at that, then put my box of dildos on the table. I eyed it with trepidation, wondering where this was going. He took out a pretty medium sized one, then told me to turn around and bend over. I followed orders, and he shoved it into my wet pussy. I squeaked a moan as it was jammed all the way in, then again as he pulled my panties up, pressing it deep into me pussy. “You’re not allowed to take this out until I say. I expect you to send me a picture of it every passing period and show me in person at lunch.” This turned me on so much, I moaned out loud. “Good slut. We’ll make a sex slave of you yet.”

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 1 – Home Invasion (Part 2/2, updated) [M29/F35][rape][slow start][sniffing][NC][blood][death][pissing][breastmilk] READ DISCLAIMERS

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Chapter 1 – Home Invasion – part 2

I let go, letting her claw her way to the edge of the bed weakly. She looks drugged, lethargic. My cock still rages as I smile and enjoy watching her struggle. She starts to fall from the bed and I reach out and grab her top, keeping her from falling. I pull her back toward the center of the bed. Laughing, speaking finally, “Where are you going? Where do you think you can go? Come back here.”

I straddle her, sitting on her lower back and naked butt, pinning her facedown on the bed. I feel her soft hair, and massage her shoulder and back. Caressing her, just enjoying myself. Just feeling around at my own pace, enjoying the fresh meat writhing around beneath me. And she struggles helplessly underneath my weight. Her hands claw pathetically at the blankets. Her fingernails painted the same dark red as her toes, giving her such a classy and pampered look.