Jobber gets destroyed in second match [one-sided wrestling] [humiliation]

Em’s second opponent was Kila, an absolute brute of a woman who was probably twice Em’s size and three times as muscular as the thick, pale wrestler.

Em was anxious as she walked to the ring this time, rolling inside. Kila was much more experienced and, as far as Em knew, undefeated.

It would be huge for her career if she could manage to get a win on the massive woman.

She walked to the center of the ring, thigh thighs and big ass barely covered by her denim shorts. She faced Kila, who laughed, eyeing Em’s black mesh top, which clearly showed off her bra underneath.

“Is this a joke?” She said in a heavy Russian accent.

The bell rang and the Russian roared. She was much faster than she looked and Em barely had time to yelp before a massive fist slammed into her face.

Spit flew from her mouth and her arms dropped, slapping against her thick thighs as Em was instantly knocked out. She stumbled forward, dribbling drool on her chin before falling to her knees, then on her face, big ass in the air.

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Part 3 – [humil] [bondage]

This is a chapter from a short story that I have published for FREE under the pen name M H Keplar. I’m publishing it here in hopes of getting some comments, positive or negative, both interest me. Part 3 can be read stand alone, but I think it’s better in context.

[https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923)

Thanks,

AG

BONDAGE

The handlers positioned him facing the next table, about ten feet away and took a step back, so he could no longer see them.

A man about his own age and build, but with darker coloring approached him. He put his hand inside the cape and took hold of the tab. He let his knuckles run deliberately over Faranger’s genitals and torso as he unzipped the cape. When it was open, he slowly pushed off Faranger’s shoulders and let it fall to the floor. But he left the arm restraint in place. He remained very close and took hold of Faranger’s biceps. He closed his eyes and kissed Faranger on the mouth, a dry, light kiss. A shocked Faranger felt himself turn to liquid as the man’s tongue gently probed his closed lips. His mouth opened of its own accord, enough for the man to explore the roof. He felt more invaded than he had when he was raped. His mouth opened wider and the man circled around his tongue with his own. Faranger would have collapsed but for the support of one of the handlers below his crossed arms and the pressure of the other man’s body pressed against his. His penis became engorged, he could feel it slide against the roughness of the man’s suit until it came to rest along side the other’s erection.

Taken by the Fair Conquerors [MF] [NC] [Impreg] [Raceplay] [Fantasy]

Night had fallen, and there I sat, silently huddled in a corner of the house with the other women. They had captured many it seemed. A chill was coming on, a remnant of the waning winter, but I didn’t care. My eyes were so, so heavy. It felt like I had cried all the tears already, and I couldn’t muster the will to shed any more of them. I couldn’t muster the will to do anything. I just sat there, wallowing, my head and eyes downcast.

I heard the cheers and joyous words coming from outside, all from the savages. They had made camp in my village, and took me back there. They had built great fires in the streets, using pieces of the houses as firewood, and around them they drank and danced, boasting and laughing. Not that I could understand their language, but it was clear to anyone that that was the kind of chatter they were making just by the tone of their voices. It was making me sick that these men could derive so much joy from senseless murder and destruction. I tried to tune it out.

BUYING MY STEP-SISTER, Pt.7

(Despite Ashlynn’s reservations, she decides to just go in the moment, and enjoy her time with Johnathan)

7

I stepped in close, and gave the hem of Ashlynn’s shirt a tug. She slapped my hand away.

“How do I know you haven’t already gotten some from Clara?”

“Because up here it’s a fucking dredge, normally I work 12-16 hour days. Can’t blame a guy for taking the edge off a time or two.” I said as my tug brought success, and Ashlynn pulled the shirt off.

I reached for her bra again, and again she slapped my hands away,

“I can’t help but compare myself” Ashlynn said, “I’ve known Clara since we were kids, but that doesn’t mean she’s a BFF or anything, not by a long shot.”

“Look because you’re asking, I’ll tell you. Clara is ‘different’. Fun in a certain way, but not my normal thing. And before you ask, let’s just say she REALLY likes being submissive, even enjoys some humiliation mixed in, and none of that is you.”

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Part 2 – Violation [M/MF+] [HUMIL] [EXHIB] [ANAL]

This is the second chapter of a short story that I have published. It’s FREE. I really hope I get some feedback. Positive or negative it doesn’t matter. I’m just curious. Part 1 is advised but not necessary.

VIOLATION

They stopped in front of a woman sitting sideways to the table in a wooden chair with stiles that reached several feet above the back. It gave the chair a little bit the look of a throne. She stood up and approached the three. She was very slim and almost as tall as Faranger. It was hard to tell her age. She had no lines, but her skin had lost some of its firmness. He figured maybe fifteen or twenty years older than he. But she was definitely attractive. Not beautiful, but arresting. Her hair was pulled back in a tight French twist. She wore a black sheath and no jewelry. She stopped about a foot away. “Remove the cloak please.” The darker handler slipped his hand up under the cloak to grasp the tab at the top, zipped it down and pushed the cloak to the floor. She looked Faranger up and down. “Ah, good. Good.” She placed her fingers at his throat and very lightly traced all the way down. A wave of contractions washed through Faranger’s torso, shifting his genitals slightly. She noticed. “Hmmm. Can you do that at will?”

served up at the party [F/ftm][femdom][office party][humiliation/degradation][free use]

“So, are you a boy or a girl?”

This party was boring. These questions were boring. The exec asking me was boring – fat, ugly, and old. I could see the way he was looking me up and down, and knew where this was going. I also could clearly see the wedding ring on his finger. “A little of both, I guess.”

He leered. I leaned on the snack table and crunched a celery stick. “Come on, sweetie. What’s between those legs of yours?”

“I don’t really see how that’s any of your -“

A hand on my shoulder froze my words in mid air.

“Sorry, Robert. It forgets it’s place sometimes.” A cold shiver ran down my spine. Her presence was commanding behind me, making me stand up straight and drop my hands to my sides. My eyes to the floor. How had I forgotten she would be here?

“Tell Mr. Adams what you are.”

I swallowed. Her presence allowed only one answer. “I’m an object for others pleasure.”

The Business Rivalry . BDSM ,cheating , humiliation , Submission

Theme : submission, rivalry ,cuckold ,humiliation, rich respected housewife treated like a che@p wh0re, bdsm , rough, domination
Brief : Sanskari wife Manvi is used like a street wh0re by her husband’s Rival.
Plot : Varun and ankit were business tycoons and rivals of each other. Ankit due to illegal practices had put many businessman to a huge loss and same he had planned for Varun . But Varun was too witty than Ankit , he had already planned how to put ankit behind the bars with all the evidences which would destroy his business and bring profit to him. As soon as ankit executed his plan by making a business proposal to varun , Varun sent a spy in their company to keep a track on ankit’s activity . Soon with all the evidences ankit was put behind bars for 9 months and his offence was non bailable for the first month. Ankit had a very beautiful wife named Manvo. Everytime ankit would attend a marriage function with his wife , the wives of other businessman would be jealous of her ,as Manvi made their husbands stare greedily at her . As manvi aged, she became more desirable for men at the business parties because she maintained herself very well and was not like those of wives who lost their shape with age. Now as Ankit was jailed and he lost all his shares to compensate for his previous illegal activities and looting up other businessman but still ankit’s property and shares were not enough to compensate whole money. Manvi was too depressed. She had to rent a flat . She did’nt knew how she is going to manage things with just her shares. Suddenly Manvi gets a call from her lawyer and her lawyer informed her that all their business rivals had now registered a case against ankit and there is a lot of chance for them to win as they were being supported by Varun and there is a high chance that since manvi is ankit’s wife and business partner, she may have to pay the unpaid debts to businessesman. Manvi became even further depressed to hear this and decided to talk to varun.
Next day at Varun’s office …
Varun ( calmly ) : ” yes manvi, what you want ?”
Manvi pleaded to Varun to convince other businessman to drop their case or else their business would be ruined. She had a daughter whom she had wished to provide higher quality education and if other businessman does’nt back off , their lives would be ruined…
Varun( calmly while rolling the paper weight within his hands) : ” But that you should have thought before cheating them on business ,its totally your fault!!!”
Manvi ( pleading ) : “just convince them to give me some time, i would return everyone’s money , you could see just the ankit’s business suffered a loss , mine is still intact , i always warned him of his business practices. In fact , i would would make you my business partner and owner of 40% shares , you yourself know how much potential my business has if money has been invested properly !!!”
Being in business for years Varun himself knew that manvi’s business and shared had a lot of potential if invested properly but he wanted just more than that…
Varun( calmly) : “okay I would convince other businessman to hold on the case on few conditions. First is, you would give me 60% of the shares”
Manvi is about to interuppt and say something…
Varun( in angry voice) : ” don’t try to interuppt as i am talking.”
Manvi just shuts her mouth…
Varun ( resumes his talk) : ” second condition is you have to submit yourself to you and do as i say. Now say what you want to say…”
Manvi : ” Varun ,60% is too much, Try to understand my condition and what do you mean by submission.”
Varun gets up from his chair and just walks past manvi and start to slide the back of his index finger on manvi’s exposed bare back and whispers in her ear
Varun( whispering in Manvi’s ears and running the back of his fingers over manvi’s bare back ) : “Come on manvi , you are an adult , you totally know what i mean by submission.”
Manvi feels totally disgusted and just moves away from varun and is about to slap him when Varun takes hold of her hand and pulls her near him and forcedly embraces her as manvi’s back is facing him…
Varun( whispering in Manvi’s ear) : “What are you thinking ,you are just gonna slap me and walk away intact huh, just think before your actions and see your surroundings before you do something,,,
Manvi takes a look around a office and realises it’s been surrounded with guards too , even with the female guards. Manvi somehow gets rid of Varun’s hold moves a bit away from him to face him…
Manvi ( angrily ) : “You creeep , just keep your hands off me .Your conditions are never ever gonna happen . I am not that kind of woman.”
Varun just walks away and sits over his chair and keeps his legs over the table and crosses them …
Varun( with a devilish smile) : “I give you 24 hours to think . Think rationally . You have a daughter and what would happen if every businessman from your husband’s past registers a case . All your resources would be exhausted in just fighting the case and the rest would be exhausted in just giving compensation and still you would be left with a loan and you along with your daughter would be on roads. Now I am in no mood of further conversation . You may leave now yourself from office and if you don’t do so , i may have to throw you out.”
As manvi is thinking and about to say something , suddenly a bodyguard just enters the office and stand beside her . Manvi just walks away.
In the night Manvi is sitting at the dining table sipping wine tapping her fingers on glass thinking what she should do. Suddenly manvi’s daughter archana appear out of her room to give manvi a good night hug and a kiss . Archana’s smile never failed to bring a smile over manvi’s frown face but this time it failed . Manvi had to fake her smile and she just kissed archana over her head and wished her goodnight. Suddenly a message popped up on Manvi’s phone through her lawyer stating his fee was due of the previous case. That frustrated manvi even more and she decided to give c@rn@l favours to Varun. Little did the Manvi know that what was the difference between submission and c@rn@l favours. Manvi just messaged Varun that she was ready to agree all of Varun’s condition and he should just convince other business employees to back off the cases. Varun decided to use manvi to his advantage to earn money . Varun messaged manvi to come at his farmhouse next day at 1 pm. Manvi transfered 60% shares to varun in the morning and as she reached Varun’s in the afternoon , she was surprised to see a lot of cars parked inside and outside of his villa which only happened when there was a meeting to be held at Varun’s house. As manvi messaged varun that she has reached , he replied to reach her in his cabin in at ground floor .
manvi has reached Varun’s cabin and entered it.She just removed her saree pallu and squealed with her head bowed down with shame.
Manvi(squealing) : ” you can do what you want just try to be quick”…
Varun got up from his chair , moved behind manvi and opened her blouse and stripped it off .Soon the br@ was gone…
Manvi just felt even more embarrassed as her br@ left her body and a tears rolled off her eyes. Soon she was stripped totally and she was standing naked in Varun’s cabin with her wet eyes trying to cover up her bu$ty mel0ns with her arms . Varun just went towards his table opened a drawer and took out a dog collar and handcuffs. Manvi was confused to see them and before she could purr what those things were for, Varun just tied the dog collar around Manvi’s neck and handcuffed her hands…
Manvi(with a confused voice) : “What are you doing ?”
Varun just gives a angry look to manvi pulls her close and whispers in her ear
Varun( whispering in manvi’s ear) : “just wait and watch”
As soon as Varun said this , he attached a rope to dog collar and started to drag Manvi crying all the way along but she was too weak to resist. Manvi just followed but as soon as Varun opened his cabin door while dragging her Manvi realised Varun was going to drag her out of his cabin while she is just wearing heels and nothing on her body , she starts to resist and starts to question him.
Manvi (being a little stressed) : “stop!!! wait, what are you doing?”
Varun stops , turns around and gives manvi a tight slap…
Varun( in angry tone while clenching manvi’s face within his fingers) : ” listen you b¡tch, just follow my lead or else you yourself know how fucked up you are , and if I don’t cooperate with you , you yourself know you along with your daughter would be on streets soon. ”
Manvi just bows down her head and lowers her resistance. As Varun takes her out of the cabin while she is totally naked just wearing heels , she just feel to embarrassed to walk like this in front of drivers sitting in the car.Varun had made deal with the businessman whom ankit cheated that if that they back off the cases with 40% of loss as compensation and if they do so he’s gonna let them see manvi totally nud£ in front of them.With Manvi’s 60% company shares, Varun already knew that as much money he is giving to those businessmen, he’s gonna recover it soon. Those businessman have had always fantasized manvi , and the fact she was their rival’s ankit’s wife turned them even more on .

My (22M) first experience with piss play. [FM]

My friend (21F) were really close at the time and we slept together when either of us was particularly horny and needed a release. We knew each other like the back of our hand, what our bodies looked like, what we liked and what we didn’t like.

I confessed to her my fantasies around piss play. I really enjoy the desperation and humiliation side of things but I wasn’t really sure on the human toilet malarkey.

One day she came over, I had put multiple mattress protectors on in advance, which I intentionally didn’t mention. I was always the dom and pretty much always got what I wanted.

The girl came over, she was horny, I couldn’t say no. We made out as soon as she came through the door and slowly made our way to the bedroom.

I decided to slow things down and make her feel at home. I offered her a cup of tea, biscuits, you know. Classic British staple. I made sure to leave the tap running slowly as I filled the kettle.

Tea got made, biscuits were had, make out session resumed.

Part 1 of Transylvanian Concubine, my Brides of Dracula erotica (vampires) (bdsm)

Alzbeta woke up, as she did every night, in her coffin.  She lay there, staring at the wood ceiling, and waited.  Her wrists and ankles shackled, she had no choice but to wait for the Count or another of his servants to arrive and release her for the evening.

Alzbeta silently prayed the Count or his servant Ivan would free her. The Count and Ivan both enjoyed rough use one of her holes as soon as she was unchained, but this was expected treatment for the sort of degraded creature she had become.. On the other hand, the other brides were especially cruel. Often they would whip her, laughing as they forced her to use her tongue to pleasure them or to clean the dirt and dust off their cold, dead  feet. This was when they didn’t have a more creative humiliation to subject her to. It was their right, of course.  Alzbeta was the youngest of the Count’s three brides, which gave them power over her.  A slave even to her fellow slaves.

A new life part 4 [CFNM] [Chastity] [Restraints] [TPE] [Ballbusting] [Humiliation] [Bodymod/tattoo]

It had been about 2 weeks since I had fully submitted to Mistress Jessica. I would like to think I was living my best life or well being a good slave witch both went hand in hand. I woke up daily at the same time I done everything on routine it was odd. My body had been beaten a bit lots of boot licking and cleaning was a thing I always had to do.

My hands were sore with the work I was doing it felt like a twinging pain. My balls were feeling heavy they were sensitive and Mistress could punish me with only a tight squeeze but she never let me off with that it was always a swift kick when I rightfully messed up how else but pain could she teach an animal like me the proper way to do things.

I had gotten very used to being nude this was this slaves natural state we did not need clothes. Did we? It did not matter. Today Mistress’s friend was coming to finish up my tattoos for good. After a day or 2 Mistress said that would be it and I would be in my place forever. Thinking about it made my cock try to grow in my small cage it hurt.