Centerpiece (2) [bondage] [bdsm] [drugs] [drug use]

“Excited for the party now?” my Dom asks. “I am, I’m excited to show off my new Centerpiece!”

When the first couple arrives, they act surprised to see me. But instead of being drawn to my naked form by curiosity, they feign discomfort. This drives me wild, allowing me to pretend that my Dom really did just throw a party with me unexpectedly displayed in the middle of the living room. I also feel warmed by the care it shows that my Dom put so much effort into preparing such an elaborate scene for me, indulging my long-time fantasy.

As the rest of the guests arrive, the more they ignore me, the wetter I become. He called me his Centerpiece, and I find that I really am more of a decoration than entertainment. Dom is all too happy to show off his gorgeous prize, but it is being both the center of attention while simultaneously reduced to an ornament that thrills me. It is this duality that says, “Even the shiniest toy is only a toy.”

“Eggplant!” [Public] [Light BDSM] [Audience] [Innocent] [Humiliation] [Exhibitionist]

I’m a spiteful girl.

I also tend to be foolish with the lengths I’ll go to in order to prove a point. So when a man accused me of being *too innocent* after he’d try to do some freaky act to me in the bedroom, I set out to right that wrong.

I mean, how *dare* he have the gall to tell *me* that I’m innocent? Especially after I’d sucked his dick and let him cum down the back of my throat! The ungrateful asshole! I went straight to a sex shop the moment I had some free time, filled with bitter determination.

Hanging on the walls of the shop, were things I’d never seen before in my life. Most of these toys were made of black latex or leather, and either had metal studs, long tassels, or just the overall appearance of a medieval torture device. As I looked around, I felt a bit clueless, and a bit like he might be *right,* but I angrily pushed that feeling away. I just needed to do a little research is all. I’d become the *master* of this, I told myself. I’d learn everything about the world of debauchery. I *had* to prove him wrong.

A Cucks Consensual Downfall: Caged Cocks Can’t Cum! (Part 5)

“Heyyy” Jade said to Emily as she clocked in for her shift.

“Oh hey! How are you?” Emily asked back.

“I’m good, I’m good. But most importantly how are YOU?” Jade responded with an expression on her face to indicate that she was referring to Emily’s new arrangement.

“Yeah not bad” Emily responded plainly.

“Oh, come on, you can give me more than that…” Jade led on.

Emily looked at Jade sharply and pulled her to the side away from their colleges. “I’ll tell you but not here, later!” Emily whispered in response.

“Okay, okay” Jade said rolling her eyes because she wanted the latest news ASAP!

The day rolled on. Business as usual. Jade flirting with every guy that would give her the time of day and Emily picking up her slack. Break time came soon enough, and Emily and Jade managed to talk their way into having theirs at the same time. Jade couldn’t wait to hear the gossip. There were two reasons for this. One, Emily was Jades best friend. Second, Jade despised Sam. They’d never seen eye-to-eye and for Jade, hearing something so humiliating about Sam just made her day. And, gave her something she knew she could hold against him.

Arrogance leads to Tit Torture (NSFW)

I think it’s time for me take care of your tits. I never have talked to anyone that has had such impressive tits as yours. However, your tits are little brats and have an arrogant attitude.

I have some rope, clamps, wax, whip and yard stick. Rest assured Punishment is coming young lady. Daddy does not care for a braggadocio brat. Just wait until I get you home.

I will take you to a well known lingerie store for you to pick out some lingerie, bras and panties. I know you don’t like panties but they are needed for your punishment. As you try on the deep purple bra and walk out to show me, several young ladies with less impressive boobs stair. Your tits perk up as you twist, turn and bend over showing cleavage and the perfect jiggle and dangle. All the other tits became jealous and hung in disgrace wishing they had your magnificent breast. Oh the pride you and your boobs have. I walk over to you and tell you that your tits will be punished for this prideful boasting when we get home.

Looking for help in planning a story – want your thoughts and ideas for a series which will center on lesbianism, sexual fighting, humiliation, sub/dom

So the general idea is that an 18 year old female University student (Abi) gets caught cheating by her 38 year old female professor.

To spare Abi being kicked out of university the professor offers her a lifeline – to become her sex slave.

It turns out the professor has multiple female sex slaves and she chooses these girls specifically and has been waiting for Abi to slip up for sometime.

Abi is told she has to give the professor a month of servitude where she will then became a sexual slave, a sexual wrestler or be free to leave this agreement if it all doesn’t work out.

So it starts with Abi waking up in her boyfriend’s bed. She’s nervous as she has a meeting with her professor today. Her BF has been refusing sex for the past few weeks which has also frustrated Abi.

Abi goes to her meeting and is told by her professor that she knows she has cheated on an essay and will most likely be kicked out of University.

This obviously upsets Abi and she goes back to her boyfriend’s house only to find another girl riding him in bed.

Backseat Rider Mil[F]

You never realize how much stuff you’ve collected in your life until it’s moving day.

With our youngest son finally going away to college, we did two moves in one. My husband Alex and I were moving into a condo only a few miles away, but first we were driving Cory sixteen hours away to college. Because we had to put all our things in storage (we wouldn’t get title for another three weeks), we were planning a two-week road trip after we finished driving a few days drive to drop Cory off.

As we were packing the car, with all of Cory’s stuff plus our suitcases for the almost three-week round trip, we found we had a major predicament. By the time the car was loaded, there was only room enough to seat two people: the driver and someone sitting in the back seat directly behind the driver. Everyplace else was piled to the roof with Cory’s belongings and our suitcases.

My husband tried to reshuffle everything, but there was simply too much of it.

I finally suggested, “Cory and I could squeeze back there together.”

“For sixteen hours?” Alex asked. “You’d end up totally on each other’s nerves.”

Into the sunrise [M/F, multiple orgasms, facial cumshot, squirting, degradation]

“Come on, please,” you beg me over the phone. “I don’t have a ride from the airport and you’re the only one who picked up.” You explain. I still say no, it’s late and I’m in bed. “What if I… what if I made it worth your time?” You say in a shushed voice. I’m listening. “I’ll… I don’t know, I’ll give you a handy on the way to my place.” I can hear the embarrassment in your voice and only imagine how red your face is offering favors for a ride home.

“I can beat myself off and not leave the house,” I counter. “Plus I can look at tits while I do it.” I’m playing hardball with you now, knowing I’ll end up going to pick you up either way, but seeing how much I can get in return.

“Fine, just come get me, we’ll figure it out.” You say, defeated. “You’re a real ass, you know that?” You laugh after I agree. You hang up and wait in the terminal for what feels like ages until I pull up and help you load your bags into the back. We talk about your family and how your Christmas went on the way to your place, never mentioning any favors until I pull into your icy driveway. I help you with your bags to your front door and you invite me inside.

[MF] My first experience as a bull to a couple [Cuckold] [No Humiliation] [No Raceplay/Non-Interracial]

This happened quite some time ago, years before COVID was even a thing. I was swiping on Tinder to my heart’s content when I matched with this lady, who I’ll call Laura. She was 27, petite and blonde, with amazing curves, pale skin, and bright green eyes. We hit things of really well, and ended up planning a meetup at a local café the day after.

She was even more beautiful in person than she was in her pictures. After some flirting, she drops two bombs on me, pretty much right after each other : she’s married, but her husband has given her a hall pass, *but* what they are truly looking for is a bull. This was because of two things happening more or less in parallel : their sex life kinda fizzled out, and he also developed a cuckold fetish, which ended with them agreeing to look for a bull to satisfy both of their needs.

I was quite shocked, frankly. I told her that I need a day to consider whether I want to get involved or not, which she told me was fine. We shared a kiss before we parted.

solo F22 just wanted to share the rope fun I had today!

so i have a fun little game with myself where i try to get myself into as many kinks as possible.

and the new kink im working on now is rope walking

you tie a rope with a lot of knots at a slightly higher level than your pussy and then you walk from one end to the other. each time you have to get past a knot it is slightly painful friction on your clit and between the lips… the humiliation of walking on tiptoes and leaving the rope shiny with juices after you is pretty hot.

so i am home alone today and i decided that today was the day i stopped watching rope-walking porn and instead do it myself!

so i took my long blue rope and tied a lot of knots on it. a few small knots in one end but bigger and bigger knots towards the other end.

and then i tied the rope from the door handle in my bedroom trough the hall and tied the other end of the rope to the door handle in the kitchen that opens out to the street. so if i wiggled too much i might accidently open the door for the whole world to see me perversion. the front door even has a big window with a thin slightly see through window shade.