Trouble in Pandora: Part Three [NC][Voyeur][Humiliation][DP]

Moving to stand behind the two boys again, Grace motioned Kelly towards Kurt. “Let’s keep up the good work, hmm? Why don’t you help your boss get his head in the game dear.” Reluctantly, Kelly looked up, carefully letting her gaze travel slowly up Kurt’s pants leg, pausing at his knee and going no further as she instead let her eyes slide over to his growing erection. The last thing either of them wanted was to make eye contact.

As Kelly stared at her manager’s semi flaccid member for the first time, she wasn’t sure what to do, how to react. Grace’s impatient, “Well? Get to it already,” prompted Kelly to reach out and gently grip Kurt’s cock with a trembling hand. Kurt’s only reaction was a sharp intake of breath as Kelly’s hand wrapped around him. He was determined not to react, to play dead as best he could. He didn’t want to give Grace the satisfaction of eliciting a reaction out of him. But he couldn’t stop Grace from seeing the muscle twitch along the side of his neck as he struggled inwardly.

Trouble in Pandora: Part Two [NC][Voyeur][Humiliation]

*Make it sexy…*Easier said than done, especially under these circumstances. She let out a slow breath, letting her hips slowly sway gently from side to side as she mentally willed herself away to a dark room. A dark room where she stood by herself, safe and away from prying eyes. A dark room that effused low, sultry music…a slow, seductive beat that her hips moved to. Slowly, she undid the clasp holding the zipper together, pulling it down inch by inch.

“That’s more like it,” Grace encouraged approvingly. “Show us that ass.”

Still sashaying, Kelly turned so that her back was to the audience. Hands on her hips, she reached back to smooth her palms over the curve of her ass before pinching a fold of the fabric to tug the skirt down a bit. Slowly, she swiveled her hips and occasionally even twerked a bit – each rotation brought her loose skirt further down as gravity attempted to undress her.

The Quest Part 3[femdom][pain][torture][bdsm]

The room was dark when Dane awoke. He blinked hard to adjust to the dim lighting, but he couldn’t seem to push away the fogginess that clouded his vision. The journey home had been relieving but difficult for the abused adventurer. It was a long trek to civilization through a rough and dangerous jungle, and every noise or slight movement that they encountered on their journey made him jump in fear. He had been beyond exhausted after his terrible ordeal, and his travel companions had been the ones to contribute to that abuse. During the days of painful travel through the jungle, he wondered if he could truly trust these two women that had raped him so mercilessly in that cave. He knew that they had been possessed by the tribe of monsters that had captured him, he had seen the green glow in their eyes, and witnessed their transformation back into the guilty human personalities that felt guilt and shame for what they had done to him. The knowledge that they had not been acting on their own desires was not much comfort to the tortured traveller, and every time one of the women reached out or touched him to help him on their trek, he flinched and felt ill imagining how they touched him in the caves.

Breeding Natalia [forced fem][sissification][humiliation][breeding]

Nathaniel Geller had been a young, up-and-coming salesman at MedZ who’d shown great potential. In just a few years, he made his way from ambitious college graduate to savvy junior manager. Risky ventures that others were skeptical of luckily always seemed to turn out successfully with Nathaniel’s assurances – so far, his “hunches” have never been wrong. His seemingly effortless rise in position was met with both admiration and envy by his peers. It seemed like nothing, and no one, would be able to stop the enterprising entrepreneur. 

That is, until a certain business dinner with a representative from PharmaX. While Nathaniel’s string of successful start-ups were all underdogs with, some would say, *shady* supporters, even he knew when to hedge his bets. This would be the third time he’s turned down PharmaX but he certainly wasn’t complaining. Steak and lobster dinners on their dime? Keep em coming! It wasn’t going to change his answer.

It was a surprise when dinner ended and the PharmaX representative responded to his polite, but firm, denial with nothing more than a mild-mannered nod. Instead he asked, “I hope you enjoyed your dinner Mr. Geller.” A puzzling reply under the circumstances, but yes, he had enjoyed the food. 

I [F] got arrested for sex in public with my Boyfriend

I was woken up by the feeling of Boyfriend’s hands around my neck. He must have woken up with morning wood, was my first thought. But as I slowly came to my senses I realised he was putting my dog collar on. Once he out on my collar, he started kissing my body. First my nipples, then down to my stomach, finally reaching my already wet pussy. He started licking, then gently sucking on my clit, his hands squeezing my now perky nipples. I started moaning. I was getting close. Boyfriend must have felt it because he stopped everything at once. He loved teasing me, making me beg. Before I got the chance to, he leaned in and whispered in my ear “We’re going for a walk tonight”.

Immediately, I was so excited. Ever since [our last public experience](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gjkoos/boyfriend_m_walked_me_f_on_a_leash_and_fucked_me/), I could think of nothing else. All day, I walked around the apartment, eagerly waiting for night to fall. It felt like forever. Finally the time came. I put on my makeup, took off all my clothes, and put on knee high suede boots so I could crawl without hurting my knees too much. I got on all fours. Boyfriend grabbed a riding crop, attached the leash to my collar and out the door we went; me crawling on all fours, Boyfriend walking behind to get a good look.

The Roommate Part II: Tell Me to Stay [FF] [Light Fdom] [Light Huml] [Teasing]

**II: Marie**

Shivers coursed through Marie as Kylie’s fingers hooked over the waistband of her panties. She yanked them down far enough that they dropped to the Marie’s ankles without any help from Marie. Then Kylie’s hands were on her.

Marie’s brain grew even hazier as Kylie groped her, feeling her curves, squeezing her ass, tweaking her nipples, darting between Marie’s legs to brush her needy lips. Marie gasped, then moaned as Kylie crushed her lips against Marie’s, invading Marie’s mouth with her tongue. The brunette seemed to know exactly how to tease her to the point that Marie felt like she was melting into a puddle of liquid arousal.

At some point, Kylie ripped off the strap that help Marie’s phone to her thigh, tossing it to the floor. She tapped Marie’s ankles with her toes and Marie kicked off her heels.

Marie whimpered when Kylie broke the kiss but shuddered when she felt the taller girl’s breath on her ear.

“Get on the bed, slut.”

It took Marie a moment to do so. She was so horny it was getting hard to think. When she looked around the room, Marie’s eyes bulged.

Sissy Therapy Sessions [mf]

Sissy Therapy Session

Written by Sissy Sophia of https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/blackmail/victims/sissy-sophia/

Based on the Erotic Story found at https://www.literotica.com/s/giving-my-wife-to-my-enemy

Session: Where it all started

Therapist: What is the matter? Why are you looking so embarrassed today?

Sissy: Mistress, I was waiting for my turn in the lounge area and before coming your assistant, Don, told me that every sissy before entering into your cabin for therapy requires a strip and cavity search.

Therapist: Yes, that is true for sissies.

Sissy: Then why didn’t you tell me when you asked me to come in my sissy attire during our last session.

Therapist: I thought you would have read the treatment agreement, which you signed. It specifically mentions that.

Sissy: Oh, is that so? It was so big and I was concentrating only on the disclosure and exposure clause. I ignored that part entirely.

Therapist: It was expected; most sissies are too horny or excited while signing the contract and almost never read it in detail. However, it is what it is. If I have to administer a strap-on treatment during a session, I need to be sure that you holes are all clean and you have taken a daily dose of enema.

I got fucked by a bully

***Hi guys, Nina here back with another story. This story happened over the past few days and I was initially hesitant to write about it in fear of being judged and shamed more than I already am. But oh well, if you don’t like it, you don’t need to read it! :)***

By now, you have a good idea of who I am. I’m 27 years old, born and raised in the great white North, with a Lebanese background and heritage. My husband and I have been married for about a year. Over the course of our marriage, I got extremely close with his friends, five guys who all took turns pounding me behind my husband’s back, sometimes simultaneously. My husband, who was initially unaware of the situation, finally came around when I confessed everything to him. I thought that this would lead to things settling down somewhat in our lives as everything was now out in the open. But I was wrong.

Let me back up for a moment. This all started a few days ago when my husband and I were out shopping for groceries. We had run into an old friend of his, a man named Josh who I had never met before. Josh is a tall, dark-haired white man, muscular and attractive.

Bonded: Lie With Me [lesbian][erotica][seduction][orgasm][fingering]

I’m not say you couldn’t turn a straight girl gay, I’m just saying you don’t have the tact necessary to do it easily.”

“Ooo, bitch, I’ll cut you right here an now,” Sarah shook her head while doing her best Jersey accent. It was her favorite quote the latest reality trash TV show they watched and loved to dish about. Everyone laughed at how ridiculous she sounded. “Don’t try to come at me with this tact bullshit. I have more tact in the tip of my tongue than Jessica here has in her whole body.”

“Why do you have to bring me into every one of your guys’ fights? I’m just sitting back here minding my own business, drink all the wine…” Jessica said as she raised her half empty glass of wine. The bottom of the glass nearly getting caught on her voluptuous breasts that were barely restrained in her tight button up.

“How is it, again, that the only one who didn’t bring wine to our little black out party is drinking all the wine?” Emily asked. Her curly auburn hair was draped over her shoulders as the three girls laid sprawled out on the floor in the dark apartment living room. The only light emitted from the five candles lit between them that burned at various stages of their life cycle.

The Work Trip Predicament [M/F] – Part 3

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g03wpw/the_work_trip_predicament_mf/) – Part 2 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gg2uii/the_work_trip_predicament_mf_part_2/)

They hurried downstairs with their bags, Alina hadn’t had much time to sort herself out, so quickly rummaged through her bag in the elevator down, trying to find some tights as none had been provided. Whilst she had certainly worn some the other day, she couldn’t find them now in her bag. Most of her belongings were there, including her laptop, work papers and toiletries, but her underwear, tights and more conservative clothes were missing. The sick bastards didn’t want her changing. She felt uncomfortable baring her legs, usually dressing more conservatively at work. She shoved everything back in her bag, and blushed as she stepped into the blue high heels.

Looking in the elevator mirror, she barely recognised herself, but she really did look excellent. The sheer dark fabric suited her and was undoubtedly expensive, potentially designer. Despite rushing out of bed, her hair wasn’t too wild, and with a dash of lipstick she would look really quite professional. Mike on the other hand looked a little disheveled and seemed to have noticed. Whilst she had been rummaging around, he had been tucking in his shirt and tidying his hair. He was also wearing a new suit, it was a pale grey-blue and it really suited him, a flattering cut that sat well on his square shoulders. It was perhaps the best dressed she had ever seen him, and her heart fluttered a little as he buttoned his shirt cuff and smoothed his suit jacket over his torso.