A Story That Begins During the 2017 Women’s March… Certainly, This Won’t Be for Everyone… [MF] [Misogyny, Betrayal] (1,600~ Words; Includes Trigger Warning)

**TRIGGER WARNING:**

As mentioned in the title, this short story of mine certainly won’t be for everyone. It originated as a role-playing prompt intended for a *very* specific purpose. Then, I realized there were likely others who’d also get some value out of it — even if that value was only borrowing the story below and using it as their own prompt. Which you have my permission to do, by the way.

This post is not intended to offend anyone. If you must feel an angry comment below, go ahead, that’s what the comments are for. I hope you get some catharsis out of it. Just know, I won’t be fighting back. I have no intention of engaging in any political debates.

With all that out of the way, let’s get to the actual disclaimer part. This story contains all the themes you’re expecting it to, so I won’t apologize for that. You read the title, after all. But I will say, if you’ve ever experienced any kind of online humiliation or abuse, this story might not be for you. These concepts are handled very mildly, with no real trauma involved. But I figured I may as well let you know in advance.

m4M BDSM 1st part, would love some feedback.

Sometimes I have moments when I step back from my daily grind and wonder: “How the Hell did I end up in this predicament?”. The answer is simple. I begged him to do this to me.

Like a lot of guys, more than I ever realized, I wound up in a situation where I became single. Between work, bills, and life in general; I fell into a rut. Most of my friends got married and moved off to start their lives, and my social life suffered horribly. Online dating sucks and if anything did come of it, the minute my kinks were brought up, things got weird quickly.

What I learned from being Gangbanged [Group]

​I’m a yoga instructor and happily married Hotwife.

A while ago, I was in the middle of a gang bang. 5 guys and myself. Prior to that, I had experiences in threesomes (both MMF and MFF) but nothing as big as a 5 on 1 gang bang. ​Thought I would share with you my thoughts/observations from it.

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1. **A Gang Bang is one of the sluttiest things a woman can do:**
Fucking 5 guys, at the same time is crazy (in a good way). Some women don’t fuck 5 guys in their lifetimes, but I fucked 5 guys in one night. Up to that point, I never knew what being a slut really meant, until I was triple penetrated, worked over, used, degraded, cum on, dominated by 5 different men. Each man had his own preference. One liked doggystyle, one liked to be verbal, as the slut, it was my duty and responsibility to make sure I was the best slut I could be.
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Mom and the Police Officer P3 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

ISO Writer and/or 3dcg Artist to hire on retainer. Must, at the very least, enjoy my work below. (PM me here if interested).

**Ch.1**

***Bill***

When the bitch’s son messaged me, I wasn’t surprised. It was a long time coming. I saw the way he looked at her during that morning weeks ago. And I saw the way he continued to look at her when Paul delighted in opening that door to our little private screening room. When he took the bait during the mall shopping extravaganza, well, that was no surprise either. So, of course, the morning Parker messaged me on this fine Tuesday, I had a response at the ready.

It was time to hand Melissa off, for now. I had fucked her more times than most. This last Friday when she came to me from the high school is when I first felt the threat of boredom. I took her mouth, I’ve taken her ass, her pussy I can see at night in crystal clarity. Her submission was a chore now and she was so detached from my own pleasures that I had found it hard to feel them either. Like I said, time to hand her off.

I (f) just spent nearly two hours fucking my bitch (m). [FM]

I’m female, 34 , 5 ft 8 in tall, 36 D tits. My appetite for fucking is voracious and I tonight’s meat was my 38 year old male slut. He’s 5 ft 11 in , in great shape and loves being used and abused by a dominant woman. He’s also married with kids. But that doesn’t matter. When he steps into my bedroom , he’s my bitch , my whore , my fuck toy that I can use however I want. I’ve been fucking him for over 2 years now. He lives in another city but comes to Delhi on business several times a year. And that’s when we get together. He has a pretty powerful position in his company but sexually he’s one of the most submissive men I’ve ever had.

He arrived at my place at around 11.After his usual begging and me slapping him around (he loves humiliation) , I told him to strip in go lie in bed. After I texted my boyfriend to let him know my bitch was here (he loves to hear about it) I joined him. My bitch had already shed his clothes and was in bed. Good boy! The first thing I did was tie his cock and balls together with a silk ribbon, tight enough to cause only a bit of discomfort. I then made him get on all fours. I spanked his ass hard as I asked him whose slut he was, who owned his cock, etc. He answered all of this perfectly while taking the spanking like an obedient whore.

Mom and the Police Officer P2 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

ISO Writer and/or 3dcg Artist to hire on retainer. Must, at the very least, enjoy my work below. (PM me here if interested).

**Ch.1**

***Parker***

Life was normal. Dad returned from his business trip and the incident between mom and the police officer was never mentioned. Oddly enough, Carl and I didn’t talk much about it either. The school was abuzz the next day as the rumors flew. And then that talk stopped too. It was as if everyone felt the ordeal to be a bit too real, maybe a bit too tragic, to discuss it openly.

Mom was clearly shaken up. She remained that way for about a week. Dad noticed but mom shrugged it off as an “odd mood.” It wasn’t like there was really any behavior change in her. She just remained more subdued than normal. Her outfits changed too.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 8 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​
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Chapter 8

Tommy grabbed his prick and fought its urge to leap into his mother’s spread slit. What if she was dry? He would have to make her wet, somehow. Licking her pussy, like Robert had, wasn’t his style. He tested her hairy vulva with the tip of his desperate cock. He found moisture there, but maybe not enough. Sliding it up and down he found her inner hole quickly. Fucking from behind must be easier than his brother’s way. Tommy grinned for being smarter. Again, he felt wetness in the resisting entrance to his mother’s womb. At that point, his cock and brain were so hot, he no longer cared. He bucked his prick into the damp hole.

His mother shouted with all her voice. “AAAAAAAA!!!!” It’s too dry, Tommy!” The prick lodged halfway in her cunt.

[FF] [BDSM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 7) (Very long)

(TL;DR is in the comments)

*(Note for the softies):*

This is an obligatory “trigger warning” for “violence” depending on your own perceptions. Also, some detailed psychological trauma, but if you’ve read the other parts then it’s not much worse than that.)

*(Very long note to EVERYONE reading this):*

One of the real hearts of the matter that Part 7 focuses on is a very simple concept:
‘Consent.’

When it comes to sex, or any other action performed by an individual’s body that might effect another individual in some way, whether the final result of such an action is positive or negative, the most important thing is consent. This is true whether it’s violence and sex, theft or generosity, polite manners or rudeness, all the way up to the grander things like war or peace between groups of individuals. Whether that group is bonded as a faith, ideology, corporation or just a piece of land with some people on it that call themselves a nation, state, town, or community, individuals give one another consent that something should or should not happen. This is a key factor of human behavior on every scale of society. For example, sometimes people break laws, and then sometimes they are caught by authorities or sometimes no one else knows that anything happened at all.

[FF], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 5)

**Part 5**

Once Henry had left the house Judith was there to help soothe Sweetie and I. The thing about Judith is that her libido was even stronger than Henry’s and she had been looking forward to getting some action with her newest plaything once she was home from work. Henry had foiled her hopes for such an evening because neither Sweetie or I were in any condition to please her. However, she was compassionate towards us and didn’t let on that she was disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to perform for a while. I knew I could take a lot, I was a pretty tough chick, but Henry had broken something inside me and my mind had gone numb from the shock of it all.

New Year’s Eve [mff]

During the Christmas break, I stayed at SD’s condo since dorms were closed for the holidays. This was a good thing for me, since I didn’t have a place to go and he got way more sex than usual. But I want to tell (and remember) what happened on NYE.

I was lying in his bed, texting my BFF who ended up getting dumped on Christmas and trying to get her to make the drive to come hang out with us that night. SD and I really didn’t have plans but drink some wine and eat, he would party, and we’d have insane amounts of sex. This is my BFF, the girl that I shared years of lesbian exploring with in the past. I knew if she came over, there would be a show. SD allows her to come over and she finally agrees to make the trip. One condition is that if she’s willing, he can have his way with her and I need to be completely submissive (and open to humiliation) for the evening. Fine by me!