Puppy Slut [F]antasies: Part 4: Getting ready for the party[D/s][humiliation][Lingerie] r/BDSMerotica

I followed you into the house glad to be in from the elements. You made me wipe my feet then led me to the bathroom “Take a good shower and get ready, we have guests coming tonight. I will bring your outfit in 30 minutes. I expect you to be ready when I come back.” You removed my leash and collar leaving me naked in the bathroom locking the door behind you. I hate it when you remove my collar, but guests mean I need to be extra clean.

I step into the shower, the warm water washing over my skin, using the luxurious product you had put out for me. This meant I had been a good girl, had my performance been lacking the soaps would have been plain. I washed my hair and my body, removing all the grime and dirt. My hands touching my body, washing every inch, my breasts, my legs. Shaving my legs and cunt to make sure I was smooth. I knew not to stay too long in the shower as I needed to finish getting ready before you returned, but the products smelled so good and the water felt after my day in the sun. So nice, that I postponed getting out as long as I dared.

Back for seconds: [m]y [f]irst returns

Years after [Carina](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9toqov/the_night_i_got_incredibly_lucky_and_lost_my/?st=JOJ2HJRT&sh=f54a66a3) and I broke up, I was made aware of the Book of Faces. Normally I shun things that people flock to in droves, but I was shamed into joining due to the fact that the person who brought it to my attention did so because they were looking for me and found my father, who I’m named after. The humiliation of my dad being onto something cool before me could not go unanswered.

As many people on the Book are wont to do, I started looking up old acquaintances and, on a whim, found Carina. We’d lost contact after we broke up five years prior, and she’d been on my mind ever since. I sent her a message and we reconnected again. Soon afterwards, I underwent surgery, an outpatient procedure that laid me up for three weeks. It was right before my birthday, so the next week Carina came by with a combination Happy Birthday/Get Well Soon gift basket, which was really sweet of her.

A month later, I was healed enough to go back to work, and more importantly, handle some unfinished business with Carina. Five years had made us both wiser, and me more experienced, so when she came over, there was no doubt in my mind what was about to happen.

Don’t Make Me Do This

“Don’t make me do this.”

I sat in front of my so-called friends at Southway bar in absolute resolution. There was no way I would do what they were asking of me. I had pride. For the love of God, I had pride and self-respect. I would never put myself in that position again.

“Jessie, please. You are the only one who can get through to him.”

The pleas from my supposed best friend. My *ex*-best-friend after this.

“How could you ask me to do such a thing, Robyn? You were there with me when it was all over. You know how I cried. Yet, here you are, asking me to do this? Why do you think this is okay?”

My heart felt torn apart. Every part of me hurt.

“This is not just on Jess,” Frank piped up. “This is all of us. We wouldn’t ask you to do this if it wasn’t absolutely necessary.”

I rolled my eyes. Frank was in love with Robyn and would do anything she wanted. Even though she was completely INSANE in what she was asking of me.

Give Me A ‘D’ [nc][mmfmm][gangbang]

“Santana, you can take your fat ass and fugly fucking face and get off the field! There’s no way you guy’s win this game and if you even scored it would be a miracle!” Nayella could always talk shit but I was so confident. I couldn’t let her talk like that about our team. We take football very seriously around here and we take cheerleading even more seriously. Shit talk is common, but Nayella and I have been rivals for years. Every cheerleading competition, every football game, we couldn’t help but be at each other’s throats.

“Wow, you’re one to talk! If your team makes even a single touchdown this game I-” I was cut off by the bitch herself.

“You’ll strip.” Nayella smirked, her pretty blonde ponytail bouncing as she tilted her head. “You are going to give our boys a little strip show to congradulate them!”

“What? What the fuck? Are you seriously saying you want me to flash my cooch to your mouth breathers?” I snickered, thinking she was kidding. I was wrong.

First Time Crossdressing For A Man [TM]

Hello everyone,

This is a crosspost r/gaystoriesgonewild. I’ve been a lurker here and have a few stories of my own that I could share but never have. I got a pretty good response on the above sub so I figured I would post here too! ? what follows is copied from the original post:

Now I know that the whole sissy fetish isn’t for everyone in this sub, or even really that accepted in the gay community at times. That being said, for me, the appeal to the sissy fetish is much more about the humiliation aspect of the kink than anything else. As this story will explain, I never knew how much I really enjoyed being so submissive.

What follows is entirely true, and I will never forget it:

A little about myself. I was 20 years old in college at the time. I was about 165 lbs and 5’9. I had always enjoyed dressing up from an early age. When I was much younger, I vividly remember stumbling upon transsexual porn and becoming instantly infatuated. I found myself wanting to dress up and wear sexy lingerie. When I finally moved out of my parent’s house at 18, all bets were off. I had roommates, but would almost instinctively close the doors to my room every night and slip into some sexy clothes and play with myself. I went to local sex shops and bought tons of outfits over time, dildos, heels, pink chastity, the whole gambit.

School Bus [mf] [fDom] [exh] [huml] [reluc] [shoe]

I had been late getting ready this morning. Classes started too damn early in high school.

Bags under my eyes, hair wet, with my thick glasses, long sweatshirt, and tight jeans, I took a window seat in the middle of the bus. The popular kids walked right on by as I blew clouds onto the chilly, clattering window. I didn’t want to talk to anybody this morning. I hadn’t had time to masturbate, and this early break from my routine had already put me on edge.

The seat warmed under my body and yet more jocks huddled in the back, as yet more nerds sat solitarily in front. I liked a few from either crowd, but didn’t fit in with any groups. I was a drifter, no center of attention yet not unwelcome either, and the middle seats were the fringes where I roamed. But while I wasn’t part of any group, I wasn’t totally alone, either.

Summoning an Incubus Ch. 2, a Night of Lust

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9xgwdd/summoning_an_incubus_xpost_from_reroticliterature/)

“Excellent work Jesse, top marks.”

The brightly lit classroom held a small cluster of students, all seeming as bored and uninterested as any other class in the world. At the front, a familiar green eyed young man gave a small smile to his teacher. The board in front of him had been filled with a series of runes and symbols, almost gibberish to the untrained eye. But to a student of witchcraft, it was a rather hefty accomplishment of memorization. Jesse gave a nervous laugh.

“Thank you Miss Jetta. It’s really nothing.”

The teacher shook her head, standing up from her desk. “No Mr. Murphy. You’ve improved greatly over this past month, and I am genuinely impressed.” She smiled. “This is your last year, and it finally feels like you’re taking your study seriously. Now go sit down, and let’s finish the lesson.”

Su[mm]oning an Incubus Ch. 2, A Night of Lust

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9xffec/summoning_of_an_incubus/)

“Excellent work Jesse, top marks.”

The brightly lit classroom held a small cluster of students, all seeming as bored and uninterested as any other class in the world. At the front, a familiar green eyed young man gave a small smile to his teacher. The board in front of him had been filled with a series of runes and symbols, almost gibberish to the untrained eye. But to a student of witchcraft, it was a rather hefty accomplishment of memorization. Jesse gave a nervous laugh.

“Thank you Miss Jetta. It’s really nothing.”

The teacher shook her head, standing up from her desk. “No Mr. Murphy. You’ve improved greatly over this past month, and I am genuinely impressed.” She smiled. “This is your last year, and it finally feels like you’re taking your study seriously. Now go sit down, and let’s finish the lesson.”

[M]y first submission to a [F]emale happened at Burning Man

y first experience submitting to a female dominant makes a good first story. It happened at Burning Man several years ago. I was riding an art car, this one was a large bus with one of the long sides completely removed so people could hop on. All the seats were removed and replaced with pillows and blankets.

I saw one girl being … admired .. by two guys. It looked like a couple amateurs trying to submit to a seasoned femdom. Granted, I didn’t have much experience with male submission to compete with them, but by this point had plenty of experience in BDSM and Dom/sub activities in the reverse role (it had simply been much easier to find partners or girlfriends that wanted to submit).

I made my way to her, and made some confident sounding soundbite — I don’t remember exactly what I said but the gist was I thought I knew I could outperform the current guys. She suggested I try worshipping her, starting at her feet, and within a couple minutes she dismissed the other two guys.

The Timestop: Chapter 2

2 years ago i started a series called “The Timestop”. Unfortunately the last two years have been very hard for me and, despite having a lot of the main story completed, I was unable to publish anymore of the story. The last few months have been a lot easier and i am now pleased to say that a lot more content is on the way. I plan to publish the next few chapters of The Timestop before introducing a new series along side it. Chapter 2 is not as long as the last chapter but I had to restructure a lot of the story and so this is a compromise I have had to make. I hope you enjoy and I promise chapter 3 will be far better.

The Timestop Chapter 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/5116xd/the_timestop_str8_fm_school_anal_huml_cuck_nc/](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/5116xd/the_timestop_str8_fm_school_anal_huml_cuck_nc/)

Chapter 2:

Mrs Carter sprang back into life as I unfroze time

“Now girls-“ she said before stopped mid sentence. Her eyes had suddenly gone wide and her jaw started to slack.

“Time…time…I…” she muttered as her hips started to gyrate and her hands dug into the desk. i could see her knuckles going white as she found to keep herself composed, her look of shock turning into confusion.