The Pleasure Wife Part 2 [20F/30M] [King/Servant] [NonCon] [Humiliation] [Creampie] [Control] [PussyLicking]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*For Part 1, please see my profile. I hope you enjoy!*

King Elric began his systematic approach to breaking me immediately.

After the first time where he commanded me to my knees and feed me his cock, I was given my list of instructions.

The first was to only wear what he had given me to wear. I had access to a full wardrobe but all of the dresses were completely see-through and barely covered me. I stared at them in dismay – I would be expected to walk around the castle in these, where everyone could see me. He was staking his claim on my body; everyone could look but not touch. It was also clearly a show of his control and power, that I would put myself through this regular humiliation for his pleasure.

The second rule was that I was to sleep in his bed with him each night. I also had my own room, a beautiful space, but I wasn’t allowed to sleep there.

[M]y nerdy [F]WB – figuring out what we really wanted (Part 7 of my saga with Beth)

I’m getting toward the end of the accounts of my time with Beth. It was a crazy time in my life that I’ve remembered in great detail for all these years. If you’ve read the previous installments, you’ll understand why these memories have stuck with me the way they have. The previous installment is [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/UndergroundEdge21/comments/xvzmp1/my_nerdy_fwb_after_the_show_word_got_around_part/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). By the way, if any of you younger folks don’t know what Caller ID is, or what it means to “let the machine pick it up,” ask someone who is 40 or older. This installment picks up at the exact moment the previous one left off. This is a long one, but read to the end and you won’t be disappointed.

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My mind was racing as I came down from the high of the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. The physical and emotional ride that I had just been on was indescribable. My body had experienced sensations that I didn’t know were possible. My mind had experienced anger and lust, rage and passion, jealousy and deep affection, and…control.

Control.

It was like a switch had flipped in my head.

The Pleasure Wife [20F/30M] [King/Servant] [Noncon] [Oral] [Humiliation]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*If you like this story, please consider checking out my others on GumRoad and Kindle. Enjoy!*

The tavern was full that night, loud with celebration and relief. Huge steins of beer were passed around while, froth spilling over the sides while people laughed and toasted.

“Amelia!” a patron shouted my name from the bar. “Another!”

Filling an empty stein, I shouted back over the noise.

“The whole village is here tonight!”

“Well, of course,” he grinned back at me, a few teeth missing. “The King is dead!”

With that, the rest of the tavern cheered. Amongst all the chaos, I spotted someone not quite as cheerful.

A lone man sat at the bar, a whiskey in hand. His hood was pulled up over his head and a long, inky black cloak covered his body, leaving little to identify him. I narrowed my eyes. The village was getting by but no one from around here had the money for a fabric like the velvet draped over his shoulders.

“You new?” I asked him, suspicious but attempting to disguise it by casually wiping a glass.

24 [F] GF exploring cuckolding for first time

Hello! I just want to introduce myself and start writing out the story of how my GF and I are progressing into exploring cuckolding. I am 27 and she is 24, and we have been together for about 5 years now. I am your typically “type A” personality who has been sexually submissive for as long as I can remember, and because of this, we have had somewhat of a femdom bedroom where my GF is dominant over me.

This eventually led to me bringing up cuckolding to her a few years ago, and to my surprise, she was more intrigued than negatively shocked by it. Since then, we have incorporated cuckolding as a theme in our sex life, though we have not gone all the way with it yet. She likes to tease me about guys she finds attractive, and we have slowly been increasing the discussion to the point where we would like to try it at some point soon. We generally aren’t comfortable playing locally as we want to keep this private, so a lot of our “plans” are based on us taking vacations and finding opportunities to bring it to reality. So that is a brief introduction, and am welcome to questions if anyone has any.

[C] Cyberpunk: A Humiliating Hacking [M 20’s] [F 20’s] [Molestation/rape] [Mind control] [Femdom]

[Features: Humiliation, small penis humiliation, cyberpunk, brain hacking, post orgasm torture, rape and molestation, premature ejaculation, female masturbation]

Cassandra, or as everyone actually called her, Cassy, was a bit of an odd duck. She had grown up in the System and that had most certainly not helped anything, moving from one bad home to the next and sometimes living in modern orphanages called Foster Care housing. Either way, it had helped her quickly get use to what everyone felt sooner or later. Power Disparity.

The Club’s music was loud and the lights were strobing enough to give a regular man a seizure.

That was a healthy part of the why. Why the way she was the way she was. But it wasn’t the whole story. Sure, a shitty childhood growing up, being helpless, was a strong part of it. But it wasn’t everything. Here in Cyber City (renamed from Franklin City due to the mayor having extraordinarily bad taste), and most of the surviving planet by now, the Power disparity was insane. One poor man could starve and die on the streets and another man with money could augment himself to be able to withstand high caliber bullets and think at 10x the speed of a normal human. And that was without getting into the really high tech level individuals.

Daddy and his cum slut train the new coach. [free use] [sports massage] [maledom] [femsub] [malesub] [age gap] [humiliation] [threesome] [corruption kink] .

Part 1. The new coach

“Shit.”

I was already running late to class, and now there was an accident up ahead. I nervously checked the clock. My fitness coach, Adam, was a stickler for punctuality. Any more than 10 minutes late and he wouldn’t allow me in. I wondered how many blow jobs I’d have to promise for him to break a gym rule for me. Nowhere was he more dominating or demanding of obedience than at his gym.

Finally traffic started moving. I got to the gym, parked, and hastily made my way inside.

“You’re LATE, L. Get to work on your warmup. 500 meters, rower. Now.”

This was not off to a great start.

As I rowed and sweat began to build on my forehead, Adam came over between barking orders at other clients. He knelt beside me.

“Everything good baby girl? You came in in a rush”

“Just traffic. I’m good, Coach.”

“Ok good. Then I’m going to push you today. Your ankle sprain is looking better and we need to regain ground on your squats” he said with a grin.

The Office Boss [22F/38M] [Noncon] [Age Gap] [Humiliation]

*All characters are over the age of 18*

*This is The Book of Florence Volume II: The Office Boss. If you liked this, please consider checking out the full series on GumRoad or Amazon Kindle.*

I had started a new position as Secretary to the CEO of a prestigious financial company and was excited to receive my welcome email. But the instructions said I needed to wear the uniform they sent me. I held up the sheer white blouse and tight pencil skirt, confused.

My grades from high school hadn’t been great and I had barely passed college – despite letting Mr. Miller take my regular and anal virginity, I had still just managed to scrape by. My parents always said I made up for what I lacked in academics with buckets of enthusiasm and I guess they were right. In the job interview, I felt sure I had mucked up every question but my eagerness to do a good job must have come through. That, and the look the CEO gave me was the same as Mr. Miller. I briefly wondered if I should worry about that but quickly put it aside; this was a fresh start and I didn’t want to get on anyone’s bad side by making assumptions.

M42 F18 Visiting her boyfriend’s house over the weekend (part 2/?) (groping, blowjob, dub-con, age gap)

Kelsey floated by herself in the pool, her head clouded with the events that seemed to last for hours and yet were probably only a few minutes. His fingers on her ankle, crawling up her leg, to her thigh… she closed her eyes and squeezed her legs shut, feeling her pussy throb with tension and desire. His hand was so close to her, just a few more seconds, and it would have been between her legs, stroking her, making her feel… wanted… desired.

She paddled her way back to the edge of the pool breathing heavily. Once she pulled herself out, she dried her smooth, pale legs free from the water and wrapped the towel around her waist. Alice opened the sliding glass door that led to the kitchen and called out to her. “Kelsey! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the pool. Jack said you found your way in.” The older woman stepped outside, followed by Mr. Miller. He stood behind her with a small, smirking grin on his face as Alice placed her hands on Kelsey’s shoulders with a wide, happy expression.

“Oh my god, you’re so cute. Bill is such a lucky kid,” Alice said, and pulled Kelsey into a hug.

Window Cleaners Did Me Dirty [18yo girl, humiliation, cucumber]

I was brutally tired after the party and went straight back to sleep. Dylan was following me the entire evening wanting to get me to to sleep with him. But I am no whore so I just provoked him the whole time asking him what he likes about me. He said he likes my dirty blond hair, my athletic figure and when he was more drunk, he said that I have unusually large and well formed tits for an 18 year old. That was when I quietly disappeared and went home to sleep.

I always sleep naked in the summer and tonight was no different. What I totally forgot about was the crew of windows cleaners who were supposed to be working on our building since the next morning.

When I opened my eyes I saw 2 guys standing behind my bedroom window in the 15th floor on a cleaning platform, looking at me and salivating! One of them was holding a smartphone presumably taking pictures!

I screamed stupidly and covered myself up with a blanket. They were both dressed in blue workers clothes. One was short with pronounced beer belly in his 40s and the other slightly younger, tall and thin but hideously strong looking.

[FM] part 4 with Madison

Madison and I were laying comfortably together, not talking,  just listening to each other breath.  I couldn’t help but look her up an down. She was just flawless. The quiet comfortable was broken at the washing machine rang out its dumb little song.  I thought it would never stop, funny, I’d never really noticed it before. Madison started to stir beside me. “I think the washer is done” she said as she sat up. “I can go switch it to the dryer real quick, I’ll be right back” I told her as I slipped off the side of the bed. She hopped off the other side as I stood.  “Do you have an old shirt or something I could wear?” She asked.  “I’m sure I can find something” I replied as I headed to the closet.  Finding a soft and comfortable button up flannel I retrieved it and carried it to her. “This should suffice I think” I smiled handing it too her.