With a week to go before the first session Mali was already theirs, ‘a thing’, ‘an object’ that for at least the next six months they now effectively owned. The scale of responsibility was both unsettling and exciting – not least with Mali’s last ‘ask’ for her pussy “to be gloriously ruined… broken”. Initially it had troubled Freya, who as a mother knew what it was like to have herself physically ‘rearranged’ by giving birth – why would someone choose to deliberately, permanently and brutally change that part of themselves without the resulting gift of a child? Freya was all too aware of the changes her body had undergone – not least the struggle to control her bladder when exercising hard and the need to be a little less wanton when having sex.
Tag: Humiliation
The day when I became a submissive sissy for a BBC in NYC
This is a story about the most lustful experience of my life. Dialogue and thoughts of the event have been reproduced to the best of my ability.
It was late, past midnight. The windows of the motel were left wide open, New York City’s endless noise humming in the distance, and a cool summer breeze was brushing against my cleanly shaved body, when I caught a glimpse of someone in the room’s unusually large mirror. The reflection in the mirror was that of a youthful girl with flat chest but a pleasantly large and quite smooth butt. She was dressed in silky soft lingerie, covered by a red robe, and wearing an embroidered Venice mask. I stared blankly ahead, enamored by the sexy sight, thinking that I wanted to fuck the curly hair brunet in the mirror—but forgetting that the girl was in fact me, feminized and ready to receive a load from the muscular and dominating BBC that was about to emerge from the shower.
But before I tell you more about that night, the night when I became a submissive cock-sucking slut, I should tell you how it all started.
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Late to Dinner (Part 4) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Daddy/little girl] [Humiliation] [Foreplay] [Public Play]
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Authors note: In certain scenes throughout my writing you will see ‘Daddy’ and ‘Damien’ each used throughout. This is to show the reality of how difficult it can be to submit in a public setting and how it requires mental fitness for the sub, and for the Dom to help lead, enjoy!
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I walk out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. Hair fixed, dress in place, body still and pussy cleaned up. Five minutes of fucking felt like hours after what my body just went through.
I sit down at the table. Damien is completely composed. He’s so happy with that gorgeous smile on his face, rare, and large arm movements as he’s telling a story to the table. Everyone seems to be a few drinks in and starting to get louder as I’m drowned in laughter. My wine made it to the table, but I need something stronger. I see the waiter and flag him down with my hand. He walks over and I whisper, “I’ll take a dirty martini, vodka please.”
Late to Dinner (Part 3) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Daddy/little girl] [humiliation] [Public Play] [Anal]
“Damien! So good to see you, buddy,” Oliver shouts as we walk up to our table.
Oliver, daddy’s best friend from college, embraces Damien with a hug and then immediately looks in my direction. His eyes hardly meet mine as they linger to the bottom of this ridiculously short dress. I look around the restaurant with embarrassment plastered on my face. A familiar place. I have fond memories here, my favorite seafood restaurant, to which I frequently visit with colleagues. Now it’s the restaurant where Im flaunting my body around in a dress that hardly covers my ass. Plus, being a little slut as I clench the buttplug inside me to prevent the wetness from my pussy leaking down my leg.
“This must by Lillian! Or do you go by Lilly?” Oliver shouts again.
As Oliver shouts my name I start to pull out of my submission. I’m trying to focus on reality and I touch Damien’s arm for support. I need him right now to help me get through this dinner.
“Lillian.” I say flatly. “Lilly is a bit childish.” I let out in a higher pitch, correcting my tone.
F40/MM20 Wonder Woman Paintball with Goblins 1 (Non consent, superheroine peril, goblins)
Diana Prince looked at the security camera images. The blur’s defeating the mundane security argued magic was involved. The scuttering/scurrying motion, the pack like motion of the shadows set up an instinctive fear in the amazing Amazon. Deep in her core, a horror awoke, a racial fear even her divine blood wasn’t immune to.
“Goblins!” She muttered.
The shadows swarmed over the police, ignoring their guns, the shots shown in silence on the video only feed blasted into the air around the blurs without any effect. The goblins cut into the half dozen police and blood sprayed.
Half the size of a human, faster than a wolf, more savage than a lion, hunting with intelligence and cruelty beyond that of any mere animal, the goblins cut through the police without slowing or stopping. What they did to men was mere butchery, what they did to women was far worse.
Turning to the IDAC officers, she gave what was unmistakably a command.
Late to Dinner (Part 1) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Anal] [Humiliation] [Spanking] [Foreplay]
I hear the door unlock as I’m laying naked on my stomach on the leather couch. My feet up in the air as I’m reading my romance novel.
Fuck. Im supposed to be dressed and ready for dinner. Daddy has friends in town.
Daddy walks in and immediately glances in my direction and meets my big brown eyes full of worry. I let out a big smile as his mouth turns into a frown. His olive green button up compliments his skin tone and hazel eyes perfectly as his beige pants squeeze his thighs in a way that makes my pussy melt.
“Go get dressed. Now,” he says sternly. He’s upset. The moment he saw me, he was already thinking of what my punishment would be. I walk over and smell his pinewood cologne, which makes me moan and I slowly kiss his lips. This makes him increasingly flustered, but I enjoy teasing him this way.
He grabs my hand and leads me into the bedroom, then picks up the long olive green dress he laid out for me this morning and places it back into the closet. He pulls out my mini beige strapless dress that I only wear on hot summer days by the beach, and says, “Since you enjoy being a tease so much.”
Unfaithful married Asian gets taken to a special dinner party [MMF] [Cheating] [Asian] [humiliation] [wives] [BWC]
A few years ago when I was with my Asian slut, I decided to make her dreams come true and find a way for her to be degraded and treated like an object by multiple white men. So, about a year into our FWB relationship, I went online and found another local Dom who had similar interests as myself. He and his slut wife hosted regular dinner parties/swinger sessions at their home with another young couple. After telling him about myself and my Korean princess, and after going into detail explaining her kinks and the special things I wanted, he invited me to join them for one of their parties and I set it up for a future Friday evening. I didn’t want her to have a chance to prepare herself, so I kept it a secret and my little Korean slut had no idea – all I told her was she needed to tell her worthless Asian husband that she was going out with the girls after work and she wouldn’t be home until after the bars closed.
Aunt Keri gets a new Master (fiction, incest)
“Watch out for Boots!”
“Oh shit!”
The cat screeched as my nephew stepped on its tail, running between his legs. He tripped and dropped the dresser he was carrying into my bedroom, it’s contents spilling wildly onto the floor.
“Sorry aunt Keri, I didn’t see him there.”
I was a bit shocked no one came to see what the loud thud was, but the family Christmas party downstairs was as raucous as ever. My family was a big one, and our parties tended to get wild enough we’ve had neighbors complain before.
“It’s OK Sam, you couldn’t have seen him with that big thing in your hands.”
Sure enough the dresser was a large one, but my sister’s son has always been an athletic boy, his 6’1 frame lean and muscled even as a boy, something his recent time in the Marines had only amplified. He was a handsome slab of muscle these days, on leave for the holiday. When I had mentioned to him I was thinking about moving the dresser out of the guest room, he had simply lifted it up; and asked where I wanted it.
the tinder date ch 2 [degradation] [humiliation][forced][CNC][foot worship][whipping][abuse][mff]
after the 20 minutes of silence, with his foot still on mine and his slaves back, he moved the leg that was on my back and placed it on the floor next to me, then without looking, pointed at his exposed cock and told me to clean it up
at this point my back was killing me so I went back up, sitting on my knees and stretching my back, I looked at him with a concerned look
“ummm shouldn’t … your slave be the one to do that?” I asked quietly
he looked at me and with a smile
“she’s a bit busy right now, cmon, just a couple of rubs with the towel and that’s it”
I slowly took the towel, and enveloped his cock with it and started rubbing, going under the hairy balls and around the hairy cock, trying to get all the spit, alot of has dried, but the leaks of precum makes the cock appear glistening
while I was cleaning his cock, he grabbed the crop and whipped his slave in the ass making her whimper
the tinder date ch 2 [degradation] [humiliation][forced][CNC][foot worship][whipping][abuse]
after the 20 minutes of silence, with his foot still on mine and his slaves back, he moved the leg that was on my back and placed it on the floor next to me, then without looking, pointed at his exposed cock and told me to clean it up
at this point my back was killing me so I went back up, sitting on my knees and stretching my back, I looked at him with a concerned look
“ummm shouldn’t … your slave be the one to do that?” I asked quietly
he looked at me and with a smile
“she’s a bit busy right now, cmon, just a couple of rubs with the towel and that’s it”
I slowly took the towel, and enveloped his cock with it and started rubbing, going under the hairy balls and around the hairy cock, trying to get all the spit, alot of has dried, but the leaks of precum makes the cock appear glistening
while I was cleaning his cock, he grabbed the crop and whipped his slave in the ass making her whimper