That Time Lisa Convinced Her Boyfriend to Enslave Her For a Threesome, Part Three (m/f/f) (Twins) (Bondage) (Final)

Lisa’s head was spinning. For so long, she had fantasied about the idea of being taken as a slave and used to pleasure someone else. For so long it had been a core part of her desires, filled her head with want and lust. Now at last it was happening, and she couldn’t get over how it made her feel.

She was naked, tied to a bed with her arms bound above her head and her legs spread by ropes. Her pussy was soaking, inflamed with desire and want which rushed through her with every thought. She’d just seen her boyfriend fuck her sister, taking her from behind as Diana was herself forced to eat Lisa out. She knew she would remember the feel of her twin sister’s tongue against her pussy for as long as she lived.

She felt humiliated, ashamed, powerless and more turned on than she ever had in her life. Her heart pounded, and her breathing was fast. The cold air pressed against her tingling skin,the ropes bit into her thighs and her wrists. The bed was soft and inviting below her, and above her, Kyle knelt.

[Part 2] In a Flash (female pov, nc, MMF, imprisonment, bondage, creampie)

[Part 1]([https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udkgev/in_a_flash_female_pov_nc_age_difference/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udkgev/in_a_flash_female_pov_nc_age_difference/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf))

Trigger Warning!

While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read. 

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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Another hour passed, at least, and I was still chained to the bed. There had been some muffled noise coming from upstairs for a bit now, but nothing came near my room, at least not that I had noticed. So I was surprised when the door opened suddenly.

In stepped a shorter woman, she was dressed only in a red sheer silk robe which left nothing but perhaps some small details to the imagination. A tall man in khaki shorts and a plain t-shirt. He stood by the entrance as the woman approached me.

“Hi, just here to get you ready,” she told me in a comforting voice. “Let me get you untied and we’ll let you use the restroom. They haven’t given you a chance to go yet huh?”

I shook my head.

My Wife’s Friend Matt Comes to Visit [consensual cuckold] some [humiliation] [long] [MF]/[MMF]

This story happened well into my relationship with Chloe, after the craziness of college and when we had our lives together. Careers, a home, financial stability, and (critically) no kids. Don’t get me wrong, we were both still quite young, but not college students anymore. At the time, Chloe didn’t really have anyone she was seeing steadily (outside of me, that is), so the cuckold aspects of our relationship were limited to roleplay. That didn’t bother us too much, but we both agreed that there was just no replacement for the real thing.

One of the people who showed up most often in these roleplays was a guy named Matt. You might recognize that name if you’ve read my other stories, but I’ll give a little context for anyone who hasn’t. Matt was the first guy I ever watched Chloe fuck, and he also happens to have the biggest dick I’ve ever seen in real life. He’s about an inch taller than me, making him about 3″ taller than Chloe, but he’s absolutely ripped. He was already fit in college, but after college he went on to become a firefighter and his physique got even better.

Knight of Desire – Part 5, The Wicked’s Requite [Futa on Futa] [Dark] [Rape] [Enslavement] [Degradation] [Paralysis] [Face Fuck] [Creampie]

Plot Summary: Sienna goes out at night to search for the catacomb’s entrance so that she can finally retrieve the Flame of Desire, a powerful artifact of her demonic mistress. On the way she encounters some guards raping a poor girl and decides to intervene. Using her magic she incapacitates them, kills one of them, and decides to take the other as her new pet. Sienna rapes, degrades, and enslaves the guard, and then takes her along to the catacombs.

Sienna character reference: [https://www.reddit.com/user/thunderwheat/comments/ujzqgk/updated_art_for_my_futanari_oc_sienna/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/user/thunderwheat/comments/ujzqgk/updated_art_for_my_futanari_oc_sienna/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Above Average Content Warning: This part is pretty dark, containing rape, enslavement, extreme degradation, and someone getting executed (not snuff, don’t worry.) I just wanted to put it out there that while Sienna is the protagonist, she is not necessarily a good person. As always, I do not condone any real non-consensual acts, so be warned and enjoy!

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It Started With D&D (f/f)(Domination)(Bondage)(Commission)

It started with a game of D&D, which was a fancy way of saying that it did not, in fact, start with D&D. Dungeons and Dragons might have made her aware of it, but it had actually started long before that However, this realisation would come later. Initially, at least, Amanda thought that it started with a game of D&D.

She’d been playing D&D since she turned eighteen. She’d loved fantasy for as long as she could remember, so when her best friend Heather offered her a place in a game, she was in like a shot.

Their current campaign had been running for almost a year now. There were four of them, three players plus Heather, the GM. Amanda, a punk girl called Stacy and a slab of muscle and benevolence known as Dave.

Things came to a head late one session, they’d been dungeon diving and had finally defeated a high level enemy who had been dogging them for most of the campaign.

“You search the old tomb,” Heather had said from her patented GM chair of power. “The bodies that once rested here are long gone, but many of their burial goods remain. They are piled in a great heap on the floor before you. Some of it may be magical.”

A lesbian gets groped (and then some) during a nap by a group of guys- she kinda likes it: [MMMMf] [Dubcon] [CNC] [assault] [anal] [sleep] [groping]

What a bitch.

That was the sentiment playing in Angela’s head as she went up to the pool deck on the roof of her condo building. She had just run into the President of the Homeowner’s association- Karen, because of course that was her name- in the elevator. Karen was much too reserved (repressed?) to show any direct disdain for Angela and her “lifestyle”, but did an excellent job getting her point across nonetheless. It started with an up and down assessment of Angela’s outfit; Karen’s prying eyes taking in every inch of her five-foot-something frame, stopping to linger at the ample cleavage spilling from her black and white bikini top. A distinct “tsk” escaped Karen’s pursed lips before she plastered on the fakest of smiles. “Angela, dear, how are you?” she sang, the very picture of propriety in her shapeless pantsuit. “I’m fine, Karen, how are you?” Angela replied, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at the charade. Angela knew how to play the game- pretending she didn’t know about Karen’s plight to block their condo application, not to mention her subsequent attempts to turn neighbours against them- all because she didn’t approve of their “lifestyle”-if she only knew. Luckily Angela and her partner Liane were likeable people, and the neighbours (along with everyone else on the planet) could see through Karen’s nonsense. Two of those neighbours, in fact, had become regular play partners in Angela and Liane’s open relationship- she wondered what Karen would think about that. Angela bit her tongue as Karen prattled on about who knows what, willing the elevator to speed up. At long last Karen got off on her floor, not before grasping Angela’s hand in some sort of white woman handshake. Angela wondered what Karen would say if she knew that Angela’s hand was inside her partner a couple of hours ago- and she hadn’t washed it.

Approval (public humiliation, praise, sub, Dom, exhibitionists)

She asked for my approval
I nodded my head, yes
A bar room full of people
As she slipped out of her dress

I could see her face turn red
As she looked down at her feet
I connected her leash and collar
Time for her meet and greet

She had asked me to push her limits
Is this what she had in mind?
Degrade her in a room full of strangers
She needed to be kept in line

Leash held tight in my grip
I led her around the room
Determined to keep me pleased
Her behaviors I began to groom

Some folks pointed and laughed
Other faces purely shocked
It was getting close to closing time
The front door now was locked

She struggled with her confidence
“Hold your head high,” I commanded
She did just as she was told
Whatever I demanded

Prancing around the room
Red faced in panties and bra
I bent her over the pool table
And slapped her ass till it was raw

With every slap of my hand
She let out another squeak
The only sound allowed out of her mouth
She was told she could not speak

The Butler (Extreme age gap, spanking, watersports, MF)

This will be a multiple part story of naughty fun. Hopefully someone enjoys it.

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“Alicia, your father wants me to inform you that you are grounded until you go away to college,” stuffy old Bennet the butler informs me. “You are to stay in the house and only allow visitors that’s on an approved guest list. You may only attend  charitable events or parties where your family is invited.”

“What? this is bullshit, I’m eighteen, he can’t tell me what to do,” I cross my arms but really I want to hit someone. 

“He thought you might say that,” Bennet dryly says, “If you go against his wishes he’ll cut your access off to credit cards when you go away to college this fall and he will not pay for the lavish accommodations he had arranged for you.”

“Daddy is upset but he’ll get over it,” I scoff. 

Blackmailed into fucking her colleagues: [MMMMf] [Noncon] [Blackmail]

Jessica snapped a photo of herself in the mirror. She had just gotten out of the shower, and had her hair wrapped in a towel. She was otherwise nude. “Just a little treat for Scott,” she thought, snapping a couple of different angles. She got a look at the time out of the corner of her eye and realized that she was VERY late for work. She quickly hit send on her two favourites- one with her squeezing one of her perfect nipples, and the other with her leg up on the counter, fully exposing her cute pussy- smiling to herself as she imagined the kind of reaction that Scott would have when he received them at work.

Jessica’s day continued on as usual; she was interning at a large communications firm and spent a large chunk of her day writing copy. It was somewhat boring work, but the internship provided invaluable networking opportunities for her career. She was a little surprised that she hadn’t yet gotten a text back from Scott, but assumed that perhaps he was just having a busy day. It was for this reason that she didn’t understand why Mark stopped by her office.

Teacher Sub – Chapter 2 (MF, ds, bd)

Chapter 2 – More Ron, More Learning

I found it hard to concentrate on my studies that fall. I was thinking of Ron a lot and what he did to me and for me in the bedroom. Luckily, my courses were pretty easy, so I wasn’t in danger of failing. On top of that, as much as I wanted to be with him, I also was scared of going too deep into this dom/sub lifestyle. I was possibly more scared of myself than of Ron. Still, I saw him about once a week. We rarely went out; mostly, I just came over to his house and we would fuck and suck until we collapsed on his bed.

Come February and I had done a few new things during our play times. Early on, we established a safe word I could use if things were getting out of hand: “watermelon.” We played where he would cuff me at my ankles and wrists to his bed as he had his way with me. I liked that a lot. We did some whipping, but I only liked that if it was not too hard. We did some spanking stuff and found I liked that as part of sex, but not as straight out discipline.