I (26F) let my abusive ex boyfriend fuck me once again and actually begged for it

So it was a kink of mine that I never had the courage to make happen before. I enjoy psychologycal humiliation and have a sort of very “subjetives” kinks that not everyone understands. One of them were to humiliate myself in front of a man that I hate or hate me, prefereably an ex. But all my exes turned to became my friends after our break ups.

Then I dated this guy (31) who was really a prick to me, like, always gaslighting me, yelling, being sexist. He was that kind of guy who poses as a woke and feminist man, but is really sexist and likes to mansplaing etc. And I was really really in love with him. We were together for 1 yr and 2 months and it was always clear that he still loved her ex and kind of don’t liked me as a person, just liked my appearence and the sex. Not to mention that our sex was always really violent and degrading (to me, of course). I lost the count of how many times we fucked after a fight while he slapped my face really hard, spit on my face, things like that while I cry (during sex) as if he was still angry with me. I always enjoyed that kind of toxic sex.

S.O.L. Games: Jump Ropes (teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. kinda ‘choose your own adventure’) [Str8][mf][nc][rape][bondage][Mdom][sadism]

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*Pronounced ‘soul’ games. First-person, creepy, non-chronological, episodic stories inspired by the anime “Euphoria”, the book “Battle Royal”, the show “Squid Games”, etc. In this one, I choose my childhood friend, a thin blonde 18yo senior.*

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence/Non-con

-Creepy/gross Sniffing/tasting (feet, sweat, bodily fluids, everything)

-Blood

-Anal abuse

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Jump Ropes

The Mourning of Day 29 [MF][Chastity][Cuckolding]

It’s the morning of day 29. It’s a beautiful Sunday in the summer, but it’s probably too hot to do anything outside. Granted, that’s not what we had planned. My cock has been repeatedly caged for the last 28 days.

I haven’t cum in over a month. You surprised me by busting out the cage after we hadn’t had sex in a few days. It was vanilla, nice at the time. Now, I’d do anything just to feel the warm wetness of your pussy around my cock. Thinking about it makes me hard. Waking up on the couch with a massive boner isn’t unpleasant, even if my cock is a little sore from the 28 days of caging.

On day one, the click of the lock woke me up. I was excited, and started to feel my cock testing its confinement immediately. “If you don’t want to fuck me,” you said, “then you aren’t allowed to fuck me.” I guess making you wait four days was too long. From that moment on there were rules.

The Office Slut – Part 1 [Mdom] [Blackmail] [Public Humiliation]

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet our new office slut, the former Ms. Reynolds. You may not know this, but she was embezzling large sums of money from the company. We came to a little agreement about how she’d like to pay back her debt, and you’ll all have the opportunity to benefit from it. She’s free-use, so anyone in the office is welcome to use her as you please, anytime you’d like.” 

    Whispers broke out across the room, and while I couldn’t hear most of the time, a few were audible. 

    “What a whore…who willingly gives their body away instead of going to jail.” 

    “I never liked her…you can bet I’m going to use that ass the first chance I get.” 

    “How humiliating for her, she’s pathetic.” 

    My face continued to flush even redder with each comment, and I wanted to disappear. I had avoided jail time and saved my professional reputation, but at what cost? I was on my knees with a plug in my ass  – how much worse could things get? 

    Unfortunately, I didn’t know it at the time…but things could get much, much worse. 

The Challenge – [Mf] – Dubious Consent [bdsm][nc]

The first time her phone beeped, she was finishing up with the last of her work emails and readying for her shower. Just a bit of work, little items she hadn’t had time to deal with at the restaurant and wanted the quiet of home to concentrate on. She had the discipline to ignore her phone until she was done.

She was still in the black work blouse, but had switched over to a pair of fluffy cat pajama bottoms the moment she got in the door. She had forgotten about it by the time she finished and began to strip, but was reminded when phone beeped again. When she saw who it was, she smiled broadly. Her stranger. Her danger. Her challenge.

His first text read – “My lovely little slut. Does your heart flutter knowing I’m coming for you? Does the fuck hole you call a cunt drip? Knowing I’m out here. Searching. Hunting. My little pretty prey. My victim. You will be mine soon. And there is nothing you can do about it. Just remember, as I’m doing the most awful of things to you, vile, disgusting things that no woman should enjoy, you will know that it is only happening because of your challenge.”

I [F] Had a Foursome [MMMF]. Did I Fuck My Brother!?!?

So, I’m seriously shook up about this. About 6 months ago I was involved with an older guy. He was about 10 years older than my 24 year-old self. It was purely sexual, not really a relationship.

One night I wanted him to come over, but he was having poker night with a few of his friends. I made a joke saying “I wish I could be the prize”, to which he didn’t respond and I quickly forgot about it.

The next time he came over he asked me point blank if I was serious about being a “prize”. I told him I was joking, but that it was always a fantasy of mine to be with multiple guys at once. A few hours later, we’re in bed and he brings it up again, joking that I would have 6X the fun if I came to poker night. The comment and the look he gave me really turned me on and I responded, “Okay, set it up, but only if you think you can handle watching me fuck your friends.” That made it real and for the next couple of hours we talked about how we would do it. Then we fucked again, and afterwards decided we were both sort of uncomfortable with it for different reasons. For me it was the size of the group. Six guys is a lot of fun to fantasize about, but in reality I think it might be too many. For him it was insecurity. I guess he was worried about me being more attracted to his friends.

Chapter 2: The Witch [Fantasy][FM][Masturbation][noncon to con][rape][spanking][femdom][bondage]

Hello again dear reader,

Just a short side note from the writer: if you find the cut between chapter 2 and 3 weird or not really fitting as a chapter change, so do I. Apparently, I am only allowed 4000 characters per post. So I had to split the original chapter 2 into two different ones. Do not worry at the end of this one and just read on in the next if you want.

I hope you enjoy it :)

**Shael’s Night**

(ch.3)first time writing. need thoughts and constructive criticism. mostly need help in conversations(SPH)(femdom)

Chapter III

(The beach)

The honeymooners wrapped up the weirdest day of their lives and now are ready to begin a new one. Eric and Jessica woke up, had their coffee and breakfast in bed just like the previous day. Then they started to get ready to go to the beach with their new friends. Jessica was super excited and eager to get ready fast, she didn’t want to be late. Eric on the other hand wasn’t as eager, in fact he was trying to think of a way out of their date, but his brain was still in a fog from last night’s events.

They get ready and head to the lobby to meet Bruce and crystal. Crystal was waiting for them and told them to hurry up. Bruce rented a van and a driver to take them to a beach about thirty minutes away; they have been to it before and love it. They all put their things in the trunk and get in. This was a really fancy Mercedes van with the black leather seats facing each other. Bruce opens a built-in chiller and takes out a bottle of champagne, opens it and pours everyone a glass.

(ch.3)first time writing. need thoughts and constructive criticism. mostly need help in conversations(SPH)(femdom)

Chapter III

(The beach)

The honeymooners wrapped up the weirdest day of their lives and now are ready to begin a new one. Eric and Jessica woke up, had their coffee and breakfast in bed just like the previous day. Then they started to get ready to go to the beach with their new friends. Jessica was super excited and eager to get ready fast, she didn’t want to be late. Eric on the other hand wasn’t as eager, in fact he was trying to think of a way out of their date, but his brain was still in a fog from last night’s events.

They get ready and head to the lobby to meet Bruce and crystal. Crystal was waiting for them and told them to hurry up. Bruce rented a van and a driver to take them to a beach about thirty minutes away; they have been to it before and love it. They all put their things in the trunk and get in. This was a really fancy Mercedes van with the black leather seats facing each other. Bruce opens a built-in chiller and takes out a bottle of champagne, opens it and pours everyone a glass.

It’s just one date, part 3. [MF] [Misogyny] [Humiliation]

I saw his hand reach across the table and pull his phone back.

“Hey, do you want to see something funny?”

I didn’t respond, I couldn’t. I was still screaming at myself to leave.

“Here we go…” he slides the phone back in front of me and I can see it’s open to one of his conversations.

> **Amber:** Please, you’ll be doing me a huge favor and she’s beyond desperate I promise
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> **James:** I mean, that picture you sent was not flattering. Was that from a while ago at least?
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> **Amber:** I thought you liked girls with no self esteem?
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> **James:** They’re entertaining, but I don’t know if I want to have dinner with them…
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> **Amber:** PLEASE!! I need her on my good side. Look, she’ll probably fucking blow you in the bathroom if you get a few drinks in her. It’s just one night!
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> **James:** Fine, I’m ditching her with the bill if she’s boring though. That’s on you.
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> **Amber:** Thank you thank you thank you!!!