Bridal Photographer (M39, FF23, ff, mff, reluctant, orientation kink, bride, impregnation – 1,171 words)

**BRIDAL PHOTOGRAPHER**

Story by All These Roadworks (2023).

*Desiree and Phaedra hire a world-class photographer for their lesbian wedding – until they discover he expects to document their wedding night, too…*

**Author’s Note**: For avoidance of doubt, this story is fiction, and all characters are over the age of 18.

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Desiree and Phaedra wanted only the best for their lesbian wedding, so they insisted on world-famous photographer Frederick Molles to capture their ceremony in pictures.

They had to sign a special contract to get him, which gave him exclusive rights to document every aspect of their happy day, and they had to pay a small fortune to retain him, but they were sure it was all worth it.

On the day, everything was perfect. The ceremony was flawless, the reception was a joy, and as midnight came around, the happy newlyweds went to leave in their rented limousine.

The problem came when the photographer, Molles, tried to join them in the vehicle.

Bethany’s Confession [F23/MM29][rape, cons nc , threesome, dp, anal]

Bethany decides to finally admit her feelings to her crush Alex. It was the day before the holidays so if he reacted poorly she wouldn’t have to deal with the consequences for at least a week. To her surprise he not only reciprocates but he wants to show her the extent to which he does right there in the office. They make their way to an empty meeting room for what is supposed to be a private intimate affair. Unfortunately for Bethany, Alex is a little too willing to share.

**The Confession**

It was the last day before Bethany’s office closed for the holidays. As soon as the clock struck five she would not have to think about work for a full week of paid vacation. Of course that meant the day edged by. Every few minutes she would glance at the clock waiting for its hands to read 5:00.

From Riches to Rags [mf] [kidnapping] [knife play] [humiliation] [degradation] [pain play] [anal play] [pony girl]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

# Act One – Asking For Trouble

One look at Christy and anyone would agree that she had it all. The perfect job as a business associate with an annual income that was more than enough to cover bills and personal expenses ten fold. A large house with several nannies and caretakers. A faithful and attractive husband who also earned his keep, bringing in just as much as her. And last but not least, her looks were the envy of every person around her. Women wanted to be her. Men wanted to fuck her. But despite all this, she still wanted more. She yearned for that promotion that would not only set her up for the rest of her life, but have more control over every person of the company. Something she took great pleasure in. It was no secret she looked down on anyone she didn’t think lived up to her idea of perfection, and that was practically everyone. So it was no surprise that she jumped at the chance when one of the executives called her for a meeting that would determine if she’d make the promotion and accelerate her career.

Mother in law takes control part 15 [F58] [M27] [ginger] [spanking] [humiliation] [chastity]

Billy’s diaper was pulled down to his knees and dress lifted up to expose his butt while he laid flat on the table with ankles and wrists tied to the corners. His tears slipped down as he tried to beg through his cock shaped pacifier to not be spanked.

Alice was walking back with some implements she ordered earlier this week: a thick and thin cane, a narrow and wide wooden paddle, butt plugs, vibrators, and much much more.

She pulled the thin cane out first and rested it across his butt cheeks. He squirmed and she laughed. He heard her in the kitchen and it sounded like she was peeling potatoes. Her feet slapped the ground as she came back to the table

“Billy Billy Billy Billy. You seem to think you can do whatever you want still. Playing with yourself? No no no. Very very bad sissy baby. If you need some sexual relief, you have to beg mommy.”

She picked up the cane and said

“So beg…”

The first hit of the cane came down hard without warning. Billy cried loudly pulling against the restraints and Alice kept a steady pace going repeating herself,

Molly’s Obsession (First Anal, Age Gap) [19F, 50M]

Molly held her own gaze in the mirror, straightened up, adjusted her clothes some more, twisted left and right. The prospect loomed in her mind once more, and a short surge of adrenaline sent her heart rate up and a faint blush bloomed on her cheeks. She had every reason to think she could pretend there was nothing going on, act nonchalantly, and he’d most likely play along. It was just texts. Nobody had done anything wrong. The guilt pulsed in her stomach at that thought: she couldn’t undo what had already been said. She had crossed a line.

She straightened up again. 19 years old, her body was soft and curvaceous, her hips the width of her shoulders, roundly framing the adorable smooth pouch of her tummy with her waist coming to a beautiful cinch. Unclothed, her pert, soft breasts would naturally swoop outwards just a little, and each would fill one of her hands. Her butt, though… she’d need four hands to grasp all of it. There was a reason she avoided jeans, and lived in gym clothes and shapeless skirts. The giant peach. Devourer of underwear.

I [F] (19) spent about half a year in diapers as humiliation

This is quite a kinky story, if you don’t like that, than just don’t read it. If you like me because of my exhibitionism, I do still do a lot of that. But someone requested I post about my humiliation kink so here you go

I don’t have a kink where I like to be treated like a baby and it’s not because I like potty play, but I have a huge humiliation/degrade kink. I like feeling like I don’t have basic human rights. So one day I decided I could easily achieve this by saying that I’m not allowed to use the toilet at all anymore. I’m still going to shower, but if I need to use the bathroom I can’t use a toilet, it didn’t matter how I did it just not a toilet

For the first 2 weeks I did my business in my backyard. I was living in this small really old house. Like so old it had a shitty outhouse in the back. It probably hadn’t been used in years. Though tbh maybe it was just something the previous owners built for fun, idk. Either way I’m getting caught up in this. I didn’t use the outhouse cause I consider it a toilet, but I used outhouse as cover from neighbors windows. It was relatively safe.

Punishing the Shoplifter PART 2 [MMMF] [M40sF20s] [NC]

TW: Non-consent
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“Alright guys, I’m hard again. Let me get a taste of that young pussy,” the security guard said excitedly, massaging his girthy member. The two men destroying my holes both pulled out, giving me much needed relief from the pain. Yet, my orgasm was lost instantly, and I secretly ached for them to fill me back up.
The tattooed man walked up to my mouth and slapped my face. “Open up slut. You’re lucky we’re not calling the police on you, so you better make my cock and balls feel fucking incredible.” I nodded and he slapped me again. “Say ‘yes master’ when I speak to you, bitch.” “Yes mast-“ I started to say but couldn’t finish as he shoved his dick into my mouth, roughly grabbing my hair and pushing my head up and down. “Stick that tongue out more for me. That’s it bitch take this dick!” he whooped, and started to abuse my throat even harder. Roughly grabbing my throat, he commanded me to make eye contact with him while he fucked my face. His domineering gaze was one of a madman experiencing intense pleasure. I gagged and felt saliva and tears run down my now bare tits as I struggled to keep up with his fast rhythm. My face reddened with humiliation and arousal.
Suddenly, I felt a push in my asshole. I moaned, with my throat full of cock, as I felt the man with the 10 inch monster of a penis start to shove every inch into my already sore asshole. He slapped my soft ass cheeks incredibly hard, again and again. I could feel my tits bounce with every slap. Squeezing my ass roughly with both of his hands, he shoved every inch of himself into my hole, until his balls slapped against my sore cunt and his cock was buried all the way inside me. I looked back at him and he smiled, a sadistic glint in his face. The look in his eyes could only be described as one of unbridled lust and primal pleasure. My heart dropped. “You look so pretty stuffed full of cock sweetheart.” The tattooed man slapped me roughly, forcing his cock back down my throat. “Keep that whore mouth on this dick!” The man in my ass suddenly started to pound into me ruthlessly. I screamed around the cock violating my mouth- it was equal parts painful and arousing. “That’s it. Take this big dick in that pretty ass honey.” He said, laughing and clearly enjoying the sight and feel of me trying to squirm away.
I then felt the security guard roughly place his hands on my tits, digging his fingers into my soft flesh. He groped my tits roughly, and ran his fingers around my nipples which felt good. “Your pretty little boobs looked so good in that bikini. You know that the bikini’s the reason why you deserve to take it in all your holes at once like a good slut”. He then spit on his cock and pressed the tip around my hole, teasing me. All of a sudden, he shoved his hairy, fat cock into my pussy all at once. “Her cunts so tight holy fuck,” he groaned.
Having all my holes ravaged by three large, sweating, groaning men who were much older and bigger than me was terrifying. But a weird part of it was turning me on. As the two large cocks roughly thrust in and out of my swollen pussy, my pleasure started to build. I started to moan and unconsciously thrust my hips back against the men violating me. I felt my pussy start to clench around their erections and then I came, a powerful, shaking orgasm where pleasure flowed all throughout my body. The men all laughed and got rougher with me. “Damn, the little bitch really likes fat cock in her” the security guard remarked.
The man in my throat finally came hot, ropes of cum down my throat and pulled out to cum the rest on my face. He rubbed it in and spit on my already tear stained face. He got up, panting ,and finally leaving my tired mouth alone. The man in my ass started to quicken his pace, squeezing my ass cheeks so tightly in his big hands that I knew it was going to leave a bruise. “You ever had cum in your ass sweetheart?” He asked, feigning a sweet and caring tone that humiliated and made me wet. I shook my head. He pushed himself balls deep into my ass, and grunted loudly, in a primal sort of way as I felt him fill my ass up with his hot loads of semen.
Now it was just the security guard, still fucking my pussy like his life depended on it. I tried to crawl away, but he was too strong and pulled me back to him. “You’re an entitled thief, you need to be taught a lesson. You should be more grateful I’m not calling the police you on honey.”
He flipped me over onto my back and pulled out, grunting out loudly as he came hot cum on my tits. I curled up into a ball, sore and absolutely spent from all my holes being fucked, but he quickly pulled me back up by my hair. “I aint done with you yet honey. You’re staying under my desk for the rest of the day. Going to keep that pretty little mouth on these balls and keep me feeling happy.”
The two men laughed at my predicament and made me thank them as they walked out, leaving just me and the security guard. He tied me up and true to his word, kept me under his desk for the rest of the shift and made me keep my mouth on his gross cock. He came his warm semen in my mouth 3 times, and I still couldn’t get used to the salty taste.
Finally, the shift ended. He kissed me on the mouth, disgust flowing through me. “You’re a good little slut. Good tight holes baby.” He slapped my ass hard, laughed and walked out, leaving me covered and filled with cum.
I should have ran out then and there, but instead I started to play with my sore pussy, remembering what it felt like to be filled by the three men. My thighs and stomach started to clench up as I felt the pleasure start to build throughout my body, and then release in a shaking orgasm that made me squeal.
I would have to shoplift more often.
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Sorority- The hazing of Jessica (FFF18-22) D/S, CFNF, humiliation part 6

“Lets see…. Hmm…… What would Jessica like? I know!”
Sam reaches in and pulls out her first toy.

Oh god.

“From what Max said last night, I’m thinking this is right up your alley.”
She holds up a glass butt plug with a black base. A skull decorates the bottom. A representation of Sam’s style.

“Open your mouth.”
I hesitantly do as I’m told. Sam walks over, leaning down as she places the plug in my mouth.

“Good girl, Your going to want that to be nice and warm when I use it to stretch that cute little butt of yours.” She says with a playful grin. I suck it into my mouth. Thinking of where this plug has previously been. Knowing where it’s going.

Sam reaches down and pulls my panties up to where the ropes are tied to my knees exposing me to the cool air. I look between my legs, seeing how wet I am in the reflection of the mirror. Seeing the marker that’s left on my ass from the night before, and my asshole that is waiting to be stretched.

“Ok, make sure that plug is all nice and wet for me,”

Sorority- The hazing of Jessica (FFF18-22) D/S, CFNF, humiliation part 5

I’m awake.

My eyes squint while they adjust to the sunlight seeping through my blinds. I take a look at my phone and see it’s 11:30am.
I slept about 12 hours and I still feel exhausted. I sit up hands on my knees as the reality of last night starts to creep in. I look down at the marker still written on my chest.

I was hoping that it was just all a dream. That it was something my sick mind conjured. The damp towel on my floor removes any doubt from my mind. Last night happened, things will never be the same.

“Good morning.”

My heart nearly flies out of my chest as I jump out of my bed. My head snaps I’m the direction of the voice.

“Sam? Jesus fucking Christ you almost gave me a heart attack!”

“Aww did I scare you?” Sam says with a giggle. “Everyone else went to run some errands, so I though I would stay behind and keep you company.”

“Umm….Thanks?” I say trying to be polite as possible. Confused as to what the fuck she is doing in here. Was she watching me sleep?

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 6, Part 5 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking] [Uncomfrotable territory] [BDSM][Dubcon][Good-Feel sex] [Plot heavy]

**Stacey**

Seeing Jenine’s ghastly, bloodied, scarred face seemed to confirm that the senator’s self-sacrifice was not far-sighted, her sudden escape belied her supposed bravery, and that she was constantly scouting nearby, did not bode well for her freedom from obsessions. Plus, it startled a naked inmate with a collar chained to a wing desk in Shawn’s tent.

I had to change my opinion. Deborah put the cell phone to my ear and started the video. Jenine may not have believed in her ability to make it far from here, but at the same time, she learned something that we could use to torment our tormentors. What else would I be here for but to do her bidding?

It was clear to Deborah that when the Heirs saw her enter the tent, she had to wait for Shawn, but maybe that also meant she was ready for him.

“Good evening ma’am.” He greeted her from the darkness outside, and when he stopped, his face was only half-lit by the lamp inside. “You should know about the traitors in our expedition…” Deborah addressed him familiarly. I could hear the urgency but not the politeness. “Have Foster and Nadella woken up yet?”