One Night Awoke My Submissive Behavior Chapter 8 [StoryBuilding][BlowJob][Femdom][BeginningOfSissy][Humiliation]

Chapter 8

Waking up I thought it was all a dream and reached down to where my cock would be to only feel my cock-clitty (will call Nick’s cock clitty for now on) as my testicles were pushed up on the sides of it to look like pussy lips.

I sighed as I didn’t even put clothes on and walked to the kitchen.

James giant schlong just stood erect as I walked in and both James and Caitlin looked at me smirking.

Anna: We made you coffee, would you like creamer with that?

I got the hint where this was going. Without saying anything I went over to Jason and started sucking his cock. Everyone looked at each other as I was deep throating and Jason came.

Eventually Jason came, I held the cum in my mouth. I walk over to Anna, get on my knees and show her. Anna looks at me and giggles. You’re so naughty babe as she pulls out coffee creamer and gives it to me to add to my coffee. I glared at her and swallowed the cum and angrily said “why did you have me suck him off if you didn’t mean it.”

Tea time

**Another, longer, one shot I’ve been working on. Hope you like it! As ever, feedback and comments are welcome.**

“But mummy, I want Oolong tea this time.” Shit. Typical. You’d not been doing this job for long, but you already knew exactly what that meant.

You glance down at the mother and daughter sitting politely at the table and try not to betray your annoyance. “Yes, of course. you say, as sunnily as you can muster “I’ll just have to pop into the back and get some more.”

Ugh. Of course the Oolong runs out in the last hour of your shift.

The mother smiles up at you sympathetically, while the daughter just beams unrestrainedly from across the table, her tufty blonde hair barely visible over the mountain of crockery in front of her.

Teapots, cake stands, sandwich plates and all manner of tea making equipment strews the table.

She’s wearing her Sunday best, as is tradition at Hazel’s, but it’s nothing compared to the outfit they make you wear. A floor length black skirt, a frilly white blouse fastened with a pearlescent brooch at the neck, a little black fascinator.

One Night Awoke My Submissive Behavior Chapter 4 [MF][MM][Femdom][BDSM][Anal]

Chapter 4

The contract stated:

I Nick am Anna’s personal slave till Anna breaks off the relationship then a bunch of Legal words…

Conditions:

1. Chastity must be worn at all time unless slave earns time out of chastity.

2. Slave must use enema daily even if no anal will be administered. And a butt plug of mistresses choice.

3. Slave will obey mistress with all commands that don’t threaten life.

If slave fails to obey he is given a warning, if he fails again all pictures and videos will be leaked to his work place, parents, siblings, posted on his social media and gives rights to all future videos to mistress Anna to sell/use videos for her own purpose.

(Note: from this point on I am adding some fantasy into the story, however, a good chunk of this is a true story… The contract was real, but not actually notarized. Going forward I wont explain anything that is real and not use your imagination.)

Reading the conditions I grew wide eyed at the last one and asked if I could make changes. She nodded and said “Sure you can, but I doubt i’ll change it.”

Getting Wet and Wild Pt 2 [MF] [Watersports] [Degradation]

It took almost two weeks for Dylan and Maryann to dive back into the deep end of perversion. Not from Dylan wanting more, but from Maryann craving it.

Despite her original assumption that Dylan’s birthday bath was only going to be a onetime thing, and that her pulse-pounding orgasm over it was simply a spur of the moment surprise, she’d been unable to stop thinking about — and masturbating frantically to — the memory of that night. Of her boyfriend hosing her tits and pussy down with his piss. Of her usually shy and reserved beau using her body like a grubby parkside restroom.

It started two days after, with a quiver while she was peeing. A quiver that turned into a full-fledged finger-fuck minutes later, her mind imagining the falling water from the shower as something else, something hotter and more aromatic. Then she thought about it the next time they had sex, the same cock that splattered her with its waste pounding at her cunt and making her moan and writhe in equal pleasure. It plagued her thoughts. Fueled her climaxes. She replayed that night again and again, remembering the heat of the liquid on her skin, how it flowed down the valley between her heavy breasts, and the utter degradation, humiliation, and bliss it brought her.

[MOD POST] January 2022 Contest

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January 2022 Theme: New Year, New you

What’s something kinky that you’ve resolved to do? Something that you’ve challenged yourself, or pushed yourself? Something aspirational, something on your bucket list. A new year is about new goals. Share your goals with the community.

The contest will run from 1/1/22 and will end on 1/31/22. We’ll announce the winner shortly thereafter. So start writing! Remember, proper formatting (please no walls of text) and grammar go a long way to telling a good story. Also, the post still needs to fit the context of r/gonewildstories and follow all of the Reddit and Sub rules.

Evie and the Mark of Divella – Ch. 2 [Fantasy][NC][f/MM][Bond][Humil]

Ch. 2 – The Tightly Tied Tease

Syn – Liu Yang’s client is late to the meeting. A rogue mage and his fighter companion come across Evie in her plight.

Tags/Warnings: Fantasy, NC, Bondage, humiliation, Exhibitionism, Voyeur, cum

Character Ref:

https://i.ibb.co/QvqRVCX/Evie.png

My own quick sketch –

https://i.ibb.co/QQYCDx5/Evie-chapter-2-sketch-1.png

I know I still have a lot of work to do to get better. Bare with me or don’t look at it, lol.

It had been an hour since Liu Yang had left his would-be assassin Evie tied humiliatingly on display in the run-down hunter’s cabin while he left to meet his client. His client was late.

‘The stone should last another or hour…’ Liu Yang thought to himself, thinking about the magical stone dildo he had left pumping inside of Evie. The thought of it made him hard. All Liu Yang wanted to do was to leave the meeting spot and head back to the cabin so that he could drive his cock into the elf’s little pussy. The crossroads that Liu Yang was at was not far from the cabin.

Anything for an A – Part 2 [Mdom] [Public humiliation] [reluctance]

I could hear the students filtering into the classroom, but it all felt like gibberish to my ears  – the only thing I could really focus on was Professor Abbott’s cock in my mouth. He was much larger than I thought he’d be, and while I could take at least half of him, any slight movement made me feel like I was choking. 

As if he could sense my distress, Professor Abbott’s large hand came down to pet my hair. I’m sure he meant it as a comfort, but at the moment, it felt like the kind of thing you’d do to comfort an upset animal  – or, in my case, a pet. 

“Alright, quiet down, everyone, we’ve got a special lesson planned today,” Professor Abbott’s voice rung out in the room, and I heard the noise quiet. As the room became quieter, I tried my hardest not to moan or make any kind of noise that might alert the other college students to my presence. 

“What are we going to learn about, professor?” One student piped up. 

Locked & Daddy Zoned [chasity/bratty domme]

She had invaded his dreams once again, as she had nearly every night for the past two weeks, this time even more vividly. He once again tasted her and explored her smooth inner walls of flesh with his tongue. He was once again breathlessly, hopelessly straining for her, craving her soft warmth wrapped around his tortured, imprisoned member.

But even in his dreams he was denied that ultimate pleasure. Even in his dreams, he was forbidden the relief he so desperately craved from his lustful insanity, which had grown exponentially over the past month. And upon awakening, he would once again be called upon to serve his beautiful, ever powerful step daughter, now his Princess, tending to her every need and impulsive whim. The dreams amplified that call, creating a residual hangover that flashed electric images of Madison’s quivering, climaxing body through his mind at regular intervals throughout the day.

Madison was oblivious to just how deeply and complexly that especially intimate night had affected daddy. And she felt no regret for using what was just a momentarily available sex toy to her. But she didn’t need daddy for that. In fact, upon reflection, she was kind of grossed out by it. Since that night, she forbade him from any explicit sexual expression, whether verbal or physical. For now at least, he was firmly reconsigned to his primary, purer role as step father, like nothing had ever happened.

Oh, those college girls.

A gentle knock on my door met the reply to wait until I was ready for her. Five minutes to worry about her fate. She had been here before and knew she would be leaving with a well warmed posterior. Her previous spankings had been administered by my hands in the traditional over the knee fashion. They had clearly not been effective as here she was again. The end of the academic year was on the horizon. It was time to give her a punishment she wouldn’t forget. The punishment I had been looking forward to administering since the first time she went over my knee.

She closed my office door gently and stood with head bowed. She knew I would be staring at her intently. Curls of bleach blonde hair covered her face. Her white beauticians’ tunic had been taken in to emphasise her slim waist and ample bosom. Likewise, the navy-blue trousers emphasised her long legs. With matching high heeled wedges, she was nearly as tall as me.

Maintenance Day, P.1 – Intro (M/F, Diapers, CNC, Age-play)

First chapter of a 5 part series I’m working on, comments and criticism welcome. The first part is a relatively light introduction with a hint of what is to come. Enjoy!

I was awake long before I was supposed to be. I hadn’t slept well. I never did on the night before a maintenance day. The anticipation made me restless, nervous, afraid. All of which made it difficult to get a good night’s sleep. I’d lie awake, running my behaviour over the week through my head and trying to decide whether I’d be judged a good girl or not. Tonight was no different. I’d worked myself into a state reliving past weekends spent as a pet, a toy, a slave or whatever else my owners dreamt up.

It was still dark outside and so it was even darker in my room with the curtains drawn. I was scared of the dark, so I hugged my teddy for comfort. I could smell his fur mixed in with the sweet bubble bath that Mummy had used for my bath time yesterday.