Nesserah – Part 5, The Contract (1/2). [Futa] [Orc] [Demon] [Orgy] [Bondage] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Rough] [Dark] [Anal] [Throat Fucking]

Sienna was suspended a few feet off the ground, chest facing upward. She hung from chains connected to her golden wrist cuffs and large leather bands secured tightly around her thighs right above the knee. The chains were connected to stone pillars on either side of her that splayed her arms and legs apart from her body, giving anyone easy access to her fit pale body. It was difficult to hold her head up as she was getting fucked.

A mixture of spit and pre dripped down her chin, it and her brunette pony tail swung back and fourth as she was being pounded. Her face was a mixture of pain and pleasure as she looked into the eyes of her abuser. A seven foot tall male Orc was in the process of fucking Sienna’s suspended body. He had a tightly muscled dark green body that was still splattered with blood from the raid against the Elves. He was bald except for a short neatly kept top knot that ran down the backside of his head. He also had a fine pointed black beard. His hands were cupped right under Sienna’s thighs, holding them in place as he fucked her ass. Sienna was in fact suspended so her ass was at perfect height to get penetrated. Her perfect D cup breasts bounced up and down as the Orc thrust into her. Her cock was still cruelly locked by the small cage Chief Dorakov had locked around her.

Rape Therapy Part III [M/F][anal][non-con/dub-con][BDSM][humiliation]

Merry Christmas!!

**Description:** Dean doesn’t want a therapist anymore. He wants a pet.

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**Rape Therapy Part III**

To Kate’s dismay, Dean attended every session of his court-mandated counselling. Each session was the same. She would try to keep it professional, despite knowing it would end up being anything but professional. They would discuss his anger, his masked emotions, his life; he would humour her for the first ten minutes or so, but like clockwork, every time he eventually stripped her down and used her body as he pleased.

His last session was two months ago. She was convinced that something would happen. Stalking, or late-night visits, but…it’d been two months of peace and quiet. No stalking, no assault, no ached muscles or sore body, no overwhelming adrenaline rushes. It was really over.

Well, she was wrong again.

***Now***

Kate let out a startled cry when she opened the door and found Dean looming over her at the doorstep. Surprise crossed Dean’s face too. He was not expecting her to open the door just as he was about to break and enter.

“Dean? What are you doing here?”

[MF][Soft D/s] Remember You are Beautiful (Mirror Play/Pussy Worship/Glove Play/ Spit roasting /Anal)

Disclaimer: all characters are at least 21 years old

My boyfriend and I recently started exploring BDSM, we agreed to take it slow, and so far he has been nothing but gentle. Really, I couldn’t ask for a more perfect person to fully entrust my wellbeing to. Tonight I find myself lying naked on his bed with his hands all over me. Soft kisses on my neck and navel, teasing licks trailing along my hip bones.

Despite the nice sensations I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering to a dark insecure place. I’m bloated from the large dinner we just shared, and surely he won’t find my curved stomach attractive. There are stretch marks on my butt and thighs, and I haven’t shaved my pussy in days.

He started pulling my legs apart and placed his head right on top of my pussy. As he enveloped my clit in his warm and wet tongue, I yelped, overwhelmed by the sensations.

“Baby, do you mind trying that another day?” I said tensing up and closing my legs, leaning up from my position to meet his warm hazel eyes.

The spanking she needed

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.

[M4F] Eroding My Tormentor Into Nothing

Day in, day out, the tragedy of my life, my torture continues. The torment of my very being, the humiliation and degradation of my dignity continues on from yesterday to today to the morrow and beyond. My manhood, my masculinity, my testosterone are invalidated by that woman: no, “woman” is too noble a title for her. That scoundrel. Bullying me, day in day out; mocking me, day in day out; ridiculing me, day in day out. What have I done to deserve her scorn? They say hell hath no fury like a lover’s
scorn-well, I say love has no fury like a sadistic woman. As far as I can tell,
I have not invited her to act this way. I have not performed any deed to call forth this treatment. No, this seems entirely random, as random as nuclear decay, and nuclear it is: in front of my classmates, in the lounge, everywhere I go, mockery and disdain. I want nothing more than to get my Bachelor’s and move on. No, that isn’t good enough for her. I thought such people were left behind in high school, but apparently my preconceptions were mistaken. How can I be so humiliated by a beast just one year my senior?

Anything for an A – Part 1 [Mdom] [Exhibitionism] [slight blackmail]

stared down at the C- minus in horror. 

In high school, I’d been a straight-A student with a perfect GPA, but now that I was in college, my grades and my GPA were plummeting. 

It wasn’t even that I was slacking off or partying – I’d spent countless nights locked away in my dorm, eyes glued to my textbooks until the sun came up. But the curriculum was harder here and the professors didn’t give any breaks. 

What am I going to tell my parents? They’re paying for my tuition. If they think I’m slacking off or being lazy, they’ll drag me back home and force me into community college. 

As hard as university was, it was still better than crawling back to my tiny, po-dunk hometown as a failure. 

No, there’s got to be something I can do – maybe some sort of extra credit. I’ll talk to the professor. 

With that plan in mind, I waited until class was over the next afternoon to speak with Professor Abbott. The other students cleared out quickly, but Professor Abbott remained at his desk, clicking away at his laptop. 

I took a deep breath and approached him. “Um, professor?” 

Familial Love [Blackmail]

I now had a problem, a creeping one I wanted to ignore for a long time. Something that creeped as a tense pain on her temple, and guilt in her heart. Her little brother was being bullied.

Black eye, she managed to calm down her 18 year old brother. She remembered telling him that those new friends were no good for him, and it ended with a black eye, and him losing his debit card; It was getting progressively worse, from pushing in hallways, getting girls in high school to mock him, to now getting jumped.

*This is getting tiring.*

“Those bastards they stole from me, we were good friends.” He said depressed.

“Right, let’s take it one step at a time.” Rubbing his back, I was slightly irritated, almost angry. *Like why and how, he should’ve just listened to me.*

Internally sighing, I had already contacted the police but they wouldn’t bother with petty stuff given the large amount of crimes in the city, the highschool didn’t care about outside matters, and their parents were too busy. As usual, uncaring, and uninvolved. Leaving him to her.

Bullied (rape)(gang bang)(cumdump)(blackmail)

I now had a problem, a creeping one I wanted to ignore for a long time. Something that creeped as a tense pain on her temple, and guilt in her heart. Her little brother was being bullied.
Black eye, she managed to calm down her 18 year old brother. She remembered telling him that those new friends were no good for him, and it ended with a black eye, and him losing his debit card; It was getting progressively worse, from pushing in hallways, getting girls in high school to mock him, to now getting jumped.
*This is getting tiring.*
“Those bastards they stole from me, we were good friends.” He said depressed.
“Right, let’s take it one step at a time.” Rubbing his back, I was slightly irritated, almost angry. *Like why and how, he should’ve just listened to me.*
Internally sighing, I had already contacted the police but they wouldn’t bother with petty stuff given the large amount of crimes in the city, the highschool didn’t care about outside matters, and their parents were too busy. As usual, uncaring, and uninvolved. Leaving him to her.
Hugging his head I brushed my hand through his blonde hair, pinching his cheeks to make a silly face.
“Don’t be so glum, your big sis will solve it, I’ve trained in martial arts for several years. I’m really strong after all.” Smiling at him, I let emotions will my actions. It was just one guy, it should be fine. She thought.
“I’m sorry for being weak.”
“Then keep training, I’m sure one day you’ll be strong.”
*It was the only encouragement I could offer my little brother.*

ADVENTURES OF LUBED-UP ANDROID SUSIE.

**Christmas with the Starship Rimshot Girls**

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Jizz-face. Bukkake by any other name is just as messy. Sex-bots, even when they have reprogrammed themselves as **Holy Nuns Preaching the Gospel of Sacred Jizz**, are entirely OK with two or more boys spurting on their face. Android Susie has made a personal study of bukkake, as a supplement to her extensive sexual database. The early Japanese films of bukkake, as a form of humiliation are now ancient news, and even the more playful American and European versions of bukkake are also a bit stale. Most heterosexuals and many gay boys, have seen **jizz splashing from all angles, close-up and ultra-close-up.** There remains little new in the basic idea of gushing several simultaneous loads of semen from a cluster of eager cocks.

Android Susie notices, regardless of where the semen is being shot… **on face, on hard nipples, on aroused pussy lips,** on bellies, fannies, or filling the little cups formed by anuses…. the action is the much the same. Pant. Pant. Pant. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. And, Moan. Moan. Moan. Reload (or bring in a fresh group of ready cocks.) The cream-pie is a nice touch. **A juicy cumshot inside, is even better when flowing back out; a little river of jizz flowing from a satisfied pussy.** Even androids enjoy that sort of thing. Susie searches her imagination, to augment, to improve, to upgrade the old idea of spurting fountains from different directions.

Nadine’s Depravity – Chapter 1 [Fantasy][dubcon][gangbang][submission][degradation][creampie]

Silver light of the moon poured through light covers of canopy, illuminating the path before Nadine enough that glow-crystal was not necessary. A chilly breeze caressed her tired body, coaxing goosebumps on her bare tawny arms and midriff.

The metal gauntlets enveloping her forearms and fists felt heavy now that she used most of her strength to take down two demons. Yellow Essences embedded in her gauntlets dulled with their energy drained. The crystals would take an hour to restore some of their magic and a couple of days to recharge fully.

Her long cornrows tied into a ponytail swished left and right as the slender hunter trudged down the dirt path. Her ample breasts held snugly within the confines of her black crop top and leather breastplate.

Nadine groaned. Her muscles ached from exertion of the fight, and her skin felt sticky with sweat. She could not wait for a good soak once she returned to Northwold. A hot meal along with a good fuck would certainly melt away the fatigue along with a good night’s sleep.

That bartender looks pretty delicious, isn’t he? Her pussy throbbed at the thought of the masculine young man.