Daddy and his cum slut train the new coach. [free use] [sports massage] [maledom] [femsub] [malesub] [age gap] [humiliation] [threesome] [corruption kink] .

Part 1. The new coach

“Shit.”

I was already running late to class, and now there was an accident up ahead. I nervously checked the clock. My fitness coach, Adam, was a stickler for punctuality. Any more than 10 minutes late and he wouldn’t allow me in. I wondered how many blow jobs I’d have to promise for him to break a gym rule for me. Nowhere was he more dominating or demanding of obedience than at his gym.

Finally traffic started moving. I got to the gym, parked, and hastily made my way inside.

“You’re LATE, L. Get to work on your warmup. 500 meters, rower. Now.”

This was not off to a great start.

As I rowed and sweat began to build on my forehead, Adam came over between barking orders at other clients. He knelt beside me.

“Everything good baby girl? You came in in a rush”

“Just traffic. I’m good, Coach.”

“Ok good. Then I’m going to push you today. Your ankle sprain is looking better and we need to regain ground on your squats” he said with a grin.

Meeting Milo, my online dom [FM] [mdom] [femsub]

Walking into my favorite, cozy little lounge off of the strip, I’m aware that this could end very badly for me. There’s always a risk when meeting someone off of the internet, no matter the connection you have with them. But meeting Milo in person doesn’t feel like a choice I’ve made, it feels like fate. It feels like meeting him is something my ancestors put into motion generations ago.

So, here I am, wearing my favorite little black dress, relaxing on a red velvet couch, trying not to look nervous. I’m not wearing anything underneath my dress, as instructed. It feels like everyone around me knows my little secret, and knows what I’m doing here. I am equal parts terrified and aroused.

Soon after I get settled and order a drink, I see him come in. He finds me quickly, and the way his face brightens when he sees me gives me butterflies. We hug, and he sits down next to me with his arm around me. Milo has a confidence that is disarming, not arrogant. He’s one of those people that really makes you feel seen when you’re with him. Like you’re his sole focus.

At the Farm – Part 3 [F18/F18/M20/F36/M50] [Mdom, D/S, Spanking, BDSM]

Maja, wife of Sigvard Karlsson and stepmother of his son David, wagged her plump ass as the young, clean-shaven man stood behind her. She gasped as he took a firm grip around her hair and smacked her buttocks. She felt the usual shameful arousal when his stiff manhood pressed against her wet pussy. She embraced his shaft with muscles inside her cunt, met his hips as they began moving in a steady rhythm. His hand slid around her waist, reached to stimulate the pink pearl hidden on top of her wet folds. She spun like a cat as he firmly pulled her hair and increased the speed.

Maja saw herself gazing back from the mirror at front of the bed. Even though she was only four years from her forties, she was still hanging on the the beauty that had made her so notorious during her youth. Her looks had of course changed, but in the best possible way. A safe, shielded life had kept her skin smooth. Her discipline regarding food, alcohol and tobacco made her body well-rounded instead of thick or sinewy. And still had no major wrinkles or gray hairs had made their entrance.

At the Farm – Part 2 [F18/F18/M50] [Mdom, D/S, Spanking]

Sara scooped up some more water and poured it over the new maid’s head. Her curly, sunny yellow hair straightened when it got wet, and lay tightly over her shoulders and bare breasts. The new girl – Lisa – had put her arms tightly around her breasts as she sank into the bathtub, and had not yet let go.

“So how long have you worked for Mr. Karlsson?” Sara recognized Lisa’s words as an awkward attempt to downplay the embarrassment of the situation. Apparently she was a little uncomfortable being naked in front of someone else – girl or not.

“Oh, just a few months,” said Sara, who herself had a familiar feeling begin to build within her. It always started as a slight tickle between the thighs, almost as if someone had pulled a feather along the soft slit. Shortly after, she began to get wet.

“He seems to be a good man,” Lisa said. “Not true?”

Sara smiled to herself. “He is a very good man. Especially if you are docile and do as he says.”

“Of course,” Lisa said.

[M20/F19] A very helpful friend [college] [friends to lovers] [fsub / mdom] [kissing] [teasing] [dirty talk]

*Hi ! This is my first erotic story, it’s just some scenario that came across my mind, however it is inspired by my own experiences and my friend’s. I’m sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, English isn’t my first language. I hope you’ll enjoy my little story, share feedback if you want !*

It had been a few months now since I broke up with my ex and after a few months of being completely single and with the beginning of my second year of college I started to crave some physical contact with a guy. But in almost everyone’s head at college I was just Lizon the perfect straight-A’s, prude and shy student not the cool chick you go out with. However, some of my close friends from college knew who I really was: A very controlling person for everything except in the bedroom, where I would completely give in and would let you do anything you want to my body. And Elijah, my best friend, knew this very well.

The Royal Hunt [40s M/F] [HISTORICAL] [FICTION] [ROMANTIC] [MDOM][CONS] [bondage]

The queen watched from the castle tower, waving as the King rode out at the head of his hunting party, splendid in his hunting robes, his cape and leather trousers, his fine black horse a picture of rippling muscles as it cantered beneath him, champing at the bit and tossing his fine head. His big standard flag fluttering high, the party soon disappeared out of sight into the edge of the woods and she turned back into her chambers, summoning her maid to run her a hot bath.

The hunters moved on along the woodland trails, the hounds baying as they ran through the trees in chase of wild boar. On and on they rode, alert to every movement in the undergrowth, every hint of their prey.

Suddenly, a flash of grey-brown sprinted through the clearing ahead of them. The hounds went wild, doubling their speed as they saw the movement and the riders spurred their horses into a gallop, thundering along the earthen path in a ragged line, their horse’s manes and tails streaming out behind them, the men shouldering their lances in anticipation…

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At the Farm [F18/M50] [Mdom, D/S, Spanking]

*This story has been uploaded to other sites in Swedish. As that implies, I’m not a native speaker and the story takes place in Sweden during the nineteenth century, which was a time when many Swedes left the country for looking for better opportunities. I hope the foreign setting doesn’t obstruct too much.*

*I have nine parts written in Swedish, and three parts translated to English. If you enjoy the first parts, I will continue with the translation of the remaining stories :) Don’t be afraid to share your thoughts!*

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Lisa nervously adjusted her skirt as she waited in her new patron’s dining room. She had traveled for three days in a horse-drawn carriage to get here and had never met the great farmer Karlsson herself, for whom she would now work. Her father and two sisters were currently on their way across the sea to the New Land, defying wind and water for the chance at a new life. But the money had not been enough for the whole family, so her father had written to Sigvard Karlsson, a friend since childhood. Lisa had gotten her hands on the letter before sending it and had sobbed as she read the desperate words from her father, who was practically asking on his bare knees for a job for Lisa. Karlsson’s answer had come quickly, with a promise of work and housing for as long as Lisa needed it. And so she was here now, dusty and tired after a long journey.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 4b – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part a*

**Barry didn’t ask me again and dragged me and Molly to the empty billiard room she locked up. She jumped on the table, legs wide apart.**

**”Pray tell me,” she said. “What is the name of the erotic comic book by Jean-Pierre Gibrat and Francis Leroi which is the adaptation of a famous story for children?” Some possibilities appeared in front of her legs. I didn´t need much time so I just pushed the “Pi-nocchia”. Anthony showed me it two or three times when he made me kneel in the corner and wanted to walk in on me in the reading of page that would make me wet.**

**Molly took the right answer as a cue in her secret mafia hideout. She sang a wordless ode, and made her legs flexible but arms even more so. She touched Barry´s arms, slightly, unmoving otherwise but with her eyes that were supposedly telling the guy in the room that she has a much, much bigger erotic fantasy than he does. She moved further and caressed lines of the trousers on her butt, then started to remove her top. She folded it in the half first, so I could see that for her slim figure she possesses unexpectedly full breasts, though this made me jealous of the virtual character, not aroused.**

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 4a – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Plot heavy]

**Zita**

These are the episodes of Royal Citadel High, and you can´t keep up with their turbulences!

Barbara was hanging out somewhere, asking for trouble, and we didn’t want to needle in our Androcentrism lesson. Half-sitting, I stood guard between Lydia and her desk so that I could serve her as a chair in a wink of an eye.

Previously curvaceous Miss Pignon had to humble herself as well but passing through the door at Weatherby’s side, she beamed and repeated something under her breath, congratulating herself given the tone.

She nudged all members of our Shieldmaiden gang in a friendly way and pointed behind herself. “Paladins dispatched a representant of masculinity.”

Whom? I had a vague feeling that Johansson might be interested in our class. He had already sent out a circular presenting the barely usable costume under which he imagined a report card. It’s just that when I saw them at the table, only his height and beard seemed masculine to me.

Consumed [F4M][F30s/M30s][Fsub][Mdom] Give it to me NOW, darling. I crack into a million pieces around you [Rough sex][Spanking][Punishment][Multiple orgasms][Forced orgasms][Accidental blood]

“Almond? You want the almond shape?” the nail tech repeated. I was lost in a haze thinking about last night when I was wrapped around you. It never ceases to amaze me how even when I am going about my day, doing mundane tasks, my mind can wander to you. Of the things you do to me, how you make me feel.