Aeternum [Str8] [fM] [fantasy] [Mdom] [erotic] [demons]

chapter 1

hunger

Opening the large mahogany doors of my apartment, I hear that familiar beautiful voice echoing from behind the wall that separates the foyer and the living room.

“Ian, Is that you?” coos the voice. An undertone of laziness dances between each beautiful syllable, causing a smile to creep across my lips.

“Yes, Ashe, I’m home.” I respond reassuringly while removing my heavy suit jacket and hanging it on the tall brass coat rack besides the front door.

Rounding the wall into the living room, I remove my vest and tie, throwing them both on the ottoman at the base of the red leather plush chair that I proceed to sink into. Across from me lay Ashlee, sprawled across the couch, feet up in the air. Her bright green eyes illuminated in the darkness by the incandescent flickering from the television. Hues of browns and greens dances across her face, as a lovely couple attempts to find their dream house with the help of a spunky real estate agent. She wrinkles her noses, as she sucks in a tiny sniffle, the freckles that dot across the bridge of her nose dance.

Working from home has its perks. [Str8][anal][Fsub][Mdom]

You’re at your desk, working. I get behind you, wrap my arms around you and kiss your neck. You turn around to face me with an amused look on your face, the look in your eyes loving but hard. I blush, turn down my eyes and kneel without saying a word. I feel your erection growing as I undo your pants. My hand massages it through the fabric of your underwear. You close your eyes, let out a soft moan and tilt your head back, before suddenly lifting my head to look into my eyes. You get up and take my hand in yours.
“Get up, toy” you tell me.
I do as you say, a shiver running down my spine. You turn me around and bend me over your desk. I feel your hand going down the front of my pants, your fingers reach for my clit to pinch it. Gently at first, but harder as my moaning grows louder. My knees tremble and I arch my back, prompting you to pull down my pants with your other hand. My breath quickens, you lean over and I feel yours warmly brushing my ear.
“I’m going to fuck your ass, slut… are you ready for that?” you whisper.
I nod quietly as your fingers slip into my pussy, drawing out the moisture that’s been collecting there. My moaning intensifies, the sound of the wet suction on your fingers still clearly audible. You drag my wetness across my pussy, over my lips and ultimately my asshole, drenching me in my own fluids and getting me ready for your thick throbbing cock that’s been pushing up against my ass. You slide it towards my asshole, gently increasing the pressure as you reach it, your fingers massaging my clit at the same time. I grab the edge of the desk in front of me, knuckles white, and my breath turns to a single gasp as you slowly slip inside me. I hold it, while you push through.
Suddenly you’re through, my ass opening momentarily to let you in, then closing tightly around you as you pause for a moment. My hands fly open, I throw my head back and let out a loud moan of pleasure, gasping as I almost yell out: “Yes sir, yes… please, fuck me hard!”
You let go of my clit and grab a handful of hair at the nape of my neck. Your other hand holds on to my hip as you slowly push in all the way. I push back, tilting my hips to help you slide in more easily. My lower lip is caught between my teeth, I moan and push hard against your pelvis when you’re fully inside.
Suddenly you draw back and slam into me, knocking me down flat onto the desk. My eyes flutter open, I scream with pleasure and brace myself against the wall. You start fucking me, quickly, in, out, in, out, harder with every thrust while you spread my moisture all over your shaft. Your hand squeezes my flesh, the other still tightly fastened into my hair. My knees buckle, I can hardly keep myself up.
You pull out, which makes me whimper with disappointment. You pull me up, turn me around and kiss me deeply before throwing me onto the bed behind you. I crawl up to the middle, but before reaching it, you drag me back by my hips and put me on all fours on the edge of the bed. I lower my chest to the bed for balance and you push your cock into me again swiftly, in one go. My fingers grasp into the sheets, my hair draped wildly around my head. My mouth opens, gasping for air, as loud groans escape it. You ram into me, full force now, your balls hit my clit with every thrust. My climax is rising and I reach down between my legs with one hand. My voice is soft and punctuated by moans, as I beg: “Please sir, may I rub my pussy?”
Your reply is equally soft spoken, but firm as you decisively confirm.
“Yes my sweet slut, rub it and give me an explosive orgasm.”
My fingers find my clit, middle finger directly on it, index and ring finger on either side. I rub up and down, enjoying my own wetness, my soft skin slick and smooth as my fingers massage. My back arches once again, my butt pressing back towards you as you thrash into my asshole. Suddenly it rises, as a wave rolling over my spine. A mind shattering orgasm collects in the small of my back and I scream, loudly, without regard for neighbours or people outside.
“Oh my gods sir, yes yes YES SIR I’M CUMMING FOR YOU SIR OMGGGGGG!”
My lower body explodes around you, my pussy contracting hard, my whole body spasming. You have trouble keeping a grip on me and use both hands to tightly grab me around my hips. Your thick cock makes my tightening ass hurt as I howl with pleasure. You thrust a few more times, getting ready for an orgasm of your own, then suddenly it’s there. You push in, deeply. Your body tightens, your fingers dig deep into my flesh and you throb a large load into my ass as it grabs you tighter with every pulse. Once the wave subsides, you pull me onto my side and roll with me to lay behind me, your cock still inside me, your arms around my waist. Sweat sticks us together, the hairs on your chest tickle my back. I take your hands and wrap your arms around my chest, kissing your fingers, softly sucking on them to taste my own juices on them. Our legs weave together, the sun warms our skin through the window and I softly whisper with a hoarse voice: “Thank you sir…”

Short Ride [str8] [MF] [limo] [exh] [Mdom] [anal]

I could only hear our heavy breathing over the sound of the car’s engine as he slowly slipped his strong hands underneath my dress. I resisted the urge to tell him that I was nervous. I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding in my chest, as I was rushed with the sensation of nervousness and delight. It had been so long since I’ve felt a man’s touch.

This was as risky as it could be. Anyone could see us if they were looking the right way. I didn’t care though. I let out a soft moan as I twisted my fingers through his hair. Within seconds his lips met mine and we were locked in a hard kiss for a moment, then for another moment; only then he pulled away leaving me wanting. He starting kissing my neck and collar at the same time he was pulling off the thin straps of my dress to expose my breasts.

He kissed my chest while softly wrapping a strong hand around my breast. My fingers continued stroking his soft hair as I let myself become lost in the moment.

Powerless [str8] [MF] [Mdom] [oral]

The storm was savage, rain was hitting the window and coming down in sheets. Lightning lit up the sky, illuminating the backyard as bright as midday and the thunder growled, rumbling in my stomach. The lights flickered again for the third time in the last half hour, struggling to stay on.

I placed the last dish in the drying rack and dried my hands. I sighed opening the oven, my hair blew back in a hot breeze and my necklace burned against my skin. The temperature on the roast said it was done, even more so than the last time I checked it.

I took a small sip of wine and rolled it around in my mouth, coating my tongue with the taste of it before swallowing and checked my phone, still no messages. I would have expected to hear back by now. In this storm my husband should have stayed at work instead of driving home, but had said that he’s driven in worse and he would be home in time for our show, he wasn’t. Our show has been over for an hour and I haven’t heard from him.

All the Power, Part 10 [Str8] [MFFFFFF] [Mdom] [Fsub] [oral] [anal] [huml] [fantasy]

*We now return to the main, um, thrust of the story. Feedback very much encouraged.*

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King Alleric of Barria looked across the table and smiled, somewhat awkwardly. He wasn’t looking forward to this conversation.

“I was told yesterday that His Supremacy will be vising His new palace here later this week,” the king said. “He’ll be staying for three or four days.” His Supremacy’s Barrian palace was completed months ago, at great cost and great inconvenience to the Subject Kingdom. It, of course, put the Barrian royal castle to shame.

“Okay,” Loard Markos replied. He wasn’t really sure where the old king was going with this. Markos was a young man in a hurrry, a top advisor to to the king and head of the royal treasury. He spent most of his time making sure that His Supremacy’s tribute got paid. Still, he had risen quickly for the third son of a rather obscure noble family.

“We will have to present His Supremacy with gifts,” Alleric said, clearing his throat. “Well, claims, I mean. To show our appreciation that he may grace us with His Sacred Presence.”

“I know.”

All the Power: The Rebel Queen [Str8] [MFFFFF][Mdom] [oral] [anal] [fantasy] [huml] [bdsm]

*The following story is set in the “All the Power” universe, but does not contain any of the characters from the main story aside from His Supremacy and a handful of Queen Priestesses. It’s just a scene that I wrote for fun.*

*I’ll include a link to the rest of the stories in the comments, if anyone is interested.*

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“Stay to the right of the Golden Path,” the guardian said, in a harsh tone. It was odd how, in a short time, queen Sarlotta had grown accustomed to obeying her captors.

The (probably now former) queen was ascending the massive staircase that led to the central entrance to His Sacred Palace, which eventually led to the Sacred Throne. Eventually. She wasn’t quite sure how much longer she had to go. She had already climbed hundreds of stairs, and was breathing heavy. At the top of the stairs, she stopped, and sighed. The four guardians who had escorted her here, to the Sacred Estate, stopped behind her. They were the only ones ascending the stairs.

Before them was a gigantic marble platform. The front half of the platform was filled with people, prostrating themselves towards His Sacred Palace. The back half was empty, gleaming. Sarlotta looked around.

[Str8, MF, Mdom] Rise and shine

It’s early morning. You’re behind me spooning me tightly, your left arm under my head, hand entwined with mine, right arm holding me close with your hand possessively but gently around my boob, feeling its warm weight in the palm of your hand.

Barely conscious yourself, you feel me stirring awake and snuggling even closer to you. The subtle arching of my back pushes my ass into your groin and my breast against your hand. You’re tightening your grip around me and your semi erection is twitching with excitement, poking my ass. You sleepily smile when you hear the soft whimper caused by this movement and lean forward to kiss my neck knowing how sensitive to your touch I am.

As you feel the warm soft skin against your lips and breath in my scent a warm frisson is sent down my spine, spreading across my body, regrouping between my legs. With a throaty moan I stretch my neck trying to guide your lips down to that sweet spot between my collar bone and my neck while my ass is now undeniably grinding into your growing member. Knowing my intentions, and being the tease you are, you’re kissing down my neck but deliberately leave out the area I desire your lips the most. You’re groping and massaging my tits now, pushing your elbow into my hip to get me even closer to you.

An Unforgettable Family Dinner [Mf, Mdom, taboo]

I was born into an organized crime family–not the one you’re thinking of, but we handle our business in a similar way. Our territory was well-established among other well-established territories, so there was little bloodshed. There were men who needed to be corrected here and there, but the people in my area had little reason to complain about violence.

However, by the time I reached my position to lead my family the town was weary of some of the appetites of those who came before me. Greed, lust, and gluttony tended to define their reign. I certainly like the material benefits of my position, but unlike my predecessors I had kept my hands off the young women in my territory. I had fooled around my my share of whores and strippers, but those girls had already fallen. I left the ones who were still pure alone–they just didn’t appeal to me.

That was until I met Lily.

She was working in her father’s bakery after returning from college for the summer. Fairly unremarkable when she left, she returned more mature and had a look in her eye that caught my attention when I went in to pick up a cake for my wife’s birthday. We chatted while I waited for her father to box up the cake and I noticed a concerned look on his face.

Stories from a Dominant – Melissa – Chapter One [M/f] [Professional] [Mdom] [Fsub] [NoSex] [Setting the scene]

Stories from a Dominant

Melissa

Chapter 1

7.55pm. My watch beeps as I step out of the car, 5 minutes early for an appointment, as usual. In my five years since leaving the military, many habits have faded, some for the best, but punctuality isn’t one.

It doesn’t really seem fair to let down my guests, as I like to call them, when they are usually so eager to learn, to comply, and to behave – even when they’re trembling with nerves.

I smirk as I think back to my first guest, as I scan the front windows of my own house, noting that every blind is drawn as instructed. She’s ready.

It’s a bit of an odd setup I have for my guests, but it works for me. To give you a bit of context, I live in the rear of the house, which is completely sealed off from the front ‘office’.

I discovered many years ago that leaving first and allowing my guests to visit the office – without me there – letting themselves in, and signalling with the blinds when they were ready, solved so many problems of a semi-professional BDSM life.

The Masters’ Ball [MDom][FSub][ff][bdsm][private sex club]

It’s Master and Servants week-end at The Miami Key Club, a hot members only sex club, and tonight is the Master’s Ball.

Inside the mansion, where the party raged beneath us, my boyfriend, Greg was ready to go, but was I was still fidgeting with the impossibly tight shiny black PVC bustier dress with a silver snaps down the front that Greg brought for me to wear. My waist was snatched in so tight I could barely breathe. My boobs were mashed up into two high sitting globes of flesh but damn, it gave me an hourglass figure. I finger fluffed my hot curled brunette hair before pulling up the bustier which threatened to expose my boobs.

I said, “It’s so tight.”

“It’s supposed to be tight. So we can see that sweet ass of yours.”

He slapped my shiny black ass which sent me teetering in my high hooker heels.

“Sit,” he said.

I did. He put my collar around my neck and buckled it closed. I looked up into his serious face.

He said, “You are to address me as ‘master’. Understood?”

I giggled before answering as told. “Yes, master.”