Caught Stealing From the Temple, the Temple Might Just Steal You [breeding] [impregnation] [master] [corruption][fsub] [mdom] [male on female] [female on female] [fdom] maybe?

You never should have tried to steal the heart. You knew it was wrong, you knew the dangers, but something about it just… called to you. The heart of efforithea was the crown jewel of this temple, the temple of lust. It also just so happened to have a black market bounty of four million obols for its deliverance to the wealthy banker, your employer, whose eye, like the eyes of all others who gaze upon its electric beauty, it had caught. That kind of money would have payed off all your debts, and most importantly, would have allowed you to finally end your life of odd jobs (most crimes), and pursue your true calling: painting. Ever since childhood you had a knack for the arts, the brush your sole outlet for the many struggles of your early life. When your father lost his job at the royal engineer’s corps, you painted. When your parents divorced, you painted. When the family farm was sold, what did you do? You painted. Most painfully of all when your father was crushed in the construction accident at the amphitheater, you had nothing else, nobody else to turn to but your brushes and meager selection of paint, the range of pastel colors you loved to work with, adding much needed color to a life, itself painted in various tones of grey. All the shady deals you made, all the nights you spent rummaging through the houses of politicians, all these immoral acts and more, where in pursuit of this dream. After this last job you would finally have had enough to travel to Athens and take a position as an apprentice to one of the finest masters of the age. Your paintings would be displayed in the houses of kings across the great sea. Alas, you appear to have landed in an unfortunate situation, a recurring theme in your life it seems

The Elf & the Kobold [M/F, elf-dragon hybrid x kobold, size difference, size queen, stretching, vaginal, bareback deep penetration, dom/sub, maledom, fetish, kink, erotica] (AmethystMare)

An elf-dragon hybrid is dominated by a much larger, well hung kobold…

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“And I thought you were never going to take the lead, Rippo…”

Aurora giggled, the elf’s heart pounding, though she was not just an elf, oh no. She was a dragon-elf hybrid, her skin pale with a long, gold tail, scattered patches of similarly coloured golden scales marking her body over the hips, thighs, her shoulders and even her upper arms too. Many passed her by, her small and slight figure easy to ignore even in her line of work, though Aurora was not one to let anyone take advantage of her. They simply did not see her anger, how it simmered in her fiery, dragon blood.

She didn’t need them to see every part of her, after all. Not when the elf-dragon was already more than happy exactly the way she was.

The Neighborhood: Part 20 [MF][FF][Exh][Voy][Mdom][MC][SciFi]

**The Neighborhood: Part 20 [MF][FF][Exh][Voy][Mdom][MC][SciFi]**

A brief recap: Colin Turner was a middling sad-sack with a failing marriage, who stumbled into a dream job based on some research he wrote years ago. He took a job with Fenris, a company with its own little enclave in Wolfsburg, CA, and its own peculiar work ethics. Fortunately, he had the sly and sexy Janelle, his hiring advisor, to act as his guide as he acclimated. He moved into a large house in the neighborhood with his wife Alison, and becomes involved in a company project involving wristbands that can alter behavior, within limits, based on keywords or phrases. Over time, Colin learned to enjoy his newfound freedom, his expanding desires, and to leverage the behavioral technology he has near-unfettered access to, to live out his fantasies. His sister-in-law, Stella, recently moved in, and after a little lip service from Janelle, will work in his office. Colin and Alison had a wild night at a not-as-retired-as-thought executive’s country estate, but not before Colin learned his future with Fenris wasn’t as solid as he thought. After a visit from the company auditors to include a demo of the effects on Kristie, Colin finds himself with expanded accesses to the system. Janelle revealed she was behind the audit and its rewards, and let Colin try out his new accesses on her. Later, Mike, one of his software engineers, expresses his concerns things might be getting out of hand, but everyone continues their work. Alison had to fly back to her mother to help her move, leaving Colin to focus on his work…and Stella.

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 4 – The Dorm Room (Part 2/2, slightly censored version) [M/ff][Mdom][rape][nc][slow start][armpits][feet][blood][death][harem] READ DISCLAIMERS

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Chapter 4 – The Dorm Room – part 2

… I turn back to Gabby and lift the pillow off her face. Her breathing is extremely shallow. She couldn’t have lasted much longer. I lean down and kiss the unconscious girl straight on the mouth. Her lips are sweet. My tongue drives into her mouth, swirling and tasting. A hint of minty toothpaste still fresh inside. I move to her pudgy cheeks, kissing and nibbling. God she’s so cute.

I can tell she’ll be out for a bit. I should have some time to play around. I climb up on the bed and straddle her face. Looking toward her legs, my knees on either side of her head, almost a 69 position on top of her. I rub my balls around her little face, grinding front to back, enjoying the sick freedom. A good little feminist teen, used exactly as she should be.

I keep glancing over at Eva, making sure she’s still sleeping, but also just to glance at her. Gabby’s hot, but my mind is so set on the little ‘kitten’. Everything I’m doing now is just an appetizer.

Taken Hostage [FM, Str8, bdsm, Mdom, oral, semi-nc]

“Stroke it,” Nick ordered her, on his knees straddling her, pinning her to the bed. He towered above her as she contorted to reach down and grab his cock, longing to run her fingers down his abs as he pushed into her instead, but doing what she was told. She immediately ached at the feel of him in her hand, rigid but so soft and warm. “Oh yeah baby, I’m close,” he moaned, eyes closed and hips thrusting into her hand. She stopped instantly and looked up at him desperately. He opened his eyes and stared down punishingly. She could see his entire body tense up with barely-contained anger and the need for release. She braced herself for punishment, but he saw the look on her face and couldn’t help laughing at her panicking, pleading eyes. She bit her lips and stared up at him, trying to seduce him into giving her what she wanted. She opened her mouth to whisper his name but he raised his hand and she flinched. “You better not be about to speak,” he growled. His attitude toward her could change instantly, constantly reminding her that she was at his whim. He saw the desperation on her face and laughed again. “You want this?” he asked her. She nodded silently, barely containing a moan but panting heavily, hoping.

The Bonuses, Part 2 [MF / FF] [Mdom] [Fsub] [humiliation] [public] (2,673 words)

**The Bonuses, Part 2**

***Author’s Note****: I shared Part 1 of The Bonuses with this subreddit a while ago. I appear to be having trouble linking to that post, but I’ll attempt to drop it in the first comment.*

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She was a slut. She was a whore. Reagan couldn’t believe the things she had done that night at the Grand Lodge of Pan, in front of all those men. Every time she thought about it, she felt so filled with shame that she could think of nothing else.

She had exposed her breasts. She had let men feel her pussy and her tits. She had let her school guidance counsellor, Mr Riggs, push his fingers into her cunt, in front of a whole room full of men.

She wanted to hide. She wanted to die.

But there were three truths that she couldn’t ignore.

The first was the $300 bonus she had been paid for what she had done. It had bought her a gorgeous new lavender dress – a dress that made her look beautiful, a dress that made her look *rich*, as if her family were not even now sinking into poverty. That $300 bonus was occupying a lot of her mind – and she kept thinking about whether she could earn another.

I had my best time in a washroom when i was 19 [FM]

(This turned out longer than I expected, sorry.)

A few years ago, I was on a summer language program in France. I was 19 at the time, now 26 so about 7 years ago. At that point, I had only been in one long term relationship which had been fairly vanilla and which had ended about a month before the program started. I’m fairly shy, so I mostly hung out with the other girls from my university at the language school there (there were lots of people from other universities as well).

Then, I got paired up with a guy, Ben, for a scavenger hunt we had to complete for an assignment. It turned out to be really fun and he asked me out and after a few dates we started going out, with the understanding that it would be only a summer thing since he went to university on the opposite end of the country from me. He introduced me to many of the kinks I love. Perhaps it was the fact that it was a short-term thing, or the disconnection from my “real” life back home, but I ended up exploring a lot sexually with him. Some of the stuff he introduced me to included hair pulling, spanking, master/slave play, and maledom/femsub in general.

Primal Urges [MF] [bd] [Mdom] [SM]

Her long, lithe body waits for me on her bed, body relaxed but toes dancing in anticipation. I pause to drink in the sight of her slim calves, strong and delicate legs, flat stomach, and supple breasts. Naked but for the ropes that cross-cross her body, she is my prey. She offers herself to me. I will devour her.

I start at her toes, lightly kissing her painted nails. I run my fingers up her calves and under her knees. I pause. I look up and whisper, “You know I take what I want…” Her breath quickens, her teardrop breasts rising and falling in steady time.

“And do you know what I want?” I continue.

“What do you want?” She asks with a slight tremble in her voice.

I tell her, “I want you. I want the animal inside of you. I want you to release her. I want to have my way with her…”

My fingers continue up her thighs to her hips. I lightly kiss the clean-shaven skin just above her bare, rope-enveloped pussy. I look up again. “I want to feast on every inch of your body. I want to make you moan, purr, growl, whimper…”

Sleeping with another coworker [MF][Con][Blowjob][Anal][Test][Female Cuckold][Cheating][Kinda][Kissing][Gentle Mdom][Fsub][Throatfuck][Throuple mention][Praise][Cuddles][Headpats][Part 3of ?]

Summer laughed as Caleb made a joke about how one of the guys at his gym set off an alarm and was banned. She was enjoying this coffee date they had decided to go on. She had another goal she had to accomplish still, but it was nice getting some one-on-one time with Caleb. “Hey, are you up for continuing this at my place?” She asked with a slightly sultry smile. Caleb smiled before saying “Of Course.” He paid for both of their drinks and took a moment to check Summer out a little more. She was 5’11” so the same height as Caleb and very slender, very petite, except for her ass. Her ass was the definition of the peach emoji and made a lot of guys and girls stare when she walked by. The sunlight gave her blonde hair an even brighter glow than usual and her green eyes seemed to shine like emeralds while in the light.

Danny pt 4. The pub [MF] [DS] [mdom] [fsub] [foreplay] [public] [fingering] [tights] [skirt][praise] [sensual] [non fiction]

Danny held me under his arm and guided be down the blocks of his hometown, telling me about all the spaces he loves and pointing out all things of interest. The street was lit with holiday lights and he looked so ethereally handsome. We approached an underwhelming looking building, I would even call it plain! He said “I’ve always wanted to bring someone special here and I’ve yet to have have the chance. I’ve played through it in my head probably a hundred times. I want to share it with you.”

He held the door for me and followed me in closely. His hand on my back. He was always touching me. It was like he couldn’t help it. I absolutely loved it, I think it was why I was always so wet for him. He was working me up constantly. The pub was not plain, it was stunning. The walls were adorned with hand painted, scenic murals. The bar was dripping with class, granite and marble for days. There were chandeliers over the bar and huge vases filled with fresh cut flowers. The booths against the walls were very tall and cozy. Made of fine, heavy, antiquated wood. Wrapped in a buttery, soft, green genuine leather. Danny slipped my coat off. He handed both of ours to a young woman behind a hostess stand. A man walked up, greeted Danny by name and walked us to a booth towards the back of the room. There were some small groups of people at the tables, a couple at the bar. I was riddled with thoughts about Dannys interactions with the server. “A reservation must be required. Does he know him? Is this another one of Danny’s intricate plans?”