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Ashlil Vichar Final (Obscene Thoughts) F/M, Mdom, BDSM, Interracial, Hucow

Gorey Chucho ka doodh (white cow milk)

It was that time of the month. Aunt Flow was visiting. There are a whole lot of commercials that talk about having a happy period, a whole lot of books from women talking about the miracle of the red tent. The truth is, I feel like crap. I cramp, nothing fits, I feel tired, I smell, my hoo-hah is a tender unwelcoming and uncooperative place, and I get clumsy. Maybe this is miraculous to someone, but I find it about as much fun as midterms, but graduation will not be until somewhere in my fifties.

My name is Michaela Glasgo, a Petroleum Engineering grad student at UBC, and right now I am getting my period therapy from Vivek, my boss at Ashlil Vishar. My boss, my Sahib, my lover. I was working my nerve up to call him something else, which is hard because my period therapy from Vivek is pretty intense.

The nipple clamps were painful and the chain on them was weighted with little bells that tinkled to match the great cowbell at my collar every time Vivek spanked my ass. My ass was as read as my cheeks, and in between spanks, he would slide a finger, then two into my tight little asshole. Read more »

Ashlil Vichar 3 (Obscene Thoughts) MF, Mdom, BDSM, Interracial

What am I?

Yesterday I thought I knew. I was Michaela Glasgo, a Petroleum Engineering grad student at UBC, a quiet feminist who believed I could carve my own way on my own abilities. I hated my body, I had been a gangly redheaded tomboy until the titty fairy came, waved her magic wand, and left me with two pumpkins on my chest that cut me off from the self image I knew and was comfortable with. They cut me off from being “one of the guys”, they cut me off from being “one of the girls” just as hard as everyone assumed big tits equalled big slut, and from then on any of my academic achievements were assumed to be earned through something other than merit. When I had no intention of being a big slut I got called a frigid bitch instead and that was at least enough to give up on friends altogether and focus on my studies. I didn’t need to date pencil dicked entitled misogynists, and in Northern Alberta lesbian was a porn catagory guys watched, not something anyone admitted in public. Read more »

Ashlil Vichar 2 (Obscene Thoughts) MF, Mdom, Interracial, Hucow, BDSM

My name is Michaela Glasgo, a Petroleum Engineering grad student at UBC. It is embarrassing to admit, but I had just failed at a part time job at McDonald’s. I come from a small town in Norther Alberta, and we don’t have lots of things the big city has. We don’t have chain stores, you can still by groceries with cheques, and the people are either white or native. While I had a personal computer and cell phone, the local stores had old fashioned mechanical tills and I had no idea how to use the Star Trek looking device at the local McDonalds when I went to get a part time job just off campus to cover those expenses my “full ride” scholarship didn’t. The headset was hard to use, and the constant screaming of alarms was confusing and I got in everyone’s way as ten people tried to use the space of a mobile home hallway to pass carrying trays and bags. I got in everyone’s way. The fact my 48E breasts looked even larger in the too tight uniform made everyone who passed either try to cop a feel of my front or rear, or loudly complain about me being a stupid cow taking up too much space. Read more »

Ashlil Vishar 1 (Obscene Thoughts) FM Mdom Interracial BDSM, Hucow

My name is Michaela Glasgo, a Petroleum Engineering grad student at UBC. It is embarrassing to admit, but I had just failed at a part time job at McDonald’s. I come from a small town in Norther nAlberta, and we don’t have lots of things the big city has. We don’t have chain stores, you can still by groceries with cheques, and the people are either white or native. While I had a personal computer and cell phone, the local stores had old fashioned mechanical tills and I had no idea how to use the Star Trek looking device at the local McDonalds when I went to get a part time job just off campus to cover those expenses my “full ride” scholarship didn’t. The headset was hard to use, and the constant screaming of alarms was confusing and I got in everyone’s way as ten people tried to use the space of a mobile home hallway to pass carrying trays and bags. I got in everyone’s way. The fact my 48E breasts looked even larger in the too tight uniform made everyone who passed either try to cop a feel of my front or rear, or loudly complain about me being a stupid cow taking up too much space. Read more »

The Executive – Part 4 [FM][Mdom][Fsub][Facial][Anal][CNC]

*Author’s Note: At long last, Part 4! Get your pants off, your pussies wet and cocks hard, and enjoy. Show me the aftermath by DMmeYOURpussies.*

**- The Executive: Part 4 -**

*Thump…Thump…Thump…* Each heavy footstep coming down the hallway made Erin flinch with excited terror. *Thump…Thump…Thump…* Regardless of the blindfold she had her eyes shut tight. *Thump…Thump…Thump…* So loud were the footsteps that Erin imagined her mystery man to be at least seven feet tall and three hundred pounds. *Thump.* Erin held her breath as the final footstep thudded just beyond the door.

*Thump…Thump…Thump…* Erin’s eyes snapped open only to see black behind her blindfold. *Mother fuck, he doesn’t want me. He saw me and left!* She ripped off the blindfold disgusted with herself for not obeying orders. *Why did I wear these fucking panties?* Her eyes adjusted to the dark and found the only light emanating from within the room. The red digits of the bedside alarm clock showed, “11:58 PM”. *Thump…Thump…Thump…* The footsteps faded down the hall. Bouncing up to her feet she padded over to the door and peered down the hallway. A large man lazily walked away from her. The back of his shirt read, “Ocean Front Motel”. *My mystery man works here?!?* Erin opened her mouth to call out to him, not sure what was going to come out – maybe, “Please come back and punish me.” Or maybe, “Fuck you asshole! You don’t deserve me!” Just before any sound slipped past her lips the man unlocked a door and pulled out a mop and bucket. *That’s not my man! He’s just the fucking janitor.* Her relief flipped to panic in an instant. She realized that her real mystery man would be there any second and she was not in position. Read more »

The Wife Sharing Service [M/F, man/woman, husband/wife, cuckolding, wife sharing, oral, vaginal, bareback, messy, domination/submission, maledom, BDSM, rough, consensual, fetish, fantasy, erotica] (AmethystMare)

Richard and Alda investigate the pleasures of wife sharing, where his dear wife spends time with rich, powerful men who want to use and dominate her…
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Too long to copy/paste here – up in full via the links to read! Enjoy if it’s your thing! <3
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Dumb Slut at a Conference -Part 2 {MDom}

My denied orgasm haunted me all night, despite my many attempts to dispel it. I slept little and woke early. A hasty shower and clothes, I went straight to the bathroom, certain I had dreamed it all. Thoughts plagued me on the walk down, losing my license, reputation, even blackmail.
But another box awaited me. And with its note, all my shame and guilt vanished. My new purpose was just to make it through to 9pm. To him.
***I knew you couldn’t wait. No dinner, no orgasms. Be clean inside and out. Be here promptly at 9pm.***
So much preparation, so much he knew already and we’d just met. I felt like a puppet that just realized it had strings. And he had them all tied up in one hand.
The day blurred by and my preparations for the evening with it. Primped, cleansed, and perfumed, mild sexy clothes were all I had. Last nights clothes still reeked of sex. The nerves made me very inefficient. So I didn’t end up there until 9pm. Read more »

One Year Contract day 46 [MDOM [Public]

“Are you ready for this?” I asked.

She nodded, obviously nervous but determined. I gave her a reassuring smile and brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“Good,” I sad. “Repeat the rules to me.”

“Greet everyone that comes. Provide whatever drinks or snacks they request. No one is allowed to touch me anywhere that’s currently clothed, nor am I permitted to perform any sex acts on them. No one is allowed to cause me pain above a 3 and nothing that would leave a mark. If anyone breaks a rule or makes me uncomfortable I let you know immediately.” She recited.

“Good girl. Everyone here will be a friend of mine. They all know my lifestyle and most of them are in the community to one degree or another. Everyone knows about you and I have clearly communicated the rules to each of them.

“If you get nervous you can have a drink, but no more than two during the course of the night. I want you aware the entire time.”

“Thank you sir,” she said. Read more »

The Executive – Part 3 [FM][Mdom][Fsub][Anal][CNC]

*Author’s Note: Something has awoken inside Erin. Will she go through with mystery man’s demands? Please visit* r/KellyBoomErotica *for previous parts and other stories. Enjoy Part 3 and as always DMmeYOURpussies.*

**- The Executive: Part 3 -**

As Sydney’s ass disappeared around her office doorway Erin shook her head trying to break the connection she’d made in her mind between Sydney and the blond pussy eating girl from the porn she’d watched the night before. It didn’t work, her next thought was, *I bet her pussy tastes like sea salt and cucumber*. Erin rubbed her thighs together, pleasuring in the warmth between her legs, but then her computer chimed with an incoming email. Her client demanded the updated contract by the start of business Monday morning. *Fucking pricks change their agreement last minute then make demands to me!* She took a deep breath and began her final QA/QC.

A couple hours later, every “i” dotted, every “t” crossed, Erin sent off the contract. She applauded herself for getting everything done before the weekend. Now she could focus on tomorrow night. She pulled out her phone and read the last sent message, “I understand. Your obedient cumslut will be waiting.” Read more »

Missed Connection and Moonlight Liberation [M/F] [Strangers] [Mutual Friend][Lite MDom]

I had grown tired of complications, restrictions. Petty rules. My search for an escape had begun to look futile. I always felt more grounded in nature than this overbuilt civilization. I craved simplicity. And I thought this trip would re-center me. Somehow, I instead end up in this glamping yurt that is gaudy, overpriced…just so…civilized. The portable heater was also so unnecessary. I wanted just one friend to level with on this. But I didn’t want to be ostracized for it. Again… Those pesky complications.

They were all about 40 miles out at some trashy bar anyway. Better to be alone here than in a crowd, however pretentious the surroundings. There was that missed connection. The one from years ago that through some chance sequence of events, is a new mutual friend. I never found out her name. Perhaps there was nothing to lose if she was with the rest of them, mindlessly drinking in an attempt to fill some existential void.

I looked up at the skylight. At least this overpriced rental came with a nice bed, I thought to myself. It was quiet. Literally just crickets. A saying with negative connotations in most cases – society places an annoying emphasis on noise. But this – this was peaceful. I didn’t feel that usual urgency to escape the moment. Read more »