A Homebound Heart [MF] [Fantasy] [Maledom] [Romance] [Slave]

On the morning of his eighteenth nameday Will Edgemont, Lord Paramount of Edgemont, freed his only elf slave. Or more accurately, tried to.

“No, Master,” Ythri said as she refilled his cup. “You can’t make me.”

Will sighed in his seat. Ythri was well-read on the matter as was her wont. He could force her to do many things but his tiny city-state was more progressive than most of the human kingdoms. Not to the point of abolition, of course; elf slaves with their skills accumulated over long lives were too valuable to the estates (and especially beds) of the Edgemont House of Lords for the movement to ever gain traction. But activists had successfully lobbied for certain rights a century ago: room and board, respite from work or punishment deemed excessive for their state of health, and one copper a week as allowance. The cruelest masters had found a loophole, “freeing” slaves to starve on the streets when too old or sickly to be worth the upkeep.

Henceforth, no owner could legally release a slave without their consent. The irony was not lost on Will in the slightest.

Hot Chocolate (Part 2/2) [MF][BDSM][MDom][Consensual][Long]

*Continued from* [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pd2q3r/hot_chocolate_mfbdsmmdomconsensuallong/)

With a low growl Matthew shook the girl by her hair, jerking her off balance as she stumbled away from the coffee table, which gave him room to push her down onto her knees. Allison was unwilling to violently resist and he left her no other choice but compliance as she fell to the ground at his feet allowing her face to be pushed down onto the wet carpet, the smell of the hot chocolate filled her nostrils as the cooling wet stain scratched at her cheek. Her hand slipped away from his wrist to lay on the floor as she trembled uncontrollably. Her imagination tried to grasp what he intended to do with her.

She had thought of Matthew as a quiet protector, a nice man, a wholesome figure who had never in her life raised his voice or a hand to anyone. She had never once seen him as angry as he was and was frightfully unsure of what it meant, so she did the only thing she could think to in order to appease and diffuse it, she submitted. She had asked for this, but once given she realized she never actually expected Matthew to raise a hand to her.

Hot Chocolate [MF][BDSM][MDom][Consensual][Long]

When the doorbell rang to stir Matthew from deep slumber, the annoyance rumbled in the man’s throat as groggily he groped into the dim room for the only source of light. The neon green sign on his nightstand blared the insult of 2:40 AM to punctuate his perturbed demeanor. With protest, his body would be forced to move, pushing through the dull ache of desired sleep. Rising to his dresser he pulled a white tank top over his broad shoulders ignoring the loose flannel pants he wore to sleep in.

Again, the doorbell rang, and though unheard by any audience Matthew muttered his curses beneath his breath. Standing before the solid oak door to peek through the peephole he felt a bit of the frustration of being awoken fade when he saw who was pestering him at such a late hour.

The silhouette of the petite blond standing beneath pale yellowing light spotlighting her on his porch was hardly the sight that any warm blooded male could fault for long. Her fair complexion and doll-like face embraced the montage of the innocent sweetheart though her eyes were hallowed and puffy from tears shed before being hastily dabbed away. All the frustration of his interrupted sleep melted away as he threw the door open and greet the familiar woman, “Allison?”

Off the Deep End Pt. 01 [Mdom] [NC] [Kidnap]

*This is the first part of a multi part series. This one is mostly set up, not a lot of action going on. It’s still evil, though, and of course contains a lot of stuff that no one should ever do in real life. I will post the next part very soon. (Also, I plan to do audio versions of all my stories on https://www.patreon.com/tenderlyvicious)*

5th January 2021

Spending the holidays with my family this year made me realize I need something more. Their limited world view is so frustrating to deal with. I need to test limits, try something new. I’m not sure what yet, or how I’m going to do it. I have been spending more and more time online, exploring questionable sites lately. I’ve been experimenting with creating different personas for myself, gauging how people react to me. There was one strange experience I had yesterday. There was this one girl, incredibly beautiful and sweet, who I was trying to talk to in my pervert persona. I seemed to keep slipping, losing the persona. She made me want to say kind and sweet things instead. This feeling of not being able to control my reactions was very interesting. I will need to explore it further.

A Simple Scene [MF] [BDSM] [Oragsm Control] [Mdom] [Breeding] [CNC?]

The scene started such as any other, with her on her knees while he ran through their check-in. She hardly heard the list of questions, having already answered them all to herself before arriving. She felt sound of mind and body, with no sore spots to keep an eye out for. Her safe words for the scene, as it was not to be complex, were ‘Yellow’ for if she needed to slow down or breathe and ‘Red’ for if she needed to stop. She preferred the evening’s events to remain a mystery to her until they occurred, and she freely added that she trusted him to take care of her. Her only other concern was one that he already knew, but she restated; an ongoing medical issue had her currently without birth control.

He accepted her answers with a gentle smile. Her excitement was evident in the way she stumbled over her words, trying to get them out as quickly as she had rehearsed in her head and failing when thought met tongue. Her eyes were bright but unfocused as she was distracted by the possibilities ahead of her.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 5 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Fingering] [Masturbation][Les][Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

“To sweeten the mouth, to stuff the cunt, these are the subjects of today’s philosophical picnic.”

Carl´s hungers are intermixed and so is their saturation.

We two and seven other couples have made a delicious school trip for the social Lovemaking on Sunday. Heirs brought their mistresses to Uncle Tom´s Point to be enthralled by the Upper Falls. We are now cuddling on blankets, guys rummaging in the baskets. The air smells by nature of various distillation as I and Carl are gnawing on licorice in turns. His eyes are gleaming, brighten by the rapids, his left hand behind the front slit of my skirt where the black panties can be admired.

“Your lady’s storage stayed empty of food for ages. What do you think is the best thing I can put there?”

This is the trick. He doesn´t like fawning and wants me to give it a thought and stay on topic.

“Hmmm, you might be interested to know how herrings swimming in my love drops taste like… Although they say vag is unpleasant if fishy. You might add some garlic cloves. If you savor it gladly, I hope you will repay me by that Māui-shaped dildo you are building.”

The Harvest, Part 4 [MFf] [2nd Person] [Mdom] [oral] [voy] [corruption] [threesome]

For once you find you’re not alone when you wake.

Ashley jumps away from your bed with a yelp. You don’t understand why until you notice you’ve startled upright like a man possessed.

“My bad, baby.” You read your alarm clock and yawn. Not an act; you haven’t gotten up this early since retiring the apron. “What’s up?”

She’s still wearing your black shirt from last night almost like a one-piece on her smaller body. You finally process what the flash of white fabric you’d caught as she stumbled backwards must be. Luckily, your sheets tented over your knees hide how hard you get.

“I need a ride to school,” she says.

Deep breath. You compose yourself to not betray arousal. “Didn’t your friend say she would pick you up?”

“Claire can be flaky like that.”

“Not very smart of you then, Ash. What if I had something very important to do in, say, thirty minutes?”

You leave her in suspense for a second before reassuring with a smile you’re not feeling. Your disappointment at her lack of responsibility is palpable. In those ten years Jessica’s also managed to undo one of the few good things you’d left all your girls with.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 5 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Fingering] [Masturbation][Les][Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

“To sweeten the mouth, to stuff the cunt, these are the subjects of today’s philosophical picnic.”

Carl´s hungers are intermixed and so is their saturation.

We two and seven other couples have made a delicious school trip for the social Lovemaking on Sunday. Heirs brought their mistresses to Uncle Tom´s Point to be enthralled by the Upper Falls. We are now cuddling on blankets, guys rummaging in the baskets. The air smells by nature of various distillation as I and Carl are gnawing on licorice in turns. His eyes are gleaming, brighten by the rapids, his left hand behind the front slit of my skirt where the black panties can be admired.

“Your lady’s storage stayed empty of food for ages. What do you think is the best thing I can put there?”

This is the trick. He doesn´t like fawning and wants me to give it a thought and stay on topic.

“Hmmm, you might be interested to know how herrings swimming in my love drops taste like… Although they say vag is unpleasant if fishy. You might add some garlic cloves. If you savor it gladly, I hope you will repay me by that Māui-shaped dildo you are building.”

My beautiful blonde plaything [MF] [Mdom] [Part2]

[Read part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p48d8j/my_beautiful_blonde_plaything_mf_mdom_part1/)

I placed my hands on Minna’s thighs and spread her legs apart. Then I moved my hands to her buttocks and spread them a bit wider. I wasn’t too heavy-handed, but I didn’t spare her either. I knew my plaything liked it rough. I moved my other hand between her legs. Her inner thighs were wet already. Her pussy was eager to be touched and I teased her by inching my fingers closer and closer. I felt the warmth and wetness and I could hear in her breathing how she was anxious for my touch. I placed my other hand on her front and grabbed the small patch of hair on her pussy. I held her there for a minute, my hand on either side of her and my lips near her ear. “Is this what you like, is this what you want?” I asked and she whimpered a response: “Yes, please, do it to me, please..”

But it wasn’t going to be that easy for her. “On your knees,” I commanded and pulled my hands away. I saw disappointment on Minna’s lips, but she obeyed immediately. Good girl. A perfect little plaything.

My beautiful blonde plaything [MF] [Mdom] [Part1]

I’m sitting on the couch, waiting. “Come on in,” I say and almost immediately I hear footsteps approaching from the other room. A young woman walks slowly into the living room. There is some hesitation in the way she walks, but it is difficult tell if that is because she is shy or because she has a black cloth over her eyes. That is all she is wearing.

***

Meeting Minna was a gift from God. I was in line at the university cafeteria with a coffee and a newspaper, when a student infront of me ran into trouble. Apparently she did not have enough money on her card. For a minute I waited for the situation to resolve itself, until I couldn’t take it anymore and reached infront of her to pay her coffee with my faculty card. “No need to than kme,” I said to the flustered girl and smiled. I paid for my own coffee as well and went to look for a free table in the packed café. I left the the girl standing next to the counter to collect her things.