Rough Memories [MMF] [Mdom] [BDSM]

I love being told what to do. In a lot of aspects of my life to be honest, but particularly in the bedroom. I’m 26F, slim and toned, with long ginger hair and roughly 34C breasts, and luckily my long term (ex-)boyfriend (Giles,27M, slim build, brown hair, 7” or so) shared some of the same kinks as me. This story is about the first time we really explored those kinks together.

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It was the first time we’d seen each other for six months- I’d been away studying and he had a job he couldn’t get much holiday from. We’d sexted in that time, of course, but this was the first chance to actually see each other. We’d talked about kinks before- in fact, the first time we kissed he grabbed me by the throat and choked me. That was the first time I’d had anyone treat me rough, and I loved it.

When we met this time, we were travelling up from the south to the north of the country, stopping at a hotel overnight on the way. Nothing happened during the drive, if anything it was slightly awkward having not seen each other for so long, but that quickly changed once we were in the hotel alone.

Summer Dress, pt 1 [Mf] [Mdom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Outdoor sex] [Orgasm control]

*The text in the first paragraph was actually a message I got from a friend as a prompt to write something for them – I always do my best writing when I’m writing with someone specific in mind, when I’ve got someone to inspire me. Even though I wrote this some time ago, I do keep on intending to do more with it and write some sequels. As always, feedback is appreciated, whether in comments or via DM!*

Mid-afternoon, I got the text from you – “I would love to see what you would do if you were dominating me. To be completely submissive to you and squirm beneath you until you have me panting and begging for release. To be the object of any kinky fantasies you’d love to try out and to hear you whisper the naughtiest things in my ear.”

Did you think I’d take you up on it? Was it just a text sent to me to turn me on, get me riled up? Or was it a straightforward invitation?

I’d like to think my response made my attitude to such things clear enough “If you want to see, I’ll be waiting to pick you up in fifteen minutes. Don’t wear anything you’d be sad about damaging.”

Summer Dress, pt 1 [Mdom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Outdoor sex] [Orgasm control]

*The text in the first paragraph was actually a message I got from a friend as a prompt to write something for them – I always do my best writing when I’m writing with someone specific in mind, when I’ve got someone to inspire me. Even though I wrote this some time ago, I do keep on intending to do more with it and write some sequels. As always, feedback is appreciated, whether in comments or via DM!*

A Night to Remember: A Wifes Guilty Pleasure Story [Str8] [bondage] [Mdom] [spanking] [bdsm] [husbandwife]

“Can we be down here?” I asked Sir in a whisper as he led me down into the basement of the gothic mansion owned by Sir’s newest client Michael, something I could not remember. The mansion was located on the outskirts of town surrounded by ancient evergreens that went for as far as the eye could see. No one would hear you scream in that stone house surrounded by the dense woods, was my first thought when we pulled up. 

“Of course. Michael gave me a tour when I was here last week. We thought you might enjoy a particular room within the house. One that is typically off-limits to guests.” Sir had a devious smile as he spoke and things deep in my core started to respond. My mind racing with all the dirty possibilities.  

Surly my imagination was being overactive hoping for an intricate sex dungeon full of naughty toys and intricate contraptions to fulfill all my deviant desires. Even if I was right and Michael, did have a sex dungeon hidden away in his stone basement why would he consider sharing such a private place with Sir and I. It made no sense and I tried to quell my excitement with common sense.  

I [18f] had phone sex with an older married man [M] [Str8] [mast] [Mdom]

Just a quick backstory before I dive into the sexy bits. I was raised in a very conservative strict Christian house and wasn’t even allowed my own phone until I turned 18 and moved out this year, so my experience with pretty much anything sexual had been almost non existent till this year.

The first thing I did once I had my own phone and freedom was make some social media accounts to meet new people and no matter what app I was using I would always end up getting a message from an older man who was interested in me.
At first it felt a little creepy since the messages were almost always dirty, but I kept going back to reread them over and over and felt myself starting to get turned on from all the attention and reading about all the dirty and horrible things these men wanted to do to me.

After a few weeks of exploring myself and starting to discover what kinks and fetishes are I got the courage to make a reddit account and start posting about some of the sexy experiences I’ve had. I’ve started to get even naughtier messages because of those posts and finally got the courage to start responding to some of them.

“The Gift” [Str8] [anal] [Mdom] [spanking] [bdsm]

My ass cheeks facing the bathroom mirror, I bent over, pulling my cheeks apart as I folded forward, inspecting my asshole’s reflection. I wouldn’t go so far as to say it was gaping but for a relative amateur at all things anal, I was pretty impressed with the cherry-sized gape. I tried to swallow a moan and failed as I placed two fingers in my tiny hole, wishing I could slide in another, but unwilling to risk the wrath of Sir for touching myself, especially such a tender area. If I got caught with two fingers stuck in my ass I could tell Sir the truth, I was checking my progress not trying to get off, and hopefully not be punished. 

Impressed with myself and my progress I went in search of Sir, thinking of ways I could get more toys stuffed in my ass today. After wearing a plug nearly all day and night for the last three days I was insatiable. Not so long ago at the start of my training, Sir had promised that I would become so greedy for a stuffed hole, begging for whatever I could get in there until Sir was ready to cum in my tiny, well not so tiny anymore, asshole. As usual, he was right, just the thought of him plowing into my ass made my pussy wet. If Sir had come in my cunt a few moments ago, instead of my asshole, I was certain his cum would be dripping out of me all over my freshly showered body. Again, my cunt convulsed at the thought. 

Little bug sub 1

[Str8] [Mf] [MDom]

This was a request from a friend.

Little Bug, Part 1

Amanda sat on the bench, legs pressed together, squirming with nervous anticipation at the thought of the meeting she was about to have. As she wiggled with barely suppressed excitement she felt her pussy tingle with the movement of her thighs pressing together. She was so excited and nervous that she knew she was making an absolute mess of her underwear, such as it was. He had told her to wear a thong, and she had of course obeyed, so now here she was, sitting on a bench in the park by her office, dripping wet, waiting for the man she had only known online to finally present himself to her in person. She had on the black, stretchy office pants for her professional office job in accounting, but didn’t mind as they really showed off her large, round ass. As instructed, she had worn open-toed shoes to show off her fresh pedicure, and a slightly too-small top, stretched very tight and showing off her perky, lactating breasts as well as her cute tummy. She had made sure her make-up was perfect, large, innocent-looking eyes were sparkling, and her lips looked so inviting she wanted to kiss herself. But still, she wasn’t certain he would approve.

Captivated by the movie [MF][Fdom][Msub to Mdom][Switch][Edging]

He liked it when they watched a movie together and she would let him lay back into her arms. He felt comforted feeling her breasts pressed against his back and her arms wrapped around him. Shortly into the movie a steamy scene came on the screen. He could feel himself getting hard and couldn’t do anything about it. Would she notice the sudden bulge in his pants?

His question was quickly answered with a hand that creeped its way slowly down his tummy and into his pants. Her touch reached its destination it was like lightening. His stomach involuntarily tightened and his extremities stretched and then loosened. He let out a brief, soft moan, as her gentle touches became slow strokes. He was now under her control, and lost his will power to do anything but melt into these waves of pleasure. Her strokes were strong, and she knew just the right way of rubbing the sensitive head of his penis to send him quivering. One quiver caused his head to crane back into her and let out a loud moan.

Brat’s What You Deserve (BDSM, MDom, brat-taming)

Originally posted to r/BDSMerotica (by me!). Hoping to be more active ’round here…and other, exciting, *auditory* places (hint, hint). Enjoy x

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Look, I get it. I was being cheeky. Bratty, even. And yes, maybe I was being bratty for four days straight, taking advantage of my slight head cold because I knew he wouldn’t punish me while I was sick. Maybe I got a little drunk on the prospect of being above the law.

Each time I acted out, he’d shoot me a look of warning and I would think, *Oh, he won’t forget this. This will get me in trouble.* Then I would contemplate amending my ways but ultimately decided against it. After all, I was sick and bored. What else is a girl to do but torment her daddy?

So, fine. I was being a brat too long and with too much enthusiasm, but…

‘But I was sick,’ I protest. I’m kneeling on the floor of our room, completely naked, my arms bound behind my back. Rope encircles my torso, digging into the soft flesh of my breasts. The cool air caresses my nipples and I wriggle in my bindings, staring up at him pleadingly. He made me wait two days after my sniffles were gone before playing and I’m already impatient. I want to be bent over and fucked already, not bound and berated. ‘I had immunity from being punished.’

Midsummer story [Maledom]

It’s a Midsummer night. Pale sunlight beams through a cloudless sky. The air is still warm on this nightless night. People are drinking and dancing by the diminishing bonfire. The nature in Northern Finland blooms; willow trees are waving in the wind, building the mystical atmosphere, and the scorching heat of the day has replaced by a calm, fresh air. There’s definitely some magic in the air.

Saana is sitting and watching others, wearing a mysterious smile on her face. The wind makes her white, long summer dress caress her skin softly. She’s still breathing heavily for joining the dancing just a little bit earlier.

Saana is actually kind of anxious to go to bed. There was this ancient saying, that if girl gathers seven different sex toys under her pillow, a partner of her dreams appears. This was a first Midsummer when she surrendered to the superstitious traditions; she carefully picked seven of her favorite toys under her pillow. Even though Saana didn’t believe in the old saying, she still feels her panties getting wet by thinking about her toys. Hell, if that man doesn’t appear, I’m going to play with them myself, she thinks. She wishes everyone a good night and goes straight to her bed.