The Department of Discipline and the Deep Clitoral Neutralizer [BDSM, maledom, dystopian sci fi, CW: strong sexual violence)

*(content warning: this gets fucked up. Your safe word is the back button on your browser. Either way, thanks for reading!)*

As Annie takes her seat in the center right of the front row, her boss Norman is left the only one still standing all the way on the far right end as he greets a man making his entrance walking up to the podium. He takes the floor, standing at the podium and placing a sheet of paper down. Behind him is a large mirror that takes up the whole wall, save for a space on the right with a door labeled “Testing.” Norman takes a seat.

“Hello! Welcome, everybody.” The man says as he opens up the projection screen in front of the podium. A stock photo of two smiling women in a sunny meadow appears. The BioCon logo is prominently visible at the top right corner. “My name is Jonathan McLeod. Let’s just get this started. We at BioCon are ready to present to you, The Department of Discipline, our latest project that will allow you to maximize your productivity. I am going to show you the technology that will define the future of clitoral neutralization. No, you heard that right. I didn’t say removal. Neutralization.”

Dominating the Controlling Boss part 7 (MFF) (freeuse) (oral) (mdom)

Brian sat at his desk, typing away at yet another tedious task. Nowadays, the injustice of the work and the bitchiness Of the boss didn’t sting as much when he knew at any moment he could take Lisa’s curvy, submissive body whenever he wanted and mentally peruse the highlights at will. Today’s highlights was the lingering sight of her luscious tits in her mouth while she rode him in cowgirl and took his fingers in her ass.

Brian shifted off the daydreams as he finished in the early evening and went to claim his reward. He barely noticed the harassed looking intern, struggling with her own workload, as he headed to Lisa’s office. Lisa failed to mask her delight as Brian closed the blinds and pulled his cock out. “Get your slutty mouth over here.” Slowly and seductively, Lisa crawled across the office. Magnetized to her slithering curves in her pencil skirt and tight shirt, Brian’s cock sprung to attention, well before her wet and willing mouth wrapped around it.

The Mirror [MDom] [femsub] [Orgasm control] [Punishment]

I leaned the narrow, body-length mirror back against the wall and placed a small ottoman in front of it. Now, skin pink and sensitive from the hot water, I removed her bathrobe and made her sit. The mirror, positioned between her knees, reflected her thighs, exposed cunt, naked chest and shoulders. She could see me standing behind her. She watched my hand slip around her throat and felt my grip. She closed her eyes then and I whispered close in her ear, “watch.” I reached down with my other hand and pulled her thighs further apart. Rubbing her soft spot of hair and then her waiting sex. I felt her body relax against me and her hips tilt open. “Watch,” I said again, pressing harder. Her lips were slippery and swollen. Little circles over her clit. Her arms hung at her side unmoving. Soft little moans I could feel in the grip of my palm at her throat. I squeezed my thumb and fingertips with a little more pressure there and slipped two fingers inside her wetness. Slowly in and out. Slowly up over her clit and back down. Back into her pussy where she clenched and tipped her hips into the pleasure. “Do you see how beautiful your pleasure is to me?” I asked. Deeper then. Her mouth fell open and she gasped and bit her lip. I lifted a trail of wetness that stretched away and dripped onto her stomach. The warm honey to her lips. She eagerly slipped her tongue out and sucked on my fingers. I held them there. “You do it now. Show me,” I said. “Let’s watch you cum, together.” 

Unleash the Beast [MF] [Mdom] [Betting] Part 2

^(Open ended ending in case you want to give Elliott some ideas before Muriel wakes up again ) ?? –

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“What time is it?” Muriel shot up from a resting position on the bed, her memory beginning to fill in when she found herself still in Elliott’s room. She glanced at him, noting his nude self and relaxed demeanor as he sat with one knee folded to his chest on his chair, his other foot brushing the floor.

“It is 2:18 P.M. You passed out halfway through sucking off Elliott Jr.” Elliott chuckled, tucking a stray sweat-covered wisp of hair behind Muriel’s ear. She smiled cheekily at him.

“Maybe if my throat wasn’t half the size of your dick, that wouldn’t have happened.” She quipped. Elliott thought briefly.

“I can’t tell if that was an insult or not.” He blankly said.

“Well, I’m calling you huge, so take it as you will.” Muriel turned on the backlight of her watch and rubbed her eyes, yawning as she stepped off the bed. “I’m surprised I was only out for two hours. You’ve still got about twenty-three left with me.”

Unless the Beast [MF] [Mdom] [Betting] Part 1

*”Don’t go to parties, Riel. They’re full of horny fucks whose hearts and dicks you’ll break in seconds.”*

Warning words of wisdom were never very effective against Muriel. She was known locally at her university as ‘Eris, the Heartbreaker.’ She was notorious for taking bets with thirsty jocks and putting her own virginity on the line – but in two years and over sixty bets later, her legs were never spread.

She was something else. To many boys, she was a prize. For the lesbians and bisexual girls, she was a craving. To the Monster Energy vending machine, she was the bane of existence. She visited and emptied that machine in a matter of hours. She returned solely Monster cans every two days and always managed to get back over ten dollars from the deposits. It was a little ridiculous, and concerning, how much Monster she consumed.

Her friends, Laina and Louisa, suspected that her body was constantly caffeinated and that she was some otherworldly being that didn’t need sleep. Muriel herself said it was as close to correct as anyone would ever get.

[F/M] My last weekend [BDSM] [Bondage] [Mdom] [Predicaments]

Dan and I had been messaging for weeks. We started off discussing bondage positions. He really seemed to understand my desires and he was creative. But our exchanges were brief, to the point. He described a setting and the restriction and I would imagine myself in it, reply with how I think I’d feel in the first minutes, after an hour, after two. If I felt it would be possible to endure longer, I’d continue to describe what I’d expect it to feel like after 4, 8, 12 hours or even a full day.

Dan would respond with anything he thought was not realistic, I’d agree or defend my original response. Then like clockwork the next Saturday, he sent the next position.

Our exchange lasted over 9 months, 40 odd weekly exchanges, the same format. No personal questions, though it was clear from his posts that he read my posting history and was aware of what I shared. I did the same. So I knew he was around 10 years older than me, not very experienced, but had taken part in some workshops and he was a switch.

Watch out for the quiet ones: Part I [Mdom] [fsub] [Soft Dom] [No sex]

Our first date had been sweet, wholesome, and completely timid. A nice, welcome change to what I’d come across in the recent past.

I’d expected the second to be the same. My attempts at flirting during our messages hadn’t gone too well, and I was forming the impression that he was a little shy and perhaps not very sexually driven.

So it was easy to invite him over for the second date. I expected a kiss, a hug, maybe a cheeky booty grab.

And that happened. Then his fingers slipped into my pants, and were soon under the thin white lace of my thong. I hadn’t been expecting him to make a move but I was glad he did, though I thought I was just about to experience foreplay before the real thing- enough teasing to break the ice but nothing too special. Maybe some fumbling- awkward and hesitant but not uncomfortable.

But that wasn’t right. As his fingers started to tease and touch, I felt myself gasping. He stroked each lip gently, and I felt the wetness pooling between my legs
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And when they finally started to rub my clit, it wasn’t long before I realised he was going to make me cum; and cum hard. I was a little in disbelief- nobody had ever made me cum with just rubbing. I could barely cum from oral.

I (f) need you. [BDSM] [First Person] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Romantic?] [Creampie] [Risk] [impact/knife/candle play]

I ask for the chains. You nod, always aware this was something I needed, yet rarely ask for, something we’ve talked about in depth and meddled with. You sling them over the support beam on the ceiling. I collect and place everything I want on a table near by, I leave the choice, timing and usage to your discretion, you know what your doing and I dont want to think. You wait as I strip to just my suspenders and thigh highs, my body is cold in the winter air, my nipples perky and my bare ass and thighs prickling with goose bumps, I know I won’t feel it in a moment, the cold, inside and out, the world will be gone.
You pull me in for a hug, its long and secure. Warmth eminates from your being, your hands dont wander, they just hold me, there’s nothing but trust, you’ll be there the whole time with me. I feel your clothes against my naked skin, I feel your chest rise and fall for what could be an eternity. This is always how it starts, security, reassurance, comfort.

Keep Him Close, But His Dark Side Closer [Mdom, brat, baiting, tease, stalking, home invasion, CNC, spanking, breathe play] (Audio included)

[Audio](https://soundgasm.net/u/Comfortablecheek16/Keep-Him-Close-But-His-Dark-Side-Closer) (audio in letter form (you/your instead of he/him)

Have you ever heard of the saying ‘keep his friends close and his enemies closer’? well I like to think of it as ‘keep his Dom close but his dark side even closer’.

You see… yes, he has the control, the power, the insights to me on the surface…and underneath the surface. But, what makes him think that I don’t want to give up that control and power… more.. than he wants to take/have it. Hm?

Just a few minutes ago, he slammed me on the wall and jack-hammered me for his pleasure. He then threw me on the bed and finished with me there. He told me how I’m his… He growled how I was his pretty little slut, how easy it was for him to have me beneath him. How easy it was for him to claim me with his cock as he choked and pounded me at the same time. Now he was cuddling me tight like I wanted to escape but he won’t allow it.

Its cute. I know he doesn’t like this word but as a brat… everything he does…to me it’s cute.

Dominating the Controlling Boss p6 (MF) (multiple) (voyeur) (anal) (mdom) (freeuse)

Lisa had never been so sexually satisfied as she was serving as Brian’s personal property. Her week had become flush with steamy and frenetic encounters, where he would take her in an shadowy corner of the office, and wet and wild evenings bent over her desk. And now her weekends would include enough rough usage of her holes that she walk bowlegged back to her car. Whether bent over her desk getting spanked, sucking his dick behind the copy machine, or riding him, his thick cock stuffing her tight asshole, she answered every command with a submissive enthusiasm.

“My body and my holes are yours to use,” Lisa panted as he traced her wet cunt with his tip. “You are my property and will do anything i say.” Images of the toys he controlled Lisa with further heated her steamy body. She bit her tongue, knowing if she begged, Brian made her wait more. Finally, he plunged her pussy, filling her with his seed till she overflowed.

That Saturday, Lisa was told to dress like a party slut, and wore a tiny black dress that made her curves look lusciously seductive and no underwear. She felt proud of her bouncing breasts and was certain anybody walking by saw plenty of ass and maybe more.