He yawned as he sat down in the desk chair. His home office was shaping up nicely after the move, which made up for the solitude of having to work from home. D put down his tea and unlocked his computer to read up on the messages he’d missed since going to bed last night. He raised his arms up above his head, stretched them as he tilted his head from side to side and then dropped them down to click the notification on his Discord client. He snickered as he read through the latest gossip about the game he liked to play and sipped his tea. There was a message from her, too. She’d clearly been thinking about him again, which was nice to know. He typed her a quick “good morning!” and opened his calendar to find out that he had a relatively quiet day ahead of him. He took a big gulp of hot tea and got to work on a report that was due by the end of the week.
Tag: Male Dominant
The prey (I was in the bed for a week continued….) [MDOM} [FSUB]
I figured I would share more about my encounters with Russ since our encounters only escalated after I was left in bed for a week. Read the “I was left in bed for a week” post before diving into this one.
After the last intense encounter we had together, we continued to talk long-distance on and off, here and there for the first whole week I was in bed. Then conversations tapered off, as they do in long-distance hookups. The few times we did speak, I noticed there was a shift in Russ. He was comfortable showing me the real dominant side of him. I understood his personality so much more. How he worked, how he thought etc. I realized all this time he had been grooming me, preparing me for this side of him.
I was in bed for a week!! [NSFW] [BDSM] [MDOM] [FSUB] [Domination] [kink] [control]
I’ve been talking to this guy on and off for Well over two years. We’ll call him Russ. We started off going on dates. It was always super playful, light hearted and fun. We kind of figured out later down the line that something serious between us wasn’t something that was going to happen. But that didn’t stop us from forming a friendship. We’d link up blaze every bar in Downtown Austin and then have an amazing night cap.
If it was one thing about Russ, it was that his Dick game was amazing. But his attitude was trash! Apart of the reason we never worked out was because Russ was EXTREMELY masculine. Like phrat boy, misogynistic, toxic masculinity masculine. He was obnoxiously loud at every game at the bar and very much so egoistical. He had a fun side, but an equal or greater toxic side. I couldn’t stand him at the bar, but couldn’t get enough of him backing me against a door. Uuggghhhh. I know, I know anyway.
“You can stay the night if I can inspect your genitals.” [FM] [Mdom]
~~~~For Eric~~~~
Maya’s teeth chattered as she lifted the antique brass knocker. She let it fall against the giant door. She was so relieved to have stumbled upon this mansion in the dark. She was dripping wet, and her hands and feet were going numb.
A man answered the door. He was tall and handsome.
Her teeth chattered as she spoke. “E-excuse me, Sir. My name’s Maya. I- I got lost. I can’t find my way. I- I saw your lights on. May I-“
Without a moment’s hesitation, he answered, “I’m happy to dry you off, warm you up, and send you on your way with a coat and some directions. Or else…..”
“Yes?”
He looked her straight in the eye.
“You can stay the night if I can inspect your genitals.”
Maya’s stomach dropped, and she felt butterflies at the same time.
“I…. what?”
“You heard me. You can stay the night if I can inspect your genitals.”
Maya shivered. She was so cold. And… he was so handsome. She took a moment to weigh her options.
“No sex?” she asked.
Worshipping Sir. (Mdom/Fsub, oral)
I’m so hungry. As I carefully shave my legs, that’s the only thought consuming me. This craving has been been steadily mounting, reaching feverish heights. Spreading my thick thighs, I gently part my labia, smoothing the creamy gel and chasing it with my razor. Barely brushing my clit, a shiver of anticipation rushes through me. I push aside the desire to plunge my fingers deep into my aching cunt. Wait, I chide myself. This isn’t about me. Wiping the razor, I rinse and moisturize. Silky smooth skin, pale as moonlight. Freckles dust my entire body, and a delicious fragrance surrounds me. It’s more than perfume or expensive oils. It’s just me.. and I know it drives him crazy. I finish getting ready quickly, too impatient to linger long on makeup and hair.
One Of Us [MF] [fantasy] [long] [plot] [rituals] [gentle mdom] [passionate] [wholesome as fuck]
*This is a standalone story with recurring characters. You can find other ones featuring these guys [in my profile]( https://www.reddit.com/user/cresserelle/comments/gxvp4t/list_of_stupid_stuff_i_wrote/).*
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It was near sunset. Though it’s been drizzling throughout the day, and clouds still rolled heavy through the sky, it was warm; typical fickle Kontarian summer. The weather would definitely not deter the festival bonfires, which were now starting all throughout the Ritual Field.
One went up by the forest wall, where some three dozen people were already gathered. A young man named Aerin sat on a wooden log and watched the wind foam the tall grass. It was strange that life was carrying on as usual. So much had happened over the past few months, so much had changed.
Someone patted him on the shoulder, and sat down by his side. It was his friend Moyna, and her crooked smile.
“Watchya thinking about?” she asked.
“Stuff,” he replied.
“Where’s Gabrielle?”
Aerin smiled. “She’s with Haedde, getting ready.”
“Excited about the ritual, is she?”
“Kind of stressed, but that only makes her put on a brave face.” His smile grew dreamy. “You know what a dork she can be.”
Waste/Want 2 [monster] [incubus] [gentle mdom] [exile] [new beginnings] [no sex in this chapter] [ongoing story] [story chapter] [M/F]
*For the first part of this story, please* [look here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/c8buv0/content_masterpost/)
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Sora woke in a vast four poster bed among an ocean of silk and pillows. With no way to know what time it was, she only sank deeper into the sheets, hiding from the outside world, from everyone else, from the events of the previous night. She felt loose and warm, her body aching in that pleasurable well-worked way usually following a day of hard but satisfying labour. Under the sheets, protected from the cool air in a cocoon, she ran her fingers over her naked body, touching her breasts, her legs, her sex. Nothing seemed to have changed. The incubus, Waste – or Want – had left no marks on her, no indication that he had rendered her forever different. The only difference was her knowing; a small, burning secret in her core.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 1 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Dubcon] [Public sex][Plot heavy]
**Stacey**
I refrained from laughing in triumph. He could hang up and never respond again.
“Mr. Damasio, I´m Hamilton! The gal who found your Porsches. And the niece.”
The next time he answered, he didn´t sound any more moderate.
“I remember knockers that might have been more enjoyable than those cars if somebody wasn´t demure! Why don´t I see anything, babe? If you got it, show it!”
“Mr. Damasio, I was snatched! I´m in Princess Tower since September and I finally swindled them, so I could call you. I need to hear… About everything.”
Bohemian-to-the-last-moment Hugo becomes as articulate as in those moments you ask him to sign a check.
“Fellow internal security boy, it´s an honor to be inspected… I screwed up, didn´t I? I should have gone with it and tell fellows at Fraternal poli…”
“Hugo Damasio, you are not scammed! If that is what you think when you are contacted by a distressed smart hottie, who was dreaming about you for two and half months, I begin to see, why you were wasting your time making money, bolstering the mammon. It was a replacement for the missing heart and charm.”
This is Not a Collar [MF][fantasy][gentle femdom][gfd][long][plot][wholesome][teasing][feels][banter][happy sex]
*I sometimes drop lengthy, character driven fantasy bits here. The characters in this have an entire backstory that you don’t need to know, but you can sleuth it out in my profile. This whole thing is just an indulgent chunk of playful, teasing femdom. Will probably also drop an indulgent chunk of playful, teasing maledom soon, for a balanced diet.*
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**Harmen.**
Urstad was a small castle, but scenic: its dark walls sprang from a low, wooded mountaintop, fastened down with plentiful ivy. An elevated courtyard in its southeastern corner had been an important military overlook, but only really served as a viewing terrace nowadays – for the mighty Kingdom of Harmen had enjoyed peace within its borders for many decades. You could sit down on a lichen-covered stone bench, among the lichen-covered statues and lichen-covered arches and lichen-covered trees, and watch the great river flow idly through the plain far below.
The young Lady Eularia – the castle lord’s daughter – was doing precisely that, with no ulterior motive whatsoever, when suddenly the peace of the courtyard was disturbed by quick steps and a frantic rustle of a gown. Eularia barely had the time to scowl before her sister, Adalina, leapt over the bench from behind and plopped down by her side.
Dancing In The Dark (mf) (long) (Hint of MDom/fsub) (oral) (piv)
*Before I met you, I considered myself best in class. Now I feel like a rookie.*
*I’ll getcha learned up…*
I unwound my damp hair from the bun and waited for the knock at the door. Around me, the room was mostly quiet. SportsCenter on the TV did nothing to distract me from my thoughts.
*What’s ‘Chapter 2’?*
*Patience, my young Troublemaker*
*Patience is one of the virtues I lack, in case you haven’t noticed….*
The knock at the door startled me out of my reverie. A tremor shook through my frame, my heart sitting in my throat. I pulled the door open and he looked over his shoulder before quickly entering, the door snapping shut behind him.
His blue-grey eyes were tinged red today. He hadn’t slept. *When does he ever?* I pondered this thought as I pushed the jacket from his shoulders, wrapping my arms around him as I did.