A Tale of Two Sisters [MfF][Oral][Anal][Incest][Mdom][Mast][Fictional]

**Ok so this is a long one. Please let me know if this would be better presented in multiple parts**

It was rather generous of my friend to let me crash at her place while I visited, more than I imagined she would allow me, especially given our history. Last time she visited me, she begged me to fuck her, and was met with my rejection of her advances, followed by me stroking my cock over her face, and leaving a mess all over, without even giving her a taste. It was a strange period of my life during which that encounter had occurred, and the weeks following were not much better. I enjoyed turning her into my own personal submissive little cock hungry slut, getting her to send me lewds whenever I pleased, and degrading her, making her watch whilst I stroked my cock to pictures of her sisters instead. Suffice it to say, I was surprised she still wanted anything to do with me.

TANGLED – MF – [bondage][Mdom][Voyeur][orgy][denial][toys]

“Oh my God!” you gasp breathlessly, spotting the particularly beautiful envelope and package at your front door, your clearly inscribed on its front.

Quickly you bend down and scoop up your prize, holding it firmly to your chest.

Nothing interesting like this had ever come to your doorstep, especially given it was addressed to you.

Your eyes scan for any clue of the person who may have dropped it here. Seeing nothing, you quickly shut the front door, eyes looking down at the mystery package, as your body slumps against the heavy door.

Your hands tremble as you roll the exquisite mulberry envelope in your hands. Thin veins of teal and gold run through the paper, reflecting the sunlight, bouncing off the sandstone coloured surface. Your heart skips a little as you breathe in deeply, your nose picking up the faintest hint of tangerine, ylang-ylang and sandalwood. These organic smells immediately conjuring up erotic images of long nights and days of passion, lust and sexual exploration. Only one person you knew of would go to such fine lengths in detail, the exquisiteness even out of the reaches of your finer wedding invitations. Your heart races as you gently finger the turquoise wax seal at the opening of the ornate envelope.

TANGLED- First time post ( MF )- [long][bdsm][voyeur][orgy][mdom][aftercare]

First time poster- Long time lurker
This story was inspired by a very special person.
She has always encouraged me to share.
New to this so hopefully my tags are right.
Enjoy!

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“Oh my God!” you gasp breathlessly, spotting the particularly beautiful envelope and package at your front door, your clearly inscribed on its front.

Quickly you bend down and scoop up your prize, holding it firmly to your chest.

Nothing interesting like this had ever come to your doorstep, especially given it was addressed to you.

Your eyes scan for any clue of the person who may have dropped it here. Seeing nothing, you quickly shut the front door, eyes looking down at the mystery package, as your body slumps against the heavy door.

Your hands tremble as you roll the exquisite mulberry envelope in your hands. Thin veins of teal and gold run through the paper, reflecting the sunlight, bouncing off the sandstone coloured surface. Your heart skips a little as you breathe in deeply, your nose picking up the faintest hint of tangerine, ylang-ylang and sandalwood. These organic smells immediately conjuring up erotic images of long nights and days of passion, lust and sexual exploration. Only one person you knew of would go to such fine lengths in detail, the exquisiteness even out of the reaches of your finer wedding invitations. Your heart races as you gently finger the turquoise wax seal at the opening of the ornate envelope.

Kylie on the C-Train The Bonuses [MF] [Mdom] [humiliation] [public] [gangbang] (1,900 words)

**Kylie on the C-Train**
by All These Roadworks (2020)

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Kylie was a repressed and sheltered girl. She had been raised to be chaste, and with that had come shyness. She dressed modestly. She didn’t make eye contact with boys. She knew that there were no wild parties, no drunken flings, and absolutely no sex before marriage in her future. She never touched her own cunt – she had done so once, and it felt so deliciously good that she had cried and jerked her hand away and pinched her nipples painfully as punishment for being sinful.

Life changed for her when she started riding the morning C-train to her entry-level secretarial job. Her job was in a part of the city dominated by male professionals. Every morning she was surrounded by anonymous men in suits, packed like sardines. She liked to stand near the window, where she could see out, and it didn’t feel so claustrophobic, but once she was there it was almost impossible to turn or move until the train came to a stop.

On her very first morning, she felt a stranger’s hand slip under her skirt and begin to stroke her thighs.

Fun With Toys [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [Bondage] [Sex Toys]

The first thing I do when I enter the house and see you is pull you to me and kiss you, my left arm holding your body tight to mine with my right still behind my back, hiding what I’m holding. You sigh and lean into me, as happy to see me as I am you.

After a minute, I let you go, and I can see the question sparkling in your eyes–what am I holding? Before you can ask, I bring both hands up to your face, sliding the blindfold over your eyes and around your head with a devious grin. I cup your face in my hands and you smile back at me. Taking your hand, I lead you to the bedroom.

Stepping in behind you, I move my hands to your waist, then slowly slide them up your body, drawing your shirt up and off. Next is your bra, falling to the floor and revealing your generous cleavage, nipples puckered either from the cool air or arousal or both. I reach around to your front and undo the button of your jeans, unzipping them and pulling them down your shapely legs, taking my time, hands feeling all of you as I move downwards. You kick your jeans off of your bare feet as I rise up again, only to repeat the motion with your panties, smirking as I notice the slight dampness at the crotch.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 4 – Agatha [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM] [Humiliation] [Orgy][Oral]

**Agatha**

The last night I dreamt I was a scorpion.

Should I ask for my horoscope? No, that is not necessary; my stars are brighter than ever. Madre de Dios, I am the bright star!

Was it to foretold I will join two other pairs of legs, treading towards unsuspecting prey? Because that´s why I´ve got the reminder all of the sudden.

“On my mark!”

Ellen takes the command as true gringa looking down on darkies and as a true madam looking down on her whores. Ruffled brown hair doesn´t do any harm to the image, neither does the underwear with purple flowers she wears as much as possible.

Irene, our untypical Eskimo, looks at me.

“On your mark, Agatha.”

I winked over bed of Ursula. The leech was sleepy still when she went to the today´s lunch and the Sunday meal for the privileged ones made her dead-beat. Her slumber remained undisturbed neither by us conversing, nor by the singing of absent floozie-pal.

“Can we?”, asked Ellen angrily.

The Weekend Retreat Ch.03 {BDSM/ fsub/mdom}

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Chapter 3: Friday Evening

“Here is your seat.

“Thank you Pixie.” Mia beamed as she took her designated seat. Although it wasn’t a formal dinner, a seating arrangement had been provided for evening meals to encourage mingling. The tables were long wooden beams, almost like something out of a English boarding school. Although the room looked quite formal, the fairy lights and random toys, including some cute pink handcuffs, on the tables reduced the formality of the surroundings.

Today she was opposite a brown haired man in a grey shirt, his sleeves were rolled up. Mia guessed he was in his mid thirties probably and was quite athletic with his polo clinging tightly onto his chest.

“Hi, my name’s Elliot. I’m one of the TWR coordinators and a dominant.”

“Mia. I’d say I’m submissive.”

“And this is my submissive Erica, she’s also a TWR coordinator.” Eric’s hand gestured beside him.

Mia peered down to the floor. Sitting on the floor, at Eric’s feet, was a tall, mixed race woman with a mass of curly brown hair. She was wearing a dark grey dress, with a matching ribbon in her hair, which pooled around the floor. Mia was perplexed. This is not what she expected submission to look like.

The Weekend Retreat Ch.02 {BDSM/fsub/mdom}

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Mia sank into the huge chair by the window. The extra £25 for a first class ticket was definitely worth it. The carriage was clean and modern, and most importantly empty.

She then opened up her emails on her laptop. There was a few things from work which she needed to reply to. Then, she checked her email confirmation once more. Lastly, she gazed into TWR chat rooms. The organisers posted pictures showing them setting up the conference. Most rooms looked like typical conference rooms with the programmes on the corporate chairs and nibbles on the side of the room.

However, some rooms did not at all look like a typical at all. There were different rooms from an office room, a doctors room, a romantic getaway, a nursery style room, a classroom… Each room was completely unique, and Mia was impressed with the level of detail in each room. The only similarity between them was the blacked out windows for unsuspecting vanillas. She particularly liked the fact the rooms were so creative, it took some of the cringe out of role playing.

A Weekend Retreat (Chapter 1) BDSM/ female sub/ male dominant

Blurb: Mia, a newly qualified doctor, decompresses by submitting at a BDSM conference. Read to follow her weekend away.

Chapter 1: Friday Morning

Mia stares at the clock impatiently. The black arrows never seemed to move. Every second dragged. Her night shift was about to end once this conversation would just end. Goodness. She loved Mrs Robinson but the eighty year old postal worker just wouldn’t stop talking. Her consultant, Dr Page, was a jovial woman who was adored by staff and patients alike. The only issue was she also could talk for all of England. And Scotland. And Wales.

“We wish you the best of luck Jane.” Dr Page gave her patient a firm squeeze of the hand.

Mia jolted awake at those blessed words, which resulted in the curtains being yanked open. The incessant beeping of the observation machines had become rhythmic in the past hour of the ward round.

Dr Page glared at her. ”Have you written Mrs Robinson’s discharge letters?”

My Master’s Pet. [bst][MF][bdsm][oral][Mdom][Fsub] Part – 3

Shit.

Is Sparky turned on? Is he going to ejaculate like Judah’s story. Should I tell Judah? All these questions just ravage my head, while progressively making me more and more aroused. I feel myself getting taken over by a carnal power. I do it again. I stick my tongue out for sparky, welcoming him to join us.

Sparky jumps at the opportunity, this time I don’t back off. I open my mouth, let Sparky get access to everything. I lick his face, his tongue, I feel his sharp teeth with my tongue. He loves it. I love it. 

I look at Judah, who’s still thrusting my pussy, I see him absolutely enjoying this. Slowly, he slows his thrusts, gradually coming to a complete halt.  He is now simply watching his lady, make out with his dog. This realization hits hard, I feel a wave of pleasure building in my thighs, and I grip Judah with my thighs, who’s still got his rock hard dick buried in me, and I quench my pussy together. It drives me over the edge, and at long last, I orgasm, I feel my muscles going limp, Judah still hard, and Sparky still licking me.