Tag: Male Dominant

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 3 – Therese [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Dubcon] [Humiliation]

**Therese**

When I tried to imagine, there´s nobody here, I was lonely. When I looked at those around, I felt trapped, not very comforted by others in a similar predicament. Granted, this day actually started peacefully for me and from what I´ve heard, I was more lucky than many of us. Excercise can refresh you in a splendid way and it mostly did for me, little Barbara and countless others when we were taken into gym. First aerobic lesson, than instruments pumped our blood, the only thing distracting being now shouting of FASTER!. I was grateful there were not male wardens for now, but I didn´t realize how short-lived this luck was meant to be today.

I always understood that you can sense the God through His creation alone, but the heart points towards Him especially when we are desperate. I was truly feeling something, when I was sending prayers silently, just not the utter liberation, far from it. His test was just beginning.

I know that I started to choking on shame during that awful examination of my intimate body. Doctor had to wipe my tears several times in order I could see the view screen and I was sobbing back in my white bra and panties as I returned with Barbara to the room, where we sat on my bed. Read more »

Becoming His Whore [whoring] [Mdom] [fsub] [Master]

**Becoming His Whore**

Elle sat nervously as the Uber took her to the strangers house. Her hands played with the fabric of her skirt as she looked out the window.

She was dressed exactly as her Master had instructed. His choices had been rather limited, as Elle had been a good girl in her past life. But he picked a tight black crop top, a black ruffled mini skirt, and her tallest 4 inch black heels. Underneath she wore a lacy black bra and a tight black thong. She could already feel herself getting wet in anticipation.

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The driver dropped her off outside a small house in the suburbs. As he drove off, Elle immediately became self-conscious. She was standing out here, alone, looking like a whore. Which, it turns out, she was.

Elle took a deep breath, then walked up the driveway to the front door. Again, she stood there for a while before getting the courage to knock on the front door. After a minute it opened.

Inside was a tall man, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. He had brown eyes and straight brown hair. “You’re Elle?” he asked, looking her up and down in the dim light. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 2 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Spanking]

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**Zita**

I tried to finally relax, all the sounds, one over another, aside. Breathing calmly, mud all over and around me, I´ve herd movement in the safe distance. When I understood the match is over, I actually freezed even more and I waited when they will tell us to stand down.

As it turned down, they didn´t bother. After the ship´s engine came and stopped, those who didn´t go on their own, were just taken in the big muscled up arms. That meant I enjoyed unpleasant bits of squeezing in the places the guard found pleasant. After that I had even smaller will to move in the boat anymore, straightening my legs only when it docked inside, far from lustful spectators. Our ballgags were removed and I was one little step closer to real humanity.

“Most of you were adequate, girls,” said the female warden. “There will be no punishments given and four people will be rewarded along with receiving plenty of points in gymnastics and entertainment value. Mud and Sky Queens are now at the top of these scores and being treated separately.” Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 1 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

**Stacey**

I want to make one thing clear. Nobody fucks with Stacey Hamilton. Unless he is very handsome and she is on the top, that is. And while the darkness isn´t exactly my good friend, my adjusting eyes felt better now in a night. The fat girl slept and maybe even the silent one. Other two I wasn´t sure. After we did our striptease we were in peace, even getting to know each other a little, after our humiliation continued, first by visit of male warden, who started admiring us. The bloody politician, imagine that, happened to wear body underwear, so she showed the least of skin. Lucky bastards they are, even in captivity. I, on the other hand, had to be endowed with provocative airships on my chest that earned me position of the main attraction. Shortly after the visit, we get our new clothes. Giant skirt and blouse could be cute for Halloween or something, but my hands were shaking when I saw collar, strap harness for the whole figure and some red abomination. The whole process was complete when we were told that dining room wasn´t ready, so we get… Well, dog dishes with our stuck names, so we were made absolutely certain that training for “The Art of Holy Submission” actually began. Of course it was made kinda worse by the fact that we actually liked the food. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Prologue [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

*Please, forgive me some potential hiccups in English and enjoy!*

**Prologue**

My backside was already sore from the bus tour and the thighs weren´t feeling exactly well either. The mind was preoccupied with other troubles. The girl things. The feelings of injustice. The school things. Well, the September was almost here and I was just seventeen. It wasn´t so unbelievable that I rode to boarding school… Except gal sitting jest next to me, looking from the windows with red eyes, was definitely around 40. I´ve seen quite a lot of variations, though not someone who would be much older than her… In a vicinity I saw a four girls around my age, three of them just mortified, the last one was trying to help Asian with a long hair who couldn´t stop crying and was probably 20-something.

More sounds were coming from the above deck of the bus. There was something perverted about it, but I felt some security from the thuds of steps of the wardens above. Not so much from seeing them down here. I wished with all my heart that suddenly some vortex would open before the bus and we would end in some another dimension. But, in a sense, that´s exactly where we were heading. The Logic, you ceased to be. Read more »

BITTER PILL Chapter 4 [mom/son], [non con], [BDSM], [MF], [MDom]

Bitter Pill Ch 4

I can’t really describe what that moment felt like because it was confusing. I don’t know why, but when I fantasized about my mother, imagining my mouth on her vagina always put me over the edge. I can’t begin to count how many loads I’ve spilled thinking about doing just this. Though my heart was pounding in my chest, I felt profoundly right. I groaned into her pussy feeling so turned on I felt I might cum before I had a chance to fuck her.

I had gone down on other girls before, but there was something primal about my mother’s flavor and scent. I wanted it more than air. My tongue slid greedily up and down the length of her vagina like I was consuming her, every once in awhile stopping to suck her fat clit between my lips or stab my tongue deep into her tangy center. I went crazy on her, slurping noisily, wetly, I lashed her fleshy cunt with my lips and tongue while she whimpered. Her shame was electricity to my twitching dick. I wanted more.

“Mom,” I mumbled into her. “do you love it? Your son’s tongue in your nasty cunt?” Read more »

BITTER PILL Chapter 3 (long), [mom/son], [non con], [BDSM], [MF], [MDom]

*This is fiction. Rape is wrong. Enjoy.*

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Bitter Pill Ch 3

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The next day pop left on a business trip to Europe that would keep him gone for a couple of weeks. By the time he returned his wife would be my slave.

I waited until Janice had showered and gone to bed, vaped a few drags of THC, grabbed the bag of supplies I had been amassing via Amazon over the past few weeks, and let myself into her bedroom.

She screamed and struggled under me as I pressed her down into the mattress which was beautiful and just made me ache with lust. God, I wanted her to struggle. At 5’ even and still girlishly slender, she was like a child in my hands. Not sure how I came out of that tiny body, or how she avoided most of the obvious damage childbearing causes in some women, but aside from some light stretch marks on her round hips, and a slight pooch to her tummy, mom was keeping it pretty tight.

I was painfully aware of this because we have a pool and even at her age mom enjoys being admired. By me, especially. Read more »

Nicole Says Yes, Part 3 [Mf] [Mdom] [religion/priest] [gangbang] (1.326 words)

**Author’s Note**: I’d normally post this story in a more specific subreddit than this , but in posting the first one I made a promise to complete the series here, so here it is. Comment/upvote if you like it. As always, it represents my kinks, not my politics.

At this time, this is the last chapter of this story, with no further chapters planned.
The all-powerful bots of sexystories won’t let me link you to the previous chapters as posted in this subreddit, but you can find them through my profile or with the magic power of “search”.

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**Nicole Says Yes, Part 3**
by All These Roadworks (2020)

When Nicole had married Jaime, she had though she was getting a kind, gentle man who shared her Christian values of chastity, modesty, and purity.

Instead she learned he was a cruel sadist who delighted in violating her principles and corrupting and despoiling her faith and her soul.

That had been surprising; but even more surprising to Nicole had been how *wet* she got from each fresh degradation, how hard she orgasmed, and how she kept telling him that yes, he could keep doing it to her, even as she wept. Read more »

BITTER PILL Chapters 1 & 2 (long), [mom/son], [non con], [BDSM], [MF], [MDom]

*This is fiction. Rape is wrong. Cheers.*

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Bitter Pill Ch 1

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She knew I was coming for her. She didn’t know how or when, but I’d made it clear that she wasn’t safe anymore. She was confused for a moment when I swept the bed covers off of her. Not sure if she had been asleep yet, but she definitely seemed surprised to see someone standing over her holding a pair of cuffs in the dim light coming through her bedroom door.

“Danny?” she asked.

She knew it was me. What she was really asking was, ‘Danny are you going to hurt me?’

The rage I felt. It’s what she deserved for being a faithless whore and an absentee mother all these years. But she was also asking if there was a way out, which made my hard dick pulse under my pj’s because there wasn’t.

“Yes.” I hissed. “And no.”

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About me: I’m a sick fuck. I’m athletic, 6’3” and sort of thick now, but I was both a late bloomer and one of the younger kids in my class. So, for a few years, I was a primary target of opportunity at a boarding school for the rich and sadistic. Read more »

Amy’s visit to the Army base – Part 3/3 [FM, MFM, masturbation, exhibitionism, threesome, oral, Fsub, Mdom, rough sex, anal, aftercare]

**Part 3**

He threw her onto the table, pinning her down with his icy glance, his face motionless but for a muscle twitching on his jar, giving away the wild feelings underneath that iron self-control. There was something terribly arousing about the hardly concealed anger of this strong and restrained man.. probably the knowledge that this anger was rooted in an unruly desire for her, a desire so strong it would have overwhelmed any lesser man long before…

Looking her straight into the eyes he slowly took his gun out of its holster and placed it on the table next to her face. She couldn’t help following the weapon with her eyes, admiring the utilitarian beauty of the well-kept Beretta M9. Intuitively deciphering that gaze for what it was, he picked the gun up again and – after carefully checking the safety – laid it down on the creamy skin between her gorgeous breasts. It felt wonderfully cold and heavy against the warmth of her skin. Thinking that firearm could kill her in an instant… that he knew perfectly well how to handle it… was incredibly exciting! Looking down at her, naked and spread out on that table before him, his gun rising on her thorax with the rhythm of her heavy breathing, he slowly started to take off his fatigues. Read more »