Tag: Male Dominant

No Tell Motel [NonFiction] [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Oral] [Rope] [Flogging] [Fucking]

There was a time when Kitten and I were long-distance in our relationship. Living in different states was challenging, but nothing we couldn’t overcome with an occasional weekend together. We would meet in a state between us, a little more convenient location for her than I, but not a terrible inconvenience to me. I’d book a room at a decent hotel, affectionately known as “Our Fuckplace.”

One weekend I remember vividly because it was early in her submission to me. We were still at a stage where we were getting more familiar with one another. We had an idea of what got the other riled, but we needed to fully understand.

“Here. Lie face down on the ottoman,” I said as I tapped on the brown leather.

“Here? What are you gonna do?” She asked incredulously.

“Just do as I say. Do you trust me?”

“Yes, I do.” She replied as she lay on top of the ottoman. Read more »

The forbidden art of making friends and influencing people Ch1 (Pt2) ([F18/ M35], female POV, school uniform, MDom, bi, oral, orgasm denial, harem, asphyxiation)

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After what felt like eternity his pace slowed, allowing her to take gasping breaths and attempt to still her shaking limbs. She wasn’t sure if that had been multiple orgasms or one big, long one, and she certainly didn’t care.
She took another shuddering breath as she looked up at him, an extremely smug look plastered over his face at her disheveled state.
“So… I guess you liked that, huh?” he said lazily, though his chest was heaving from his exertions.
“No,” she blurted out before she could stop it. “I mean… No, shut up,” she muttered, and buried her burning face in the sheets as he laughed.
She was supposed to be playing a submissive role, but she couldn’t help not wanting to give him the satisfaction. He didn’t seem to mind, smiling as he ran fingers lightly over her thighs. The light touch after such intense pounding caused her skin to tremble, a delightfully sensual pleasure tingling through her thighs. Read more »

The forbidden art of making friends and influencing people Ch1 ([F18/ M35], female POV, school uniform, MDom, bi, oral, orgasm denial, harem, asphyxiation)

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“I don’t like it,” the taller figure said, crossing their arms and frowning. “It’s been hundreds of years since a circle like this has appeared.”

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The summoning spell felt as though she was being stretched out like taffy, pulled extremely fast through some unseeable nothingness, or if a very large distance was somehow compressed into a tiny space. There was darkness, a sense of rushing, and the uncomfortable impression that her body was being *poured* into a mould as she took physical form.

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“C’mon, I wanna gooo!” The shorter figure whined, bouncing with barely contained excitement. “I’ve never been to the Material Realm before!”

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She opened her eyes for the first time, eyelids fluttering as visual stimuli rushed into her brain. A brightly lit, out of focus blur assaulted her fresh senses, causing her to flinch. Gravity pulled at her flesh, causing her to stagger for a moment as she fought against the unfamiliar force. She blinked rapidly to clear her vision, her physical body quickly managing itself automatically as the vertigo faded. Read more »

Bonded. Part 1. [M/F] [M45/F28] [MDom/Fsub] [Slow Burn]

Sometimes existence felt like it was split into neat little quadrants on the clock. Everything I did in a day could fit there, a predictable pattern of all things known in my little world. Gym, commute, work, commute, home, maybe a night out with friends, but most likely a half finished poem by the bedside and then sleep. I’m not saying I regretted the way my day could be mapped with a blindfold on, I’m just saying these waters had been undisturbed for too long.

The restlessness could be tasted off of the air around me, if someone was to pay attention that is. And most didn’t.

Until that one day.

It was a full train, bursting almost, everyone shoving each other to create room for their elbows and bags. I had been pushed by the incoming swarm of busy bodies, all the way to the middle of the train, near the seated folks clutching tightly to their seats. Another shove, and a bump of the train itself, and I stumbled a little against a knee and quickly mumbled a practiced, instinctual “Sorry!” without really looking at the person to whom the denim clad knee belonged.Silence.

*Odd*. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 6, Part 2 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Plot heavy]

**Jenine**

What did I imagine would happen?

I shrank from every cooking lesson they tried to domesticate me with, but they taught me one must use the ingredients they gave her.

l laughed at the comparison and rested on the stolen rags of those kitchen boogeymen, still white on this side. I breathed in the air, barely sufficient for two people, retreating inside a dirt hole.

Disguise – the first ingredient from our mole. Yes, that is a mole, not us underground people. Her gifts led me to the warehouse data, and my manly comrade used his last tranquilizer to get to the explosive. Then the three of us modified his uniform for me, and the mole brought the aerial variant of the mixer.

All it took was to shake it.

Stray hair got stuck in the mesh above my head. I had to be careful even to free it. The rabble sounded so close. They shouted, increasing their tenacity with anger.

“Someone had to die, Lawrence,” I speculated in front of the guy in the t-shirt and boxers. “They respect power, so let them see it.” Read more »

Attitude Adjustment [MFM/26-32] [Oral] [Mdom]

It was our [F26/M30] anniversary and so I was hoping the boyfriend would take me out. I hoped he’d planned something. If not, I’d make my own fun though and so I was getting dolled up. Five o’clock came and went and I was growing impatient. He could at least tell me he was going to be late. At 5:15 I heard the front door open and him talking with a familiar voice. Who was it though?

I went downstairs to meet them. Feeling a touch displeased and bratty I left my perky DD tits popping out of the tank top they were in while I was getting ready. A tight pair of booty shorts clung to my ass as well.

“Hi, babe. Who are you talking to?”

“Well perhaps I should be talking to you about those tits,” growled Ben.

“Don’t you like them?” I retorted as I began rubbing my hardening and very visible nipples.

“Very much so, and I think our guest will also enjoy them.”

“Hi Jen, how are you?” came a voice from behind me. Read more »

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 9 – The Family Tree – part 2/2 (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Bondage][Food][Lac] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Butt plugs/ anal

-Food fetish

-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat

-Breast milk

-Squirt

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**Final Chapter – The Family Tree (part 2)** Read more »

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 9 – The Family Tree – part 1/2 (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Bondage][Food][Lac] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Butt plugs/ anal

-Food fetish

-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat

-Breast milk

-Squirt

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**Final Chapter – The Family Tree** Read more »

Play Night Part 6 of 6 (Alternate) [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Bondage] [Daddy Talk] [Rough Play] [Deep Throating] [Face Fucking] [Gagging] [Swallowing] [Aftercare] [TRIGGER WARNINGS] [Intense Emotions] [Lots of Crying] [Talk of Severe Childhood Trauma] [Mention of Sexual Trauma]

Authors note:

This alternate ending was originally a part that would have been either after part 3 or part 4 but I ended up taking it out because it kind of made the guy less sympathetic and more sleazy based on where the original ending ended up going. I was thinking about just putting it out as a deleted scene but decided to rework it (quite a bit, maybe almost entirely) into an alternate ending rather than just say “Glad you read this far, but oops sorry this ending isn’t for you so bye.” It ended up still having some talk of abuse, but it maybe has at least a little less to do with sex? There isn’t really a barometer for measuring traumatic events out there since the effects depend entirely on the biological, emotional, and mental state of the individual. Again I am not a licensed mental person and anything in this story should not be taken as advice, and apologizes again if you don’t feel comfortable reading either ending. An additional apology for the length of this one as well. It also seems to have gotten away from me. Read more »

Play Night Part 5 of 6 [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Bondage] [Tied Down] [Gagged] [Spanking] [Rough Play] [Fingering] [Vibrator] [Forced Orgasms] [Aftercare] [TRIGGER WARNINGS] [Talk of Self Harm] [Intense Emotions] [Lots of Crying] [Accidental Peeing]

Part 5: Painful Lessons (No Broken Rulers This Time)

You find yourself being strapped to the foot stool that had, earlier that evening, been used to prop up your aching feet when you had gotten home from work. Back when your ignorance of what was going to happen was just blissful excitement.

After being firmly secured, making it hard for you to even budge, you find that your naked backside is exposed and defenseless. In fact, your whole body, inside and out feels open and vulnerable to attack. You can’t help but shiver, partially from the coolness of autumn outside creeping in and gathering against your skin, and partially from the growing anxiety behind what might be about to happen. Next he brings out something you would never would have guessed was even in your home, a red ball gag.

Lastly, after patiently securing the gag around your mouth, you hear him behind you as he goes into the closet and gets something. “Since your sweet ass broke the last object I used to spank you, I figure for next time I’d upgrade a little.” You hear him say as he moves around you and shows you what he means. In his hands is a simple, sturdy, black leather bound paddle, designed specifically for one thing. Read more »