Airport 2 – The Shiner [BDSM][Mf][Mdom][Humiliation][Mental Domination][Faux Abuse][Love Story][English]

Airport 2 – The Shiner

^((Tom – English))

^((Tess – an American abroad))

Tess and I were insane by this time. Constantly pushing each other. Deeper, darker. I think this was the darkest of our idiotic ideas. At times it felt like we were going to hell in a hand cart. Except we’d got carried away and set fire to our own hand cart. Leaving us having to hitchhike from the outskirts of Hades. I was in a Tess induced psychosis and the only thing I wanted or needed was more Tess.

Neither of us ever slept through the night. Waking up at 3am was one of many quirks which made us fit so well.”Psst, you awake?”

“Yes, Tom.” That voice lights me up, every time I hear it. We’d spend the next few minutes talking and ‘not-fucking’.

Not-fucking is by far the most vanilla thing we do, and it’s beautiful. I slide inside her, and we chat. We barely rock and neither of us gets anywhere near an orgasm. It’s just a moment in the night. A closeness. We couple. Gwynneth would be proud. The first time, after a couple of minutes I told Tess she ought to go back to sleep. She laughed and said “I will, Tom. As soon as you’re done not fucking me.”

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 1-2 [slow, nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, mdom]

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly
by DiscipleN

[this story has over the top, racist bullshit so thick you can’t mistake it for the insulting lie it would be, if written for anything other than fetish fantasy]

Chapter 1

Barely making it in Seattle. That should be my forum name. I finally found work, and then my husband slips and cracks his spine. He’s on disability, and has regained most of his mobility, but Donald whinges whenever I bring up applying for work. Stace, our 14 year old daughter spends like a sixteen year old. She’s attractive enough. She doesn’t need the makeup and makeovers and makewhatevers, she saves every cent of her allowance for.

We were making it, a living. Can’t say that for most of our neighborhood. Funny thing is, the community next to ours began booming when the LINK rail line passed through it. Not that the mayor’s investments in that district had anything to do with the convoluted divergence from the light rail’s originally planned route.

Becoming an Owned Slut and an Amateur Pornstar [mdom] [fsub] [exhib] [exhibitionism] [exhib] [oral]

**Becoming an Owned Slut and an Amateur Pornstar – Part 1**

Elizabeth – Lizzy by her friends – forced herself to slow her breathing as she heard her phone buzz. The words of the online ad still filled her mind.

*I am looking for a submissive female. You must be obedient, and willing to please me. I will control some aspects of your life outside of our play sessions. But when you come over, I will control you completely. I will make you into my slut. And I will take sexual pictures and videos of you to post online.*

*In return, I will mentor you in your submission, exploring your kinks, and make you into an amateur pornstar.*

Although she had never done anything like it before, Lizzy found herself considering how she would feel if pictures and videos of her were posted online. She imagined the hundreds of guys who would be touching themselves, rubbing their hard cocks to her naked body. And she decided to respond to the ad.

*Hi I’m Lizzy. I’m a 22 year old girl from the LA area. I am submissive, and I am intrigued about becoming an amateur pornstar. Have you done this before? What can I expect from our first play session?*

So You Want to be a Bimbo? – Week 2 [MDom] [fsub] [oral] [outfit control] [bimbofication] [bimbo] [guide]

**So You Want to be a Bimbo, Week 2**

*I would like to warn you,* the introduction of the guide stated, *that becoming a bimbo can be quite intoxicating. Once you begin, you may not be able to go back. You will need this deep inside of you.*

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**Day 8: Your New Hairstyle**

*Over the last week, we have made great strides in your looks and behavior. We are looking to continue these changes this week to mould you into the best version of yourself that you can be.*

*The focus of today will be developing and working on your bimbo hairstyle. You will begin to notice that it will take longer and longer for you to get ready in the morning to present yourself in the correct way. This is natural for your bimbo transformation, and will lead to an initial step back in your life academically and career-wise, which will make you happier and sexier.*

*The most important aspect of your new hairstyle is that it looks hot on you. I can provide general guidance on what most bimbos end up choosing. However, your primary task for today is to take a couple hours to try out different styles and to pick what you believe will be most pleasing to men.*

The Client Call (Mdom / Fsub, Forced Exhibitionism)

I stand in the doorway of your small home office, just watching you at your desk. You don’t see me yet. You are leaning back in your leather office chair as you talk with one of your most important, new clients on the phone. He’s briefing you on a new project. I’m impressed by how you manage him. From everything you’ve told me, he is “a lot” and can drive you a bit crazy sometimes. You’d never know it from the confident way I hear you speak to him. But then, you’ve always been like that. In control. In command. The ironic thing is that it is exactly this buttoned-up, all business persona of yours that makes me want to find the cracks. To see what I can do to make you lose your cool. To lose your composure.

I feel like making trouble today. I’m also desperate to get my hands and mouth on you. Who knows how long this call will last? I definitely don’t feel like waiting so I slip quietly behind you and start to massage your shoulders. I can feel the tension as I squeeze and dig my fingers into your tight muscles. You turn your head side-to-side as I rub. The second time you tilt your head I bring my lips down to your neck and plant soft kisses from your collar bone, up your throat and around to your ear.

Your dirty slut gets punished, then your good girl gets rewarded [MF] [tease] [oral] [Mdom]

You text me asking me to come into the den as you finish up your game. I come in and you tell me you want me on my knees. I don’t comply so you start to undo your pants and tell me again. I smirk but give no reply. You slide your pants off completely and stand in front of me. You take my hand and start stroking your dick with it. I’m biting my lip but don’t get on my knees.

You growl and push me towards the couch. You place my body the way you want it and push my skirt up around my hips. You slap my ass hard, and I moan. I arch my back more and you slap me again in response.

My dirty slut has come out to play today hmm? You ask as your hand barely brushes my ass, making me groan. You do it again and again, until I press my ass into your hand. You scold me saying that I don’t make the rules. You grab my ass firmly, sliding your hands up to my hips. You pull me back as you push your hips forward, brushing your hardness against me. You slap my ass suddenly, causing me to cry out. You do it again and again, harder. You push my legs farther apart and run your fingers along my panties.

Memoirs of a kidnapped girl [Mf][bd][Mdom][huml] (first story)

I wake up to the sound of him walking down the stairs. Although I’m feeling dizzy and disoriented, I know for sure he is coming for me.
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The last few weeks have been like this…I think. I can’t recall much other than that I was out partying with my friends, then the next moment I woke up in someone’s basement. Drugged but seemingly unharmed, with all my clothes still on me. I’ve been kidnapped. My memory beyond that is patchy at best. I remember being dragged to a different place a few of times, just to pass out from some kind of drug again and again.
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I remember hearing the voice of a man. Kind words… Although now that I look at myself I can see the bruises on my legs and my arms. I’m so confused. I hate him but somehow I know that I don’t want to resist. Whatever happened since my kidnapping, it seem to have taught me that lesson.
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A Night Away [MF] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Golden Shower] [Piss] [oral] [buk]

**A Night Away**

When we arrive at the hotel, the unspoken aftermath of our argument in the car still lingers.

You put the bags down and look around the room frowning. I want to say sorry but can’t seem to bring myself to do it. I can feel the tears sparking. We don’t often get a night away, and now it’s going to be ruined by a stiff coldness that will be difficult to shake off.

I sit down on the edge of the bed with a deflated little huff.

I can feel your eyes on me, but don’t want to return your gaze. If I do, I will cry, or we’ll have another row. You don’t want to be ignored though and move until you’re standing in front of me. Your hand firmly lifts my chin, making me look at you.

Our eyes are locked in a battle for a minute, and I’m just wondering who’s going to give in when you break the silence.

“Get in the bathroom”.

You’re using your *boss* voice.

Satisfaction in a bookstore [MF] [mast] [Mdom] [Fsub] [public] [tease] [edge]

We agree to meet at the bookstore around 4 and when I walk in I spot you from across the room. I text you to tell you to stay where you are. I order a coffee and sit at a table where we can see each other. I show you a glimpse of my thigh highs as I scratch my leg.

I pull out a book and recross my legs, letting my skirt fall so that I’m teasing you. I can feel you staring at me so I pull my skirt up a bit more, slowly so no one notices. You see my panties and glare at me. I smirk and drop my skirt, going back to my book.

You wait a couple more minutes before you come and sit next to me. You slide your hand up my leg, sliding a finger under the top of my thigh high, feeling how smooth my skin is. I adjust slightly so you have more access to my leg. You slide you hand up and down while I try to focus on my book. You ask if I’ve finished my coffee and I nod, distracted as you finger trails the edge of my panties.

Two Minutes, Part 2 [BDSM] [Mdom] [fsub] [humiliation] [abuse] [punishment] [crop] [being a hole] [pain] [2 of 3]

Tap, tap, tapping with the crop. I try to think. The crop distracts me, kissing my skin, asserting its access, pinning me down. And you are there, driving everything. This will go exactly as you want it to go. You, your choice, your hands. Bare for you in every way, I savor this anticipation more than I should, its intoxicating mix of fear and desire. The familiar thought flashes through my mind before I can block it: *Addict.*

You haven’t asked a question, so I keep quiet. Focusing on my position, I square my shoulders to support me, my hands flat on the seat of the chair. I press my ass out for you, and check that my feet, in these heels you like, are slightly more than shoulder-width apart to expose the holes, to open the cunt. I keep my back straight and strong, except a small sway at my waist. Offering myself to you, as always, and trying to be pleasing to your eyes, and your cock — worthy property.

I had felt cold at first, my skin and lips open to the air, but I never remain so. You want to see me pink and red. Nice and warm for you.