The Submissive Professor (18)

Jessica kneels at my feet, looks into my eyes and wraps her lips around my dick. We looked into each other’s eyes and I can see the love and desire she still has for me …. but I also see distress and fear. Would her feelings be a threat to Mistress Michelle’s sadistic domination? I didn’t think so. There is something else I sensed in her, something deeper, more insidious. My Femdom Mistress kept me in a cage for six days exciting me to “keep me in shape,” she said. I wanted to cum since I did not want Jessica to get whipped.

So I focused on my pleasure since I suspected if I didn’t cum my mistresses would be merciless on her. Jessica knows the most effective caresses to get me excited. Mistress Michelle gives the time every 30 seconds to put pressure on us to finish quickly and to distract us so that I can not cum on time. I don’t want to think about it. To return to my cage after having my love’s mouth wrapped around my dick, then having to deal with her punishment would be beyond what I can deal with at this moment.

Strapped, pt. 1 [futanari, futa-fem, fantasy, masturbation, blindfold]

Into the inky blackness that surrounded her, she radiated heat.  Sweat had begun to form over every inch of her naked body, starting first as a fine mist, then beading here and there.  An occasional breeze was a welcome respite sending a delicious chill throughout, and though she couldn’t remember where she was, she felt as if somehow she was floating.  Opening her eyes, the orc looked down and regarded her nakedness.  The wetness that covered her seemed to make her moss-green skin glow in the single spot of light that radiated from somewhere high above.  She watched as a bead of sweat formed on her chest and rolled languidly down between her fulsome breasts and embarked further across the undulations of her muscular stomach, finally disappearing in the soft valley between her legs.  She could only feel it now, but the sensation made her entire considerable frame shiver with excitement.

Strapped, pt. 1 [futanari, futa-fem, fantasy, masturbation, blindfold]

Into the inky blackness that surrounded her, she radiated heat.  Sweat had begun to form over every inch of her naked body, starting first as a fine mist, then beading here and there.  An occasional breeze was a welcome respite sending a delicious chill throughout, and though she couldn’t remember where she was, she felt as if somehow she was floating.  Opening her eyes, the orc looked down and regarded her nakedness.  The wetness that covered her seemed to make her moss-green skin glow in the single spot of light that radiated from somewhere high above.  She watched as a bead of sweat formed on her chest and rolled languidly down between her fulsome breasts and embarked further across the undulations of her muscular stomach, finally disappearing in the soft valley between her legs.  She could only feel it now, but the sensation made her entire considerable frame shiver with excitement.

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 3)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

Michael was still reeling from his progress the night before, so he decided to put the other part of his plan into action.

He was walking around the library checking each row, when finally he spotted her. It was the sexy little book worm herself, Hermione.

She was standing midway up a ladder, looking at the back of a thick, old looking book. Her ass looked amazing from this view. Whereas Ms Davies was big and thick, Hermione’s was smaller and tight. He liked variety, which is why she was the perfect girl to go after alongside Ms. Davies. Small, thin frame, with perky b-cup tits.

He needed a reason to talk to her, and it came to him immediately. He pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the ladder. It tipped backwards and Hermione started to fall. He ran over and caught her.

Harry Potter and Hogwarts pervert (part 3)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

Michael was still reeling from his progress the night before, so he decided to put the other part of his plan into action.

He was walking around the library checking each row, when finally he spotted her. It was the sexy little book worm herself, Hermione.

She was standing midway up a ladder, looking at the back of a thick, old looking book. Her ass looked amazing from this view. Whereas Ms Davies was big and thick, Hermione’s was smaller and tight. He liked variety, which is why she was the perfect girl to go after alongside Ms. Davies. Small, thin frame, with perky b-cup tits.

He needed a reason to talk to her, and it came to him immediately. He pulled out his wand and cast a spell on the ladder. It tipped backwards and Hermione started to fall. He ran over and caught her.

The Woes of Travelling – Pt. 2 of The Meeting [F][M][Self][Mast][Oral]

Travelling seems to be my nemesis the older I become. The flight from Houston to Seattle leaves nothing in the tank for the rest of the day it seems. Five hours crunched up like sardines in a tin can eagerly awaiting your destination. Only to shamble off the plane just for the instant satisfaction of stretching your legs. Once you finally stretch out, it’s back into a car for another three hours to reach your final destination. Irritable from the lack of sleep and eight hours worth of travel, I wanted nothing more then to flop on that hotel mattress for the rest of the evening and curl up with a book. Only one slight problem to all of that. If Adonis were to walk amongst us during this time, his name would be Brad.

 

Submissive Adventures: Part 7: Ruining my pussy[F][sub][D/s][masturbation][Dildo][semi-public][Training] x-post from r/BDSMerotica

I arrived from my walk to the park, having been such a naughty slut on the way home, I was hoping Sir would let me get into my apartment without doing anything too risky. But I would not be so lucky, Sir had one last task for me to do, before I entered my apartment to ruin myself: Cum in my apartment hallway.

I calculated the risk, there were only a few apartments on the floor and my unit is closest to the stairs, I knelt down, taking my coat off, not of my volition, but ordered by Sir. The image I created was quite unique. Naked, kneeling in the hallway, Sir’s owned Slut on my leg, Horny Fuckpig above my cunt, and Sir’s public slut across my chest. My hands between my legs fingering myself vigorously, the sound of my breathing and juices mixing together.

May I please cum Sir?

Cum slut

The Neighborhood: Part 8 [MF][Mdom][Oral][Mast][ENF][Exh][Sex][Facial][MC][SciFi]

**Note:** Thank you all for the positive comments. This is a longer work, so the buildup is longer as well. Appreciate your patience.

**Chapter 13: Testing the System**

Back in his office, Colin went into to the database and looked up his wife. When he couldn’t find her at first, he realized, confirming his suspicions, that she’d already been enrolled. He had to backtrack to the date of their arrival. Sure enough, he managed to find a numbered ID that matched her general description, and when he unlocked it for viewing, he saw the picture of his wife he’d submitted after he’d accepted the job offer—something he thought was odd at the time. They didn’t have all the data on her yet, since she hadn’t been through a Fenris physical, but he saw that her bracelet was active. Her uptake ratio was eight successes to three hundred and six failures, well below average, but then he hadn’t been trying at all. He looked up Janelle next and saw that she was part of the excluded group, and most of her data was redacted. The same proved true when he looked up himself.

The Neighborhood: Part 7 [MF][FSub][Mast][ENF][ENM][MC][SciFi]

**Chapter 11: Natalie Builds Her Office Skills**

The next morning, he got ready for work, not bothering to be quiet, but Alison slept through it all. He’d wanted to talk about the previous night, but never got the chance. He caught the shuttle to work, sitting next to Gretchen on her invitation. She made hints about the text she’d gotten, but he didn’t bother to play along. He thought that was the end of it, but it actually seemed to interest her more, and she asked if he wanted to come by for drinks again after work again. He begged off, leaving her with a bemused expression as they parted ways to go to their separate buildings. He made his way up to his office, and Natalie met him at the door.

“Good morning sir. Coffee is brewed. Please tell me how you like it and I’ll bring it to your desk.”

“Um, cream and sugar. Simple.” He said. He hung up his suit jacket and went to his desk, beginning the process of the logging on. He read through a series of specification reports, and then some technical stuff he didn’t quite understand, and finally a report of the efficacy of the behavioral response to the wristbands. He made a few notes, planning to bring it up the meeting. At quarter to nine, Janelle walked into his office, dressed impeccably, as usual, in a dark blue skirt suit.

Living Toy [Fm] [Giantess] [Miniguy] [Femdom] [Rape] [Masturbation] [Sadism] [Pain] [Slave]

What have I just written?

I hope someone enjoys this. Maledom is fun and exciting to write but we need more… sisterhood power here. I want to finish the final part of Jessica’s story then write more Femdom stuff.

This is probably the weirdest I’ll get… but we’ll see :)

The wet, soft walls squeezed around him every so often, nearly crushing his body, as he was inserted again and again inside her. The smell was incredible – not exactly a good one, but intense. The scent was his air and he often had to wiggle his face to get in the right position to even breathe as the fleshy bits morphed around his form and clung to his face. It was tight inside, and every time she clenched down all sounds of her moaning outside was cut off, as was his sight and breath and he was trapped in a world of darkness.

As he was moved in and out he tried to cry out to her that she was crushing his legs, but she wouldn’t have cared even if she heard him. Her fingers held him by the shins as the rest of him was plunged deep inside of her. Often, an earthquake erupted as her body shook with pleasure and her moans were muffled, yet loud as she enjoyed her living dildo.