Sam Takes Sarah [MF][nc][bd][rough, violent] Part 1 of 3

It was *so* easy. The hard part was timing the move but after that it was a cinch.

Sam sat in the passenger seat of the minivan and waited. He saw a good one and yes, she was coming his way! *Careful now*, he reminded himself, *timing is everything. Wait … wait … now!*

Sam opened the door slowly and struggled a bit to get out of the van. When he reached the back he put a hand on the hatch to steady himself and then looked up, as if searching for someone off in the distance. *Yep, the coast is clear* he thought as he smiled brightly and waved to his imaginary friend. He opened the hatch and ducked in to arrange his packages. *Wait … wait … now!*

As a package slipped out of the back the old fellow was a little slow to react. Naturally the target was distracted and started to reach down to help the old man. That made it even easier because her momentum helped Sam shove her in the back as he injected her. The ketamine acted fast. She cried out softly but didn’t scream. Sam doubted she even noticed the rear seat had been removed and was sure she didn’t see him toss the white haired wig in with her.

Revenge for the past, male’s POV [mf] [huml] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Str8] [bd] [nc] [prost]

I wrote this story in two POVs, right now you’re reading the male/dom one. Link to the female/sub version will be in the comments.

Disclaimer: I don’t condone violence against sex workers.

All characters are 18+

Enjoy!

It’s my first time walking through this part of town: there are prostitutes dancing behind windows everywhere. It’s not like I came here for that, I get plenty of attention from “real girls” (at least, now I do), but my new friend lives around here and we’ve decided to hang out tonight. I make my way through the street, enjoying the view of attractive half-naked women, when suddenly, I see a familiar face. I walk closer to her window, trying to have a name pop up in my head. Wait, is that? Hah, no it couldn’t be, right? I smirk and wave at her. She doesn’t seem to recognize me. Hm, reasonable prices. I decide to text my friend I’ll be a little later.

This girl, Susie, used to bully and torment me relentlessly. Maybe she doesn’t recognize me because I’ve lost a lot of weight, she used to bully me because I was fat. Anyways, it looks like I’ll get my revenge today.

Revenge for the past, female’s POV [mf] [huml] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Str8] [bd] [nc] [prost]

I wrote this story in two POVs, right now you’re reading the female/sub one. Link to the male/dom version will be in the comments.

Disclaimer: I don’t condone violence against sex workers.

All characters are 18+

Enjoy!

Tonight is just another night of being a sex worker. It’s easy money, honestly. Nothing exciting ever happens, though. I dance seductively behind the window, there are people walking on the other side. Most of them look at me, some of them are with their girlfriends. Whenever a man who’s holding hands with a girl, looks at me, I yell “I can fuck you better than your girlfriend!~”, which is true, ofcourse. The girlfriend usually ends up getting mad at the boyfriend. Oh, how I love a bit of competition. But the boyfriend never comes to me for a night. I guess that’s because of “love”.

[M]y Daughter’s Fiend Wanted a [F]acial

# I had originally posted this on another sub but think it’s probably more appropriate here. I suck at the internet because I’m old. Hope you enjoy.

It was ridiculously hot for an April afternoon. The sun was shining directly into the window of my office where I sat finishing up on some documents for a loan I was processing for a local landscaping business. It was around four p.m. on a Friday afternoon and the bank I worked in downtown was dead quiet and still. The calm before the storm of workers coming to cash their company checks. The spring had just entered full swing, though the temperature outside was so high that you could have convinced me that it was already late June. We had broken 80 yesterday and in North Carolina there is no such thing as a dry heat. The humidity is the absolute worst part of living down here.

I Married My Rapist [Bondage] [Non-Consensual] [Cuckold]

2 AM.

Staring at the ceiling, on my bed. The sleep just won’t come.

Hours earlier, my husband, Danny, had come home exhausted once again. I cuddled with him on the sofa after preparing his favourite meal. I recorded a romantic movie to get both of us in the mood.

It has been more than a month since he pleasured me, I was really looking forward to it tonight.

Alas, his reply remained the same as it was since weeks ago: “I’m burned, honey. Not tonight.”

I forced a smile, he cupped my cheek and pecked me lightly. We climbed onto the bed and he was asleep within moments, while I continue to ponder on what is becoming of my marriage.

*Thud…* A soft one.

The sound almost made me jump, from outside. Danny was oblivious to it all, his dreams far too sweet.

*Tap…tap…tap*

Am I dreaming or are those footsteps I’m hearing? Is somebody… inside our house?

Slowly, I pulled the door open and took a peek.

A pair of dark eyes stared back at me. A face fully covered in a maroon balaclava.

[M]y Daughter’s friend wanted a [F]acial. [LONG]

It was ridiculously hot for an April afternoon. The sun was shining directly into the window of my office where I sat finishing up on some documents for a loan I was processing for a local landscaping business. It was around four p.m. on a Friday afternoon and the bank I worked in downtown was dead quiet and still. The calm before the storm of workers coming to cash their company checks. The spring had just entered full swing, though the temperature outside was so high that you could have convinced me that it was already late June. We had broken 80 yesterday and in North Carolina there is no such thing as a dry heat. The humidity is the absolute worst part of living down here.

Groped,Betrayed,Blackmailed, PART 3 [BLACKMAIL] [NC] [FF] [MF]

Whatever Lisa had spiked her wine with had almost totally worn off now. With a horrified look on her face she glanced at Lisa, who was standing beside the bed , her lips trembling. She heard Earl say, “Lisa, why don’t you lie down beside Vicki and turn on the TV, and show her our little video. Confused, Vicki looked again at Lisa, who without hesitation was doing as her father in law instructed. The screen flickered to life and the first thing she saw was Lisa, her head between Vicki’s legs, hands keeping them spread apart. The camera cut to Vicki’s face, a look of ecstasy, or disgust filling the screen, it was really hard to tell which. The scene continued, showing Lisa lapping eagerly at Vicki’s pussy, then the sounds of her building orgasm filled the room. The entire episode that had taken place when she was drugged played out before them. It was impossible to tell that she wasn’t enjoying every minute of it. She continued to watch, as every moment they had been together, alone in the room spilled from the screen, right up to the shower from just moment ago, edited to look like they were both in ecstasy.

Mike. [Vampire erotica, Male vampire, Male prey, consensual into non-consensual, hypnosis]

My casual friend, Mike, sits with his long legs draped over the base of his bed as he proceeds to race me in the video game.

I allow myself to smell the potent blood coursing through his slim, tight, fit body. I can hear his heart in his chest beating powerful and his fibrous, corded muscles in his exposed forearms reflect his low fat and runner’s physique he’s developed over his years as a competitive runner and strict diet.

My mouth waters as I smell Mike’s virile semen, calling to me, enticing me to drink from the athlete who surprisingly trusts me to be nearby him, alone in his dormitory.

My eyes focus on the bulging veins in his large hands, vascular and beautiful with his long, slim fingers and lick my lips at the sight of the pulse of his artery while he holds the controller in his hands.

“You’re so bad at this,” Mike jokes with a confident, sexy smile, showing me his perfect teeth.

“Oh yeah?” I reply coyly and proceed to surpass him three times in a row.

“Ok, I see how it is. How about best out of three?”

Teaser For A Story I’m About To Write [NC] [MMMF]

“Chase, Don requires your presence in his room, immediately.”

Chase shut his eyes, gathered his patience and forced out a reply to his boss’ private secretary: “Sure, Sandra, I’d be there right away.”

“What the fuck does he want now?” Chase thought silently as he grudgingly rose from his seat and headed towards Don’s room.

It has been 3 years since Chase slaved his life away in this wretched company. He has been pouring out his blood, sweat and tears for the sake of a pay check, yet Don the manager had never strived to make his life any easier.

An offer from Stacks Corporation had come his way, 3 days ago. Better pay, better benefits, and finally the chance to get the fuck out of Don’s way. He is yet to break the news, perhaps he’d do it now.

*Knocks*

“Get your ass in here, Chase.”

Chase opened the door. Don’s big, muscular body rests snugly behind his luxurious leather chair and his sharp pair of dark eyes pierces through Chase the moment he walked in. 3 years it has been, yet Don’s malicious and threatening presence never once waned.

“Sit.”

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed PART 2 [blackmail],[NC] [FF] [MF]

Earl watched as Lisa almost crumbled to the floor when he showed her the video. He had asked her to stop by his house after school one day and give him an opinion about some remodeling he was doing. His wife was out of town, and they would have a couple of hours to themselves. More than enough time.

With the video playing over and over in front of them, Lisa listened , dumbstruck, as Earl told her what she was expected to do. At first she tried to reason with him, telling him there was no way she could go through with it. He simply drew her attention to the TV screen, where she was in the throes of passion as the blonde buried her head between her legs, and then watched as Lisa returned the favor. How would her husband react if he saw it, How would her employer react, her friends ? Where would she go, what would she do ? Soon , Lisa was listening carefully, the two of them working together to figure how to lure Vicki into the trap.