[40M425F] passing your last class [NC, transactional sex, desperation]

Failure drives a lot of people to desperation, especially when there’s so much at stake. And you knew this better than anyone, didn’t you? For you, college had always been one challenge after another. From having to work full time, to not really even knowing if your major was worthwhile for you.

But at least you were close to the end. There was just one problem; one final class. And let’s be honest, things weren’t looking good. Sure, you had a good GPA for every other class, but this was your capstone, and failing would mean you have to stay back another year.

You did everything you could think of to pass. You studied harder than you had ever before, you attended all of the office hours, you even took extra hours at work to pay for private tutoring.

But it still didn’t help. Its almost like I had it out for you…

And thats how I found you in my office one night, after you had asked for my earliest possible appointment. I could practically taste the desperation off of you, especially with that tiny outfit you had changed into. I didn’t believe you for a second when you told me you didn’t have time to change.

The Cage, A Romantic Femdom Story: Part 1 [Addiction][Brainwashing][Caring][Chastity][Femdom][Hypno][Loving][Non-Consensual]

“We’ve been dating for a few weeks now and I have to say I’ve been really enjoying it hun.” Smiling as she sips her coffee for a moment she continues “I know that we took it a step further with having sex last night and I really enjoyed it. Like a lot, in fact I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed oral from someone so much.”

“I’m really glad to hear you liked it Jen, maybe we could do it again tonight” I say with a wink and a smile.

“Oh, I’m counting on it, but I want to introduce you to one of my kinks when we do if that’s okay? I know you said you’re vanilla and all, but maybe you could just try it out and see if you like it?” Seeing the hesitation on my face she leans forward making sure to show off ample cleavage and continues in a more seductive tone “I promise that if you like it we’ll probably be having sex almost every night.”

Blushing a little as she leans forward across the table I tried to keep my eyes on hers, but was having a difficult time. As she laughs a little at my obvious staring I finally manage a response “I certainly wouldn’t mind that at all, but what is this kink of yours Jen?”

Shopping Day [F22/M22][Blowjob, non-consensual]

The boy – who answers to the name of Bill – has gone to pick up the girl – whom we will call Bella – to go shopping. Bella, a girl from a well-to-do family, 5’9” tall, with fine, straight brown and half-long hair, was waiting for him, eager to start pulling out the credit card that her daddy filled out for her, as he does at the beginning of every month.

They are both 22 years old.

Both have been confidants and lifelong companions.

And nothing more.

Both have entered a store in a shopping mall.

It’s late. The store is going to close.

Bella has decided, for a bit of fun, take a small thong and make the gesture of trying it on. Nothing unusual if it weren’t for the fact that she has hidden them crumpled and with the intention of taking them out without paying.

Bill laughed at Bella’s witticism. He loves that even though she is a daddy’s girl with a settled life, sometimes she breaks the rules.

Now they are very sorry because the security guard – we’ll call him Julius – has caught them red-handed on their way out of the store.

Doki Doki Virginity Club (NC, satanic schoolgirl deflowering)

*Every schoolgirl in this story is 18 years old. Asmodeus is like 200,000+ years old so don’t worry about him.*

I wasn’t exactly thrilled to join the virginity club. Didn’t think my lack of a boyfriend was anything worth discussing or be proud of. The counselor insisted I picked an extra-curricular activity and most of them involved something I was terrible at such as sports, cooking, music, dancing, poetry… I’m terrible at most things. I thought maybe it would be less awkward to hang out with people just as awkward as me. Seems like any friend or almost-friend I ever had at this school moved away suddenly.

When I first saw who my fellow club members were, I should have turned tail and ran. Monika, Yuri, Natsuki… three girls who skyrocketed in popularity this year were waiting for me in the classroom at the very end of the hallway on the deserted 3rd floor. Their names were on every boys’ lips and they were the last people I would have expected to be virgins.

Kidnapped and shock-trained into oral slavery [M30/F28] [bdsm] [cbt] [ds] [electro] [Fdom] [nc] [rape]

One of my deepest fantasies is to be sexually enslaved by a close female friend. Even though I know it would be horrible to experience in real life, I can’t help but get turned on by the idea of getting overpowered and objectified for her pleasure.

Let’s say this woman is you. Perhaps one day, you’re giving me a ride home, and as we’re chatting about life, you drive me to a secluded area in the woods. I’m vaguely confused about why we’ve stopped here, but I don’t suspect anything yet.

Quietly, you reach into your bag and pull out a stun gun. Before I can react, you jab it into my stomach and electrocute me. It takes a second for the pain to register, but as I scream and writhe, you continue to hold the electrified contacts against me. Before long, I pass out.

When I wake up, it’s dusk outside. I’m kneeling on the floor facing the back seat, stripped naked and frog-tied. My hands are cuffed behind me, and my legs are spread slightly apart, with my ankles tied to my thighs. Panicked, I struggle against my restraints, but suddenly I feel a powerful shock flow through my genitals and up into my insides. I yelp in surprise as my body writhes uncontrollably. As abruptly as it started, the electricity stops, and I quietly crumple forward.

A Tease Too Far [M25+ f18+, Rape, Mdom, Brat, Teasing, flirting, punishment, NC]

It was late in the evening and Daddy and I arrived at his friends house, it was a marvelous sight. It was big, beautiful and modern, the kind of house that would make you want to run through the halls with a long flowy dress.

Daddy locked the car and escorted me like a gentleman by my arm into the house. It was Daddy’s poker night with his friends, it was the main game but not the only one and there was lots of drinking and some smoking involved.. I knew this because I’ve smelt it on him when he’d come home at like 1am in the morning even though he himself doesn’t smoke.

I was particularly bored that day so Daddy invited me along with him on the condition that I’d be on my best behavior.. hehe.

A few hours in, we were sat around the table and the guys were playing cards. Jason, Tom and Alex also showed up who are Daddy’s other friends and they all seem to be cracking jokes and having a good time with him. I was sat beside Daddy, observing quietly and laughing along even though I didn’t know what I was laughing at half the time. I would have played but I didn’t know how to, however it was fun on its own watching Daddy play anyways.

stalking you [NC]

you were the first victim that had been this easy. Maybe it was a cumulation of all the practice, maybe it was a different town. Or maybe you were just oblivious.

It all started after I sold my last conquest; she had gotten too complacent, too used to it. She wouldn’t even scream when I took her asshole. And to think she had been a virgin a couple of weeks ago…

But then there was you, in the same position as the last girl. New to the city, full of hopes, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt you were destined for great things.

Also like the last girl, you were struggling. That’s the thing they don’t really tell people, that those who make it are an anomaly. The rest either leave, find some sad supporting job, or break. And I was here to make sure you took the third route.

That’s how I found myself at your restaurant. I made sure to avoid you as my server so I could just observe. You can learn a lot from just observing pet. For instance, that you had been trapped here for almost 7 years. that you still hadn’t broken. That you were funded by an extreme amount of debt.

Sex Clones Are People Too (NC/coersion, cum swallowing)

“Does it taste better warmed up?” Sierra (or Sierra 2, if she was being honest with herself) watched her coworker sip on a cup that had spent some time in the break room microwave.

“No. Just tastes warm.” Every other employee was a bombshell in Sierra’s eyes. It made sense; if you weren’t attractive, no one would want a clone of you. Though she thought of herself as the plainest of the sperm bank employees, it was the only self-esteem boost she could cling to in these dark days. The gorgeous blonde girl leaned back in her chair, her breasts virtually exploding out of her undersized white nursing dress. With her legs crossed, it looked like she had forgotten to wear pants today.

Sierra only had to look down at her own precarious cleavage to stop herself from passing judgment. “Ah…” And she went back to drinking her cold cup of runny egg whites, which (if she was being honest with herself again) was day-old semen from the community reservoir. Her first task of the day was to refill the milk cartons in the fridge with the left-over samples from the previous shift. As disgusting as the taste and texture were, it took a lot of willpower not to put her lips directly on the vat’s open tap and guzzle down a week’s worth of fertilized prostate juice. Mornings are the worst when you’re running on cum fumes.

The Experiment: Part One [NC] [Stalker] [Drugged]

After many months of planning and testing I’d finally found the perfect subject. She lived alone, was collected and professional, and had a body with quite pleasant curves.

She hired me to remodel her bathroom but she couldn’t take a week off work, so she gave me a key and left me alone in her house.

Having a good reputation really does open so many doors.

Stage 1: Set up.

Stage one was the most practical and mundane but it was also filled with the most anticipation.

The first thing I did was sneak over the night before I started work and hid a gps tracker in the undercarriage of her car. I wanted to know where she was at all times.

Then the next day, in between doing the work she hire me to do, I started doing the stuff I actually cared about.

I searched her drawers and closet. Mostly professional and practical, comfortable clothes. Things that highlighted how desirable her body is while not being overtly sexy.

That Time I Got Sat On And My Face Rode By My Boss [Non-Consensual] [Femdom] [Facesitting]

[Features: Facesitting, tied up, molestation, femdom, slow burn, light sexual content.]

The mall. I fucking hated the mall. It was full of loud people and people who were just a bit too well off, a bit too naive, for me to ever really like. It’s not easy to tell if someone *was* poor. Not really. It’s not like it physically affects you or anything. No, that comes out in certain actions. But it’s really, *really* easy to see if someone was *never* poor. Never had to worry about a paycheck or about their next meal. I’m probably just projecting but still, that’s all I can think about every day, seeing hundreds of people come in here, dither about, and then spend $500 on a shitty ring.

Part of it’s my own fault, I’ll admit. Working in a jewelry store, you get the rich and the naively rich. The people who earned it and didn’t earn it. It’s the latter I take an issue with. The teens handed all of their money by mommy and daddy, the people who lucked into it and are blowing it all on useless junk, the people that think a $1000 necklace is absolutely *necessary* instead of doing literally anything else with it.