The Dragon Knight and the Imps [Monsters/f][NC][Bond][Gang][Piss]

The Dragon Knight and the Imps

This is a relatively extreme.

Monsters(Imps)/f, NC, Rape, Bond, Rough, Gang, Punishment, Spanking, Humiliation, Piss,

Synopsis – Val, a rookie Dragon Knight, takes on the seemingly simple job of chasing off a band of imps.

“500 Gold Dragons for a simple Imp hunt?” Valyria muttered to herself as her eyes scanned over the contract posted on the wooden board outside the small village of Hestle. It was the first town she had come across in some time.

‘I could use the easy money…’ the young nineteen-year-old woman thought to herself, feeling how empty her coin purse was getting. She pulled the contract and made her way to the indicated point of contact, the village chief, to reserve it.

“Hmmm… Not to sound offensive or anything, but pretty strong warriors and the like tried taking on this contract and failed…” the Hestle village chief, Illari Kircland, expressed his doubt to the girl standing in his doorway.

Val had knocked on his door and told him that she was going to take on the contract and wanted a few more details. The village chief barely believed that she was a licensed adventurer.

Hands-on Tutoring (Mf, NC, coercion, humiliation)

Did you know you need experience and references for an entry-level teaching position? Marisol found out long after her fellow Bachelor of Education graduates had ransacked the bank of tutoring positions, leaving her entire career in the hands of, sigh… Archie.

Marisol rattled the knob, slammed the door behind her, and stomped across the bedroom. Archie’s snores remained undisturbed. Opening the blinds did make him grunt at the morning light, which could only be qualified as ‘morning’ for another hour.

“Come on, Archie. It’s late, and we have a lot to catch up.” More and more each day.

Archie made the mating call of a dying sloth before turning over in his bed.

“For god’s sake…” Marisol made sure Archie heard the zipper of her coat as she took it off. What she wore underneath was not the teaching attire she imagined herself expanding young minds in, but the only way to get Archie out of bed was to expand something else.

She had a borderline boyish haircut, but nothing was boyish about her figure. Marisol had always judged her breasts to be uncomfortably large for her thin frame but made it a point, until Archie came into her life, never to use them for flirtatious advantages.

Chapter 1: Redefining marriage

I met my wife in 2008, she was engaged to her bf, but there was incredible chemistry between us when we met. We met in Connecticut at a mutual friends place, she was mischievous and hot, and I was “all in”, she was attracted to how committed I was to making it work between us. She broke up her engagement and we started dating, it was long distance I was in CT and she was in NC (Charlotte).

Eventually by 2013 we got married, there are some stories about our time between 2008 n 2013 – we fucked in the car, fingered on the plane, groped each other at restaurants, got caught fucking by my roommate, she sent her nudes to her ex that almost broke our engagement, many more, but that’s for another time. We were crazy about each other, we had our first child in 2015, that was the first time in since 2008 when we had not had sex at least twice a week.

The Babysitter’s Promotion [NC, Breeding, MDom]

(All Characters in this story are over 18)

It’s a night like many others.  I’m about to drive the babysitter home after she has been watching my child.  She sits in the passenger seat dressed in a knee length skirt with a long sleeve shirt and a sweater vest.  To fill the time we start talking, “So you’re eighteen now,”  I begin as we pull out of my neighborhood.  “I suppose next year you’ll be going to college.  Will you still be able to babysit?”

“Oh I hope so,” She says enthusiastically.  “I have so much fun with you kid.”

“That’s because you have natural maternal instincts.  You’ll be a fine mother one day.”

She laughs awkwardly, “I don’t know about that.”

“Don’t worry,” I smile. “It will come naturally.”

“Hopefully not for a while,” She adds.  She looks concerned for a moment.  Seemingly picking up on a subtle change in my demeanor she fidgets in her sea.  Some primal sense has alerted her to the fact that I see her as more than a temporary caretaker.  She shakes her head to dismiss the premonition.  We’ve known each other for a while and she decided to not read into my comment too much.

[Part 3] In a Flash (nc, MF, oral, vaginal, creampie, female pov)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/udkgev/in_a_flash_female_pov_nc_age_difference/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ukuf8d/part_2_in_a_flash_female_pov_nc_mmf_imprisonment/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Trigger Warning!

While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It was morning. I could tell from the sliver of light that managed to sneak through my shade-covered bedroom window. I sat up slowly and reluctantly looking around this room I was held in. There wasn’t much to see however. Whoever this person everyone called ‘Master’ or ‘Boss’ was, he obviously didn’t want me to get any clue to where I was.

I got my naked butt out of bed and made my way to the window. The ‘blind’ was stuck to it somehow. I could only barely peer out the crack. There was little to see however. I could see a bit of grass below me, and another wall on the other side. No landmark, no direct sunlight, no clues to be gained.

The Activewear Tease – Part 1[f/M][NC][Bondage][Humiliation]

The Activewear Tease – Part 1: Home Alone

It was a warm Wednesday morning, and Emily was home alone. The young eighteen-year-old was going to spend the day playing video games in her apartment, but Brian had other plans for her…

God…She looked so good in her slutty little active wear she loved to wear, Brian though, to show off her body to tease not only Brian but every other guy she came across. Today she was dressed in her dark gray matching sports bra and leggings with little black slip-ons

Brian slides the back door open and enters the house with ease. Emily too distracted playing her video game with her headphones on, she fails to see the intruder move into her house.

“Ohmygod! W-who are you!? How did you get in here! Get out before I call the cops creep!” Emily exclaims, jumping out of her chair, glaring angrily at the intruder in her house. Her heart racing. Brian just stares at the girl, looking her up and down, her little black slip-on shoes, her grey leggings, and black sports bra.

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 3

After neatly sewing the buttons back onto my shirt, I try it on and look in the mirror.
I hated what I saw. I had nothing in particular going on for me. B cup tits, average butt, unfashionable, a sad bob that curled up at the ends, all I was missing was the glasses.
I sighed and dug around my drawers for a sexier bra, I could only find one that had some lace detailing but a cup size too big. It made my tits look even smaller but it was better than the ugly beige one I was wearing before.

He texts me to meet him on the second floor of our residence hall after dinner, where there are tables for group studying. I am surprised he actually wants to study with me, and in public too.

When I get there he’s already sitting there waiting for me. His laptop and textbooks open. I take out my stuff and we get to work.

He leans over and whispers into my ear,
“I’m tired of you fumbling over yourself in class, it’s not cute but cringe and annoying.”
“We’re going to get real work done today.”

Released from Prison: Reluctance/NC/CNC/R*pePlay

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I never explain in my CNC stories how consent was garnered. I have a post named “How I approach stories about CNC/R**p*ay” pinned on my page explaining why. CNC relationships come in all forms, including scenes that may seem/feel too real. I can assure you that since the stories are always starring me as the prey, I consent. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

The guard guides me to the front gates, letting me know when the next bus comes in. I don’t have any family near that could pick me up so I am stuck taking the bus to their house. I walk out, excited to go get all the food I never had. I see the sign for the bus and make my way over to sit on the bench when I hear someone call my name from the parking lot. I look to my right and see a man standing and facing me. I don’t recognize him at all so I turn back towards the bus sign, assuming it’s a mistake.

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 2

I get to class first and sit down in my designated seat. I anxiously scroll through my phone waiting for him to come, only using my phone as a distraction from what happened less than 2 hours before. Without looking up from my phone I hear him walk behind me and slip into the seat next to me, when I look up at him he gives me a subtle smirk and then goes back to continuing to ignore me.
I guess he has to keep up his little act around his friends and others.

My body fully aware of his presence so close to me won’t cooperate with my mind in class. Unfortunately today we had partner work where we had to fill out a verb conjugation chart. Fucking great, my favorite.

I try to fill out the chart but cannot remember everything. He scoots closer to me and leans in to type at the same time as me because I’m too stupid and nervous to figure how to add another line. He tells me the answers to everything. Eventually he starts typing on my laptop for me because I’m too slow and shakey. He enjoys this arrangement.
“You’re too slow.”
“What are you going to do when the professor calls on you and you answer wrong as always, it reflects back onto me too.”
I get frustrated and just let him type for me.
He finishes way faster than I ever could.
I feel so frustrated I could cry. At times like this I can’t stand him.

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (Humiliation) (19M & 19F)

I am doing a summer school program at a college where we all have to dorm in the same building. There’s this guy in one of my classes who is really weird around me and can be really rude, sometimes refusing to work with me or even talk with me. I can tell that he was making fun of me behind my back with the way he looked at me while snickering with his friends. They’re a bunch of meathead fraternity bros from this one college in the south. But I can tell this guy is meaner than the rest because his buddies at least pretend to like me.

I’m ugly but have an okay body. I’m incredibly awkward, look and dress very nerdy, and to make matters worse I am terrible in the class we’re both in. I’m an easy target for being taken advantage of and bullying. And this guy knows it.
When we have a prompt to discuss he talks over me and only asserts his opinion. One of my friends warned me about him being an asshole but he’s unavoidable since we dorm on the same floor and have the same class where we sit next to each other. Sometimes we’re even forced to eat next to each other because of how small our summer program is.
There have been countless times where I was stuck in the elevator with him and he would just ignore me. He makes me so mad that I can’t help but revel in his discomfort whenever our professor forces him to interact with me.