Prison Pounding[gay][reluctant][bj][anal]

Greg wandered the cell block, his uniform pressed and neatly hugging his body. He fingered his nightstick that hung from his belt, feeling confident and powerful as he strolled passed the criminals that were held captive in their cells. He looked into each cell, eyeing the men with a look of disdain and superiority. Finally, after walking the block for a few minutes, he reached the last cell. He peered in, noticing a new yet familiar face to the prison.

“D-Dan?” Greg murmered under his breath. He had seen this man before, but not in a penal context. In fact, it was in a penial context. He suddenly recalled the angry sexual expression on Dan’s face as he looked down at Greg while his cock invaded his mouth. His forceful face fucking had made Greg rock hard, and seeing him again here in his prison sent his stomach up into his throat.

“Well well well, look who it is.” Dan stood up from his bed and sauntered over to the metal bars that stood strong between the two men. He wrapped his hands around the bars, and leaned in as close as he could to Greg. “It’s my little fuck toy.”

Daughter Discipline Chapter 3 OC ff mother (adult)daughter

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Once again, thank you so much to everyone for their support and feedback on my first two posts! This is Chapter 3 of X of my story Daughter Discipline. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, inc(mother/(adult)daughter), semi-nc, public.

Any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

Chapter 3

Felicia began driving back toward their house but changed direction along the way heading toward downtown. They pulled into the parking lot of a mini-mall Susie had driven by countless times but never shopped at, she had always found it a little rundown.

Set independently of the storefronts was a coffeehouse. Felicia put the car in park and said, “Let’s grab a latte. We need to talk.”

Susie looked around as she followed her mother into a place called Coffee and Calm. Dark wood panelling gave the place a basement bar feel. At this time of the day the coffeehouse was mostly empty with just an employee behind the counter, a pale curly haired college kid playing an acoustic guitar and a woman sitting at a table who appeared to be the musician’s girlfriend.

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 5 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*The final Part 5 of Sabrina’s story. I am so, so sorry to publish so late. I recently had a fall down the stairs (I’m just clumsy, nothing serious) and got a concussion. I slept for a few days straight (!!!) and got checked out by a doctor, who advised that I should take some time from screens, so I didn’t write for a while. I felt a little groggy and it was difficult to type coherent storylines, so I decided to delay my writing rather than post something shitty. Please don’t be mad lol! Comment your feedback and PM me! I’m always looking for my Nathaniel/Geoffrey/Derek haha. Check* r/BDSMErotica *if you’d like to see the full story in one cohesive post. Thanks for all of your support and understanding! Enjoy! xox*

It was unclear if we had been driving for hours or days. It certainly felt like hours, cramped in a cage in a little trailer. The cage was smaller than the trailer, and it pitched and slid along the bottom as we drove for miles and miles. I would have some new bruises to show my new master by the time I arrived at my new home.

[Mf]Zoe finds Daddy’s breaking point. [Str8][Inc][Nc]because no verbal consent[Force][Derogatory names][Oral]kinda, [Slaps, Choking][Cheating][Teasing][Fiction]

This is actually the result of a post I saw on r/dirtypenpals the other day. I never got a response from the OP, but I liked the idea so much, I ran with it. Also… I haven’t posted much here, but this is probably the most aggressive, violent, and mean smut I’ve written. It’s probably not that bad, but it’s definitely a new flavor for me. C&C welcome. I’m still trying to figure out the ideal paragraph length for mobile, so sorry if that needs work. All depicted characters are 18+

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John lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. The clock on his dresser rolled over to 1 am, and he still couldn’t sleep. 20 days into this quarantine with no end in sight, and his daughter, Zoe, had started to lose it after the first week. Wearing less and less around the house, getting very touchy, pushing personal space boundaries. Then the texts started. First it was cute selfies around the house. Soon it became “cuddle with me, Daddy” and a picture of her in panties and shirt. It only escalated from there. Today it had reached the point of a “handbra” and panties with a lollipop in her mouth accompanying the message “I bet you wish my mouth was on something else, don’t you, Daddy?”

When I Developed a Masochistic Anal Sex Kink [FM]

I a have a shameful kink that started with my ex. We were trying anal sex, and I was on top because I heard it hurt less that way, but it did. At first, I was controlling the motion, but then he started moving into me, and I said, “It’s starting to hurt a lot now” in a low voice because I didn’t feel like yelling, He kept going anyway, so I involuntarily shouted, “Nooooo” really loud and then he came. He said, “I think you screaming ‘No’ made me cum,” and looked surprised and disgusted with himself. I was kind of angry but mostly really turned on that he did what he wanted even though I said “No.”

Daughter Discipline Chapt. 2 blackmail, ff, bdsm

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Thanks to everyone for their support and feedback on the first chapter of my story! This is Chapter 2 of X of my story Daughter Discipline. Chapter 1 can be found in my profile. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, bdsm, inc(mother/(adult)daughter), semi-nc.

Any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

Chapter 2

Felicia came to the door and opened to see a young man she had known from work. He was a twenty something bank teller that thought he was a financial wizard and had his sites set on Felicia the Manager/Cougar. Felicia used this attraction to her advantage every so often.

“Thanks for coming over Randy,” Felicia filled the doorway blocking further entrance.

“Well when m’lady calls, of course I’m going to come over,” the man said with a toothy smile on a mildly acne scarred face.

“M’lady,” Alecia repeated rolling her eyes. “Do you have what we talked about?”

“Yeah, but do you want to do it here or hit a club I’ve been going to?” He tried to run his hand down her arm.

Daughter Discipline Chapter 1

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This is my first story ever. It’s Chapter 1 of X and mostly sets the scene and background. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, inc(mother/(adult)daughter),nc.

Any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

Daughter Discipline

Susie and her mother Felicia had been a team since her fathers death when she seven. His death out of the blue had hit them both hard. Although her husband did a great job of securing their future and an education for Susie there was still a hole left. With that said, Felicia after mourning only a little, threw herself into the parenting duties and took on the challenge of being both parents and the only bread winner.

Susie for her part had understood things had changed when her dad passed and felt the need to help her mother by good grades and staying out of trouble. Things had functioned well until Susie’s sophomore year. Susie discovered her body and what males could do to it. She had developed early and had filled out a curvy figure with larger then normal breasts and a bubble butt below a tight waist.

Constellation Arc 2 Begins! [Superhero, NC, Abuse, Plot Heavy]

You can find the whole arc [HERE](https://johndrakeauthor.com/2020/03/23/constellation-arc-2-fallen-star/). New issue every monday.

Issue #7 – A New Beginning

Lira could tell when her stepfather was almost home. It was his work boots; they made a unique sound in the hallway as he approached the door to their apartment. It wasn’t easy to hear them over the constant background noise of the city all around, but she’d had plenty of practice and incentive. The sound only bought her a few seconds, but that was enough time to get off the couch and hurry into her bedroom and out of sight.

“What the fuck have you been doing all day?!” she heard him bellow at her mother as soon as he came in through the door. Her words weren’t quite slurred, but it was easy to hear that he was already drunk. “I told you to clean this place up!”

“I’m so sorry, Randall,” her mother said plaintively. Leanna always sounded like she was on the verge of tears when she talked to her husband, and usually was. “I was busy preparing dinner and -” A sharp sound cut her off: he’d slapped her. Once upon a time that sound had made Lira flinch, but it was as familiar as the work boots by now.

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 4 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 4! I’ve been so encouraged (and turned on) by your comments and PMs. Thanks for following along. I’ve decided that this will be the second-to-last part of this series. I hope you enjoy. As always, PMs are open!*

When my eyes snapped open, I immediately felt my pussy flood. I had training to thank for that. My heightened sense of arousal was a discomfort sometimes, but more often than not, a welcome gift. Today, I hoped it would serve me well. I resisted the temptation to rub my swollen bud, but I knew not to. Cumming was a privilege, not a right, as I understood that my body is not my own. I sighed frustratedly, resigning to be content with a fantasy of what my day would entail.

The auction. I had achieved the institution’s highest standards and have been labeled and processed as a sex slave to be sold to the highest bidder tonight, male or female. Secretly, I hoped for a male. Nothing could compare to the feeling of being impaled on a real cock that moved and came within whatever hole a master chose. I bit my lip at the thought. I had no say in the matter, of course, as my opinion is as worthless as me, but a slave could dream.

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 3 [BDSM, M/f, Reluc, NC]

*Part 3! Thank you all for following along and providing your feedback. I hope you enjoy it! As always, PMs open!*

When I heard the jangle of keys outside of my cell, I knew what to do. On my knees, thighs spread, arms at my side and tits out. I scrambled to get in Position One before Nathaniel had a reason to punish me. 

My new life was not what I expected, but it had its appeals. I had given up on fighting it weeks ago when training first began. I was almost disappointed that I would soon be sold, away from the institution and Nathaniel. But I was hesitant to begin today. In the recent past, my training hadn’t been so extreme. Some endurance, some anal, some deepthroating, but nothing I found particularly challenging. I had been praised for my sensitivity and tight pussy and eagerness to please, but scolded often due to a distaste for anal and gagging on cock. At the thought, I winced as my black and blue ass pressed into my heels. I had been punished harshly the other day when I refused Geoffrey’s cock due to a sore throat. I suffered dearly for that.