Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 2 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 2! Part 1 can be found in my feed. Enjoy and PM me if you want!*

My throat went dry as Geoffrey pushed me inside the room that looked like a dungeon. The walls were a deep maroon. One had a large boudoir, left casually open, displaying a terrifying array of whips, paddles, chains, vibrators, dildos, plugs, and rope. Beside it was a wooden horse, a torture device I vaguely remember reading about. Mounted on it was a Sybian that made my vision go spotty with fear. There were cages of varying sizes, an ominous flat cot facing a machine with a dildo on the end, and hooks hanging down from the ceiling, presumably to tie me to. There were other contraptions and sex toys I couldn’t even begin to describe. In my sudden shock and horror, I felt the crack of a whip against my breasts.

“On your knees, slave. Shoulders back, tits out, arms to your side. Spread those thighs. Now.”

Eager to avoid the sting of his whip, I did as Nathaniel said, breathing hard.

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 1 [M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Thought I’d share one of my [18f]  favorite fantasies. Enjoy and PM me if you want (:*

I jolted awake, every muscle tensing as the sound of a key being jammed in a metal lock reverberated throughout the room. 

Room? I should say cell. The cold, hard concrete ground sported only a small, thin mattress and a tattered blue blanket. All four walls were simple metal sheets that rang when you tapped them – a built-in alarm system. The cell door blended almost seamlessly into the wall, and left me in utter darkness save for the  pitiful flickering bulb above me.I could hear the wailing cries and sniffles of other girls, although I couldn’t see them. I wondered how many others there were. Above all, I wondered what the hell was happening.

All I remember is jogging around the city block after lunch before heading back to the office, where I worked as a temp for a prominent car company. I had only been running for a few minutes when I sensed a presence behind me, and began to turn my head. At that moment, an enormous, gloved hand reeking of bleach and acetone smothered my entire face and pulled me off the sidewalk. Before losing consciousness, I felt myself being pulled towards someone else, saving me from banging my head as I was forced into a slow-moving car. My head lolled as one of them tied my feet, and the other my hands. Before I could kick or scream or cry, my world went black.

Brand me 46F f M/F [str8] [exh] [sex in public ] [nc]

I’m bored sheltering in place so I thought I’d share what I did in Miami afterwards…

After watching what had transpired on my phone, relishing all the seed working to feed one of my eggs, and feeling more coherent, I showered and put on shorts and a tight tank top without a bra. I went down the street and picked out a tattoo shop for my first tattoo. There was a guy getting art and two artists available. I walked up to the guy and gal and announced what I wanted. My request clearly got both of them excited. They ushered me into their back room. I took off my tank top and slowly slid my shorts down. Naked, I turned to them and asked “do you like the canvas?” I got a quick “Hell yeah baby, lay down in that chair” from the guy. I lay down and spread my legs for them to enjoy and casually said “Feel free to invite the front room back to watch. I like being looked at and it will burn a turn on of others watch me get branded.” The dude didn’t need any more encouragement. He poked his head around the curtain and said “you gotta come see this Bitch, she’s naked and hot!” The twenty-something woman came over to me and gesturing with her hand towards the doorway asked “Are you sure you want all of this?” I smiled at her staring at her girls barely restrained within her tee and said “It goes with the tattoo.” With that she went to work inscribing “Whore” in three quarters inch script letters in deep red ink above my smooth pussy. The other two guys came back to admire me and work of my artist.

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland Ch. 2 Voyeurism, MFFFF, MF, slight nc Mdom long tease

She came after the heavy sweep of the door into another richly paneled room, checkered red and white tile of the floor curving around the perfectly circular space. The door repeated it’s meaty click as it shut behind her, leaving Alice to wonder why (among seven dark wood doors of a perfectly normal shape and size) there was one solitary door of a height that nobody bigger than a cat could fit through.
Such an easy distraction to catch her attention, particularly as the fleeting thought passed through her head that the girl she followed so closely was nowhere to be seen.

Alice walked across the room, tucking the dainty lace gloves into the pocket of her skirt, and went to her knees next to the tiny door, further lowering herself to her elbows to gently take the knob between two fingers and twist, pulling the little door open so she could peek through the small opening.

Miami vacation, 46F spread for pleasure and used f M/F [str8] [exh] [public sex] [bd] [nc]

I was surprised when my request for partners while on vacation in Miami was largely ignored. Thought there would be lots of interest in spending a few days fucking the shit out of a total stranger. Instead, just a couple of boys responded. No interest in all of that baggage. So when I went to South Beach, I ventured up to Haulover Beach on Tuesday morning a little after 10:00 to show myself off and see if I’d get any interest. I went through the tunnel, turned left, the clothing optional section was impossible to miss with the signage. I dropped my shorts and yanked off my tee once past the signs so the only things I was wearing were a smile, flip flops, and a pearl necklace and a pearl ankle bracelet. Other women posting are correct, unaccompanied naked women get plenty of attention on this beach.

[MMMF] [Kidnapping] [NC] [Humiliation][Toys] The Long Way Home

[MMMF] [Kidnapping] [huml] [NC] The Long Trip Home

“When will you be home?” you asked. “I’m stopping to pee at the rest stop then I’ll be there as quick as I can.” “Leave your panties behind. You won’t need them anymore tonight.” You warn me to be careful. I was on my way home to meet you after a week away at a seminar and wished my bladder could wait just a bit longer but I wanted to freshen up for you. It was late and I was exhausted after a long day and wanted nothing more than to shed my clothes, wash off this makeup, and crawl into bed with you for some much needed attention. I almost never wear makeup, especially not red lipstick, but I did today and felt pretty sexy in my black skirt and button up blouse, hoping you thought so too. I couldn’t wait for your reaction. I was daydreaming and didn’t notice that there were no vehicles in the lot. I had to use the flashlight on my phone to get to the building, where there was only one light working over the door.

[MF][nc] Hotel

I am not a very forceful person in general. But on some ocassions I do drink a bit too much, and am horny a bit too much. I think I had too much today. I remeber last time I had too much. I was at a conference in London. Stumbled back to my room, my wife was in bed. I hopped into the shower to cool my head a bit. Hard as a rock as usual. Well makes washing easier and more pleasant. I soaped up, rubbed my dick a few times and rinsed with a hot water. It was ready to go. Towel was so plesant, and if I didn’t have that body in my bed I would have rubbed one out there. I sneaked into the room, she’s on her stomach, slide my hand up her legs. Upper and upper. There it is, that’s my hairy pussy. Rubbing my dick in between her cheeks is nice but I need more. She’s too dry. I go back undee cover, lift up her ass and start licking. Sticking my tongue into her then going down to her clit. I don’t mind having my nose in her ass, turns me even more. Doesn’t take long before juices start flowing, and moaning starts. My face is all wet, doesn’t matter we wont be kissing tonight. Spread her legs and let my dick slide down. It’s so good when it’s wet and it slides betewwn her lips. One adjustment and it’s in. Back and forth, alcolohol makes it hard, but hard to finish too. Time to change positikn a bit, pull her on all fours , faster harder, by balls keep slapping her. Oh yes , it’s working. A but more, more, more. Grabbed her huge tits, dangling just there, am I too rough? I don’t care. And her nipples say not hard enough. I just need a bit more, grabb her by the shoulders and keep slamming, just before I cum, drag her hair backwards. Oooo shit. Yes, yes. Slip out, my cum oozing out, slap that lovely ass.
I stumble to the bathroom again, little less.drunk a lot less horny. Fuck it, it’s a hotel I will wipe.my dick in a towel if I want to. Hmm. There’s a lot of stuff I don’t recognize here. Where’s my shaving cream. Look at the card, look at the.door. get dressed quick and leave. Was the wrong room. She didn’t scream.or call out for help, was it you? I might come over tomorrow, don’t lock the door.

Tess, part one. [MF] [Non-Consensual] [Bondage]

“Hey honey. Lovely to see you, come in.”

Chris smiled at her as he walked in through the door. “Thanks Tess. Really hoping we can get this sorted tonight, save a lot of headaches in the next week.”

Tess led him through the house to her kitchen. As he walked along behind her, his hands quivered slightly with excitement, before he clenched them to regain control. She was the mother of the groom; Chris the best man, and he’d decided to invite himself over on any flimsy pretext he could think of. He’d known her since he was old enough to walk, completely inseperable from her boy, and he’d had a crush on her since he was old enough to fantasize.

The kitchen was a wide, spacious assault of white, polished to an immaculate shine, with a central island that was part work-top, part dining table for the informal evening. As she fetched them two glasses of red, Chris made idle chit-chat, admiring as he had so many times before. She was beautiful, there was no doubt. She was quite short, with long black hair that curled into soft, lazy ringlets, and her full lips and piercing blue eyes had gained her some traction in her modelling days. She was wearing a dark grey button up blouse with the top three buttons left open to showcase her large breasts, and loose silk leggings that caressed her hips. She wasn’t slim but was far from fat; she had some extra weight everywhere you’d want it. He decided she was plump in all the right ways.

Getting his text and more [M+/F, NC]

The phone vibrated, barely a phantom of a buzz felt through her purse. She pulled it out and checked and found a text from him. No, THE text from him. He’d been promising/threatening to do it for months now. It was terrifying how a few simple words could ramp her anxiety, make her wet, scared, and excited all at once. How anyone she’d never met could hold such power over her was beyond her.

ALLEY OF 3rd and ANDERSON
SUMMER DRESS – NOTHING UNDER. SHORT.
STRUGGLE FOR THEM.

She trembled as she went into her bedroom, slowly stripping away her clothes. Her eyes wet, lips moist, as she thumbed through her dresses. She dropped her blue sundress, tight up top, loose and short on the bottom. She gripped the wall and had to practice her breathing, focusing before the anxiety could overcome her and prevent her from doing what he had told her to do.