What does it all mean? – Part 2 [STR8] [MFmf] [nc] [Fsub] [MDom]

Here’s the final chapter, submitted as a separate post due to size limitations. Enjoy!
 

*In Distress.*

 

I descend the stairs with a heavy heart, full of regrets. I remind myself that this was your choice, that your rebelliousness, your willingness to break the rules, your brilliance, were all equally significant in making you the women you were. My protege. Still, I can’t help but wonder, as I step slowly down into he poorly lit basement of the black-market Galactic Real Estate clearing house I found through word of mouth, if I could not have done more, could have prevented you from taking things too far.

 

We live in a world of over-looked wonders. Few people take even a moment to reflect on how lucky we are, to live when we do, standing on the shoulders of giants. We are all too busy enjoying the conveniences and comforts that modern technology has granted us, to think too much about how it used to be.

 

What does it all mean? [STR8] [MFmf] [nc] [Fsub] [MDom]

Hello funsters,

 

This started out as a series of roleplay prompts, then they started linking up nicely together, Butt-Atlas style. I decided that it could serve as it’s own stand-alone story, or at least the first chapter of each.

 

All of these stories are full of women being Dominated, humiliated, used, and/or abused, some willing, some less so. There are also smattering of romance, and affection, or at least friendship that is being slowly twisted into something more.

 

And, Also, there is quite a lot of Daddy/daughter style incest, or DD/lg style D/s dynamics.

 

And it gets a little violent toward the end.

 

I think that’s warning enough. Enjoy! Feedback appreciated.

**Happy Endings.**

 

Ascending is difficult. Not because of the physical exertion – as steep as the incline is, I can handle that. I’m well-rested enough. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep, were it not for the help of booze and medication, but it got me there. It’s the destination that puts me off, even though I know this his to be done.

 

[F] – Mirror Monster – Part 1 [Fsub] [bd] [nc] [sci-fi] [Tentacles]

Sweat dripped from my brow as I stood in the large empty gym room looking at myself in the large mirror that covered the entire wall. I was breathing heavy, music from my wireless earphones played in my ears as I took a few moments to catch my breath. I was used to being alone for my workouts. The gym was quiet this late at night.

My eyes wandered down my spandex covered body. My sports bra damp under my arms and my tights showed obvious signs of sweat. The last year of commitment had paid off. I could see a slight outline of abs, there was a visible amount of muscle in my arms that gave them that nice toned look. My ass had become firm with just a slight amount of giggle and my breasts managed to retain their shape, maybe even a little perkier.

Timebenders 2: Channel-Surfing, Chapter 1 [timestop nc mf fondling]

*Author’s note: Thank you all for your patience. I’ll link the meta-post for this story in the comments. If you haven’t already read the Prologue, I recommend you do so.*

***Three months earlier***

“…so anyway,” Jeremy said, fidgeting nervously, “I, uh, think that it would be bad if your mom found out, or your dad’s work, or if someone put up a picture on a power pole somewhere, y-you know?”

Petra glared at him. She’d been glaring at him, silently, for several minutes, sitting with her arms crossed in her father’s recliner. Jeremy sat on the couch, wringing his hands together as he detailed how much – or how little – he knew about Petra and Jake.

“Wow, Jeremy,” she said dryly, “I knew you were a creep. I didn’t know you were a complete asshole.”

Jeremy put up his hands, palms out. “I’m just, um, looking out for you. You know.”

Petra rolled her eyes. “Right. And I suppose you’d like some sort of ‘gratitude’ for that, yes?”

Jeremy grinned. “Something like that,” he replied.

Petra shrugged. “Alright,” she said neutrally.

Welcome back, Chell – Part 3 (Portal 2, spoilers)

[Link to the much tamer Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6xq9cu/welcome_back_chell_part_1_portal_2_spoilers/)

[Link to the graphic Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6y13wp/welcome_back_chell_part_2_portal_2_sequel_spoilers/)

[Trigger warning, but also spoilers for this story](/non-consensual)

Chell woke to the still-lingering feeling of bliss. She felt surprisingly warm for someone sleeping naked in a cold cold lab.

Curious, she thought. It seems GlaDOS covered her in a blanket while she was dozed off. She wondered what that meant.

Chell stretched, and let out a yawn. When was the last time she’d just had a nap like this at Aperture Science. Always testing. Always running, jumping, fighting for her life. A girl could used to being allowed to nap. Maybe for science lol, she thought.

“Oh… good. You’re up.”

“Test results… uhh, test results are in, Chell. You, umm… you are a lab certified whore,” GlaDOS stuttered.

Chell couldn’t help but notice how GlaDOS seemed a little off. What is from the last test?

GlaDOS paused and seemingly composed herself.

“I, uh, I reviewed the last test chamber’s conclusions. I have identified 8 erogenous zones and the physiological responses to them when stimulated….”

Mothers First Time[MF(F/f)f][Voy][nc][preg]

~[Hello! This is one of the first real stories I wrote so please tell me if it’s good and maybe give a rating? Tell me what’s good and bad about it pretty please?]~

It’s late at night, your mom thought you went to sleep hours ago but you hadn’t. You couldn’t have when your young little cunt was dripping wet and yearning to be filled. You were in your room shoving some of your toys in there trying to satisfy this urge, the whole time feeling ashamed and unnatural, due to your moms prudishness​ and the whole taboo around sex, as you played with yourself, even squeezing your growing tits and playing with your nipples. You even gagged yourself with your bedpost at the corner of your bed, confused as to why you were putting it in your mouth, you imagined it was something else but what? You didn’t know what was so fun to suck on but you knew it was something boys liked, as in your tiny cute little head you imagined being praised, or made fun and ashamed of for sucking on it.

Found her in hell [MF] [fantasy][nc][torture]

You don’t know what you’ve done to deserve this, but here you are, in hell. Maybe you do know, you didn’t believe in any higher power, and the excessive masturbation sure didn’t help. But how did you die? Was it a heart attack from all the stress of being a failure, or did you jump in front of a car during one of your psychotic episodes? You don’t know, and maybe it doesn’t matter. The results would have been the same anyway.

At first you got some generic torture. Lava, heat, poking, but it is said that in the end you’ll only be tortured in one way… let’s hope it’s not in a bad way. Maybe you hope it will be in a good way.

So let’s skip the story forward.

For your final punishment, you will be thrown into a pit filled with needles, and some spikes were thrown in for good measure. But what’s this there is already someone in your pit. A girl totally naked, but so are you and everyone else in hell, clothing would give too much protection against the elements of this place.

[Mf] [nc] The guinea pig

Dr. Beecher faced the auditorium. At least 20 of his collegues were assambeled. They all wanted to witness the first test and what he had planned. Some of them envied them for the chance to do those studies. He had just finished his presentation and short introduction. He now looked at them. Letting his gaze drift over them. Their eyes were fixed on him. He had their full attention. He smirked for a moment then he started to talk again “As I outlined in my presentation, the main focus of my studies is how various stimuli can be interchanged. How one reaction can move from one stimulation to another. Simply by association.” He pressed the button on his remote. Showing a picture of a young women. She was beautiful. Long legs. Athletic. Long curly hair. Her eyes had a shine to them that could captivate you. She wore a tight sprots outfit. Ready to head out for a run. “This is Magdalena. A young woman, full of life. More important however is her condition. Strong muscles, good breathing, a strong heart. All in all that should have a long healthy life in front of her.” He pressed another button. Showing the same woman in a hosptial bed. Her limbs missong. the stumps bandaged. Her eyes were sad. She had lost some weight For the shape she was in she still looked like she was in a fairly good condition. “This is her now. She had been on vacatin overseas and caught a nasty infection. Unfortunately by the time she was back home the infection had spread and we hat to amputate her arm just after her shoulder as well as her legs just under her hips.” He turned slightly, looking at the picture. “Unfortunately she didn’t have the funds to pay for her medical costs. Her family was also not able to help and pay for her bills. In accordance with the new medical laws she became property of the hospital.” He put on a sad face. It was a tragedy, no quetion about it. At the same time it had been the jackpot for him. The perfect candiate for his experiments.

Devoured, part 2 [ff][nc][anal][tentacles][fantasy][impregnation][snuff][blood]

I’m not sure how long my creature kept me inside him. My memories faded as my brain grew soggy from the oxytocin and the orgasms. Unlike human cocks, the tentacles never failed to perform. Mostly because there was always another tentacle. I spent days turning from swollen head to swollen head. I never went hungry, in fact my stomach was nearly always full of delicious cum. At first, I worried that the creature’s womb would become a horrendous cesspit—what goes in must come out. Luckily, my creature was of the “waste not, want not” attitude. I grew to enjoy the pleasant suction in my ass and at my pisshole. Somehow my creature always sensed my body’s needs. As my babies grew within me, the tentacles began to pay less attention to me sexually. I didn’t mind; after all, I had work to do. I had to save my energy for my babies.

Enamored [M][F][m][f][humil][nc][reluc]

Enamored
by Carolyn Hooke
The essentials of this story are all truthful. One of my very good friends worked as an office manager for a clinical psychologist. A very conflicted young man came to her clinic one day and began a case with her group. Fortunately he had a patient and understanding counselor to work through matters with him. And, as you will see why, it became our favorite topic as it unfolded over the next few months.

Cubicle

“What are you doing for lunch?”

That was the earliest conversation I could recall having with her. She had been hired about a year after me and placed in the same business group. Initially, she’d been paired with a more senior colleague to train. I’d just turned 23 and she was one of our a recent college graduate hires.

The firm handled the registration and licensing concerns for firms operating in multiple states: compiling business documents, forms, and records and making certain that all requirements were followed. Within it, recent young college graduates were paired alongside a crowd of older workers and slowly and steadily built their professional resumes in hopes of eventually landing a better job, or, they worked there until they became a member of the seasoned crowd.