Brotan undid the lock to her collar and it crashed to Glinda’s feet. It had been on for a full day at that point and with it gone she realized how used to it she had become. The weight was gone from her neck, allowing to her to stand to her full ability, the tall beauty the gods had designed her to be. With the iron collar by her feet it was not lost on Glinda the freedom she had just gained. It was not just a physical one but one which felt all encompassing for her. For years she had used her sexuality to her favor, fucking the townsmen for reward or benefit, and the town’s women hated her for it. They were jealous their husbands had always watched her walking by in the road, their eyes running across her body and imagining how much livestock or firewood it would take to bend her over a table. But they were all now dead and here she stood. As a poor townswoman with her lack of nobility her best chance for a good life had always been to be the sex object of an upperclassman. Now before her, eyes full of lust and a fist full of throbbing cock, sat one of the most powerful men in the realm. This Ork chieftain was responsible for the deaths of likely thousands of men and yet here in his throne he was nothing but a horny man with a hard dick, waiting for her to give him release.
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What $10 Grand can get you in Vegas, if you’re real luck. [m/f]
I was in Vegas this July for business. After the work bullshit was over, I went down to the casino around 11 PM and gambled. Normally, when I go on this particular work trip, I put $1000 of chips in one pocket and the winnings in the other. This time that did not happen. They would not fit in my pocket!
Long story short, by the time I was done I had $230,000 due to a huge run and a shit ton of luck plus sheer stupidity. I had no friends there to share my good fortune with, just me thinking of the boat I wanted to buy and getting giggly. I headed over to the casino bar and sat down with my pile of chips.
It was near 1:00 AM, I was wired. I had a glass of really good scotch.
I certainly noticed the brunette sitting about seven stools down, everyone and every thing noticed the brunette sitting seven stools down. No shit, straight up she was one of the most striking people I have ever laid eyes on- one of those girls you keep staring at. I think I probably looked over at her no less than 25 times in five minutes.
The Intern and His Boss Lady [mF][toys][oral]
As the phones rang outside her office, answered by various personal assistants, Charla Fox sat behind her desk texting away on her phone.
‘Are we still on for tonight?’
He answered, ‘Yes.’
‘Can you get kinky?’
‘How kinky?’
‘Ben Wa balls.’
Charla waited and waited for his response. He was probably using a search engine to find out what Ben Wa balls are. He finally texted back.
‘In you, right?’
“Of course.’
‘I can accommodate that.’
Thomas Keller was a good looking man with strong looking hands and a great smile under his hipster beard. At least that how he looked on his profile picture of him hiking in the Canadian Rockies.
“Ms. Fox?”
Charla looked up to see her summer intern Jason Graham standing at the door. A twenty three year old kid with charming good looks, the senior from Columbia had been her gopher all summer in her investment banking department. He looked a little disheveled from the humidity in his Hugo Boss suit, the one of two suits he’d worn every day while mixing them with a couple of sports jackets. He stepped in an envelope.
A gift to the Ork Chieftain Pt. 1 [fantasy] [oral]
Glinda looked up at the hulking chieftain standing before her. Even if she hadn’t been thrown to the floor by the foot solider when she was brought into his tent he’d have been imposing, but from the fur rug she now laid upon he looked more like an ancient tree towering into the sky than a mortal being. Growing up in the borderlands humans all heard stories of the Orks living beyond the river, and the raiding parties they’d send into the human territory, but she’d never seen one before they arrived at her village that morning. The grunts who’d torn through the village were large themselves, easily a head taller than any man she knew, but this chieftain whom she’d been brought to was even larger than that. In a community which valued power and aggression more than civility, like her human, more civilized brethren, it was no wonder how this man had rose to a rank like his.
Two year anniversary without sex – avoided!! [m/f]
Originally posted on /r/sexover30 — someone suggested that it would fit nicely in this sub too =) I hope ya’ll enjoy:
So, as all of the regulars from /r/sexover30 will know, I left my ex of 15 years in April of 2015. For those that don’t know: Dead bedroom. Little empathy from the ex and very little effort on his part to please me in or out of bed. Long story. Suffice to say, the last time we had sex was for my birthday in the beginning of Sept of 2014.
My 2 year anniversary for not having had sex (with anyone but myself) was looming. I’ll be honest and say it was freaking depressing as hell. I honestly didn’t think I could catch a person’s attention. I didn’t think anyone would want me. The ex didn’t – and he wasn’t exactly a paragon of a man. He made sure, in a ton of subtle ways (and not so subtle), that I knew exactly where I stood with him. Far, far less than his ideal.
Stolen Sacrifice 12: Choices (?/F rp v oral anal)
I like tentacles and I really like rape (in fiction, not in real life). This chapter is one of those ones that *really* hits those buttons. It isn’t about gentle thrusting or even the “rough” scenes in a lot of hentai. It is nasty, wet, and brutal. You can actually see my influences from Overfiend in this one, not to mention quite a lot of the later stuff where there is a bit of blood and violence mixed in with the sex.
**[Stolen Sacrifice 12: Choices](https://tsade.com/nine-sisters/omelas/omelas-02/chapter-12/)** (?/F rp v oral anal)
As Quinn ran for her life, she lost Skein in the twisting streets but came up on the one other person in the city who knew what drove her, the other Omelas. Not only was the girl too young for any sex, her rape could trigger a rampage by the Goddess of Consent who would destroy not only the beast but every living creature in the city.
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A Fun Friday Night [MF] [oral]
A knock at the door startles me from the Netflix marathon I have planned for the rest of my evening. I check my phone. 8:28. A little late for the UPS guy. I take a swig of my beer before pausing my show.
Another knock hits as I make my way to my front door. I open it to find her standing in a long black coat and boots smiling sweetly. A quick jolt of electricity runs through me as I think about ripping it off her and bending her over the couch as she steps through the door. Better not.
“Hey,” she flirts.
“Well, well, well,” I muse leaning against the doorway, “Look who it is.” I give her a long look before continuing, “And what brings you here this fine evening?”
“Just thought I would stop by and say ‘hello’,” she blushes taking a step back.
“Unannounced at this hour?” I inquire.
She laughs timidly and nods her head.
“And what if I have company?”
She steps back once more tightening her coat, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think…” She trails off.
“Didn’t think anyone would be here?” I finish her thought.
How I lost my anal virginity…to my husband of 10 yrs
My husband and I have been together for almost 10 years now. We haven’t had a hugely exciting sex life in comparison to what’s posted on here to be honest but we’ve always been passionate. Recently I lost my anal virginity and it’s been turning me on whenever I think about it since. I’ve never written anything like this, I hope you enjoy!
My husband, 34, is a shade over 6ft, stocky build with dark hair and an oval, powerful face with what you’d call a strong jaw. I’m 30, 5ft 5, 135lbs on a good day with wide hips, blonde hair and perky 34C breasts.
Some time ago, my husband introduced a bit of anal play. We hadn’t talked about it at all but it was so hot. He loves eating me out, one night we’re making out on our king size bed, with me on my back in the middle. The covers thrown on the floor. The lights off. Whilst his tongue is lapping long, broad strokes up my pussy, from deep to my clit, sending a shiver through me as he applies pressure towards the end of his stroke. His big hands are on the inside of my thighs, thumbs gently holding me open and using my juices and his saliva to rub my labia. He fidgets and moves a palm on to the back of my thigh, pushing so my knee is raised and left foot flat on the mattress. This is nothing unusual and as usual he follows with a trick he knows gets me so hot. Pressing his index and middle finger deep inside me in one long push I catch my breath as he works my pussy, I can feel myself opening.
A steamy affair [m/f] with a married coworker: How it started
My secret adventures with Isabella began when we were both 27 years old and working for a medium-sized company in a large US city. I had been employed there about 2 years, Isabella about 4 years, with her informally serving as one of my supervisors. We had a closer friendship than most others in the office, but she was married and I was in a long term (and long distance) relationship.
To provide a mental image on our appearances – Isabella is a hardcore runner and workout freak, which is obvious at first glance: she’s slender and with a muscular hint, about 5 foot 6 inches tall, dark skin, dark hair, tone legs, and DD breasts. She’s very sexy, and has a look that she can give you that sends a shock through your stomach and gets your libido going. I’m 6’1, mostly in shape, on the skinnier side, and generally told that I’m a good looking guy. I’m usually labeled the “nice guy” but have always had an insatiable sex drive – which always surprises and impresses girls when they experience it.
Omelas 2 – Stone Sacrifice 11: Bad News (?/F rp v oral anal)
Nothing happens in this chapter, it is purely world-building.
There is no scenes of sadness where someone she loves dies. It isn’t sudden, even if that happened.
There are no city-sized tentacles coming out of the bay. Quinn doesn’t see the city destroyed in an Urotsukidōji-inspired scene where said imaginary tentacles tear through buildings searing for something. In fact, she doesn’t even run for her life when thousands of tendrils decide that she is the one to rape.
Nope.
**[Stolen Sacrifice 11: Bad News](https://tsade.com/nine-sisters/omelas/omelas-02/chapter-11/)** (?/F rp v oral anal)
Days later, Quinn is anxious to return to her lovers after being grounded. Thoughts of sex floated in her mind. But neither Rober or Skein show up for a long time and she begins to worry. Have they abandoned her? Were they no longer interested now they had their ways with her? Or is the answer far more dire?
**Patrons**
I’m hopefully coming to the end of one commission. Just a little editing and a round or two and I should be up to asking for lovely questions. The next one is going to be *Puppy Mill 2: From the Shadows* (or some other shadow-related title), which has been commissioned. I’m thinking about introducing a number of new characters, new plots, and a couple things happening around the story. Since that is the $5 level for [Patreon](https://www.patreon.com/tsade), those will get to vote on various aspects of the new novel.