Domestic Discipline. Part 1. [M/F] [BDSM] [Fdom] [Spanking]

Domestic Discipline.

A Journey of Male Submission.

“I want your pants around your ankles as soon as you get home.”

A loud bang rang out through the office as William dropped his fork onto his desk, completely shocked by the text that his wife had just sent him. He quickly glanced around, making sure that no one could read his phone, finding everyone else in the office engrossed in their own business.

Electricity ran through his body as he read the message again, simultaneously excited and terrified, as he quickly replied.

“Why? What did I do?”

Within seconds his phone lit up again. Jen simply sent a picture of his dirty coffee cup, sitting in the sink. He was in a rush this morning and forgot to wash it before leaving, and that was enough for Jen to instigate a punishment.

They had been together for more than six years, but in the last two weeks, their dynamic had changed completely. It only took one incident, a seemingly innocent event, that had changed their relationship forever.

Friday night pegging my bf

Dressed in a black corset, black thigh high boots and my pretty pink harness holding the vixskin bandit cock. Oh how I love to stroke that 7″ thick cock. Hubby is my little slut for the night and knows that he is in for an exciting pleasurable night. The blacklight is on and the music is playing. I sit in a chair and tell him to get on his knees in front of me. He knows what he must do before he is allowed any anal pleasure. On his knees he starts sucking and licking my cock while making eye contact with those sexy blue eyes of his. I am getting very excited and holding his head start to push it up and down on the cock while I thrust upwards. I can tell he is enjoying this as I am too. I ask him to take all 7″ in his mouth. He takes it all in and I hold his head there for just a few seconds and then he pulls up gasping for air but smiling at the same time. He starts sucking faster and I am getting to the point of orgasm just from the sight of him sucking so good. He has done his job and has given me my first orgasm of the night.

Off to the Lake House with Sofie | Part 3 | [MF] [INC]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sra6f2/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_1_mf_inc/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/su3zcv/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_2_mf_inc/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/suyv49/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_3_mf_inc/) (You’re here.)

“Yep, that’s termites alright.”

The owner stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the picture of the wall on Sofie’s phone.

“Damn. Normally this wouldn’t be a huge deal but given the structural weakness we found in the other infested cabin next to yours, I don’t feel safe leaving you two in there.”

We agreed. Moreso from the ick-factor than engineering concerns. The owner looked at his computer screen.

“I’ll see what else we have. We’re pretty booked right now, but I’ve known your dad for what, over ten years now?” He laughed. “I’ll find a place for you two, don’t worry.”

We nervously waited in silence. Sofie looked up at me with her big eyes, her petite hands were in her lap; she looked adorable.

“There is the mansion on Pinehill.” He scoffed. “But that’s generally left open for … well, let’s just say it’s an 8-bedroom. 6000 square feet.”

I laughed. Sofie joked that she’d get scared in such a big and empty house at night.

I [M] participated in a semen study

Last year I responded to an ad looking for volunteers for a men’s sexual health study. What can I say, I was bored during covid. Anyway, when I arrived at the facility for my first meeting I was told that the purpose of the study was twofold: 1) to identify the effect of abstinence on semen quality (measured by volume, sperm count, motility etc), and 2) to determine if daily ED medication had any effect on the same parameters. Being that I was a healthy 34 year old man without ED, my participation was to be broken into two phases: first I would provide data without medication, and then 30 days later again after having been on the medication.

My first time part 3 a true story.

Ok first just want to thank my followers and my fans I have a lot of new friends and that’s a turn on.

So if you read part 1 you know a little about me and if you read part 2 you know a lot more.

Part 3 I am going to open up alot more to you and as always I promise this is all true and all participants are 18 and older.

Alright this takes place the next day after part 2.

The next day me and my friend were still horny for each other. We text dick pics and talked about our next get together. I told him I wanted to suck his nuts dry. I could nurse on that cock all dame day.

By the end of the day we both had to take a break and masterbate . We were both turnd on so much.

I think I was catching feeling for this man . But how?
I’m a guy it’s not supposed to be this way. But true to myself I was falling in love.

The Adventures of Frank and Karen. [Part 2] [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

 Thanksgiving with my friends was as always a major party.
Friends I haven’t  seen in a year came out of hibernation. 
The food was laid or should I say heaped upon the sideboard.
Along with a very liberal helping of alcohol made for an evening of drunken merrymaking.

However much fun this evening had been that is not what I wish to tell you about. 
What is important to this chronicle is the phone call I received around 10:30 that evening. 
It was Karen calling.
“Frank, Hi it’s Karen I hope I’m not calling you to late, am I ?
I just couldn’t take the chance that you might leave tomorrow without me getting a chance to see you again.” She said.
“Karen, I’m going to be in town until Monday afternoon.
Is there any chance you will also be around until then?” I asked.
“Karen I’m glad you called I haven’t been able to think about anything else since last night.
Never have I met anyone as free and exciting.

The Amazon (H/M) – Part 2

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“It’s never going to fit,” I said as I hovered above the largest cock I had ever seen.

“Yes, it will. But, you need to trust me.”

“Okay, I’ll try,” I murmured as I slowly began to lower myself down. Then, as the massive cock-head touched my cheeks for the first time, I was brought back to the present. No more time for reminiscing. It was time for me to bind myself to Auzora. As I continued to lower, her massive head started to spread my checks impossibly wide, yet they spread. Then it happened. I felt it kiss my puckered brown star. I rested there for a second to calm my nerves and psych myself up for the plunge.

“I can do this,” I whispered in a voice I thought only I could hear, but it would seem Amazons have better hearing than humans because Auzora said, “Yes, you can, and it will feel amazing for both of us. Just take it slow; there is no rush. Take all the time you need and take breaks when you need to. Just remember this fuck has to be all you, and you have to take me balls deep for the ceremony to work. Once you have taken me to the balls, you will have to do the stroking yourself. I cannot help at all other than to stabilize you. This is the start of your new, better life. Having you do all the work on our first fuck is a demonstration of ultimate trust and submission.”

Best Friend’s Secret [mf][trans][romance]

## Chapter 1 – Finally Together

Our story starts with Matt and Cindy two best friends that had just graduated
high school. They returned to Cindy’s house. Her parents had a stop to make
before returning home, so they had the house to themselves. Matt had loved Cindy
and wanted her to be his girlfriend for a long time, but had trouble working up
the courage to ask her. To everyone around them, they were already dating, but
to each other they had yet to make it official. According to Matt’s plans, that
would change today.

“Cindy, will you be my girlfriend?”

“I-i’d love to Matt… but there’s something I need to tell you first.”

“Okay, what is it?”

“I’m transgender. I have a penis.”

Matt’s entire world flipped upside down. His best friend was trans? Since when?
They’d been friends since she was eight and she’d always been a girl.

“S-since when? I never thought you were anything but a girl.”

“I *am* a girl!”

“Nonono, that’s not what I meant. Like, I thought you were *always* a girl.”

“Oh. Sorry, I guess I’m just feeling defensive ’cause I was worried you’d be
upset.”

The test of masculinity

Hello, I’m a complete armature writer. In fact I was always bad at English class. Im also dyslexic so its not a perfectly written story. But I enjoy making these erotic stories. So please go easy on me as I’m not even close to a pro. Hope you enjoy it and let me know if you want a part 2

I was walking down the street and a strange part of town. It wasn’t a bad part of town it just seemed to be where a lot of weird things would happen. Black magic shops. Palm readers. Voodoo shops. And honestly had a very bowling vibe to the area.

When I came across a small alley with the door lit up on the end. Intrigued I walk down the alleyway and read the sign read it read ” masculinity test” in large bold font. Followed by smaller font reading ” the ultimate test of your masculinity”

Being a 6 ft tall man pretty fit short brown hair blue eyes and a 7-inch cock I thought that I would be able to prove it this test no problem. I had no intention of stopping any of the shops here but I suddenly felt compelled to prove myself. So I pushed the door and a little bell rings and stuff inside

Jewish girl next door Chaya and I hooked up again. Mind blowing fuck – and – she wanted to try anal. [MF]

I’m very happy to say that I recently got another chance to see Chaya, who I have previously written about here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rqs0f0/two_hour_fuck_and_ass_play_marathon_with_cute/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rqs0f0/two_hour_fuck_and_ass_play_marathon_with_cute/)

Who knows where this tête-à-tête will go, dear readers, but for now I am enjoying the wild sex and incredible chemistry.

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It was late on a Monday afternoon in my office and I got just the email I had been waiting on for a couple months. I grabbed my phone:

“Chaya – great news. I have a meeting in town next Wednesday. Any chance you want to get together?” I knew what the answer would probably be, but almost immediately her response came:

“This is the best news!! Did you want to get together before, after, or both?” That’s my girl.

“As much fun as it would be to go to a meeting with dirty secrets and a huge smile on my face 😈 I don’t think there would be time.”

“Well, ok, what time is the meeting, so I can content myself with sending you naughty texts during? 😈”