Hotel Getaway

I pick you up from work. It has been a long day for you with patients, pages, and a never-ending task list. I feel you need a relief. You get into my car and I kiss you and then whisper in your ear that I am proud of you, and you smile and ask where we are going. I say nothing, but I hand you a blindfold and with another smile, half annoyed half charmed, you put it on.

I drive around, circling blocks, turning on and off the high way for no reason so that you get lost as to where we are. We stop. I lead you out of the car, though a room where you hear pinging, echoes, and a lot of other people. You look confused, and probably worry what these people must be thinking. You keep walking and hear a “ding ding.” The sound is familiar, but you can’t place it. You hold onto me, pleading to for me to tell you where we are what we are doing. I whisper, “trust me”. We take a few step forwards. You hear doors closing, and the floor shifts up. You know the feeling and ask me if we are in an elevator. I kiss your cheek, quieting your questions.

The Games She Plays (Part 4) [MF][voy][exh][reluc][mast][ENF][blkmail]

**The Games She Plays (Part 4) [MF][voy][exh][reluc][mast][ENF][blkmail]**

**Part 4**

She checked online to see if the hackers had even noticed that she’d done her task, and she was surprised to see a little check mark next to the original note. They were fast, or they had spies everywhere. She stripped down to actually get dressed, underwear and all, when a message popped up.

Morel: Do you ever wear clothes, Red?

Regina: I was changing and you just *somehow* managed to catch me naked.

M: The coach seemed to like it.

R: Did you let him know I was going to be there?

M: He’s the track coach, I imagine he’s there a lot. Bad or good luck, depending on how you look at it. It turns out we had access to his machine, too, so we thought you might want to see this.

Folders popped up with pictures of her. He’d even managed to quietly snap some pictures of Regina stretching. She blushed at the near-pornographic views of her body. She saw videos, and saw him undress, getting them both towels before their shower. He popped a little blue pill in the process.

The Dream

She told me she want to hear every detail what she looked like how it felt, everything. She leaned back in the chair wearing one of my button ups, she always said she felt sexy in my shirts. She unbuttoned it all the way spread her legs and put one on the table. The soft purple panties she was wearing were already wet. She ran her hand down her chest exposing her beautiful breast and then into her panties, she moaned softly and told me to start.

I was at work dreading the day because we had our small department meeting which are so dull. I sat at my normal spot at the table right in the middle. Then she came in. Our new intern beautiful skin, amazing eyes small perky breast and a petite frame. She was wearing a blue and yellow short sundress that plunged deep down her chest. She had a tattoo going down her left arm a bunch of beautifully colored flowers. She clearly was not wearing a bra as the dress was very form fitting and you could see her nipples poking through the dress.

The best sexual experience a teenager(18yo) can imagine [MF] (almost MFF)

This is my first story and definitely the best experience of my sex life. I sometimes don’t believe myself that it happened.

On we go. The story takes place in my school times. All 3 of us were teens back then (Let’s say we were 18 ;)). Just so you can imagine my perspective better – I am an average looking guy at the time. Quite slim, tall and a tad muscular but nothing that screams “HOT!”, with light brown, medium length hair. I live in a medium sized town, in a suburban area that resembles more a countryside than a suburb. The summer break has just started and my beautiful GF (the first girl I ever had sex with) has left for a sports camp. During her absence I renewed my relationship with one of her best friends – Ivy. It’s important to note that Ivy helped me a lot when I was trying to go out with my GF. We were chatting everyday about how I should impress her and she was very supportive. It’s safe to say that had it not been for Ivy I would not end up with my GF.

A night out with [f]riends [m]akes an unexpected turn

I was invited out with some friends to go to a club known pretty well for its atmosphere and the drugs that could be found. Kenny was an old friend who I saw occasionally but didn’t hang out with much. Andy was a gay friend of Kenny’s. They were roommates for two years of college. Ginny was Kenny’s girlfriend at the time of this story. Stephanie was friends with Ginny and Andy. She was lesbian. Steph and Ginny had invited along a girl named Katie.

Andy was tall with shoulder-length, light brown hair that he tied back. Ginny was a short, light-skinned Latina with dark curly hair. Kenny had short brown hair, was wiry and lanky. Stephanie had short hair and a strong, athletic physique. Katie was about 5’4″, midway between Ginny and Steph, a petite brunette, but with a platinum pixie-cut.

Together, the 6 of us were going to the club to party a little and score some Ecstasy. We all met at Kenny’s and drove downtown together. Kenny said Andy was the best at getting the drugs we wanted. Once we had the stuff, we were quickly heading to Kenny’s place. I hadn’t taken any in aover a year and considered myself having mostly “outgrown” partying in general. Andy, Kenny, Ginny, and Steph dabbled in the party scene regularly. I also suspected they were into smoking some harder stuff. Katie had never done E, and Steph had brought her along to try it for the first time.

Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]

Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.

NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.

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Chapter 2

Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.

Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.

Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez.

Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]

Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.

NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.

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Chapter 2

Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.

Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.

Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez.

Sadist

What a sadist is ?
I’ve been thinking about what a **sadist** is, because I am a masochist. There exist already some articles about this subject, most of them try to fathom the topic psychologically. I just want to write from the point of view of a woman who does not want to explain, but wants to show the meaning for herself.
**What is sadism?** I begin to explain **sadism**, because it is the essence that gives the **sadist** his intense appeal. Sadism is the passion and irrepressible pleasure and joy to humiliate your partner, to cause her pain, to show her your own sexual power with every breath, to express her your own presence, to make her aware that only your own will counts that she is completely dominated and and that this is all verbal as well as physical. All this is sadism and a **masochist** woman loves it when a man lives for it.
**What is a sadist or sadist lover?** Now we are already in the middle of the subject, **what a sadist or a sadist** **lover is?** **A sadist or sadist lover** knows lustfully, skillfully, very dominantly to use his power. He has this particular aroma of lust, power, superiority, which makes a woman tremble with devotion, longing, desire, and surrender. He builds up in her an immense demand to let dominate herself, to serve him to his will, to give herself completely to his sexual pleasure, dominance and his sexual play, that this desire reaches a barely enduring intensity. He knows what he wants and gets it, he does not ask he just takes it.
**What is a sadomasochistic relationship?** To understand what a **sadist** is, I need to describe **what a sadomasochistic relationship is**. Today I am describing exclusively the sexual aspect. Every **sadist** finds his optimal partner in a **masochist**. This woman desires, implies, implores, pain, humiliation, being used because she wants it, and above all because it is the only way of salvation for her. In a **sadomasochistic relationship** between a **sadist** and a **masochist**, based on the sexual passion of the two, the **sadistic dominance** of the man and the **masochistic devotion** of the woman are lived out, according to the preferences of both. The woman longs for imploring, begging the dominance of the man. I will illustrate this by an example. In this example, I will also introduce extremely intense and amusing game styles of the **BDSM / SM**, which will be described in more detail in later articles. There are **tease & denial**, **bondage** and **orgasm control**.
The **sadis**t enters the room, the **masochist** is already naked and full of longing, after **bondage**, after stimulating and treating her private parts to the border of the orgasm and then to get him denied (**Tease & Denial**) the power of the **sadist** to decide if she gets no, one or many orgasms (**orgasm control**), after pain humiliation, to get used and humiliated by the **sadist**. The **sadist** knows it, this sexual power excites him, makes him even more powerful and the masochist is even more willing to get used by him. The **sadist** plays with her as he likes, without worrying about what she wants, as long as he wants it and puts him in a lusty intoxication until his complete fulfillment and satisfaction. She is surrendered to him, is reluctant after this treatment because it fulfills her and gives her the ultimate satisfaction.

Force in Balance, Part 2 [sci-fi, Mf, oral, light reluc, light Mdom] (Star Wars)

*This is Part 2 of my story, which was inspired by a post over on /r/DirtyWritingPrompts a while back now. I’ll link Part 1 in the comments since I don’t think I’m allowed to in the description? Anyway, as before, this is obviously not meant to be 100% true to SW canon but I’d love to hear any other feedback! Parts 3 and 4 will be coming ASAP as well. Enjoy!*

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Lai Phen shifted in her seat. Droids had brought drinks and light refreshments for her and Darth Votrus, and now they sat across from each other at a small table on the terrace, eating and drinking silently. The Sith master regarded Lai Phen intensely. Though his expression was neutral, he seemed to be evaluating her the entire time they ate, judging her by whatever unknown criteria. At long last, Votrus spoke.

“Tell me, padawan,” he said, setting down his glass only for a droid to scuttle over and refill it. “How old were you when you came to the Jedi?”

Heather and Joe Part 3

A week later in the study of Heather’s father a loud “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?” was heard. Heather’s stepmom came quickly into the room. Thomas was sitting there with a rapidly reddening face. On the screen was Joe’s picture of Heather. It didn’t take him long to track down Joe’s address and his mother’s two work locations. He sent her an email requesting a meeting. She agreed to meet him at lunch. They met outside the business and sat at a table under a tree.

“Look, I know you value your time, so I’ll be brief.” Thomas open his laptop and typed.

“Your son is a tutor at school working with my daughter.” He showed Joe’s mother a picture of Heather. She arched an eyebrow in mild surprise, but said nothing.

“He drew this picture of her and posted it on a porn site.” He said accusingly showing the picture of Joe’s work.

She looked at the picture, but again said nothing.

“She’s a good girl with a clean reputation. She’ll be going to college soon and we want her to get a good start in life.” Thomas said.

“Is she 18 yet?” Joe’s mom asked.