The Inspection: Part 2 [D/s] [MDom/femsub] [SM] [Sens Dep] [Control] [No Sex] [HUML] [Costumes] Feedback Appreciated!

(The Inspection: Part 1 can be found here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c2gjnx/the_inspection_part_1_ds_mdomfemsub_sm_sens_dep/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c2gjnx/the_inspection_part_1_ds_mdomfemsub_sm_sens_dep/))

**The Inspection: Part 2**

*“Are you ready to be inspected?”*

The tiniest of sounds escaped her mouth. She wanted to say yes. She croaked a “yes” out loud and felt terrible. **Actually, I want to scream, Yes! Yes. Yes, yes! As loud as I can, yes! because the sound of your voice makes my skin crawl in such a delicious way. Crawl like my feet are stepping on broken glass. Crawl like I’m so interested in pushing the pain.** **Crawl like I need you and I need the things you want to do to me. Crawl – yes. Because I’m yours, you love me like this and I need you to…** She flexed her calves and pointed the toes on her right foot. The lack of vision had made all her other senses come alive. He stroked her hair, softly.

“What do you want?” – he whispered in her ear. ***I’m so into you, but I need you to say it. Please, please say it for me, liebling. I can’t do it without you, you know that. Don’t make me wait, don’t disappoint me.***

The Inspection: Part 1 [D/s] [MDom/femsub] [SM] [Sens Dep] [Control] [No Sex] Light [HUML] [Costumes] Feedback Appreciated!

***The Inspection: Part 1***

*She stood huddled under the ridiculously flimsy umbrella, gazing across the street at the hotel. An ordinary-looking hotel on an unprepossessing street, in an unremarkable quarter of one of France’s dingiest cities, and she couldn’t even summon up the courage to go in.*

*Running over the pedestrian crossing, the hotels’ glass doors sliding back and forwards with a soft whoosh as she dashed in, she shook off the rain and battled to close the stupid umbrella. Approaching the desk timidly, half wondering if somehow, there would be no reservation at all and she could perhaps just turn around and leave with no fuss, no drama, no test of bravado. But, there was. And a keycard. And a pleasantly-bored receptionist who motioned towards the lifts with her head whilst taking a copy of the ID.*

*Crossing the foyer, she walked towards the lifts and waited, running over phrases, expressions, things she wanted to say to him, in her mind. The lift was one of those with a giant mirror covering the back wall and she had to work hard to resist the temptation to primp and fuss with her appearance. A quick slick of lipstick sufficed. Her face looked pale and her skin was still slightly damp from the rain. Uncontrollable hair and a long, black woollen coat completed the look.*

Because [h]er husband asked [m]e to.

Be warned. What follows involves a consensual SM scene that was negotiated in advance. Without this context, it would be downright abusive and wrong. Don’t try this at home without negotiation and safewords and enthusiastic consent.

It was early in October a few years ago. After feeling lonely and depressed for at least a month, I finally decided that what I needed was to get in touch with my friends. While getting out of the house and going to the local munches is difficult in my circumstances, chatting with everyone on Facebook whose status was “available” certainly helped my mood. Reconnections were made. It was nice.

What I really didn’t expect, was a message from one of our old fuck buddies the next day, the Dom in a couple we’ve known since before the iPhone. I’ll call him Azazel. Her wife’s name will be Succubus for the purposes of this story.

“You should go fuck my whore wife. Preferably hard, and in the ass.”

Well. Okay then!

A Brutal Punishment [MF] [sm]

Your husband comes home and the house is a mess. He had asked you to clean it up and this is not the first time that you have neglected your domestic duties. You can tell from the look in his eyes that he is livid, but he doesn’t say a word. Usually he sternly reprimands you when you fail to obey his orders, but now he calmly walks over to you.

Without warning, he raises his hand and slaps you hard across the face. So hard in fact that you nearly fall over and have to catch yourself on a chair. “Look at this house,” he says as he steps closer too you. He grabs you by the throat and presses you against the wall. “Why do I even keep you around” he asks rhetorically as his free hand comes crashing across your face again. The thought of a bruise crosses your mind for a split second before you feel his hand clench tighter around your neck. You can’t breathe and your mind races “what if this is it, what if he finally snapped, why did I waste all my time on Reddit instead of cleaning the house like he asked?” Your heart is pounding and fear overwhelms you as the oxygen is depleted from your lungs. Your vision begins to blur, but just as things start to go dark, he releases your neck and you fall to the floor. You cough and breathe heavily and try to regain your composure. You feel your panties soaked between your legs. You wonder if you’ve ever been this wet before. You rub your cheek and wonder if he’s ever slapped you that hard before. Did the intensity of pain and fear of death really turn you on that much, just how masochistic are you?

The things that I want [F][anal][bd][bdsm][blkmail][bst][buk][cuck][drugs][exh][Fdom][fist][Fsub][huml][mast][nc][oral][prost][reluc][voy][sm][public][freeuse]

I want to be fucked on a park bench.

I want to feel two fists inside me.

I want to be on a leash. I want the leash to clip to my clit piercing.

I want to get choked while I’m being fucked in the ass.

I want to be fucked to an emotional wreck.

I want to be made so wet it drips down my thighs walking around.

I want to feel cum drip down my thighs.

I want to be a 24/7 live-in sub.

I want to know how big of a buttplug I can take.

I want to have all 3 holes abused at the same time.

I want to feel your cum pumping down my throat.

I want to cum so hard it makes me pass out. Every day.

I want to be passed around so many guys I lose count.

I want to my ass gaped.

I want to be a sex-doll.

I want to blow you at the movies.

I want to masturbate over and over again until my body is limp.

Valerie [F] [BDSM] [exh] [mast] [sm]

[Note: The main character is based off of a real person I met at a kinkster munch once! However, everything in this story is OC and fictional, including the name. I’ve only written this so far, but I’d like to gauge interest before writing more. Let me know what you think!]

Valerie clutched her stomach as it gave a deep rumble. She sighed and looked up and around from her old, bulky laptop in vain, knowing she was once again out of ramen. She didn’t think she could stomach another bowl of the salty, squishy noodles anyway. Her body really needed something substantial, but her thin budget—recently raped from paying for the upcoming semester’s tuition and rent for her shitty couch space—considerably limited her options. She sank back into the frayed green couch and hoped the hunger pangs would subside.

About half of the time, they would go away if she could distract herself well enough, either by watching a movie or finding something interesting to research on the net. What always worked, however, was finding some other, stronger physical stimulation.

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 4) [MF][Fsub][Mast][Oral][Handjob][Sex][Anal][Buk][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 4)**

The common room wasn’t busy, but there were still about a dozen other girls lounging on couches and chairs, all first years based on their pajamas and piping. None of them seemed shy that their nipples were visible, and in a few cases, their pussies, since some of them were sitting with a leg draped over a chair or couch.

“Is it always this…um…” Regina paused. “Informal?”

“You’re free to be naked down here if you want, though you’d probably get cold. I mean, we keep the temperature a bit warmer here on our side of the dorm, but seriously, my nips have been stiff for two days now.” Regina glanced at her roommate, seeing she wasn’t exaggerating, then, when she saw what was on the TV and went white.

“What the hell?” She hissed. “You’re watching porn?”

“Watch the archaic the swearing, dummy.” Kiera said, leaning in to whisper. “And no, that’s Grey’s Anatomy. Dr. McSomething-or-other…I don’t really follow the show…is just fucking one of the new interns. She’s got some nice tits, though.” Kiera offered.

“But they’re, like, actually fucking. Like, that guy’s a famous actor, and that’s his penis…actually penetrating that woman.”

Play With Me – Part 1 [MF] [D/s] [SM]

First-time poster. Criticism and critiques welcome. More to share if interested.

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This whole week has been so dull. Nothing eventful, nothing interesting, just so utterly unexciting. I was headed here regardless, but when I noticed she was walking this way, too, I felt a bit of my boredom slip away. Few people know about the Hall, but those who do often pique interest in ways of their own. I make my way there, glad to feel less bored as I study her as she walks about 12 feet ahead of me. I don’t close the distance any. I try to guess why you’re going to the Hall; if it’s also to get a little excitement after a tedious week.

She walks well in her black wedges. Her long auburn hair is wavy and bounces ever so slighty behind her as she moves along down the corridor. The Hall is not easy to find, but once you’re in the hallway to it, there’s only one path to follow to its entrance a few minutes away. It leads downwards and twists every so often, giving me time to wonder about her motives and stare at her truly lovely ass. I didn’t see her walk in the corridor before me; she must have just entered the doorway before I did. Perhaps as I was setting my empty glass on the bar, I think to myself.

Submissive Adventures Part 1 [Fsub][D/s][HUML][SM][Stretching][unusual objects][wand][masturbation]

I always knew I was a slut, but I think I outdid myself today. Just thinking about it and I get excited. It started like a semi-normal day, my phone beeps with my morning message from Sir with my task: going to run errands with a butt plug and no panties. While at the store, buying at least 3 objects that will stretch my pussy out, then fuck all 3 of them for Sir with my collar on. Today was going to be a fun day!

I made sure to get right to work, doing everything I needed to get done before the horniness got too distracting. I knew that Sir and I would be texting and that he would say something to get me going very soon. But even without the texting, thinking was difficult, my breasts are so sore! I am really paying for those clothespins last night. 4 on each tit, I think it is a new record. I can’t help but rub them gently through my shirt, reminding me of what I did, then as ordered by Sir I lift my shirt and rub them directly, gently, tenderly. My body reacting to my touch, my mind wandering. I even have a small bruise, it makes me so proud and Sir takes the time to remind me of it. I managed to finish my work, ate a quick lunch and showered before heading out to run errands.

Bondage Dating

**bondage dating**

today I want to devote myself to a very beloved passion of mine, Bondage Dating. I as a masochist love such dates very much because several of my desires are served. I am dominated, restricted in my movements, made available for every action that the dominant sadist wants to commit to me, I am strapped to his imagination, I am deprived of my movements. I am at that moment an object of his lust, I love this hopeless pressure, the shackles, the leather, the chains and the ropes. At the same time Bondage Dating is an aesthetic gathering, it’s an art session and I’m part of this erotic gorgeous session. Bondage dating is helplessness. hopelessness and that is so exciting that the pleasure knows no increase, it is perfect. With Bondage Dating you can incorporate all the other exciting fetishes of BDSM, whether Tease & Denial, Orgasm Control, Anal Sex, and so on …… All these beautiful, exciting, extremely lust-provoking fetishes merge into Bondage Dating wonderful blandness of a BDSM session in which I lose myself, go beyond my limits of lust and become completely one with my erotic desires and their fulfillment.

**sm relationship meaning**