[MF] [femdom] Dnd style Half orc archdruid having her way with an elven prince

Content:  femdom Blood, strangling, biting, knifes, ownership oral and non con roleplay between a half orc having her way with an elven prince its what you’d expect based on a real roleplay.
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Woosh an arrow whizzes past your ear embedding itself in the tree to your right;

You’ve been seen by the raiding party.

As the ginger wood elf prince continues running through the woods arrows are fired past his head, thunking into treas as he books it through the once peaceful woods.  His village has just been raided by a rival settlement of orcs.

               Checks his AC its not high enough” –
-Dungeon master Heh (…get it……)
An arrow catches your cloak of elven kind pinning you to a tree. 

             (Rolls a failed strength check)

You can feel the panic growing in your chest as you strugge to free yourself of the arrow keeping you pinned by the cloak. The panic nearly nearly explodes in your chest as you feel a large hand grasp you by the waist. You’re forcably ripped  off the tree but Your pinned cloack catches your neck, cutting off your air supply for a brief moment before.. snap! the clasp breaks with a sharp crack.

Her bf couldn’t do it [MF]

So I have a friend who personality wise is the female version of me. Her name is Sam and we definitely don’t have too many boundaries with each in person or when we talk. One night I get a text from her asking how often I have sex. My instant response I texted back was not enough at all. Then told her the truth of average once a week. We talked about it a little more then I had to ask since there was so many questions running through my head now. I sent her a text well how often do you get to have sex. To my shock she tells me like 1 time a month at most. She tells me her boyfriend is always saying he’s too tired so she lets him sleep. I apologize to her and tell her there is no way I could ever resist someone coming on to me no matter how tired I was. The topic stays on our sex lives and how we both wish we could be having so much more. After a while I finally say “I just want someone to let me use them as my sex doll. Fold them how I want use whatever hole and make them cover my cock in their cum!” I get a Snapchat from you that your biting your bottom lip and in text tell me I can’t say stuff like that. Totally confused I ask why and you tell me by me saying that just made your panties soaked which is hard to do with just words as your more of a visual person. All of a sudden I had cotton mouth and my mind was going nuts. I have always thought she was sexy but hearing her say that sent chills down my spine and I could feel my cock swell. I found a GIF on the internet of a position I’ve always wanted to try and sent it to her with a laughing face and said this is what I’m talking about I want to try this so bad. There’s a really long pause and I worry that I took it too far. I started stressing out because this is one of my friends and 1 of the only ones I don’t hide from ever or anything. My phone finally goes off that I received a text. Sams text reads “ I fucking hate you right now!!!” I couldn’t help but laugh and had a pretty good idea that what I just said made her soaking wet. The conversation stayed very sexual from there. We both confessed we missed getting to have wild sex. I made it a point to admit I wanted to have a threesome and more frequently fucks even if that meant having someone other than my girlfriend. Sam admitted how sexy it would be to have a FFM threesome. But said her boyfriend would never go for it. He doesn’t like changing things up at all. Sam went on to say that’s part of the reason why what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. I sent her a smirk and she began to explain what she meant. Sam said if she found the right couple she had an attraction to and knew they were looking for a third she would throw herself to them and not tell her boyfriend. I had to ask at that point if there’s anything else she hasn’t told him about that she has done. Sams one word answer was yes and tried to change the subject. I didn’t let that happen but knew she wouldn’t tell me yet. So we continued talking about kinks and fantasy we had that hopefully one day could do. As both our nights got busy the conversation dwindled down and we just started sending normal stuff back and forth to each other.

A random number [f]rom my phone leads to the [m]ost unexpected animalistic experience

It was 2019 and I was living at college alone in a single room. I was horny so I juat started backtracking people I had on my phone. I mean some of these girls I haven’t talked to in years! Eventually I did the name Annie in my contacts. I don’t remember an Annie. So just for kicks i hit her with the “hey” text.

She replies nearly immediately with “hey, how r u”. So she knows who I am. I just cut straight to the chase. Next message is straight up “u up?” She immediately writes “yeah. You wanna hang?” I say yeah. She asked for the Addy and boom, she is on her way.

Now, I can’t stress this enough. I have NO idea who this person is. I forgot what she looks like, how I even got this number. I mean, clearly she went to the same school as me but that’s all I knew. It was about as blind a hookup as it could be.

[FM] The time I (a repressed Indian girl) got fingered in public by a foreign stranger (Part 2)

Well since y’all liked my first story so much, I thought I’d share more :) Part 1 [HERE.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kayb4c/fm_the_time_i_a_repressed_indian_girl_got/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

This is with Noah only. The incident literally after the last one (when I let him finger me in public after meeting him at a club in Berlin). Honestly this was a few years ago so I don’t remember what exactly our conversation was lol but I do remember the incident here and there so wrote it from memory + some creative leniency. Also some of you asked me in my inbox, I was 21 during this time and he was 24!

Noah and I had found our way back inside the club. My friend had already gone back to her tinder dates’ place so me and the other friend were left. She wasn’t feeling it too much with the other guy so she wanted to just go home and I agreed that I’ll go with her. She insinuated that if I wanted to stay or go with Noah I could but as I mentioned in the last story, this was not gonna happen cause apart from the thrill I felt, I was now also feeling a bit shitty (years of shame around sex will do that to you lol).

The time I 24[F] helped a friend 26[M] get over his broken heart – Part two

IMPORTANT: Everything was consensual on both sides.

 

My door rang and I buzzed Marco in. 2 Minutes later he knocked on my door and immediately after opening it he rushed in, shut the door, and pinned me against the pillar in my living room, dropping his backpack on the floor. He let his hands wander through my hair, down my back to my ass and pulled me closer to him. Our tongues collided again and again while he kept me pressed against him with one hand and used the other to unzip his pants. I helped him undress and tore away my shirt. I only wore a yellow shirt with no bra and a drenched, green thong

 

While I waited for Marco to arrive, I kept myself busy with edging. I was so horny and need him inside me fast! I pushed him towards my bedroom, but he just grabbed me again and pushed me on the backside of my couch. He lifted me on it and after hastily pulling down his boxers, he pulled aside my thong and pushed his rock-hard cock in. He didn’t go easy and hammered himself inside me. The first thrusts I let out sharp, short moans. His balls slapped against my asshole. We were entangled and I felt like biting him in the shoulder. Marco pulled out quickly turned me around and bent me over the couch. I was supporting this position with my arms on the couch seats.

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 6 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**”Vessel of Corruption”**

Althea squirmed and writhed beneath the gaunt fanatic’s touch. The bony fingers held fast. When the four plagued cultists holding Althea’s ankles began chanting in the dark forbidden tongue of demons, the young acolyte darted her frightened gaze amongst them. Whirling like heatless flames, the black light wreathed the woman’s claws, but suddenly the accursed energy plunged into the priestess’ navel. To Althea’s astonishment, she felt no pain. Instead a dull itch spread outward from her belly button. “What? What’s happening to me?!” the young cleric cried out. Craning her neck, she looked down to see the dreaded patchwork of black mold appearing in small spots around her navel. They almost looked like birthmarks, they were so small. But they were there all the same, and there were nine of them. Just like the nine glowing rings around the altar. And in that moment the priestess recalled the association of the number nine with death… Nihilipox, could that be the name of the demon lord of undeath? Though she wanted to delve deeper the memories from her studies in the temple library, another spiking sensation tore her from her thoughts.

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 5 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg]

**”The Temple of the Unclean Sire”**

Althea held her staff out ahead and stood as straight as possible. Sucking in her stomach, she began the squeeze through the mysterious crevice. She wasn’t sure whether to be grateful or disgusted by the fact that the smelly, slippery slime lubricated her body just enough to pop through the narrow stone gap. Althea shuddered at the foul essence that coated her body. Blinking a few times, she quickly recognized her new location as some sort of storage room.

The stone walls appeared hand-worked, but the numerous cracks that ran along the surfaces stood out in dark contrast. She held up her glowing stick for a closer look, only to confirm her suspicions. Black mold filled the cracks, though clearly far tamer than the stuff that killed… Fabian and Lorna.

“Goddess forgive me… how could I have forgotten?” she said softly, a tear forming in her eye. Due to the trauma suffered at the hands of the two zombies, she nearly forgot all about her fallen comrades. She briefly bowed her head and closed her eyes in silent prayer.

That time I learned Watching was More Fun… (True Story, MF, rough sex, voyeurism)

Since y’all liked my last true story, I’d figure I’d give you something spicier. Forgive me if it’s not as polished as my usual style, but it’s a true story so fuck it. Enjoy.

In college, I met my best friend Adam. For five years, it was non-stop debauchery.

Constant drinking, stressing and studying in that order. Parties, sporting events, we were practically inseparable. We have so much in common, honestly I’m surprised that we never dated. I mean, we hooked up from time to time, but there was never much more than that. Mostly because Im was more into women.

College guys, very few of them are good at sex. I learned that quickly. Honestly, if i got asked “Did you cum?” after getting pummeled without foreplay, I’d probably riot. Adam was an exception, but he didn’t make me cum nearly the same way women did.

Plus, I wasn’t really into rough sex. He was.

Adam was 200 pounds of pure steel, built like a freight train, and after sex, you felt like you were hit by one. Spanking, hair pulling, choking, slapping, stress positions. If Adam came, and the girl wasn’t bruised and unable to walk, he was in a sad mood until he could redeem himself.

Jay And Charlotte’s Kinky Time

Jay sat down at the bar and he glanced at this beautiful woman sitting alone. They caught eyes and so Jay got up and took a seat next to here and he introduced himself and offered to buy her a drink. She said hello and that her name was Charlotte. They talked for awhile and they were really connecting with each other. They each looked at one another at times and smiled. Jay couldn’t help but notice her long, slick curvey legs and her cleavage pouring out of her dress. His eyes glanced at every inch of her sexy body, she had the perfect buttocks.

Jay asked Charlotte if she play pool, and she said a little. Charlotte won the coin toss and got to break.

“I just love to break balls” she said. Jay laughed. She had a sense of humor. Sinking some in the pocket she got to shoot again. She moved passed Jay and brushed against him. Jay could feel her radiating heat off her body, feel the softness of her body and hair as it brushed against his face, he could smell her perfume. Jay was hooked. He knew he had to have her from that point on.

[FF] Max’s first time with a girl

1 The club

‘Come on, Maxine!’ Said Rebecca, smiling. She tugged on Max’s hand, the bracelets on her wrist clanking as she dragged Max inside the club.

‘I dunno,’ said Max, pushing a thick ringlet behind her ear. ‘Maybe I’ll just head home.’

‘What?’ said Rebecca, who stopped in her tracks and put her hands on her waist and pouted. Her eyes shone in annoyance. ‘You are coming in here. You are going to dance. And you are going to have a good time,’ she said.

‘But Andrew used to take me here,’ Said Max plaintively.

‘Fuck Andrew,’ said Rebecca. ‘He is an asshole for breaking up with you.’ She looked at Max in her off-the-shoulder black dress, her stiletto boots. She laughed. ‘I mean look at you,’ she said. ‘How could anyone in their right mind want to dump that?’

‘You…you think so?’ Said Max, shyly.

‘Of course,’ said Rebecca. ‘I’ll prove it.’ She turned away from Max. ‘‘Hey,’ said yelled, grabbing two guys that were walking past, one in jeans and a shirt, the other on a baseball cap and hoodie. ‘Is my friend hot?’