Tag: Straight

[MF][D/s][Piss] Obedience is better than sacrifice.

I️ have to pee. I️ really have to pee, damn it. “He is going to be mad” I️ thought to myself. We were out at the state fair with gross port-a-potties. Damn it, why didn’t I️ go when he first asked me at the house? It is too late now,guess I️ will just have to deal with the consequences.

We are standing in line for the next ride, The Vomit Pusher. A ride we both said we wanted to ride as soon as went went through the gates. I️ look at the excitement in your eyes and feel bad because I️ know soon they will turn and you will be angry at me. I️ tug on your shirt and lean close to you. “Sir” I️ whisper. You face changes from the happy go lucky smile to a stern cold raised eyebrow and growl.

You know by which title I️ use what is wrong. We only use Sir and Mr outside in the world. When we are at home we use other filthy names. Sir is for discipline and correcting me. Mr is for teaching and rewarding me. Read more »

Rush Part Two [4Some] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism] [BDSM] [Fetish/Kink]

“You changed your hair color.”

“So did you,” She teased as she put the almost empty glass of champagne down on the table and sat down in the chair next to mine.

“Wig.”

“Dye,” She shrugged. “The color wasn’t appropriate for my next campaign, so I was told to dye it.”

“So you are…”

She lifted her index finger with a perfect French-tip nail up to her pouty matte nude lips. The blush colored gold and lace mask that donned her face accentuated her new honey blonde curls and reminded me of those unique colored curls she had that night. The layered gold choker necklace that wrapped loosely around her delicate neck, drew attention to the plunging neckline of the revealing gold sequined halter top; a small gold disc laid just between her perfect sun-kissed breasts. A micro mini skirt that barely covered her toned ass and tanned long legs shimmered with each movement as gold strappy heels adorned her French-tipped manicured feet. She looked every bit the model I knew she was that night.

“No names. Once we put our masks on, our outside identities are left behind for the night. This gives us the freedom to indulge in who we want to be or who we truly are.” Read more »

Sixteen (ch 6-7) (Possible trigger warning, non-con / force)

Don’t miss the beginning! Ch 1-2: https://redd.it/830r3q

Ch 3: https://redd.it/838ha8

Ch 4-5: https://redd.it/83c7zo

Chapter 6

The Beast

He is just about to rip the bed to shreds when his ears perk at a noise downstairs. He turns, focusing his senses. Footsteps on the stairs, the scent of fresh blood, apple, and something else, something familiar. He will tear apart the unlucky soul that chose this night to pilfer his home. He steps out into the hallway, letting out a low growl to strike fear into the heart of this would be thief.

‘Big brown eyes.’ Not loving, not trusting. Frozen in fear. ‘What? No. Why did she come back? She ran away. This is a trick!’ He roars and swipes towards her, anger and disbelief clouding his rational thought. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” he roars, loudly enough to shake the very walls around them. This causes her to shriek, and cower. He catches her by the neck and lifts her up. Her weight is nothing to him. He growls to himself as he heads back into the bedroom with her. Time for the beast to have his fun.

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Selling Real Estate [MF]

I had just moved to a small town a couple of years after graduating from college for work. For a small town though, it had a phenomenal number of real estates trying to sell or rent out properties. The reason for this, was the town had a seasonal population due to a university campus located there. There were advantages and disadvantages with having so many real estates in a town of 60,000 people. The advantages were the abundance of homes for rent and the low rentals. The disadvantages were that by shopping around was that it inevitably took longer to find a perfect place. After checking out about 5 agencies, I saw this apartment that looked ideal. I rang the agent for an inspection, but their policy was for supervised visits only. Read more »

Dirty Sex in the Laundry Room [voy][MF][mast][monster cock]

It was a quiet Sunday morning when my horny landlady, Mrs. Sinclair left for her weekly trip to Thunder Bird casino fifty miles away. If she stays true to her schedule, she won’t be home until dinner time. With her gone, I feel free to use the house, hang out by the pool and do some laundry in peace. Shasta, her twenty one year old daughter was in her room as usual. Connor, nineteen year old son was gaming in the family room. They stuck to themselves while I hung out by the pool drinking a beer and doing laundry. Read more »

Sixteen (Ch 3) Sorry for the delay!

Don’t miss the prologue and Chapters 1 and 2! https://redd.it/830r3q

Chapter 3

The First Night

Sixteen is jerked awake by the sound of the door closing. She opens her eyes, ‘Did I fall asleep waiting?’ She is unsure what to do, so she lays still, her eyes drawn to his boots. But he isn’t wearing boots. He doesn’t have on shoes or pants. A feeling stirs within her abdomen. The same fluttering she felt when she saw her former master touching his girls so tenderly.

Her breasts rise and fall with her breath. Eternity seems to pass as he crosses the floor towards her. The chill of the night air washes over her naked body.

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He notices her stir as he approaches. Her form is still except for her even breathing. He wonders how well she takes direction. ‘What does she even know?’ He is dying to get a taste of the warmth between her legs. That scent had been tormenting him all day.

A sly smile spreads across his lips as he considers a way he could accomplish both things, and test her resolve as well. First things first however. Read more »

[FM] Kitchen escapades, or how we woke up the whole complex

This sub is my go-to almost every night, and whenever else I’m horny. I have a recent experience to share. I’m 5’1” with a bit of jelly belly going on and full perky tits to match. I have pixie cut black hair that frame my large dark eyes and full lips. I posted awhile back on RAOMD on a different account in hopes of finding someone to satisfy me for a few months (I’m traveling temporarily for work), and ended up meeting someone on Tinder. We have incredible sex, but there is one particularly memorable session from a couple weeks ago that I can’t stop thinking about.

We were on our way back to his place from a nice, low-key Friday night date. Bookstore, ramen, and walking around downtown. He lives in an old, beautifully classic southwestern building from the early 1900s. There are two entrances to his apartment from the complex hallway, which are right next to each other— one into the living room, and the other into the kitchen. Out of pure curiosity, I asked to enter his apartment through the kitchen door just to see what it was like. We were kissing before the door clicked shut. I had my arms around his neck and his hands were roaming up and down my back. In between kisses, I asked him if he wanted to hear my fantasy from the night before. Read more »

[F]riend with benefits gets a pixie haircut, [M]ake love all night after dry spell.

It had been two years since I had gotten legitimately laid. A terrible breakup, a bit of depression and a whole lot of “distract myself with work”created the perfect one two punch of involuntary celibacy. At 27 I lived with 4 other roommates in a five room duplex on the second floor of a two floor apartment building, coincidently we were all guys, some worked at the local hospital as researchers while I worked in creative. It was a pretty sweet pad, we all made decent money so for a bunch of dude’s in their mid tweeties, we had some pretty sweet amenities, which you would assume, would attract non-residents to want to come hang at our place but the reality was that a bunch of medical academics are the least socially attractive people you would choose to spend any day of the week with. The room’s layout we’re awful, the doors and barriers were so thin you could hear everyone snoring or jerking off when nature called. Taking a shit required one to blast some music. Read more »

Immortal Fruits [MF]

Blake had his first art showing at the gallery. It began in January when he started a
series of artworks based on iconic local women. They were all nude in the paintings but the paintings were tastefully done. All through January and February, I wondered how he had got so many of these women to agree to his agenda. The inspiration came from the fact we were in a new decade and that we were *“reborn, spiritually naked, ready for the next level”.* Blake was very capable of being a bit flowery. That is why we love him so much. Most of his artwork had revolved around nude women. He swore it was nothing untoward – it was just something he was good at. When they did life drawings at university, he came out top of the class for his ability to perfectly capture the human curve. Ever since we were eighteen, he had been asking me to pose for him and I always refused. As much as it looks like I like being exposed, there was something that always freaked me out about Blake. Before I agreed to anything, I went to speak to him about my concerns. Blake was always a little upset I didn’t seem to trust his motives. Read more »