Tag: Voyeurism

Emma Stone’s Free-use Feet for Public Funding [MF] [Dub-con][Foot-fetish][Humiliation][Voyeurism]

(This is an intro to a scene that I’m planning to add to in the near future. This is fairly heavily focused on niche fetish stuff so definitely not for everybody, but I’m always open to suggestions and criticism.)

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**News Article Extract: “Foot-Fetish for Public Funding?”**

Our government has long been struggling to raise the funds necessary to uphold a minimum standard of public infrastructure… and with [recent blows to the economy] that’s only getting worse… In a bold, historic move, the US government has today declared a national lottery in which the prize is… 1 month unrestricted access to actress Emma Stone’s feet…

…Miss Stone, one of the nation’s top rated focus for foot-fetish fans all over the globe, has declined to comment. Her lawyers maintain that this is a gross violation of her human rights for one lucky winner…

…Despite the controversy – the lottery has so far raised an unprecedented amount of money and the government are looking at plans to extend the scheme in other ways…

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“*Psst!*”, Roger kneels beside the bed, his face illuminated by the soft green glow of the digital alarm clock on the bedside table. It reads 03:58AM. Read more »

Emma Stone’s Free-use Feet for Public Funding (Part 2) [MF, Dub-con, Voyeurism, Cumplay, Free-use, Feet, Socks, Scentplay]

(A short addition to my introductory post. I strongly recommend reading Part 1 first to provide context if you haven’t already, it’s not very long. I’m not sure on the sub’s policy of providing links so you can just find part 1 through my profile if you need to. Again, this is niche fetish stuff so definitely not for everybody, but I’m always open to suggestions and criticism.)

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**News Article Extract: “Blackmail: The Dark Side of Free-use Feet?”**

Emma Stone’s lawyers have today alleged that the so called “Free-Use Feet” arrangement of their client have led to a whole slew of sexual assaults and bodily violations through the use of blackmail. The concerns raised indicate that although the law only permits “free-use” of the subject’s feet, this freedom may also be used to coerce or blackmail the subject into additional sexual acts…

…”He wouldn’t let her sleep… He would threaten her that unless she complied, he would tickle her feet all night long for multiple nights in a row… Unless she complied with his demands”…

…So far the governmental body behind this new campaign for public funding have declined to comment…

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Emma Stone’s Free-use Feet for Public Funding! [MF, Dub-con, Voyeurism, Cumplay, Free-use, Feet]

(First time writing something out like this, so not too sure about it, but I wanted to give it a go. The setup and kinks are maybe a little niche for a lot of people, but if you liked it one way or another let me know. Open to suggestions.)

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**News Article Extract: “Foot-Fetish for Public Funding?”**

Our government has long been struggling to raise the funds necessary to uphold a minimum standard of public infrastructure… and with [recent blows to the economy] that’s only getting worse… In a bold, historic move, the US government has today declared a national lottery in which the prize is… 1 month unrestricted access to actress Emma Stone’s feet…

…Miss Stone, one of the nation’s top rated focus for foot-fetish fans all over the globe, has declined to comment. Her lawyers maintain that this is a gross violation of her human rights…

…Despite the controversy – the lottery has so far raised an unprecedented amount of money and the government are looking at plans to extend the scheme in other ways…

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“*Psst!*”, Roger kneels beside the bed, his face illuminated by the soft green glow of the digital alarm clock on the bedside table. It reads 03:58AM. Read more »

The Unnamed [supernatural][curiosities][mf][voyeurism][obsession]

Even today, three years later, I cannot tell you what the creature is, whether it has a name, or a certain purpose. I have tried to speak to it, but then it eludes me, making it extraordinarily difficult to find again. But it allows me follow it. To watch. To feed my insatiable, unhealthy lust I suffer because of it. But a certain distance only.

It looks human, but I can’t imagine it is. At least not without mutation. It appears to be a reasonably handsome man, and that’s the first indication of abnormality. From the first instant it comes within close proximity to a woman, a change comes over her. He (I’ll call it “he”) is not nearly attractive enough to draw attention from across a room. And yet, when he is close, the woman turns almost in shock, like the most gorgeous celebrity in her fantasies just said hello to her.

That face these women first make is what imprinted on my mind and created my obsession. That flush, the widening eyes, the parting lips, the nervous self-consciousness—they all made me burn to see where such potent desires would lead. Read more »

The Bookstore Stranger [fsub] [fm] [rough] [semi-public]

She was ten minutes late. Fucking bus. Mary wanted to send a text message to Eric and let him know, but she also kind of wanted to make him squirm to see what he would do, so she kept radio silence. The bus was two stops away from the book store now. She was the only person on it, and the rain outside hummed against the windows. When she got on the bus a dozen miles ago, the bus driver, an ugly man in his late 50s, looked at her like she should be ashamed of herself. She was wearing a strange outfit, but that’s no reason to stare at someone like they aren’t human. She tried pushing her skirt down a little bit. She felt the rough bus seat scratching the skin just below her ass.

She took out her phone, turned on the camera, and made sure her makeup was all right. Bright red lipstick. Winged eyes. Rain hadn’t messed it up too much. She contemplated wearing no make up at all, but she was bored, and wanted her face to match the outfit. A ripped band t-shirt. A pencil skirt. Black combat boots. Black leggings. Read more »

The bookstore Stranger [MF] [BDSM] [Rough]

She was ten minutes late. Fucking bus. Mary wanted to send a text message to Eric and let him know, but she also kind of wanted to make him squirm to see what he would do, so she kept radio silence. The bus was two stops away from the book store now. She was the only person on it, and the rain outside hummed against the windows. When she got on the bus a dozen miles ago, the bus driver, an ugly man in his late 50s, looked at her like she should be ashamed of herself. She was wearing a strange outfit, but that’s no reason to stare at someone like they aren’t human. She tried pushing her skirt down a little bit. She felt the rough bus seat scratching the skin just below her ass.

She took out her phone, turned on the camera, and made sure her makeup was all right. Bright red lipstick. Winged eyes. Rain hadn’t messed it up too much. She contemplated wearing no make up at all, but she was bored, and wanted her face to match the outfit. A ripped band t-shirt. A pencil skirt. Black combat boots. Black leggings. Read more »

Thinking of You [Scifi][MF][ENF][voy][oral][reluc][nc]

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**Warning:** This is a scifi / fantasy story that includes non-consensual sexual acts, groping, embarrassed nude females, voyeurism, oral sex, regular sex, and reluctant participants. To be clear, it’s about mental fantasies, and there’s back-story to drive it, but non-con is non-con, and I don’t want anyone to be surprised.

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**Thinking of You**

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Anna woke up around midnight feeling a cock slide into her, slow at first, but it started increase in pace after thirty seconds or so. She’d gone to bed around ten, hoping to get a little sleep, but it didn’t feel like she’d slept much at all.

“Fuck.” She hissed. She wouldn’t mind so much, especially as—at least, in the moment—it felt pretty good but she also *really* wanted to get a solid six to eight hours of sleep, and she barely managed that twice in the past two weeks. “Ahh!” She gasped, her nipples teased to hard points, and she was so wet she knew she’d be feeling it in on the sheets afterward. Another two minutes of intense fucking went by and then she felt warm spatter of come on her belly, her tits, even a little on her face. “Too fast.” She muttered, sitting up and looking down at her naked body. There was nothing there, of course, just the lingering sensation, a little of her own wetness on the bed sheets, but the rest? That was just part of the new reality. Read more »

He Mistook Her for a Shy Girl. Part 2: The Slippery Slope. [Mf] [Voy] [Mast]

In case you missed it: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/enlgbn/he_mistook_her_for_a_shy_girl_mforalcheat)

**Part 2:**

It was two weeks since their previous encounter and things appeared to have returned to relative normality. Chris had initially feared the worst, now he knew what Chloe was capable of. Yet, the imminent threat of repercussions for his careless actions seemed to have subsided, despite his gut telling him that he hadn’t entirely been let off the hook.

Chloe had not been in the house without his daughter, Jess, there too, so there had not been chance Chris to talk privately. There certainly had been no way to get hold of Chloe’s phone number without arousing Jess’s suspicions. Chloe was all too aware and in control of her little game. She sensed his weakness and his role in this game was to be exploited for her pleasure.

Chloe was happy to play the innocent college girl, all smiles and pleasantries in front of the family, but in the fleeting moments they were alone, or if their eyes met, she would bite her lip, suck wantonly on her finger or playfully fondle one of her breasts. Each action would prompt that illicit feeling from deep within him. Read more »

The Camgirl Part LXI: She’s Doing That On Purpose, Right? [Voy] [Exh] [Fsolo] [Anal] [Mast]

**LXI: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Blake found herself looking at her locked door for the thousandth time since she’d closed it, and shook herself, turning her attention back to the camera and her screen.

She smiled, cupping her titties over the lacy red and black bra she’d chosen for the show, “Come on guys, help me get m’boobies out. Only 1500 more Cherrycoins to go.”

Blake wanted this show to go quickly. And not just because of the burning ache between her legs. That was a large part of it, however. It didn’t help that her lips still tingled from the kiss she’d stolen from Liam—dressed only in her lingerie—before locking the door. Pulling away from that had been hard.

Dripping, needy pussy aside, however, Blake simply wanted to spend as much time with him as she could before Marie got back.

*Once she gets back, things will be…complicated again.*

Finding ways and time to have sex would be hard enough, but Blake would just be sad that she couldn’t have Liam sleep over whenever he could. Read more »

The Voting game [caution][peril][no sex][breathplay]

**This is an unfinished work; 95% complete but lacking a finished end and still needs edited for spelling/grammar/final polishing.**

**Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Read it, don’t do it!**

I wasn’t sure what to expect from a title like that, but I clicked anyway. I was surprised to find myself directed to a livefeed, one of those with the live chats on the side. The video was black at first, with a simple countdown in the center of the screen. Apparently whatever I had clicked on was due to start in 6 minutes and change. I went back to the reddit tab; this message had only been posted 4 minutes ago.

*Here’s how this will work, Reddit! began the message, held steadily in front of the camera.*

The card was pulled aside and standing there, head bowed, was a woman. Slight of body with long, curly chestnut hair falling loosely over her shoulders, it was hard to tell her age. Her posture was demure, her hands clasped in front of her, feet together with toes pointed foreward. She wore a shin-length floral print skirt, loose and fluttering lightly in what might have been a breeze or might have been barely contained shivers of…what? Anticipation? Nervousness? Excitement? Read more »