Dabbling in Domination [MF]

Despite being a rather horny female and someone relatively open to experience, I have a vanilla streak that runs a mile wide. But, I like to try stuff… so this is the story of when I tried a couple slightly BDSM things with a partner. (Folks really into BDSM will probably still consider this vanilla. haha) In the spirit of being experimental, I wrote this with a third-person omniscient narrator, which is well outside of my wheelhouse. Sorry if it isn’t as good!

The room was dark and quiet. The only sound he could hear was her breathing, deep and steady. Her smooth skin glowed in the dim light filtering in from the bathroom. His eyes drank her in.

She lay on her stomach, her head turned to the side, away from him. Her arms were outstretched above her head. They met at her wrists, where a black, leather cuff bound them together and connected to a taut metal chain running to the base of the headboard.

Cock-etite for Seduction [MFM]

This is part 2 of my first MFM threesome experience. I strongly recommend reading [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ti78p/my_clairevoyant_bf/) first. I think you’ll enjoy it!

“Yes. Thank you,” was all I was able to get out. The blindfold was pulled from my face and I saw my boyfriend standing beside me and at the foot of my bed I saw Thomas, my boyfriend’s close friend… someone my boyfriend knew I found very attractive.

Thomas excused himself rather quickly and went to another room to clean up. My boyfriend, Ryan, undid the handcuffs and lay down on the bed next to me. I snuggled up to him and put my head in the crux of his shoulder and chest.

After a quick nap we got up and showered off. We walked out into the living room where Thomas was in a robe having a bowl of cereal. “How did you get here?!” I blurted out. Ryan and I hadn’t yet talked about the surprise he had arranged for me. Thomas laughed.

“I parked in the back.”

“Yea, we’ve been planning this for a couple weeks.” Ryan added.

[M]y Claire-voyant B[f]

“Do you trust me?”

We’ve been together for a while now. Why would he ask me that? This is the man that I’ve been having sex with for 7 months. The man that I walk around the house in sweat pants and no makeup in front of. That met my family. That I let try butt stuff that one time. How could he not be sure if I trust him?

“Of course I do,” I told him.

He looked at me seriously. “I want you to really think about it. This is different. You know I will take care of you. But I need you to be willing to trust me completely.”

My head was spinning. We were in the main bedroom of the cabin. I was sitting on the bed and he was standing facing me. We’d been discussing this weekend for a month. The sex hadn’t been bad… in fact, far from it. We had gotten to the point where we knew each other’s bodies and could bring out the best feelings in each other without much effort. But that was part of the problem. It didn’t take much effort. It wasn’t as exciting as it used to be. Orgasm had become routine and the passion had… changed.