Renee woke me up. I had fallen asleep while rubbing oil on her feet.”I’m going to bed now. Breakfast burritos at eight thirty. You may kiss my feet now, slave.”I obeyed. Then she told me that this weekend was Springfield weekend and we would be attending as Mistress and slave. It was a Femdom event
How to Tease My Girlfriend
(This is a m/m/f threesome story, involving graphic m/m and m/f sexual interactions, including oral, hand stuff, love cuffs, spanking, and edging/tease-denial. It features the same couple from in “Under Everyday Clothes,” but there’s no continuity that necessitates reading one before the other. The woman, Siobhan, switches roles and plays the sub in this one.
Do What You Wrote! (femdom smut)
Male’s P.O.V~I’ve always been fond of reading erotica, when I was single, it was my favorite pass time. Something about words is more amusing than watching any porn. Able to let your imagination run wild, imagine your partner however you like, or maybe imagine your crush.The writers who explain every detail get you all riled
My Annual
(sub POV)CN: CNC, medical traumaThe Daddy Domme uses they/them pronouns and the sub approves of all pronouns but uses mostly she/her in scenes. The sub has a vagina but that is no indicator of gender. The Daddy uses a strap on.There are no negotiations mentioned as the erotica takes place fully in the roleplay world.
Shh Baby Boy
(sub POV)CN: asexuality identity mention, CNC, infantilizing, light age play, enema, punishment fuckThe Daddy Domme uses they/them pronouns and the sub approves of all pronouns but uses mostly she/her in scenes. The sub has a vagina but that is no indicator of gender; the Daddy refers to the clit as a cock as recognition of
Late To Dinner
I hear the door unlock as I’m lying naked on my stomach on the leather couch with my feet up in the air as I’m reading my romance novel.Fuck. I’m supposed to be dressed and ready for dinner. Daddy has friends in town.Daddy walks in and immediately glances in my direction and meets my big
Deflowered
(sub POV)CN: CNC, rape, capture, forced penetrationThe Daddy Domme uses they/them pronouns and the sub approves of all pronouns but uses mostly she/her in scenes. The sub has a vagina but that is no indicator of gender. The Daddy uses a strap on.There are no negotiations mentioned as the erotica takes place fully in the
Oh Captor, My Captor
(sub POV)CN: CNC, kidnapping/capture, forced penetration, light age playThe Daddy Domme uses they/them pronouns and the sub approves of all pronouns but uses mostly she/her in scenes. The sub has a vagina but that is no indicator of gender.There are no negotiations mentioned because the scene takes place in the fucked up roleplay world of
Being Neighborly Ch. 10
It’s Red Light Wednesday Night! – Part OneMistress Izzy (18), Nikki’s daughter, training newly contracted Carla (23), Jill and Brian’s daughter when Donnie and Mel’s daughter Amanda (23) shows up fresh off a break up with her girlfriend.Amanda is drawn in by Jill and turned over to Izzy after the two visit Kerry and her
Four Friends Ch. 06 – A Pattern Develops
Fall continued. I rarely knew the plan, got better at improvisation. Some weeks everyone was around working but no overnight guests. Other weeks, I was very busy, and exhausted, providing stress relief.Katie was the most frequent guest, Olivia least. No complaints on my part, other than the over-budget grocery bill.Thanksgiving was a full house. Izzy
V – The Relationship – Pt. 01 [M/f]
A few weeks into the relationship, Vee and I got along well. The dynamics were clear, accepted, and respected by both. Given our earlier childhood friendship, it was not difficult to develop much more.What was new to me was the fact that I started to see her body more clearly, and that was something I
Good Doll
He put me on my knees, facing the front door, off to the side, so I would be the first thing anyone would see as they stepped inside. I was wearing my collar, cuffs, sparkly anal plug, and nothing else, as that was our first House Rule: No Clothes in the House.”Excited, doll?” He asked
The Pretty Men of the Harem Pt. 01
1.The air hung heavy, a stagnant soup of sweat and desperation. Heat pressed down like a physical weight, but the oppressive atmosphere wasn’t the worst part. It was the grease. Cheap oil, coating his skin from a dozen previous performances, clung stubbornly despite meager attempts at washing with a chipped basin of lukewarm water. But
Rufus Ch. 08
CHAPTER 8All characters are over the age of 18.————The night was filled with music, laughter, and singing. The boys were all bigger and stronger than Rufus but they didn’t seem to mind his presence, despite his nudity. Amanda kept finding excuses to brush up against him, making sure he knew she wanted more than just
Marie
My true love. That is what I consider my Marie to be. We met just out of high school and were inseparable from the start (about 1980). By the time we were in our early 20’s we were living together and very happy.As the years flew by time was starting to take its toll on
Good Girl
My fingers clutched the armrest of the chair as the Airbus descended towards the runway. The lurch that my stomach gave had less to do with the turbulent flight than with what was waiting for me at the end of the boarding ramp—or, more accurately,whowas waiting for me.The woman sitting next to me glanced up
Confessions of a Slave Girl Pt. 08
The word sprang from Ali’s lips before she had even thought about it. “Citadel,” she said simply, looking up at the older woman who sat across from her. She watched as a small smile crossed Kat’s face.”Interesting…a high walled, stone fortress that must be penetrated, what a deliciously insightful choice.”Ali blushed at the compliment before
The Lyon’s Den Pt. 04
As I got to the door I heard Ms. Lyon’s voice, “The alarm’s off, and the front doors unlocked. Be a good little slut for me!””Yes ma’am!” I said unsure of if she could hear me, but absolutely not being willing to risk it. I moved all of the laundry into the foyer. Now I
Cuckoo Pt. 01
I was driving into town to pick up some groceries when I pulled up the the traffic lights. The lights turned red, and as I rolled to a stop there was a girl waiting to cross the road — slim, sporty build, ripped jeans, a blank band t-shirt for a band I didn’t know and
Subclasses Ch. 22
Chapter Twenty-Two”You know what’s wrong with Pinocchio?” I ask without preamble in the middle of a particularly intense Smash Bros. battle.”The casual presentation of human trafficking followed by victim-blaming in a movie made for kids?” Gabi suggests.”There’s no competent or respectable character in the whole story and virtually no character growth?” Bea pitches in.”Uhh,” I
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