This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, mind fucking and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. Comments, ideas and feedback are welcomed and sought after! ***** Lying in bed that night, Nicholas' mind wouldn't quiet. He kept trying different p...
All participants are over 18. ***** It had been a week since I woke up with 'CUMSLUT' tattooed in bold red and black letters across my forehead. Those seven days had been filled with more hot, dirty sex than I would ever have imagined possible. I had lost count of the times I'd been taken. The vagrant, the grocery clerk and the butcher, the tattooist I con...
If you are under 18 years of age, this is not for you. If you are offended by male/male relationships, then do not read this work. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All right reserved. This is the second part of Paul and De...
A/N: There isn't sex in this section, sorry. This story (not necessarily this chapter) will have themes of violence, reluctance/coercion, a relationship you're not sure you want to root for, and rough sex. I know the criminal aspect isn't fully explored in this first section... that's in the upcoming sections. As per usual this was written in one fell swoop...
I opened my apartment door wide before I realized that I had forgotten to hide my tattoo under a hat. It was already too late. The man at the door was wide-eyed as he read the label pasted across my forehead. He was black, about thirty, a bit stocky and very handsome. He wore the tan shirt and striped black pants of a security guard from my office. In his h...
All participants are 18 or over. ***** I walked into Vance's apartment building with wary trepidation. The last time I'd been here, my life was completely changed. I was drugged and unconscious in his apartment when the man called Vance tattooed the word CUMSLUT across my forehead. For a while, I had little memory of that night, but I sure had made some...
"I couldn't help but notice your tattoo. It's a dragonfly isn't it?" We were sitting in the sauna at my health club. Just the two of us. It was that time of the afternoon when things at the club get slow. The folks who fit a work out in during lunch are back at work and the ones who come after work before going home are still at work. Sometimes I can get a...
Angel Saviter walked out of his home of two years heading out to find a job. Angel is 22, about 5' 11" with black hair and coffee brown eyes. He was recently fired from his last job at Olive Garden because he would often get their late due to his lack of transportation. He was lucky that he didn't have to worry about paying rent because his Dad was always t...
All participants are over 18. ***** I give myself credit: it took some courage to walk into a police station filled with macho, notoriously sexist and homophobic policeman wearing a tattoo on my head that read CUMSLUT in bold red letters. The label wasn’t standing off my face by my choice; rather, an unhappy date on whom I passed out and vomited vindictiv...
My life had turned strangely since I woke up one morning with the nickname 'CUMSLUT' tattooed across my forehead. I've always been discreetly bisexual, but I recently had involved myself more in the gay dating scene across the city. One night, when I was clubbing with friends, we slowly got separated as we dropped by one venue after another. By the time, I...