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My Aggressively Horny Buttocks!

by Ashesh9 on Sep 14, 2017
How To

This is an esoteric yogic technique: centuries old. * I jackknife my ass into my sub's vagina and thrust into her yoni/pussy repeatedly as the two-petalled Mooladhara chakra or male prostate gland blossoms at the impact of my horny buttocks into willing feminine warmth, vulnerability and submissiveness. I get the same excitement in this action that a horn...

Sibling Spanking

by cynthiablaine7 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

This story does refer to bodily functions. If this offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Maureen Kent had never thought twice about spanking her son and daughters, now that they had moved back into the family home. The eldest, Donna, had graduated college and at 24, had landed a good position in an up-and-coming venture capital...

Boots

by rick_oh on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"It still makes my bottom tingle when I hear the clip-clop of a woman wearing boots," he said. The interviewer listened attentively. "Take all your clothes off," she instructed. She smiled to herself when he immediately stood up to remove his clothes. She knew that most guys have no reservations about undressing for a female they find attractive, and more...

Enema Discipline

by amypussy on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

"Francine come in here please, it's time for your enema." Francine whined from the other room, but emerged a few minutes later, wearing only a pair of black stockings. Tom had the enema bag full already, and placed it on a hook above the bed. Francine laid on the edge of the bed, nude, with her legs drawn up to her chest. Tom inserted the nozzle, and opened...

Self-spanking Science

by Ashesh9 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Science, Spirituality, Self-spanking for the Male Why are a large number of intelligent, red-blooded, seemingly Dominant Males secretly submissive, masochistic slaves to cruel women, wives, girlfriends, prostitutes, professional mistresses, phone dommes, just dommes, dominatrii, Bitch Goddesses, Mistress Wives, Female Owners, Queens, Mistresses, Goddesses,...

Twenty Dollar Spanking Ch. 2

by SpankerSam on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Two days had gone by and I hadn't heard from Carol. Stupid me, I had forgotten to get her phone number. The day had not been too bad except for the rain. It had been raining heavy all day and with the coming of night, it seemed to get even worse. It was 7:30 when my doorbell rang. I opened the door and a woman stood on my steps. The rain hat she had pulled d...

Spanking Service

by cynthiablaine7 on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

[There is some discussion of bodily functions so if that offends you, read no further. This story was inspired by a scene in the classic novel, The Discipline of Odette, by Jean Martinet, describing how a service similar to the one featured in this story operated in a French milieu many years ago. All characters are 18 or over.] * Katherine Larson had had...

Big Beautiful Nurse Gives Spanking

by chubbylover35 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

When I was 18 I had to check into an emergency room because of vomiting and terrible stomach cramps. After being rushed into a small room a husky, six-foot tall blonde nurse of about 30 strode in and glared at me. "Have you been drinking?" She asked. I had been drinking since noon, but I was three years too young to drink so I said, "No." The room swayed...

Anastasia's Enema

by MackC on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Anastasia face was flushed, beads of sweat clung to her face, neck and chest that was heaving in and out, stretching her sports bra slightly and accentuating her breasts even further than the tight Lycra would normally. She had just finished a thorough workout in her home gym that her husband had kindly set up for her. The floor of the gym was covered in a...

Her Butler Pt. 02

by patannon on Sep 28, 2020
BDSM

Their cathartic spankings became a monthly ritual. Maintenance spankings, as she called them, provided all the intimacy he needed. Over her knee, the complexities of life dissolved into the rhythm of hairbrush and bottom; in ouch and corner time he felt peace. Standing in the corner of her room felt right, everything in order. He never did, however, get over...