I can't believe this has to be said on a BDSM story, but it does. This is 100% consensual and within limits. If you do not wish to read about a breeding fetish, blood play, knives, body marking, or any hardcore activities, please exit now. If you click on these types of stories just to troll the comments, please exit now. To get the full story of these c...
There are tales of the Strap on Sex Variety. I want to see girls giving to guys up the ass with a big strap on cock. Choose from one of the options below: The first scenario is you get sent to and all women’s prison but you’re a guy. You get caught for reckless diving but the male prison is over crowed. So you get sent to a rough prison with corrupt female g...
This story isn't a fabrication. All events and dialogue are taken from my life. Some names have been changed to hide my identity. My heart raced when I received his text, the last time I'd seen him other people had been around. In public, he was always friendly but a tad cold. I needed his touch, his abuse, his friendship. I don't think he's ever needed m...
As Lucy sat in her office sipping her tea she mentally listed all the accounts which needed to be reviewed by the end of the week. She was brought back to reality by a knock on the door. "Come in," she said. In walked the slightly larger lady from the accounting department, who Lucy suspected was being a lesbian, after this lady, Paula, had brought her fema...
"Go, go, go, go, go, mister, go," she said, looking over her shoulder out the back window of my car. I pulled out into the road, accelerating a little faster than I might normally, but not really fast. Not fast enough. The 4x4 with the huge tires slammed into the back of my BMW with his fat, thick bumper guards and jolted us forward. My head hit the headre...
This is a copyrighted original work by the author. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Thanks, Dean I would also like to thank RhoEpsilonDelta for his editing skills. This work is much better fo...
About 8 years ago I met my wife online. She had a very nice femdom profile and I was submissive so I said what the heck. She was very pretty and she dominated me extensively for the first year. One of the things she loved to do was make me wear nipple clamps and chastity devices under my clothes while in public. Then she became bolder and began to advertise...
My wife and I were a little staid in our private lives. The sex was good between us and I suppose that's why we never experimented when everyone else seemed to be getting into wife-swapping and sex parties. Our friends regarded us as prudish I would think. Also we weren't really drinkers as such, so our inhibitions never really dropped in social situations m...
I stood in front of the full-length mirror and slipped into my new dress shirt. It didn't look too bad – maybe I wasn't the conventional ladykiller type, but for a certain type of woman I was attractive. The shirt was adorned with dancing red flames and devil's forks, over a black backdrop. "What do you think, pet?" I asked M. She was kneeling on the floor...
This is currently a work-in-progress. Updates to the ongoing story and paths, with reference dates, will be included here on the first page. Any questions/comments/compliments/insults are welcome via chapter comments and private messages, don't hesitate to reach out if you feel inclined! This story has multiple flags and variables that will influence how the...