Domination/submission

Journey of a Pain Slut – Act 4

PART 1 – The Guy “How was your day love?” I made a point of calling my wife. It was Monday, a whole day since I saw my Little Girl at Leeds Station. We had our thing my slut and I, and that ‘thing’ was supposed to draw the boundaries and define what it was that we had, and where it was we had it, but if I was being honest I just could not get her out of my head. Even during the waking moments with my eyes open I ‘saw’ her … on the cross, tied to the bed, in the throes of orgasm, her arms around my neck whispering ‘thank you.’ … and she would be gone until Friday. “Hi darling, oh we had a brilliant day, thank you for asking. Sis …

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Raped and Willing

Every year I have a tradition. On New Year’s Day I completely abstain from sex. This year it is easier than most. I don’t have a boyfriend to explain why, or argue with him about it every day. Or explain why I travel to a random city in April. It’s also not just sex. I refuse to let anything penetrate me. No orgasm, but I edge every night. I spend three straight months driving my body completely insane. For one reason—not religion, not even some detox thing—but today is the first day of April and my plane just touched down. “We have made it to our destination. Please depart the plane in an orderly fashion, and enjoy our beautiful city.” “Oh, I will.” With a smile I walk out of the airport, nothing packed, not …

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The Inheritance – Third Part

Inheritance – Third Part Before continuing with the story, I would like to make a few clarifications regarding the plot twist. – I think the story began dealing with Mind Control and now fits better into the Transsexuals category, so from here on it will continue in that category (there are many categories it could fit into, for example Domination, but I’m forced to choose only one). – Keep in mind that the “power” possessed by the mother and the protagonist does not force the servant’s will, but alters it. The servant is not compelled to perform the acts they are ordered to do — they desire to do them (this is clearly shown in the moment of the protagonist’s first transformation, when he himself says “I longed to be transformed”). – I received suggestions …

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Dark Temptations (Pt. 3)

When Trista left, Damien looked over to where the owner and “Saphyre,” had sat, and no longer saw them. He quirked an eyebrow and then heard some music playing, he looked up at the stage and was completely flabbergasted, because there, in one skimpy outfit, looking like she was completely at home, was Jessie. And oh boy did she look hot. He watched her body move to the music, his hard on still there. He wished he could have both girls at this point. They were just so unbelievably hot. “Excuse me,” he said to John. John nodded but never moved his eyes off of Jessie. Damien knew that there was no way of getting rid of this hard on around all those girls. And he’d rather not masturbate in public. So he made his …

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Bound tigether chapter 6(sorry for teh wait..teehee)

Surprisingly, she wasn’t in her cage or on the rack anymore. She was in a large room with no windows and a single door. She tried to open it, but it was locked and there was nothing around she could use to break the lock open. She turned around and noticed the large bed in the middle of the room. It was made of dark, almost black, wood and the four posts on each corner were elegantly engraved. The drapes enveloping the bed were made of a rich black material and the sheets and pillow cases were satiny and black as well. It was a completely private place. Nobody seemed to be around and she couldn’t hear a sound. She found that strange, though, since she’d grown used to the screams and pleads of other …

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Becoming a nymph

This place felt weird. Was this a dream? My senses suggested it. Too damped was the shining light, too hollow the sound to be real. But on the other side, it felt too real to be not. So it probably was something in between. I stood in a great hall made of quartz, looking like a Greek temple, mist swirled through the air, greatly decreasing my range of sight. And for some reason, I was standing there all nude. “Hello? Is there someone?” my voice echoed through the hall again and again until it started to sound foreign, becoming a whisper in my ear, asking me the very same question. What was this place? I felt a little insecure, but step after step I moved forward, trespassing crested pillars, ever seeing only 10 meters in …

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BDSM Boot Camp 13

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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My wife traded me

Tuesday morning hit like a freight train. I barely remembered getting out of bed, kissing Kristen goodbye while she scrolled her phone with that same bright, distracted smile from last night. She’d said something about “maybe heading down later to see if Brad needed help with anything,” but I was already half out the door, mind on the pile of reports waiting for me. For once, the knot in my stomach loosened a little during the commute. Work had a way of drowning out everything else when it got bad enough. The office was buzzing when I walked in. People huddled in small groups, whispering, coffee cups clutched like lifelines. I dropped my bag at my desk and barely had time to log in before Carlos’s voice boomed across the open floor. “Everyone. Conference room. …

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Shared Rent

Shared Rent Part One The Move It was a Saturday morning when I arrived at the apartment we had rented with Matías. I was carrying only a backpack with my last belongings; the rest had arrived the day before: a few pieces of furniture, the desktop computer, the dishes and kitchen utensils we had managed to gather, etc. You see, Matías and I are not close friends, more like acquaintances from a university course. However, we both faced the same problem: housing. The options were clear: each of us could move into a studio apartment, sharing the living room, kitchen, and bedroom in the same space. The alternative was to join forces and rent a three-room apartment together, which would give us a bit more space. Besides, by sharing the expenses this way, we would …

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1812- Ariana’s Voyage

Note to readers; This work is copy-write 2016 All of the events in this story are based in fiction If you are looking for a quick read, straight to the point, this is not for you. It has a story line with scenes ranging from mild to graphic throughout This is part 1 of the 1812 series, I will be posting part 2 soon. 1812- The Indian Ocean Preface On a fall day in late September, one of England’s royal ships, “The Voyager”, sent out on a trip to Australia. The Royal Court had collected a myriad of sailors, slaves, craftsmen, and entertainers to take the voyager and colonize the new land. Among them, was Ariana. As the princess of King George II, Ariana was always a rebellious girl. She would sneak out of the …

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My Aunt teaches me – 5 The Sperm Bank

For those who have not read the firxst partrs, I am a young boy, adopted by his Aunt, who with her companions keep me as a sex-toy. Now read on . . . The days following Tara’s party were unlike any other I could remember. Although my routine was to all intents and purposes unchanged, there was an air of expectation around, as if all the women expected something to happen, brought about by my success in the sperming competition at the party. About a week afterwards, this came true. The morning was a normal one. We had all woken to a bright morning, and I was in my usual state. I had one of Sharji’s fat nipples plugged into my mouth, and I was quietly suckling her warm breast-milk. Maria was astride me, with …

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Blinding Lust 2: The Dark Lord’s Awakening

Disclaimer: I hoped you liked the first part of this saga I have started…it’s my first sex story, I have yet to expand more…but I hope you will understand…I will try my best to meet your expectations in the stories to follow…but I hope you will follow this story as it progresses…and it would be helpful if you leave me comments…hope you will enjoy… …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Blinding Lust 2 – The Dark Lord’s Awakening No ordianry man could hear it, and he had never been more proud of himself for choosing this place for this very moment that he had been waiting…it had been 22 years since he first heard that beat…that single powerful beat of her heart…like a radar, signaling her arrival…and finally awaken, he whispered in the air…“At last…” …………………………………………………………………………………………………… After her quick dinner, …

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Teaching Ashlie

My name is Gianna. I’m a 28 year old public relations agent from California and recently became extremely successful. I decided to move from my two-bedroom condo to an upscale house in Beverly Hills, and plans to sell my current digs just went underway yesterday. I agreed to meet my new real estate agent at my place after work this today. I was worried I would run late, so I handed the attractive older woman a copy of my key and told her if she arrived there before me she was welcome to have a look around. When I pulled into my driveway the next day around five o’clock there was already a new-model white Mustang parked in the street. It didn’t surprise me that she beat me there since I told her I would …

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W & Little D 03

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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BDSM Boot Camp 14

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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BDSM Boot Camp 15

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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The inheritance – Final

The Inheritance – Final? The Ritual I won’t bore you with the events of Tuesday. Suffice it to say that while I was trying to work, the tattoo appeared more and more frequently, and once again the voices echoed in my head, almost as if they were whispering in my ear: “You must pay the price.” “We are anxious.” “We are thirsty.” I was hoping my mother’s knowledge could clarify what kind of services these entities expected. My mother had gone out in the morning to get the items she said she needed for the ritual. At five in the afternoon, when she returned, she went straight to the attic without saying a word. For my part, I couldn’t keep working. I shut down all the computers, peripherals, etc., and started pacing around the house. …

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Anne Marie, Submissive Slutwife

I haven’t written about my hot wife in a while, so I figure it’s time to fill you in on her latest sexploit. Anne Marie is 40, looks 27, and fucks like a 19 year old. She’s tall, tanned skin, with long wild dirty-blond hair. Her legs and ass are perfect. I don’t mean perfect for a 40 year old, I mean just perfect. Toned, rounded in all the right places and tight as a drum. Her 34 B tits are perky and her nipples (nipple ring on the left one) are always hard. We have been playing around with others for the last 14 or 15 years. I absolutely love to watch her with other men and women, and she absolutely loves to be watched. So as you can imagine, it works out pretty …

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How I Became Bart’s Girl

It was late August 2006 when I met him at a mountain top café. He found me online, I don’t know how or where, but I have thanked God for it everyday since. We had been chatting for weeks and I was anxious to finally meet him. When I first looked into his eyes, little did I know I was looking at the man who would change my life, make it more fulfilled and bring me more pleasure and ecstasy that I ever dreamed possible. Things started slow, we only met for lunch on Fridays and spoke on the phone maybe once a week, other than that we had no contact with one another. After about 3 months of Friday lunch dates he finally kissed me. I can still remember the first time I felt …

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Milf (1)

Milf (1) It was getting to be too much. Why on earth didn’t they just sell the house when they inherited it instead of moving in. This was an elite housing estate and we had no room for working class louts like them. The constant noise when the parents were at work was getting be just too much, and now it was the holiday period I would have to put up with it all day, every day. Finally I just exploded. I jumped up off my sun bed and stormed over to the fence. “Could you please keep the noise down.” I shouted, “Have you no respect for other people.” “Oh err, yes sorry.” The younger brother said, obviously trying to stop himself from laughing. I was fuming. I turned my back to them and …

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