Domination/submission

FuckLore: The Dryad

————————————– FuckLore: —The Dryad. Short story from the perspective of a supernatural female monster. She lures and ambushes a group of college-age hikers. Modern setting, fantasy horror, tentacles, plants, extreme, NC. —The Night Mare. Short story from the perspective of a supernatural goblin-like monster. He creeps around the apartment of a college-grad while she sleeps, putting her through a series of fantastical nightmare scenes. Modern setting, fantasy horror, extreme, NC. —Pixie Lust. Short story from the perspective of an 18 year-old boy. Out in a meadow at the family farm, he peeps his pretend-sisters and pretend-cousin masturbating with pixies. Modern setting, fantasy horror, extreme, NC. —Toy Tale. Short story from the perspective of a guy who comes back from college for a family Christmas party. He uses voodoo doll magic to hypnotize his entire extended …

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Doll House – Ba

The heavy silence of the bedroom was broken only by the slowing rhythm of breath, the air thick with the copper tang of sweat and the musk of raw sex. Baby Kay lay still for a moment, the weight of Thing 2 pinning her to the mattress, his chest heaving against hers in mechanical syncopation. A dull, throbbing heat radiated from her core, a lingering reminder of the brutal, piston-like efficiency she had demanded. She shifted her hips, testing the ache between her thighs, a sharp friction that made her hiss through her teeth. It was a good pain, a visceral proof of ownership stamped into her flesh. She pushed at Thing 2’s shoulders, a signal for him to move. He didn’t hesitate, rolling off her with the fluid obedience of a well-oiled machine, his …

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For my Son

I had always done my best to be a good mother for my son. Being a single mom, that meant that I had to work extra hard, but I did it happily. I managed to take good care of him, and even got him into a good school. But that might have ended up doing more harm than good. Many of the other kids picked on him or shunned him because of our financial circumstances. One boy in particular was exceptionally cruel, Rodger Anderson. He both verbally and physically bullied my son, and because his parents were very rich, the school rarely punished him. One day I decided enough was enough. I went to his house and rang his doorbell. When he answered the door he smiled at me, “Hey there stranger, come on in.” …

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The Love of Money II – Chapter 16: The Housekeeper

Thursday, September 12th, 1:30 pm “There they are,” Erin said, her face nearly pressed against the glass as the chopper descended. Several people stood about fifteen feet from the helipad as we neared it. I could see my pool and the garden; both looked pristine and untouched—ready for me. At long last… I was home. “That must be Emiko,” I said, eyes fixed on the woman leading the group. “Yep!” Erin looked at me, grinning. “Finally! No more party planning for me. Emiko and Charity can take care of it.” “You threw such a good one last time,” I said. “They’ll throw even better ones,” Erin said. The skids made a touchdown, and I could already hear the faint sounds of the rotor soften, each decibel dropping as the pilot powered down. Chloe opened the …

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A Break in the Monotony

New York was killing me. The long hours working as a junior associate at a big NYC law firm. The deep into the night nightlife. I was enjoying my first two years in the city, but what I really needed was a break, and if that break came with some quality time in the great outdoors, even better. So on Monday morning, when my roommate, Landon, suggested we go on a two-night hiking trip in Beacon, NY, I agreed immediately. We had gone to college together and played on the school’s club soccer team. In our prime, we were both serious athletes, but our sedentary lifestyles were taking their toll. At school, we were both solid students, partying hard but always trying to maintain a balance and stay focused on our schoolwork. Landon had become …

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Clara’s Mind-Controlling Tweets Chapter 11: Feminist Sluts Train the Good Girl

Clara’s Mind-Controlling Tweets Chapter Eleven: Feminist Sluts Train the Good Girl By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2021 Clara chortled over the picture of those two size queen sluts that someone had made covered in Santa’s jizz. “Damn, whoever is making these deep fakes is amazing!” Clara said to herself. “They’re so real.” She studied the pics of Bianca and Natalie covered in jizz with elf ears on their head. For a mad moment, Clara almost believed that her tweets made those two girls mall Santa sluts, but that was impossible. It’s not like my tweets cause anything to happen. Everyone is just such asshats they pretend they do. School was back in session. Christmas break was over. It was time to get back at those bitches in the Women’s Studies classes. They were such …

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Debt to pay : Chapter 1

This is chapter 1 of the Debt to pay story. This Chapter went much longer then I intended, I will try to scale back the next chapters. Currently I plan to add 4-5 more chapters but, it might go longer than that, depending on how much I can shorten them. Please comment and message me your thoughts. This story is DARK. DO NOT READ, if murder and slavery is not something that you want to read about. NEVER do anything that you read about here. NEVER COPY ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fiction and just a way to express a fetish, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are things that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with rabid dogs, or prison, don’t do them! Please comment and get …

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Domination with a surprise

My sexy neighbor left me a note on Tuesday requesting that I be at her door at 7:00 Friday evening. Well, based on my previous experience it was more of an order as it was spelled all in capital letters. The following afternoon I noticed her arrive and there appeared to be a male in the passenger side of her car, I moved to another window to get a better view. Yup there appeared to be a young man in his late 20” s early 30” s with her. I continued to keep an eye on her movements for the rest of the week but didn’t see him again, it seemed strange as she had never mentioned any children in our previous encounter. As the weekend approached, I was getting more and more excited, remembering …

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Turned my Step-daughter into a Sex-bot: Day 2 Testing Grounds

The morning after William had successfully used the Be-Mods on Tamara he got out of bed before both her and her mother. He wanted to make sure the Be-Mods were still working. Yesterday he had their level set at 90% obedience, today he wanted to explore the effects of dropping the levels and how it could shape Tamara’s reactions to certain situations. For now though he just wanted to make sure there wouldn’t be anything come up unexpectedly. Britney, his 40yo wife and mother of Tamara, slept soundly as she recovered from her hangover, she also usually slept very deeply after having sex, which they did. He sat as his computer drinking his coffee when he heard a noise of movement, Tamara and Britney were distinctive in the ways they moved so William immediately knew …

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Truck Ride_(0)

Truck Ride “Get dressed my slutty little slave; we are going to the truck.” Those were the words I awoke to in the very early morning darkness after master’s arrival. As I grabbed a quick shower I thought about the afternoon and evening just past; as he had promised before his arrival, master had indeed done just as he pleased with me. He seemed to know from the first moment exactly how to show me that I was his; how to make me feel my servitude to him deeply. He had made me meet him that afternoon at the parking area where he would be parking his truck while he was here; and as he stepped down out of the truck and I approached with my head down, had quietly said two words. “Kneel slave”. …

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Seize the Day-2 Blackmail or Coercion?

Seize the Day part 2 Weeks after our first encounter you come by for another visit. During dinner my wife asks if you want to stay the night and I look down at my plate suddenly feeling embarrassed and ashamed. You smile at her ignoring me and say, that would be nice. You said that way we could have a couple of drinks after dinner and not worry about driving home at night. Later we are watching the game as my wife does the dishes. You keep looking over at me and with a snide look in your eyes, sip your drink and scratch your groin. Still feeling very ashamed I suddenly notice my groin is warmer. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. You follow. Once down the hall out of earshot of …

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Doll House – Ba

The silence that followed Howard’s broken confession was heavy, thick with the musk of sweat and the copper tang of fear that hung in the bedroom air. His chest heaved. Every breath was a jagged effort, his ribs aching where the riding crop had bitten into the flesh. He was spent, his balls drained, his mind a fractured mess of terror and exhaustion. The leather straps binding his wrists to the bedframe creaked as he slumped forward, his head hanging low, the gray strands of his combover plastered to his forehead with perspiration. Baby Kay stood over him, a vision of predatory elegance in her tight black dress. The glossy sheen of her lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach her cold, hard eyes. She trailed a single red fingernail down the side of …

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A Slave Girl in Ancient Rome, Part 1

The galley stank of sweat and piss and shit and vomit. Most of the girls had never been on the sea before. They spent the voyage throwing up and sobbing. We were crammed below deck in a space too small to stand in and too crowded to move around in. At first, when we needed to relieve ourselves, we warned the other girls. Later, we just let it happen. The stench was in our noses and throats for the whole journey. As we approached the port of Ostia, the slavers herded us onto the deck, threw pails of water over us, and told us to wash ourselves. Then they marched us onshore. The Romans were gathered on the dock. They directed searching looks at us as we were lined up in front of them. Maybe …

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The Coyote Essays: Female Nature

A Coyote Essay: Female Nature It used to be so simple. Men and women. That was it. I’m struck by how complicated things are now. So much talk of genders. Of more than two. Nature though, nature keeps it simple. Nature and evolution have come up with a system that the penis gets erect, penetrates the vagina, and ejaculates. The vagina and uterus take this seminal fluid and grow a new being. This continues the species. I’m amazed at the evolution from its most basic principle to how we as humans are now. At what people RISK in order to achieve orgasm. Their marriage. Their children. Their careers. Their FREEDOM. All in the pursuit of… releasing that ejaculate or reaching climax. What I’ve begun to realize lately though, and the subject of this essay, is …

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My first pet – Pt 1

If this goes well, I’ll do this from the female side as well, I want to swap points of view, but until then I’ll do the opposite sex – I found it interesting writing from another person’s point of view and wanted to see how it went. I sat straddled over her naked body apart from her underwear, allowing my eyes to roam over her naked body… I felt her body shiver beneath me as my eyes drank her in. Her eyes closed and she rolled her head back gently as she exhaled softly, I brushed my fingertips over her raised nipples teasingly and smirked as I felt her raise her chest upwards. I casually pulled my hands away from her breasts, waiting for the sweet sounds of her whimpers – she didn’t disappoint either, …

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10 Billion Dollar Blowjob Ch 4: a Frankel/Lisa story

10 Billion Dollar Blowjob Ch 4 Original story by Lisa. Personally I don’t like institutionalized slavery, but this is Lisa’s story. There was one girl I really liked at the blowjob school Lisa had set up. Like all the others she was only there to have a shot at winning the 10 billion dollars on offer for giving me the best blowjob. She was only 18 by a few days. She had large puppy dog eyes that could be best appreciated when they were looking up at me with my dick in her mouth. Lisa had quickly come up with an excellent curriculum and the favourite class of mine was life skills. In this class the girls were taught how blowjobs could and should occur in all social situations. I was sitting on a couch …

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The Futa Fairy – Futa’s Hot Boss Wish Chapter 1: Ms. Kim’s Futa Solution

The Futa Fairy – Futa’s Hot Boss Wish Chapter One: Ms. Kim’s Futa Solution By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 “We lost another account. Ms. Kim’s forgot to send them the follow-up information, so they went with another company to fill their shelves.” Britney’s complaining voice drifted over the cubicles, reaching my ears as I walked from my office to the bathroom. I froze, a sudden blush tinging my cheeks as I listened to myself being bad-mouthed. What was this about a lost account? And something I forgotten to do? “This company is swirling down the drain so fast,” groaned Miley. “We’re all going to be unemployed in two months if she can’t get her act together.” “She can’t handle her emails. I don’t know what made her think she could run a company.” Britney’s words stung. …

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Doll House – Ba

These last two months had Elle feeling wonderful, amazing and feeling her with so much confidence. Work was work. She always excelled in that environment, but now all her hard work was being noticed. Well, that and the tighter, shorter clothes she has been wearing. Not that she is trying to look like the office slut but that would not be so bad l, would it. No, she was finally feeling comfortable in her own skin. Her tall toned body needed to be shown off. That she let the blouses be a bit more low cut, the skirts having a higher hem and hugging her ass. She has even been letting her long brown hair fall down around her shoulders instead of tying it up in a ponytail. She liked the waves flowing as she …

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Evening Gone Wrong – Part 1

Zoe and her 18-year-old daughter, Katie, strode through the front door with an added skip in their step. “Honey, we’re home!” Zoe called. The house seemed unusually quiet, but Zoe thought nothing of it. The 36-year-old mother was one of those fit, active moms who loved being super engaged with her kids. While her younger daughter Callie was away at summer camp, her daughter Katie was home from college, and they’d decided to take full advantage of the time. Zoe had spent the entire day shopping in Orlando with Katie, spoiling her more than a bit, before they’d had dinner in the city and watched a movie in theaters to cap off the night. Now, with the moon streaming in through the door as she shut it behind her, they were tired but happy. “Dad? …

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Selling My Girlfriend: My Roommate’s Family (repost)

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Also, it’s not my best work. (reposted because of upload error) Selling My Girlfriend: My Roommate’s Family Sarah and I trudged up the apartment stairs to my apartment. Both of us were tired from a long day in classes and work. My plan was to make diner, fuck Sarah, study…maybe, then sleep. Repeat the next day. That was also about as complex as our relationship got due to our busy workloads. I opened the door and we entered. It was a two person apartment and my roommate was sitting in a chair in the living room. Jason was majoring in something business related but was really only here because of his soccer skills. Across from him on the couch was a man and a teenage boy. “Hey man, this is …

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