My wife has been pegging me wither strap on for some time now typically when she’s in one of her Dominant moods, she called me and asked if I was anywhere near her office, she had something to show me. So, I swung by and she told me to come into her office and she closed the door behind her and locked it. She went to her bag and pulled out the most realistic dildo I have ever seen. She had this wicked look in her eyes telling me to feel it. I must have had this look of amazement; doesn’t it feel real she asked. Not felling any cock but my own I said yes its really does not hard plastic it had foreskin and it bent but still had some rigidity to it, she said look at this extra bonus turning it around showing me the base it had a reservoir that could be filled with whatever and it also vibr
Forced by a Stranger
The following is not real but, in my mind, sometimes I wish it were:
I’ve always been an exhibitionist; I just enjoy being naked in the great outdoors. I am a well built man and have always been a little by-curious. To try to stay healthy I try to take hour long walks every morning and sometimes again in the evenings.
One day as I was walking down the road, I noticed a patch of tall grass on the side of the road. It came to me that I could lie down in the grass naked and listen to the cars pass down the road without being noticed. I thought that I’d give it a try, so I waited until there wasn’t any traffic around and walked over and laid down in the tall grass and waited for a car to pass. After a couple of cars passed, I was convinced that they couldn’t see me,
Its 11:45pm on a Friday night and I’m sooo disappointed! I’ve been looking forward to tonight’s date all week and it was a total bust. John looked so cute in his picture. He has a deep strong voice and we totally vibed on the phone. I spent 2 hours getting ready for tonight. Perfect hair, mani, pedi, my short black skirt, just tight enough white top and my new open toe 3 inch stiletto’s.
I walked into the bar for our 9:30pm date and sat next to him not realizing it was him. When he nervously said my name, I looked over and forced a fake smile and sign of appreciation. He’s clearly a decade older and a dozen pounds on top of his picture. Conversation was forced and his sloppy presentation was embarrassing. After three strong cosmos he went to the bathroom. Finally an opportunit
Wife's Cheating Dilemma - 3 (FFM, nc, bi, voy,drugs, beast)
Chapter 3
As you, dear reader, will recall my Spanish wife had been cheating and was receiving some "special" treatment from a woman who goes by the name of Snake Lady.
Snake Lady has just finished trying to use a huge black dildo on my wife and she has not been able to take more than the head of it.
Snake Lady has been demanding she accept more of the length of the dildo into her stretched gaping red cunt opening.
Snake Lady speaks, "I have not finished with this little woman in the damn least!!
Wild man," that is what she calls me, "I think your cute little woman has to become a true bitch in heat, and learn to take anything I give her any way I choose."
I stood, rathe
Background
Megan was your typical high school senior who lived a sheltered life in a beautiful suburban home with a loving mother and father; your classic all american midwestern girl. From a young age Megan had always been into ballet and swimming leaving her slim and athletic but also a bit of an outsider at her large school due her travel and sports, especially with the boys. It also didn’t help that despite having an athletic physique, she didn’t have many of the attributes that typical high school boys flocked to; standing at 5’7 with auburn brown hair, small B cup breasts, and very toned from many long nights of training. Also unlike other girls her age Megan never dressed to flaunt her body.
Despite this Megan did have a few boyfriends over the years the most notable being a b
(This is a stand alone story but to find out how Megan lost her virginity at prom check out my other published stories)
Megan sat in her room excited to begin her freshman year of college. High school was fine but something about college just felt different, more important, and more free. High school had ended with Megan unwillingly losing her virginity but for the most part she had gotten over it. If anything, she was determined not to be a victim again.
Freshman year started off great. She got along with her roommate and was quickly making friends. Her only regret was that she got cut from ballet but it did allow her the freedom to go to parties and enjoy everything college had to offer.
For Megan things began to change when she met Josh. Josh was also a freshman and coincide
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Marie looked out of her small, ground-floor tenement window onto a broken patio with weeds growing out of the cracks. She watched as John Phillips, her large and forbearing landlord, walked heavily up the path towards her front door.
It had been a long and difficult winter for Marie. She spent her 20th birthday being beaten up by her crack-addled boyfriend and resolved to pack a bag that November night and escape. As her boyfriend came down on his stimulant high with a hefty dose of alcohol, she snuck out of the flat and into the siren-filled street with a blue plastic carrier bag of clothes and a black eye.
Sniffing quietly, she used the last of her cash to buy a Greyhound
My Female Cashier Forced Me to Be A Sissy
My name is Jace and I am a former store manager before I was “quit” unfourtanately most people are usually fired from this job due to doing a poor job or stealing but not me but I didn’t even get to quit by my own choice. So let me explain how and why I had to quit not only my job but also my old life.
To start as I said earlier my name is Jace I am about 5’11 and weigh 200 lbs. I am white and Im not really fat or muscular but kind of chunky I would say I have an average build with dark brown hair and brown eyes I would shave my chest and legs but never my arms and one day I had become very short handed in my job and was in dire need in a cashiers and stockers. I started doing interviews and this girl came in dressed for the job which was a grea
Fair Trade
By
Michele Nylons
David Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger.
"You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you that? " Michelle seethed.
David just cringed behind the wheel.
“And of course we are both perfectly dressed to make mechanical repairs or go for a romp through the desert to find help! We might as well be on fucking Mars! We haven’t seen a single vehicle since we left the black
(Very first story submission...be kind!)
CHAPTER 1
I met this hot Filipina girl, Kylie, with a deep voice in the mall. Not deep as in MANLY deep, but it was sultry, like liquid sex that was just dripping everywhere. Every time she spoke, I felt hypnotized and couldn’t stop thinking about banging her hot body. She had shoulder-length, black hair and cute tits that were big enough to handle, yet small enough to not be overwhelming, so it was a nice B-cup that stood perky. Her ass was to absolutely die for and I kept thinking how nice my cock would feel while pounding a tight little ass like that. Whether she wanted it or not, I was planning to tap that ass in my hotel room. I figured that if I could pump my first big load in her sweet pussy and leave her mind to deal with the pregnancy
The story i'm about to tell, be it good or bad, is the story of my life over the last two years. I would tell you that it's true in every aspect, but i feel certain that no-one would believe me so i shall save myself ridicule and say no such thing. It's the story of my ability. . . my ability to control people to do whatever i want, whatever i desire.
I discovered this talent by accident a couple of years ago, and to this day i don't know how it works and i don't know why it works, but work it does, and with an effectiveness that means that with a simple gesture and the power of thought i can get anyone to do my bidding, no matter how disturbing my wish may be. They are simply powerless to refuse.
It all started on a crisp spring morning in 2006. I was pouring myself a second cu
Chapter 1:
Berlin, Germany:
The young man climbed up out of the bed, leaving the naked woman to silently cry. He looked out the window at the rainy city, chuckling to himself in both satisfaction and anticipation.
“What in God’s name are you?” the woman hissed as she curled up in the fetal position.
She was beautiful in body but broken in spirit, her inner thighs red from the blood of her torn hymen. Her virginity had taken from her to the sound of her twisted cries of pain and lust, caught in both sexual humiliation and fulfillment. The young man’s smirk gained a bloodthirsty curl and he flicked his finger as if to tell her that there was something he needed to show her. The woman was dragged out of the bed as if an invisible hand had grabbed her by the throat. She hit the wa
I sat across from the couple and licked my suddenly dry lips. Could I do this? Could I really sit here and tell them my story? She said I had to. He said it all led up to this. All of my training, led to this. If I couldn’t do it, I would have failed. Him. I would have failed hi,. My heart started racing and I knew I would do it. I would find a way, I could not fail.
I smiled like he had shown me. Just a small uptilt at the corners and looked slightly down and to the left, letting my head fall a bit to that side so that my hair slid away and exposed the long column of my neck. I could see the man looking, and he licked his lips, his breathing getting just a touch faster. I had him. I had to get her too. If I couldn’t get her too, the story wouldn’t matter. They had to buy into me, my bod
I sat across from the couple and licked my suddenly dry lips. Could I do this? Could I really sit here and tell them my story? She said I had to. He said it all led up to this. All of my training, led to this. If I couldn’t do it, I would have failed. Him. I would have failed hi,. My heart started racing and I knew I would do it. I would find a way, I could not fail.
I smiled like he had shown me. Just a small uptilt at the corners and looked slightly down and to the left, letting my head fall a bit to that side so that my hair slid away and exposed the long column of my neck. I could see the man looking, and he licked his lips, his breathing getting just a touch faster. I had him. I had to get her too. If I couldn’t get her too, the story wouldn’t matter. They had to buy into me, my bod
WARNING:
Brutal, non-consensual multiple rape fantasy story. Contains extreme graphic sexual sadism, obscenity, torture, snuff and offensive content.
All characters are above 18 years and above. None of this is real.
Part one. The arrival home.
It’s nearly two in the morning. The black van cruised down twisted streets, surrounded by the monoliths of silent factories and warehouses. This district is deserted by night and filled with noise and smoke in the day.
Down to the end of the farthest street, obscured by a vast red bricked and grimy building is the house of ordeals. It sits at the edge of this district, facing a dormant and polluted sea where no man roams without reason.
The black van turned slowly and stopped before a great black iron gate, chained and padlocked
My wife and I recently were talking about dick size. She said she didn't understand why guys were so hung up on size. "Size doesn't really matter" she said.
I said, really guys weren't the ones hung up on the size of a damn cock, but it was the women who were fascinated with it. I said "the women not hung up on size are the one's that haven't had a really big dick yet."
"What do you mean?" she said.
I said, "Angelique if you ever had a bigger dick, you would probably go wild as shit." "I think you're big enough for me baby, she said." "Why do you think that black guys are bigger than white guys?" Sounding really intrigued.
You must understand, my wife was extremely conservative. Just getting her in this conversation gave me hope of seeing her with a monster big black cock shoved up
Story of what many housewives sometimes have to do, whether want to or not.
Monday morning Mary was back in Beck's office. He rose from behind his desk as she was ushered in by the smirking Amber. Thankfully, he waved the smug little bitch back out the door as he motioned Mary to come stand before him. He grinned in satisfaction as he scanned her up and down, nodding in approval at her attire.
Today she was dressed in a black sk
Chapter 3
Mary did not get called into "work" the next day, nor the day after that. She dressed as Beck had commanded--short skirts, stockings and garter-belt, no panties--and stayed home, jumping every time the phone rang, butterflies in her stomach until she learned it was not the dreaded Amber calling her into "service". And after each fa
The next morning Mary found Walter, as she had expected, passed out in his chair. She rousted him out, coldly ordering him to get ready for work. He obeyed without protest, his guilt weighing on him as much as his hangover. Mary made breakfast for the kids then drove them to school in her nightgown and robe, as she often did. Back home, she was clearing the breakfast dishes whe
Mary Conley checked her makeup in the tiny mirror of her compact. Her ruby-red lipstick was perfect, thick mascara and smoky eye shadow, light blush across her high cheekbones all checked out fine. After applying a light dusting of powder across her nose, she snapped the compact closed and slipped it back into her purse. She hoped she looked all right, dressed in a dark green p
Galloway took Valerie to his cabin in the woods. She was kept in a spacious room he had outfitted as a torture chamber. He had taken women there before; she was not the first to be brutally used by him and his friends.
He placed her in a room fitted with a cot and a chair and with access to a toilet where she could shower and fulfil
Getting the mail one morning, I noticed a white envelope for me with no return address. Eager, I ripped open the envelope and saw an invitation to the house of a buddy of mine. He was a horny bastard, even worse than myself. With the reputation of a man-whore, he would fuck anything breathing, so his appetite for sex serves as a great service for h
The breeding farm is a secret located on a large estate in the country side. I began the farm a few years ago from increased demand for natural insemination from women. My philosophy is to impregnate women clients with my seed. Women are referred by their doctor, their lawyert, and personal application to be considered as a client. After medical tests, counseling, an
This story is an example of a wild night an ex and I had, she had always wanted to live out a rape fantasy she had and this was our first opportunity to try.
To start we were both in our early 20’s, we knew my roommate would be out for the weekend and we had always had really rough sex(I’m fond of it and got her into it over the relationship to the point where she would beg for it over normal sex) so she asked if we could play this fantasy out over the weekend. We broke down the idea and how we wanted to play it out a
Part 2: The Experiment
Chapter 1: The Gas
On the screen, the children are still asleep. The man presses a button. The windows inside the room open up and this deep blue-colored gas drifts ominously into the room. Slowly, it spreads to the beds Sleeping, the two teens inhale deep breaths of it. The man picks up a pencil and stats writing on a notepad. "
I think she knew somehow what I was going to do to her- and yet she stayed. This sweet little girl, daughter of my next door neighbors, who I'd watched and masturbated to many times as she played outside, now sat on the couch in my living room next to me, talking to me about her friends and what a nice day it was outside as she sipped a cold glass of lemonade. She pulled back sl
David and Rachael are abducted to an unknown place, remembering nothing but their names.
Joe, a struggling college student and part-time male stripper, is having trouble making ends meet. He volunteers for campus experiments that pay cash. Sometimes the experiments get a little kinky...
     Waking up, I glanced around, I was back home, in my own bed. How the hell did I get here? Whatever they gave me to knock me out this time still left my mind sharp. I remembered it all, getting my face spunked by the teens, getting gang banged by six well hung studs, then, getting horse fucked, and to top it all off, the wealthy owner busting
