Continuing my first day with a new gift. For the last few years, shortly after my birthday, I received mental gifts. Over the years, I have learned to feel people's emotions, manipulate them, and last year, I learned to read minds. This year, I gained the ability to implant thoughts in people's minds as if they were their own. So far, I manipulated my mom and a trainer at the gym. On my way to my buddy's house, I contemplate the implications of my newfound abilities. I worry that I will selfishly use these ...

Therapist: Memory Maker - Part 4
Gabrielle, my secretary, was very deep in her hypnotic trance as I talked to her, creating a memory that would define her life. She had been heterosexual up to this point, but had a lot of bad luck with guys. I thought the best way to move her forward was to change that, was to make her want women from now on. This would be a good punishment, since she'd been listening in on my sessions with my marriage counseling patients, and would be a wonderful gift to my sister, her ...

Part 8 - The Business Trip
The following week Amanda went to work like normal. She hadn't spoken with Jenn since the night at the Roadway Inn. She wanted to reach out but didn't know what to say. She also wanted Jenn some time to reflect on it on her own.
Amanda started to get worried after a week had passed without any word from Jenn. However, her concern for her friend quickly shifted to excitement for herself when Rick summoned her into his office with unexpected news. She would be accompanying him...

I'm moving through the gym, sweat gleaming on my skin like a slick lure, every step radiating power and sex--I know eyes are on me, and fuck, I live for it. My body's a sculpted masterpiece--curvy hips flaring from a tiny waist, abs tight and defined, thighs thick and strong, flexing under black tights that cling like liquid sin. They're short, hugging my ass--round, high, plump from squats--barely covering the juicy curve before it spills out, riding up to flash golden skin. My hot pink sports bra lifts my...

The following very dark story has themes of non-consent sex, humiliation, abuse and other dark themes. If such content offends you, please do not read. This is erotic FICTION not meant as any sort of gender, political or societal protest. This is purely for entertainment and not meant to happen in reality. If you have issues with such kinks, please do not read....

Treat everyone with respect, and in the way that they choose to be treated. I do not condone slavery, sexual abuse or disrespect of anyone. I just have fucked-up fantasies that I'm writing down for anyone else that's similarly inclined.
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Joy couldn't stop touching her new collar. It was a simple half-inch wide band of brown leather, fitted with just enough room to put four fingers under it snugly, and closed with a flat metal clasp at the back.
The leather felt soft and warm and right around her throat.
Her life with Lawrence had been quieter the last few days. She was on the placebo pill stage of the packet all through her period, and although she'd been occasionally moody and reserved, they'd laughed together and shared their favour...

Chapter 1: The Selection
The corridor stretched before Margot like the throat of some colossal beast, its concrete walls sweating with decades of misery. The fluorescent lights above cast flickering shadows on the row of women. She kept her eyes lowered as instructed, but she could see the woman next to her trembling in her peripheral vision, a barely perceptible vibration passing through the canvas of her matching straitjacket....

Jackie and Art didn't like each other. They were at this required work party solely out of obligation, and standing next to each other solely out of coincidence. Jackie sipped her champagne, the fourth glass she'd had tonight. Between glasses she'd also been chugging water, fearing a hangover that would no doubt disrupt tomorrow's Friday morning. Why did they have to schedule this godforsaken party on a Thursday?...

The goblins' school was hidden by a small hill behind the forest on the edge of the village; it was a flat building made of mud bricks and an old thatched roof that blended in nicely with the landscape. A low hedge framed the school grounds and also enclosed a stable and a couple of sheds belonging to the school....

Lauren's Submission
By Jack Dallen
Introduction
This is a story about Lauren Sterling, a single mother who falls for her long-lost affair and baby daddy, Damian Grayson. It involves themes of power, submission, and eventually incest. All characters are over 18 and consenting. The themes can be taboo and shocking, intended as erotic fantasy, not real-life behavior. Damian is a toxic and powerful alpha male and Lauren's master in this story, and while his behavior here is intended to scratch certain ...

Author's Note:
This story is primarily a Non-Consenusal/Reluctance story. The story may be upsetting to those sensitive to the themes of rape or sexual assault.
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The summer I got graduated high-school I started my first job at the movie theater.
For the most part I enjoyed it. I got to see free movies, and all soda and popcorn I could possibly want....

My Ex - My Prisoner Pt 5
Sorry for the long delay for this chapter, it got written and torn up several times, before evolving into a chapter so long it had to be cut in half. That half is now the next and final chapter, and just needs some editing and proof reading. It should be posted soon.
It is strongly recommended to read this story from the beginning to understand the flow, references, changing relationships, and nuances....

This story includes messy power dynamics and non-consensual situations, including coercion, public humiliation, homophobia, forced orgasms, and reluctant participation. There's also voyeurism and rough play, so if that's not your thing, you might want to skip this one. If it is your thing I hope you enjoy it....

Caroline helps out an old friend
I was sitting watching the rugby on the TV, having a beer and relaxing when my phone rang. I picked it up and the screen was showing 'Caroline Ryan -- slut'. I smiled and hurried to answer.
Hi Caroline, how was the cruise? I asked.
It was fantastic, she replied, pure luxury and topped off with me getting fucked by half the crew! I currently don't mind if I don't have sex for a week by holes are all so sore!...

Author's Note -- There are elements of non-consent in this story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, please do not read.
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Dedicated to Victor ("Carlos"), Sonny ("JD"), Patrick ("Beto"), Ricky ("Andres"), Johnny ("Hector"), and Jose ("Joe") - you'll never recognize yourself in this but thank you for giving me your character....

I have always wanted to do this kind of a story, and I want to make one thing perfectly clear, in 40 years of being in the lifestyle I have never once force anyone down the rabbit hole or done things to their body that they didn't express an interest in or ask me about beforehand. I am also not racist and have had friends and lovers of all different colors, so put that out of your mind. As always this is a work of fiction, and I alone am solely responsible for the content herein. Any resemblance to any pers...

Full story, enjoy it.
Ps: several times someone complained about the title of this story, or at any rate about the use of the word Gipsy. It was not my intention to offend anyone, in my country they were also broadcasting on TV a program with such a term in the title, so I did not think it was offensive in other parts of the world. The main character in this story is inspired by Helizabeth Polly Grey from the TV series Peaky Blinders, a character I loved....

Mark your calendars! The organizer of the Legends' Day Author Challenge series is back with another not-to-be-missed event.
Here's more from blackrandl1958 herself:


Welcome to Legends' Day. I started this on March 17, 2017. Harddaysknight and I were sitting around talking one day, about writers who seemed to have stopped writing, for one reason or another; they did not have to explain their reasons to me or anyone else. We admired those OGs who set it all up for us newbies. Well, HDK was an OG...

Notes from Wyld: (I know, I know)
I never planned to release this version of the story--honestly, I was perfectly happy letting it collect digital dust in the archives. But after enough people asked (and some borderline threatened), I figured, fine, let's unleash the chaos. This version is a little different from the one I originally published. The themes are all there--betrayal, resilience, revenge, and one man's slow descent into therapy-induced madness--but it doesn't quite have the same sharp bite. T...

Author's note: This is my first story so I would appreciate any feedback at all, even if you think it sucks. Also, this will be a cheating girlfriend story, but I'm trying to make it slow burn.
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Noah sat at his desk, lazily clicking back and forth through site after site, not being able to decide what to do. Every time he finished his homework, he had this same problem. On most days, this is how he would end his night. Thankfully for...

The following is a work of fiction, and all characters therein are aged eighteen or over.
At first the "I don't do boyfriends" bit seemed like a great idea; - to have an arrangement with a girl, where there was no obligation, no dating,- but she just wanted sex -, seemed like a dream come true; but the reality was that I had to see her in order to have sex with her. She had made it perfectly clear that she called all the shots; - that she would make contact if she wanted to see me; I was not allowed to c...

In many ways, there's a great modern mystery that lurks throughout our cities, but only for a scant month or so every year. It's a place that seems to be there one moment and is gone again the next, returning once again a year later. Sometimes they're in the same space, other times they seem to move at random, but they always seem to inhabit old and abandoned buildings. Nobody really seems to know where they disappear to in their off season, they're simply empty and gone. Most people barely think about thes...

Everyone is 18.
I've known my straight roommate, Andy since high school. And, honestly, I've had a crush on him since I can remember. He's hot, he works out, he has a dashing smile, and he has a large cock. I remember when I first saw it get some blood flow. We were in the showers after football practice (all 18), and the guys were getting raunchy talking about the new girl in school. Andy joined in on the fun, and helicoptered his dick around while talking about how good she would suck it. In the maneuv...

Just a few days before The International-Auburn opening. Lori and I are joining our sex workers, 15 guys, 15 ladies, and bell staff, 20 people, from our International Hotel at Fisherman's Auburn. We are doing a test run on Tuesday and Wednesday with people who pre-registered to be some of our early guests before we cut the ribbon and open on Friday morning. How exciting....

I was in college and I had been hooking up with this woman for a while. A tall brunette over twenty years older than me. We matched on Tinder. I did not tell her how relatively inexperienced I was with women, so our hookups had so far consisted of her telling me what she wanted me to do. And when she didn't tell me directly, her hands would guide me to where she wanted me to be. I was eager to please. I touched and licked and fucked her however she desired. I should have realized that revealing this eagerne...

Arlo strode through the store without really paying attention, the isles filled with occasional shoppers pushing their carts or browsing a colorful selection of cheap, mass produced goods of every description.
Even in the three years since he had moved away from his home town the stores layout hadn't changed, Arlo bee lining towards the isle that held his prey, the male hygiene products. He grinned at the analogy even if it was cliché and even misogynistic to think that men hunted and women browsed. He h...

"A hotel room?"
Aurora repeated, "Yes, can we be together tonight, Ms. Harris? I won't tell anyone."
I thought to myself of how amazing it would feel to make her cum again but on her back with her legs wrapped around my head.
"I tell you what. Why don't you pack an overnight bag. I have a better idea. Do you trust me?"...

Dave's eyes drifted to the spreadsheet on his computer screen. He ignored the dull monotonous rows of data in favor of drumming his desk and checking his phone. The clock read 11:50 AM. He watched, waiting as the minutes crawled toward noon--and lunchtime.
His cubicle was in the back corner of the office, affording him some privacy. He bobbed his head to a steady beat pulsing through his earbuds. The music was loud, but not loud enough to drown out the hum of the office....

Authors note: The characters, places, names, and such are not to be used, copied, or such actions without the permission from the author. Any places, names, descriptions of real life people, places, and such is pure coincidental. Much effort has been placed in keeping everything in this series very original as possible. This story contains, scenes of sex, violence, and use of magic. Let it be noted that all characters engaging in sexual activities are of legal age of consent....