bdsm stories and histories

(I have a bunch of longer stories that I should be finishing but I'm not really feeling it right now. So here's something quick and dirty. Also obligatory I'm not a misogynist and don't support misogyny.)
I'm straight man. Straighter than most. My favorite thing in the world is playing with women. Now this can take many forms. Some days I'm the hero. The proverbial knight in shining armor. The one who gives you his seat in bus so you flash him as a means of expressing your gratitude. The one who reaches ...

Chapter 16
"Rob?" Kim came back into the living room. She raised her voice. "Hey, Rob?"
The dining table was in the kitchen and had room for four, six with some crowding. The ladies had already conspired to seat Rob in the corner so he couldn't leave the table without their leave. Four places were set, four glasses of wine were filled, Marion was serving a lamb stew....

Scene 1: The Headmistress' Address
"Welcome to a new year at St. Agnes."
The Headmistress' voice rang out, smooth and deliberate, filling the vast dining hall with the weight of tradition.
Her presence alone commanded silence, and she had yet to say a word.
She was tall. Her dark hair held in a perfect twist. Her face composed and her gaze assessing the students in front of her....

The sun woke me up.
I checked my phone.
5:21AM.
Thank God. I hadn't missed my weigh in.
Disabling the alarm, I slid out of bed.
The air was cold, but the floor was freezing.
Goosebumps covered my legs. My breasts were tight, my nipples, perky.
If only Ms. Rouge had photographed me like this. I would've looked so much better....

I had been giving him attitude for days. I had been sassy, combative, and constantly starting petty arguments. But there was a method to my madness. It had been too long and I needed to be fucked. But not our usual fine gets the job done kind of sex. I needed more. Something primal. I pictured him taking control, ravaging me and making me cum over and over. Basically I needed him to be a man and fuck this attitude out of me....

Stella Maris looks like ballet blonde belle, especially as she moves. Even when she sits it is with her back straight. Back at secondary school in Emmen - in the North of The Netherlands, near the border with Germany - she won with her partner only gold medals in ballroom dancing: English waltz, Quickstep, but also in Rumba and Tango. Ballet was weekly training without any official competitions or yearly public shows....

I got home just after five I opened the door and knelt on the ground waiting for my wife Lelia. She exited our home office a moment later, and like every time I saw her, she took my breath away. Every inch of her, and I truly couldn't  believe that I was married to this woman. And she walked up to me and stopped in front of me. I leaned down and kissed her bare feet. She looked down at me for a moment, and then pulled me to my feet. She kissed me and said to me  "I love you puppy, and remember... you'll be ...

"French Maid for Fantasy"


by J. D. Savanyu

Lola Robida was a gorgeous French redhead who loved good housekeeping and great sex. She worked as a live-in maid for Pierre Cassel, a billionaire Paris fashion mogul. Vacuuming his floors, polishing his antique cabinets, and washing his vast collection of haute couture apparel. Pierre gazed longingly at that lean busty ginger, prancing gracefully about his mansion with a feather duster and a Hoover. She loved his sense of style and his curious pe...

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Laurie woke up as Jack attached cuffs to her wrists and ankles.
"What..." she asked sleepily.
"It's B&D day," he explained. "Today will be all about bondage and discipline."
"You've dabbled it before, but today will be more... intense."...

The soft hum of the evening air was the only sound filling the room. The lights were low, shadows stretching lazily across the walls, and there you sat--tense, breath shallow, eyes locked onto the figure standing before you.
Shion.
Every inch of her commanded your attention, from her long, lavender hair cascading down her back, to the tight jeans perfectly hugging her hips. But your gaze--hungry, unblinking--kept drifting back to that hollow gap between her thighs. That perfect curve framed by denim, ...

A story brought about by conversations in various chatrooms. I've put it in the 'bdsm' category because there is no equivalent to the chatroom I got this idea from.
It's not for those who hold dear the respect for uttering 'No.' After all it's a fantasy. Perhaps it's a woman's view of just desserts....

Warmth. So needed in the winter time. Michael was at a hotel south of Jacksonville for work that day. They had planned and agreed to meet one sunny afternoon for some fun together.
Mary knocked at the door and was greeted by Michael. She was in jeans and a loose fitting top. Michael was in jeans and an unbuttoned shirt. Mary was tall and lean with short brunette hair. She had a pretty face with full lips, nice small breasts and a gorgeous round ass. Her skin was smooth and creamy white. After greeting ki...

Eve
I felt a kiss against my inner thigh before pleasure erupted inside me. I was halfway asleep as my pussy tingled beneath me. My eyes fluttered open and I pulled my head up only to see Scott with his head between my legs. His mouth was on my pussy and his fingers pushed inside me.
Oh my.
Scott pushed my legs further apart, making me feel so exposed to him. This heightened my arousal. He groaned against me. His beard tickled the sensitive skin of my pussy. I clutched the sheets beside me as he co...

"My boy, maybe I should have been clearer in my intentions.
You are to wear this cage until I decide to remove it.
Now since you are new to all of this, I will see you tomorrow at three pm.
So be here tomorrow, and we will talk about what is going to be expected of you from here on out, is that understood?...

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course pleas...

Note: As before, the subject depicted is a fictional creation and claims no relationship to any living person or persons. No character's thoughts or actions should not be taken as any kind of commentary on or depiction of any actual person or persons.
As many note with these sorts of stories, this is all well and good for fantasy and stories but the real world demands consent and respect....

Stephanie and Melissa were best friends. Both were nineteen-years-old, and, whilst both sets of parents were away together for three weeks the two girls stayed together at Melissa's house.
Stephanie came back from college and explained to Melissa, "One of my friends, Emma, was really naughty in class and whilst normally she would've been sent to the headmistress, the teacher, Miss Lewis, took exception and called Emma to the front of the class where she caught her off-balance and pulled her across her la...

She looks like Anya. Not exactly... no one could.
She's short but lean, eyes a little too widely spaced. Long blonde hair. No tits. Tiny ass. Fit. Glasses just a bit big for her face.
The harness around her waist says it all. eight inches of tan latex, shiny in the motel light. The head a bright pink. I look between my legs, knees by my ears. I see the dildo, but I also see my own cock, small and untouched in a steel cage....

PREFACE

My dear reader,
I hope that you are enjoying my story of a young couple and their bondage journey together. I will assume that you are, since you've gotten this far in the series. As you will soon read, our young couple will be venturing into more extreme bondage situations. I have been concerned about "going there", so I wanted to say a few things about this before proceeding. Please indulge me....

At the risking of showing my age, I grew up in a time before Self-service gas stations, before electronic credit card, before pay-at-the-pump, before there was such a thing as C-stores. It was the summer of my Senior year, and I worked the 10pm to 8am shift by myself at a service station off the interstate. Not a lot of business that time of the night and I spent a ton of time reading, Porn mags, Spanking porn mags, sex comics like "SEX-TO-SEXTY" Shaping my virginal youth so to speak. Spent an absurd amount...

Temptation (Ch. 02)
soppingwetpanties
This story can be read by itself, though Chapter One will give you more context.
This is one of WN's fantasies dealing with female body worship, a noble calling.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All character...

Chapter 10
Most mornings in the park, a pretty woman would detour from her run over to say hello and pet his dogs. She was of a slender build, she struck Rob a quite fit. Her hair, at the dark end of blond, was in a high pony tail as she exercised, but looked shoulder length. She always had a smile on her face. Rob thought her very attractive. He guessed she was younger than himself, by a little. She was always nice to his dogs; they took an instant liking to her despite their reticence toward most peopl...

First Timers - slave girl sara
I am Carrie, a twenty-one-year-old girl, still living at home with my mum, dad and James, my nineteen-year-old brother. Like most homes in our village, dad, and if he was away, my brother, kept a very strict house. Not the namby-pamby option of a slapped wrist and no pudding if naughty, oh no, nothing at all like that....

"You ever been into erotic asphyxiation?" She asks over the flickering faux candles. She wanted to meet for coffee their first date, but he insisted on dinner.
"Uh, no?" What the fuck, he thinks, Oh my god, what the fuck.
"I'm just messing with you," she says with a sly grin as she picks up her glass and swirls the wine within it....

The sub knelt naked and bound in the center of the room. Face down, eyes averted from the women who watched him, he struggled to understand what they wanted from him. They seemed to expect him to do something. Something that he knew he wanted to do but shouldn't. Shouldn't want to, not shouldn't do it. He'd do it alright, he knew that much, and he'd feel ashamed of himself. But he knew he'd do it as often as they wanted, just as soon as he remembered what it was....

As she sat on the bench feeding the swans, she suddenly felt a hand choking her throat. After it was removed, she stood up, bent down with her head between her knees, lifted her skirt, spread her cheeks and shaped her lips into an 'O' to give the interested party a good view of her set of holes. She saw a middle-aged white man who approvingly approached to inspect her shaven cunt. She felt both ashamed and excited at how moist it had become the very moment she had felt his hand on her throat....

Chapter 22: Vallerie's oath
One week later, Corantin was finishing the preparation for tonight's celebration. He was in the cottage where countless women had sworn absolute obedience over the years. One the second floor, the playroom had been furnished with all the tools necessary for the debauchery that would surely go deep into the night. On the ground floor, all the tools necessary for the ceremony had been arranged around the "altar"....

Thirty minutes. Chris grappled for another key, grunting as he fumbled it and heard it clatter on the floor. The cuffs limited his motion and flexibility quite a lot. He growled into the gag, tugging for a moment at his restraints. Half an hour to feel among what was dozens from the sounds of it. He absolutely intended to get loose, the question was if he could manage in time. So much of the room to search... and he had heard Violet scattering the keys with her foot....

We continued to see each other for months, *dating* in a way. I would meet her at the small cafe and we would catch up on our weeks. More accurately, she would have me report to her all my activities and thoughts, including who I found arousing in my day-to-day life. Even had me keep a diary of my deepest fantasies. I could have lied but I was too intimidated by her to try....

Chapter One
The carriage wheels clattered noisily over the cobblestoned driveway as the driver swung into the narrow turning. There was a brief flash of a small sign with the word 'Stables' outlined in gold lettering and Emilia turned her head and smiled at her aunt who was sitting next to her.
"How far is it now, Aunt Rowena?" she inquired excitedly, almost bouncing up and down on the sprung seat of the carriage as she thought about a whole week spent riding horses at the stables....