bdsm stories and histories

Author's Note:
Just a short story about an older woman's seduction of a college guy. Wondering if my audience has a passion for this type of story.
Votes and comments let me know what topics / stories to write in the future.
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Marie loved this part. Her first time alone with a young man. Her control coming from her erotic teasing and flirtation. His body flushed with desire for her matronly figure. Wavy brown hair that kissed the top of her shoulders. Full, firm natural breasts. Womanly hips ...

Melissa 1 A Beginning
I had seen Melissa around for some time. She was hard to miss, mid to late 20's, 5' 8," with long naturally blonde hair, big blue eyes, full lips, and a figure that was noticeable even when she wore her usual baggy sweats. She had shown up a few months earlier at one of our monthly munchs and from a casual conversation I had gathered that she was looking for a relationship with someone who didn't fall down worshipping at her feet, willing to do anything just to be with her. She had ...

I am seated at the far end of the bar when I see you enter, your reflection moving quickly in the mirror above the bar.
You spot me, glancing quickly my way before sitting at the other corner.
You look stunning.
Your long hair is held back with black clips.
Your face is made up.
You have on a white button down shirt, which is tucked into a short, black skirt with buttons down the side. Simple black flats on your feet, buckled across the top....

The continuing story of Petal and her Master. The first bunch of chapters are under the Nonconsent/Reluctance category.
All fiction, of course.
For my patron, Bach
Enjoy!
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"Wake up, petal. We need to talk."
My eyes flew open. I was curled up in his bed, his arm around my stomach. I rolled over and looked at him. He wasn't smiling, but he didn't look upset either....

Chapter 34
Dripping Wet
He was called the new Eminem; his angry, rough voice captivated millions. His lyrics were explicit and misogynistic, capturing the spirit of the times perfectly. His latest song, 'Dripping Wet,' was perfect for pole dancing practice. Naked girls writhed on five poles in our large gym to the sounds of this rap....

Beth Joins the Corrections Service Ch. 03
By Susan Greenway
[This story moves Beth's story forward from what happened in previous stories, appearing in the series, Kate Returns Home, in particular, Kate Loves Her Job, as well as the first two chapters in this series. It's not necessary to have read any or all of these previous stories to enjoy this one, although many readers will find that will enrich their enjoyment of this story. This story involves bodily functions, as well as severe administration...

???? Characters:
Vikas (24):
A quiet, reclusive young man with a hidden desire to submit. Introverted and restrained, he harbors fantasies of giving up control--but only to someone who understands his need for both respect and structure.
Aadithi (22):
Bright, confident, dominant. Vikas's neighbor since childhood, she's always had an intuitive understanding of power. As she matures, she becomes curious about control--not to hurt, but to guide. When she discovers Vikas's hidden desire, she steps i...

This story contains male submission, female domination, female submission, exhibitionist, erotic, and BDSM themes. If you don't like these themes, please skip this story. If you're looking for a lot of detail about sexual acts, this is not the story you're looking for.
This story is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or incidents is purely coincidental....

Work is a pain and it's only made even more painful by the presence of a disorganized workplace. One which is made up of people without any sense of teamwork ability. The type of people you wouldn't want to spend even a single second socializing with, but still forced to spend most of your day with. Such is the pain of many working people in this world....

Liz sat typing away at her office computer, going through the regular monotony of work. Back in the office and wearing a business suit with a Halloween-themed tie (it was nowhere close to October), she was back in the office and trying to keep focus. Most days that was no problem, but maintaining her concentration was proving rather difficult that day. It wasn't because of the work itself, nor even that she was just feeling tired, the problem was that she was distracted....

Chapter 1
After falling asleep while spooning Kim, Danny woke early in the morning to her pushing on his shoulder. After he rolled onto his back and yawned, he chuckled and asked, "Sorry, was I snoring?"
Kim climbed on top of him and answered, "Not really, I just wanted to lay on you." Then she scooted her hips down to his lap and laid on his chest....

Something had awoken in her. She had found a fire in her. A desire that wasn't there before. Having indulged the previous 2 weekends in carnal delights with two bi men and exploring her desires, she found herself wanting more.
We found ourselves waiting for his arrival for the third weekend in a row. Excitement buzzed through the house as tonight's activities would be a little more specific. Both my wife and her young lover had expressed interest while texting throughout the week in exploring some BDSM. ...

Charlie's head was spinning wondering what he was letting himself in for as Angela reached for the door handle and slowly opened it.
"Come, Charlie. Let us see what exciting things await you, shall we?" She smiled teasingly, and tugged on the leash fastened to the collar around his neck, walking into a small room. It was quite bare apart from what looked like a vintage leather pommel horse in the centre, a small cabinet on the wall and a second doorway on the opposite side....

Chapter Seven
Abruptly, Miss Caine lifted her bottom cheeks up and away from Rachel's probing tongue then, after standing up, she snapped at her companion to come and kneel down by the side of the copper bath tub. Stepping into it, Miss Caine sat down and sighed in pleasure as the hot water bathed her body with warmth before she ordered Rachel to wash her as she lifted one leg up out of the water. Grabbing the soap from its porcelain dish, Rachel slowly lathered it between her hands then rubbed the cream...

Chapter Eight
That evening, Mistress continued my instruction in the finer arts of card playing. I thought I was good but she seemed to be able to tell the odds at a moment's notice and to be able to read what I thought was the most expressionless face that I could muster. Baccarat was the game and I found myself comprehensively beaten, first at the card table and secondly over it as she lashed my naked bottom cheeks with a paddle until I thought that they would catch fire as the heat radiated from them....

The Maid


Chapter 2

A month has passed, and I seem to be tending to the needs of my mistress.
I seem to help her each day with her treatment. Pulling the blue circular device out, letting her suckle me, or lately I have been commanded to touch my quim during the treatment.
My father writes me a monthly letter, informing me of the coin he receives and advising me to remain humble to maintain my position. He tells me to work hard and attend church....

"Domi?"
"Nnnngh... ugh... I..."
"Pup?"
"Y-yes, Master...?"
The blindfolded, bound puppy panted, as he looked around the room. Dominic could hear Jin's voice, but he couldn't see him, which was an essential part of the care his Master liked to practice. Jin and Dominic's dynamic contained multiple levels of intimacy and care, but every now and then the husky made sure his puppy was detached from all of the burdens he faced outside of play, forced to rely on only his senses to relax and reboot....

Slamming the front door behind me as I burst into the house. My firey hot temper evident in my face. I throw my purse at the chair in the entry way, it was meant as a place to put on ones shoes but mostly served as my catchall. Tossing my jacket there too I stomp into the kitchen to pour a drink. Muttering the whole way about upper management and extra work loads without extra pay....

This is the final chapter of this series. Please feel free to let me know if you liked the series and would like more.
The whip licks my skin, no part of my body is protected. I cry out, the lash across my stomach smarting before another lash lands on my breast. Over and over the whip reddens my skin, the crowd murmuring when I cry out my pain, knowing that my cunt is leaking down my thighs. "It likes this!" I hear a man shout gleefully, the whip still making lines against my skin. Tears fill my eyes as ...

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'I recall it's my slave's birthday next week.'
'Yes, Mistress.'
It was a Monday evening and, as usual I knelt it my wife's feet collared and naked save for the chastity cage around my cock and the butt plug with its little tail that had been a gift for my last birthday.
'Mistress would like to know if there is anything her slave would like as a gift.'...

A cosplay event to remember


By Master John


Chapter 1

You are getting sleepy very sleepy you want to relax and sleep, oh Rin your supposed to be falling into a trance not getting up.
Rin glared at her room mate as she stopped picking up the costume, she had laid out the night before. Sarah, you know I need to get there early, or I'll miss all the fun, I haven't got time for your games....

Peppermint Chapter 6

This is the sixth chapter in the Peppermint series; for context it is suggested that the preceding chapters are read first. As always, text messages sent by Jack are shown in bold type; messages he is sent from either woman are shown in italic.
This chapter features harsher treatments than Jack has previously inflicted on Aimee; it verges on CNC in places and explores dark themes and sadomasochistic actions and psychologies. Please remember that Aimee is a willing participant ...

A/N: This Story Focuses More on Asexual Eroticism. Also shoutout of Thanks to volunteer editor hhhnnga for helping edit this story!
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Ida Claire Sinewood was up to her nose in paperwork. Normally, the sound of the newsroom ambience was the only thing she wanted to listen to all day. There was something comforting about the never-ending phone calls, the clicky clack of fast typing, overhearing snippets of muttered conversations; the sounds of hurried footsteps to get to the printer, to get another cu...

I expected Jan to come after work; it's Friday night, and we're still in the "can't keep our hands off each other" phase of our story. The problem (or maybe advantage) is that we both have jobs, so we have to behave during the week. Early to bed and all that... so as mad for each other as we are, our playtime is limited to Friday evening through Sunday evening. By Friday, we're both hot enough to fry eggs!...

"You're an asshole! I've had enough of your crap! I don't give a damn what you do anymore, you jerk." 
The words ripped through the air like sulfuric acid tearing into the fabric of their relationship. Joey needed to let off steam, but as soon as she said the words, part of her wanted to take them back. He wasn't giving her any affection, something she felt she needed on this day. He had told her she was an obsessive attention whore. ("Okay, so if he knows it, why doesn't he give me more attention?") She...

Daddy's Family
My name is Alice and I am Daddy's Good Girl. Since Daddy and I published our stories, we have both been getting requests to write more about Daddy's family. Daddy has given me permission to write some things so here they are.
First off, I want to talk about the "elephant in the room": jealousy. Daddy believes that most females have jealousy in their DNA and can't help but get emotional about sharing a man with other women. Because of this, Daddy has some strict rules that affects what I...

I was Eighteen When my dad married Jane. Mom died when I was Ten. My mom and dad adopted me at age two. My biological mother died in childbirth. My biological father died in a work accident when I was a year old. With no family to take me, I became a ward of the state until I was adopted. Jane is a lovely woman of color. She has a kind smile and warm brown eyes. She wears her black hair tied back in a ponytail. Her complexion is light and glowing. Since my dad passed eighteen months ago, things things have ...

1. In the beginning, there was Formless Flesh, without purpose, without order.
2. From the depths, God shaped the First Man -- upright, unyielding, made in the pure image of Sovereignty.
3. His form was holiness wrapped in flesh, and his breath bore the mark of command.
4. The beasts of the land bowed low, the wind obeyed his steps, and the waters parted for his voice....

He knew her tolerance of him was at a contemptuous low, and that her dominant spite was at a zenith as he cowered at her feet. Having licked her cunt and anus on the bed, the 63 year old Madam Sandra Gordon flexed her still attractive figure as she vented that contempt upon Dirk Bennett with her cane. Though he'd already spent liberally to the sheets whilst being indulged in Sandra's scathing verbal belittling of him whilst his tongue probed deep into the spice of her mature anus, his cock maintained a lust...

My day began with me arising before the sun. I had a rather busy day in front of me and it would be in my best interest to get ahead of it all. I began by quietly tidying the common room not wanting to disturb my Goddesses slumber. Next, I cleaned the bathrooms, and prepared the dining room for the evening meal....