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(The third part of Della's Dominion. Part 1 is Haughty, part 2 is Cruel.)
He answered his phone before the second ring. He recognized the number from the day before and made a mental note to add it to his contacts.
"Hello..." Why so breathless? Couldn't he muster a modicum of self-control?
"Frankie," Della began, her voice brusque, as if she were the only one with things to do that day. He was at work, for chrissake! And he hated the name she had started using that morning....

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. Four have already been written and I am sure you can figure out which ones.
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 pl...

He asked so politely.
That was the first mistake.
I don't do sweet requests. I don't do "please." But there was something about the way he said it--like he'd been holding it in for months, maybe years. Like this wasn't a kink he stumbled into, but a hunger he couldn't outrun anymore.
And I wanted to see him break....

Genesis of this story. Once again, I set out to write the perfect four-page story and end up droning on for many more than that. Sorry if it is too long and I apologize for any long windedness. Enjoy. If you want more, please rate and leave a message for me to that effect.
Note: Ordinary actions and dialogue are written as normal text....

Christian shut his laptop and rubbed his eyes. His afternoon had been filled with pointless meetings and long winded emails, but he'd made it through. He wasn't sure if Elizabeth's teasing messages had helped make the corporate drudgery pass faster or more painfully, but he smiled as he scrolled back through the texts and pictures she'd sent....

The next day dawned hotter than hell.
By noon, the air outside was thick enough to chew.
Cicadas screamed from the oak trees.
The streets shimmered under the brutal Texas sun.
It was the kind of day that made everything slow.
Sticky.
Heavy.
Perfect for what I had planned.
I sipped a tall glass of sweet tea on the back porch, the condensation dripping down my wrist, watching the lazy stillness of my backyard....

Chapter 7. Saturday afternoon - More Training, anal
I lay there, just waking up as I hear my Mistress talking in the living room "Setup up lunch on the balcony and I'll take care of the rest. Here, this is for your trouble."
I then hear the front door close and Mistress open the door to where I was and walk into the bedroom. I open my eyes and watch as she takes off her robe, to stand before me, nude....

Stella Maris had fallen ill in winter. Her internist prescribed antibiotics and declared her cured in spring. Nevertheless, her belly was often painful, especially during cold wet weather. A short spring holiday in France in a small second home her folks bought, brought us occasion for much more sex than at my dorm, where she felt everyone might hear her orgasms. There the weather was lousy, another reason we were often between our sheets. We evened our record set in winter, of mating eight times in one day...

Chapter 1
Claire sat in her car, head leaning against the steering wheel, lightly sobbing, as she tried to compose herself. The parking lot was for a small strip mall-style sex shop. The car was on its last leg, not starting every fourth time, the interior falling apart, and smelling like a cat had given birth there, but it was all she could afford. Her life was hard....

I had alway been curious about bondage, edging, milking. I fantasised about meeting an experienced dom to make this a reality; a helpless slave giving up control, toyed with and drained like an animal. After a few months of looking online the opportunity presented itself to truly submit.
I came across a profile titled "Edging / Milking / Cum Control". It belonged to a master, an expert in restraining young and willing subs, keeping them chained until they saw it fit to finally give them release....

While you've been working long and stressful hours this week I've been taking care of everything at home so that you don't have to worry about anything. So, the yard is mowed, groceries bought, meals planned, bills paid and filed, the trash and recycle has been taken out, everything has been dusted and cleaned, all the laundry is done, and floors have been mopped. When I got home this afternoon all I had left to do was vacuum and you know I'm saving it for last because I hate to vacuum....

"Missy..."
I didn't pause -- hell, I didn't even blink at Mister's tone. My eyes met his glare as I wordlessly shoved a leg into my work pants. I raised a brow questioningly at him knowing full well the beast I was poking. A little hop and I yanked my work slacks up, quickly stuffing in the loose ends of my blouse before cinching the button. It was six-goddamn-thirty in the morning, and I was already running late to work. I didn't have time for this....

After you spank me thoroughly with your bare hand on my bottom until i'm bright red, you lay me on your bed and firmly tie me to each bedpost by ropes attached to each of my arms and legs. You turn on your ceiling fan for a light breeze, making our skin (and especially my nipples) slightly sensitive....

This is the first bondage story I ever published so I’m cheating a little for the On The Job 2025 challenge. However, it was a long time ago on a site far far away.

I slide behind my desk hoping nobody will notice my late arrival. My body is stiff from a weekend in bondage and simply being able to move my limbs freely feels awkward. I am even uncomfortable to find myself clothed, at least in the common garments worn in the outside world rather than the tight rubber fetish wear of my enacted fantasies...

We'd met online. You are submissive, I am dominant, together we have been exploring your curiosity about orgasm denial, never meeting in person until last night. Over dinner we both came to realize that what attracted us online is a hundred times more powerful in person. You didn't stay with me last night only because I thought time apart to process our feelings would be wise....

Part 8 of The Brat Chronicles
Eve
Tomorrow came around after the first time Scott pushed his entire cock in my asshole for the first time. I had been on my best behaviour. It was almost instinctual. A part of me felt like anal was on the table now. Even though I knew I could stop Scott at any moment, I knew I wouldn't unless I was truly distressed....

I don't know what I expected when Alice suggested we stop by the sex shop on the way back from brunch, but I definitely didn't think it would lead to me being locked up in a cage with her holding the key.
We'd been joking about trying something new for a while--light bondage, spanking, a few toys here and there. But today she seemed... curious. Playful. There was a little sparkle in her eye as we walked into the shop together, hand in hand, the bell above the door jingling like some sleazy version of Chr...

My professor's words blended together as my mind trailed off and the lecture loomed on in the backdrop.
What did Rylee mean when she said she had a surprise for me after class? It had already been a full week since she had kept my keys and given me her list of rules for my so-called chastity sentence. I had been good about following them and had memorized them in just a day or so, reading them every morning and night just to further engrain them....

Two Velvet Gloves
Themes/content warning: Female Led Relationship, FemDom, male sub, high heels, Keyholder, cockcage, mild CBT, consent as rapport in a LTR
You'll be here in a minute. You're taking me out for dinner tonight and you're never late. We're going to the finest restaurant in town, and I've dressed for the occasion. The stockings that you love me to wear, tucked into a pair of heels so high that I am almost the same height as you when I wear them. A figure-hugging black velvet dress that emp...

She tossed him the keys with a casual flick of her wrist. "You drive," she said, her tone light but unreadable.
He caught them reflexively, eyebrows lifting. That wasn't how their trips usually began. And he noticed something else--he hadn't been asked to "prepare" himself. No instructions. No plug. No collar. No toys waiting in plain sight. The bedroom had been tidy, the bed made, everything quiet. Only the packed bags in the corner gave any indication they were going anywhere at all....

He came through the door just after six, tired and ready to collapse. His tie hung loose, his shirt wrinkled from a long day. But what stopped him in his tracks were the two suitcases by the door--his and hers. Packed.
She stepped into view like she had been waiting all day for this exact moment. Calm. Confident. That energy she wore when control wasn't a question--it was a fact....

Jack and Eve discuss their prior trysts. They discuss what may be on the next agenda. Eve tells him that different things excite her and that she would like Jack to surprise her next time. Jack ponders it for a few weeks and decide to see how Eve reacts to a bit of bondage.
He starts work in his workshop on her surprise and doesn't let her even take a look. He builds a system of pulleys that will pull her legs up and apart as well as two more for her legs. He can totally suspend her with just a few tugs....

She didn't plan to bring it up that night.
They were curled up in bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting warm light across his face. Her head rested on his chest, the quiet rhythm of his breathing grounding her. They'd been together twenty-six years. They'd weathered storms, raised kids, made a life out of ordinary days--and yet something had shifted between them recently....

Chapter 5 - Friday 1st night basic training
We arrive back at the same hotel as we had dinner and turn the car over to the valet. I grab my small bag; it mainly held my shaving gear, hair brushes, shampoo and soap. I also had a change of underwear and socks, but I had the idea I might need only the socks. As we walk across the lobby, she looked at me and said, "One to two steps behind me. Also remember to run ahead to open doors, hold chairs and push buttons. I am to be treated as a Victorian Queen, not ...

Slut interview [A cautionary tale]
Part 2 of a 3-part story of one sub's struggles to find a Dom
Part 1 - initial online contact
Part 2 - remote control games and edging
Part 3 - first meet (rough sex and degradation)
Also available as Audio
Island_hopper: "Okay slut. Until then, I want you to touch yourself and almost cum every 30 minutes. Every time you do, send me a message."...

This story has dubious morals, taboo sex, and lots of BDSM. Let me know what you want to see in future stories in the comments!
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I met my fiancée's dad, Mr. Vera, four years ago after only three months of seeing Jenna.
Jenna was absolutely beautiful, with deep brown eyes and dark, curly hair. She was bubbly, kind, intelligent, and her skills in the bedroom won me over almost immediately....

It's a new day and Jo and I are both off today. It starts out at breakfast, I wake up and Jo is not in the bed. I reach down and fondle my morning hard cock. I stroke it and it ozzes a little precum, I think I'd better get up or I'm going to have to jerk off.
I get up slip on a pair of briefs and my cock stretches the silky material. I head to the kitchen and Jo is there standing at the stove scrambling some eggs. She's wearing a pair of skimpy briefs thay does nothing to hide her ass and she has a doubl...

I woke up to voices in another room. I couldn't see, I couldn't move, I couldn't talk. The voices were saying something about "her tits being too small and useless" but I couldn't tell for sure. It was so cold, I guess because I was naked laying on a stainless steel table?
I guess I was blindfolded too because I couldn't see. My arms were stretched out and tied on either side. My legs were spread extremely wide and my ankles were tied....

Chapter 26: Elves and old memories
As Corantin was no longer in a rush to reach the capital, he was in no rush this morning. He did it at a much more relaxed pace than the one he had followed in the last few days. Furthermore, he had a feeling his expeditive departure would earn him an earful from the senior staff even though he had done all the paperwork awaiting his review before starting his preparations. He also took a few hours to train with the girls in the small training ground squeezed within the...

Bedroom
He threw the bedclothes back and sat up. Caroline hated it when he got like this. And it was happening more often.
She reached a hand out to touch his back but he shrugged it off. He was frustratingly childish sometimes.
"Oh come on! Look, love, I'm really sorry. But I've told you so many times... tying you up and that stuff with your balls is... well, its pervy! You'd just be lying there enjoying it and I'd be doing all the work."...