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I'm CherryCarly and the best way to describe me is a good old Midwestern rainstorm. Drenching, rampant, relentless and at times an absolute soaker. I must admit I don't often share these types of things but as I head towards earning the badge of being alive 3 decades on this shit rock, it's inevitable. The sweet blossom I once was, has ripened to a delicious cherry red. My favorite color, if you'd like to know, reader. Ahh red.. reminds me of my very first red hot spanking....
Note from the author:
The following story was a collaboration between me an extremely talented author by the name of Lady Jane. We had a scene and took turns moving the story forward from our own unique perspectives. Her Literotica handle is ladyjane2099, so please be sure to check out her fabulous work....
In that moment, I was grateful for the man still gripping my wrists. His touch was grounding, something tangible to focus on as I tried to pull myself back together. My senses felt scrambled, my mind still chasing the fragments of pleasure and overstimulation. Someone nearby muttered something about me barely being able to stand, let alone walk, and despite the haze, I caught a note of genuine concern in his voice. A small, distant part of me appreciated it--was even touched by it. There was something gentl...
read in fullHappy Wife, Happy Life (F/M, Femdom, Reluctant Consent, Foot Worship, Light CBT, Spinoff of Mom's Favorite Toy)
A few years ago, I wrote a story called "Mom's Favorite Toy" and said after posting it that I was working on a sequel. I was, but after writing most of it I've found myself kind of stuck with it and not terribly happy with it. I will finish it and post it at some point, but I've hit a bit of a wall with it, unfortunately....
Please forgive any spelling mistakes. English is not my language. Translator software is not very good. So I tried edited every sentence as best I could. Thank you for your understanding. I hope you can still enjoy the story.
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001 Agent Fatale: Slave
Special Agent Sandra Morales is 27 years old....
This story contains graphic descriptions of consensual and non-consensual corporal punishment and descriptions of caning. If this offends you, you may prefer to stop reading.
Although the setting of this story is within a school, all the participants in this story are adults over the age of eighteen years. None of the characters depicted are real, and any similarity to real places or people, living or dead, is purely coincidental....
Episode One
I can't explain how it happened but one morning he crashed into my mind- not in the friendly way I usually thought of him. My hands moved between my thighs and there he was: his stupid, smug face flickering behind my eyelids. That conceited smile like he was crowned a king of something. It almost has a level of cockiness, he goes around thinking he's so handsome and good looking. Yes, sure his body is a mighty fine temple- broad shoulders, chocolate skin, strong abs and core, hands that could...
Chapter 1
Right. Let's get this out of the way, I fix printers for a living. And computers. And occasionally people's ability to turn things off and on again. You may call it a virgin, but no. I'm actually an IT technician.
Thirty years old.
South London.
Quiet flat above a vape shop. Smells like blueberry regret most days, but at least I'll never accidentally walk into the wrong building, it's the one that looks like it's permanently on fire....
"So what's this film about?" Grace asked, drying her hair in front of the bathroom mirror. She'd just showered with her friends and no, you fucking perverts, nothing kinky or even sexual happened as they cleaned themselves off. They spent most of the time talking and laughing about what happened in the previous few chapters....
read in fullMy beautiful girlfriend and I hadn't seen each other in weeks. We were long distance and while we had plans on moving in together, we weren't there yet. This meant that since we met on a cruise we were forced to have time apart.
We were forced to spend our time getting to know each other which was nice, if we had been together we would have spent every waking moment making love. I couldn't my hands off her, but if you saw her, you would understand why....
A/N: features chastity, funishment, minor blood warning. All characters are depicted 20+
One shot.
I can feel the knot between my ears about to fucking explode and push my chair back with a sigh. The wheels on this second-hand piece of shit don't even work properly and I veer slightly to the left, the scrape of plastic on wood announcing itself to my internal, frustrated background buzz....
Part One: The Purpose
I saw your photo again.
That look -- half-aware, half-lost. Like you already know what you're for. It stopped me mid-thought. You weren't smiling. You weren't posing. Just waiting. Like your body was already speaking for you: Take me.
You've begged for this. Not in words -- you don't need words anymore. It's in your posture, your eyes, the way your lips part without thinking. You want to be used. Not touched. Not held. Not even fucked. Used. Like a function. Like your existenc...
Arthur woke before dawn Thursday morning to a whisper. Hot breath washed over his ear and curled against his neck. His eyes fluttered open to the darkness.
"Please, Sir."
The soft whisper stirred him to life, only to find himself joining the action en media res. His cock stood stiff with arousal. Heat soaked his crotch. He shifted, and the base of his dick rubbed against wet, parted labia. The lips next to his ear released a soft moan....
Title: Velvet Protocol
Subtitle: Secrets that Bind
Forward
This novel is a seductive descent into a world where truth is wrapped in silk, and power is measured by how deeply one can surrender. It follows a woman so hypnotic that both enemies and lovers fall at her feet--but in this world, love can be weaponized, and submission can rewrite the fate of nations....
It all started about six months ago. Carmen answered an online ad and began exploring her secret love of being humiliated and degraded with an anonymous stranger she'd met online.
He asked her a million questions and their online play sessions grew more involved and more intense. The more he learned about her, the better able he was to get inside her head. She was wet much of the time just thinking about it all--and her orgasms were intense. But, she wanted more....
Chapter 3: New Realities
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A Very Different Kind of Proposition
It had been a week since that last session with Christina. Ben had gone back home re-energized and ready for another week or two of the rat race and the stress of it all. Instead, he'd found his cases were being slowly cleared with no new cases coming in. He'd been a bit weirded out by it and then his boss had hit him...
Heather had woken before dawn. She hadn't set an alarm--her body had simply known. Her room was quiet, the air still. She had watched the light shift across the ceiling, too alert to sleep, too uncertain to move. By the time the house began to stir, she was already dressed and downstairs.
The dining room was empty when she arrived. A long wooden table, freshly set. Pale cloth, polished silver, a small vase of white flowers. Even the table seemed to hold its breath. She hadn't meant to be first, but somet...
M&M White Girl Dairy Mansion
Literotic Edit. May 25, 2025,
Once upon an alternate Parallel Universe, a Dark Mirror Anything is possible Universe. A Black Big bang world where feminized submissive white people especially young white nymph females sexually crave being criticized, brutalized mentally, and physically by superior black women. Ebony Empire controls white people after Ebony Labs created a fake pandemic that suspended the white majority government. A Black New World Order swept over the count...
It's been a long rough week but Hudson finally gets a chance to unwind with his friend who's a girl. He hopes he can maybe make some moves tonight to get her to notice him more than a friend. He has liked her for a long time ever since they went to that party and she went up and danced on the stage. Even though they have hooked up in the past with a condom to be safe. It was nothing more than that. He has been nervous about telling her his true feelings. It's difficult because everything she does just gets ...
read in fullAuthors note: I'll apologise in advance that there's not a lot of sex stuff in this one, it's mostly background and thinly veiled foreshadowing. I think it helps things flow, but if you were to just skim through it you'll get a bit of insight into how things went the very twisted way that they ended up going. Β Mel xx...
read in fullCopyright Β© May 2025 by CiaoSteve
CiaoSteve reserves the right to be identified as the author of this work. This story cannot be published, as a whole or in part, without the express agreement of the author other than the use of brief extracts as part of a story review.
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons....
This is a story about Elaine, a young dominatrix in her early 20's. Angel, from Angel of Havoc series is also a major character. This is the sequel to the Angel of Havoc series and checking out Angel's past in that story first is strongly recommended.
0 Three Months in the Future
Mistress Elaine was wearing a thin, black minimal latex bra and skirt. She was otherwise naked. Her nails were also painted glossy black with silver speckles. Her giant and statuesque form towered over the naked slut bound in...
*Inspired by real life events*
Mark sat in his kitchen, anxiously looking at his phone. He was waiting for a call of his girlfriend Carla, who would come back from a trip with friends this weekend. Normally she should have called by now, she said she would arrive at her apartment at noon. Now it was already 2pm and he became nervous....
I look up as the door to my office beeps and opens. It's Hannah, of course. She's the only one who never knocks. I'm always leaving her stuff behind when I head home, so she persuaded the IT guys that, since she's my fiancΓ©e and co-worker, it was okay to add my door to her card.
"Lunch?" I ask, already closing down the documents on my screen....
The cuffs clicked shut with mechanical finality, leather biting into her wrists as Sir fastened each one without a word. No gentleness. No ceremony. Just the brutal elegance of restraint, cool and inescapable.
She flinched at the last cuff--barely, but I saw it. Watched the muscle twitch in her thigh, the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes, quickly masked by the stiff lift of her chin. She was trying to be brave. Foolish, maybe, but beautiful for it....
Chapter 39: The Power of Never Being Equal
"We weren't equals. That's why it worked." β Mistress Staci
Some people bristle at that. They want to believe love is only real if it's even. That for a relationship to be lasting, both sides must share the same voice, the same power, the same standing....
Chapter 2
"Get over here and clean us up. We're just getting started," he said as he looked at me with a devious grin.
I stood up nervously and started towards the bed. I realized for the first time that my dick was hard as a rock. I was so excited at that moment that I found myself wanting to do anything he asked....
Chapter 1: The Target
The crystal chandeliers of the Calcutta Club cast dancing shadows as Lady Kamala Devi surveyed the room. To any observer, she was simply another colonel's wife. But beneath her emerald silk sari, sewn into the lining of her choli, lay a coded message that would reach independence fighters in three provinces by dawn....
Authors Note: These chapters will make almost no sense if not read in order. If you haven't, I strongly suggest you go back to the introduction and chapter 1.
Warning, the story is getting even more sadistic. Enjoy.
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Fred overslept. "OH SHIT!" He awakened with a start. Looking at the clock he realized it was 9:30am, not awful but he should have thought of setting his phone alarm. He never intended to leave Clair for, what, eight hours. Two glasses of wine and all the e...
Day 3
I woke up next to Racheal, carefully got out of bed then went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Then I went out to the living room, Amanda and Victoria were already awake. I greeted them then went to work making breakfast, I noticed that coffee had already been made. While fixing breakfast Beth and then Racheal joined us....