bdsm stories and histories

You make your way through the foyer of my building, walking to the elevator. Beneath your coat you feel the chain of your leash nestled between your breasts. You pass other residents, who smile at you.
Hidden beneath your oversized coat, you feel the leather of the cuffs rubbing against your wrists and ankles. Waiting at the elevator doors, you glance around at the strangers in the foyer, nobody knowing that the only clothes you have on underneath your coat are your apron and bra....

Hi, this is a conversion of a story I have written in German. If you find any spelling mistakes, it is because English is not my native language.
Have fun!
Alana hung bent forward in her restraints for a while. Her arms were still tied behind her back and pulled upwards by the rope so that she had to stretch her ass upwards and keep her upper body horizontal or slightly downwards. She was horny from the ass fucking and felt the moisture from her crack dripping down the inside of her thighs. She had be...

The Shape of Surrender (Ch. 04)
soppingwetpanties
This is Scott's unrequited fantasy of female domination.
This story can stand alone although reading the previous chapters will give you more context.
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 characte...

Pup was happier than he ever was. Under the table, kneeling between the legs of a powerful woman who saw him as a young obedient tongue. A woman who was smarter, and more assertive than him. What could he do, in that moment, except follow the instructions of the naked Dildo, his companion of misfortune, and suck with increasing passion the clitoris of the woman who held his pretty hair between her fingers?...

The alarm was triggered and woke Cathie immediately as she slept beside it. She pressed the alarm off and looked to see if Sarah was awakened. Sarah was sleeping deeply... Cathie decided to break the ice so things would not be weird between them. She petted Sarah on the head while gently calling her name to wake her up....

I pull the silk tight around your wrist, making sure you can move a bit but not enough to be useful. I quickly check over the other three bindings holding your other limbs to the bedposts before moving around to the foot of the bed. I stand looking down at you, splayed out clad in only the lingerie I had chosen for you....

Warning: This is a very dark story containing many disturbing themes such as noncon, humiliation, degradation, corruption, sexual slavery, misogyny, sadomasochism and more. Do not read this story unless you are okay with extreme content relating to the listed themes.
I do not condone or endorse any of the activities described in this story. Sexual fantasies can be a fun and safe way to explore fetishes but always treat real people with respect. Fantasize responsibly....

The Interview

I heard the beep that indicated the call ended and looked down at my phone, 11:14 A. M. Wow, is this really happening? This is going to be much more intense than I originally planned for. I knew he was always a little bit on the "creative" side when we hooked up during college but this is on a whole other level....

Kinky Reader -- The players are 18+ in age, certified STD free, and practice birth control. No drugs or alcohol allowed... except for unwinding later, as we'll see. Advisory: implied incest.
Enjoy,
xxox Emm
PS. This is also to announce my retirement from Literotica smut writing. It stopped feeding my attention-and-praise fetish. But I wanted to wrap up this one thing. Cheers....

"Did I do something wrong, master?" Marie asked as she looked up at me, concerned.
"No, I just want to have some fun, and I figured we needed to try something new." I replied, as I watched her strip out of her clothes.
"What kind of fun?" She asked, half-playfully, but with an undercurrent of concern....

You've got to love parties in college! So much unbridled fun, flowing alcohol, and rampant debauchery, all under one roof.
Tori was all too familiar with it.
Even in high school, she was a party girl. There was hardly ever a party that she didn't like... or attend, for that matter. Her reputation preceded her when she arrived at college, and she was quick to join the partying crowd. Fortunately for her, her classes were quite easy so she had more than enough time to get rowdy in the dorms and the surr...

An Offer She Couldn't Refuse

Officer Charlotte Naomi Bellamy - Charli to her friends and family - loved her new assignment. She was only the second female motorcycle officer in the history of the Jacksonville Police Department, and she already knew this is exactly what she needed to get herself right - both physically and mentally....

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.
Schwartz Iron Works delivers the cell.. Enjoy.
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It took the Schwartz Iron works about eight weeks for Jill's order to be ready to install. Since it had been so long, Jill wasn't sure if Jenni or Jerri would show up, but she really hoped it wouldn't be Jenni. She wasn't sure she wanted to face Jenni after...

It was Friday. He was working from home, having a pretty chill day, while mine at the office was an absolute shitshow--as usual. Fridays were always rough, but this one was something else entirely. We messaged throughout the day, like we always did, but near the end of it, I had to call him. That wasn't part of the usual routine....

We were never supposed to be this close.
Lacey and I met a year ago through an online dating app. We had that kind of instant click that made both of us think, "This might actually go somewhere." But after a few dates--laughs over sushi, a hike that turned into a mud-fight, and a semi-disastrous attempt at paddleboarding--we both agreed that while romance wasn't quite in the cards, something else was. Something lighter. Stranger. A little messier in the best possible way. Friendship, but with quirks....

This is Chapter 7 of "Brenna at The Academy". Reading all chapters in sequence is recommended for context and maximum enjoyment.
This series is a work of complete fiction and fantasy borne of the imagination. All characters and locations are fictional and any resemblance to real people, names, events or places is purely coincidental. All fictional characters are consenting adults having a good time, in safe circumstances. I hope you enjoy the stories, and if you do, PLEASE comment! Your comments and feed...

Well, Gentle Reader, we're entering the dark realm now. Oh, don't look so surprised. Did you not understand that "Confessions" was part of the title of this memoir? Is it possible you did not see this coming? Hell, I did from that first stroke of the Willow switch. But if you're uncomfortable with true sadism, if masochism makes you queasy, if it troubles you that a son might enjoy doing these things to the woman who gave him life, then you should call it quits with this story. We're entering a dark realm, ...

It was 1960 in the United Kingdom. Mandy was twenty-two, she had graduated with a degree in chemistry. She had just finished a teacher training course so she could teach in schools. Mandy had just married her boyfriend Dave and they had rented a small cottage and moved in together.
Both Mandy and Dave had both started their first jobs after graduating from university. Mandy was a science teacher at a secondary school and Dave was a civil engineer working for the local water authority....

Scarlet traced finger along Cam's frozen jawline, her deceptively gentle. The emerald potion done its work well--every muscle locked in perfect stillness, every breath a shallow, controlled whisper. Only Camila's eyes remained alive, wide and burning with unspoken terror.
"Poor little thief," Scarlet murmured, thumb brushing the seam of Camila's parted lips. "All that cleverness, and yet here you are." She leaned closer, her breath warm against Camila's ear. "Tell me, do you regret it yet?"...

It was a bit awkward sitting here in a room I've never been in. Owned by a girl I barely know. Usually I wouldn't have said yes, but she asked me so nicely. And the way she looked -- damn, I can't believe she's related to that slug of a human. Then she came through the kitchen door, this gorgeous blonde girl, her hair reaching down to her back, carrying two cups of tea. Even standing up she was taller, but now that I'm sitting at her table, it's as if she's a giant. She placed one of the cups in front of me...

Desperate Measures
They unwrapped me before the audience had left to give them all a chance to use their permanent markers to write their favorite slur or slang or slogan on my naked body. I couldn't read them because they were all written upside down. They made a game of it, writing something and then making me try to read it. I only got one guess and I had to guess before the next person in line counted to three. Their prize was:...

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. This is a sequel to another story but it is a standalone as well. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments....

April.
Violet spent the next week thinking about what had happened on Sunday. She thought about the room she was in, the words that were said, the things she felt, with her body and her hands, the pleasure and the intensity. Her Monday was rough, and the rest of the week went on slowly.
Okay, today I have this meeting with Neil at 10, oh shoot I forgot I have lunch with Liz also, I should text Victor, and then I have to get to the grocery store for the big dinner at my place tonight, when will he resp...

Part 9 of The Brat Chronicles
Eve
My eyes fluttered open to the feeling of my cheeks being spread and lube being directly squirted onto my asshole. I squirmed but didn't stop Scott. I just wanted him to know I was awake.
"Good morning sweetheart," Scott cooed at me. His deep morning voice sent shivers down my spine. Even after all these years I found him so incredibly sexy....

It was another normal, but very hot Los Angeles day. Andre walked into his local coffee shop to escape the heat for a little while. The AC had gone out in his apartment complex two days ago and the window unit he had bought just wasn't cutting it. He needed a reprieve.
As soon as the cold air hit Andre's face, he breathed out a sigh of relief. Walking up to the counter, he greeted the barista. They had a vague rapport from his visits to the shop....

Sam
Sam woke up spooning Princess.
They hadn't started that way. Princess had been barely awake in her bed when Sam returned to the master bedroom. After evicting the Cordobas she'd gone back to the kitchen and poured herself a drink.
Arak wasn't popular in the US. In fact, it was damned hard to find a lot of the time. But Sam's family had spent 12 years in Isreal and, similar to Europe, there was less obsession with drinking ages there, so she'd gotten used to it well before she turned 18....

Chapter Title: ***Vanessa's Spanking***
Vanessa
Ever since I asked Eric to punish me, things had taken a slight shift. My submission seemed to be growing deeper for him. He was taking me out on dates on the weekends. I was in return somehow on my best behaviour. It had been two weeks since I took the ginger up my ass and I hadn't received any punishments since then. It was a wonder that I hadn't....

And So, To Market - slave girls sara
We had breakfast, i cleared the table, Marc raised a foot on the pantry step and i went over.
My skirt was raised, my knickers lowered to my knees and i got my ten second top of my legs slapping.
To the uninitiated, this was my morning ritual to give me focus for the day ahead, and it sure did....

Radhika Mukherjee entered her room at the Regency Hotel, stashed her airport shoes and walked casually to the mirror. She admired herself with a quick pose and checked out her airport bun once more and smiled to herself. She had caught 5 men noticing her hair bun including the cab driver. But they were so timid and intimidated by her that they didn't dare utter a bad word. She loved that about herself. She loved to see them fumble....

Cat arched up her hips a little bit, searching deeper for that little button, the one he wanted to press and feel flex under his mouth, purring in his throat and sending those vibrations along her folds. She moaned and writhed under him, completely lost in how good this felt and safe in knowing who he was....