fetish stories and histories

Dear Readers,
Thank you for your support and guidance. This episode may be 'dark' for some of you, so in case you enjoy only clean and dignified sex, please don't invest your time in this chapter. This chapter wasn't there in the original outline but I thought of increasing the intensity, with the progress of the story. Hope that you like it....

The group gathered again, but this time it was Brianna's turn to get all the attention. She was told to hold her bowels all week, and was not allowed to pee after leaving the house that morning.
The women all knew she'd be at the brink of her control by the time they arrived at her place. It had to be that way, otherwise the end wouldn't be any fun....

In this story, eager to have her husband Eric breed her, Kayla wastes no time in using the potion Brooke had made for her after she helped collect the main ingredient.
It's best to have read "Helping with Ingredients" prior to this story as it'll call back to prior events on multiple occasions.
Be sure to check the Tags and I hope you enjoy the story!...

Author's note: Don't let the "watersports" and "rimming" tags mislead you; they're not representative of the major themes, but (believe it or not) I felt they were "integral to the storyline". It's funny - up until now, I'd always considered that phrase suspect. Oh well, enjoy!
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Jack Bucky helped me again edit this story. Thank you very much again!
I had also great help from AwkwardMD and Omenainen with my AI related problems and translation problems.
Thank you all of you once again!
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Sam was a 47-year-old man who had been struggling with stomach issues that had become a constant irritation in his life....

-- Do you guys remember Jamie L.? From sophomore year?
Kat asked it like she was scrolling through old yearbook photos in her mind, but I could already tell by her tone that she was leading us somewhere ridiculous. Jess glanced over her iced latte, uninterested at first -- until recognition clicked....

The locker room was empty by the time I finished wiping the last bench. My shift had been quiet -- just folding towels, disinfecting mats, and keeping to myself. That's what I liked about working late at the university gym: no noise, no pressure, no one watching. I was just a quiet guy making some extra money and avoiding eye contact....

It sounded clinical when I signed up.
Practical massage therapy experience -- supervised by student professionals. Free for university volunteers. Limited spots available. That's what the flyer said. I figured, hey, why not? My shoulders ached after midterms. It would be like a real treatment. Harmless. Controlled....

Most nights, I was just a silhouette above the lights. I liked it that way -- invisible. In control. Rigging cables, checking dimmers, adjusting angles while everyone else played their little drama games below. The theatre wasn't mine, but the shadows were. And I was good at staying inside them.
Until tonight....

I looked at the message and felt myself both flush from embarrassment and my jeans rise from excitement. I had experimented with something about six months ago. I had been in such need for getting a good spanking or giving a good spanking and I had been without either for such a long time. A guy I had met online was in the same predicament as myself. He was into roleplay as was I. His wife was out of town, so we agreed to meet for a mutual spanking, nothing else. I had never done a male-on-male spanking and...

Hanna hauled ass down the highway with her fifteen-year-old, reliable truck crammed with all of her possessions stuffed into black trash bags. She could not drive south fast enough. She hated having to return to her Central Texas hometown, but she could not stand the feeling of being out of place amongst the locals. She drove well above the speed limit and contemplated how different she was from the people who lived in the Metroplex. Her now ex-boyfriend, Drew, sparked her desperation to escape from the cro...

I couldn't help it. After her rendezvous with Andre I brought it up almost constantly with her. I'd talk about how sexy her calling me was and how dominant he was with her.
It'd been a few days since they'd fucked and they hadn't talked at all after he told her he'd "be discreet if she wanted it to be a regular thing." My mind was getting obsessed with the thought of them together....

ALL TEXT IS SPOKEN BY THE MISTRESS
ACTIONS WHILE SHE SPEAKS ARE IN *action*
You know, the date started in my favourite Restaurant. You know the one in the top of the skyscraper where you can watch over the whole city. He seemed to be able to get a table for two. Well we ate really nice and good stuff, and there was some expensive red wine too for me....

She was already sitting on the teacher's desk when I walked in--legs crossed, skirt tight across her thighs, arms folded like she'd been waiting not just minutes, but with purpose. Her eyes scanned me like I was late for more than a meeting.
-- Thirty minutes late to a retake with your class rep. Brave. Or are you just doubling down--cheating and mouthing off?...

We didn't plan it.
Like everything between me and her, it started with a look. That low, lazy grin she gets when she's just a little too comfortable with how much control she has. The one that says you know exactly what I'm about to do, and you're going to let me.
We were lying on her bed, legs tangled, shirts slightly wrinkled, skin warm from shared laughter. She was on top of me sideways, propped up on one elbow, her bare foot idly playing with the waistband of my shorts. I wasn't hard -- yet. Just....

I didn't even notice him at first -- tall-ish, soft posture, hands twitching like he wasn't sure what to do with them. New guy energy, you know? When the instructor asked us to pick partners, he kind of drifted toward me, like he didn't want to seem eager. I liked that. It's always the confident ones who step on your toes....

I should've said no. That was my first mistake.
-- Can you hold this up for a sec? We just need the corner up there.
That was Nicole. Tall, direct, cropped hoodie showing abs she definitely worked for. Behind her: three more girls with ring lights, tape, folding reflectors. The TikTok Club, apparently. Some promotional skit, low-budget, high energy. I was just passing through the student center, and suddenly I was "tall guy with working arms."...

It happened in less than a minute, but it lasted forever.
Leo was just locking his bike. One hand on the handlebar, the other trying to thread his U-lock through the front wheel, his mind already halfway into the iced coffee he planned to grab. He wasn't paying attention to his balance -- or the fact that his running shorts, thin and loose with no lining, were sagging lower than they should've been....

After a second evening together exploring their kinks, Anne and Jeff had fallen asleep in her bed. He was naked; she was only wearing a pink silk camisole. She woke up first and decided she didn't want the date to end.
She slipped beneath the sheet and took his soft cock into her mouth. Anne loved the feeling of his cock getting hard in her mouth as she sucked and massaged it with her tongue. As it pushed against her throat, she cupped his balls with one hand, and --...

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 106/38: Group Date Part 5
I leaned back in my chair, feeling satisfied after conversion and food. "Still, Angela, you are really lucky Mrs. Grendier is paying personal attention to you during the last period. Mr. Trimmers is even allowing it. I am pretty jealous if I am not lying." Alex said, "You are rough in play, and I think you can excel from what I have seen. You rarely make the same mistake, except for accuracy twice when in the mock games. Accuracy will c...

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I tried not to let the real truth show on my face as I stood there, helplessly watching my wife's best friend masturbate. She was doing it as much to torment me as she was to pleasure herself, even if she seemed to be doing a very good job of the latter. In my old life, I'd known that Jennifer was very attractive, but I'd done my best not to notice it in too many details. Now, watching her spread herself out, legs splayed as she stroked herself while starting to aggressively stroke and squeeze her own...

I looked forward to this weekend because I hired a prostitute. This was my first time doing something like this. A coworker provided the details and contact information. Her name is Temptress. She is African American, just the type I like. Upon viewing her profile, she was exactly what I preferred. Everything from her ethnicity to her body type. Our arrangement took place in a hotel of my choosing. In the notes I left instructions for her to do before my arrival. I wanted her naked lying on her stomach. I a...

Trish positioned herself up on the arm rest again and wiggled her toes. "Now I want you to really get in there, make me laugh really hard."
Looking a bit shocked, she wasn't expecting her mom to be so into this. Sam thought that this was going to be it. She wasn't sure about this. However she hadn't seen her mom smile like that in a long time and tickling her was actually kinda fun and this was making her feel better....

Carla and I were driving down to Southern Italy and stopped in Como for the night at a beautiful Airbnb in a small square on the north west slope, away from the lakeside tourist traps. It had been a long drive over the Alps and Carla had been teasing me as we drove down!
As we left our B and B in the Champagne region, she set up her Lovense to get maximum enjoyment on the trip! The weather was forecast to be hot in Como, so a short denim dress that buttoned up the front was in order and hot pink 12cm hee...

Prisoners of Passion
Part 6
Once again, Puppy and Kitty were wandering about the prison during their free time, looking for a way to have some fun. They were in a bit more of a trance than usual, due to having missed their orgasm yesterday.
"Kitty... I'm so horny... I wanna do something fun...!"...

Andrea was a latina wife in her thirties that was tired of her monotonous life in Florida with her husband. She would take care of him daily and wait alone as he went to work. She needed more than the common routine he was willing to give her and felt like she was missing out. It took some years of marriage but finally, sex also became standard and boring, and then after some more time, it disappeared, leaving her frustrated and needy since she was still young and eager to explore her sexuality....

My girlfriend Evelyn loves watching a fight between two males. And she's seen plenty. But she's never seen a belly punch. And that's what she longs to see. She knows it's embarrassing to lose that way, and she finds that so very hot. I told her it is, indeed, the most embarrassing way to lose a fight. The worse part is facing your girlfriend afterwards....

It's been 6 weeks since Dae has been at this college; 6 weeks of unnecessary lectures, 6 weeks of school work, 6 weeks of hearing everyone going to frat parties to get drunk, even though they are already about to drop out.
6 weeks with that damn girl.
Dae is currently taking a different path than normal for his class. He hopes that by going the long way round he can avoid her. Sure, they have the same morning class, but at least she can't see him in the hallway....

I wasn't even nervous at first. It was just a student wellness program -- they sent out emails about it every two weeks. Free 30-minute massages, sign up online. I figured why not. Midterms were frying my back, and the signup sheet still had open slots. I didn't think it'd be weird.
The room was warm. Dim yellow light. Plants in the corners. A white noise machine in the background. The table in the center was clean and padded, draped with a folded towel and a soft sheet. Everything smelled like eucalyptu...

I wasn't trying to be weird. I just didn't want to walk all the way back up three floors in wet underwear. It was past midnight, the laundry room was empty, and the basement hallway lights had already dimmed into that flickering half-dead buzz that always made the whole floor feel abandoned. I figured I'd do it fast: grab the warm stuff from the dryer, toss my wet boxers in the basket, and pull on a clean pair right there in the corner....