fetish stories and histories

*******This is complete fantasy. All characters are 18+. This will be a CFNM story taking place at the fictional Our Blessed Redeemer Finishing Academy for Men in Mississippi. The academy is for men age 19-23. The new semester has just started, and the academy's marching band is in big trouble. Also, Gregory will face Mother Corrina's wrath after she found out he brought porn on campus. Please leave comments.*******...

Okay.
So I wasn't even planning to hook up with anyone that night. I was out at this cocktail bar--top floor lounge, skyline view, you know the vibe. And I ended up meeting this guy. Cute enough. Nervous energy, but he was sweet. We talked for a while, and I gave him my number. Nothing wild.
Over the next few weeks, we went on a couple dates. He tried really hard to impress me. Took me to this overpriced sushi place, opened my door like he thought chivalry would earn him a reward. I let him think it m...

When I opened the front door from, the quiet was overwhelming, and I knew my wife was not home.
My wife, Pearl, is a very attractive 38 year old, sexy woman that every man would love to have for his lifemate.
I, on the other hand, am just an average bloke who got very lucky to marry such a woman as Pearl....

After a long day of Zoom meetings, Michael sat down at his desk. The large glass windows overlooked Chicago's River North. The icy Winter winds blew across the concrete pathways, busy men and women walked across. Cars zoomed by.
Michael wore a navy brushed wool Brooks Brothers suit. A stiff, starched white shirt and a green Vineyard Vines tie with festive small sailboats. His dark brown shell dress shoes gave way to sheer black "socks." In lieu of a belt, black suspenders clipped onto his pants. On his w...

It's fluffy and it shows more than you'd think, An A1386G Sidestory.
AN: This is off to the side of A1386G, neither is required to understand the other, but added context is always fun. It's also more a 1.5 than anything else because not much happens in this chapter, but character limits.
Rebecca was sitting on the bed in the guest room coloring by herself when she heard the door open. She wasn't really fond of all of the things her maid had done to her in the last day or two. But coloring was nice. A...

I entered the elevator and pressed the button for 35, the top floor. Immediately I heard a voice come from the panel "yes, who is this please?"
"Uh, hi. This is Jessie from..."
I was cut off. "Please face the camera."
I turned to look around for a camera in the elevator. I looked at the orb on the ceiling and then the elevator started to move. As it ascended my knees started to feel weak....

Author's Note: This story covers a wide range of genres from breeding, voyeurism, group sex, interracial, and other similar themes. With all of my stories, the emphasis is on breeding and pregnancy. All characters are over 18.
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I closed my eyes and grunted in pain. The bright overhead fluorescent hospital lights were strangely one of my least favorite things about giving birth....

Whit was a wreck all night. He replayed the facetime over and over in his head all night. He wanted to masterbate but couldn't, Sarah had not given him permission. For some reason, he wanted nothing more than to please her and make her proud of him. Was she serious when she said he could have her old, smelly worn out work shoes if he bought her an expensive enough pair to replace the old ones? He was going to find out....

By Susan Greenway
[You may find this story more enjoyable if you first have read My Strict Young Governess, Chs. 1 through 8. However, you might read this one and decide if it is to your fancy. This story involves significant discipline as well as bodily functions. If either of these topics bothers you, please do not read the story. All characters are 18 or over.]...

By Susan Greenway
[This story involves significant discipline as well as bodily functions and incest. If any of these topics bother you, please do not read the story. All characters are 18 or over.]
I didn't expect my dad to take my invitation to come to my bedroom for "some young pussy." I was still reeling from the punishments his wife--my New stepmother--had visited upon me....

Laif rummaged through the heaps of documents with a drunkenness that only exhaustion can bring. His eyes were hazy and already sloping down from all the work that had piled on his desk the past days.
Muscles were starting to string along a pain almost musical as every movement pulled on the strings of his body. His fingers were silent, only the turning of pages resounded through the big office with a panoramic view....

2nd Chapter in the Series: Married Co-Workers Explore Together
Chapter 1:
Claire and Trevor leave their spouses as they depart on a work trip together. A normal circumstance, but with them being seen as a couple on multiple occasions it began to make them both ponder.
After a very successful business deal is completed well before they expected, the two went back to the hotel. Trevor said he was going to go hit the hot tub later, and after scoping out when he left, Claire followed along shortly afte...

Author's note: this concludes phase 1. Sorry it took a while, I got stuck on Saturday morning. Phase 2 is plotted and sketched in, with some material written. Phase 3, which concludes the story, is roughed out, with a couple of scenes sketched in. The series ending is written. I just have to get there....

Taylor was stirred by the beeping of an electronic key used to unlock her dorm room door, followed by the unmistakable click of that same door closing behind the holder of the key. She squinted, raising her head off the floor.
"Rule number ten!" Chelsea practically bellowed. "You will refrain from pissing yourself in MY room!" She spoke as if to make a point, the room, though technically shared between the girls, was in reality Chelsea's room, and Taylor merely had the privilege of being permitted to exi...

Sarah was an office romance, something I'd always avoided. Too many complications, too much drama, too much... well you get the idea. But with Sarah there were a couple of other things; first, we didn't work anywhere near each other. She was in Statistics on the 12th floor; I was with Contracts on the 7th. I'd see her in the lobby occasionally, and in the cafeteria now and then, lunching with girlfriends. And sometimes, when a new contract came up, she'd sit in on some of the drafting meetings, where she al...

Cept-II, reclining on a swivel chair, looked over her shoulders around the small office one more time, doublechecking she didn't have any last-minute visitors. Despite the very late - or very early, depending on who you asked - hour, the office was brightly lit.
It was blissfully quiet, which was good. Occasionally, she got guys who didn't follow the rules posted on her website, but this time, there were none, and she could start without risk. She'd probably tuckered them all out, the sign of a job well ...

The next morning this was obviously the only thing we could think about. When Ash woke up I was waiting with her coffee and gave it to her. It was important to me for her to know that I loved her now as much as ever and not think I was negatively affected by the day prior in any way.
She sat up in bed and said her pussy felt sore, while giving a slight, tired chuckle. She sipped on her coffee and looked at me in the eyes. "This is it, huh?" I said....

It's fluffy and it shows more than you'd think, An A1386G Sidestory.
AN: This is off to the side of A1386G, neither is required to understand the other, but added context is always fun.
It was a Thursday afternoon when Rebecca Brown and her maid, companion, and more recently dominatrix arrived at the condominium tower her boyfriend lived in. It was a very new and luxurious building right by most of the university, and the unit had a spare bedroom her boyfriend's sister had allowed Rebecca to store her...

'I hope you feel better, and just let me know later tomorrow on whether you think you will be in on Tuesday,' was the message on her phone as she put it down. Bree couldn't believe she just had to lie to her boss and tell her that she was sick and going to miss tomorrow.
Truthfully, she felt at times the past few hours she was going to get sick, but it wasn't from an actual sickness, rather some things she came across. Bree's husband, Liam, took off around noon that day as he had to go to another office ...

There was a long-standing stereotype about goth girls and stinky feet. Something about all the black, the lack of socks (or the really thick ones that oven-baked feet like chips), the pale skin, which truthfully, seemed irrelevant, but it was there, too.
But like a stopped clock is right twice a day, even stereotypes can be true. Some, but not all. In Tracy Lay's case, the feet thing was....

Nora woke up Friday morning feeling her bowels protesting at being denied relief as they frequently were. She was holding in four days of shit now, and was starting to feel her log turtlehead every so often. Still, she was holding on, and planned on making it to day five.
As she sat with Tom for breakfast, he could tell she was actively holding. The slight jiggling and crossing of her legs, an audible fart from time to time, the occasional anxious look on her face, it couldn't have been more obvious. He ...

"Why, thank you, Fairy Godmother! I'll take good care of it!" Ella spun, her skirts shimmering blue and silver. Fairy Godmother beamed, her curly gray hair bouncing joyously.
"My Ella, I wish I could have protected you," she murmured. Sorrow looked odd on her round, ruddy cheeks. Her face was made to smile, and so Ella shook her head....

Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Chapter 100/32: Releasing Stress
The clouds moved in the sky slowly in the darkness, broken only by the white glow of the moon as I walked down the road. I looked down to make sure no cars were coming as I moved through the empty streets. Mostly I looked up into the autumn night cloudy sky. It did not show much with the clouds as I walked down the streets in the rapidly progressing night....

Believe it or not, this is actually breezing through details for me. If you want to hear about anything more specifically, let me know. I will be writing about our adventures over the last 8-9 years in this lifestyle but this is the end of the beginning.
After my wife had hugged me she said her back was hurting after being bent over the table....

Dungeon Of Domination - 5
You descended the stairs down to the next level slowly. Just 3 more floors to go until you were done. And you knew that one of those floors contained a fight with an imposing Demoness. Unfortunately, you had no idea what this floor would contain and were not looking forward to finding out.  ...

"Hello," I answered my phone.
"Hey, John, it's Angela, do you remember me?"
It had been over a month ago when I had gotten a colostomy when I met Angela. She was the nurse who helped fulfill my CFNM fantasy. I still remember that long night, I think I had half the females in the hospital come through my room, most of them only to comment on my nudity....

The Hotel Room by katyn99 (Kristina Katyn) -- femdom, lezdom, submission, bondage, scat, consensual, F/F.
Copyright September 2001: All copyright asserted and reserved by katyn99 (Kristina Katyn.)
Gretchen had to go to New York to see some people in connection with her business and she had suggested that I take a few days off work and accompany her - to do some shopping and have some fun....

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"Spanked?" I asked, still climbing the stairs. "No, I haven't."
"Well then, this is going to be extra fun," Craig replied.
His bedroom was large and, like the rest of the house, well decorated in luxurious looking and feeling materials, seemed impeccably styled. It felt very masculine but with that touch of something extra that made it clear that he was confidently and enthusiastically out. There was a low padded bench at the foot of his large bed, and he instructed me to kneel upon it, on all f...

Everything moved smoothly for the next month or so. We had a growing number of women who just made their deposits without issue. Most of them fell in two categories; most were businesswomen, the others were housewives that needed a little excitement in their lives. (And the money didn't hurt, either.)...

Chapter Four:

What the Fuck is a Participating Retailer?

"Oh sweetcunt! Are you going to smoke and jerk off for us?" Genevieve's face lit up with maternal delight. Her question was not unreasonable, as Harriet had appeared at the breakfast table this Saturday morning, still in her nightie (translucent pink, clit-themed) brandishing her packet of cigarettes, a box of matches, and her favourite pink dildo. "Won't that be lovely, Henry?" the older woman added, giving her husband's buttocks a poke...