fetish stories and histories

My name is Sandy. I have been happily married (well, mostly happily), to my second husband for 15 years. I'm 59 years old, have long brown hair (as long as I keep up with the dye to get rid of the gray), sparkling green eyes and a little bit of a pudgy face.
Yes, I'm fat. My husband calls it Rubenesque, the porn sites would call me a bbw, but I'm fat. I'm average height and weigh about 220 pounds, most of that is in my belly and my ass since my breasts are only C cup. Everything is saggy, I have belly ro...

I finish my tasks at the office in a rush, watching the clock inch toward the early afternoon. Vasso had already left for the day, having told me about her upcoming trip to the capital. A sense of urgency tingles through me, I'm due at Madam Olivia's house, and she never appreciates tardiness.
My heart pounding as I dash through the streets. I step in quietly, removing my shoes at the entrance, then proceed along the brief hallway. Inside the living room, I catch sight of her....

Chapter 2: Gym Bunnies
Bob and Suzanne lay awake, limbs tangled as they sprawled on his bed, sweaty, euphoric, and reeking of sex. Early morning sunbeams streamed in through the skylight.
"You seem to be my rebound boy," she said softly. "I feel like such a weight has been lifted."
"You're pretty good about lifting weights," he said, trying for deadpan....

A female enforcer in red came down the little aisle toward Andrea, still sitting in the Debtor's chair with her dress pulled up to her navel.
"Please vacate the Section in a timely manner," the woman kept her voice courteous. "There are showers to your right where you may wash up."
"Yes, ma'am," Andrea replied automatically, her brain still in that urgent obedience mode, her fear of the cost of petulance driving her to bow and scrape....

CHAPTER 3.
"How did baby sleep last night?" I hear my mom's voice calmly say.
"Good Mom, what's for breakfast?" I ask.
"Ok sweetie, A few ground rules. I've read the 'Age Play Guide' again, and this is what's going to happen. You will only call me 'mommy' for now on. During your daily activities, you won't speak unless spoken to, and will mainly use 1 or two word sentences. If you need to talk to me about important stuff, we can have some normal dialogue, only if I approve....

"Steven Collins?" The announcement of my name brought me round from my daydream in the surgery waiting room. My wife and I rose and headed for the room where my young Doctor stood at the door waiting to greet us.
"I hope you don't mind that I asked you both to come today. There are decisions to be made which involve you both."...

I return to the sauna through the locker room with my guest pass. Hard won but humiliated beyond measure. I'm tempted just to change back into my clothes and head home, but Alexander is waiting for me, wearing only a towel.
'I hope Maria didn't give you too much of a hard time, James.' He says lazily. 'I heard you walked all the way from the sauna in just your little panties.'...

Chapter 7
One day Frank sat down to write and noticed that the last save on his file was just a half hour prior. Yet he'd been out most of the day, so it couldn't have been him. Priya wasn't home either, so he chalked it up to some kind of error. He finished the editing on the voluntary squirt slavery story and closed the file....

It's Valentines Day, well our Valentines Day. Bruce and I have been dating for 2 months now and we got each other gifts. Before tomorrow, we were fucking each other almost everyday and everywhere we can. We fucked in parks, porta potties, the Dave and Busters, porn stores in Manhattan and we even fucked in my parent's house. The women at my job don't know that I have a boyfriend because they think that I'm too ugly and disgusting. Heh, heh, jokes on them. I get laid more than they will in their lives! My bo...

Looking at her naked self in the mirror shes reminded again, like she could ever forget, exactly who she belongs to.
Running her hands down her body over her bite marked shoulder, with bruises cascading down her breasts, over her hard nipples tender to touch after daddys abused them.
All she did was walk out the shower in a very silly little towel and passed daddy slowly. In less than a few seconds he had her against the wall hand round her throat ordering her to drop the towel....

I shouldn't have fucking let her wear it.
It was spring break, three years ago. A big group of us from college went to Miami for the week. Most of us were going into Junior year, but we had a few upcoming seniors in the mix who were mainly there to buy us alcohol.
My girlfriend, Elsa, brought three of her best friends. Two of them had boyfriends who came along. My best friend, Chase, was one of them. It was through Chase's girlfriend Alexa that I met Elsa. Alexa is a loud, outgoing type, just like Cha...

The University of Spades
The University of Spades stretches across an idyllic sprawl, a postcard-perfect campus where ivy clings to honeyed stone buildings, their arched windows glinting under a sky of endless blue, and emerald lawns roll gentle and pristine, dotted with ancient oaks and benches carved from polished walnut. The quad hums with life--flowerbeds bursting with crimson tulips, cobblestone paths winding past bubbling fountains, the air sweet with fresh-cut grass and blooming lilac, a deceptive...

The following content contains raceplay themes, which involve explicit and consensual roleplay exploring racial dynamics, stereotypes, or power imbalances. This is a fictional narrative intended for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect real-world beliefs or endorse racism. Reader discretion is advised; if you are uncomfortable with depictions of race in this context, please proceed with caution or skip this story...

"What a little slut," I thought to myself, completely turned on by her misbehavior.
I guess she deserves for me to say her name. Fuck it. My ex-wife, Karissa, continued grinding on Slash. He was head-to-toe in fake leather as well with his jacked unbuttoned. I was jealous that clear into his 30s, maybe older, he could still pull off that look. Plus he was grinding with my 24-year old wife....

Chapter 1
Leon sat at his desk. Nothing interesting was going on and he'd finished his work early, so he was bored. He knew the boss would be watching if he left early, and it made sense to just sit and soak up money anyway. Looking out the window he saw someone walking near his car and looking in through the windshield. He was concerned, but waiting to make a decision on what to do based on whether the guy was about to put a flyer for Chinese food under his wiper....

Ethan sat on the edge of his bed, half-heartedly rolling his shoulders back in an attempt to make them seem broader. He had been doing push-ups earlier, hoping the burn in his arms would make him feel stronger, more solid--more like the man he was supposed to be. But the more he tried, the more unnatural it felt. His reflection in the mirror didn't exude strength or confidence; instead, it showed hesitation, like someone wearing clothes that didn't quite fit....

If you have stumbled upon this story its the third in the series. The first explains how I got to where I am now. The first being just my porn searches for Black Femdom. This is On going training by my Black Queen Gemini.
Slowly I woke up & look around my room. To my surprise the light is on. I am laying down on a bed with all my limbs tied to each bed post. Facing upwards I can feel the material under my naked body. It's s like some satin waterproof sheeting. To my dismay my Cock is still in its cock ca...

Can begged, saying, "I beg you, Faika Hanım, get me out of here, if you want money, I'll give you money, if you want a business, I'll give you the business, but please get me out of here." Your feet and shoes are so dirty, she said, and then she got slapped. She put a ball in her mouth and prevented him from talking. She crushed his penis with her ballerina. Faika Hanım started talking and said, "Now Mr. Can, you're mine, you'll get used to it. I don't need your money or your business, I have very good plan...

Context: Trevor is beginning to explore his desire for piss. He has booked a run-down motel for the weekend to experiment.
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Finally arriving at the motel he had booked, Trevor had fully come to accept that he was badly turned on by pissing. Wetting himself in the parking lot had felt phenomenal, if a bit embarrassing. He wasn't keen to repeat the involuntary public pissing -- he had simply misjudged his capacity there -- but he had loved the feeling of to...

Ours started out like many cuckold relationships do. It had been close to a year since my longtime girlfriend Alexandra and I first talked about her fucking someone else, but only three weeks ago that it got real. All those months we teased each other with the idea, fueling our passion with the fantasy of another man. It was my fantasy at first, and she had to drag it out of me. I was so afraid she'd be disgusted by my shameful desire....

After Ellie left, I sat in our empty room and thought. I said to myself that there's no way around it. You have to endure it. There's no use in feeling restless, uneasy, or rebel against; this is your fate. The path is clear, bow your head, and follow your fate.
There was no point for protesting or pretending. My feelings or objections did not matter for her. And feeling bad about her attitude wouldn't make any difference. I had two options; first to put an end to this and disappear from her life, or jus...

For warnings and story summary, please see part 1.
The elevators are large, made to accommodate rush-hour crowds, with doors on the front and back of the car and benches to either side; an elevator ride can take up to ten minutes, given how large the district is. Mirrors around the walls discourage pickpocketing or other illicit activities when the elevators are full--but right now, Vera and the three girls have the car to themselves....

Digital Dominatrix 7
I returned to my desk after sending through photographic evidence of the fact that I was wearing a thong to work. I had to slip into the bathroom to do so but I wasn't too worried about it at the moment. Mostly because Emma, my co-worker, had already seen my thong!  
She didn't say anything about it, but she didn't have to, I had seen her reaction, then I had realized that my thong strap was on display above my pants thanks to an untucked shirt.  ...

The rest of the day passed in a blur.
Your lesson over with, you finished showering Miss Scarlet and Miss More's boots with kisses, then followed them dutifully out of the dungeon. With every step, your aching, thoroughly spent cock hung useless between your legs, drained of every last drop of cum just as your mind was drained of nearly every bit of who you once were....

CW: Panties. Crossdressing. Scat play. Alcohol/food. Bodily holes, poles and fluids.
Author's Note: I couldn't wait to find out what happened after our heroine, Skylar, expressed her love for her filth-loving friend-with-benefits, Doug. Will things be weird between them as they move to the next stage in their relationship? What's Skylar really thinking?...

We've been together for half a year now. These past couple of months have been amazing for the both of us. Our disgusting sexcapades have never been better. Once we started shitting and pissing together, our sex life reached a new chapter. We make poo babies, shit on toilets together and pee on each other. Of course, we don't wash it off until seven days after. Heidi and I have been banned from the motel since we keep messing up the rooms but, that's OK. I have something planned for that....

Readers: This is part three of what is planned to be a four-part series. I love all the feedback and amazing suggestions on how the story could be progressed. Thanks for the encouragement and I hope you continue to enjoy the story.
(Her:) I had gotten cocky. I had tried to make a deal of silence with my husband for six months while I arranged a special threesome with a coworker, but he only agreed to three months of silence regarding the secret desires I had been keeping from him. I agreed to the deal be...

I sat there caged, straining in exquisite agony against the unrelenting bars of my steel prison, reveling in the pleasure of never ending denial, of being on edge for the better part of six months with no release. My arousal never took a break. I was at the peak of horniness seemingly at all times, the frustration of not ever being allowed to climax at odds with the feeling of heightened arousal. Denial seemed like the better alternative to a vanilla sex life when this journey started more or less four year...

Cindy Says You're A Cumslut
I walked through the front door after working all day. My wife Marianne gave me a hug and a rather passionate kiss after I'd just come in from a hard day. She asked if I wanted a beer. I accepted and she went into the kitchen and soon returned with a bottle of beer for both of us, then sat beside me on the sofa in our living room....

7:59:59 PM. Your instructions were clear: 8PM precisely or not at all.
I knock on your door.
"Hello John, come inside and kneel in the middle of the foyer", you say to me. Your firm, commanding tone takes me by surprise and after a brief pause, I enter.
After closing the door, you stand in front of me, looking down. I can finally take in your demeanour, but other than heels and a trench coat, you're giving nothing away....