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The Nude Ritual: 'Cleansing' the Demon Out of the Cult Girl

I was petrified.
I'd just turned 18 a few days ago, and it was my turn to undergo the 'cleansing' ritual for all newly young adult women going out into the 'new world'. The high priest of our community of New Haven had everything prepared for this night's events, where my energies were to be harvested and realigned under the height of the full moon. According to our bible, a woman possesses a dormant demon inside her that must be excised ...

*Slurp*
Lucia audibly sucked back the line of saliva dangling between her boyfriend John's thick cock and her lips in an effort to prevent it from dripping onto her tank top or his pants. She grinned salaciously up at him from where she knelt on the hard tile floor, before bobbing her head back down the length of him again with a contented giggle....

!! This story is 100% fictional and based off my own wild fantasies and desires. All characters are at least 18 years of age. It contains themes of noncon, if this is for you then enjoy, ps I might this a series <33!!
Ugh. My alarm didn't go off again. I groggily rubbed my eyes and stretched letting out an involuntary groan. I had 20 minutes to get changed, throw on some makeup, brush my teeth, eat a croissant and get out the door. I sighed loudly and got on with each task, carrying out each step with ti...

As Friday arrived, Jack glanced at the clock looking forward to the appointment time like he had in the past. Figurine it was because everything was gradually aligning perfectly. His plan was coming together perfectly. With years of experience helping clients overcome habits or boost self confidence through hypnosis, he understood what would resonate with someone and how to subtly influence his sister's thoughts so she wouldn't doubt the suggestions he made. As the time to leave approached he gathered every...

The characters mentioned in this story are purely fictional, and there are no references to real life. Some of the acts mentioned in the story might hurt the reader's sentiments, but this is purely a work of fiction.
Thank you for your encouragement; it motivates me to write more. I apologise for any shortcomings....

Author's Note. It has been a good many years since I last wrote a story on this site -- life just got in the way, and my priorities lay elsewhere. But I have managed to steal a few hours here and there and offer the following. It's a bit different to my early work, and I sincerely hope that you enjoy it....

The prison loomed ahead. Its high concrete walls and razor sharp barbed wire had been a part of my life for the past six months, with another six to go. I'd been making the journey to see my husband Paul, who was serving twelve months for embezzlement, but I never brought our children with me.
Each visit felt like a step into a world I didn't understand, I didn't want to understand. It was a dark place full with cold stares and whispered threats. But today was different. Today, something felt eerie and d...

Hello,
Thank you for stopping by.
My stories are generally created after I find an interesting image or group of images on another site and basically a story just pops into my head based upon that image or groups of images. I wish I could include the images with my story but as they are not mine it is against the rules even though the image creators gave me permission to use the image as long as they get credit for it. Again, the rules as I understand them say otherwise. But I think my stories can als...

After your little performance which ended with me slipping my finger in to your tight wet young cunt, no matter where the conversation with your father went, I couldn't help thinking back to what had happened, how strong you had sounded, would you really have screamed if I hadn't have touched you..? What were your intentions, you'd said you'd been thinking about me for years.. So many things kept going through my mind. I was outside for the rest of the afternoon but you did not return, my eyes kept looking ...

Hi I'm Kelly. This story took place not long after my 19th birthday, during the summer after senior year. It details the path I fallowed as I voluntarily became the sex slave of a sadistic older man. But first a little background on me.
I'm a light-skinned girl, short and wide hipped. I have pretty green eyes, curly reddish blond hair, and I'm a little on the chubby side. Curvy is a nice way of describing me. I used to be very insecure about my weight when I was younger. I'm not at all the pixie type mos...

I glance out over Central Park from high above. The sun is setting behind the skyscrapers of Manhattan. I am enjoying a cocktail on the balcony of my penthouse, my dog Elrond Jr is napping contentedly at my feet, and I can hear the quiet but unmistakable sounds of my friend Jessica sucking my father’s cock from the balcony above....

Author note:
Story involves the genderbending of both the boss(MtF) and the PoV character (MtF)
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This was the strangest job I'd ever had hands down. For starters I was working in an empty office building, we had three employees including the CEO, but I worked in an building sized for 300. stranger still I was being paid like I was the secretary for a 300 employee company not a kid just out of college....

By the time he returned to their guest quarters, Jennifer had had time to quickly shower and dress. She anxiously grabbed him by the arms. "What happened?"
"He said you needed more treatments," Don growled. "But..."
"But what?"
"It wasn't what he said, but how he said it," said Don. "Jennifer, I think he's done something to you. I think he's changed you in some way, some way to make you responsive to him, and not me."...

All characters depicted in Neon Hunger are fictional and over the age of 18. This story is a work of imagination intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit content, psychological themes, and adult situations. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. The narrative explores complex dynamics and should not be interpreted as condoning or promoting harmful behavior. Reader discretion is advised....

Author's Note: I appreciate critical reviews--both positive and negative--that relate to the specifics of the story. It's how we learn and grow. However, I'll add this caveat: Let's agree on something--I write what I like, and you read what you like. That way, we're both good. Yeah?
Trigger Warnings: Blackmail, Reluctance, Asian Wife, Hot Wife, Young Wife/Older Man, Coercion, Conflicted, Sharing, WMAF...

This is a work of fiction. This story involves a man controlling the minds and actions of young women he meets through the use of an ancient magic charm. Every one of the women enjoy the experience, but none of them remembers anything about it afterwards. If any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the story to the end before you comment....

Eric knocked on the door into John's apartment.
Time stood still. This was it.
Who... or what... was going to open that door?
He was early. Much earlier than the rest of the book club. They'd agreed to show up together, but he wanted to be the first one here to see... her.
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Disclaimer: all characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction and fantasy. It includes mind control, magic and sexual slavery.
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I. Prologue
Joselyn sat on her velvet throne lazily accepting the grapes that were offered to her mouth one by one. She bit into the juicy fruit and enjoyed the refreshing bite of liquid that exploded behind her lips. She snaked her fingers to her darling sl...

A Mind Controllers Bloodline


Chapter 1


My Beginning

My name is Tommy, I'm your normal college kid studying in I. T. I have debt so of course I still live at home with my parents. I try to not spend too much time at home because of multiple reasons, the biggest being that I am always trying to find a woman. I'm not ugly or anything but I'm what you call an odd duck. I've always been nerdy and a loner. I've had a few girlfriends but nothing that lasted. I also never got very far. ...

As the clock struck midnight, Angela crept into the facility in the poorly-guarded military camp, having accessed it from a broken wire fence with a huge gaping hole - hidden by a wooden platform conveniently leaning on it. The duty personnel on patrol weren't even aware.
The entrance from the facility brought her into a long corridor. There were two doors, one on the left wall at the middle of the corridor and also the door to the library at the far end - Her target destination. Given the building layou...

Part 2
A Day of Firsts Continues
This is the story's second part, which references the first part, so if you haven't already, you should read it first.
Please read the tags. This story contains a wife who does things she should not do with people she is not married to. If that or any other tagged elements are not your thing, please find something that suits you better....

All characters in my stories are aged 18 and over and whilst there may sometimes be conversations that involve people casting their minds back to when they were younger, active sex is NOT a feature of those past times. In the UK, the legal age of consent is 16 but any sexually active characters in my stories are aged 18 and over....

"Um... s-so I, I can explain," Reina stammered, slipping the strings of her chemise off her shoulders so the garment could whisper its way down her pale, petite body before sitting down on the end of Kerri's bed with one foot on the bedspread and the other on the floor. Kerri blinked sleep out of her jade green eyes, her drowsy brain still trying to figure out whether she was seeing a dream or reality as her roommate spread her slick and pouty labia apart before sliding two fingers into her clearly aroused ...

Calliope slipped into the City Hall, squeezing through the mass of people to try to make it up to the dais to see the leader of the remaining humans. Some were starting to call it the Throne Room when she left the last time, saying that Callum should be made King. Their nation hadn't had a monarchy in centuries, but times had changed....

The Art of Breaking Her: Sweet Suffering Awaits
"And I thought, I had taught you better than that." His father's voice was stern and his disappointed clearly audible.
"Father," Aiden began to explain, "it's not what you think."
"Oh, it's exactly what I think. You've fallen for that little slut of yours. I know how softly you handled her at the ball yesterday. Would you have wasted that much time with any other slut? Would you have interrupted Declan for any other slut? And would you have brought an...

I really didn't like Kay. She was so nakedly careerist, it was clear she would trample over anyone to make her way to the top, and it was just as clear it was working. She had started with the team just over a year ago, with next to no qualifications or experience relevant our business function but what she did have was confidence and attitude. She would volunteer for every new project or responsibility she could, determined to push herself into the limelight and make sure the management team understood how...

Alistair Higgins was typing one-handed. He was also nude, sitting at his laptop. Despite employing only five digits, the words were flowing. He wrote his best work like this. He slowed the rhythm of his other hand, wanting to synchronize with his characters.
Crystal looked up in fear, her arms were tied, her ankles were tied and spread wide, her cunt and asshole defenseless and vulnerable. He'd cut her clothing off her with scissors. She'd scream, but it would do no good. The house was too remote. Instea...

Hello! This is my new femdom romance series! There may be some scenes that are a bit uncomfortable. However, much like my femdom series, Nice Guys Finish Last, this story will have on overarching romantic theme to it.
If you were a fan of that series, I urge you to give this series a try! I will post chapters as the final drafts become ready! I hope you enjoy the ride!...

6.
I'm so thirsty.
I roll out of bed and trudge to the kitchen to chug a large tumbler glass of water. The neon green letters on the microwave read 9:37. That's pretty early for me. My stomach does a somersault and I vomit mostly clear bile into the sink. Ugh.
I gaze at my reflection in my mirror. Mascara runs down my cheeks in thick black streaks, interrupted by chalky smears of dried spit. My panties from last night feel slimy. I peel them off and toss them in the hamper before turning the shower...

"Hello?" Lee stepped into the dark, dingy store as the bell above the door announced his arrival. This was a sex shop? There were dusty shelves with weird paraphernalia all over, none of them looking like sex toys. Books, bottles full of questionable-looking liquids, medallions...
"Hello, young one!" An old man in a threadbare suit entered from a back room. "What are you looking for?"...