under duress stories and histories

I didn't know my real dad very well; he'd died when I was almost six. After he'd died, my mom had moved back home to Louisiana to live with her mom. There, she married her high school sweetheart, Denny, and I called him dad most of my life.
It felt weird now, driving back to Illinois to go to my biological grandfather's funeral. I didn't know him at all, and I hadn't planned on going, but the man who'd called me said I was his only living relative and he was leaving me everything. I had to come sign for ...

Ada has a special celebration planned for her husband's birthday. But her new medication has awakened something unexpected in both of them.
​fd ds ma gr la mc
Chapter 3: The Table is... Turned?
"You did so well, my love. Your obedience gave us both a lot of pleasure. Now, I think it's time for my present."...

Disclaimer: All characters are purely fictional and over the age of 18.
Brett Anderson stood in the second-story window, sweat-cooled skin pressed against the sill, his cock still half-hard and ruddy from the girl on his bed. The sun had slumped past the neighbor's roofline, washing the street with an array of colors and giving everything, especially her, a kind of dirty, golden glow....

The New Neighbour -- Part 19
A Word from the Author: The story you are about to read is pure fiction where all characters are eighteen years of age or older. The story involves treating women as sexual playthings but I do not condone treating women with anything but respect. Having said that this is a fantasy story and if you have any difficulty with the content I would urge you not to read this story or any of the other parts of the story. For those who have been following this long drawn out story I ap...

Inspired by the song "Jack of All Trades" by Benny (Bell) Samberg (?) In album Shaving Cream (Vanguard VSD 79357; 1975)
I used to work in Toledo, in a department store, I used to work in Toledo, I did but I don't anymore. A lady came in for candy, we sold it in that store, Kisses she wanted, kiss her I did, That's why I'm not there anymore....

Chapter 11 - Money
After getting up, breakfast and visiting the U. S. AIR Force Museum, we received a call from Springfield. The kids have finished the lists, after working all night. We headed into Dayton to turn in the car and then using Purple(Travel) we traveled back to Springfield by way of the janitors closet....

Only a week passed before Helen Bourdeaux revealed her intentions for the slaves of Bonne Fleur Estate. Regine shared the news with everyone at breakfast the next morning.
"Aw hell... what now...?" Cleo said aloud knowing her friend's expressions and mannerisms.
Everyone became silent as Regine stood up at the far end of the table....

Grown Up Activities
Part 1 - Preparation
Cassandra and Tiffany had a good work-out playing tennis at the indoor courts in town mid-afternoon. They were both very competitive and reasonably well matched, so they ran each other around the court for ninety minutes. When they had finished their match (Cassie won), they were glad for long, relaxing showers at the tennis club....

I couldn't wait to get Carol back to the room following our beach experience. My curvy wife had been in full view of a total stranger wearing just enough to cover her pussy and part of her ass before informing it had made her horny. when we got to the room she still had on the one piece swimsuit hidden under a brightly coloured sarong. I quickly dispensed with the sarong and was about to continue when i considered a different approach....

-- Written in a frenzy tonight with no editing! Sorry about that. I'm writing up a whole novel with this concept and a fleshed out world, but I wanted to get the main characters up here first, see if anyone has the same fucked up fantasies I do. Warning, story is often dark, the heroes are unapologetic and extremely not PC. They also do not get any form of better in this short story I've posted. Let me know in the comments if you'd like to read more! This is by far the lightest, least dark fantasy I've had ...

Blackmailed Housewife

Epilogue

By Master John

Caroline found herself at home for the first time in what felt like an age with John by her side only she knew that things had changed between them and that things were never going to be the same again.
Stripping off her clothes when she was ordered to had become second nature to her and soon she was stood naked apart from the chastity belt her nipples hardening as she imagined what could happen next....

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, 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. This work is copy written by the author....

THE LIVES OF OTHERS- SERBIA PART 1
By Lindsay Anderson
In dealing with international security services, private ones, not the government ones, there is a tradition that great stories get shared. Sometimes they are great successes other times they are failures but with lessons to be shared. The other type is what I call the seamier side of the business, but who can resist such things. It's said that people become spies due to three motivators: money, sex or revenge. The same can be said of the people w...

"Good boy." Lirana praised her pet.
Douglas Martin moaned, naked and on his knees, transfixed by the pulsating emerald light Liransa was giving off. His mind was empty of thought except for obeying what he was being told. His left hand jerked his aching, hard cock nonstop as he had been told to do. Sweat glistened in beads all over his hot, flushed body....

Through a window in the door, I see Clara dancing in the rehearsal room, alone, absorbed, with an intensity that fills the room. She is wearing black--a high-cut leotard that leaves her legs, back, and shoulders exposed. The fabric glistens at the seams where sweat clings to her skin. Her blonde hair is twisted into a tight bun. Like everything else about her....

Gina took a deep breath. It was time. "I think we should stop seeing each other," she said.
As she feared, Angie reacted as if she'd just shot her. "What?" she said.
Gina sighed. "It's over, Ang."
"But why?"
Gina looked around. The park was only lightly populated that afternoon, and no one was near them, but Gina was still nervous about anyone overhearing them. She briefly regretted not having done this somewhere private, maybe her place or Angie's, but that would have been even more problematic...

Previously, Larry, Maria's boss, was able to take advantage of her in his office. She now gets her revenge.
When I got home, I couldn't believe what I had done. I sudden became afraid that she might be upset over the way I left her. And I'd have to face some punishment. But what fun punishment was!!!! Though I did my best to act normally that evening, I'm sure I was giddy as a teenage boy after his first experience of sex....

***This is the second part of a five part story I wrote back in 2021. The full thing is available elsewhere, but I appreciate how popular Ch. 1 was on here, so here's the second part for everybody. Enjoy!***
Philip Hughes felt like he was in heaven. He was relaxing on the living room sofa while his sexy huge-boobed sister sat naked next to him and while her hot friend Grace was on her knees, dutifully cleaning off his cock with her tongue....

Becky's POV: One week later
Just in my shower, enjoying the nice-smelling body wash I borrowed from Lozza. She lent it to me when I told her how good it smelled. Anyway, it's been an unbelievable week. A fantastic Monday couldn't be topped. Here's what happened...
????α???????????? ????ⱺ????ᑯα????...

=/= Stop Enslaving My Friends! Chapter 4 =/=

Kimberly did not consider herself to be a good cook. She did not have a large range of dishes that she was confident in making, and had to check recipes frequently even for simple meals. She had found, somewhat to her own surprise that she enjoyed cooking food for her master and the girls. She wasn't entirely sure whether it was something she would have enjoyed if she hadn't become a slave, perhaps the feeling of subservience was what had pushed it over th...

Chapter 11- Live and let die
As if a switch was thrown, we all jumped into action.
"We need to pack everything up and head back to Lafayette immediately," Sherry proclaimed as we both grabbed a box and headed for the door.
We hadn't taken three steps before Gabby stopped us.
"Sherry, stop for a second. What happened?"...

This is in a series. It is best enjoyed in order
All characters are fictional and over the age of 18.
I had just graduated from College. Late one night, while browsing the internet out of boredom, I stumbled across a Reddit post from a femdom community titled "Wanna be my slave?" I'd seen content like that before--enough to know what it was about--but this time, something pulled me in deeper. Almost without thinking, I DM her....

Morning light spilled into the suite, brushing golden fingers across Emily's bare skin as she stirred on the carpet. With a slow, honeyed stretch, her back arched, and the faint jingle of the little pink bone hanging from her collar broke the silence. A soft, playful yip escaped before she could stop it, excitement blooming warm and low inside her. The sun kissed her shoulders, her ass, her hips--and as she stretched again, loose and lazy like a waking pup, something shifted deep inside her, drawing out a b...

It was the kind of night that makes you feel watched, even when you're alone. The kind of night where the moon hides behind clouds and the wind whispers things that make no sense. But I walked up the hill anyway, my boots crunching the gravel path, eyes locked on the gothic monster of a house looming above....

RoboMaid To The Rescue - Pt. 06
Authors note:
Leave comments if you want more - good or bad - let me know.
Warning - this chapter has chicks with dicks, if that's not your thing, read no further.
-------------
As Rob closed the door Kara and Margo stared up at RoboMaid. Margo was fucking pissed off that she had to obey the orders of a Robot. She felt like a fuckin' piece of meat. Was she going to be ordered around by a fucking robot all day? She got her answer soon enough....

Tess Takes To The Streets

Tess had never cried more than her first day as a mother. It was as though the last 32 years of her life had been compressed down to a single moment and dashed as suddenly as it had arrived. She had heard of women refer to giving birth as a rebirth and hadn't believed it until the cocktail of drugs wore off and the steady trickle of medication and therapy felt ripped from her arm like an IV. For the past two months, she'd done all she could to escape the intoxicating mindfuc...

'What a day.'
It really has been the day from hell. Broke a nail, my boss was being an asshole, half the highway shut down on the commute home, couldn't even grab my favorite takeout because they closed early today.
I only just moved into this house a few weeks ago, and most of my belongings are still in boxes or on the moving truck. The company I hired kept delaying the delivery date, but they should be dropping my stuff off later....

Nathan shut off the shower with a long sigh, the feeling of the cold water helping to numb his aching legs after his leg day and cardio workout. Truthfully he'd caused a lot of the soreness on his own due to the fact he'd been neglecting cardio and legs for so long, but he would never admit that. He couldn't seem to build mass on his upper body and it was pissing him off. He had a juicy bubble but befitting a sports illustrated swimsuit model, but he somehow still looked like a fucking twink up top....

The University was closed for the year for the long holidays. That left me with six weeks with nothing in particular lined up. My choices were varied. I could go and stay at the beach for a while, go touring, stay at home and bludge (that choice was looking good), get a temporary job (there's always positions for good mechanics), go home and work for my Father for the holidays (not in this lifetime, but it was an option)....

You will have insisted on chaste kisses to start with, as you had with your last boyfriend, but you know you will expect more physical intimacy from him before long. You'll want it, and you'll want him to suggest it of course.
You will have prepared yourself to say no. You will know you simply need to make your boundaries clear. Yet instead of saying no, you'll compromise a little. You'll ask him if you can limit yourselves to passionate kisses. Your decision will surprise yourself, and it will give you ...