under duress stories and histories

Lily told me that her lunch break was in twenty minutes, so I asked her to meet me at the Mexican grill right across the street from the bank. I went inside and ate three hefty burritos while I waited for her. I was still hungry after that, but I didn't feel like she was the kind of girl that would be impressed by watching me eat ten pounds of food on our first date....

I awoke to a blinding light, my head throbbing with pain. Padded blocks on either side of my face and a leather strap across my forehead ensured I could only stare ahead. Between the bright light and the adrenaline rush, it took me a moment to comprehend what I was seeing: myself in a mirror on the ceiling, very securely strapped down to a padded gynecological chair, in what appeared to be some kind of laboratory. I was reclined back, my legs spread wide, and I saw myself instinctively jerk to cover my body...

Hello Literotica! After being an avid reader of all sorts of smut on this wonderful website for as far as I can remember, I've decided to publish my own first story. Well, technically this isn't my first attempt at writing erotica, but it is my first work that hasn't been written completely disjointed. I'm almost done with Chapter 2 and have some good ideas for the story, but I'm always open for suggestions and critique! You can expect this story to have elements of non-consent and draw inspiration from int...

Author's note: This story might not be for everyone. It is about a young woman "giving" her friends to her father, a mind controller. Everyone gradually gets more and more corrupted. Themes include voyeurism, gender traitor/cuckqueening, MDom/FSub sex, and abuse of power.
Mind the tags and play safe!...

This work is inspired by "My Reward" by Azil.
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I awoke the next morning and saw I was next to Charlie. It was a bit confusing, but at least recombining while asleep avoided the severe vertigo and nausea. If I hadn't split up yesterday, all I would have experienced was fucking around the table with Sharon, and that would have been a tragedy....

Chapter One:
The first time Melissa saw Evan's face through the fluttering blinds, she assumed it was a trick of the late spring sun, just a glimmer, a shadow thrown through the slats. A coincidence. But then it kept happening.
Their neighborhood was the sort of place built on echoes: neatly spaced mailboxes, asphalt still warm from noon, the scent of barbecues and cut grass thick in the evenings. Melissa had lived on Winterberry Lane for six years. She'd married Mark two years into her accounting car...

I got the text from Hally as I was about to go to bed:
Steve wants to crash at your place tonight if that's okay.
I texted back immediately "np"
I thought I'd finally started to get over him, but my heart started to race. I changed into a lacy black baby doll outfit that barely covered my ass. I did up my face and hair although not anything more than what would stand out as not natural to a guy....

"You haven't left your apartment in several days..." Lina's parole officer told her.
"What gave it away?" Lina said, still in her post-release funk. Prison had been constricting, but the lack of choice made getting through the days easier. Her family was of no help, shunning or being outright ashamed of the once drug-addict and robber. She'd been the lucky one; her boyfriend had been shot....

It was my third year of college and I had finally figured everything out. I had pretty good standing with my teachers and although I wasn't at a top of my class, my grades weren't anything to be ashamed of either. Parents still supported my studies, but I also scored a part time job in a local cafe bar. I had a steady girlfriend for over a year and she was crazy about me, as I was about her. My free time was filled with running and soccer, but I also managed to rest on a couch and read a good book from time...

Sally and her Mistresses 02

Thank you for opening my story: I hope you enjoy it and feel able to rate it, and/or make a comment when you've finished. It is the second part of what will eventually be a full-length novel. Because of its length, the action intensifies slowly, and this section, like the first, might not seem to warrant the "non-con" classification. Please have patience; the third section will be much more diverse....

All I need to do is reestablish professional boundaries.
When I put it like that, it sounds simple. Clinical. Routine. That's good. I can do simple, and clinical, and routine. That's exactly what I need after yesterday.
After yesterday...
I don't remember what happened. Not exactly. I remember Ivy bringing me my morning coffee, and then it's just a blur. When I peer into my memories, it's indistinct. Like paint going down the drain. But I remember Ivy said some things, and I remember I did some thi...

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...

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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. ...