under duress stories and histories

You have a girlfriend.
She's kind. Patient. Soft where it counts, sweet where it matters. She calls you her man. Her rock. Her future.
She thinks you're straight.
So does everyone else.
You fuck her. You tell her she's beautiful. You go down on her with your eyes shut, pretending you're into it. Pre...

Another Opening Night -- Second Day
Jenna found her hypnotist's eyes after she lay on the floor, face up, after following the looping suggestions, waking, then finding her panties and pants soaking wet.
"Very good girl, Jenna," she Mistress said, pushing praise after a compliance with suggestion- an...

"I am sorry," said the man with the gorgeous red hair, but Brandi didn't understand why. He was making her feel so good right now, stroking and petting her all over with delicate pale fingers that seemed to be able to caress each and every one of her nerves individually, and she couldn't imagine any...

Introduction:
Welcome to a night where control isn't just surrendered it's ripped away. This is the story of Amela, a woman used to being in charge, and one man who knows how to take that power from her and use it to drive her wild. Here, CNC is mixed with pleasure. Every gasp, every slap, every bre...

Thanks to Gamblnluck for allowing me to write in the world of his excellent Slave Camp and Gotta Pay the Piper stories(if you haven't read them you should, both because they're very good and because it will help you understand the setting.
Thanks also to Ogshadowraven for inspiring me to try writing...

You have a boyfriend.
He's good to you. Says all the right things. Carries the shopping bags, eats you out on weekends, lets you vent about your job. You live in a flat that smells like soft candles and takeaways, with matching mugs and a shared Netflix account.
On paper, it's perfect.
In your pussy...

NOTE: All characters in all chapters of this story are eighteen years old or older.
Chapter 4: A Story From The Bible
I was blindfolded again and dressed in a short terrycloth robe just before I was led to the car - not Carole's Corvette, as I was told, but an SUV. From the sounds of voices during o...

Quaranteam: Southeast - Team Davies
By 2charlie
The Quaranteam Universe is the creation of CorruptingPower, used with permission.
Thanks to OtterlyMindblowing, AgathonWrites, RonanJWilkerson, The_Licentious_Laureate, Reader737b, S. Bradshaw, and the other QT Writers for their feedback and contributi...

Only three weeks had passed since Robert T. had taken over the management of the private boarding school college "Schwarzenstein" in the German Alps.
But he had been anything but lazy since then. Mia could no longer recognize her school.
The school uniforms, for example.
While the male students were...

This story depicts an imaginary sorority initiation with strong sexual elements. It is a fantasy, and this author does not condone any situation in real life where a person is convinced or coerced to engage in a sexual act. All depictions are fictions and all participants well above the age of conse...

This story is longer than what I normally write but I hope you enjoy it - EOUL jsps
I remember pulling into my driveway after work and feeling my stomach fall when I saw my wife's car parked in front of the garage. It was odd because my wife was supposed to be in a masters' class that evening and sh...

We were in the car together and I was privately enjoying watching my poor little secretary try to squirm out of her skin! Massi was desperately aroused and generally uncomfortable in her belt... and she was terribly worried. I could tell I'd been right: Naomi had used her phone to tell the group tha...

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 auth...

Bex would say she wasn't uptight, but isn't that what all uptight people say? "I just like things a particular way. I'm really very chill. Will you please use a coaster?!"
Not a single strand of her golden locks was ever out of place. Clean, pressed clothing, matching accessories, the whole lot. Bex...

Panic set in as Bella's smooth legs snaked around Ron's neck.
"No, no, no!" Ron hissed. "Not again!"
Bella smirked and patted her university lecturer on the head. "Don't worry, professor. It will all be over soon."
The crowd cheered as Bella's strong thighs squeezed Ron's neck, the poor man struggli...

"Becky Pines?" the courier asked. "Here you go." He passed an envelope through the crack in the door, touched the brim of his cap, and walked off.
She bolted the door. She flipped the envelope in her hands, noting the lack of a return address. With shaking fingers she tore it open and pulled out a s...

"You should learn to play golf," Tricia said from out of nowhere as we laid in bed. She had jumped in just as fast as Lily had, and was now staying with me at the hotel, despite owning a very nice house only a few blocks away.
"Why?" I asked. I had nothing against golf, or any sport for that matter,...

Author's Note: I have decided to make a few small changes to the story, both what's already been posted and from now on. For reasons I can't really pin down, the name Patty just isn't sitting well with me. So going forward, Patty will now be known as Tricia. Exact same character, only using the othe...

This is all purely fantasy :) hope you enjoy
I didn't know her name at first. Not when I saw her standing there, barefoot on the grimy carpet, one leg slightly bent, her toes curling against the threadbare floor like it was made for her.
But even before I knew she was called Abi... I knew she was th...

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 ...

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 ...

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 disjoint...

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 f...

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 ...

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...

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 th...

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 b...

"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 ashame...

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 ...