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A large collection of bdsm short stories covering everything from slave training to submission fantasies.

Stephen the King

bdsm motoskoota 2017-11-16

A groveling little faggot pig who loves cleaning the Master's asshole!" I blurted out. I took the entire stained section into my mouth and I moaned like an animal as I gnawed on it, sucking Master's essence from the cloth. "You are in love with my ass, isn't that right, jimmy?" Master said in a kindly confidential tone. "Yes, Sir." I said, my eyes glued to the soft, warm ass cheeks before me. "Well let me tell you something, jimmie boy." Master said, his hand under my chin, lifting my eyes to him. "I love being your ass-sucking fag-boy, Sir. You have the sweetest ass." I said to him as though giving a confession.

Aphrodite's Curse Ch. 028

bdsm Gaius8666 2017-11-16

On Arcadia, Calisto had wrapped her legs firmly around Demetrius's waist, locking her ankles behind his back and showering his face with kisses. Overcome with lust, Demetrius turned her face back to his and leaned down kissing her deeply, his left hand caressing and teasing her breast as his tongue explored her mouth. Artemis was now straddling Amphrite's stomach and slapping her repeatedly in the face, vile and awful comments streaming out of her mouth. I only wish I could do something to relieve your own suffering." Demetrius smiled and stroked her face, gently pulling her lips off of his cock and with his eyes expressed his gratitude at having been given the privilege of servicing her body.

Cunt Whipping

bdsm cdod 2017-11-16

He tugs at my cunt lips, runs his fingers over my clit, and plays with it a moment before slapping it hard. There cannot possibly be any greater sight or sound than a man ripping his belt out of the loops with every intention of using it in ways not truly intended. He maneuvered so that the belt landed perfectly across my entire cunt. “So what do you think now, cunt?” “I’m sorry, Sir, I am truly sorry.” Tears have welled in my eyes. Not only was the pleasure not worth the punishment, but having to watch his face as he whipped me in my most private area was excruciating. To lay on my back and watch a man I respect whipping my cunt was truly humiliating.

The Soprano Ch. 02

bdsm barabajagal001 2017-11-16

Claire brought her head up, glaring at each of them in turn as she said, "Both of you shut up." This earned her another smack from Sebastien, but René said nothing, groaning softly instead when she resumed her tongue's work on him. "New tricks, indeed." Claire ran her tongue over him, tasting him and enjoying the feel of him in her mouth. Sebastien ran one of his hands up over Claire's ribs to her breast, which he kneaded firmly. Sebastien had showered and dressed, and stopped to give Claire a kiss on the cheek before grabbing his overcoat. Steam fogged the mirror in Sebastien's bathroom, and Claire wiped it away to look at herself critically.

A Slut Of Her Own...

bdsm mforj 2017-11-16

The look on his face told me to be quiet. "I want you to feel it, to be aware of it at all times. I pinched them a few times, wanting her to feel I was in charge. I told her what a pretty cunt she had, how wet it looked. "What do you want slut?" I don't want to touch you, slut. I watched as she began to push her fingers deep inside herself. Telling her what I was doing, feeling her impatience, she wanted me to touch, rocked her hips from side to side. Taking a vibrator, I started to fuck her while I fingered and sucked at her clit. Hard and long, I could feel it on my fingers, the pulsing, the wetness gathering.

Base Instincts

bdsm SensualCurves 2017-11-16

At precisely 5.50pm the following evening, Paul sat in his car, his cock throbbing with excitement and restraining cords holding him erect. Suddenly, Paul felt his cock-tie cord tugged. Paul dropped to all fours, aware of the fact that with his head held up by the leash, the cord attached to his cock and balls was even tighter. Paul's body had not envisaged such a sharp change from pain to pleasure, his breathing coming in gasps as his already hardened cock ached anew, the fingertip driving him to new heights of passion. Scarcely able to breathe every joint, limb and muscle in Paul's body crying for release, he knew he wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

Purple Silk

bdsm Julirose 2017-11-16

A silk gag muffled her voice. She heard the thud of a wooden paddle accompanied by loud moans as another captive received her treatment. She turned her head toward the approaching sound of footsteps, hoping to get a glimpse of her captor but all she saw was a purple robe approaching a nearby girl. “Don’t be afraid,” her voice struggled through the muffling silk. “Yes, my Lord,” her muffled voice replied as dragged the braided whip across her breasts, teasing her nipples. “I remember being afraid,” she continued as he loosened her gag, “but there was nothing to fear.” Her legs spread to accept the braided leather as he slipped the rough handle of the whip between her legs.

Rejuvenation

bdsm K 2017-11-16

Lillian slowly strolls through the woods, looking around, wondering where she could be and how she got here. Lillian was still skeptical of what Kerry was up to, but a dip in the water did seem like a good idea. Lillian quickly made her way in and sat down in the water. With her clothes piled nearby, Lillian relaxed and let the water flow over her every curve. Lillian glared at Kerry for a few moments, but finally began moving toward him. Kerry told her to just relax and let the vine do its job, everything will be fine. While the vine continued its ascent up Lillian's body, Kerry pulled a collar out of his package and placed it around her neck.

Captive Audience Ch. 2

bdsm Anyport 2017-11-16

Without any formality Mistress Dianne turned to face him and ordered, "Take your clothes off Tim." To my surprise Tim obeyed immediately, I know that had she spoken to me that way on our first night, I would have at least made some smart remark, like 'You first'. He blushed when he saw what she was smiling at but Mistress Dianne appeared not to notice as she asked, "Do you like my shoes Timmy?" "Yes." He whispered. Ken wasn't interested at first, until Dianne said, "Of course, since it will be outside business hours, if you decide you like anything I won't be able to charge you." As she obviously knew, this got the miserable bastard's full attention and when he realised that he would not only be getting a free meal, but he could clothe Jenny for free, he accepted the invitation.

Dare You? Tina Ch. 04-05

bdsm samdare 2017-11-16

"Anyway, I'll doubt if he'll talk to me," her head spun round and she looked a little worried, "Not that I want him to, and I think you are wrong, he won't talk to me." Perhaps that wasn't the right way to sum it up, but it sure felt like a few guest were here, just waiting for things to kick off. Still she wasn't put off; "Look," she whispered, "Colin wants a word with Tina. Colin smiled and looked down at his shoes, he looked back at her, "Tina, I need my passport, I'll be round about 10.30, okay?" He took a deep breath and said, "Well, make sure you do," he looked behind her to me, "and you, good luck with Tina, you'll need it."

The Box

bdsm Thndrshark 2017-11-16

Once I was sure it rested in the proper position, I took the rubber bladder Monica held, slipping the rigid middle over the tube, then pressed the rest of the bladder into her mouth. As Monica fed the rigid tubes out a hole on the end, I considered Jane's bondage. Within in seconds, the box was filled, the last evident of Jane soon covered in a smooth layer of liquid cement. I stepped to the box, reaching my arm into the cement to grab hold of one of Jane's nipple rings. Monica had hooked Jane's breathing, feeding and crotch tubes up to the control machine, along with the accompanying wires.

"R" is for Role Play

bdsm chanstevens 2017-11-16

"Well, let me come straight to the point," you reply "I know from the first interview that you're very comfortable with sucking hard meat and swallowing hot cream, but are you able to cope with having your body fully explored and pleasured - feet, calves, thighs, pussy, butt cheeks and asshole - gently caressed and passionately kissed and licked? you wrap your arms round the top of my thighs in a fierce embrace designed to wedge your face deep between my soaking cheeks, working intensely with your tongue alternately on my clitoris and asshole until I'm rewarded by my first shuddering orgasm which causes me to thrust back suddenly off the desk, a movement which causes us both to fall back into a large leather armchair, me now sitting on your lap - or more correctly, impaled on your stiff erection!

Used

bdsm newwriter17 2017-11-16

A spandex hood that only opened over the nose and mouth; three enormous rolls of black bondage tape that had sat, unused, in their toy chest for many years; several pieces of rope; a roll of duct tape; and, finally, a soft mattress pad that she placed over the table, both to protect the wood and her evening's victim. The fantasy in her head was clear -- there's no way he'd be able to put his pawing, grubby hands all over her perfect body, so she started by tying his wrists and ankles, spread-eagled, to the four legs of the table. The new added wetness on her pussy from his mouth made her clench her eyes in pleasure, and she started to ride his wrapped face, quickly nearing her first orgasm.

Boreal Princess

bdsm bodaciousbarbie 2017-11-15

As she lays under the stars her hands slowly slip to her body and caress the flesh that He alone controls. Her nipples harden not from the cool air outside the sleeping bag but from the arousal she feels every time her thoughts slip to Him. Slowly she unbuttons her shirt and removes it , casting it aside in the bag ….her breasts now naked under the blanket. Slowly the snaps are undone one by one leaving her naked beneath the stars wrapped only in His luv and the sleeping bag . Her body now shuddering on the brink of orgasm from her soft touches beneath the sleeping bag …she feels His wishes .

Broken Into Submission

bdsm sexencounters 2017-11-15

As I walked through the door he grabbed me and said in an intimidating voice "Take off your clothes and get on your knees...now!" My heart jumped as I tried to respond but I was too nervous to speak so all that came out was a whisper. They all broke out in laughter and my master whispered in my ear with the leash in hand "Get ready to be gang raped you sniveling little faggot" My screams turned to tears as I felt the tip of his cock at my asshole. As the train of cocks slowed down, my ass was still burning with pain and my whimpers never stopped.

The Walk

bdsm sixpe 2017-11-15

Lily wasn't the type of girl who would end up in a man's bed on the first date, but when she met Conrad, two weeks ago, it had seemed natural. 'I want you to be my slave.' Lily pulled back, alarmed. Conrad grinned as Lily handed them to him, his teeth white in the gloom. As they waited for coffee Conrad had taken Lily's hand. Lily wanted to rant at him, but Conrad knew that the embarrassment would be too much. Conrad's slave held her head high. Conrad put his hands on her pussy to stroke her clit and Lily stopped thinking about anything as she climaxed. Lily was not ready to be Conrad's full time slave.

Amber

bdsm begger 2017-11-15

She smiled at me letting her hand stop at the very top of my cock which had a drop of precum forming on it. She took her other hand and massaged my balls making precum spill out of my already-purple head. She smiled at me and said "If you can't stay still, I'm not going to let you cum at all. "Steve, if I let you cum, how will I know that I'm going to get an orgasm?" She finally stopped laughing and she said "If I let you cum, then I couldn't have anymore fun with you." As she did, her breasts jiggled a little bit letting my cock cough out another load of precum.

Caged Bird Sings Ch. 01

bdsm hisbelovedroisin 2017-11-15

Fourteen of those months had been in dark isolation, a perfect captive after abuse and control had whittled away at her friends, job, social life, and even some of her family until she had no one left to notice the bruises. She hated her parents for not noticing, for just keeping on in their perfect WASP worlds, keeping up with deposits of money into her account without regard for lacking phone calls. It had taken her eighteen months to run. Her culinary past was finally being put to use again for good, instead of cooking meals with shaking fingers while hot breath snarled against her neck and the threats of a savage beating loomed over any imperfection. Fuck, I miss You, she said for the thousandth time that day, never aloud.

Spice Plantation Ch. 07

bdsm professorjames 2017-11-15

She pulled my hand back and kissed my fingers in return and then said, "You do excite me, Paul." Then she broke the mood before we got too serious and added, "Of course, spending several days naked might have a little to do with it also." This time I let my arm feel like a cocked spring and when I released it, the leather whistled slightly in the air and the sound it made as the tails struck the padded leather sounded much more like Nate's demonstration. Then Nate raised his arm, trailing the long leather tail of the whip behind. Nate acknowledged with a nod and four more quick slashes of the leather tail pulled each candle free and sent it flying across the room, but left not a trace of a mark on their skin.

Fetish Picnic

bdsm slavepaul27 2017-11-15

With an excited little giggle, she explained that she had put together some fun and games before the picnic – "The first thing I want you to do for me is strip off completely and put your clothes in the boot!" "I'll deal with your slave for a while." She unshackled me and gave her friend the end of my ball-halter, and I was led outside by this complete stranger. As we trotted back into the yard, my body coming up in lumps with the extreme pain from the nettle stings, I could hear the sound of muffled yells from the barn, the cracking of a whip and peals of joyful sarcastic laughter from my mistress.

Opening Him Up Ch. 06

bdsm humbleboy 2017-11-15

One late rainy night, two months living at the cabin, my Mistress Amy came home angry. Do you think I have you here for leisure time?" She slapped my ass hard and continued fucking me without any sign of exhaustion. By cumming when you fuck yourself in the ass! By cumming when you fuck yourself in the ass! Fucking me as I crawled on the bed to grab the dildo. Haven't you noticed your voice starting to change, or your body hair not needing to be shaven as much? "Get your lips back on that cock." Mistress Amy was still fucking me enraged. You see you can cum with just a good ass fucking."

Fine Tuned in the Dunes

bdsm Driveher2cum 2017-11-15

"I am just getting started," he whispered, his tongue teasing her ear, "and we don't want those sensitive parts to burn, do we?I am going to play with you until you surrender every last vestige of resistance, until you arch up wantonly for my touch," and he pinched both nipples hard with his oiled fingers as he said this ..................... There she was, hands clandestinely tied above her, naked, oiled, nipples stiff and her legs spread wide and trapped wide as her glistening pussy gaped open. She wanted to touch his cock but he had placed her hands behind her, so she looked pleadingly at him and started to slide down his body, her mouth hungry.

Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 01

bdsm Sir Edward 2017-11-15

She was still trying to watch the movie, her head raised as she bent over slightly, but when Bill put his hand on her cunt and squeezed, her head dropped and she breathlessly said: "Oh yes, honey." She jerked and said again "oh yes" and I moved my hand down again but this time pushed two fingers right into her cunt. I wanted her to be fully aroused, and I continued to tease, letting my cock stroke along the lips, between them, and even moving it to touch her clit with the now quite wet head of it, but not allowing it to slip inside her.

Dinner for One

bdsm Norarc 2017-11-15

You want to flee, to hide, to throw the voice's easy confidence back into his nonexistent teeth, to ask where he's been and why he abandoned you, and what makes him think you need permission from him for anything anyway? Even as you sit in the pile of coats, weeping quietly, you feel yourself being examined, as you yourself might examine a new bit of clothing that hadn't quite lived up to your expectations and wonder if it can be altered to suit you, or needs to be tossed aside for something better. You feel the cock begin to thrust between your lips, its owner fucking your face with desperate enthusiasm now, and you pride yourself in taking all of it, the whole length, swallowing and swallowing, clenching your throat around the head.