Degrading Kinks Novels & Stories

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

It's all his idea I might add, I would have happily waited. As I look into the eyes of my very handsome husband, I know I made the right choice. I have finally found my safe harbor. I know there will be bumps on our road together but I also know we will pull through, for better or worse with a dash of kink till death do us part.

Derrick put out his hand as if to reach for me but let it drop to his side. "It's called a degradation kink. We didn't mean we really thought you were a whor8e or a slu8t, baby. You're that for us but no one else," Derrick explained. "If anyone else even thought that, we'd kill them," Alex said fiercely. This was so beyond my scope. Not once but twice, they used photographic evidence to coerce me into doing stuff with them and now.....

You have a degrading kink? It stays unresponsive for a few moments, and I am about to put away my phone, but when it vibrates again, I can't help but look. -Mr. Grumpy: Are we already discussing kinks? -Mr. Grumpy: Say you hate me again and find out. “It’s kind of hot, though,” Hannah says from the bed. “What?” I ask, flustered. “You texting a teacher. It’s got that whole forbidden romance vibe,” she explains with a smirk.

I say in an unconvincing voice. He moves his finger an inch. “Dakota, if we are gonna do this, you need to discover your turn-ons and kinks.” I furrow my brows. “My kinks!?” He nods. “That's another lesson you’ll get with me. I think you have a praise kink.” I chuckle. “Is that so? How would you even know that!?” He grins. “ Overachieving academic girls develop praise kink! This is a scientific fact!”

I can’t imagine she is enjoying the way she’s holding onto his legs. “Sorry to interrupt,” I say loudly. Keanna chokes and tries to push back, but he doesn’t let her go. This is his kink. He likes degrading women, keeping them submissive and controlled, disrespected. He smiles at me. He thinks I will get upset at what he’s doing to her, but I couldn’t care less. It isn’t her first time letting someone f*ck her however they want. “No interruption at all nephew. Do you want to watch me ruin her perfect make-up and outfit?”

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

“Yeah? Then what are you Dylan, as you’re blushing, your cock twitched and you got fucking harder when I said it.” My head shakes but he grips the back of my neck and I freeze. “You have a major degrading and humiliation kink.” He moves closer, his lips against my neck. “And you’re scared of what people will think, no one will know, Dylan. You can enjoy it, get off on it with me, and no one will ever know.” My breath comes quicker. He watches me closely, waiting, his hand still slowly stroking me. Just once. I can do it just once more. Indulge in this one last time, let myself enjoy it, and then I’ll walk away for good.

Kinks: gangbang, group sex, power exchange, oral sex The locker room stank of sweat and failure, the air heavy with the sharp scent of unwashed uniforms and the low murmur of disappointed voices. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting harsh shadows on the dented metal lockers that had seen countless rough plays. Jason slumped on the bench, his muscular body still heaving from the game they had just lost. At 22, he was the team's star quarterback, all rippling abs and powerful thighs, but his signature cocky grin was nowhere to be seen. A knot of shame twisted in his gut as he wiped his face with a towel, avoiding the accusing glares from his teammates.

As his fingers pumped in and out of me, he kissed me again, muffling my moans and it wasn't long before I was coming apart in his hands. "Dirty girl." Rowan tsked. "Look at you making such a mess in a public place. You are such a slut." I practically moaned. I hadn't told them straight but I was certain they knew I was into degradation. That was when I realized that they hadn't fully used me for their kinks. They hadn't fully carried out all my kinks. His fingers didn't stop moving as he coaxed another orgasm out of me. "Rowan, oh God." I cried out as my release gushed out of me again. But Rowan still didn't stop. "Please, I can't—"