Feeder Kink Novels & Stories

The whole thing felt surreal. I had spent a solid hour last night researching the Dom/Sub dynamic. Apparently, as a submissive, you have to earn your Dom’s praise. And oddly enough, I think that’s my kink—praise. It always made my day when Alex gave me even the most casual compliment. It was like being showered in gold.

"The best? Look, I honestly have no idea what you are...what are you doing?!" My eyes widened at the feel of his cold breath against my neck. I could feel his lips against the skin. Fear sat heavy in my stomach as I brought my hand to push him away, but he didn't budge. "You smell divine," Carter groaned as his tongue darted out to have a taste of my skin. At this point, I was shivering with fear. "C...Carter, stop! Don't do this!" "You are a feeder, aren't you? You've already done this before, so there's nothing to worry about. I won't take much, just a little."

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeeze his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeezing his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.

My teeth marks from the previous night are beautifully highlighted on her inner thigh. Red with a touch of blue surrounding the bruised flesh. There will be more tomorrow. My kink. The one I didn't share with Nathanial years ago. But Monroe had his ways and it didn't take him long to use Shibari to expose my kink. He never batted an eye. He encouraged me to bite and bite hard. For something that embarrassed me so much back then, Monroe didn't have my inhibitions. To him, sex and its varied intricacies are to be celebrated and not hidden.

I tried to pull away but there was nowhere to go and I could only sob as I came for the second time within a fucking minute. My pussy felt used and abused. It was sensitive as fuck and for a second, I feared Damon was going to make me come again, but he began to throb inside of me and in no time, he was spilling his contents into me, filling me with his seed. None of us had any intention of getting me pregnant, but I had searched it up and realized I had a breeding kink which was why I liked it when he came inside me.

“This is…” “Arousing.” She completes the word for me and lurches to my side, to the place I am staring at a woman whose cunt is full display on the camera. “People have these kinks they'd love to learn or to try.” She begins and I give her my full attention. “I was able to learn that from a few of my friends who wanted to explore that types of sex shits others don’t acknowledge, I came up with the idea of…creating a website and making it available for those that want to explore those kinda kinks. Like tying a woman to a bed with ropes or handcuffs, swatting a woman’s ass cheeks, cunt, pulling her upside down to fuck her, ways to scissor, ways to make your partner bleed and shits like that…”

“You have got to see how beautiful her nipples look. I know my Hiku will appreciate them and I suspect you will too, Asim. I need to ask something, Asim. Do you have a nipple kink? I know you had been playing with the nipple clamps when we arrived yesterday morning and your eyes constantly go to Willow’s and Hiku’s nipples while we are out and even at dinner last night, you were looking at any hint of nipples on your mates. Raff’s were nearly visible in that white shirt and I saw your eyes on him often.Or do you not know if you have any kinks?” “Astute observations.” I compliment her. I don’t know if I have any kinks. I don’t have a nipple kink. I really like them but don’t need nipple play

Kinks: voyeurism, discreet sex, handjob, pussy play The subway car rattled through the underground tunnels, packed tight with rush-hour commuters. Bodies pressed against each other in the humid air, the scent of sweat and cheap perfume hanging heavy. Maya gripped the overhead rail, her short skirt brushing against her smooth thighs. She loved these moments—the thrill of being surrounded by strangers, her heart pounding not just from the crowd but from the secret cravings she harbored.

The other one either needs to pay more or pique my interest. “Second attachment: Fetish feet kink. The client would like to play with your feet and wants you to massage him with them.” Now I burst into laughter. How is it I have two feet requests in one day? Are these both Kenny? I chuckle as I put my phone away as I see my best friend, Daniel approach.