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Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.

ShadowForge: “I know women who run don’t run because they didn’t feel it. They run because they felt it too much. Tell me—what did he do that you can’t stop replaying?” My fingers trembled as I typed. VelvetRain: “He went down on me like he was starving. Slow at first, teasing, then relentless. Sucked my clit until I came on his tongue, then kept going until I was begging. Then he fucked me so deep I saw stars. Twice. I’ve never come that hard.” The response was instant. ShadowForge: “Fuck. I can picture it. Your thighs shaking around his head. Your fingers in his hair. The way your back arched when you broke. Did you scream his name?”

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

My legs felt shaky as I descended the stairs, the cool wood against my bare feet doing nothing to calm the fire still burning between my thighs. The dream clung to me like a second skin, Alex’s thick cock stretching me open, his dirty growls in my ear, the way I’d moaned like a slut while he fucked me senseless in my own bed. My soaked panties rubbed against my swollen clit with every step, sending little sparks up my spine. I tugged the hem of my tiny sleep shorts down, but they barely covered anything. My thin tank top clung to my breasts, nipples still hard and obvious. Part of me hoped he’d notice. The other part was terrified he would.

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THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV I cry out, my body bouncing on the high stool while he fucks me brutally, his hips snapping forward, his cock stretching me wider than Derek's.

I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, his eyes shut tight, his body shaking as he bit his lip to keep from screaming. "Right there, Big Daddy! Right there! Oh yesss!" I screamed as Preston scrambled my insides. He was a beast, a monster, and I was his willing victim. He let out a final, guttural roar of pleasure as he reached his peak, his entire body tensing as he blasted his hot, thick, sticky load deep inside my belly, filling me to the brim. We lay there for a moment, panting and slick with sweat. Preston leaned down, giving me a hard, sloppy kiss before pulling out of me with a loud, wet plop.

My pussy walls squeezed his big cock like a tight fist, and I started screaming into the bed as another huge wave hit me, shooting my wet juices all over his dick. Callan let out a loud, scary roar from the back of his throat. He pushed his dick in as deep as it could possibly go, pinning me flat against the mattress, and started shaking violently as he shot huge, hot loads of cum deep inside my pussy over and over until we were both totally soaked in sweat and breathing hard on the messy bed. We didn't stay still for long. After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again.

“Y-Yes, Steve. I’m a slut, so fuck me." “You fucking shit! I’m cumming! ” “That’s it, Steve! Fuck! I’m cumming also!” Few more thrusts, and I felt myself tremble, reaching the heaven of the heavens of my life. I felt his hot juices filling inside my pussy, and it feels so good. He groaned and cursed on my ear as we both took our time to feel the goodness and pleasure of forbidden sex. “You’re so damn good,” he whispered. Damn, Steve. You are, too. So fucking expert.