BDSM stories

Ayesha grew up very modern, going out when she wanted, working, driving, the American dream. One day she met Jamal, a conservative, but very handsome man who was extremely wealthy. She had fallen in love and he promised her a full life, that would be more conservative than she was used to, but would be

I apologize for the long delay since the last chapter. However, I enjoy writing stories for Literotica, so expect more from me at a slower pace.This story contains lesbian, male submission, female domination, female submission, exhibitionist, erotic and BDSM themes. If you don’t like these themes, please skip this story. If you’re looking for a

This is my first story submission, all creative comments are welcome.A special thanks to Jack Orff for his editing.**********************************************Well, she had been unemployed for two months now, and still there was no light at the end of the tunnel. She had a last resort option, but even that was starting to look better then having

WantedWoman seeking woman for Primal Play in City Park. CNC Role Play. Must be fit and able to run.-Small Builds Preferred-–Include a photo–You are licking your finger to gain traction on the thin newspaper sheets, when a personals ad catches your eye. Not one for the classifieds, you can’t even recall how you stumbled on

I sit on the side of the bed looking down at you as you slowly come awake. I smile as I offer you a drink. “We need to stay hydrated,” I say as I give you a wink. Taking a long drink myself.I slowly pull the sheet off you and as always I am in

Dan gazed out the window. Thirty five thousand feet below him, small white fluffy clouds were drifting slowly across a steel grey rippled Atlantic Ocean. His mind was buzzing. What to do? What to do? The plane would land in Paris in about four hours. Mary Hemmings, his wife and owner (officially ex-wife, since she

ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18.——————————————It seemed like a good idea at the time, it really did. But then, bad ideas often do.In his thirty-three years on this planet, she was the sexiest thing Job Silverstein had ever seen.The first thing to catch his eye was the blood red dress, sequins sparkling like

BOOK ONE”To Serve and Protect,” Chapter 1by c.w. cobblestoneThe steel blade poked Ken’s Adam’s apple. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried not to swallow.”Your money, motherfucker.” The gruff voice wasn’t joking.With shaky fingers, Ken fished his billfold from his pocket and handed it over. The knife lifted from his neck. The victim kept his

Dawn arrived at the motel with Nancy already wet in anticipation of the fun to come. It was their lunch hour and Nancy, who had been wanting Dawn for sometime was also anxious to start sucking on her nipples and licking her pussy. They entered the room and to Nancy’s surprise there was already someone

Mistress led us out of the hall way into a reception room. Like the hallway, this was decorated in a very ornate, victorian, style, with heavy drapes on the windows, and low lighting, giving an ominous air. She brought us to a halt next to a dark wood table, on which stood an exquisite statuette

This is a character study about Chloe Beale from Pitch Perfect. Only it’s an AU where she’s into bdsm.Summary: Chloe’s always known she was a little different.By age thirty she can’t figure out if she’s simply a masochist or an enthusiast sub. The one thing she’s certain of…she’s a sexual deviant.————-Chloe’s known since a young

This is the second Chapter. To understand the full story read also Chapter 1.I must have either fallen asleep or passed out because the next thing I knew I was being lowered down from my spreadeagled position under my Masters’ back deck. The ball weight had been removed, thankfully, but I could feel that my

The party is in full swing, and I am bored. People mill about, chatting each other up, taking shots at the red solo cups at the end of the long table. I feel empty, having denied drink after drink, and a line. Sarah is nice. I’m glad to have her as a friend. She respects

I used to have to travel by car from my city to another about two hours away. I would often stop at a restaurant about halfway between, which had simple fare and a pretty, middle aged Mexican waitress who liked flirting.One day, upon leaving, there was a young woman hitchhiking at the entrance to the

“Stage 2”, Mistress Announce, “was called Transformation.” She explained that while slave was going through the motions of serving her, he hadn’t fully accepted that he really was now and forever just her slave. She had decided to make some changes that would surely teach him that it was his role in life to serve

12Having walked Jasper and savoured a large mug of hot tea Laura felt much better. The strange turn of events from that morning had already drifted into the past. Maybe it would turn out to be one of those experiences they would laugh about in the months to come, who knows?It would be at least

As soon as he finished the sentence, he let me go. He left me standing, stunned and dumbfounded as he looked around every corner of the room.- “Pictures of me on the wall?” I thought inside my mind. I had never felt such fear as I did at that moment. I finally understood my situation.

After Louise had spent her weekend with Emma, while I was confined in a dungeon at the hands of the Mistress, our life settled back into a routine. We were a happy professional couple six days of the week, and then every Thursday, Louise became part of another couple, with Emma, her girl friend. She

% The Sculptor and the Swedish Foreign Minister% Mogrem% May 2023*Author’s note: This is a stand-alone piece about the sculptor, whose story you can read more of in ‘Natalie and Helena’ and in the ‘Lisa and Polly’ series.*——–“Who is that?” asked the prospective client, an elegant, immaculately made up blond. She was cruising past middle

COPYRIGHTThis story may be freely copied and distributed on all computer networks, mailboxes and other network services as long as it is not modified. With each passing on I ask not to forget the reference to the author.Comments, suggestions and questions are welcome.Since my creativity doesn’t want to work like I do, I pulled out