BDSM Stories

My eyes watered, tears mixing with the drool, streaming down my face as I was face fucked into oblivion, the sound of my gagging and screaming the only music in the dark room. The assault was so intense, so overwhelming, that my body began to rebel. It was not just saliva. It was a physical expulsion of fluids triggered by the sheer thickness of the intrusion. I gagged, a convulsive heave that had no escape route, and it came out in a thick, clear stream of mucus.

The Bitch gets made a bitch.(careful what you ask for)

Synapse of story; Chapter 1: When Ben's younger sister Isabella, hurts her foot during gymnastics practice, their mother asks Ben, a hypnotherapist, to help her with hypnosis for the pain. Ben hypnotizes his little sister and discovers that he is drawn to her. Chapter 2: Ben discovers Izzy is bisexual. Chapter 3: under development.

Fourteen-year-old Serrah is sold as a slave in 1773 by the father of the son Serrah was lying down for in Sierra Leone, Africa, because the father wants perfectly formed Serrah for himself. The boy is manhandled by the British slavers and sailors on the Middle Passage voyage that lands him in South Carolina Colony to survive or not on his back on Daufuskie and Hilton Head Islands until his talent and perseverance get him to the brothels of Savannah and control of his own destiny.

A little story I wrote for a submissive I'm training. A lengthy writing prompt. Anyone who feels the urge is welcome to send a response. :D

This story is presented as a sequence of chat messages between a guy and a girl planning a kinky encounter at the community pool. No actual sex takes place during the story, the story hints at sex to come.