I’d like to make you tremble. You know those adrenaline-fuelled shudders of desire that you (specifically you) get when you’re on the verge of doing something hot? Or when you’re hovering just before orgasm, craving release but forbidden from truly letting go? I want to make you tremble like that.

Note that this story contains casual public kink, begging/teasing/edging/denial and an anal hook. 

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I am fully grinning from ear to ear as I write the intro to this post. The fabulous @EuclideanPoint – who has written here before about letting a kinky stranger hand her control, a very kinky interrogation, and denying a partner’s orgasm – is back with another phenomenal guest blog. This time it’s her who is being denied, and the relish with which she embraces this edgy torture is such a delicious joy to behold. If you have a kink for subs who want it really badly – begging to be given further punishment, denial, or cruelty – then I guarantee you’ll love this as much as I do. Take it away, Pointy…

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This gorgeous erotica about being in love with a sex robot that has… ahem… strict protocols is written by Jaimie of Jaimie’s Erotica, and read by Girl on the Net. 

I would prefer real flesh and blood. I mean, obviously.

It’s not as easy as it was in our grandparents’ generation, you know? Or even my parents. Back then, you could download an ‘app’ – that’s what they were called, I think – onto your PUI and swipe through potential matches in your area, picking out someone who looked like they had something about them.

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When she’s sat for long enough in the aftermath of her wanton behaviour – knickers down, bent over the desk in his office, palms smarting from the whipping that kicked off her punishment, he calls her through to the lounge.

Just one word, barked with force and anger:

“Come.”

Note: degradation/humiliation, consensual role play, beating, fucking-as-punishment, slut shaming. Catch up on part one (gang bang in a bar) and part two (tell me where you’ve been) then pop back here for the climax. 

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He’s alone in his office when she walks in. Shattered, trashed, spent, and covered in cum, when she nudges the door open she knows exactly how she looks. The dishevelled, post-fuck, ruined look on her face pairs well with the tattered remains of the shirt she once wore. The mess of her hair is a crowning glory of sluttery and shame. The bar, the beer, the men, the degradation… all of it happened as a prelude to this moment. She walks into his office, raises her eyes to meet his, and receives one simple instruction: “Confess.”

Note this story contains beating, punishment, consensual BDSM and humiliation. 

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