Tag Archives: submission

Bound: bratty sub erotica

Note that this bratty sub erotica contains elements of consensual non-consent, and the use of ‘Daddy’ as an honorific. All characters in this fictional story are over the age of 18. It is written and read by JM Seaborn of WrittenInKink

Sometimes, when I tie her up, she accepts it with serenity. Only her widening smile and hardening nipples betray the chaos inside her. Outwardly, she is the docile sub, preparing to be used.

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Sexy threats: Threaten me with a good time

One of my early boyfriends used to make my cunt gush using only five words. Whispered into my ear over drinks with friends, mouthed at me across a crowded room, I think even sometimes pinged into my Nokia phone with a knicker-moistening chime, one of the horniest things to hear from someone you fancy: “you’re SO gonna get it.”

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How will she use me? – Femdom erotica

This fabulous femdom erotica is written by Euphemise This, and originally appeared on her website. It is read here as audio by Matt Johnson. 

“£250” The message flashed up on his phone and he obediently went to his banking app to transfer the money to her, no questions asked. Whenever she had plans for him it would often involve purchasing some equipment to prepare, and one of his duties as her sub was to ensure his Mistress had everything she needed in order to be able to use him.

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Yet another fucking blow job story

Sorry to be a pain, gang. I am writing yet another fucking blow job story. Do you like blow jobs? God, I hope so. I think I’m becoming something of a one-trick pony. If that pony’s trick is sucking cock. Join me my friends, my loves, my ever-patient pals, as I regale you with a tale of yet another fucking blow job.

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Consent – why consent is sexy

This is ‘Consent’ – a story demonstrating why consent is sexy, written and read by JM Seaborn. Note that this story uses ‘Daddy’ as an honorific. All characters are over 18. 

Consent isn’t homework. It’s not the boring part or the legal disclaimer. It’s not the vegetables you have to eat to get to dessert. Consent is the pulsing electricity that will pass between us with enough power to blow the bulbs of a city.

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