Consensual

Author's Note: This is not a typical genre for me and is my first attempt at both “first person” and F/m. The story was inspired by recent circumstances that forced me to have a physical exam performed by a female doctor (long story). This is purely fiction, folks, written in four parts for the enjoyment of those on the site who are into F/m. Update (2012/02/09): Final segment in this story. I hope you all enjoyed it! Please submit comments via comments section or to me directly at [email protected]. Thanks, Darios ...

Author's Note: I wrote this story to flesh out a fantasy where a guy meets a submissive girl who is aggressively looking for a man to dominate her. It grew far beyond my initial inspiration but I am very happy with how the story turned out. I hope you enjoy it. I have a lot of ideas left for a sequel that I hope to share some day. Chapter 1 ...

Author's Note: This continues the story told in ‘Subinatrix.’ In brief, the narrator Eric is dating Casey a college student who aggressively introduced him to her submissive bondage fantasies. The name is derived from the idea that the sub was dominating the relationship. They unwillingly spent her summer break apart during which time Eric learned to take the dominant role in the relationship. Now she has returned. Chapter 1 A beautiful Sunday morning dawned with birds chirping and a bright clean sky from last night’s rain storm. After we spent the whole summer in a long distance relationship it felt right to have Casey back cuddling my chest. She yawned and smiled at me, “Oops sorry, morning breath. I’ll make you breakfast!” Casey untangled her legs and stood up to stretch. Her breasts delighted me, each was just a little too large to hold with one hand and topped with a perfect pink nipple. She wrapped herself in a pink silk robe, barely long enough to cover the curve of her bum and left the bedroom. ...

Chapter 1: Introduction Kyle was a good looking forty two year old, and had lost his wife two years earlier. Now, after the initial grief, he was venturing out into the dating world once again; only things were slightly different this time. Apart from being nearly twenty years since he had done this sort of thing, he had now decided he wanted a certain type of partner. That was one who also indulged in his passion for bondage. ...

Got back home from another long night at the job to find Wifey and BGF at home giggling in the living like a couple of school girls. Popped a top and went in to see what was so funny -cock and ball harness still on, per Wife’s instructions- and was greeted by the sight of two smiling faces on either side of the couch with the coffee table between them. After exchanging pleasantries, me still standing there, sucking down that cold one, Darling Wife asked if I wouldn’t mind showing off her new toy. I started getting a little red in the face, and started stammering, when she abruptly got up walked over to where I was standing and started unbuckling my trou! I had the beer in my hand, so I guzzled it and gently flung the can to her pal, just in time for Darling to pull down my pants to my knees. ...

The text read, “I’ll b redy in 5”. Knowing how long it took to get to her apartment from the parking lot, I immediately got out of my car and made the trek to her place. I knew the door would be unlocked so I opened it without knocking and entered to the sound of soft music (Mozart-my favorite) and the scent of burning candles. Closing and locking the door behind me I turned the corner to her living room and there she was. Standing in the middle of the room, her long auburn hair was tied in a ponytail high on her head and flowed halfway down her back. Her heavily made-up face (with extra-long fake eyelashes) was beautiful without the paint but this was how I wanted her. The ball gag was stuffed deep into her mouth and buckled tightly behind her head. The collar she had around her neck read “SLUT” with a leash connected to the D-ring in front. The plain white t-shirt did nothing to hide her full, D-sized breasts, and the excitement her nipples betrayed. Her shoulders were pulled back pushing her globes further forward than usual due to the handcuffs securing her wrists behind her back. The tight, red micro-miniskirt barely covered the chastity belt and the suspenders were clearly visibly extending from the black garter belt holding up her fishnet stockings. Her long, shapely legs tapered down to a pair of five inch red stilettoes that had buckles around the ankles, holding them onto her feet. The additional five inches to her tall frame allowed us to look eye-to-eye but as a sign of her submission, she kept hers down while I looked her up and down. ...

Author's Note: English is not primary language, Grammar poor hope to improve with time Part 1 I think it was in September three years ago when I meet her. Her referring to the most wonder person in the world a heart of gold a body to drool over and intelligent beyond her years. Sue is her name and she was nineteen years old when I met her Williamsburg Bridge she was at the bottom of one of the towers. Sue was looking up towards the top of the tower. I was almost done making my inspection of the bridge structure and walking along the last part that had to be inspected. Sue had a look that comes with being homeless she wasn’t actually dirty but her clothes were in need of a good washing and they were worn. Sue hair was long and looked like it hadn’t be cared for like it should have for several days, wasn’t brushed or kept, her eyes were sunken into her face and she had bags under her eyes. ...

Not wanting to disappoint my husband and stay true to my promise that I would tie myself up for my husband’s complete enjoyment. I decided I would do some more shopping on the the internet. Since it was summer I decided I would order a black leather string bikini. I also wanted to try a new gag that was a little more comfortable and because my husband rarely removed it from my mouth once it was strapped in. Really the only time he would remove my ball gag was when he made me suck his cock. I decided I would order a 2" ball gag with a latex stretch strap. ...

Author's Note: This is the sequel to ‘Summer Project’ It is usually a long time between postings for my stories. In the past, I have tried to compile a mailing list, but it has become unmanageable as of late. However, you can check my weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ for news of my latest works and to read some new ones. Any and all comments are welcome and appreciated. Please e-mail me a [email protected] or post them on my blog. ...

I have become so bored with NFL football and the lack of attention from my husband who is totally obsessed with it. On Sunday starting at noon he begins with the pregame show, followed by games at one and four, not to mention the night game that starts at eight. It’s twelve filled hours of him sitting on the couch in front of the television, while tracking his fantasy team’s results. ...