Tag Archives: dominance

Trashed: Fucked and fucked up in the woods

This is an erotic fiction story I wrote while I was on holiday. A holiday during which I went for a lot of long walks across some very muddy terrain, so inevitably over the course of these walks I nurtured a fairly detailed fantasy about getting dressed up in my best clothes, then utterly trashed by a horny guy who pushed me into the mud and fucked me. So yeah: this is a story about getting fucked in the woods, with a heavy emphasis on how messy and trashed you’d be at the end of it.

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Jealousy fuck: I’m angry because you’re mine

This story is an addition to the ‘emotional fucks‘ series: jealousy fuck. With many thanks to the reader who suggested adding something like this to the pile! 

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Guest blog: Impact play, the one to beat

Please welcome this week’s guest blogger, the awesome Jenby aka @JenetalTorture, who is here to talk to you about impact play. Sexy, funny, compelling and brilliant, I couldn’t stop myself grinning from ear to ear as I read this post. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did…

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Guest blog: Office role play (extract from Prince of Sin)

God, I love a bit of office role play. I also know that sexy office scenes are pretty popular with blog readers, given that fucking in the office is one of the most popular posts ever on the site. So when erotic author Cass Ford sent me this extract I was absurdly excited. It’s an extract from her book – Prince of Sin – and if this sexy scene has whet your appetite

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Fuckstick adventures: I got fucked with a dildo on a stick

The fuckstick makes him feel powerful, he tells me. A fuckstick, in case you were wondering, is quite literally a dildo on a stick – a fat blue silicone cock moulded, in this case, onto just over a metre of solid wooden handle, with a leather grip at the other end. Thanks to my site sponsors Godemiche for sending me this wand of wonder. It’s a sex toy that invites dominance. It oozes power. The very act of holding it makes his lip curl upwards in a dominant sneer, and allows him the confidence to issue me strict instructions: “Bend over.”

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