What I Want

Allison and Lisa giving me

And my forever girl

Some beautiful inspiration for ways to enjoy our evening :D

HEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEHE

I love

Allison’s adorable wicked domme energy here

With her having

So much fun

At just how helpless and cute her thirsty little gf is here

And

Honestly Lisa’s situation here of being totally bound and helpless is

Serious fantasy material for me

<.<

Option D, truly the best fantasy I would actually want to test.

Good Wednesday morning, to all my little cunts. Today we’ll return to our usual multiple choice game. I hope you enjoy....

Now, we’ve seen silly shows like married at first sight. Now imagine this. You awaken in the usual room. Naked as always except for the steel collar around your neck. You were put up for auction and four men have met the price. You will get to choose which man wins you, and gets to keep you. A description of each man, and a single picture is included. The description is made up from the research that has been done on each man. They have seen pics of you, and you fit their desires. You yourself have not spoken to any of them....

Option A) This man, is incredibly handsome, and physically is a like an Adonis. He appears strong an virile, which he is. He has no experience with ownership, and the overwhelming evidence, is that he is a very weak Dom. In the end, you might actually end up owning him.

Option B) This man is the exact opposite. He is very ugly, not fit at all. He is incredibly wealthy and powerful. You would live in the lap of luxury. However, he is very cruel by nature. While he has owned people before, it never ends well, and we have no idea what happened to some of them. He is very busy, and will likely not have much time for using you, but when he does, there will be absolutely no pleasure for you.

Option C) This man owns numerous slaves. He is reasonably attractive, and is a strong dominant. You would exist as one of many, used infrequently. You would live in a harem type of situation. There isn’t any actual alpha in the group, but there is in a sense, as his newest Acquisition you would naturally be at the bottom. You could probably work your way up though.....

Option D) This man is older, (I’ll use myself as the model) he’s 55, he is single. Not rich, but not poor. He works hard, and wants a slave to serve him, and make his life better. He will treat you well, but will also use you hard. He is a Sadist, but it’s not his defining quality, if that makes sense. He’s 6’4” weighs around 300 lbs. he is very strong, and does have a belly. You may or may not find him physically attractive. You will be his only slave, and he is not into sharing his property. In this case, he is not actually me. Don’t choose this option to appease me.

You will be given a time limit to choose, if you fail to choose, one will be chosen for you. As always this game is gender neutral, and open to all. I hope it will make you think! Have fun little cunts.

As per usual, please respond in asks, or DMs.

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Humiliated by your gym crush (nsfw 18+ erotica)

You were at the gym as usual on a Tuesday night, you like coming so late because there’s rarely anyone there. Also because it was always at this time Veronica would be working out as well… You had a little crush on her, and you were pretty sure she knew it. Sometimes she would look over and smile at you as she moved from the squat rack to the free weights, or give you a little wave when she first walked through the doors and saw you there. But you were too shy to actually say anything to her, every time you tried to muster up the courage to say something you choked up and seemed to forget how to form basic words and sentences.

Tonight Veronica was going for a jog on the treadmill, she was facing away from where you were so you had a perfect view of her ass bouncing in her gray shorts as she ran, and her long brown hair swaying back and forth. You always try your best to be respectful, you don’t want to get kicked out after all and you really liked Veronica so you didn’t want to come off as some kind of creep. But she couldn’t tell you were watching from where she was, so every now and then you stole a peek in between sets… you really couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked. She was quite alluring, and you especially loved the bright pink runners she always wears on the nights she does her cardio, paired with a cute pair of white socks. 

You were listening to some music when you saw someone out of the corner of your eye approach you during your set. It was Veronica, walking straight towards you, there was no mistake. You popped out your headphones and looked up at her in awe. 

“Were you just staring at me?” she asked curiously, folding her arms and looking down at you. She didn’t seem to be mad, but she definitely expected an answer. 

“I uhhh… n-no I wasn’t”  You said, your heart speeding up and your breath shaking. You felt so small in front of her then. How could she have known?  

“Yes. Yes you were. Don’t lie to me.” she said, seeming a little angrier now. You felt scared, worried she was about to hit you or go tell the gym staff.

“Okay yes, I’m really sorry please don’t be mad at me, I looked over at you a couple times in between workouts and I’ll never do it again I promise. I’m really really sorry, I mean it.” You pleaded with her, and you really did mean it. 

“I knew it!” she said and her lips curled into a smile. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll go clean my sweat off the treadmill for me. I don’t feel like doing it. Or should I go tell the front desk I caught you staring at my ass?” She smiled down at you cruelly. She was clearly enjoying this. 

“Of course” you said, getting up. “Again look I’m so sorry, please don’t tell the staff I’ll do anything.” She walked behind you as you got a towel and made your way over to the machine. She clearly had a good workout, the buttons were quite wet and beads of sweat still clung to her tight abs and legs. She quietly watched as you cleaned her sweat, you had never felt more humiliated. 

You were just finishing up when she raised her eyebrows and said “all clean?” 

“Yes” you replied quietly, your face burning with embarrassment from cleaning up after your crush in public. 

“Good. “ she smiled at you again. “Go put that towel in the laundry and meet me in the girls locker room when you’re done.” She turned and walked away without waiting for a response, clearly expecting you would just obey her command.

You were nervous as you walked back from the laundry. There was hardly anyone here, but you still felt scared you would get caught. But what choice did you have? You didn’t want her to go to the staff. You gulped as you pushed open the door to the locker room. 

“Over here, loser.” Veronica called from around the corner. You approached to see her standing next to her open locker, arms crossed. She pointed at the floor in front of her. “On your knees, here.”

You walked over and got on the floor. “Look-” you began to say, but she slapped your face hard enough it stung. “I don’t care what you have to say pervert. You said you’ll do anything, now prove it” She smiled wickedly down at you. “Untie my shoes and take them off.” She held her foot out expectantly. 

You did as instructed, afraid of disobeying her and getting slapped again. You noticed her feet were warm and damp with sweat as you laid her shoes neatly to the side. She nudged one closer to you with her foot. “Put your face in my shoe loser. Sniff it.” 

You leaned down and sniffed her sweaty shoe. It was incredibly humiliating, and it smelled acrid and strong from her run. She giggled at you and once again your face burned with embarrassment, then she put her foot on the back of your head and pushed down. “Youre so pathetic. I knew you liked me but you were too much of a wimp to actually say something, you just follow me around the gym like a lost puppy. So go ahead, sniff hard for me little puppy”

You did as she said and she laughed even harder. She let her foot off your head and pushed the pink shoe out of the way, turning around and showing you the bottom of her sock. “Lick the sweat from my sock. Now.” You looked up at her, pleading with your eyes for her to stop but she just pointed at her foot expectantly. You stuck your tongue out and ran your foot over her sole, from the toe all the way to the heel. It tasted disgusting, you gagged on her sweat and filth and she just giggled at you again. “Keep licking, loser. I don’t care how bad it tastes, this is exactly where you fucking belong.”  

You felt exactly as pathetic as she described you and as you sucked and licked on her socked foot. Veronica had stopped looking at you and was scrolling through her phone. You were never going to be able to look her in the eyes again after this… But even though you she was being impossibly cruel to you, your cock started to grow in your shorts looking up at her beautiful ass. You couldn’t help it, you tried to shift your weight so your hips were on the ground and you could grind the locker room floor. It started feeling really good, and the sweaty taste wasn’t so bad. But then she noticed. 

“What the fuck are you doing you little freak? Are you humping the floor? Do you like cleaning my feet that much?” she pulled her foot back and you groaned. “Disgusting. You are so fucking disgusting you know that?” suddenly she spit hard on your face and you felt it drip down your forehead into your eye. 

“Stop rubbing your dick. Get up on your knees again, now.” She looked down at you and smiled at her handiwork. “From now on, you’re going to be my personal gym bitch. You will clean all my machines after I use them. You will carry my water bottle and towel for me and you will stand silently out of my sight while I work out. And when I’m done with my workout, you will lick the sweat off my fucking feet like the loser you are. I own you now. Is that understood?” 

“Yes Veronica I understand.” You said, genuinely afraid of what she would do if you said anything else. 

“Good. You will address me as Miss Veronica from now on, foot bitch. Now get the fuck out of my sight, and don’t clean my spit off your face. Leave it there until you get home.” 

“Yes Miss.” you said as you hurried to your feet to leave. You don’t know what just happened but your dick was hard as a rock and you were going straight home to furiously jerk off. 

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