Noon_Shadow
Corrupting Influence
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- Feb 3, 2010
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Been a while since I've posted here, but I can add a few more that are on my mind of late.
-Public orgasm: I'm thinking perhaps at work, or maybe on a subway. Maybe we're riding on the train together, and it's packed in tight, so we're huddled together and leaning against the wall. And then my hand slides down inside her pants. She gives her a look at whispers at me to stop it, but then I give her a look back that tells her that I will not. She'll struggle for a bit, but then she'll just settle in to being fingered right then in public, where anyone might catch her, and she's just trying hard not to cry out. It's just exciting to me imagine feeling her getting very, very wet around my fingers, and for her breathing to catch and stutter, with soft gasps, working hard to restrain the noises that are being driven out of her throat...I'm a bit fan of the audio stimulation of sex
-Breaking a superheroine: Dark, nonconsent fantasy. She's been given an inhibitor collar that keeps her from using her powers. She's tied up for me, dangling from the ceiling, naked and wide-eyed. She's never fallen this far before, knowing that she's about to be raped. But somehow, she wants it. She wants all the nasty, depraved things that are happening to her, the sensation of being the weaker one, for once. As each new humiliation and degradation is being piled upon, she realizes she's being trained, molded...and she wonders how long she can hold out before she'll no long even dream of escaping. She's slowly allowing herself to ponder if life might not be so bad, spent as a sex-slave....
-Public orgasm: I'm thinking perhaps at work, or maybe on a subway. Maybe we're riding on the train together, and it's packed in tight, so we're huddled together and leaning against the wall. And then my hand slides down inside her pants. She gives her a look at whispers at me to stop it, but then I give her a look back that tells her that I will not. She'll struggle for a bit, but then she'll just settle in to being fingered right then in public, where anyone might catch her, and she's just trying hard not to cry out. It's just exciting to me imagine feeling her getting very, very wet around my fingers, and for her breathing to catch and stutter, with soft gasps, working hard to restrain the noises that are being driven out of her throat...I'm a bit fan of the audio stimulation of sex
-Breaking a superheroine: Dark, nonconsent fantasy. She's been given an inhibitor collar that keeps her from using her powers. She's tied up for me, dangling from the ceiling, naked and wide-eyed. She's never fallen this far before, knowing that she's about to be raped. But somehow, she wants it. She wants all the nasty, depraved things that are happening to her, the sensation of being the weaker one, for once. As each new humiliation and degradation is being piled upon, she realizes she's being trained, molded...and she wonders how long she can hold out before she'll no long even dream of escaping. She's slowly allowing herself to ponder if life might not be so bad, spent as a sex-slave....