Flavor
Short erotic flash fiction for readers in a Forced Exhibitionism mood, gathered into one place so you can pick a complete story and keep moving.
These Forced Exhibitionism stories are built for quick entry and a clean hit of mood: compact setups, charged turns, and complete flashes that get to the point without losing the tease. Use the free reads to sample the flavor, then follow the badges into flash pieces, serial entries, and connected series when you want more.
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Kathy’s heart pounded in her chest. What had possessed her to agree to this game? Coming to a cheap, no-name motel. Letting him blindfold her and then the restraints.
She hadn’t even realized at first when he attached the spreader b at just what he had done to her. It was only when he slapped her pussy and she twitched that she realized the dildo teasing her was attached.
And then, the room went silent. Was he still there? Was he watching? Surely he hadn’t left??…
Kathy fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat. The leather of the interview chair felt unforgiving and sticky against her thighs. Was she sweating, it felt like she was sweating. As soon as she thought it, a trickle of sweat snaked down her spine, clinging uncomfortably to her blouse. The two interviewers sat, impassively, opposite her. She’d heard all these questions before, she was prepared for this. She could get this job!
“What size are your breasts?”
The question hung in the air, as the male interviewer waited for an answer. Kathy glanced first at him and then at the woman next to him, she must have misheard, surely. He couldn’t just have asked… that? His eyes were like lasers, burning through the fabric of her blouse, as though stripping her bare in his mind. She shifted uncomfortably in the chair…
Kathy assumed she could just skip the stupid Ugly Christmas Sweater party at work, but when her team realized she hadn't brought one, they made one for her If it wasn't humiliating enough to have to wear it with her tit hanging out while talking to all her work colleagues, the fact they kept laughing…
Yes, she'd made to stupid bet and yes she'd lost, but really no one could actually have expected she'd strip off naked in her own back yard, could they? Except her friends had and when she tried to get out of it, Melanie had them holding her, stripping her and then binding there in this…
Kathy’s heart pounded in her chest. What had possessed her to agree to this game? Coming to a cheap, no-name motel. Letting him blindfold her and then the restraints. She hadn’t even realized at first when he attached the spreader b at just what he had done to her. It was only when he slapped…
Kathy fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat. The leather of the interview chair felt unforgiving and sticky against her thighs. Was she sweating, it felt like she was sweating. As soon as she thought it, a trickle of sweat snaked down her spine, clinging uncomfortably to her blouse. The two interviewers sat, impassively, opposite her. She’d…
