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Submission Erotic Flash Fiction

49 stories

For readers who like surrender, obedience, and the moment control slips into someone else’s hands. Submission stories here care about the relief as much as the pressure: the hush after a command, the ache of being useful, the thrill of giving in. Some pieces are tender and devotional; others are humiliating, strict, or edged with fear. Expect short scenes where yielding is not weakness, but the thing everything has been building toward.

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Youre Dating A Piss Whore?

“Kathy, are you in here?” Kathy froze for a moment in horror at the sound of her girlfriend's voice, but a tap on the head from Goddess was all it took to get her back to her cleaning duties. Tongue swiping up and down, licking up any drops of pee. “She's in here.” Goddess called out. “She'll be a few more minutes.” “She's… in… there… with you? Open this door.” Daisy sounded angry now. Kathy kept licking, looking up with pleading eyes at Goddess, who just smirked back at her, then reached out and unlocked the stall door. Kathy's face turned crimson as Daisy stared at her girlfriend in shock and anger. “KATHY, WTF??” “Wait, you actually date her?” Goddess let out a peal of laughter. “I'm just using her for toilet paper.” The laughter only added to Kathy's humiliation, but Goddess hadn't given her permission to stop licking. She's cried out in pain as Daisy grabbed her hair and yanked her head away. “If you're going to be a piss licker. I might as well use you too.” Daisy glared at Kathy, her eyes burning with anger. As she spoke, she hitched up her skirt. Kathy looked at Goddess for help, realizing what was about to happen, but Goddess just laughed louder as Daisy pulled Kathy's head back and directed a steam of his piss straight into her open mouth. Kathy gagged and desperately tried to swallow, not wanting any to drip down onto her clothes. Daisy looked down at her, anger replaced by amusement. “Drink up piss whore…'ll have more for you later.” She said. Goddess laughed again…

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Personal Trainer Part4: Double Life, by Mia Sumner

She told herself she could still turn around. Drive away. Stop this madness. Her panties were already damp when she rang the bell.

Personal Trainer Part 4: Double Life, by Mia Sumner

She woke early, eyes open, instantly awake. A glance to the side confirmed that in ten minutes her alarm would go off. She needed to be in Alex’s apartment in ninety minutes, dressed appropriately. That instruction had been weighing on her all week. Sliding out of bed, careful not to disturb the still sleeping Richard, she put her bare feet on the carpeted floor and walked over to the closet, wondering what exactly Alex wanted her to wear.

“Come back to bed babe.” Richard mumbled. Kathy glanced over her shoulder, but he hadn’t opened his eyes.

“I have an early appointment, go back to sleep honey.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, but it twisted her stomach anyway. Richard turned over, mumbling something she couldn’t make out. Guilt twisted into sadness at his disinterest.

She dressed quickly, pulling on fitted athletic leggings, darker and slimmer than her usual gym gear and just a cropped fitted top over her sports bra. It felt revealing. So fitted, nothing hidden underneath. Her office clothes went into a bag that she slung into the passenger seat. She was out of the house in under thirty minutes…

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Overconfidence

The girl struggled, but three slaps on her cunt settled her down quickly. Miss caressed the girl’s ass before beating a tattoo of slaps on each cheek. She felt the girl squirm beneath her, the whimpers only egging her on.

But the time she finished and the girl’s cheeks were bright red, several people were watching. Mia leant down and whispered in her ear.

“Now that you’ve learned your proper place, a reward for being a Good Girl.”…

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  • Jungle Fever

    Same hotel every time. Same hotel, different men. Different black men. Different black cocks. They call, you book the room. You bring the pussy. They bring the cock. The woman at the front desk gives you that look every time you check in. She knows what you’re doing and she’s judging you. How often is…

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  • Long Birthday Weekend

    Just wanted to say thanks sweetie, before I get back to riding this giant fucking black dick. He’s been drilling me for hours, and it feels so good. It was so nice of you to get me this for my birthday, and you don’t mind that we’ve turned it into a looong birthday weekend do…

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  • Breaking In The Trainer

    Breaking In The Trainer

    Louder, sweetie, I want your colleagues to hear you. I want them to know exactly what you’re getting up to in here with the “older woman” you’re supposed to be training. Don’t worry, I’m sure they won’t come in. Well, mostly sure. They might think it’s the exercises at first, but not once I really…

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  • Tits Out

    Tits Out

    Show them what you’ve got. Give them a reason to pay attention. They barely look at your face anyway, do they? And it’s not like they’ve been listening to anything you say. They just want to see your tits. The thought excites you too, admit it. You can feel your nipples hardening. Does it show…

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  • The Training Is Going Well

    The Training Is Going Well

    By Mia Sumner Kathy knew what was expected of her the moment Goddess walked her in. She knelt up and started to lick her girlfriend’s pussy, her tongue lapping at the slick folds, tasting Daisy’s wet heat, driving deeper with every flick. Daisy rested her hand on the back of Kathy’s head, not looking down,…

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  • Serviced

    Serviced

    A female mechanic seemed perfect to Kathy. No patronizing comments, no leering or hitting on her. She hadn’t expected the mechanic to be so, stunning, though. She felt her cheeks heat up as she started stuttering and stammering as she tried to explain what was wrong with the car. The look on the mechanic’s face…

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  • Part 3 – The Seductress’s Hold

    Part 3 – The Seductress’s Hold

    Beatriz didn’t wait for further comment, putting her hands on the table, she hopped up, sitting herself right next to but facing her, long legs dangling just above the floor. Natalie’s throat constricted as she swallowed, her tongue thick in her mouth. Beatriz’s knee was mere inches away, and it was so hard not to…

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  • Don’t Hurry Home

    Don’t Hurry Home

    Kathy glanced at the notifications again, all of them from her sister Cait. They’d come in throughout the day while she was attending the conference. Ping. Ping. PING. Each one distracting her, making her stutter and stumble. She hadn’t looked at them, but she could guess what they contained. She knew where Cait was and…

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  • The Domme’s Surrender

    The Domme’s Surrender

    The chain clinked as it tugged at the metal rings through Kathy’s freshly pierced nipples. She winced and crawled forward, head moving from side to side, unable to see anything through the leather hood over her head. Her heart thumped against her ribcage. She didn’t know where she was. Cold floor under her hands and…

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