May Tucker has been on the run from her controlling, conservative parents since she turned eighteen. Now, they've found her once again, and she's desperate to escape. Her friend sends her to Shaw Farms -- a place she's promised helps girls disappear. But just how much of herself is May willing to trade for freedom? **An 18+ explicit love story.**

Trailer Girl's Choker She fled the trailer. But the real cage was just beginning... Marissa Hart is twenty-one, broke, and stuck in a rusting trailer on the edge of Kingsland, Georgia. Her mother OD'd. Her father's in prison. Her boyfriend-if you can call him that-is a violent loser with a short fuse and a mean streak. She's been invisible, used, and dismissed her whole life. Until she walks out. With nothing but a duffel bag, a teal bikini, and $140 in tips, Marissa escapes to Fernandina Beach-chasing freedom, chasing something. What she finds is Winter: a stranger with sharp eyes, a black Chevy, and a keychain shaped like an upside-down pineapple. Winter doesn't just see her. He dares her. Into his world of secrets, of dark games and dangerous thrills. Into a place where strangers don't ask-they invite. And where a single leather choker could mean surrender, power, or something else entirely. Raw, seductive, and emotionally intense, Trailer Girl's Choker is a slow-burn erotic journey through trauma, temptation, and the kind of freedom that comes with letting go. Sometimes running away isn't the end-it's the beginning of everything.

A series of hot and steamy one shots, some stories will feature real celebrities others are original characters. I'm sure you can find something you like. Includes themes of bdsm, the rough play, homosexuality, and polyamory. You've been warned.

One shot of smut, BDSM and/ or roleplay. The stories may contain some real hardcore bdsm. (Trigger warning fire, candle wax, spanking, knife and some more.) I am more into writing boy×boy, you may find some boy×girl but rarely girl×girl. Have fun reading. (This story is updated on the basis of my mood i.e. really irregularly but you can read it still as it is one shot it doesn't require the story to be complete.)

Emily was just like every other teenage girl. Fun, perky and cute. However one day she was in for a life changing experience once she was kidnapped and taken off the streets and brought into a secret underground organisation who run a game show full of kidnapped contestants. All Emily has to do to be released is win the game show. But when she finds out that the game show is about torturing their contestants with tickling, It may prove harder for Emily than she thought... Warning: Mature Content Contains both tickle and foot fetish:

Most random smutt stories for h0rny mfs, WARNING THERE IS A LOT OF CRAZY SHIT, SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

*NSFW*[18+] I spun a genre/kink wheel with over 50 different kinks and made a list of the first 20 selections. I'm writing a short story for each one! Please be open minded and enjoy:) <3 *** ONLY 1 & 2 OUT NOW, STILL WRITING 3*** List: 1. Sitting on Lap 2. Double Penetration 3. Impact Play 4. Anal 5. Face Sitting 6. Femboy Sub 7. Teasing 8. Pegging 9. Backyard 10. Beach 11. Creampie 12. Public 13. Handcuffs 14. Balcony in City 15. Bondage 16. Driving 17. Desk 18. Shower 19. Try to be quiet 20. Fuck Machine

Just as she was about to leave, Cass watched him get on his knees and place his hands on his lap, one over the other. "Anything you tell me to, Cassandra." He followed her every movement, his eyes jumping around her face, looking for any sign of what she could be thinking. "I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't work... I need this. Please. I'm begging you, fuck me..." "What does this mean, Ent?" "Anything you want it to mean. You can do anything to me." She continued looking at him, expecting details. "Torture me, punish me, tie me up, deny me, edge me, humiliate me, fuck me and leave me, peg me, don't let me cum... Choke me, beat me, bruise me, make me bleed and beg, and cry... Do whatever you want. But please, I need you to do it to me right now." - What happens when you find out that the woman who makes you irrationally angry (and you for some reason can't stop thinking about) is your exact type in bed? A type, which is very difficult to find? You confront her, blame her for your jealousy and, when she doesn't give you the time of day, while your hand becomes less and less satisfying, you do the only thing you know how: you beg. You offer her your body and hope that she puts you in your place. Or in other words: a BDSM-heavy enemies-to-lovers story, featuring a female sadist brat tamer and a male masochist brat, who gets off on humiliation. 65,100 words. #1 in FDom (April 2023) #1 in MSub (July 2023) #1 in ImpactPlay (August 2023) #2 in Begging (May 2023) #3 in Masochism (March 2023) #4 in Domme (September 2023)

"Just look how slutty and messy you look under me" Dominic Le vanciago dominant impatient sadistic Isabelle rayners Stubborn Very bratty but kind Caring but innocent asf "Ms big ego meets Mr impatient" Everything is going to be fine RIGHT?! WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS mature 18+ voilence mafia logic sadistic behavior Dom daddy Toxic family Agegap Now enjoy~

This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!