NAKED SINS (A Compilation Of Erotic Stories)

She gasped when his fingers circled her clit, he moved slowly, building her up with precision, dragging her to the edge and back again until her legs trembled and her voice broke.

"Please...,please, Daddy..I can't-"

"You can," he said. "You will."

Then he completely stoped as he felt her clenching, she almost cried.

He untied her wrists and pulled her gently up to straddle his lap, her legs trembling as she balanced there, he held her face in his hands and whispered, "Princess, look at me."

She stared at him her lips parting as her eyes wet.

"You don't get off unless you ask for permission like a good girl." he said hold her chin.

She nodded, desperately."Please, Daddy, please let me come, I'll be good, I swear, I'll remain good."

He stroked her cheek, his thumb brushing her lower lip.

"You amcan beg, that will be better."

She whimpered. "Please, Daddy let me come, I'll do anything, listen, behave, I won't be stubborn Just please let me come, I want to come for you so badly." she said rocking her body on his.

He smirked, "Ride my thigh, princess, ride it, don't let my cock penetrate, just ride me and don't cum untill I say so."

She moved slowly, placing herself on his strong thigh, her pussy pressing into his hard on, she whimpered as she felt it but she started grinding.

Her moans were breathy, it was quiet at first, then it grew louder like if she wanted to be wrecked.

Her pussy clenched like she was about to cum but she forcefully held it back to prevent daddy from giving her another punishment.

"Now," Damien whispered making Lina cry out loudly slumping against him as her orgasm ripped through her like milk. Her legs shook, and her hands clutching at him, her whole body collapsing into his chest.

He held her close, wrapping her in his arms and rocked her gently, whispering praise into her hair.

"That's it, baby," he murmured. "Let it all go, daddy's got you."

The aftercare was quiet, full of warmth and safety. He cleaned her gently, guided her into his arms under the covers, and wrapped her in his shirt.

"I'm proud of you," he said, brushing her damp hair off her face.

"I'm sorry," she whispered her voice hoarse.

"You were perfect."

She smiled against his chest even though he'd punished, teased, denied, and wrecked her.

Lina didn't know how long they stayed like that, her limp against Damien's chest, her body trembling from the force of her orgasm, her breath slowing in sync with his hand stroking her hair.

Damien pulled her gently dropping on the bed, he reached into the drawer beside the bed, and pulled something out.

She turned her head slightly and saw it in his palm, she stared at it confused.

It was a collar, It was black collar in silk, it looked delicate but it was strong with a gold clasp and a single ring at the center.

Her breath caught as she stared at the expensive collar he held.

"Do you know what this is, baby?" Damien asked smiling at Lina as she smiled back.

She nodded, her lips parting as her eyes welled. "Yes, Daddy."

"If I put this on you," he murmured, brushing the silk over her collarbone, "you belong to me, you can't leave me and it won't come off unless I say so."

She swallowed thickly, her body aching all over again. "I want it." she moved desperately.

He smiled faintly, "Turn around and get on your knees."

She obeyed instantly, kneeling on the bed with her back to him, her spine straight with her hair flowing down her shoulders.

Liam locked the collar in her neck slowly and gently, the silky collar kissed her skin and the ring rested at the hollow of her throat.

"You're mine now," he whispered against her neck. "Every inch of you is mine, now say it."

"I'm yours, Daddy," she breathed. "Only yours."

His hand slid around to her throat, holding the ring between his fingers as he pulled her gently back into his chest.

"Good girl," he murmured. "Now lie on your back. Daddy's going to mark what's his."

Lina's pussy clenched at the words, she lay back, arms spread wide, her legs parted without hesitation.

Damien climbed over her, "You're going to ask before you come," he said pressing his face against her cheek. "No matter what I do to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Will you like to make Daddy proud?"

"Yes, Daddy."

His cock was hard and it was pulsing against her inner thigh as she arched her back toward him, desperate for contact, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.

"No touching princess," he growled.

She whimpered. "Please..."

But he didn't give her a chance to beg further, he slid inside her in a deep thrust.

Lina cried out in pleasure, he filled her completely, stretching her until her legs trembled around his waist.

He looked down at her lips parted, her eyes blown wide, her cheeks flushed and damp, the collar glinted at her throat.

"You take me so well," he whispered. "You were made for Daddy, weren't you little one?"

"Yes, yes..., mngh...please move, Daddy...please-"

"You sound so needy. You want to be used, baby? Tell me you want to be used."

She nodded furiously. "Use me, use me how you want, I'm all yous."

That was all Damien needed to break, he started fucking her faster, slamming back and fourth untill he found the spot that makes her whimpered, he slammed the spot harshly leaving Lina as a moaning mess.

"Look at you," he muttered, his voice rough. "Your tight little pussy dripping all over me, clenching on my hard cock, I want to hear you say you're mine and only mine."

"Yes..yes...I'm yours, only yours."

His hand wrapped around her throat, firm but not choking. His thumb brushed the base of the collar, pressing just enough to make her whimper.

He fucked her harder in that spot, his hips slamming into her over and over, the wet sounds echoing through the room.

Her thighs clenched, body spasming, but she held on, she wanted to obey. "Daddy, please..,can I come?" she sobbed, voice breaking.

He didn't answer, he just fucked her deeper, harder, pounding into her like he wanted to break her open.

She could barely breathe as she held on.

Then Damien whispered as he cummed inside her. "Now, baby, cum for me, cum for Daddy."

She shattered as her entire body convulsed around him, her eyes yes rolling back as pleasure surged through her.

She sobbed, clawing at the sheets, her pussy spasming uncontrollably around his cock. Damien pulled his cock out, stroked it for a bit and continued back fucking her.

He held her there, fucking her, his hands on her hips as she writhed beneath him, then he pulled out, she blinked thinking it was over but then he dragged her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over.

"Face down and your ass up."

She whimpered but obeyed, still dizzy from the orgasm, her thighs were slick, shaking, but she spread them again.

Damien grabbed her hips and shoved himself back inside, the new angle making her scream.

He fucked her like he owned her.

One hand tangled in her hair, the other grabbed the ring at her collar and pulled.

She was crying again, the pleasure came rushing in again, too overwhelming, and she didn't want it to stop. "Daddy..Daddy, I can't-"

"You can," he growled, his voice rough now. "You'll cum again, gve it to me."

She moaned loudly, her body tightening around him again.

"Beg," he hissed, hand slapping her ass once, then again. "Beg for it, princess beg.."

"Please, please, Daddy-I want to release-please let me-"

He pounded harder, making her lose every thought.

"Now."

She screamed, burying her face in the sheets as her second orgasm hit like a shockwave, her body buckling beneath him.

Damien groaned in his throat, then pulled out and stroked himself quickly over her ass, spilling his cum across her skin.

Lina lay there panting, shaking, barely able to move.

Then Damien pulled over her and pecked her arm before whispering, "Princess, Remember every naughty girl get a punishment like this you just got, Understand?"

Lina nodded laughing.

She gasped when his fingers circled her clit, he moved slowly, building her up with precision, dragging her to the edge and back again until her legs trembled and her voice broke.

"Please...,please, Daddy..I can't-"

"You can," he said. "You will."

Then he completely stoped as he felt her clenching, she almost cried.

He untied her wrists and pulled her gently up to straddle his lap, her legs trembling as she balanced there, he held her face in his hands and whispered, "Princess, look at me."

She stared at him her lips parting as her eyes wet.

"You don't get off unless you ask for permission like a good girl." he said hold her chin.

She nodded, desperately."Please, Daddy, please let me come, I'll be good, I swear, I'll remain good."

He stroked her cheek, his thumb brushing her lower lip.

"You amcan beg, that will be better."

She whimpered. "Please, Daddy let me come, I'll do anything, listen, behave, I won't be stubborn Just please let me come, I want to come for you so badly." she said rocking her body on his.

He smirked, "Ride my thigh, princess, ride it, don't let my cock penetrate, just ride me and don't cum untill I say so."

She moved slowly, placing herself on his strong thigh, her pussy pressing into his hard on, she whimpered as she felt it but she started grinding.

Her moans were breathy, it was quiet at first, then it grew louder like if she wanted to be wrecked.

Her pussy clenched like she was about to cum but she forcefully held it back to prevent daddy from giving her another punishment.

"Now," Damien whispered making Lina cry out loudly slumping against him as her orgasm ripped through her like milk. Her legs shook, and her hands clutching at him, her whole body collapsing into his chest.

He held her close, wrapping her in his arms and rocked her gently, whispering praise into her hair.

"That's it, baby," he murmured. "Let it all go, daddy's got you."

The aftercare was quiet, full of warmth and safety. He cleaned her gently, guided her into his arms under the covers, and wrapped her in his shirt.

"I'm proud of you," he said, brushing her damp hair off her face.

"I'm sorry," she whispered her voice hoarse.

"You were perfect."

She smiled against his chest even though he'd punished, teased, denied, and wrecked her.

Lina didn't know how long they stayed like that, her limp against Damien's chest, her body trembling from the force of her orgasm, her breath slowing in sync with his hand stroking her hair.

Damien pulled her gently dropping on the bed, he reached into the drawer beside the bed, and pulled something out.

She turned her head slightly and saw it in his palm, she stared at it confused.

It was a collar, It was black collar in silk, it looked delicate but it was strong with a gold clasp and a single ring at the center.

Her breath caught as she stared at the expensive collar he held.

"Do you know what this is, baby?" Damien asked smiling at Lina as she smiled back.

She nodded, her lips parting as her eyes welled. "Yes, Daddy."

"If I put this on you," he murmured, brushing the silk over her collarbone, "you belong to me, you can't leave me and it won't come off unless I say so."

She swallowed thickly, her body aching all over again. "I want it." she moved desperately.

He smiled faintly, "Turn around and get on your knees."

She obeyed instantly, kneeling on the bed with her back to him, her spine straight with her hair flowing down her shoulders.

Liam locked the collar in her neck slowly and gently, the silky collar kissed her skin and the ring rested at the hollow of her throat.

"You're mine now," he whispered against her neck. "Every inch of you is mine, now say it."

"I'm yours, Daddy," she breathed. "Only yours."

His hand slid around to her throat, holding the ring between his fingers as he pulled her gently back into his chest.

"Good girl," he murmured. "Now lie on your back. Daddy's going to mark what's his."

Lina's pussy clenched at the words, she lay back, arms spread wide, her legs parted without hesitation.

Damien climbed over her, "You're going to ask before you come," he said pressing his face against her cheek. "No matter what I do to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Will you like to make Daddy proud?"

"Yes, Daddy."

His cock was hard and it was pulsing against her inner thigh as she arched her back toward him, desperate for contact, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.

"No touching princess," he growled.

She whimpered. "Please..."

But he didn't give her a chance to beg further, he slid inside her in a deep thrust.

Lina cried out in pleasure, he filled her completely, stretching her until her legs trembled around his waist.

He looked down at her lips parted, her eyes blown wide, her cheeks flushed and damp, the collar glinted at her throat.

"You take me so well," he whispered. "You were made for Daddy, weren't you little one?"

"Yes, yes..., mngh...please move, Daddy...please-"

"You sound so needy. You want to be used, baby? Tell me you want to be used."

She nodded furiously. "Use me, use me how you want, I'm all yous."

That was all Damien needed to break, he started fucking her faster, slamming back and fourth untill he found the spot that makes her whimpered, he slammed the spot harshly leaving Lina as a moaning mess.

"Look at you," he muttered, his voice rough. "Your tight little pussy dripping all over me, clenching on my hard cock, I want to hear you say you're mine and only mine."

"Yes..yes...I'm yours, only yours."

His hand wrapped around her throat, firm but not choking. His thumb brushed the base of the collar, pressing just enough to make her whimper.

He fucked her harder in that spot, his hips slamming into her over and over, the wet sounds echoing through the room.

Her thighs clenched, body spasming, but she held on, she wanted to obey. "Daddy, please..,can I come?" she sobbed, voice breaking.

He didn't answer, he just fucked her deeper, harder, pounding into her like he wanted to break her open.

She could barely breathe as she held on.

Then Damien whispered as he cummed inside her. "Now, baby, cum for me, cum for Daddy."

She shattered as her entire body convulsed around him, her eyes yes rolling back as pleasure surged through her.

She sobbed, clawing at the sheets, her pussy spasming uncontrollably around his cock. Damien pulled his cock out, stroked it for a bit and continued back fucking her.

He held her there, fucking her, his hands on her hips as she writhed beneath him, then he pulled out, she blinked thinking it was over but then he dragged her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over.

"Face down and your ass up."

She whimpered but obeyed, still dizzy from the orgasm, her thighs were slick, shaking, but she spread them again.

Damien grabbed her hips and shoved himself back inside, the new angle making her scream.

He fucked her like he owned her.

One hand tangled in her hair, the other grabbed the ring at her collar and pulled.

She was crying again, the pleasure came rushing in again, too overwhelming, and she didn't want it to stop. "Daddy..Daddy, I can't-"

"You can," he growled, his voice rough now. "You'll cum again, gve it to me."

She moaned loudly, her body tightening around him again.

"Beg," he hissed, hand slapping her ass once, then again. "Beg for it, princess beg.."

"Please, please, Daddy-I want to release-please let me-"

He pounded harder, making her lose every thought.

"Now."

She screamed, burying her face in the sheets as her second orgasm hit like a shockwave, her body buckling beneath him.

Damien groaned in his throat, then pulled out and stroked himself quickly over her ass, spilling his cum across her skin.

Lina lay there panting, shaking, barely able to move.

Then Damien pulled over her and pecked her arm before whispering, "Princess, Remember every naughty girl get a punishment like this you just got, Understand?"

Lina nodded laughing.

Keywords: Threesome (MMF), BDSM, Shared domination, Submissive female lead, Public teasing, Forced submission, Double penetration

**

The train shuddered as it came to a stop at the main Junction. Zara adjusted the strap of her work tote bag, keeping her head low as more passengers flooded into the already packed car.

She hated rush hours because of the people, the place was always crowded and she hated crowded areas because of how exposed she felt seated in between strangers.

She found herself backed into the corner standing beside the exit door, the one without much space to breathe. It was the only place left. She exhaled, dragging her phone from her coat pocket, hoping the screen would distract her from the suffocation around her.

She felt a pressure behind her, someone was standing too close, much too close.

She shifted slightly, her shoulder grazing his clothes fabric, it felt like it was a suit, maybe? She didn't dare look uo. The crush of people made it difficult to move, it was normal for a morning bus to be crowded but this didn't feel normal. It felt as if he was leaning in intentionally.

Her heart picked up, she tilted her head the slightest bit and caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye.

He was tall, he put on a dark coat. She inched forward, only to find herself pressed against the closed train doors, they wasn't room for space to escape the stranger behind her and the stranger didn't move.

The next jolt of the train rocked her backward, straight against him. She froze, his hand came in contact with her waist steadying it, but it lingered for some minutes massaging her waist.

She turned to check if anyone was witnessing that but people were too busy with their phones and some their headphones blocking their hearing.

She turned around slightly to say something, maybe scream at him or snap but she didn't.

Zara's breath caught in her throat as she felt him grip her ass, she pretended to scroll through her phone. Her screen blurred. She couldn't even see what she was looking at.

A soft exhale brushed her hair as she felt his hot breath fanning her neck.

When the train screeched into the next station, she was jostled again, only this time, she didn't even try to move away, the way he shifted made it clear: he wasn't even trying to leave.

A new set of passengers entered, shoving her tighter against the stranger. She felt his thigh behind her, the flex of his leg, the hard line of his body. Then... He pressed her small frame to himself.

She barely realized what happened, one second she was standing, the next the crowd pushed her, and she stumbled backwards bouncing directly in his dick, her cellphone falling off her hand.

It was too crowded to regain her footing, her body shook as she felt his hard in directly in her mind ass, her knees trembled as they bent to pick up her cellphone.

Her ass wiggled his dick as she tired standing up lifting his dick up a bit from his free trousers. Her body stiffened as she realized what she had just done.

She stood frozen, still feeling his hard on rubbing beneath her ass trying to find her asshole, she rubbed against his dick as she felt the friction, she could feel herself licking wet.

No one could see what she was doing, she didn't actually care because she was feeling the heat between her legs, she was already aroused.

He stopped noticing that Zara was now enjoying it, she winced at the lost of contact, Zara turned to look back at him covering he mouth shyly.

She swallowed hard, her hands gripping her tote bag as she turned back quickly looking flushed, she didn't dare look at him again. Her thighs trembled as she pressed them together, desperate to suppress the heat blooming between them.

He could tell that she was in by the way her leg pressed together, her breathing grew shallow as he rubbed his dick again, stoping, rubbing it again and stopping.

He did that for sometimes earning silent whimpers from Zara, his hand rested on her hip steadying her. His other hand rested on her ass kneading them beneath her clothes.

She wondered if he knew she was hard or If he could feel how wet she was.

The train rocked again this time coming to a first stop, some passengers pulled out leaving the bus a little space.

He inhaled gently putting his fingers through the front of her work trousers.

She felt nervous thinking about the passengers in with them.

She allowed him put his palms in rubbing her pussy, he used her precum she was dripping to coat her vagina rubbing it slowly, slowly till she couldn't stop the moan that was coming out.

Some passengers turned to look at her as his hands fastly pulled from her trousers immediately.

"Can we continue at my hotel? It's close by here" He whispered in her ears.

Zara thought about going for her work interview but she still felt turned on and she enjoyed it, she nodded at him.

The taxi stopped discreetly, Zara jumped out with him, they made their way inside the hotel as the man walked in without greeting anyone.

What's surprising, the workers bowed to him.

He took her to a room immediately after locking the door, he pinned her to the wall.

Zara gasped as her back hit the cool surface, the air rushing from her lungs before she could form a word. His hand was already on her waist, he held it firm, pressing her against him.

She was still breathless but she didn't feel wet anymore, he looked into her eyes for the first time.

His fingers rose to brush her cheek, knuckles grazing her jaw before sliding down to her throat squeezing it firmly but gently, sensing the flutter of her pulse, he let go.

"You didn't say no," he murmured sucking her neck and her ears.

Zara's lips parted, but no words came out, her body curled as he sucked her earlobes.

He pulled away from her neck, leaned in and placed his lips on hers as he sucked on the lower lips, his teeth grazing her lips as he moved back.

His breath mingled with hers as he ran his hand slowly down the front of her blouse, unbuttoning them slowly.

After unbuttoning, his knuckles grazed the swollen nipples of her breasts as the pink nipples begged for attention.

She shivered, her fingers clenching the hem of his cloths.

He stopped pulling of his coat revealing a charcoal button-down shirt beneath, tailored to his muscular frame.

He dropped it on the armchair without a glance.

Zara stood frozen, her chest heaving, her shirt hanging open, she couldn't hide how fast her heart was racing and how badly she still wanted his hands on her.

"Strip," he said, his voice commanded calmly.

Her throat tightened as she stared dumbfounded.

He stepped closer again, slower this time, his hand found her hip and pulling her shirt fully open, his eyes dragging across every inch of revealed skin. Then, deliberately, he tugged the tote bag from her shoulder and dropped it to the floor.

Her lips trembled as she unfastened her short button, her fingers trembling slightly, but she didn't stop. She slid the zipper down and let the fabric hang loose at her hips.

"Take them off." He commanded.

She obeyed pulling the trousers around her ankles. She stepped out of them, leaving herself in nothing but her panties.

He let out a low hum.

"Turn around."

Zara turned, slowly, she could hear his belt unbuckle behind her. The sound alone sent a fresh wave of heat through her thighs. Her breath came quicker. She didn't look back.

His hand came to rest between her shoulder blades, warm and heavy.

"You feel that?" he asked, pressing his dick against her ass, she could feel how hard he was. She vibrated feeling his dick stroke her asshole and his fingers dancing on her clit.

"Yes," she whispered answering his earlier question.

"And you still want this?"

"I do," she whispered without hesitation. "I... I want it." She breathed out as he teased her with his dick.

She closed her eyes, feeling the arousal, then without warning, he turned her back around and kissed her hard.

Her body melted into his as he pushed her toward the bed, lips never leaving hers, his body collided with Zara again and again as hands explored her empty body.

"Would you like to see my gun?" He asked and she nodded without thinking.

He stepped back just far enough to undo his own belt, then slid his trousers low over his hips.

Zara's breath caught as he was about to pull them down entirely,

The hotel door clicked opened, Zara turned toward the sound as another voice entered the room, "You started without me."