“See, you’ve been good all day. Obedient, quiet, and sweet. You haven’t spoken back once and you did everything you were told to do. So, since you were good, you get to suck my cock. Isn’t life more fun when you’re good?”
“Yes, sir. I like being good when it means I get to play with your cock… but… sir…”
“Yes?”
“Sometimes… just sometimes… I like being bad, so you’ll punish me with your cock.”
“Awe, you sweet little slut.”
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Amiable Accommodations Act... perfectly representative of Great Britain 😂 (English slut here)
Glad I got it spot on. :)
Sexual Service Acts: By Country
Over the course of my 3500+ posts, I have occasionally mentioned laws related to FreeUse in various countries. Figured I might as well make a list. I may add to this as I remember and/or think of more.
- The United States Of America: The Sexual Service Act
- Japan: The Sexual Servitude for the Glory of Japan Laws
- Ireland: The Irish Carnal Hospitality Regulations
- Canada: The Sexual Care For All Act
- England: The Amiable Accommodations Act
- …
- (I’ll think of more, I’m sure)
Honor Student Avena And The Dominatrix Professor (sample)
Summary: A new semester has started and she’s gone almost the entire day without being fucked by one of the faculty but she’s got one last class to attend.
She’s sure she’ll finally have a break, after all, this professor is a woman. Avena has heard that she’s really strict. She’s not too worried about that. She even welcomes it. However, what’s under the professor’s trench coat? What is she pulling out of that briefcase?
Whatever is going on, it should be a spanking good time for a whip-smart girl like Avena.
Avena is the President of the Honor Society of her college and she has a tendency to look down on other students, who she considers less intelligent.
The college has instituted some new measures to keep the faculty happy and healthy - measures which include allowing the faculty to fuck any students they choose, in any way they choose.
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She smoothed out her black skirt and white tee-shirt, pushed the band on her ponytail a little closer to her scalp, and took her place in the center of the front row. Avena pushed back one stray lock of her red hair and pushed her black-rimmed glasses up her puggish, upturned nose.
She arranged her pencils, highlighters, notebook, and textbook perfectly on what little desk space she had and finally let her shoulders loosen a little. A new semester had just started and she’d been able to go almost the entire day without being bent over a desk and fucked in the ass, choking on a professor’s cock in the hall, or having her face covered in cum.
“I mean, I know it all has to be for a good reason. They wouldn’t just make a policy like that without it benefiting the students,” she thought, despite being glad she’d had a day free from being used by the faculty. “It was actually kind of hot watching Mr. Cadwell bend that girl over his desk when I walked by his class. Guess he has a thing for redheads…”
She touched her own red hair with one hand and the other almost slipped up her thigh and under her skirt before she remembered that class was about to start.
“Let’s see, this professor is a woman, so I’ll be off the hook. I can sit back, take notes, and let some guy take care of her,” she mumbled to herself.
“I hear this professor is really strict,” one of her classmates said to another.
“That’s fine by me. It’s nice to have one or two classes where the dunces fail and get weeded out.” Avena smirked at the thought.
“Yeah, well this is college and-” the other started to say but the first cut him off mid-sentence.
“No. Really strict. Like, you’re going to feel it tomorrow, strict.”
Avena’s eyebrows knitted together and her lips turned down for a moment, but then she remembered it was a woman professor.
“It’ll be fine. She’ll pick some dumb jock to be ‘strict’ with and that’ll be that,” she thought.
Avena watched the classroom door, biting her lower lip despite herself.
A tall brunette in her late thirties, wearing a beige trench coat and carrying a black briefcase walked in, took her place at the front of the class where she looked out at the students over a sharp nose.
“Well, she looks like a pretty normal professor,” Avena thought, her stiff shoulders loosening again.
She looked into Avena’s eyes, held her there with a crushing presence for a moment, and smiled a sharp, hungry smile. Avena felt a chill rush up and down her spine, followed by a blush she was sure made her face nearly as red as her hair.
“I am Professor Delores Rosario,” she said while walking around a small table at the front of the class. “You will call me Mistress if I allow you to address me at all.”
She turned to face the class, opened and threw aside her coat to reveal a tight, toned body dressed in black leather straps strategically placed to barely cover the nipples of her ample breasts and hanging in a loose skirt around her waist, each strap disconnected from the rest, flashing her smooth shaven mound as they settled into place.
The class which had still been full of chatter when she walked in became quiet and most of the students had their mouths open just a little as they took in what was happening.
She placed her briefcase on the table and leaned forward, her nipples on display for everyone who looked, popped open the case and began pulling out things Avena was sure had never had anything to do with teaching a college class before.
Avena had been to a renaissance fair or two, so she recognized a cat o’ nine tails with thick straps, a bullwhip, and some manacles. Professor Rosario also pulled out a large black dildo and a few butt plugs of various sizes, colors, and shapes. She even laid out what looked like a small leather harness, too small to fit on anyone’s chest.
“If you get an answer wrong, you will be punished. Sometimes, it will be with the whip, sometimes with another toy, and sometimes I’ll get inventive.”
Her voice was sharp and commanding, but the care and gentleness with which she set down each of her 'toys’ showed a love for each and every one of them.
“You, the redhead. Yes. The one right up here in the front row.”
“Yes, Miss Rosario?”
“Yes, What?” she asked, her eyes narrowing and a chill wind in her breath.
“Yes… Yes, Mistress?” Avena wondered why it was so important, but figured all professors had their little quirks.
“Good girl. Now, come up here to the front of the class,” she said.
“Why is it always me? There are like ten hot dudes and a dozen dumb sluts in this classroom, but it’s me she has come up to the front,” Avena thought but kept to herself as she slid out from behind her neatly arranged desk and walked up to the front of the classroom.
“Stay on that side of the desk, face the whiteboard, and take off your clothes. You can put them on the table to your right,” the professor said while walking around her table to the same side and facing the students.
“My… All of my clothes?” Avena asked.
Sure, she’d had to get fucked in the ass in front of classrooms full of people, had to suck dick in the middle of crowds, and even had to get her tits fucked in the cafeteria once, but to be completely naked? Even when Mr. Cadwell fucked her ass, she still had her shirt on.
Mistress Rosario stopped mid-stride and glared at Avena. “Are you questioning me?”
“N-no. I just-”
“No what?”
“N-no… Mistress… I… I didn’t mean… I’ll take my clothes off now, Mistress.”
Avena blushed, but she wasn’t sure if it was from the stares of the other students as she slowly disrobed, folded her clothes, and stacked them neatly on the table or from questioning a professor in front of an entire class.
“What was I thinking? I mean, I know… I just know this has to be for everyone’s benefit somehow. I just have to trust that doing what she wants is going to teach me and everyone else something important,” she thought but wondered if that was really right. “It’s just the way college works now.”
“You have lovely pale skin. I bet you sunburn easily, don’t you,” she asked, running a finger up Avena’s bare spine and then wrapping her hand around the back of the younger girl’s slender neck.
“Yes… Yes, Mistress. Every summer,” Avena said.
“The welts are going to look absolutely lovely.”
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There's the orifice leasing agency but is there a leasing agency for other things too? Like the feet fucking agency or spanking slut agency?
Hmmm… possibly. I suppose though, those might be “added options” for the Orifice Leasing Agency. Like new items on the menu.
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A new semester has started and she’s gone almost the entire day without being fucked by one of the faculty but she’s got one last class to attend.
She’s sure she’ll finally have a break, after all, this professor is a woman. Avena has heard that she’s really strict. She’s not too worried about that. She even welcomes it. However, what’s under the professor’s trench coat? What is she pulling out of that briefcase?
Whatever is going on, it should be a spanking good time for a whip-smart girl like Avena.
Avena is the President of the Honor Society of her college and she has a tendency to look down on other students, who she considers less intelligent.
The college has instituted some new measures to keep the faculty happy and healthy - measures which include allowing the faculty to fuck any students they choose, in any way they choose.
When Caitlin’s boyfriend suggested she and her best friend both sign up for the Orifice Leasing Agency, she thought it would be a great way to earn some extra cash and get fucked by some new dick.
However, her boyfriend was first in line, leasing both of them, with full-holes, full-term contracts. For the next five years, he had them both as his personal sex toys with an option to extend the contracts to lifetime if he wanted at the end of their original contracts.
Technically, he was her ex-boyfriend. He’d dumped her right after leasing her and her best friend even started dating a new girl while keeping both of them as his toys.
“You never wanted to do ass to mouth when we were together, but you do it every day now, don’t you Caitlin? Don’t bother trying to answer. I can see your mouth is full right now. Looks like Lindsey loves it when you suck my cock right after it’s been in her ass though. Don’t you Lindsey?”
“Fuck yeah. Make that dirty slut suck you clean, sir!”
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“Oh wow! Mr. Hutchinson, you’re right! It really hurts, but I’ve never felt more like a real woman before,“ Brittani said to her neighbor.
"I know, sweetie, and you’ll feel even more like a real woman once I get it all the way in and fuck you until you pass out screaming,” he said, winking down at the fresh eighteen-year-old.
“Please! Please push it in hard and make me hurt, just like a real woman, Mr. Hutchinson! PLEASE!”
“I always love it when you young sluts beg for your first assfuck like good little whores.”
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Thanks to Master Davis for spotting some typos in Mind Blanked Mall Goth. There’s a corrected version available on Smashwords now, (which you can download for free if you’ve already bought it). The corrections will publish to Amazon Kindle soon as well, but the process takes longer there.
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Master Davis is on a roll. Helping spot typos in a couple other stories of mine today.
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<[Pets are so funny!]
<[This one won’t even let me go to the bathroom alone]
[LOL dude! Mine’s the same way!]>
<[Look at her. If it comes out of my cock, she has to have a taste! Look at her lap at that piss!]
[That’s too cute! Mine’s a little princess and won’t drink it unless it’s in her favorite bowl]>
<[That’s cute too. Does she beg you to fill her bowl?]
[Hell yeah, she does. Gets cranky if I piss in the toilet instead of her bowl too. Makes me want to cuddle the little slut-puppy so bad!]>
Could you please do a post where a slut gets surprise sex in the shower?
There’s a few that hit or come close to that already. :) I’ll also keep it in mind for a future post.
After he’d had his wife and her sister mind blanked, they were a lot more fun to hang out with.
They’d greet him at the door, asses oiled and in the air, just like he’d trained them, ready for him to fuck them each in turn.
He’d even had their names legally changed. His wife, who used to be called Amanda, was now “Bitch Tits” and her sister, Brianna, had become “Cum Slut.”
They loved the new names and even if they ever decided they didn’t, he’d just have them blanked again.
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In the Honor Student Avena series, faculty at her college are allowed to use the students to relieve stress and sexual tension. The administration claims it’s all to help provide a better experience for the students, by providing more relaxed and happy instructors.
The class can hear this girl, under Mr. Cadwell’s podium, sucking on his cock while he lectures in his standard monotone voice. They know that he might pick any one of them next, but that also know that’s just part of going to college, so they take their notes and ignore the girl with her lips wrapped around the professor’s cock.
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Modern Gentleman Tip:
Even when you invite two of your friends over to fuck her at the same time, a cock in her pussy should remain a rare and special treat. Two cocks can fit snugly in her ass, one in her mouth, and if more show up she still has two hands, some tits, and even her feet.
Remember, her pussy should get a minimum of attention except on special occasions. She’ll appreciate it more and thank you for the extra-intense sensations when she’s finally allowed a cock, or even a finger, in her pussy.
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“Yeah, I’m getting along with my host family here really well. One of them is even fucking my ass right now. Say hi to my boyfriend, Eduard,” she said, craning her neck to look up from the webcam and at the man fucking her ass.
“Hello. Nice to meet you, Amy’s American boyfriend. She is having the tight ass and good tits. You are a lucky man,” Eduard said.
“Thanks, man! Be sure to face fuck her too. There’s nothing that feels better than shoving your cock down her throat after fucking her in the ass,” her boyfriend said.
“Geez, Billy! Can’t a girl keep a secret for a day? What do you think, Eduard? Ass to mouth?”
“I think it sounds like a great thing. Let’s do it.”
“Alright, you heard him, Billy. My mouth is about to be full, so I’ll call you back again later. Love you!”
“Love you too, slut!”
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I’m working away at Honor Student Avena And The Dominatrix Professor.
A new semester has started and she’s gone almost the entire day without being fucked by one of the faculty but she’s got one last class to attend. It should be a spanking good time for a whip-smart girl like Avena.
Kathryn’s dissertation on the effects of partial mind blankings with obedience and libido increase conditioning was her ticket to finally get her Doctorate In Social Philosophies.
Not only did she scour other published articles to create a meta-analysis of existing knowledge and conclusions, but she also had thirty young college coeds undergo conditional mind blanking programs which required them to commit actions ranging from hand jobs for anyone who asked, all the way to begging to be fucked hard whenever in the presence of a man.
She even had some conditional programming applied to herself, to add that first-hand experience to her dissertation. Whenever a man presented a cock, she would fall to her knees, slack-jawed, empty-headed, and wait for the man to use her, cum in her mouth or on her body, and then slowly regain her senses.
She was sure the benefits to society, personal lives, and even business connections would be clear once and for all after she published her paper.
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There's captions about conditional mindblanks and scientists in freeuse -- how about a caption about a brilliant scientist who gets herself partially blanked so that the only things she can think about doing is science and cock?
Hmmm… perhaps a woman on her way to a doctorate looking to publish a dissertation on the effects of mind-blanking and conditional programming on society…
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It wasn’t long before mind blank centers everywhere were packed solid most Friday nights. Men would have their “dates” blanked, fuck them however they liked all weekend, and then have them deblanked Sunday night.
The guys would get a compliant, perfect, ready set of holes to fuck until they were bored. The women would get, once they were deblanked, wonderful memories of being used like objects, fucked carelessly, and committing sexual acts their conscious minds would never have allowed them to enjoy.
It was a win for everyone!
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Wrote a little program in BASIC that simulates the venerable Master PC, a reality warping program from erotica written by various authors in the old USENET days and even today.
It has had many shapes and forms. The stories have varied themes, content, and quality (no two authors go after the idea the same).
If you’re into mind control and/or reality warping, maybe with some magical sci-fi thrown in, then you might like a few of the Master PC stories.
The BASIC portion adds a little nostalgia. While I didn’t use TI-BASIC on this one, I remember writing little, stupid, semi-erotic text “games” on my calculator in my school days.
(Tested in QuickBASIC and “freebasic -lang qb”)
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05 conct=0
07 conn$=“”
10 cls
20 print “Welcome to the Master PC program”
30 input “Who would you like to modify”;name$
35 if name$=“” then goto 30
37 top=int(rnd(1)*20)
40 conct = conct + 1
50 sleep 1
60 cls
65 stepper=int(rnd(1)*5)
70 if stepper = 1 then conn$=conn$+“#$.”
71 if stepper = 2 then conn$=conn$+“\@’;”
72 if stepper = 3 then conn$=conn$+“.}{|”
73 if stepper = 4 then conn$=conn$+“*..$^&*”
74 if stepper = 0 then conn$=conn$+“@)#($%)%/”
80 print “Connecting to ”;name$
90 print conn$
100 if conct < top then goto 40
110 print “Connected to ”;name$
120 print name$;“ is now ready to be modified.”
130 print “Describe desired modification:”
140 input mod$
150 if mod$=“exit” then goto 300
152 if mod$=“” then print “Disconnecting from ”;name$
155 if mod$=“” then goto 05
160 status$=“”
170 counter=0
180 top=rnd(1)*20
190 status$=status$ + “#”
200 sleep 1
210 cls
220 print “Uploading specified modification to ”;name$
225 print “—————————————–”
226 print mod$
227 print “—————————————–”
230 print “Do not power off.”
240 print status$
250 counter = counter + 1
260 if counter < top then goto 190
270 print “Modification complete.”
280 print “Ready for next modification.”
290 goto 130
300 end
Modern Gentleman Tip:
When your daughter’s eighteen-year-old best friend comes over, it’s important that you show her she’s welcome and appreciated. Nothing makes this more clear to a young woman than a cock in one of her holes.
Fuck her hard, up against a wall, with some of her clothes still on to make sure she knows you couldn’t wait. She wants to know that your cock is happy with her.
She’ll thank you and be back to visit with more friends next time.
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“Thanks so much, Scott! I’ve been, like, waiting all night and nobody has let me even have a sip! It’s supposed to be a house party. Can’t a girl get a drink of piss? But you’re a real gentleman,” Hailey rambled on while he pissed into her glass.
“Yeah. No problem. I needed to go anyway, all that beer and vodka. Saw you had your tits out and figured I’d let you gulp it down. Feel like taking it in the ass when you’re done?”
“Do I? Hell, yes!”
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Michael usually just hot-dogged his cock between Serena’s plump ass-cheeks and came on her ass. Even though it was a welcome relief from all the guys who stretched her asshole out around their cocks, she had to admit, sometimes, she wished he’d stick up and her ass and make her cry.
“Maybe if I beg him next time… Maybe he’d fuck my ass then… No… that’d be rude, asking him to fuck me any other way than he obviously wants to… I better just let him hot-dog my ass and enjoy it,” she thought to herself.
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Cheyanne had signed up for one of the off-brand living fuck doll programs. She still got an implant which kept her nourished, however instead of being comatose for several years, she was paralyzed and aware of every perverse use the man leasing her body dreamed up.
She hadn’t read the contract well, so it surprised her when she noticed her belly starting to grow.
“Yeah, this place, they don’t even turn on the birth control function. They totally encourage you to knock the dolls up!” she’d heard him tell one of his friends.
After knocking her up, he almost never fucked her pussy. He’d pound into her ass, cum, shove his cock down her throat, then put in her a chair, head tilted down so she could watch her swelling breasts and belly.
“I wonder if it’ll be a boy or a girl,” she often thought.
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a caption idea: a paralyzed-but-awake fuckdoll being impregnated and having to watch her belly grow
Hmmmm….
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After a thirty-seven-minute career-ending public rant, Jenna’s acting prospects vanished like celluloid in a fire.
Her agent worked day and night for months to find her work, but she was blacklisted.
“Look, after what you said… It’s just that no one wants to be associated with that kind of talk. But I have an idea. You get yourself blanked, sign up as a community service slut-”
“Blanked? Community service? Charles! I’m an actress, not a-”
“Now, look! I’m trying to help you out here. The public, well they think you’re a monster right now. A monster, not an actress. You need to get them back on your side.”
“Well… I… You’re right…”
“And the public loves it when one of the stars steps down and puts in time for community service. With a mind blank, they’ll even see it as you giving up your old self. A few months as a mindless slut, sucking and fucking the regular Joes and you’ll be back in the spotlight again. You’ll be America’s sweetheart!”
“I… No, you’re right. Let’s do this!”
Not even a week after her blank, videos of her sucking cocks, taking it in the ass, and smiling while groups of men pissed on her face and into her open mouth went viral online.
“You know, yeah, she said some terrible things, but look at how hard she’s working at redeeming herself. Don’t you think America should give her a second chance?” a popular daytime talk show host asked.
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I loved your story about the mind blanked goth girl ... I hope we get more mind blanking stories in the future. Keep your really nice writing up. May I request a caption about a fictional actress getting mind blanked by a fan?
Glad you enjoy my work :)
Since fame, fortune, and power protect people in FreeUse worlds just like those things do here, I don’t think any old fan could get close enough to have one mind blanked. However, I think I have a close idea that might work…
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Could you please do a post where a tattooed slut gets assfucked? Love your content, by the way, they get me going like nothing else.
Glad you enjoy :)
I’m sure I’ll write more about inked girls getting it in the ass, and in the meantime, it looks like I have a few already:
The search bar at the upper-right of https://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com is a great way to dig through the 3500+ posts :)
You might also like to check out Serena Gets Inked:
I’m poor af and can’t afford to support you but I would if i could
Well, there are many stories for $0.99 a piece, so if you find yourself with a free dollar, it’ll be appreciated. Until then, you’ll have to keep enjoying the captions and the samples.
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The same goes for Patreon. Their minimum is $1 a month as a patron. If you ever feel like you have $12 a year to support something you enjoy, that’s a good way as well.
With his hands wrapped around her throat and his cock slamming past her uvula, Ashleigh could barely think. The blood to her brain and the oxygen to her lungs had slowed. She wasn’t sure if she’d pass out from the cock or his grip first.
“I wonder what his name is? This is the best fuck I’ve had in ages! If I don’t pass out, maybe I can get his number,” she thought, struggling to keep conscious.
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Modern Slut Tip:
It’s important for the groom to try on the bridesmaids to make sure they fit both snugly and comfortably around his cock. There’s nothing more embarrassing on a wedding day than for a groom to find out that one of the bridesmaids has a cunt or asshole that’s just too tight to cram his cock into.
Make sure to choose your bridesmaids with this in mind and make sure to choose them with plenty of time before the wedding for your groom to try on each and every one of them!
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I love the Freeuse fantasy.
So here is a little story that came to my mind after looking at that GIF.
I was having a night out with my best friend Sandra, we had such a blast. After going shopping for an hour or three, we settled into our little spot, the Onyx Bar. The drinks were pricey but really good, and we did enjoy the high-class ambient surroundings.
Just as we ordered a new round of drinks, I felt a Sir coming up behind me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me back a little so my ass was dangling over the edge of the chair. I could see in Sandra’s eyes that he had to be handsome and manly. The way she licked her lips and how her look just got that tad bit hazy told me everything I needed to know about that Sir. I know what was going to happen even before I felt his cock rubbing at my ass cheeks. Ever since the use of underwear required certified documents from the ministry of female subjugation hardly anyone bothered anymore with them. It has been years since I last wore a thong, so the Sir right behind me found no barrier as he inserted his lubed up finger deep into my ass.
Sandra licked her fingers, it was obvious how envious she was of me right now. I couldn’t hold back a deep moan as the Sir switched his finger with his cock and thrust deep into my tight ass. It was pure bliss, even though I felt a little bad for hogging all the cock to myself and seeing Sandra being so empty right in front of me. But any thoughts I had were gone right the second when the Sir shoved another deep thrust deep into me. I gasped out loud and moaned something that should have been a “Thank you”, but was much more like a “thaaaa aaah!”. I felt so grateful towards the Sir, giving ME his cock, not Sandra or any other girl in this Bar, he went for me. His strokes went more rhythmically now, deep and deep and deep and then even deeper. He buried his throbbing cock over and over again in my ass. I felt it pulsating and heard his breathing speeding up. All it took was a breathy “oh please” from me to make him tense up. His cock started to pulsate and he buried it deep in me with a last energetic thrust. I was now totally impaled on his engorged manhood. The Sir was trembling now and I felt each pulse of semen getting buried inside me. As my eyes gained focus again I looked at a flustered Sandra, her legs pressed tightly against each other and if it wasn’t forbidden she would have dived her fingers way deep into her cunt. She was on edge, driven nearly mad by desire but still, her training prevailed and her hands only grabbed the table, cramped, so they wouldn’t let go and get her into any trouble for unsupervised masturbation.
I wanted to tell her how brave she was, how much of a good girl she was now and in this moment, but the Sir drew his cock out. He gave me a short kiss on my neck that sent shivers through my whole body and with a “you have a nice ass”, he was gone. I wanted to turn around, see him, know what he looked like but I just couldn’t take my eyes off poor Sandra. She was still trembling with desire. Suddenly I felt bad for her. The Sir choose me, choose my ass over hers. Gave me his seed, his sperm, his holy manhood. While it made me feel good on one side, I felt incredibly bad for her. In that moment I felt cum dripping down my thighs and I instantly knew how to cheer her up. “Hey, let’s ask the Sir over there if he will allow you to lick me clean”.
i am very interested in feed back. i have never written smut in english and i am quite unsure if this is any good. So please please please give constructive feedback :)
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He’d had the birth control in the implant of his Living Fuck Doll, Madison, turned off about eight months before her contract ended. He’d knocked her up almost immediately.
She’d wake up seven or eight months pregnant. He’d checked with the Agency and they said that for a nominal fee they’d be happy to extend her contract right up until the point at which she went into labor.
“That’s right, Maddy! The next thing you’re going to be aware of is giving birth. Three years as my fuck doll and the rest of your life as my house slut!”
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Mind Blanked Mall Goth (sample)
Summary: Brittani works at a little goth shop in a mall that caters to people eighteen and older. She has more than a little disdain for the customers, but it’s a job and it pays well.
In the eighteen-and-up mall, all women are available for the sexual use of any men at any time. Customers, shopkeepers, managers, it doesn’t matter who they are, they are open to the sexual whims of the men around them.
Brittani sometimes wishes she’d taken a job somewhere else, but it pays twice as much as working a cash register at a normal mall, so she is content with dealing with the cocks and the cum.
However, a new mind blank shop has just opened up on the second floor and Brittani, her coworkers, and any other woman at the mall might become a mindless, sex-crazed, slut for the amusement of some random man at any time!
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Brittani sighed and looked around the little niche store she worked at in the mall. It was a place for goths, emos, and wannabes. Mostly wannabes.
Her dark eyeliner was applied extra thick, her fake eyelashes sometimes got in the way when she tried to look into the distance, and her hair was perfectly black, all on its own, unlike a lot of the other girls.
“Dark right down to the roots, just like me,” she’d tell her friends at the club.
She smoothed out the grey and black miniskirt that clung to her slender body, adjusted the black tee-shirt that she’d cut the arms and neck elastic out of. If she didn’t keep track of it, her petite breasts would end up on display for every customer in the store.
“They don’t need to see that unless they ask,” she thought.
A tall man she hadn’t seen before sauntered into the store and stopped just a few steps in. He adjusted his tie, ran a hand over his completely bald head, took a deep breath in through his nose.
“He’ll probably realize he’s in the wrong place and head over to the food court.”
He stayed eerily still, moving only his head while he scanned the store as if searching for something or someone. She watched as his eyes crawled up and down the tight, dark-clad bodies of the young women shopping there. his gaze drifted across the counter and then locked with hers.
“I think you’re just about perfect,” he said, his long strides gliding him over to the counter.
“I’m what? Perfect? For what?” she asked.
“I’ve been wanting to try out that new mind blank center that went in on the second floor and I have a thing for goth chicks,” he said.
“I knew I shouldn’t have taken a job in the eighteen and older mall. First, it was getting fucked by any random guy and now they’ve added a mind blank center,” she thought. “Pays twice as much though…”
“Yeah? I… I heard they’re kind of overpriced,” she said.
“Oh, I checked the prices. Nothing I can’t handle,” he said.
She glanced around for a moment, hoping there might be a hotter girl she could distract him with, but she had to admit to herself that she was the hottest girl in the store.
“Anyway, why don’t you hop over here and let me check out the merchandise?”
Brittani slid around to his side of the counter, pulled her tee-shirt down around her waist. She had a single silver ring piercing in the button of her tight belly which glinted in the light of various neon signs. The nipples on her petite breasts quickly grew hard from the air conditioning in the cramped store.
He let out a low whistle while she turned around, looked back at him and lifted her skirt to display her black lace panties with small red roses on them, which she quickly dropped to her knees before bending over the counter.
“Dark all the way down to the roots,” he said, sliding a few fingers through the curls of her well-trimmed pubic hair. “I like it when there’s just enough to know a girl has her natural color.”
She shuddered a little and ground back against his fingers.
“He’s creepy, but a good kind of creepy, now that I think about it.”
After stroking his fingers in and out of her tight cunt, she felt the pressure of one finger against her tight, tiny asshole, then the sudden rush of pain followed by that certain bliss only being hurt could bring her.
“Tight ass too. Nice. Once I’ve got you blanked, I’ll really give it a workout,” he said, leaning in close and whispering into her ear.
She heard his pants unzip, then felt a surprisingly thick cock press against her pussy. She gasped as the head popped in, leaving no room for doubt that he’d be giving her ass a fucking like she’d never had before after he had her blanked.
“Fuck! Even your pussy is tighter than the assholes of those sluts in the bookstore,” he whispered, then kissed her slender neck. A moan, despite her, escaped her lips.
He drove every last inch of his cock into her stretched and aching pussy in one powerful perfect stroke. Her thighs crushed against the counter, her tights flattened to the cold counter top, and a surprised yelp echoed off the walls.
She pushed herself back up slowly, bracing herself with her elbows and then her hands while he pounded into her tight pussy. She glanced down to see the outline of his cock flash in and out of her toned abdomen as he thrust into her.
“Holy fuck! You’re huge,” she said.
“If I had a dollar for every time a slut told me that,” he said, then kissed her bare back, sending an electric current up her spine.
It wasn’t long before he pulled out of her gripping pussy, grabbed her by her long black hair and spun her around to kneel in front of him. She’d had guys cum on her face before. Hell, it was almost a daily thing at the eighteen and over mall, but he surprised her. Where it was usually a few splashes of cum here and there, he seemed to let loose a flood of cum, covering the sharp features of her face. She felt it drip from her nose and chin to the floor, her chest, and her thighs.
“Well, I just got off. When do you?”
She looked up at him, doing her best to wipe the thick, creamy cum from her eyes so she could actually see him. She watched as he tucked a still huge but flagging cock into his pants, then up into his eyes.
“I… When a customer wants to take us out of the store, I just have to call the girl who’s on call and have her take over in here. She can probably be here in an hour,” she said.
“Great! You know where the mind blank center is?” he asked.
“Ye-yeah… Yes, sir. I know where it is,” she said.
“Good. I’ll meet you there in about an hour. This is going to be great! An empty-headed goth slut of my own! In an hour, right?”
“Yes, sir… I’ll… see you in an hour,” she said, finally starting to stand up again.
He pushed back out between a couple of other goth girls walking into the store with a little more bounce than he’d come in with. They looked at him, looked at Brittani wiping her face down with a towel and putting her clothes back in order, then laughed and whispered to each other.
“He should have waited and taken you two bitches for a two-for-one,” she thought while glaring at them.
She had to call three of the on-call girls to get one who wasn’t too hung over to come in and take her shift. Then she had to call her manager and let her know that she’d be mind blanked for the foreseeable future.
“Don’t worry about it,” her boss said. “It’s all in your contract. Your paycheck will accrue with your average hours until you’re deblanked and can come back to work. Just let the techs at the center know you work at the mall.”
Viviane walked in just as Brittani finished her call with the boss.
“Wow! First one from the store to get mind blanked? You must feel like a hot slut,” Viviane said.
“Yeah. Whatever.”
Viviane wore a lot of red highlights in her black clothing, all of it positioned to highlight her ample, curvy breasts and hips. She’d watched customers come in just to bury their heads in her cleavage for a while or tit-fuck her without even pretending to shop first.
“Bitch doesn’t even have real black hair. She’s all blonde between the legs,” Brittani thought, flashing a smile that said nearly as much.
“Thanks for coming in. Maybe someone will have you blanked, if they’re into that kind of thing,” she said, then stepped out into the main hall.
“Dude! The one with the massive tits is in,” she heard one guy tell another before they both started walking towards her store.
“Oh, hey, guys. If you really want to impress her. She loves taking it up the ass by one guy while the other fucks her throat and really, I mean really, grabs onto her tits.”
“Really?” one asked.
“Oh, yeah. Loves it!” she lied.
She knew Viviane hated it when guys fucked her in the ass, hated deep-throating cocks, and hated having her tits squeezed too hard. Of course, part of the job was telling customers how much she loved whatever they did to her, since the customer was ‘always right.’
She smirked as she watched them walk into the store and gave Viviane a little wave through the shop window.
A trip up the escalator, a walk past the sex shop, the pet shop, and the randomly out of place pretzel store, and she was standing just outside the mind blank center. Her breath was short and her heart felt as if it was trying to knock her ribs loose.
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Brittani works at a little goth shop in a mall that caters to people eighteen and older. She has more than a little disdain for the customers, but it’s a job and it pays well.
In the eighteen-and-up mall, all women are available for the sexual use of any men at any time. Customers, shopkeepers, managers, it doesn’t matter who they are, they are open to the sexual whims of the men around them.
Brittani sometimes wishes she’d taken a job somewhere else, but it pays twice as much as working a cash register at a normal mall, so she is content with dealing with the cocks and the cum.
However, a new mind blank shop has just opened up on the second floor and Brittani, her coworkers, and any other woman at the mall might become a mindless, sex-crazed, slut for the amusement of some random man at any time!
Water Conservation Week at the college, a week in which every woman on campus serves as a urinal for any and all the men who need to take a piss. The savings in fresh water by cycling urine through women first, since they’ll piss it out later anyway, instead of using urinals is well worth it, at least to the men. They’re just doing their duty to help protect Mother Earth.
Could you please do a post about a goth chick getting fucked in a store?
Hmm… having trouble finding an image for a caption like that, but if you know of a pic of a goth girl in a store having sex, I’d love to see it.
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Related: I am working on “Mind Blanked Mall Goth” a short story about a goth who works in a “goth-themed store” in the mall. She’ll be fucked, or at least played with in the store before begin taken to a mind blank center in the mall.
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Update: Here’s the sample of Mind Blanked Mall Goth: http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/post/169494134841/mind-blanked-mall-goth-sample
Several months before they got married he put Lori on a hormonal treatment plan which had her lactating just in time for the wedding.
She is expected to breastfeed her two new twenty and twenty-one-year-old stepdaughters at least once a day, to help smooth over the transition and really bond them to her.
“Suck those tits dry, girls. This is your breakfast, lunch, and dinner today. I need to make sure you’re well-fed before we send you off to college tomorrow.”
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FreeUse FAQ
masterlovehurts:
Q. What is FreeUse?
A. Freeuse settings vary widely, but common themes that link them together include normalized promiscuity, sex as a non-special-case action which can be shared by people who may not even know or like each other, and a social acceptance of random sexual encounters as just part of normal, everyday, and expected life in society.
Q. Are there dominants and submissives or is everyone on equal footing?
A. FreeUse is a very broadly defined genre of erotica. There may be settings in which a few or even one has “free use” of everyone else, there may be settings where everyone swaps partners like saying hello, and there may be many varied fictional societies explored inbetween.
Q. What about Kink-X, Kink-Y, and Kink-Z?
A. Since FreeUse as a genre is so broadly defined, other types of erotica can slot nicely into FreeUse settings. Just as D/s play can be explored, so too can bondage, spanking, watersports, and even (can you believe it?) vanilla sex.
Q. Isn’t this just rape fantasy?
A. While engaging in the fantasy of rape is fine as long as you don’t commit any crimes, I’d have to say that no, FreeUse is not a type of rape fantasy. Since, in FreeUse settings, everyone is on board with what’s happening at some level or another, there is no real “rape” that can happen. Everyone either explicitly or implicitly consents to the rules of the worlds being explored in this genre of fiction.
Q. Isn’t it all just sexist stuff?
A. While male dominance is often explored as a part of many FreeUse settings, so too are stories involving female dominance, the dominance of a few chosen individuals, and worlds in which everyone is free-love-hippy-happy-on-steroids. Some people even have a kink for sexist themes in fiction and, yes, that is explored as well.
Q. What about homosexuality, bisexuality, pansexuality…etc…etc?
A.Yes, there are FreeUse settings that include or are dedicated to a wide variety of sexualities. Not every story contains every sexuality, but it is out there to be found.
Q. Does anyone do this in real life?
A. Some people have made FreeUse-style arrangements with roommates, significant others, and friends. Of course, the arrangements have agreed upon limits and are more realistic, since they involve real people, than much of what is explored in fiction.
Q. Aren’t you all just a bunch of sick perverts who should get lives?
A. I’ll have you know that we are robust perverts with lives, thank you very much. We invite you to explore other genres of smut if FreeUse doesn’t suit your tastes.
(I expect I’ll add to this, but these are some of the questions I get regularly that come to mind and more or less the answers I give)
Added a couple Q/As
“Whe- when is my boyfriend coming to pick me up?” Kayla asked.
“Shit! He didn’t tell you?” the man fucking her ass asked.
“N- no… Tell me what?”
“He traded you to me, for keeps. He got my gift card to Applebee’s and I got you.”
“What!?”
“I know! I can’t believe it either! Your ass is worth at least twice that five dollar gift card!” he said, pounding into her ass even harder and faster.
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Lauryn’s new apartment came with all the standard amenities. Internet, cable, heat, and electricity were all included in the price of rent. She was even given constant access to hard, thick cock.
“The Open Holes policy at this place is the fucking best!” she told the man who’d just bent her over her own bed.
“I know, right?” he said, then spit on her asshole and shoved the first inch of his cock in.
She nodded yes before she started moaning in pain.
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Do you have anything with trannys
On the blog, these are good tags to start looking into for that:
As you can see in at least one of those posts, there are some plans for at least a few short stories written as Broken Arrow as well.
Alicia Is An Elite (sample)
Summary: John’s girlfriend, Alicia, became one of The Elite and his life hasn’t been the same since! He’d heard stories about other guys who were dating Elite women and how they ended up with amazing experiences.
Will she give him a harem of his own? Will she have him fuck other in front of him?
The answers just might be yes, but not in the way he’d been expecting. It turns out that Alicia enjoys toying with John and dominating him. She has him servicing other men, sucking cocks, rimming, and whatever other tricks she can think up.
He never thought he’d be into that, but something about it all just might be awakening something in him.
The Elite are a group of people elevated to a status above every other person on the planet. They have complete, total, and absolute sexual authority over everyone else. Their word is stronger than law. They sit above both the laws of the common man and the laws of nature. They are tasked with acting on their desires and commanding others to act as they see fit.
And they are always right.
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John watched Alicia, his girlfriend, bounce on another man’s cock, riding him and using him with only her pleasure in mind. She’d just met the man in the lobby of the hotel and told him to join them in their suite. His stomach rippled with overly-defined muscles, his arms bulged, and his cock was as thick as one of Alicia’s biceps.
John was naked, at the foot of the bed, and unable to look away, because she had commanded him to watch. His body wasn’t quite as toned as Alicia’s new toy, but she’d had him working out daily to keep in shape and be “something pretty” for her to look at.
Alicia’s perky breasts were just large enough to bounce and sway a little while she worked the cock in her wet pussy. Her brown hair was just wet enough with sweat to glisten in the dim lights of the room.
With her petite waist and round ass, he could see why she had been chosen to be one of The Elite, at least he imagined he understood. No one understood how people were chosen. Not really.
When she first became one of The Elite, John thought he might get dragged into some interesting sexual adventures. He’d even heard about guys who’s Elite girlfriends and wives gave them harems of women to fuck.
Instead, she had him sucking off random men while she ran her fingers through his hair nearly every night. When he wasn’t doing that, she would have one guy fuck her from behind and another, usually the one with the bigger cock, fuck him in the ass while she watched. She never seemed to get tired of it.
“What’s your name, toy?” she asked.
“Stephen,” the man said.
“Nice name. Stephen, put your legs over the edge of the bed. Yeah, just like that. Now, eat my pussy while I talk to my other toy,” she said, repositioning both of them and grinding her cunt down onto Stephen’s face. The man twirled his tongue and dove into her, making her shudder and smile for a moment.
“Get over here, John. I want you to play with my new toy too,” she said, pulling him out of his own thoughts.
“Yes, Mistress.” He crawled to one side of the bed and leaned forward, his head between Stephen’s thick thighs. He knew what was expected, but he waited for her commands.
“Suck his cock, John.”
He leaned forward and took the head of Stephen’s cock, the taste of Alicia’s cunt still thick and salty on it, into his mouth. With the skill gained by practice he’d had over the last few months, practice and skill he never thought he’d have, he twirled his tongue around and flicked it just under the head, drawing a moan from Stephen that was muffled as Alicia bore down on his face.
“That’s right. Suck his cock. Don’t be shy about it. You won’t hurt him and it won’t make you less of a man. Men do manly things and other men are very manly.”
She ran her fingers through John’s hair and pushed him down on Stephen’s cock playfully from time to time. Every so often, her fingers with jitter with what John knew were the little orgasms she had before and sometimes after the big ones. They were almost imperceptible, but he knew her well.
“That’s a good toy. And you thought you wouldn’t like sucking cock, but here you are, my little cock sucking toy,” she teased.
John’s cock, already mostly hard, became even more rigid, almost painfully rigid. It was true, that he’d never even given the idea of bisexuality a moment in his mind before she’d become an Elite and started making him have sex with men for her pleasure.
It was also true that he’d slowly started to like it. He liked the taste of cock. The smell of other men. He still wanted Alicia more than any man, or any other woman for that matter. He loved her, even if he was just a toy to her now.
“I should stop thinking of her as my girlfriend. She’s an Elite now. She’s my Mistress as long as she’ll have me, but she’s so much more than me now,” he thought yet again.
“He is a good cock sucker, isn’t he Stephen?”
Stephen moaned what was clearly a yes from between her thighs.
“What do you think? You want to keep John as your little fuck slave?” she asked him.
Stephen moaned a more enthusiastic “yes” into her pussy.
“Wait? You’re giving me to him?” John asked.
His heart both seemed to stop and fly into an uncoordinated series of rapid beats, sweat poured off of his body, and yet his cock twitched, twitched and rose a little harder.
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(Features Bisexual Domination of men by a woman.)
(Okay, this is the experiment. Let’s see if it turns a profit. Remember, if it’s not profitable, there’s no reason for me to write more for you.)
John’s girlfriend, Alicia, became one of The Elite and his life hasn’t been the same since! He’d heard stories about other guys who were dating Elite women and how they ended up with amazing experiences.
Will she give him a harem of his own? Will she have him fuck other in front of him?
The answers just might be yes, but not in the way he’d been expecting. It turns out that Alicia enjoys toying with John and dominating him. She has him servicing other men, sucking cocks, rimming, and whatever other tricks she can think up.
He never thought he’d be into that, but something about it all just might be awakening something in him.
The Elite are a group of people elevated to a status above every other person on the planet. They have complete, total, and absolute sexual authority over everyone else. Their word is stronger than law. They sit above both the laws of the common man and the laws of nature. They are tasked with acting on their desires and commanding others to act as they see fit.
And they are always right.
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(Originally tested with this post: http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/post/169408840171/thats-right-suck-his-cock-dont-be-shy-about)
Kiki spent most of her evenings with her tits hanging out while some cock or another pounded at the back of her throat.
It had been that way since the moment she turned 18. She’d been passed around from one man to another, like used furniture being given to whoever the man who currently owned her felt needed her the most.
She was just a thing, an object, a toy to be used and discarded.
It kept her constantly wet!
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When the end of Surprise Anal Sex Week rolled around and she heard the announcement that the guys were allowed to take girls home for the weekend to ass fuck as much as they liked, Vanessa was worried.
Sure, the guys were willing to bend over a girl with a dick on campus, but would any of them take her home?
In the middle of her worries, while she was standing back up from the last guy who had almost fucked her outline into the carpet, a pair of strong hands grabbed hold of her waist and she was watching the hall drift away while she balanced on a muscular shoulder.
“I got you. Let the rest of these losers take whoever they want. I know you girls that worked your asses off to become girls have the best asses. I am fucking you ‘til your brains fall out this weekend,” he’d said.
Warren Levine was a man of his word. By Sunday night, Vanessa could barely speak and most of her thoughts centered around getting his long, thick, wonderful cock back into her aching asshole.
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Another little experimental post. (Like the previous one with Female Elite dominating men)
I’m considering some side-stories following a girl named Vanessa who is legally recognized as a woman in the Kinky College setting. She’s a girl with a dick. I imagine that there’s no “transgender” or associated words in the Kinky College setting, so that’s how she’ll be referred to if it comes up, just “a girl with a dick” or “a woman with a cock” or “she” or “her” “her cock” etc. As far as people in that world are concerned, she’s a girl with all the responsibilities and expectations thereof. Of course, individuals have their preferences in the types of girls they like to fuck.
She won’t be included in the main series since that caters to a predominantly heterosexual audience. So, if I write them, she’ll have a small series of short stories all on her own, probably in each of the Special Event weeks and possibly an epilogue.
If you like it, great! If you don’t, just stay tuned, there will be more of the smut you’re used to coming soon.
If enough of you like this, and would be open to buying ebooks, I’ll be more inclined to write them. Of course, your opinion matters more if you’re a paying customer. ;)
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FreeUse FAQ
Q. What is FreeUse?
A. Freeuse settings vary widely, but common themes that link them together include normalized promiscuity, sex as a non-special-case action which can be shared by people who may not even know or like each other, and a social acceptance of random sexual encounters as just part of normal, everyday, and expected life in society.
Q. Are there dominants and submissives or is everyone on equal footing?
A. FreeUse is a very broadly defined genre of erotica. There may be settings in which a few or even one has “free use” of everyone else, there may be settings where everyone swaps partners like saying hello, and there may be many varied fictional societies explored inbetween.
Q. What about Kink-X, Kink-Y, and Kink-Z?
A. Since FreeUse as a genre is so broadly defined, other types of erotica can slot nicely into FreeUse settings. Just as D/s play can be explored, so too can bondage, spanking, watersports, and even (can you believe it?) vanilla sex.
Q. Isn’t this just rape fantasy?
A. While engaging in the fantasy of rape is fine as long as you don’t commit any crimes, I’d have to say that no, FreeUse is not a type of rape fantasy. Since, in FreeUse settings, everyone is on board with what’s happening at some level or another, there is no real “rape” that can happen. Everyone either explicitly or implicitly consents to the rules of the worlds being explored in this genre of fiction.
Q. Isn’t it all just sexist stuff?
A. While male dominance is often explored as a part of many FreeUse settings, so too are stories involving female dominance, the dominance of a few chosen individuals, and worlds in which everyone is free-love-hippy-happy-on-steroids. Some people even have a kink for sexist themes in fiction and, yes, that is explored as well.
Q. What about homosexuality, bisexuality, pansexuality…etc…etc?
A.Yes, there are FreeUse settings that include or are dedicated to a wide variety of sexualities. Not every story contains every sexuality, but it is out there to be found.
Q. Does anyone do this in real life?
A. Some people have made FreeUse-style arrangements with roommates, significant others, and friends. Of course, the arrangements have agreed upon limits and are more realistic, since they involve real people, than much of what is explored in fiction.
Q. Aren’t you all just a bunch of sick perverts who should get lives?
A. I’ll have you know that we are robust perverts with lives, thank you very much. We invite you to explore other genres of smut if FreeUse doesn’t suit your tastes.
(I expect I’ll add to this, but these are some of the questions I get regularly that come to mind and more or less the answers I give)
Do you already have an editor? I saw your post about typos and if you need one, I’d be willing to help out :3
I use Grammarly and myself as an editor right now. Someday, when profits are higher, I intend to hire some sort of editor.
Thanks for the offer, anon. I’ll keep you in mind.
For the time being, I’ll have to lean on the understanding and helpful messages of my readers. :)