Nakid Muses: Sinful Ink

By London Davis
In another part of town, Marsha readied her own nasty scheme. Word had been circulating through the underworld about Riley’s growing domination of the world. Marsha had recently been released from prison where she served some time for embezzlement and she swore she would never go back there. While she was there, she learned a lot about the human mind, and how to control it. Her cellmate was a world famous hypnotist, and Marsha learned how to get what she wanted through the techniques she learned there. In fact, Marsha was released early after she hypnotized the three-member parole board and suggested that she had served enough time. They ushered her to the gate and set her free.
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By London Davis

As Riley’s power and fortune grew, she began to grow bored with her success.  She had more of everything than she could have ever dreamed of, but now it still was not enough.

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By D.H. Lovely

I paid the cabbie proper fare and turned walking toward the hotel. I could swear I felt the cabbie’s eyes watching my ass as I walked away. Just a few weeks ago I would’ve hurried away, but now I reveled in it. The hotel was ritzier than I could have ever imagined. Elegance, it was sheer elegance, Ava was teaching how to be more elegant and carry myself more like a lady less like a street kid.
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By Lola Batling

The night air was cooler than I expected. No matter, I zipped my leather coat and walked down 32nd Street. I wasn’t sure where I was going to go for then night, it was too late to head back to Jersey City, even if I took the lightrail. I thought to try the first person that came to mind, reaching into my pocket, I pulled out my cell. My brother was on speed dial.
A cold fog passed my lips as I waited for him to pick up.
“What Lux?” He said, his usual cheery self.

“Can I stay with you?” I asked, trying to sound helpless.
“I have company, but sure,” he said softly.
“Thanks.”
We hung up and I headed to the subway. I held my bag loose and slipped on my blue skull-candy headphones. The sound quality was amazing and helped me block out most noises. Too good in fact, I got lost in the music and almost missed my stop.
My brother’s apartment was cozy like our mom’s place. Not at all like mine that was littered with books and CDs. I lived in continual college dorm mode, Daniel on the other liked having a home. The only reason I kept my place was so I could have mail and so Harley my pug had a place to sleep.
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By Kadin Pierce
We arranged to meet a few weeks later, after exchanging many emails and a few phone calls. Scarlet was an erotic woman to say the least and smart too. The more she told me about her husband the less I liked him. He seemed to want her entire sexual being to center around him. Hopefully I would change that.

“I want to be submissive.” She whispered her confession the night before we were supposed to meet.
“I can do it, if you’re sure that’s what you want.” I said softly, I didn’t want her to feel as though her sexuality had to center on me now.
“I am sure” She said her voice purring like a kitten.
The next day I drove  to her house, it was a well groomed ranch. The whole set up reminded of something out of The Stepford Wives, strangely it was giving me a hard on. Here was this beautiful lady, who cared enough to wear dresses and stockings, and I was betting nice lingerie too. It wasn’t just for me I could tell. She was a 1950’s wet dream, and for today she was mine.
We sat in the living room making small talk. I could tell she was nervous so I didn’t push. Then she had a moment of bravery. Perhaps it was just lust, whatever it was she got brave.
“Kadin, Do you want me?” She asked me point blank her need to wanted was obvious.
“Yes.” I said, it was all I could say. Scarlet nodded standing in front of me. She unzipped her dress pulling it from her body, I watched it try to hug her curves and then pull away. I looked her over, I was right her bra and panties were black and they looked expensive. She stepped out of her dress, carefully her high heels clicking on the wood floor. She was a vision even I had to admit. She fell onto her  knees her curvaceous body elongated as she crawled over to me.
“Please Kadin, make me good enough to be your submissive.” She whispered it looking up at me.
I smiled, so BDSM wasn’t a game to her she understood truly being a submissive meant work, trust and dedication. Or she at least understood you couldn’t just jump into it.
I reached out to her stroking the side of her face. As a response she nuzzled her face into my knee and up on my thigh. I undid my fly buttons pulling back the top of my pants. The head of my cock was peeking out of my boxers. Scarlet was an eager little cock sucker her lips kissing along my shaft, before taking it into her mouth.
She wrapped her mouth around my cock, taking me all the way in. Moving her head up and down. Getting my shaft nice and wet, she sucked my cock like an eager school girl.

By Ava-Lily Sheridan
Maria had been with us about a week, mostly for my benefit, you see I love beautiful girls but am quite shy about playing alone. Actually the whole harem idea was mine, I loved being with beautiful girls and it all just worked out as long as each girl had free room and board they loved the idea too. Most went to school or had low wage jobs so they loved the idea because it allowed them regular sex we’d just film and sell when we needed too. I was the main phone sex girl although occasionally one or two of the girls would join me.
I must admit Maria was gorgeous she made me want her instantly. She is taller than me by a good six inches with a slender waist whereas I’m built more curvy like a 1950’s pin up girl. We asked her to come home with us my paramour and I at first she was shocked so when it came time to settle our dinner bill I slipped her my little pink card and the rest is history.
The other girls in the harem seemed curious about her, especially when it was clear she hadn’t had that much sex. Maria would just kind of watch us while we played. She would sit there twirling her orangey brown hair between two fingers. Only once when coaxed by my Owner did she sit on my face while he fucked me.
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By guest writer Kenji Bound

“You’re frozen!” Lola said and waved her hands in front of his eyes and he stopped abruptly in his tracks.
He tried to turn and leave her presence but he was stuck; none of his muscles would obey his mental commands. It was as though he was petrified on the spot.
“I can’t move,” he said fearfully.
“You’re trying to leave a bit early, aren’t you slave?” Lola asked in her sultry, enticing voice. “You’ve obviously forgotten how much control over you my little triggers give me. Let me refresh your memory,” she giggled. “Weak knees, slave boy.”
His legs wobbled and weakened and try as he might, he couldn’t stop from sinking to his knees in front of her. Once his knees hit the floor, his legs seemed to solidify again and become rigid in position. He couldn’t get up.
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By Lola Batling

Author’s Note: Part of my Immortal Light Series. A special erotic treat for Yule.

Who are you?” Asked the wide-eyed wizard.

“Me? I am July.”

The wizard smiled as he looked the lithe creature sitting on his floor and smiled.

He crooked his head to look at her. ” July like the month?”

The girl shifted bringing her knees to her chest.
“Yes.” She said through barred teeth.
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By Lola Batling

Serenity laid back on her pink satin sheets, sighing to herself. As she drifted of to sleep she thought of Aris.

Aris was mysterious, that was what made him so attractive, well there was more, thoughts of him made Serenity blush. He was perfect, but he has a dark-streak to him, which he rarely let many people, let alone girls see. Tonight while they were lying in Serenity’s bed he revealed it to her. The night had begun when Aris had come over to the apartment that she shared with his ex fiancé Gwendolyn.
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By Kadin Pierce

I answered her ad on craigslist. It was lonely and well written not like the usual ads found on craigslist. It said simply:
Older woman seeking a younger man. My husband is a cuckold, and I’m tired of the men he picks out. Your picture gets mine, please be open minded.
I found it charming somehow. So, I wrote her an email.

Hello, I saw your add on craigslist. I found it very interesting, and would like to know more about you. As for me, I’m 25 years old and a Dominant male. I like exploring a woman and opening her up to her sexual potential. While I enjoy submissive women it’s not important if you are.
Best Wishes,
Kadin

I attached my best non erotic photo and went to bed, wondering if she would reply. In my experience it was a craps shoot. Usually if a girl did answer she was vapid or a one nightstand at best.
To my surprise, her response was waiting for me when I got back from work. She titled it “Hello Sir” and it had pictures attached. I read her response slowly.
Kadin,
I just wanted to start off by saying I never wanted to be a cuckold’s wife. Finally years of fucking who ever he asked has gotten to me. I realized I wanted to explore for myself. My husband puts me in a dominant position more than I care for. I was hoping to find someone to understand, and now I hope that someone is you. I’ve enclosed a few naughty photos in the hopes of getting some back.
Yours,
Scarlet

The women in the pictures looked about 35-40 years old. She was a redhead, something which always made me hard. Her breasts were full yet firm, she was a plump woman but she carried it well. It made me want to spank her ass so badly. Her outfits were 1940s style housewife right down to the lingerie.

She was going to be fun.

My cock was straining to get out of my jeans. Slowly I unbuckled them tugging open my fly. I rubbed my cock teasing myself as I examined my “June Cleaver” wannabe. Eager to see her from all angles.