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The Firemen's Mascot (fsub)

(Author's note: even though I've got a quickly growing Patreon now with exclusive, hot femdom stories every month for $1/mo. subscribers (with my first story JUST posted there), I'm going to try to still post for free sometimes on this blog.  Below is a short femsub story that doesn't fit on my Patreon- Enjoy!~  PFD.)





Cassie felt her apartment heat up around her as she fingered herself. Completely nude in bed, the eighteen-year-old whined as she ran her hands over her taut skin, her firm small breasts with their aching hard nipples, down her hard stomach to her shaved, desperate pussy. She was teasing herself with her favorite fantasy. The inexperienced girl panted and kicked her tiny feet against the bed, her perfectly-painted toes curling as she circled but did not touch her hard, throbbing clit, as she imagined herself totally naked--with her hands tied tightly behind her back--slung over the shoulder of a horny, angry, muscular caveman as he sprinted her away from her village--alongside the five other rough men of his armed raiding party- -back to their secluded cave-
-where they would all surely do unspeakable things to her!The naked eighteen-year-old whimpered as she let the first slim finger slip inside her. She was sopping wet already- and she had barely touched her clit!Cassie didn't know why this fantasy so did it for her (some nights it was Pirates, or Vikings, or rogue FBI agents) but the forced nudity, the bondage, the helplessness of KNOWING she was going to get FUCKED by these rough men in every hole the SECOND they got her back to her their cave- made her cum so hard every time, even as her face burned from humiliation!She was a complete virgin but she fantasized about being abducted for a naked, helpless gang-bang at least once a week!Cassie felt her face heat up as her orgasm got closer. And her arms and legs, as she lay on top of her comforter, openly fingering herself. And even the soles of her feet- she was getting so hot and bothered, she started sweating from her forehead, chest and legs onto her bed- that never happened!As the sweating, brown-haired girl who barelystood five feet tall slipped a second finger inside herself, imagining it was a thick caveman cock splitting her open, she let it happen. She moaned. There was an instant banging at her door. Eyes closed, Cassie blushed even harder!She tried to be a good girl, to neverwear suggestive clothes outside, to neverbe seen with boys, to nevermake any noise as she fingered her tight, virgin pussy alone in her apartment with all the lights off always after midnight and never on work days- but if any of the neighbors had heard her, that would be so utterly humiliating! She'd NEVERbe able to look them in the eyes again!Cassie bit down her moans and rubbed faster but the pounding at her door only intensified! She couldn't stop now- she was so close!- she'd just pretend she was asleep and hope Mrs. Basu from next door would think the single moan had been her having a bad dream-Cassie pinched and squeezed at one hard nipple with her other hand, raising her hips off the bed- “Oh fuck!” she hissed under her breath. “Fuck fuck f-” “FIRE!” a hulking man screamed, bursting through her thin wooden door a millisecond before every alarm in the world started going off. And behind him, the hallway of her apartment building was a smoking inferno. Cassie screamed at the top of her lungs as the man- still nothing more than a huge, dark shadow- raced to her bed, easily picked her up with one arm below her shoulders and one below her knees, and tossed her over his shoulder, her two fingers still buried inside her pussy!And sprinted her towards her shattered door, carrying her out ass first!And totally naked!“NOO!” she screamed, pounding on his back with her free hand. “STOP!”“It's a fire ma'am!” he yelled, racing into the hall without slowing. “We've got to get everyone off the upper floors- there's only a few minutes left!”And Cassie's eyes widened in horror as the thin wall between her apartment and Mrs. Basu's exploded in flames, engulfing the bed she had just been using as well!That's why she had been sweating!But then Cassie's eyes got even bigger as- still slung over his shoulder- she could hear voices of families, men, old ladies- all of her neighbors- getting louder as they approached the communal stairs!“NO! STOP! STOP!”The fireman- in the light of the halls she recognized him as a fireman now, wearing a rough, reflective jacket that rubbed against her naked stomach and breasts and thighs as they ran- growled back at her.“No time! The entire upper two floors are fully involved- you're the last person left to save!”Cassie pounded harder on his- very strong- back, kicking her tiny naked feet in desperation. “NOOOOO! I CAN'T! You've got me- I'm NAAAAKED!” she finally admitted.“MISS- if we don't get you out in time-” the fireman huffed, his voice finally showing a little strain from carrying her down the long hall- “the whole building might collapse around you!”He turned the corner- -and they were in a crowd going down the stairs!And she was naked as the day she was born- ass facing the sky!Cassie wailed, covering her face with both hands, blushing as red as his helmet! She couldn't see the faces of the people they passed, only their legs from the waists down, but she recognized a few pajamas and ratty slippers from times she had needed to borrow sugar- which means they would definitely recognize her! By tomorrow everyonewould be talking about the teenage girl carried out in front of the entire building- as naked as the day she was born!She kicked and squirmed even harder!“NO! Let me go! I need to get a robe-” SMAP!Cassie gasped in shock as her body processed the sensation. He had spankedher!“Stop being such a brat!” the fireman ordered the suddenly breathless girl. “We're almost out!”“But-”And then he spanked her naked, upturned ass again. Harder.SMAAAP!If Cassie's face hadn't been red from humiliation before- it definitely was now!As was her ass!She could already feel the warm spots growing- he had gotten her once on each cheek, hard enough to take her breath away, definitely hard enough to leave a mark! She was going to exit her own apartment building totally naked--helpless over a gruff man's shoulder--with a red, freshly spanked ass!“Oh fuck- oh fuck-” Cassie whispered to herself as she bounced along on his shoulder, covering her face, pressing her legs together as hard as she could, to limit how much of her naked pussy people looking his direction might see! Even though they could still see her entire naked ass, maybe even her bare asshole!“Oh jesus!” she muttered, covering her face with both hands, trying not to hyperventilate--and then she felt cool air on her bottom, heard wailing sirens and felt water falling on them, as other fire trucks pulled up, spraying the upper floors with their thick hoses. His truck must have been one of the very first to arrive, Cassie realized. And he rushed in, without water, without air masks, to save-She was dumped naked on the cold tailgate of a huge red fire engine.“Okay,” he laughed, the tall, blond firefighter finally looking her in the face. “You're welcome.”And then turned to leave!“NO!” Cassie cried, one arm instinctively covering her bare tits, one hand diving to cover her naked pussy, squeezing her legs together as tightly as she could. She was totally naked, butt sitting on the cold metal of the firetruck gate - outside! “Help me! I don't have any clothes!”The muscular man rubbed his sexy three-day scruff as waves of other firefighters raced past behind him, only a few of the younger ones peeking at the totally naked girl. “Well little lady, I don't think I've got a thing that'll fit you!” Cassie screamed, her heart trying to tear out of her chest. “You can't be SERIOUS! GET ME A BLANKET OR SOMETHING!”“This is a tankertruck, missy- comfort supplies like that are in the responsetrucks. Or you could wait 'till an ambulance gets here. Should only be a couple more minutes.”Cassie gasped as she heard even more sirens racing towards them. They sounded miles away!“NO!” she screamed, stamping her naked feet on the ground trying to cover more of herself with her tiny hands, her breath getting tight in her chest. She was almost in tears! “You can't- LEAVE ME- like THIS!!!”The fireman looked at her, did some quick calculation, then unzipped his protective jacket. He pulled the heavy, waterproof gear off his arms and draped it around her shoulders like a blanket. The men's coat covered her from ears down to the just the tops of her upper thighs. It was warm, dry, and- she noted, her heart beating a little faster- still smelled like him. “Okay, gotta go-” “No wait!” Cassie begged, catching his arm. She was STILL totally bare chested under his heavy coat, and bare footed, bare legged, and had to keep her legs very tightly crossed to keep from flashing her bare womanhood to the entire world! “I need... pants!”He gave her a smirk that only made her naked pussy throb hotter. “Little lady, I've got to go help my brothers put out this three-alarm fire. The EMTs will come to check you for smoke inhalation when they get on scene, but from how you're shrieking, I doubt you have it. Until then, you can sit right there- pantless-and think about how much more dressed you might have been, if you hadn't been two fingers deep into your own hot little snatch while your building burned down around you.”And Cassie's jaw dropped to ground as the unnamed firefighter jogged off to help his hose team direct a thick stream of water onto what remained of her burning apartment.
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He knew!He had seen!Enough to--oh god--correctly count the number of fingers I had been using! Cassie realized, about to die of utter humiliation!There had been lights behind him in the hallway, and when he had kicked in the door, he must have seen her laying on the bed, in full light, eyes closed, legs spread, just about to-“Oh god!” Cassie cried, burying her face in her hands.She was shivering from adrenaline, not cold- it was actually quite warm under the fireman's jacket- but as Cassie replayed what had just happened- what had reallyjust happened- the buck naked eighteen-year-old pressed and slid her nude legs against each other, shivering at the pleasure that gave her too. He's the first man to ever see me naked- and masturbating!  
And I don't even know his name!She gulped, opening her eyes. Her hero was easy to spot in the chaos. The other firemen were faceless blobs running around in their bulky protective gear, but he stood like a rock in the center of it all, his white undershirt plastered against his wide chest, every hard muscle defined-His biceps pulsing each time he lifted a hose to help his team- -god, he was so ripped-Cassie blushed even harder. Like a caveman.That sent a quick electric shock directly to her clit.She was SO helpless right now! She didn't have her ID or keys or money. Not even a phone to call parents or friends! She couldn't even STAND UP or her neighbors milling around the trucks would see how little she wasn't wearing. She was trapped here- as helpless as if he had tied her up hand and foot!
Until he got back.Cassie squirmed, sliding her smooth naked legs against each other again.She hadn't gotten to finish, back in her apartment.
All the pent up horniness from her aborted fantasy came rushing back, making her face flush, her heart pound-She couldn't! Not here!Swallowing hard, Cassie tried to ignore her racing heart and aching, untouched clit as she watched him work. He was so tall and strong- hot face too- yelling and pointing confidently- he must have been in command or something-and the way none of the other firefighters questioned his commands- 
Like he was leading a group of armed men.
She couldn't help it- underneath his coat, Cassie started playing with her painfully hard nipples!    "Oh god..."
   What was wrong with her??
   But Cassie just blushed as the heat started building between her thighs again!
   She slid one hand down her naked, trembling stomach. Her naked feet squirmed against the cold pavement as she whined in frustration, knowing she absolutely couldn't go any further right now!
   She imagined taking him back to her place after this was over, to strip his hard body naked and make love on the remains of her bed.  He probably had a huge, hard cock- and Cassie wasn't sure she was ready for that!
   He looked much older than her, maybe thirty.  He definitely had a girlfriend already, probably some smart lawyer or doctor with much more education than Cassie- but the way he had reflexively spanked her bottom coming down the stairs, like he did that to naughty little girls all the time-Cassie blushed fire engine red as she spread her thighs- just enough to let a few fingers past!“Oh fuck,” she whimpered, circling her throbbing clit under his coat, practically right in public! She couldn't believe that she was doing this!  Her knees pressed together, her breaths getting shorter.  “Oh fuck! Oh god-” “Are you the girl Brenner pulled out from the fourth floor?” an EMT demanded, suddenly appearing in front of her.“AHHHH!” She was naked under only a coat, just inches from totally clothed man!And she still had two fingers inside her pussy!“Br...Brenner?” she managed to gasp, afraid to even move! “Yeah, that big blond firefighter being a brave idiot over there on the lawn?” the young EMT said, pointing a quick flashlight in her eye. “You lived on the fourth floor, correct? Where all that smoke's coming from?”Cassie gulped. “Yes, but-”“Okay, let me listen to your lungs real quick-”“No! WAIT-” she screamed, as his hands tore her coat open!
“You can do that later”, the EMT snapped, his quick, efficient hands pulling her fingers from her dripping pussy and placing them firmly at her side.  “After I'm sure you're not going to die.” He pressed a cold stethoscope to her chest.  “Now breathe.”  
    This couldn't be happening!
    She had been caught, naked and masturbating- by TWO men- in the same night??!
    “I wasn't-”
    “Don't talk,” he snapped.  “Breathe.” 
    She could barely gasp, but somehow she managed!“Good,” the EMT said, smirking a little as he moved the stethoscope to her other breast. “Again.”She took another quick breath.“Good.  A little short of breath, but I guess I caught you just before the big finale, huh?"
    Cassie was dying, her face on fire!"NO!  I was just-"  
Cassie gasped as he dropped the stethoscope and his quick gloved hands began palpating the four quadrants of her flat stomach, just inches above her throbbing sex!  "Keeping yourself slick and ready for your boyfriend?  He picking you up soon?”  
    “NO!  I don't have a boyfriend!"
    “Good. Uncross your legs.”
    She almost fell off the truck! “WHAT?”
    “Little girl, if I have to repeat myself again, I will take away that stupid coat and do this examination with you laying down on your front lawn with your feet up in the air, were everyone can see that dripping mess between your legs.”
She uncrossed her legs!Now she sat before him, feet on the ground, hands at her sides, legs straight, wearing nothing but her blush!  The firetruck protected her back, and her jacket somewhat shielded her from the milling crowds on the sidewalks, but from the front, where this young, black-haired EMT stood, she had her small tits out and her wet vagina exposed, like some proud and aroused Vegas showgirl!The EMT's hands started at her head, pressing down on her cheeks, her lips, her long neck. They ran along her collar bone, making her shiver, then down her bare ribs and the outside of her breasts, thumbs scraping across her pebble-hard nipples, making her gasp and curl her toes!“God you're responsive,” he laughed, his hands continuing over her trembling body. “Like a hot little sports car!”Cassie trembled and gasped as his hands slid around her bare butt, her naked thighs and knees-His hands were roaming over her naked body like he owned it!He checked her calves, feet, making her shiver, and then came back up.  “Any chance you might be pregnant?”“What?! No!”“Good.”
He put two strong fingers on her neck, timing her pulse with his wristwatch.  The naked, shivering, aroused girl swallowed, gripping the sides of her fireman's coat.  “Can I-" “Don't move for one minute.  Or we have to start again.”Cassie pouted, wet between her legs, shivering.  He was doing this on purpose!He laughed.  “I heard a lot of young girls like to sleep totally naked nowadays. Can't say I mind the trend.” The cute EMT winked at her.  “Makes my job a lot more fun.”      Cassie gasped as the minute slowly ticked by, her aching, untouched nipples painfully hard in the open air, her juices humiliating dripping down her open thighs!
    “But next time, maybe keep a little pair of panties within reach of your bed, for situations just like this?  I know you're wet and ready to go, but it's a little distracting for honest, married public servants like me to have barely legal girls dripping all over their gloves, okay?”
    Cassie almost leapt out of her skin.
    “I WASN'T-” 
    And that's when Brenner appeared behind the EMT's shoulder.“How's she doing Doc?” he laughed, looking at the blushing, naked girl with hard nipples and her legs slightly spread open. “She gonna live?”“Oh, her lungs are fine,” the EMT laughed, finally standing up and taking his fingers off her neck.  Cassie gasped and closed Brenner's jacket over her again as the two men laughed. “THIS little girl's problem is that she just can't stop playing with herself.  Caught her flicking her bean right here, naked and horny on the back of a fire truck!”“I was NOT!” she cried at Brenner, but the tall firefighter was laughing.“You too? I caught her rubbing one out- when I burst into her room to pull her out!”The naked girl pulled the coat tighter around her, almost hyperventilating as the two men laughed. “I was NOT!”“You know that's the only reason I found you, right?” Brenner laughed. “I was making my last pass down that hallway, about to leave, and I heard this little 'moooaaan' as I passed- I thought I was breaking in to save a passed out kid or something!” “Masturbation literally saved your life,” the medic laughed, writing something on her chart.   “Maybe you should do it more often.”“WHAT?! I can't- OH GOD!” She balled her fists. “Stop making fun of me! As soon as you stupid guys put this stupid fire out I'm going right back up to my apartment and-” And as she was talking, the entire fourth floor of Cassie's apartment building blew out in a wave of flames and destruction. “Oh shit,” the EMT laughed, as everyone in the crowd gasped and looked at once. “Yep,” Brenner agreed. “Everything on that level is gone.” Cassie was panicking as the realization hit her. “NO!”Her friends wouldn't be up for hours yet. And without her cellphone, she didn't even know their numbers! Her parents lived two states away. She couldn't go shopping without money, couldn't go to her bank without ID-“OH GOD!”The EMT laughed. “You, ah, don't happen to have a change of clothes stashed anywhere do you? Your parents' house? At work?” Cassie was flipping out. “NO!”“Well then,” Brenner chuckled. “You might have to get used to being nekked for a long time.”The two men laughed, watching the girl fully realize her predicament. “What- what am I going to DO?!!”Brenner rubbed his chin. “You know, if you've really got nowhere else to go, you could always come back to the station with us. We've got a civilian bin with unused things. Should be able to get you some spare panties, socks and a toothbrush.” He grinned. “Everything a naughty girl like you needs to spend the night.” Cassie's heart stopped. Walking around a firestation, with twenty horny firefighters in it-In only her panties and socks, a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth-“Oh god!” she gasped, squeezing her legs together tighter. She might just cum from the idea!The EMT laughed, slapping the bigger man on the shoulder. “She's all yours.” He hooked a thumb at one of the big fire engines behind them. “You can use Rescue 2 to stash her if you need- don't think there's anyone in the cab right now.”Cassie's eyes got big. This couldn't be happening!The blond fireman was looking hard at her.  “Hey. You're eighteen, right?”“She sure is,” the EMT laughed, putting away his gear. “Look at that little dolphin tattoo on her left foot.  They don't let you get tats if you're underage.”“Thanks Ross. Come by the station if you want to do a follow up inspection on her in the morning.”“What?! What follow up-”And then the strong fireman picked her up again, in his arms like a baby this time!“HEY!”“Can't have those little feet getting dirty,” Brenner laughed, as the blushing girl tried to fight to hold his jacket over her exposed butt as he carried her! “You're going to sleep at a fullservicefire station tonight.”She shivered in his strong arms. Oh god!Still carrying her in his arms, Brenner walked two firetrucks down, opened up the door to reveal a middle section as big as van, and took her inside.
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“Seating for six firefighters or ten naughty naked little girls,” he laughed, laying her down on one of the wide leather benches inside. “I'm not a... naughty little girl!” Cassie gasped, sitting up and pushing herself into the far corner.A little flirting outside was fine- but now-She gulped harder. The mood was suddenly very different in here!Because we were in his cave.She gulped as the big man closed the door behind him, taking a seat on the bench across from her. 
    “Hey. What's your name, little girl?”In the tight space, she could feel the heat off his body and his bare arms, smell his scent again!“Ca... Cassie!”“Cassie.” He said it slowly, like he was rolling it around on his tongue. Oh god, rolling around on his tongue-    He was looking hungrily at her.  “And you're definitelyover eighteen, right?” Oh GOD!Cassie gulped, and, in what was probably the bravest act of her life, raised her slim, naked, trembling left foot and set it on his lap, turning her leg to show off the tiny dolphin tattoo on her ankle. “I'll take that as a yes,” he laughed, at first gently holding her ankle, then tightening his grip.One impossibly strong hand yanked her across the bench seat as if she weighed nothing more than a backpack! His strength ripped his jacket off her like it was tissue paper and he tossed it far into the front seat, where Cassie would never be able to get it. She was reallynaked now, straddling his lap with her forearms over her small breasts, blushing, fighting for air!One fist grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head and his hot mouth found her hard nipple and Cassie almost exploded right there. “Oh JESUS!” she gasped, writhing and moaning on his lap.  “God, Ross was right, you are fun to play with,” Brenner laughed, switching to her other nipple and Cassie almost came from that too. She was trapped, hands pinned above her, legs spread for him!Cassie whimpered and moaned, both her wrists trapped inside his, squirming, unable to touch him, herself, or speed him up in any way!“Brenner! My PUSSY!” “I'll get to your needy little pussy in a minute,” he laughed, sucking on her breasts again, like he was trying to suck her nipples off! 
    “OH GOD!”
    The man sucked and kissed her breasts, ribs and collarbone until the naked girl was panting and dripping in excitement and only then did he push her over onto her back and lay on top of her, still holding her hands pinned above her head! 
     “You are one hot little firecracker, you know that?” he laughed, running his free hand over her nude legs, bare ass, the edge of her pubic mound- anywhere BUT her dying clit! “I've got half a mind to pull you over my knee and spankyour ass instead of fucking it- for being a barely-legal temptress keeping me hard in my pants the entire time I was fighting this fire, thinking about getting back to you!”Cassie moaned- and spread her legs wider for him!She was nude on her back, knees to her shoulders, begging him to fuck her- and she didn't even know his last name!“You like the idea of me spanking you?” he laughed, still running his hands over pert tits, her flat stomach, anywhere but where she wanted. His hand slid lower. “Don't you?”“YESSS!” she screamed, almost coming off the bench when his fingers finally brushed her shaved dripping lips, her throbbing clit- “YES YES YES!” “Good! Because all the guys back at the station will want to spank your little ass too!  For being a hot little distraction while they were doing their job!”“OH GOD- FUCK-” He was rubbing his thumb side to side over her clit, making her lose her mind!“God you're so tight,” he laughed. “I can't even fit a finger inside of you- forget about my cock!”“I'm SORRY!” Cassie wailed, her toes curling, her knees spread as wide as they'd go, rocking her hips side to side to get just a littlemore friction against his finger. “I've never- DONE THIS BEFORE!”“Of course you'd have to be a virgin,” he laughed, taking a hand off her pussy.  “That explains everything."
    “WHAT!?” she gasped, opening her eyes in shock.  She had been so close!
    “Well I don't need to take you to the hospital for a broken cervix from my hard, thick eight inches.” He grinned, pinning her wrists tighter against the soft bench. “But go ahead and cum on my fingers for me, loud enough for all the firefighters on the street to hear you.”Blushing, shaking her head, Cassie tried to resist as his strong fingers started rubbing her again!But that only made her orgasm just twenty seconds later all the louder.“FUUUUUCK-YEEESSSSSSS!”
    Little feet flailing, her hungry pussy bucking up against his hand, trying to fuck his fingers, Cassie threw her head back and yelled in the strongest and loudest orgasm she had ever had.  Brenner laughed and kept rubbing her all the way through it, taking the tiny, squirming girl through a second hard cum immediately right after her first.“GODDDDD DAMMMIITT YESSSSSS!”“What the hell is going on in here-” an older firefighter demanded, opening the door right next to Cassie's head. “It sounds like your killing a damned-”His eyes took in the strong, fully dressed firefighter and the totally-naked, eighteen-year-old, bent-in-half girl with her feet on his shoulders, curling and pointing her toes as she came down from two impossibly intense orgasms.  Cassie opened her eyes to find herself face to face with a laughing gray-haired firefighter, while her pussy and stomach were drenched in her own juices!“So this is the horny naked chick Ross couldn't stop telling everyone about. You almost done with her in here, Bren?”Cassie gasped, dying of humiliation, unable to close her legs or even get Brenner's thick finger out of her pussy!“Not quite, Captain,” Brenner said, strumming her clit to make her gasp with aftershocks, as calmly as if he was typing up a report.  “She lived on the fourth floor of the building, lost everything including the clothes on her back tonight.  Didn't ya girl?"
    “YES!” she yelped, as he flicked her throbbing clit!  
    "So I was wondering if we could take her back to the station with us, Captain?  I promise I'll make sure she stays out of the way and gets fed each morning and night.”The older Captain laughed even louder. “Well, she does look a damn sight better than that old Dalmatian you boys adopted a few years back. Howls about the same though.” “Probably even louder.”Cassie couldn't breathe- they were talking about her like she was a dog!The thought made her stomach clench, even as her pussy screamed around Brenner's finger. “Well, we're about wrapping up outside. Will she be ready to go back to the station in a few minutes?”“Hell Captain,” Brenner laughed, still keeping Cassie plugged. “She's ready now.”  
    “Oh GOD YES!” Cassie couldn't help but scream as Brenner started moving his thick finger in and out and rubbing her clit again.  “Well okay then,” the Captain laughed.  “I'll go get the boys.” And Cassie gasped as sweaty firefighters in full gear started piling into the cab where she and Brenner still lay! The space filled up quickly and Brenner pulled her onto his lap, not giving her a choice. The men broke into laughs, seeing the naked, wet and obviously horny girl squirming on their Lieutenant's lap as they entered, blushing as she tried to cover her tits and pussy from their eyes.  But every time she did, Brenner's hands pulled her hands away, leaving her no choice but to be totally naked for them!
    “Boys, this is Cassie- and she'll be staying at our station for a while,” he laughed as the truck's engine roared to life, making the girl shiver. “She's very ticklish, very allergic to clothes, and loves getting her bratty little rear end spanked, so I hope you boys can help her out with all those things!”
Cassie blushed beet red as the men loudly cheered- what the HELL had she gotten herself into?!?Brenner's heavy hands pushed her down across his lap- her head landing in another firefighter's lap and her legs and feet across yet another's- and he then slapped her naked, upturned ass, making her gasp and blush harder as all the men in the tightly packed cab laughed.
    The fireman at one end started to tickle her tiny, naked feet and Cassie squirmed on their three laps again, making them laugh even louder!  And the man at the front, where her head and arms lay, started to get hard in his fire pants- she could feel his massive cock starting to stir under her arms, it seemed to be as thick as a baseball bat and ten inches long- and she'd be living under the same roof as it tonight!“Oh GOD!” Cassie gasped, grasping it with one hand, the men laughing as they realized where she was looking, and how big her eyes were.Brenner started spanking her ass in a regular fashion, making her fuck his stiff finger which was reaching inside her, looking for her g-spot! “Oh FUCK!” she hissed, grabbing the massive cock in front of her right through his pants, as another firefighter played with her toes and legs and her pussy just got wetter and wetter. She was going to cum- for a THIRD time that night!“Oh GODDDDDDDD-” 
    “I love our new siren Lieutenant!" one of the other men laughed.  "Can I try her out when we get back to the station?” 
    “Of course!” Brenner laughed. “Everyone in the station can have a turn- her batteries should last all night!”And all the firemen laughed as Cassie moaned and yelled, unable to control the reactions of her body, as the firetruck raced the naked, helpless girl towards her new life.
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Cassie did end up living at the fire station for a while, and true to Brenner's word, all they gave her during that time was a toothbrush, ankle socks and thin cotton panties, no matter how much she begged and pleaded for more.  And she even had to surrender the socks and panties whenever Brenner was on duty, all the men enjoying her whines and pleads as Brenner inevitably caught, stripped and spanked the protesting, horribly blushing girl. Cassie ate, showered, and slept side by side with the men at the station, and although none of them took her virginity during the first few weeks (their cocks were much too large), Cassie did become an expert at using her soapy hands to take care of any man who got erect during the group showers- per Brenner's orders- the men laughing as the force and volumes of their ejaculations surprised the naked young girl every time.Her mouth, however, was reserved for Bren.  And although she drew a hard line at sucking him off in public, each night the bunks around Brenner's would always whistle or make suggestive comments when he would turn off his reading light and push her blushing head below his covers. He'd always insist that nothing was going on, but as the guys cheered her head bobbing below the blanket or hear the unmistakable slurping sounds- their laughs made her face and pussy burn every time!But her orgasms, of course, were always public. Brenner and the EMT insisted she cum at least twice a day- 'for her health'- so at random times someone would pick the girl up from whatever chore she was cooking or cleaning at the time, carry her protesting on their shoulder to the common room, the kitchen, the garage- wherever the most men were hanging out- give her a good, swift spanking to get her juices flowing, then use one or two strong fingers- which still made her grunt at the size of them- to finger and tease the naked girl until she agreed to make it as loud as possible, before finally being allowed to orgasm, screaming and kicking her little feet, as all the men laughed and cheered. The men started recording her cums and playing the audio back at random times to make her blush, one time even renting a decibel meter and having a contest to see which man in the station could make her cum the loudest- Brenner won of course. Cassie's parents finally got enough money together five weeks after the fire to let her get a new apartment, clothes and furniture, but by that time she had already met a young, brawny (and smaller-dicked) visiting fireman named Joshua and the two had been fucking like bunnies for nearly a week, with Brenner's permission.Cassie moved into Joshua's apartment instead- delivered there naked and handcuffed in Engine 1 by an honor guard of strong firemen who had been teasing and edging the desperate girl's pussy during the entire forty-five minute drive over, laughing as she jumped on a surprised Joshua's cock the second she burst in the door. And although Cassie eventually got clothes and a job and the trappings of a normal life again, neighbors around the fire station say that, on about one weekend a month, they can still hear the full-throated yells, pleas and cries of a young girl having all of her holes fingered and teased for hours by a circle of cheering and clapping firemen, to celebrate the return of their favorite station mascot.
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I'm on Patreon!

It's live!  A P.F. Dee Patreon, where you and I will work together to create more of the stories we all love is finally here! 

Writing is a hobby for me, and a passion.  I've been doing it ever since I was a kid.  But between  work and real life, I can only sneak away one or two nights a week to create more stories.  But if enough brave readers use Patreon to help me work a little less and write a little more...  we all win!

There are 3 levels, $1/story to read Patreon exclusive stories, $5/story to vote on what's written next, and $10/story to help me produce the stories by suggesting with names, situations and kinks you want explored!  And you'll only be charged if I actually produce a story.

And remember, our first story will be "Lease To Own", where three hot college girls decide to ask for a little 'extra security' from their new male roommate:



Lease To Own will drop before the end of December, as soon as I have 10-20 subscribers ready to enjoy it!
So please support my Patreon- trust me, every dollar matters!
Thanks for all your support over the years!~P. F. Dee

EDIT: Holy crap, we've got 3 subscribers already- You guys are awesome!

So how many of you would follow me to Patreon?

So I used to self-publish e-books on Smashwords at $3.99 each, and about 100 awesome people would buy and read each one.

Then I started publishing mainly on this blog for free, and got about 3,000 readers for each of my  stories.  Some of the really popular ones, like Momdom/CFNM "Pool Days" got up to 8,000.  But I found myself only making the time to write about 3-4 stories a year.

So I'm looking for a middle ground.

I estimate that bringing in $500-$1,000 a month would be enough for me to put in the work to produce a 10,000 word story like "Pool Days" each and every month.  That's 12 stories a year, about a 4x increase from what I'm doing now.

And that's if 1,000 of my 3,000 readers (33%) go with me to Patreon to pledge $1 a story (basically $1/month) to make that happen.

The question is, are there that many of you out there who would give $1 for a new, fun, P.F. Dee femdom short story each month?  Especially if you got to vote on the subject?

Here's how I'm thinking the Levels might work:

$1- The Reading Tier: You get to read ALL the fun femdom stories I publish through Patreon.
$3- The Voting Tier: And you get to VOTE each month on five selected ideas, to choose which will become the story of that month.  (And unlike American politics, I'll put in term limits to make sure there's some variety of selection in the voting choices.) 
$10- The Producer Tier: And you get to submit the story ideas/themes/situations that I'll select to become our five voting candidates every month, and help me choose the cover pictures for each story, and possibly name the main characters, and even get access to unpublished P.F. Dee stories from time to time, from my secret archives!
Three tiers.  Simple, easy, and accessible to all.  And if a third of you follow me to Patreon, it just might work out for us all. 
I haven't decided if I'm doing it yet, just testing the response right now, so what do you think?  Have any better rewards to suggest?  Any other levels?  Comment below.

If you definitely would, or wouldn't, or might follow me to Patreon whenever I move over there, vote in the poll on the right -> to let me know!  Either way, this blog will stay up, and I'll still post a free story on it a few times a year, just like I've been doing.

But if 1,000 readers say yes to the poll on the right, then we can make it rain those sweet sweet Patreon bucks:

Would you read this book?

I might also call it "The Beta Bachelor". 
I don't know, just an idea I've been kicking around.  

Sticks and Stones (Powers, F/f, CFNF)

(Yes, I'm still working on the last chapter of Sex Powers University year 3, but here's a little story I thought up in the Powers world, since readers are always asking me what it would look like if the tables were turned...
Enjoy!PFD)  






I was sunbathing naked out in my backyard, wearing nothing but a blush and baby oil. My heart was racing a mile a minute- I didn’t want to be here, of course- and while we had a six foot hedge all around the back acre, it wasn’t perfect. There were a few gaps at the corners of the hedge, and Sydney had forced me to leave the back gate unlocked; anyone could walk in from the driveway and catch me naked at any time- friends from school, our parents- boys! I shivered again, my rock hard nipples pressing into my tanning towel as I lay stomach-down, my hard clit throbbing as my nude back and buns soaked up the rays. Goddammit Sydney! I hate you I hate you I hate-My hot pink jewel-encrusted cellphone rang, each vibration of the device magnified 10 times and transmitted directly to my hot pink, throbbing clit- another of my Sydney’s horrible spells!I gasped and snatched the phone off the grass, rushing to answer it even as I squirmed on the towel, grinding my naked hips and pussy against my towel out of humiliating reflex. “YES!” I hissed, my face burning. “What do you want Sydney?!”“I love how quickly you take my calls now,” my younger sisterlaughed into my ear. “I should have enchanted your phone a long time ago!” My face flushed even more as my bald, unused pussy burned with need- Sydney knew exactly what she was doing, every time she called me!“Please, Syd, can I come inside now?” I whispered urgently into the phone, in case the neighbor Mr. Slotnik was home already. He’d just love to ‘accidentally’ catch one of his hot teenaged neighbors sunbathing nude next door! “You’ve made your point!” “I haven’t even startedto make my point,” she laughed. “Trust me, sis, you’re going to have a lot of ‘points’ made on your defenseless little body over the next few months.” She laughed again, but this time meaner. “You know, I was just about to let you come back inside... but then I just sensed you thinking... about how much you hate me? I guess you just earned yourself another hour outside!” I groaned and kicked my feet against the grass. Goddamned Sex Magic! It wasn’t FAIR!Everyone knew that boys had to watch their thoughts when they got erect, especiallywhen they were jacking off, since the telepathic sexual powers all women on Earth had gotten five years ago meant that they could sense (and control) all male arousal close to them. But I was a girl- a hot one too- I should have been the beneficiaryof Sex Magic, denying orgasms to the neighborhood boys and teachers, teasing and taunting them with psychic pleasures until they broke and fell to kiss my perfect feet. But at twenty-one, I still hadn’t gotten psychic Powers yet. But my eighteen-year-old sister had. “What’s a matter, big sis?” she taunted when she heard me groan. “Feeling a little... pent up?” And then I felt the tongues. Perfectly trained, magical tongues, wet and eager, sucking my hard nipples, flicking my clitoris, lapping up the growing wetness on my pussy, even eating out my virgin ass! “Oh SHIIIT!” I squealed and heard Syd laughing on her side of the phone.I gasped and squirmed on the towel, grinding my pussy against the earth, covering my ass with my other hand, anything to try and make them stop! The tongues weren’t really there, just phantom sensations applied by Sydney’s Powersdirectly to my nerve endings; but my body didn’t know that!I moaned and clamped my slippery thighs together, practically gushing a river down there, as I balled my fists in shivering agony. “Please SYD! No MORE!” Now there were fingers- intrusive psychic fingers pushing into my ass and pussy, fucking my wet holes!“AHHH!”“Say you’re sorry...” Sydney sang as I thrashed. “I’M SORRY!” “So you don’t hate me any more?”“NO! I love you! I REALLY DO!” The fingers and tongues disappeared instantly, leaving me a gasping, sweaty, unfulfilled mess. Syd giggled softly into my ear. “Even though I neverlet you cum?” I was panting, my breath heaving, sweat beading on my totally nude body as I tried to collect myself, even as my pussy burned from the sudden loss of stimulation. I dared reach my left hand down between my legs and was humiliated to find my pussy gushing like a faucet. But forty-five days without orgasms will do that to a girl. Did I mention that Sydney was also a denial queen?“Ah ah ah, no touching your naughty bits,” she giggled, and I felt the force-field around my clit start to expand, pushing my left hand away like an inflating balloon. “At least not until I make ya.” My eyes got big as the invisible force-field grew and grew. Now my left hand couldn’t be below my tits- now my shoulders! It kept growing- now I couldn’t even keep the phone next to my ear- Sydney’s psychic ‘no-touch’ bubble around my clit was so large I had to extend both my hands above my shoulders- and it was still growing! My sister’s Sex Magic force bubble- a spell she had invented to keep me from playing with myself- kept pushing my hands further and further away from my pussy until my arms were at their max- like I was stretched out on a rack!And then the tongues started on my pussy and asshole again!“YAAAAHHH!” I wailed, unable to move my arms, unable to get up off the ground, unable to stop her from shredding my private parts with the most intimate sensations. All I could do was roll on the ground kickingmy feet. “Please Sydney please Sydney- NOT AGAIN!” “Hold on, I’ve got to see this in person,” I heard the phone dropped near my head laugh, and then the call cut off as I continued to squirm in forced pleasure. It wasn’t fair!Everyone knew the sex magic bond started off tightest between family members, for some sick reason. And most everyone looked the other way when sisters just getting into their Powers sometimes blocked their older and younger brothers from cumming for days, or even weeks; that was just girls being girls.But I had never expected it to happen to me! I was a girl! And the OLDER sister! But Sydney was a mutant, a freak of nature. Not only did she get Powers way before I did, somehow they also worked on me, like other women’s Powers did with men! She had sealed off my orgasms, peeked into my sexual fantasies, magically kept me from masturbating for months, and each day she seemed to invent new spells to torment me!The tongues eating out my back and front increased in intensity, fucking me with their hot, slippery insistence, making me curl my toes and shudder all over- and then disappeared one second before my orgasm hit. Like they always did. “FUCK! NO!” I squealed, pounding my feet and fists into the grass, grinding my desperate pussy against the rough towel to try and more stimulation, any stimulation. “GOD DAMMIT!” “Oh good, I didn’t miss it,” a high-pitched voice above me giggled. “I so love seeing you throw your no-cumming hissy fits, sis.” I looked up- having to painfully crane my neck to do so- and there she was. Cute.Blond. Maybe a 4’ 11” and a hundred pounds soaking wet. Wearing a little gray cut-off top that stopped just below her perky A-cup tits and a bright orange thong over slim teen hips.Her lips were perfectly glossy and she had painted her finger- and toenails a sexy baby blue with light gold stars. I had taught her how to do that, and now she didn’t even let me wear nail polish or makeup anymore! Or anything else!“Sydney, please-”“Force-field off,” she laughed, and I gasped in relief as my arms were no longer being stretched above my head. “Time to flip over!” Syd giggled. “Let’s show the world the sexy bits you’ve got in front.” I gasped, my heartbeat rising. “Sydney, please- I’ll be nicer to you, I promise-” “Flip!” my pixie sister commanded, pointing with her finger. “Or else I’ll psychically grab you by the clit and drag you into the frontyard, and then lock the gate behind you!” Sydney giggled as I, still sweating from the edges she had given me, scrambled to flip over onto my back. I was exposing myself to the world! My pussy- constantly shaved 100% baby smooth at her command- was a sloppy, dripping mess, my clit humiliatingly hard and throbbing. Diamond hard nipples bobbed atop obscenely firm, bouncy breasts- ones that were two full cup sizes larger than they normally should be. “Mmmm, those full D’s look pretty good on you sis,” she laughed, as I blushed even harder, unable to cover myself up in front of my kid sister, per her rules. Sydney extended her fingers in front of her, weaving them around in some complex pattern I didn’t know. “But let’s see how doubleD’s suit you....” “Sydney- NO!” I gasped, forgetting the rules and covering my breasts with both hands. But it was already too late. They were growing, right underneath my fingers! A vacuum-like sensation pulled on my hard nipples- that sucking itself enough to make my pussy clench and my thighs clamp- and the already huge breasts on my chest grew, getting heavier on my ribcage, even as I tried to hold them back with my hands!“Oh goddddd.... noooooo!” I panted as my chest grew, the sensation making electric pleasure run down my skin to my pussy, until I was licking my lips and squirming, nude and glistening on the towel, squeezing my legs together.Every time Sydney grew my tits, from their original B cups that matched my frame, to not-so-bad C cups, to downright embarrassing Ds - it made me wet, hornier, less in control of my thoughts around her. Bimbification, the internet called it, back when I still had the will to look such things up. Back when I still thought I could stop her. “There we go...” Syd laughed as the pressure on my chest grew to its peak. “Now come on, hands away- let me see the goods!” I was almost crying- looking down, I couldn’t even see my knees or toes anymore! I had never been a big girl- had always been proud of my tight, toned, athletic body. But looking down at the huge cantaloupes now bulging out underneath my fingers- I looked like a cartoon!“Sydney.... please!”She motioned again, more sternly, and blushing, I let my hands drop to let my new, comically big tits bounce free. Her hand flew to her mouth. “OMG Leah- you look fucking ridiculous!” Sydney laughed, instantly pulling her phone from the waistband of her panties. “I gotta Snapchat this!” She snapped a pic and showed it to me with a smile. “Suits you, though.”Now I did cry.“Awww, don’t do that,” she giggled. “You should thank me- I just gave you about $100,000 worth of expert plastic surgery! Some girls would kill for that!”“Sydney, please, change them back!” I said, wiping the tears from my eyes. “I can’t go through life like-” “Nope, I think you’re going to keep them for a little bit.” “Sydne-”“I control how your body looks now, Leah, not you- remember that!” she giggled. “If you don’t like being a sexually adult woman, I was researching anti-puberty spells too. I could shrink your tits smaller and smaller until you're flat as a board, stop your periods, change your voice, maybe even make your skeleton smaller again- until you look like a ten-year-old girl! Wouldn’t that be fun to explain to our cousins at Christmas!”I kept my mouth shut, shivering and nude below her. I didn’t dare say anything- it was impossible to fight someone with Sex Powers if you didn’t have them yourself!“Besides,” she giggled, pointing her phone at me again, “everyone knows that larger tits are more...sensitive.” She blew me a kiss and I felt a breath of phantom air dance across my nipples- and I almost came! “Oh JESUS!” I grabbed my breasts again and that just made it worse! “HHHunnGH!”Each caress of my areolas made me shiver, each rub on my nipples went directly to my clit, my toes, my brain! I couldn’t think- I could barely breathe- and I absolutely couldn’t stop rubbing and kneading them, my toes were curling, my breath getting short as I squirmed, thrusting my hips into the air under the midday sun-“Forcefield on,” Syd giggled, and my hands flung away from my body again, leaving me gasping and humping the air, nipples and clit burning. “Okay, maybe I’ll dial down the increased sensitivity a little,” she giggled, casting somespell with her fingers. “I didn’t know you were one of those type of girls, Leah.”  My face burned in humiliation as she used her magic to change my body again.  I still had DD's but at least breezes of air felt like normal breezes again, even though a light breeze on my naked body still made my long-denied pussy throb with need. I sat up, covering my new tits when she finally turned off the force-field again. “I’m sorry!” I gasped. “Sydney, I’m sorry I ever called you that-”“Whatever,” she snapped, and I felt a quick, painful psychic pinch on my clit. “That’s in the past.” Her frown turned to a smile. “But if I were you, big sis, I’d be more concerned about what’s going to happen in the future. During the rest of your nude outdoor adventure.”I gulped, covering my new firm tits with both arms, squeezing my knees together. I didn’t dare rub my sore, pinched clit. “What?! Sydney, what are you planning?” She bit her lower lip. “Oh... just a little hangout with friends...” I jumped to my feet, towering over her. “NO! Sydney- NO! You promised not to expose me to-”“Heya Syd, are you back here?” a young girl’s voice laughed from the gate, then stopped with a swallowed laugh. “Holy shit- is that Leah? Naked?!” I spun to face the noise and it was exactly as horrible as I had feared-Bailey, a small hot brunette who had never met an emoji she didn’t like. Kelly, a black-haired, black-hearted girl who could hold a grudge for an ice age.And Sasha, a blond Russian heiress who had more money than any of us knew. Sydney’s friends, all hot, spoiled teenagers like her. The brat pack. I gasped and covered my huge tits with one arm and my pussy with the other, but the girls were already bent over laughing. “Leah?!” Bailey howled, covering her mouth. “Where did you get those huge tits?! And why are you nekkid?!”My pulse exploded- I couldn’t go out the back gate, Sydney was standing on my towel so I couldn’t cover up- but maybe I could still make the back door of the house before they saw too much!I took off running, still covering myself, and got all of two steps before Sydney magically grabbed me by my hard clit. Just like she said she would. “Ahhhhh!” It had been like being pulled to a stop- it stung! I spun, hopping on my bare feet in the grass, unable to take another step, hopelessy covering myself with both hands. “Sydney- no! Pleeease!”And my baby sister just laughed.
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As I stood pinned in place, Sydney explained to her friends that I was being punished- although not for what- that I wasn’t allowed to wear clothes, use furniture, eat or use the bathroom without her permission for the rest of the day. “OMG!” Bailey laughed, looking me over. “If that happened to me, I would just DIE!”Sydney giggled. “I know, right?”“Why has she no hair down there?” Sasha asked, flicking a finger towards my covered bare pussy with contempt. “Only strippers and sex workers have no hair down there.”Syd just giggled. “Maybe she’s a little of both? I don’t know what my big sis got into in college.” I stamped my foot. “Sydney!” “She’s definitely got the tits for stripping,” Kelly said, lowering her sunglasses at me. “Jesus.” I blushed harder than ever. My arm barely covered any of my new firm boobs!“Oh, and for the rest of the day,” Sydney giggled, “Leah also has to follow any command I or any of you give her.” My eyes got huge. “Sydney!” “Really?” Kelly asked, raising one skeptical eyebrow. “Any command?”Sydney laughed. “Any.” The black-haired girl smirked at me. “Jump around on one foot.” I blushed. Even before my comically big tits, that would have been so embarrassing to do nude-But then I felt Sydney’s sharp psychic fingernails pulling up on my clit!“Ah!”And then down.“Omph!”And then up and down, up and down, faster and faster. Within seconds I was jumping up and down like some stupid bimbo, just to relieve the pain on my most sensitive zone!I blushed fifty shades of red and held my breasts with both hands to keep them from bouncing around. “I said on onefoot, dummy.”Sydney mentally pinched my clit- hard- and I yelped and put one foot behind me, hopping like a stork!“No, no, uncover the girls,” Sasha laughed in her slight Russian accent. “Let those udders fly free.”I didn’t even wait for Sydney to pinch my clit- it was aching red already- I had to save it from further punishment! But this was horrible!The girls howled as I dropped my hands, the last thing even partially restraining my grapefruit-sized breasts, then laughed even harder as they flopped around, firm and ponderous on my chest! “Well we weregoing to go down to the beach and tease some boys,” Bailey laughed, with me still hopping- they hadn’t told me to stop!- “But I guess we can spend some time here with you, Syd.” “Great!” My sister reached back and spanked my ass- with her real hand this time- and laughed. “Stop hopping, dummy! And get my friends some chairs and lemonades- you have thirty seconds!” Humiliated, naked, I ran off to follow her command. What else could I do?Fifteen seconds in, the tongues started on my pussy, ass, and tits again, making me shiver and moan as I raced back with the requested items. While I was gone, Sydney had told them the good news. “You can use.... Powers on her?” Sasha was asking as I, still trembling from the tongues, set up their chairs and drinks. “Like Powers other women can use on a boy?” “Yep,” my sister laughed. “And even some new ones that boys don’t have.” She squinted her eyes at me. “Like this one, it’s Leah’s favorite...”I dropped the last canned lemonade and covered my pussy, my eyes going wide. “NO! Sydney- NO NO NO!”But Sydney, sitting on a chair I had just gotten for her, just grinned at me. I felt it first as a pressure on my pussy. A pressure that grew more insistent, spreading my wet lips apart, forcing itself inside me- as if it was a real cock! But this phantom wasn’t any normal cock. This thing was a monster, longer than my arm, wider than my wrist, ribbed, steel-hard, like nothing I had ever seen before. Because at twenty-one I was still, technically, a virgin.I don’t know if this monster cock would have fit inside me in real life. It definitely wouldn’t have, my first time. But with Sex Magic, anything was possible. Especially if Sydney put her mind to it. Tears started running down my eyes as I clamped my thighs together, even as the enormous phantom cock forced them apart. “Sydney! NO! Not in front of them!”The psychic cock thrust into me- hard. “UNNNGH!”Then pulled almost all the way out, leaving just the tip inside. Then thrust back in. “AAAAH!”The psychic force had lifted me up onto my toes!Out. “UNN-”  In. “-AHH!”“Syd!” I begged, standing on wobbling legs, naked, red faced and dripping down my thighs in front of her friends. “Please, please please-” Sydney winked at me and the cock started fucking me in earnest. The three teens howled as I fell to hands and knees moaning and thrusting my hips, being driven face-down ass-up by this massive, invisible, overpowering phantom cock. “OH GOD OH GOD- AHHH- OH FUCK!” “God, she’s like a cat in heat!” Bailey laughed, watching me hump the air. “I always knew she was like this,” Sasha added. Kelly just took out her phone and started filming. And that’s when I felt the pressure on my mouth. “NO! SYD-” But the same magic that wouldn’t be denied on the lips between my legs forced open the lips on my face. I could actually feelit- massive, throbbing, hot, sliding into my mouth, forcing my jaw wider, hitting the back of my throat. And then beyond!My sister was forcing me to deep throat a twelve-inch psychic cock!I could feel the head pushing my tongue aside, the heat radiating off it, smell a man’s musk- Not that Sydney or I had any idea what an actual man smelled like down there, which was the tragedy of the whole thing.The barefooted teen girls around me were dying in laughter as I couldn’t close my mouth, couldn’t stop the drool dripping from my open lips, as I moaned and continued getting fucked, wordlessly, nude on the grass. “I can see it going down her throat!” Sasha howled, pointing a painted nail at my neck, which was bulging with every thrust of Sydney’s fake cock. “I can see her kidneys,” Bailey laughed from behind me. “Holy shit Syd- she’s a wide open as a cave!” I closed my eyes in humiliation and lust as the girls all laughed around me. “Yeah, my sister’s a gaper,” Sydney laughed, crossingher slim bare legs. “The doctors say that’s why she’s so susceptible to Sex Magic, because she went off to college and fucked so many guys in such a short time. They think it was fifty in her first two weeks!” Gagged, drooling, shivering with sexual frustration and rage as the two huge cocks fucked me, getting into a horrifying rhythm, I wanted to yell: It’s not true!I had been a good girl in college, keeping my legs crossed, dressing conservatively, not even dating because I was scared that boys would expect me to use Powers I didn’t have!I hadn’t even given a hand-job- my roommates where the ones sleeping with every stud they could find- I was just studying, waiting for my Powers to come in when I made ONE LITTLE COMMENT to my little sister about a picture she had posted on Facebook-<<Learned your lesson yet, sis?>>I could hear Sydney’s voice in my head, clear as day- was this another Power?I looked over and she was smiling. <<Yes, stupid, it’s another spell. Now have you learned why name calling is bad?>>I tried to nod my head, but the cock in my throat wouldn’t let me!The psychic tongues on my nipples, clit and asshole started again. The girls laughed as I shivered and moaned, gripping the grass tighter. Oh god- I was getting close! <<If you start playing with yourself right now I’ll let you cum>> Sydney’s voice in my head told me. <<Roll on your back, throw your legs in the air and start frigging yourself as fast as you can and I’ll finally let you orgasm>> it giggled. <<If I think you’reholdingback, even a little, it’s another blocked orgasm at the last second! And I may not give you another chance for forty-five more days. Maybe a hundred!>>I cried, tears freely streaming down my cheeks.I couldn’t, not with these brats watching!But I had to- I was wetting my sheets every night like a little girl, dripping and gasping and unable to touch myself as I ground against my mattress- I had to orgasm when I had the chance!!!<<Last chance, big sister...>>Crying, I flipped onto my back and attacked my clit with both hands.“Holy shit- she’s diddling herself!!!” Bailey howled. “OMG!”“In public- under the opensun,” Kelly clucked, shaking her head as she zoomed her phone in. “And for the whole worldto see!”This video was going to end up everywhere- my life was ruined!But I couldn’t care about that as my orgasm approached. My palm was on my pubic bone, my fingers strumming across my clit as hard and fast as I could physically move them, just like Syd wanted. I spread my legs wide, pointing my toes to look more open just so she wouldn’t block me at the last second...OH GOD, it had been SO LONG-“A true bitch in heat,” Sasha snorted as I moaned and masturbated. “No proper girl would everdo that. Not even under all the spells in the world.”“Yeah,” Sydney laughed. “I guess my big sister really is just a whore.”I came, screaming around the phantom cock in my mouth. My hips were thrusting, my legs shaking from ankle to crotch, my new tits bouncing like volleyballs as I shook and came and came and came. The fake cocks came too- spurting phantom jizz into my holes. I could tasteit- hot and salty and god there was so much of it- cutting off my air! The girls laughed as I lapped and swallowed and gulped down the empty air, I didn’t know what perverted impulse had made Sydney include that detail, or if she would let me choke on phantom cum- but I wasn’t going to find out!I felt it in my womb too, a cock spurting forceful jet after jet, filling me up and then overfilling, dripping down my thighs, it felt like I had a gallon of cum pouring down my ass! But when my orgasm finally ended and I collapsed back onto the grass, breathless, I realized what I felt dripping down my legs was just my own juices. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw four giggling teen-aged girls staring down at me.All virgins themselves, none except Syd even had their Powers yet.  Girls didn't need to put out, or even dress provocatively, in a Sex Magic world to be popular with boys.  Hemlines and teen-sex rates were dropping to Biblical levels.  And I had just diddled myself silly in front of all of them.  <<Enjoy that?>> Sydney’s voice laughed in my head. <<Because whenever you’re not serving my friends’ every whim hand and foot today, I’m going to make you cum like that every FIFTEEN MINUTES for the rest of the afternoon. And that’s ALL the orgasms you’re going to get, for the rest of the year!>>I broke down in full, bawling, tears. “Please- Sydney- no-”<<Hey big sis- who’s the WHORE now?>>
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The girls used me the rest of the afternoon. Bailey loved throwing sticks and making me fetch them in my mouth like a dog, or just casually sitting in her chair and ordering “Roll over- sit up- roll over- jump! Roll over-” until I was exhausted, panting, begging her to stop. Sometimes Sydney used her Powers to have tongues licking my ass and pussy as I followed Bailey’s commands, to make it worse.   Kelly got off on making me lie over her lap and spanking me- actually spanking me nude like a baby- until I was wailing and shaking and kicking my legs with a burning red ass. At which point she would push me to the ground and Sydney would instantly start using her Powers to steadily arouse me until I came violently, screaming, with Kelly laughing and telling me to “Enjoy it! Because you’ve got another spanking starting the second you finish!” And Sasha bided her time, cornering me in the house a few times when the other girls’ were checking their phones, making me sit on a counter and pull my knees to my chest, then sticking one or two or three fingers inside me, just feeling around, making me gasp as she discovered my g-spot or clit, always making me lick her fingers clean of my copious juices before laughing and telling me to run off.  And when Syd found out a few days later, she incorporated that into my nightly rituals, making me finger and lick my own juices as she giggled and took pictures so all her friends could laugh at the disgusted faces I was making.But Sydney kept her word, and before our parents came home from work, she used her Powers to make me have a screaming, bucking, top-of-my-lungs orgasm outside in the grass in front of her laughing friends, fifteen more mind-melding times. And then kept me solidly denied for the next two hundred and nineteen days of the year, no matter how much I screamed, begged or cried my eyes out to her. But I never, ever, called my little sister a dirty name again.

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Blogger comments broken, so I'm replying here

Okay guys, something's going weird in my Blogger site where I can't reply to all the awesome comments anymore, so I'll reply by quick post here instead.

First off, THANK YOU for all the comments on the "What should I write next?" post!  The pure number of them were overwhelming, and recharged my incentive to write again!

Based on the number of replies and logistics, it's looking like the next thing I'll do is Sex Powers University episode 3.6 to close out that year, then Accidental Porn Star 6 to close out that story in a satisfying way.  After that it's new horizons. 

No dates yet, I always get in trouble when I promise dates, but I'll start working on it in 2018.

And a special shout out to LM Williams who commented on my "What it takes to write good femdom fiction" post- congrats on getting your first femdom story up on Smashwords!  I got my copy, and if  you want any private feedback on a certain section or something, just let me know at pfdee@comcast.net.  You're just getting to the fun part of being a writer- keep it up!

Thanks again all you readers and happy holidays!

PFD

What should I write next?

So I've got a lot of femdom ideas floating around my head and hard drive, but nothing really gelling into a story.  So I figured I'd throw it out to you, the readers.   
Do you want me to finish Sex Powers University Year 3 with episode 3.6? The Accidental Porn Star? The SPH after-college cuck story?  Or start something else entirely?
What's a type of story you've never seen anywhere else but always WANTED?  
Not saying I'll do it, but it would be interesting to see, for me anyway, what readers of this blog wanted to see next.  
(And you might get lucky- 'Steel World' was born from a reader's comment, so who knows?)
Thanks!PFD

What it takes to write great femdom fiction

So I just posted a simple little CFNM/gynocracy story on this site called "Adjusting", and I thought I'd let aspiring writers get a peek behind the curtain of what it takes to write something like that.

Adjusting clocks in at just under 6,000 words, making it a short story for me but a Lord-of-the-Rings length epic novel for most online e-book resellers.

So how long do you think I spent writing it? 
I hope it seemed simple and effortless, because that's what I was going for, but in reality, I've been working on different drafts of "Adjusting" for 3 months now:



That's TWELVE drafts from 6/25 to 9/26, or exactly 3 months.  Now, I wasn't working full time on the story, every day.  I definitely took big breaks.  But each of those drafts were full of big changes.

I had drafts where Brad didn't get stroked at all until the last third.   I had drafts where Elle made him cum, drafts where he made himself cum.  That tickling section I took out and put back in three times.  (And I'm still not sure it doesn't bog down the flow of a simple story.)

But most of all, I wanted things to just FLOW.  Most of what I was polishing between each draft came down to making sure each sentence led effortlessly into the next for the reader.  So things just moved.

Compare "Adjusting" to a normal Literotica story that would starts off with 5 paragraphs of "Peternia was an island that was made women-run in the Great Revolution of 2021 and here laid out are its social structure and political aims..."

Or a story that has many recurring paragraphs of "Brad knew Elle didn't want him to cover his junk but he also knew he really loved showing his penis off to Brittany but he also knew that he was smaller than average but he also also knew that really turned him on..."

So I tried to get rid of flow breaking exposition and do everything in the moment.  That's what I think makes a great short story.  You guys will have to tell me if it worked.

 Where did the story idea come from?
A lot of erotic readers comment "You should do a story about a gynocracy!" or "A world where men are kept naked and horny ALL the time!"  And I totally, 100% appreciate the effort and intent of reader comments- they're half of what keep me writing!  But those aren't enough to start a story.

There's no tension, no frisson in that type of comment or story seed.  So why did I write "Adjusting"?  Simple:  It was Brittany's line:  "So?  How are you guys adjusting?  With all the changes?"

Imagining two smug, laughing women having a drink, casually talking about one of them moving to an island where the other's mate suddenly can't wear any clothes was SUCH an image- I could just HEAR the giggle in Brittany's voice when she asked that- I had to write this story.

That was the seed, the genesis of the whole story, and everything, down to the tone of the piece, followed from that.   After 3 months of work.


Does it follow my femdom rules for writing?
I made my 8 rules of Femdom Writing for a reason- mainly to give me a way to describe good femdom writing to others, but also to remind myself.

In "Adjusting", there are four main escalations to the action:

Brad comes out naked and is exposed to Brittany for the first timeBrad gets stroked by ElleBrad gets stroked/tickled by BrittanyBrad is made to cum loudly and explosivelySo with those four pillars in place, all I had to do was string "supporting text" between them and I had a story.  If you really want to become a better writer, see if you can go back to the story and spot the difference between a pillar and a supporting cable in the text.  (Hint: the cables are all typically Brad's reactions to things or fallout from what just happened.)

This follows my Rule of Escalation.

Look at the end- Brittany HAS to end with the Promise of More.  If she had just said "Cool, we'll never do that again." that would have been a let-down.  This is why the last rule exists. 

We don't feel things unless Brad feels them, Dialogue being Hard but Hot, etc etc, I think I did a pretty good job at following the rules this time.

Is this helping any?  I hope it's helping.  Anyway, I don't talk about this stuff to toot my own horn (toot-toot) but truly, to improve the level of femdom/erotic writing I come across out there.

Because if 10, 100, 1000 of you all start writing hot femdom/CFNM/SPH/denial/humiliation stories I can get lost in, I can finally retire!

Stay frosty my friends,
P.F. Dee

Adjusting (CFNM, FF/M)

(So a long time ago, some unknown author wrote a great story about a first-world island which was completely and totally women-dominated.  The idea stuck with me, so here's a short story in that universe...)



Adjusting


“So how are you two adjusting?” Brittany giggled, crossing her bare legs on Elle’s couch. “With all the changes?” The slim brunette was dressed for a night out on the town: shimmery spaghetti-strap top and short shorts that showed off nearly all of her smooth, tanned legs. “Well it wasn’t such a big change for me,” Elle laughed, sipping her iced drink. The taller athletic blonde was dressed for a Friday night at home: casual t-shirt, jeans, bare feet. “New job, same field. For Brad,however, moving to a country that doesn’t let men wear any clothes at all...” “Is a little humiliating?” Brittany laughed. “Some boys love it, you know. Finally being able to show off their bits to every cute girl they meet!”Elle snorted. “No, Brad’s definitely gone the otherway. He hasn’t left the apartment since we got to the island!” The twenty-seven-year-old brunette looked quizzically around the small flat. “Really? I thought he’d gone for a run or something...”“Hell no! He’s been hiding in the bedroom ever since I told him you were coming over!” “You mean he’s right over-” Brittany spun and leaned over her side of the couch, to yell at the closed bedroom door just a few feet away. “Come on out BRAD!” she giggled. “I PROMISEI won’t laugh!” There was a pause, then a muffled reply from the other side. “I’m good! Thanks!” Now his girlfriend laughed too. “Brad! Seriously, come out here! You’re just being silly!” “Just... give me some more time!”“If you don’t open that door right now, I’m inviting Brit to stay over all weekend,” Elle said. “Then she’ll get to see you do so many more humiliating things up close and perso-” The door jerked open just a crack, a blushing young man barely peeking his head out the gap. “Elle, please! This is humiliating enough already! To be stripped and shaved at the airport, totally naked for cab ride here-”“The shaving’s my favorite part,” Brittany giggled to her friend. “You can take away all of a man’s clothes, but taking away all of his body hair is what really makes him feel like a kid again.” “It was barbaric! A violation of my rights!”“You knew what you were getting into,” his girlfriend chuckled, “agreeing to move with me to a totally female-run island for a year.” “I bet he didn’t,” Brittany giggled, slowly twirling her crossed foot in the air. “It’s a little different than the pamphlets, isn’t it Brad? To be kept totallynaked 24/7, like a helpless little boy at the beach?” The naked man blushed harder, making eye contact with the clothed woman for the first time. Her sparkly top was really just a sparkly front- he could see her bare back and the sides of her small, pert breasts as she leaned away from the couch. And her legs looked so tanned and toned, all the way down to her slim, nude feet and painted toes-“Look, Brittany,” he swallowed, still hiding behind the door, “it’s nothing personal, but-”The brunette leaned over and stage whispered to her friend. “Is his penis really thatsmall? You always told me he had a smaller than average cock, but is it really so tinythat he's ashamed to be seen by other adult women-" “It's not that!” Brad blurted out, making both women laugh. “Get out here then,” Elle said, sipping her drink. “We’re in our own apartment, for goodness sake! And it’s just Brittany.”“Yeah Brad,” the smaller woman giggled, slowly twirling her bare foot with its hot pink painted toenails again. “It’s just me.” Brad gulped, looking at his girlfriend again. “Elle, please!”“You know you’re basically my property here, right?” the blonde laughed. “I could tie you up with a leash and collar in the backyardfor the entire apartment complex to see, and the police wouldn’t stop me- they’d help me!”“Oh jeez, come on-”“I could sign you up to model in a high school sketch class allsemester and make you swallow you two Viagra before you left every morning,” she laughed, watching his face. “So you’d be trapped naked and helpless in a tiny room full of mean, giggling, under-aged girls with your silly boner rock hard and untouchable all day-”“Elle, shit!”“You could deny his orgasms,” Brittany giggled. “You know that, right? He’s not even allowed to pop off here unless you say so! It’s not enforced much unless the woman insists, but if you ever wanted to stop Brad from playing with himself-”“They can't do that!” he gasped. “They can!” Brittany laughed back. “The police have these little curved cages they lock around naughty boys’ dicks, to keep them from getting hard. The comfy ones are made of plastic or maybe a stiff rubber.” She smiled at him again. “But I’m partial to the too-tight metal ones...” “That’s perfect!" Elle laughed, slapping her knee. "Okay Brad, unless you get out here on the couch and say hello to our old friend Brittany in threeseconds, you’re getting some shiny new metal jewelry for your cock! And then no masturbating for a solid month!""Elle!" "Three! Two-” Both women laughed as a very naked, very red-faced man bolted out of the bedroom to dive onto the couch next to his girlfriend, as far away as possible from the laughing brunette. “Wow! That was fast!” Brittany giggled. “You must play yourself a LOT, huh Brad?”“NO!” “Oh?” Elle said. “Then maybe I should make that rule anyway? Okay, no masturbation for you for one month then-”“Elle!” Both girls laughed as the boy blushed even harder, barely keeping his naked crotch covered with both hands. His girlfriend smirked. “Tell Brittany you’re sorry for making her wait.” “I’m... sorry for making you wait!”The brunette laughed, a hand over her mouth. “Don’t worry about it, sexy. Good to seeyou again!” She leisurely looked over the blushing, naked man covering himself just feet from her. “You look good- have you been working out?”Brad’s throat was as dry as the Sahara, but Elle elbowed him meaningfully in the ribs and he somehow croaked: “I guess!” Elle was still shaking her head at her embarrassed, nude boyfriend. “This could take some getting used to.” “It always does,” Brittany giggled. “He’s uh, still covering himself, by the way.”“So he is!” Elle laughed, looking down at the blushing man’s crotch. “Brad, if you don’t relax and uncover yourself in front of Brittany like a realPeternian man, I can easily make it twomonths without masturbation for you.”“Elle, please!”“Just try me, Brad!” Brad looked in his girlfriend’s firm, unwavering eyes, then swallowed hard and slowly moved his hands away from his hairless crotch. To let his three-quarters stiff dick spring out. “Oh wow!” Brittany howled. “Good to see you too, Brad!” Elle was rubbing her forehead. “Oh Jesus, Brad- really?” The blushing boy couldn’t cover his dick, and now couldn’t hide his quickly growing arousal either. “No! It’s just... I can’t help it!” “Yeah, a lot of new movers seem to have that problem,” Brittany giggled, stretching her tanned, bare legs out on the ottoman.“Especially around me.”“Well Brad better get his ‘little problem’ under control,” Elle said, raising an eyebrow at him. “And fast.” “Elle, I’m trying!” the boy gasped, even as his stiff erection continued getting stiffer right in front of the women. Brittany giggled again, then turned to face her friend. “So! How’s the new job going?” “Well, it’s pretty incredible,” Elle said, still chuckling at Brad’s exposed and hardeningerection. “To be able to head up a major university’s quantum computing department? I’d be waiting twentyyears for that chance like that back home. And I get to work with ALL the top women in my field!” “And the pay is good?”“Only like three times what I’d make in industry. Brit, I don’t know they afford it!”Brad couldn’t believe the girls could just casually talk like this, while he was totally naked and hard right next to them! And to make it worse, Brittany’s legs were right in the center of his view, visible no matter where in the room he tried to look. Her lean thighs, her tight calves, her slim feet with their perfectly painted toenails...Brad grunted as his cock got even harder.“That better have been for me,” Elle coughed, raising an eyebrow at him again.“It is!” he gasped, tearing his eyes away from Brittany’s feet. “I mean- Elle, I can’t help it!” “That’s what all little boys say,” Brittany giggled. “Oh, Elle, here’s a Peternian Life Tip: don’t walk by a middle school in any kind of short skirt or high heels, unless you want to get every boy out at recess spanked for unauthorized erections at school!” Brad’s girlfriend frowned at him. “Well I’d expect myman to have a littlemore control around women than some twelve year-old with his first hard-on!”Brad’s face was fully red. “Elle, I’m sorry! I can’t really control it!” Elle sighed, then nodded. “It's okay honey. I guess I'll just have to control it for you then.” And just as casually as she would grab a soda out of the fridge, she reached down and grabbed his straining erection. “ELLE!”He tried to jump away, but she yankedhim back down. “You pull away and it’s two months in chastity!” she barkedas Brittany died of laughter across the couch, watching the struggling Brad being held in place by his dick. “You get off this couch and I'm locking you in one of those tight steel cages for twomonths! Andgiving Brittany the key on the weekends when I’m not around, to do whatever the hell she wants with you!”The brunette pumped her fist. “Sweet! I've always wanted a naked chaste butler cleaningmy apartment!”The shaking man forced himself to sit back down on the couch next to his fully clothed girlfriend, who still held him firmly by his hard cock. “Elle, please!” he gasped, shivering as her hand gripped his naked erection. “This is humiliating!”“As humiliating as you not being able to control your dick around my best friend from college?”“I can control it! Just let me go into the bedroom and-” She silenced him with a hard squeeze to his shaft. “Ooof!”“Can you believe,” Elle said, turning again to her still-giggling friend, “that I saw a woman jerking her husband off on the subway, on my first day here? She was just sitting there, checking her phone and holding his hard-on like this, like it was nothing! And when she started stroking him off, none of the other female riders on the train even said anything!” “Yeah, that’s a pretty common sight in Peternia,” Brittany giggled, watching Brad's panic grow. “Did she make him cum, or just keep him hard the entire ride?”“Cum! Right into a handkerchief!”“Sometimes the woman needs to ‘empty’ her man before they go to a fancy restaurant, or their daughter’s ballet recital, somewhere that erections would be really inappropriate,” Brittany giggled, then met Brad’s eyes. “But most mothers just throw their sons over their lap and spanktheir inappropriate little boners away. That’s what I’d do.”“Oh god!” Brad gasped, making both women giggle. “So you wouldn’t mind if I helped Brad out a little?” Elle laughed, feeling her boyfriend’s cock pulsing in her hand. “Right now?”“Fine with me,” Brittany laughed, then winked at the horribly blushing naked man. “It probably won't even take a minute.” Brad almost jumped out of his skin as he felt his girlfriend’s hand start moving up and down his shaft in a very practiced motion. “Elle! You can’t be serious!”“Now Brad, I don’t want you embarrassing us with these lewd boner around Brittany all the time,” Elle chuckled, speeding up her strokes. “I’ll just empty you real quick and then we’ll order some takeout, okay?” He was trying to climb away as best he could without breaking her ‘stay on couch’ rule. “NO! Not in front of HER!” “Brad, you’re either cumming right now, in front of Brit, or I mean it- I won’t let you masturbate, or cum, or even touch me for the next two months straight!” she laughed, stroking even faster. “Hell, let’s make it three!” “I change my vote, I change my vote!” Brittany squealed, waving her hands in the air. “Let’s do the three months of denial! If I had a cutie boyfriend like Brad I’d want him desperate, aching and blue-balled for me all the time too!” “Hmmm, now I hadn’t thought of that,” Elle laughed, breaking rhythm just before Brad would have spurted all over his chest. She gave him three fast strokes then two slow ones, keeping him off balance. “Having him hard and pining away for me all day while I’m at work? Eager as a little puppy when I got home, his boner always stiff and ready for petting...” She grinned at her red-faced boyfriend. “Sounds like a pretty good life, eh Brad?”He was seconds away from cumming! “NO!”She laughed, then stopped her strokes just a few seconds before the red faced man would have spurted. “Sit tight, Brad, I’ve got to think about this one.” He gasped in relief, until her hand started stroking again a second later, just much more loosely. “But I promise you’ll know about my decision right when Brittany does.” “Elle!”She was still stroking, and he was already so close!Ignoring the panicked man, Elle relaxed into the couch, stretching her long, jean-clad legs onto the ottoman just as Brittany had. “So how’s the Italian food here? Any better than back home?” “Oh, loads better!” Brittany giggled, also pretending to ignore the naked, squirming Brad. “There’s this greatlittle bistro on 45thI’ve got to take you to sometime.” “Want to go Tuesday night? I get off work early.”“Oh, I can’t, I’ve got Pilates Tuesday.” Brad gasped. This was crazy! He was getting slowly stroked towards the biggest orgasm of his life in front of two giggling women, and neither of them were even looking at him! “Elle...” But a quick hard squeeze to his cock made him shut his mouth again. “Ahh!”“Well, how about next Friday night?” Brittany giggled, still only looking at the blonde. “Then we can reallyhave some fun.” Elle lengthened her strokes. “Oh? How’sthat?” “We could both dress up in sexy clubbing clothes and go to this great new dance place on 47thafter. They throw foam parties every Friday night- Elle, they’re hot hot HOT!” “Why?”“Well it’s warm, clean foam and it just slidesall down your body like a big, wet tongue,” Brittany shivered, actually ignoring the squirming Brad now. “And all the girls dancing inside- I told you it was only girls, right? The boys have to be tied up outside- anyway, all the girls dancing inside are pressed SO close, we’re just like, grindingagainst one another. It’s run by women of course and the drinks are half off if you’re hot, so last time me and my girlfriends got sowasted we started just throwingoff our clothes when the DJ really got going and then we were all totally naked and covered in foam and just grinding our wet, drunk bodies against one another to the beat and letting our hands go anywhere they wanted-”“Oh FUCK!” Brad cried, but Elle had already let go of his shaking dick.“Don’t you darecum, Brad! You cum and I’m locking your cock up for three months!” Brad roared, his butt arching off the couch while his white-knuckled fingers dug into the leather cushions. “ARRGHHHH! ELLE!”“Three months!” she yelled. “I MEAN it!” He clenched his PC muscles as hard as he possibly could, his neck straining, his cock shaking, untouched, about to explode--before he fell heavily back against the sofa, panting. But with all his cum still inside him. “You are solucky, Mister!” Elle said, frowning as she wiped her hand off on her jeans. “If you had cum without my permission, while imagining Brittany and all her girlfriends naked and dancing- you’d better believe I’d lock up your cock for half a year!”Brad could barely talk- his pulse was pounding in his ears, his cock as painfully hard as it could get, his balls about to burst! “Elle- I’m sorry! I... couldn’t... help it!” “I guess it’s sort of my fault,” Brittany giggled. “Sometimes I forget that little boys can’t handle adultstories.” She winked at him. “Sorry Bradley.” “Brad, why don't you go cool down a little?” Elle said, still frowning. She pointed across the apartment. “Go get me a refill from the kitchen. Sangria and ice. Hurry!” She snapped her fingers, making the blushing man jump. “You want anything, Brit?” “Sangria and ice sounds great,” Brittany giggled, watching Brad race into the kitchen, his thick, painfully hard hard-on leading the way.“And no touching yourself while you do it!” Elle called after him, then shook her head. “I'm sorry about that, Brit...” “Don't be! It wassorta hot, seeing him all helpless and turned on like that...” she giggled, leaning around the couch to catch a peek of Brad’s ass as he prepared their drinks, his front pressed tightly against the kitchen counter. “I mean, he was so reserved back in college- we could never even get him to talkabout sex, remember?”“Yeah,” Elle laughed. “Even after three years of dating, he wouldn’t even sleep in the nude next to me most nights. But now he has no choice!” “That’s why I love new movers! After a while, most Peternian men get so used to nudity, they barely get embarrassed by their cocks anymore,” Brittany sighed. “So enjoy these first few months while you can!” “Somehow, I don’t think Brad will ever get ‘used to’ getting uncontrolled hard-ons around you.”“I sure hope not!”The blonde laughed too, slowly shaking her head. “So, do you have a boyfriend out here yet, Brit? I didn’t think you’d be the type of girl to get tied down.” “Oh trust me- if I take a boy home, he’sdefinitely the one getting tied down!” the smaller girl said, and both women laughed again. Brittany shook her head. “I’ve got a few booty calls I hit from time to time, but nothing too serious. And if I’m really having a dry patch, one of the married girls from the office lets me borrow their husband for a night. A few hours of sitting on his face and suddenly I feel a lot better!” Elle almost coughed out the last of her drink. “Really?”Brittany tilted her head. “You know that most women on the island share lovers, right? And what woman cares if her man gets a few hours of extra practice pleasing women with his tongue?”“Wow. That’s, uh, really trusting.” “Not really,” the brunette giggled. “Since all the girls in my office know that I’d never, everlet one of their hubbies pop off when they’re with me!”“Never?”“Of course not,” the brunette laughed. “The closest I’ll let them get is humping my carpet while they suck my toes and I vibrate myself silly in front of them. And then it’s back into their metal cock cage for a long blue ride home!” Elle laughed out loud. “Really!”Brittany held up two fingers. “Scout’s honor!”Elle laughed again, then more quietly to herself, so that Brad couldn’t hear. “Really...” And after thinking to herself for another quiet moment, Elle extended her legs to take up the spot on her side of the couch where Brad had been sitting. So that when he turned the corner out of the kitchen, two large drinks in his hands, he froze between them, looking over the vastly reduced seating choices. “Um...” Elle stretched out her hand to grab her refill. “I’ll take that honey, thanks.” He swallowed, still standing in front of the L-shaped couch, nude with a drink in his hand. “Um, can you move over a little?” “Don’t be rude Brad. Why don’t you go sit next to Brittany for a bit?”“But-” “Sit next to Brittany for a while,” Elle laughed, watching her boyfriend’s reaction. His cock which had gone half soft while he prepared the drinks, was twitching harder again. “In fact, I orderyou to.” “Come on cutie,” Brittany laughed, scooting over and patting the cushions next to her. “I don’t bite!” He blushed, still frozen between the two smirking girls, nude and getting harder. “Elle!”“Brad, I orderyou to sit next to Brittany,” Elle said. “Or I’m buying a chastity belt and locking away your orgasms. Tonight.” The blood was draining from his face. “But... why?!” Elle just sipped her drink and laughed. “Because I say so.”“Oh god, oh god-” Brittany laughed as a nervous Brad started approaching her end of the couch, his chest expanding and contracting a little faster as he blushed and sat down, their legs touching. “Oh relax, it’ll be just like Freshman year Chem all over again,” Brittany laughed, taking her drink before hespilled it. “Except this time I’ll going to borrow a little more than your pen.” And just like Elle had, she casually reached down to grab Brad’s hardening cock. “HEY!”“Don’t you dare get off that couch Brad!” his girlfriend laughed. “Or it’s threemonths in chastity! Guaranteed!” “Oh GOD!” he gasped as the smaller girl held him there by his quickly hardening dick just like Elle had. He hadn’t felt another hand on his cock besides Elle’s in almost three years! And Brittany’s touch was sodifferent that his girlfriend’s, lighter and more playful as she squeezed and explored his hardness, feeling every ridge and curve as he stiffened in her fingers-“OH GOD!”Brittany giggled to her friend, still squeezing Brad's cock harder.  “You sure you don’t mind, Elle?  You two are still so new here...” For her part, Elle’s heart was beating faster too. “No. We’ve got to adapt to local customs, Brit. As long as you keep to your rule.” The brunette tilted her head. “My rule? Oh yeah,” she giggled, then winked at the other woman. “Scout’s honor.” She turned to the gasping man next to her. “So Brad, happy you moved to Peternia yet?” She laughed and gave him three fast strokes. “OH FUCK!”“He's responsive, I like that,” Brittany laughed as Brad squirmed next to her. “Like driving a cute little sports car!” “Jeez!”She giggled and slowed her strokes, turning to the other woman. “So have you guys made plans for the Fourth yet? With all the Americans around, it’s as big a deal here as it is back in the States.” “Really?” Elle giggled. “With fireworks and everything?” “Oh, there’ll be plenty of fireworks,” Brittany laughed as Brad bucked in her stroking hand. “OhJesus!”“Hush Brad,” Elle chided. “You were saying, Brit?” “Well, have you ever seen three rows of seven guys all fire off their loads into the air, at the exact same time? They call it a ‘21-cum salute’!” the girl giggled. “The local high school cheerleaders help out with the stroking- they’re trained to work as a team, you know. And they look so cute in their little matching bras and panties, it’s almost a Peternian tradition now!” She leaned back, relaxing while still moving her wrist. “And most of the boys are locals too: they’re volunteered by their mothers or sisters, and their cocks have been locked up for a solid month or two beforehand so they’re really nice and pent up when the cheerleaders start oiling up-” “OH FUCK OH GOD-” But just like Elle had, Brittany had disappeared from Brad’s cock right just as he screamed. “Nope!” she laughed, even grabbing his wrists so he couldn’t finish the job himself. “Oh no you don't!” “ARRRGGGH!” He was fighting her grip, trying to get his hands free. “Brad!” Elle barked. “Don’t you dare touch yourself or it’s six months in chastity! A YEAR! TWO! Hands on your head, NOW!”And somehow the desperate man did, grabbing his hair even as his hips bucked into the air, seeking that one, last stroke that would send him over the edge- “FUUUUUCKKK!”Both women broke into laughter as the frustrated man collapsed back on to the couch, stamping his feet in frustration. “DAMN IT! FUCK!”“Oh god, Brit,” Elle laughed, covering her mouth. “That was even closer than mine!”The brunette laughed. “What can I say?” She kicked her tanned legs up on the ottoman, almost making Brad cum from just the sight. “Two years on this island, and I'm like the freakin’ Cock Whisperer!” Brad was panting, totally desperate now, hands still on his head. “ELLE! This isn’t FAIR!” “It’s totally fair,” she laughed. “First you try to cum, picturing our guest naked? And now you want to blow your load thinking about under-aged schoolgirls in their panties? You perv!”He was beet red. “It’s not... like that!” “Aw, it’s okay if you want to jack off into high school cheerleaders’ panties,” Brittany giggled, sliding a hand over his heaving pecs. “Most little boys on the island do.” She twisted his erect nipple, making him the gasping boy yelp. “I don’t want to... jack off into used cheerleaders’ panties!”“Don’t lie to me Bradley. Especiallyif you’re still as ticklish as you used to be in college...”His eyes got huge. “NO-” But the girl had already pounced on him, nails first. “FUCK! STOP IT!” “Brad- don’t resist her!” Elle ordered, but it was pointless- the tiny brunette was already dominating the larger, thrashing man. Her sharp fingernails found his ribs, his stomach, his armpits, making him gasp and spasm even as he tried to push her away. “Brittany! STOP!” She pushed the gasping boy over and straddled him on the couch, tickling his stomach, his armpits, inside his thighs, wherever he wasn’t defending at the moment.“Admit you want to jack off into high school girls’ panties!” she laughed as the boy howled below her, gasping and thrashing. “Big piles of soft, warm, used cotton panties! You’d love to sniff them all wouldn’t you Brad?”“NO!”“Admit it!” Brittany laughed, as she now attacked where ever she wanted, as Brad started having trouble breathing. “Admit it or I’ll keep going until you pass out!” He was in spasms, totally unable to defend himself from the much smaller woman. “Elle! HELP ME!”“Oh Brad,” his girlfriend chuckled, covering her mouth. “How are you ever going to survive on this island?”“ADMIT IT!” “YES!” he finally screamed as Brittany started on the soles of his feet, her weight holding his legs down “I want to!”“Want to what?”“I want to jack off into cheerleaders’ panties!”She tickled the naked, helpless boy for a few more seconds before finally getting off him, breathing a little hard herself. “Oh god, I haven’t had that much fun since my babysitting days!” Brittany laughed, adjusting her hair before sitting down again. “Now I’ll definitely be coming over to see you guys a lot more!”But Brad was a hundred times worse, a cherry-faced, sweating, humiliated, hyper-ventilating mess on the couch. And he was still rock hard. “Sure, whenever you want,” Elle laughed, looking at her man’s cock. “Brad seems to enjoy it. And Brad, when she’s visiting, if Brittany ever wants to tickle you, you have to let her.” The man was almost on the verge of crying, his cock still rock hard. “No!”Elle was just shaking her head. “You know Brad, if you had just let me empty you real quick in front of Brittany when I first wanted you to, you definitely would have a lot been better off than you are now! Now that I've seen how hot you look, squirmy and desperate and getting dominated by a girl half your size- oh god, Brad, I don't know if you're going to cumming very often this year!” “I agree,” Brittany giggled, sliding a hand between the panting boy’s legs. “He’s much more fun like this.” And the shaking man did burst into tears when Brittany’s soft hand found his cock and started stroking again. “ELLE!” Elle laughed and finally took her legs off the couch. “Oh, it’s okay honey, I’ll protect you from mean old Brittany- why don't you come back over and sit next to me?” The totally humiliated man did, running back to his girlfriend’s side of the couch, blushing even more as Brittany pinched his ass as passed. “Go on, you big baby!” He was dizzy as he sat down next to his girlfriend again, breathing hard. “Elle, please, let's just-” “Hush honey, women are talking.  Don't interrupt.” And Elle smiled as her hand slid down to start stroking her boyfriend’s rock-hard cock again and Brad didn’t make a peep of protest over it. Brad bit his tongue as Elle idly stroked his cock for the next fifteen minutes as she and Brittany discussed local shopping spots, island politics, even the finale of a TV show they had both been following, both women totally ignoring the blushing, gasping man except for giggling when he grunted and bucked, when Elle inevitably stopped her stimulation seconds before he would have orgasmed each time. Their giggles turned into outright laughs as Elle edged him five, ten, fifteen more times and Brad’s gasps became outright curses after each barely-denied orgasm.“FUCK!”“Getting closer babe?” Elle laughed, giving him long, deep strokes again. “Have your views about having orgasms in front of our friend Brittany changed from the beginning of the night?”The gasping, red-faced man looked over at the slim, composed brunette who was watching him slowly approach the edge one more time and blushed harder than he ever thought possible. “NO!”“He’ll eventually change his mind,” Brittany giggled. “A lot of new movers start off really shy about their orgasms.  But there are some mothers who never let their sons beat off unless it’s at a crowded dinner party. There are hundreds of boys on this island who have never had a private orgasm at all!” “Oh JESUS!” Brad gasped, his balls painfully tight. He was holding on by the barest of margins!Elle laughed. “Is that what you want Brad? To have only public orgasms on the island this year? Do you want to be Peternia’s newest little public exhibitionist porn star?”Brad was so close, he wasn’t sure he was hearing straight! “WHAT?! Elle! NO!”“Okay, I’ll guess we’ll just start with Brittany, then.” She removed her hand from his cock and replaced it with the man’s own. “New rule Brad: this year, you’re ONLY allowed to cum by your own hand, ONLY once a week, and ONLY if Brittany’s here to watch.”“Yeaaa!” the brunette laughed. “My own special Friday night show!” “Elle! NO!” Elle laughed, using her own hand to drive Brad’s up and down on his dripping, desperate cock. “You really don’t want to stroke for Brittany? After all that, you really want to wait a whole week to have the chance to cum again?”Both women waiting, giggling expectantly at the naked, gasping, red-faced man. And when the humiliated man holding his own cock couldn’t say anything, Brittany laughed and yawned, making a big show of stretching her arms. “Well, I should really get going...” Elle even moved her hand faster, making his stroke his own length harder. “Don’t you have something to ask Brittany?”  Brad swallowed, but he still couldn’t speak!The brunette giggled and stood up, heading towards the door. “Oh well, I always did like denied Bradley better! See you guys next week!” “No!” he gasped. “Um...”“Better hurry!” Elle laughed, pushing his hand faster, using two hands to force him to stroke. “It will be your last chance to ask for seven days!” Brad’s toes were gripping the deep carpet. “OH fuck, Elle, please!”“I’m deadly serious Brad!”“Well, nice seeing you guys again,” Brittany laughed, grabbing her jacket. “Too bad you weren’t more fun.  Maybe I won’t be coming over next Friday.   Or the next...”“I... NO!” She giggled, waiting at the door. “Yes Brad?”Heart pounding, gasping for breath, he closed his eyes and blurted out the words. “Can I cum please?!”She paused, letting Elle get him a few strokes closer. “I’d like it if you called me Miss Brittany when you asked me about your cummies, Bradley.” “Miss Brittany!” he gasped, his face totally red. “MAY I PLEASE ORGASM NOW?!!”She waited again, scrunching her pink-painted toenails into the thick carpet, giggling at the tall, handsome boy she had once had such a crush on in college. “Sure. Go ahead.”Elle changed the angle and speed of her strokes by some imperceptible amount and Brad erupted.“AHHH! AAHHHHHHHHH!” She jumped away as cum shot all over his chest and the girls just laughed as Brad was forced to keep stroking to complete his humiliating, toe-curling public orgasm on his own.“FUUUUUCK! ARRGGHHHHHHHH!” “Wow, he’s a real screamer, huh?!” Brittany laughed. “Yeah, I guess Peternia really brought out the porn star in him!” Elle howled, watching the cum-shots go up her boyfriend’s neck, almost reaching his face.  "That was almost a facial!" Hearing the two girls laugh only made his orgasm harder and Brad thrusted his hips and flailed his legs as the sensations overtook him. And when he was finally done, Brad was a humiliated, semen-covered mess on the couch, trembling in the afterglow and humiliation. He had never cum that hard in his entire life, ever! “Oh. My. God!” Brittany laughed, covering her mouth. “Can I bring some girls from work with me next week? If he’s like that every time he’s going to be real popular around here!” “No.... Elle! Please!” He couldn’t! And in front of even more women?!!?“Sounds fine to me,” Elle giggled, ignoring her man. “The more the merrier! I’ll get one of those little pink rubber chastity cages for him tonight, make sure he’s got a big, loud load for you guys next Friday.”“Elle!”“Brad, for the next year, you can’t cum unless Brittany gives you permission,” his girlfriend laughed, wiping her hands on her jeans. “Beg her, not me!”“And if I go to the trouble of bringing my girls all the way over here,” the brunette giggled, slipping on her high heels, “I expect a good show! You better be as loud or louder as you were just now, or I won’t give you permission to cum for a month! I want you yelling and thrashing like that for me every time!” Brad about died! “I... I don’t know if I can do that!”Brittany laughed, picking up her little clutch as she stepped out the door. “Don't worry, cutie,” she giggled, giving the nude, humiliated, cum-covered boy one last wink. “I’m sure you'll get used to it.”
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This blog is taking a break!

So I've been a little burnt out on writing recently, and as you get older the summers tend to get shorter, so I'm going to take a break from posting, at least for a few months. 

Maybe in late fall I'll be inspired to finish "The Accidental Porn Star" or "Sex Powers University: Year Three" and then move on to some brother/sister Steel World stories or something new entirely. 

But until then, everyone enjoy some sun, keep dreaming of teasing girls, and if you ever want a critique on your femdom writing, I always want to hear your comments at pfdee@comcast.net.

Enjoy the summer!

PF Dee