I knew about my son`s cuckold relationship thanks to acquaintances. We all belong to the BDSM community. I was having none of it. Although I had always been very dominant with him, I expected he would behave like a man with his wife, not to let her step over him like he did. That´s why I always spanked my daughter in law, to get her to know her place.The worst part was the identity of the “bull”: a SWITCH (ie, someone who can be both a dominant AND a submissive, depending on the circunstances, therefore, NOT A REAL DOMINANT) whom I have dominated several times at BDSM meetups, without sex. Imagine my frustration when I realized this poor excuse for a man, whom I have had literally kissing my feet, was topping both my son and daughter in law, pretending to be an “alpha male”. So I tried to talk him out of the picture in the next meetup. First, I tried to reason with him, to no avail. Then I used my daughter in law as a whipping girl, but this just turned him on even more. So I appealed to his submissive side just by ordering him to end that relationship, to which he said this wasn´t my business. I threatened to reveal to both of them who he really was. He didn´t respond, so I backed him against a wall, slapped him across the face and had him opening his mouth so I could spit inside. After he swallowed, I touched his boner and commented how aroused he was getting with my mistreatment, as a reminder of his true role. He looked at me a bit scared but didn´t cave in. My frustration grew even stronger when my son told me he was planning to get my daughter in law pregnant from their “bull”. I knew they wouldn´t believe me he was a switch, so I arranged a meetup with the four of us, so they could see it by their own eyes. Upon arrival, I told him I was going to spank him and ordered him to strip naked. After a moment of hesitation and looking to the three of us, he obliged. They couldn´t believe their eyes. Then I did the same to my DIL. Then I took the two of them, broken and naked, to my bedroom and told my son to wait outside. Once inside, I sat on the bed and told my DIL to sit in a chair, kiss my feet and take off my heels. While she did, I fondled her body (I´ve always had a bi streak) and taunted her about how I had “her bull” wrapped around my finger now. Then I took off my dress and underwear and told her to lie on the bed. She looked at my naked body with a mix of jealousy and fear and shook her head. She knew what was coming. For a moment I thaught about ordering the “bull” to restrain her for me, but I didn´t want any more physical contact between those two, so, instead, I said to him “Don´t intervene, and don´t masturbate, just sit there and enjoy, this is between she and me, did you get it?”. My DIL couldn´t believe when he just answered with a very submissive “Yes, Ma ´am”.Despite being younger, she is a petite woman, so it was easy for me to push her to the bed and climb over her. She tried to resist and, to her credit, gave quite a good fight, but she was no match for me. I managed to pin her wrists against the headboard, plant a kiss on her and trib her to orgasm. Then I threw her, had her lying flat on her back and sat on her face. I ordered her to lick me to orgasm, which she did. Meanwhile, I taunted her about how much she enjoyed the tribbing and how much “her bull” was enjoying the show. When I came, I told her to sat on the chair and watch how submissive was “her bull” on bed. I had him handcuffed to the bed and told him he couldn´t cum without my permission, to which he only responded “Yes, Ma ´am”. I straddled, scratched, slapped, spat, smother and had him begging to be allowed an orgasm. He obliged like the good submissive he actually is. When he cum, I had my DIL clean up the creampie from my cunt, something she did with my son as part of their cuckolding practices. When she was done, I told her to spit the cum on “her bull”`s face. She did it without hesitation and with a lot of rage. I was having the time of my life, so I told her to feel free to take out her frustration with him, just like I did. She straddled him and spent a good while slapping his face, body and balls and calling him a wimp and a fraud. As you can imagine, I encouraged her to continue. Not only she ended that fake relationship, I ended up turning him into the cuckold he actually is in the following months, having him watching me with other men while he only watched, and performing degrading acts just like he did to my son. And then I dumped him, too. These days, either he performs as a submissive or switches with other fake dominants like him. No one has taken him seriously as a dominant since that day. 

I remember when my brother died. It was a car accident. I was surprised how intact his body was, especially considering when I heard �car accident� I had expected him to be in as bad a condition as our parents were after their accident. I wouldn�t let any of the other morticians touch him. This was my job and I was going to do it. He didn�t look half bad once I cleaned the blood off him. As beautiful as ever. Maybe even more so. I loved him too much to let him go without a proper goodbye� but I tried as hard as I could to restrain myself- just like I had done in life. No matter how hard he begged his big brother to fuck him, I wouldn�t let myself give in without a good fight. There was no fight to be had this time. There was no begging. No beautiful green bedroom eyes being flashed at me. Just his cold dead body bared before me. It was weird feeling his skin so cold. It had always seemed to feel like he was on fire when he was alive. If it didn�t turn my on so much it would have made me cry. Once I finished putting the finishing touches on him I couldn�t hold back. I knew this was the last time I would be alone with him and I couldn�t let him go like this. He knew that I sort of made a hobby out of fucking the attractive young men who came through the morgue and we had talked about if and what I would do to his body if he ever died. I had always hoped that I would die before him, so I didn�t think I�d ever get a chance to actually do the things we talked about. But there he was. Laying in front of me with such a perfect erection that I couldn�t help but strip down and climb on for one last ride. I had always loved riding my baby brother�s cock, but I had no idea how much I would miss his moaning. The silence was eerie and made me want to break down crying so I just imagined what he would say to me if he were alive. I imagined the way he would moan and all the little noises he would make. I imagined him calling my name. I imagined all the snarky remarks he would cast up at me with that sly smile of his. I had no idea how long it took me to cum but it probably wasn�t long at all. I loved my baby brother and his cold hard cock. Even dead he knew how to please me better than most guys I�ve hooked up with.
I like to imagine this was part of my grieving process. Like I never would have been okay with letting him go if I hadn�t of had this experience.
I miss him more than anything and there isn�t anything I wouldn�t give to be able to see him again, but this was one of the best nights we had ever spent together.

Last summer my wifes sister asked us to watch her house for a week while she went on vacation. Have to confess I was curious and went through her drawers looking for private things and I got more than expected. Besides the usual sex toys and sexy underwear, I found out my sister in law has a high interest in bondage. I found several blu-ray CD’s with various bondage themes with women restrained solo or restrained and being fucked. One even had women being spanked or being swatted with a crop. While going through her closet I was able to locate 2 leather corsets and some leather wrist and ankle cuffs with o-rings, a leather sling bikini and 3 types of body harnesses. admitting right now that after I found her stuff I laid some things on her bed and JO.

Heres the confession part - since then I’ve been physically restraining her and groping her. At first it was at family gatherings if we were alone and now its progressed to me spending time at her house. The first time this happened was a family birthday last year and I was in the kitchen looking at my phone and she came in and was looking at the desserts. There was one big cupcake left and she went to take it and I grabbed her arm and told her it was mine, and she was trying to use her other hand to grab it so I grabbed her other hand and pulled them behind her back and made a joke about her being under arrest for theft of a cupcake. She made a joke about I should hand cuff her if she was under arrest and it kept going from there. I told her I might have to frisk her and she told me it had been awhile since she was frisked. Lots of dirty innuendos for the next couple minutes. This progressed over a month or two. Late last summer was when I took it up a notch. Family was swimming at her house and it took some time before we could get alone but I was able to catch her in the bedroom and I had her arms behind her back and told her it would be funny if her top somehow came off and she laughed and said how are you going to untie my bikini top and hold my wrists? Took my chance and told her youre going to put your hands behind your head. Without hesitation she clasped her hands behind her head and I untied her top and let it fall to the floor. She asked if I was stopping there so I pulled her bikini bottoms down to her thighs. Took a few seconds to look at her body and then ran my hands all over her. She let me feel her for 2-3 minutes and then said we should get back outside.
I’m probably spending too much time at her house doing things to her my wife wont do, but its hard to stop. I can discuss different experiences later since I’m at work currently right now

I am looking for the video of a guy in a wheelchair and wears glasses, and his nurse is masturbating him. They are both asians, and his arms are restrained.

Thanks in advance!

Why is it some days whilst doing hard physical work I feel so ridiculously horny that I just want to fuck the brains out of the nearest woman no matter what she looks like?

I work as a gardener and a few weeks ago it was a housewife who must be in her late 50's who'd come home from her exercise class in tight leggings and I was having to restrain an erection and hold back from pulling the leggings down, bending her over and fucking the hell out of her over the kitchen table the whole time I was working there. Earlier this week same woman, same leggings but nothing, no urge.

Today, a different womans house and this woman wasn't exactly super attractive. She's overweight as in rolls of fat, she had trouble walking she was that big with the most fucking massive pair of tits i think I've ever seen, each tit must've weighed about as much as me. I wasn't having one thought about her to begin with as I got on with all the different jobs to be done in the garden. By the end of the day though I was feeling so horny I didn't even care what she looked like I just wanted to pull my cock out while she was sitting down and shove it down the fat pigs throat then fuck her in her fat arse.

Anyone else get days like that and then you're around the same person again and feel absolutely nothing about them? I'm not usually like that so it's a bit strange for me to be that fickle.

Anybody know of any extremely long sensory deprivation/mummification videos?

I'm looking for any video where a woman is hooded or mummified and restrained and then left for hours at a time. If there's an element of breath play, constant stimulation or electrical play then so the better.

Ideally the video would be filmed from one angle without cuts between different camera angles or people talking over it.

If I can't find any videos I'll probably hire a fetish prostitute for a night. If I do I'll post the results.

she likes being restrained...we tried some rope, now i have this. her pussy got soaking wet, she was begging for cock and moaning like a good little whore.

I confess... I want to restrain my wife and make her watch me fuck her old roommate. She was living with her just before we got married, but they had a falling out. She fucking hates her, but she's sexy as fuck. It's been about three years so I doubt I will be able to find a photo of her. I'll post one if I do. I know her and my wife have messed around with each other quite a few times.

Am i alone in this desire guys, I wish that I could somehow be in 2 places at once so I could stand behind myself and bend me over doggiestyle. Im guessing im just weird and an anomaly but I get really turned on watching videos of me jack off and shoot a load.  I wish i could be fucked hard by my hard throbbing heavy dick and be forced to take its loads and deepthroat it. I love having anal so the idea of taking my big dick knowing how horny my dick gets and feels when i cum and being a complete anal addict for penetration, really has turned me one to my crazy obsession of getting ised like a female for a day so i can know the experience although im learning to accept the fact that it would mot be my dick but multiple other men’s cocks fucking me.  But hell, if im blindfolded and restrained incapable of stopping it anyhow as well as having my bell rung multiple times (anal orgasms) then it will feel so good and make me so horny that i wont care whose dick it is in me regardless so long as it continues to fuck me stupid and shoot cum inside me after making me have repeatedly forced anal orgasms, prostate orgasms, whole body orgasms. 

This confession revolves around fantasy, and it ain't nothing major, nor really spicy, but it is mine.

We are friends with a couple, they are around ten years younger than us, us being 51, both, and them being 41, and 40.

We are friends for over a decade, we go out together, boys go to football together, and we even vacationed as a group, many times. I didn't have any sexual thoughts regarding them, until we were at the seaside together, some five years back, when I noticed him, kind of checking me out, from time to time, on the beach. That was the spark.

I remember, that night, I tried to initiate sex with my husband, but he was too tired, and I was left to myself, and I had a long bath, with naughty thoughts about him.

Our sex life, at the time was, pretty poor, so this thing became kind of a burden on my libido. I secretly bought toys, started roaming through the internet, and it came to the point in which, it drove me completely crazy.

I had insane ideas, that sounded really good, while being horny, and quite terrible, once the thrill was gone.

I was at kind of an intersection of my life, unhappy, with hormones running wild (yes, I blame the hormones for the most of this), and I had to do something.

So, I revamped the sex life in our marriage. It is shameful, that at first, I just wanted to, so I could imagine him, while having sex with my husband. For example, I never liked doggy position, since I felt it is not sensual enough, but at this point, it was perfect for my fantasy, since I could just close my eyes and be with someone exciting.

One thing I didn't know was, that my husband loved doggy, but since I evaded it, he was super excited when we started doing it. Same goes for oral, and similar stuff, and once we started going, nothing could stop us.

I fell back in love with him, since, after being freed from the restrains I have made him, without even knowing it, he became a man I once knew, masculine, dominant, alpha...

And that is it - sometimes, craving something you can't have, can produce a silver lining to it. This fantasy, I believe, saved our marriage.