1. Body Swap


    Date: 8/27/2017, Categories: Fetish, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: drew1207, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    blessing. I felt sick even before I received Sam's next text. A second message simply read, "Could get me 100 from pornhub". I furiously tapped out a reply, asking him to meet me. I excused myself rom my lesson, without even having to pretend to be feeling sick, and ran down the stairs as fast as I could without risking falling over. He was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the door to the toilet we'd just been in, with a sneer stretched across his, my, face. He held up the phone and shook it in my face. "Hey, Sam. Did you know, I'm a huge slut? I've got evidence, look!" His voice was mine, but it was twisted, mocking. He laughed at my sickened expression. "I've filled out the necessary form. One click and it's on pornhub." I couldn't know for sure if he was telling the truth but it was certainly open on something, and anywhere that the video was sent to would fuck me up. I couldn't even bear to think about it. "Yeah, that's right. This is only gonna last a day, this twisted voodoo shit, I can feel it. But I'm gonna keep the video. I'm gonna upload a copy. So when we switch back, you'll be mine, bitch. You'll be mine to do with as I please." He had no way of knowing that it would only last a day, but just looking at him told me that he'd clearly gone mad. It was my face, but the eyes that stared at me were different. He had lost it. And it was hardly surprising. It's not something most people have to deal with, body swaps. I almost pitied him. "You're ...
    gonna fuck me. You're gonna suck me. You're gonna dance for me, whenever I want. Hey I like anal, maybe we'll try that too. Whatever I want, slut. Bitch. Cunt." The last three words stirred something inside of me, and any trace of pity was replaced by rage. Blindly, I lashed out with a half fist, and the phone went flying from his hand. He flinched backwards and let go of a tiny, involuntary whimper. In a flash, the balance of power had suddenly changed. He had had the advantage the whole time - he had my body, and in society, especially at college, a girl's esteem is much more fragile to break than a boy's. And yet I had the physical advantage. Sam clearly worked out regularly, so he was strong and muscly. His body was a good bit taller than mine, too. Seeing my own body, cowering in the corner, made me fully realise what power I had over him. I grabbed Sam and stuffed him into the toilet. He yelped and stumbled inwards. I grasped his frail, female body and shoved him into one of the cubicles. Bending his over the toilet, I put my lips next to his ear. "You wanna play rough?" I had always had fantasies of being dominated. I had done light bondage with an ex-boyfriend before, but I'd always wanted to take it further. I had previously spent hours alone, touching myself to the idea of submission to a guy, and even on one or two occasions to a **** fantasy. And now I was watching it happen. I was playing out my own fantasy on myself, and what's more it came with the sweetness of ...
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