Consent
This story may not be changed and redistributed without the author's prior consent. * * * a sweet little boy, yes he is. in spite of everything, he sleeps so peacefully in his bed.
Our Mutual Consent
_will only have sex with wife's consent, wife will only watch._ _ _ we traded phone numbers over private messages and were hooked up by next evening.
Parental Consent [ Commission ]
But her rational mind was not in control at the moment, and she found herself nodding her consent.
Consent is for the dull
Inside the house, between the five of them, there was no concept of consent. just want, take, and have. it had semed exciting and sexy, wild and free.
New Trunks: Consent is my Kink.
Arriving at the bedroom Glen gently lays you down on the bed. "I am so, so, so sorry." He sits next to you covering his face with his hands. "That was disrespectful and rude, and-" "Glen it's okay, it was an accident." You place a hand on his back,...
Martha Speak! Episode 2: Consent
Not all dogs can speak like you, so consent can be difficult.” “consent?” “yeah, consent is-” “helen! i need your help at the shop today!” mariela calls out. “ok, mom!” helen looks back at martha. “go ask, t.d..
Sunrise, part 2: Consent
Ryn took a few deep breaths, trying to compose herself, excitement and anxiety fluttering in her stomach. She'd be doubting the reality of the situation, if not for the fact that the celestial dragon's presence in the world felt like the most real...
Life, Love and Growth
-also contains technical drugging (of growth kind) and implied/ambiguous consent of both drugging and sexual play.
Coming Home Late
The door clicked softly behind Aduri as he tiptoed into the house. His home was dark, except for the weak glow of the street lights making their way through the kitchen window. He exhaled silently, his head slowly turning back and forth, his eyes...
At His Whim
Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god. How the fuck did I wind up here? Okay, cat, come on, you can do this. Mind's all sorts of hazy, but just need to keep track of things, try and remember back to where things got started. Oh god, so full...how does...oh...
[p] Night Daze, chapter 1
If you asked little Maria what her favorite class was, she probably couldn’t tell you. Art, perhaps, though she wasn’t especially good at it; or maybe Physical Education, where she got to explore in the gym or play outside. One thing was certain,...