NEW STORY! – Begging for a Blowjob

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Synopsis: A slave gets a lesson in discipline beneath the stockinged feet of his relentlessly strict Mistress.

This F (Femdom) story features:
Tease and Denial, Foot Fetish, Orgasm Control, Discipline, and Footdom in Nylons.


I don’t know why I wanted it so badly. It’s not even usually my thing, but when she asked me I knew what the answer was.

“Tell me what you want,” she said, more in a way that demanded my honesty rather than one that demonstrated any readiness or desire to please me.

“I..,” I hesitated, not wanting to admit it, what with all the time she had spent training me to attend to her needs and her whims, her wishes and her desires. It almost felt selfish. “I want… I want a blowjob,” I finally finished.

“I see,” she replied, showing almost no reaction, turning her attention back to the book she was reading. There was a pause, a long one, while I worked up the courage to press the issue.

“Will you give me one?” I asked, and she turned the page.

“Will I give you one what?” she returned, not looking up.

“A blowjob,” I repeated.

There was another pause as she finished a paragraph. “What about it?”

I sighed. “Will you give me a blowjob?” I reiterated, just a fraction too emphatically in my budding exasperation. She looked up and set the book down in her lap.

“Of course I won’t!” she said quietly, in a way that was full of indignation and reproach. “Not when you put it like that. Of course I won’t ‘give you a blowjob.’ How utterly ridiculous. Come get under my feet for your impertinence, right now.”

(…)


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NEW HALLOWEEN STORY – Trick or Treat…

Because we’re feeling festive, this story is NOW AVAILABLE for FREE on SMUTProject.com until Nov. 1. Click here to read the whole thing!


Synopsis: Bridget throws an impromptu Halloween get together for her friends, and gives them a naughty demonstration of her witchy feminine powers.

This F+ (Multiple Mistress Femdom) story features:
Foot Fetish, Edging, Orgasm Control, Spanking, Erotic Humiliation, Footdom in Socks, Nylons and Sandals, Trampling and Cum Play.


It wasn’t actually quite Halloween just yet, it was the day before, but as I approached the house, of course, you couldn’t have told the difference. There were glowing three jack o’ lanterns on the steps, each with their own cartoonish, exaggerated expressions, there were spider web decorations on the porch and in the trees, and there were green, orange, and purple lights along the side of the house, pointing upwards and making it look like the “spook factory” that I knew that Bridget delighted in having it be.

In fact, the house had looked like that for close to two weeks, an overeager Bridget having decorated as soon as she had the time, and I smiled as I walked past the skeletons “crawling out of” the yard. What could I say? It was her favorite holiday, and I liked seeing her go a little overboard. I liked seeing the glee and the scheming and the planning. I liked that she put so much effort in and paid so much attention to all the little details, crafting the world that most suited her for the one time of year in which it was suitable to do so.

It was cold, and a thin layer of icy snow crusted the lawn, with its skeletons and foamcore gravestones. She had said it was her ambition to be the scariest house on the block, and as I glanced up and down the street I saw that she had certainly achieved it. I smiled to myself, proud of her I suppose, and stepped up onto the porch.

A big, veiny eyeball stared at me as I rang the doorbell and searched my coat quickly for the stray blonde hairs of my dog, and shuddered a little in the cold. I didn’t know what I had to be nervous about. She had told me that it was just going to be a trial run for tomorrow, hanging out with some of her friends while we all made sure our costumes were perfect, and watched a couple of movies. I guess it was Samantha and Vanessa if I’m honest. We had never had problems or anything, it was just that when Bridget got around them her sense of humor took on an aspect that I never quite knew how to make sense of. It was still fairly early in our relationship, and while I loved her very much I never quite knew what to expect from her. I guess, if I’m honest again, that was one of the things I loved the most.

(…)


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PUBLIC PREVIEW – Crossing Kim (Our Neighbor, Part II)

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Part II in The Domme Next Door series!

Synopsis: Annie and her boyfriend make the mistake of breaking Kim’s rules, and have to suffer the consequences for their indiscretion.

This F/L (Couples’ Femdom) story features:

Punishment, Edging, Cuntbusting, Cum Play, Erotic Humiliation, Orgasm Control, Sock Fetish, Strapon Play, Dildo Play, and Chastity.


[THIS STORY IS SO NAUGHTY THAT WE COULD ONLY FIND THIS TINY LITTLE EXCERPT THAT WAS SAFE FOR A PREVIEW! ENJOY!]

…loud enough that we hadn’t heard her until she was right outside our door. It was hearing her keys that snapped us out of it. I stopped suddenly as my stomach tumbled, and Annie heard it too and snapped her head around to look behind us. “Oh my god,” she whispered. “I think we’re in trouble.” I could see the shadow of her heels in the space beneath the door, and I shuddered as she stood there for a moment before continuing on to her apartment.

Annie stood up and pushed me back, listening, and then she reached back and pulled me out as she turned around. Suddenly, her phone buzzed on the counter and mine did in my pocket, and when we checked them we each turned them around to show what the other one said too:

Come.

Then, a moment later:

As you are. Now.

“Shit!” Annie said in an emphatic whisper. “She knows!”

(…)


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One Year Anniversary!!

Today marks ONE YEAR since the launch of The SMUT Project!

We’ve worked hard, and it’s taken us a long way in just a short time. We’ve:

  • produced over 100k words of FemDom and foot fetish erotica (including 15 completed short stories)
  • as well as 11 thought-provoking essays on kink, BDSM, and the intersection between sex and society
  • established a catalog on Amazon, Smashwords, and Goodreads

AND

  • gained 122 followers between this website, Twitter and Tumblr. (Follow us!)

In the year to come we hope to be able to bring you even more! We’re looking forward to establishing SMUT Project Studios (home to our forthcoming visual and documentary efforts), bringing you new print works and merchandise designs, and continuing to build relationships with other kinky creatives!

Thanks to all of you for everything thus far!

Sincerely,

Mr. Yours Truly

PUBLIC PREVIEW – Chloe’s Gift

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Synopsis: Chloe’s friends Kacey and Danielle want to have a lesbian sex party with Chloe, but if she wants to bring her boyfriend along he’ll have to become one of the girls.

This F+ (Multiple Mistress Femdom) story features:

Feminization, Chastity, Erotic Humiliation, Orgasm Control, Foot Fetish, Sock Fetish, Footdom in Socks, Strapon Play/Pegging, Cunnilingus/Facesitting, Squirting, and Lesbian Sex.


I had begged and pleaded, but Chloe was firm and insistent, and I sighed and placed my head on her shoulder as she clicked the lock in place. She kissed my forehead and we looked down together, at the shiny metal cage around my manhood. She tugged gently at the lock, making sure it was secure, and then she held my locked dick in her hand. She ran her thumb over the thin metal bars sweetly and caringly. “Good boy,” she said.

She told me to pull up my pants and my underwear, and I felt the new sensation of the cage around my crotch, more than aware of its presence. I remembered Chloe dropping the news on me the day before. “Yeah,” she had said. “They want to do it tomorrow night. But there are a few conditions we agreed on…”

Chloe ordered me down onto my knees in front of her, and she sat back on the couch and held up the key, admiring it as it glinted in the light. I looked up at it too, and at her, and I realized how humbled I was by that tiny piece of metal, how much it symbolized her power over me. She reached down for a moment and attached it to the anklet on her right foot. I watched it hang there against her skin, and she smiled, and then she brought her foot up to my face and pressed it into me.

“I’m so proud of you,” she said, bringing her other foot up and smothering my face with the both of them. “You’re a good boy for Mistress. Okay. Now fetch me my shoes and socks and let’s go shopping!”

I helped put them on her, a pair of white, purple, and peach geometric ankle socks (the dirty ones she had already worn three times that week), and a classic pair of black and white Vans. Her anklet with the key on it dangled into the mix, and as I looked down at them I couldn’t help but sigh with the finality of it all.

“No dresses,” I said in the car as she drove.

“No? Haha.”

“No. If I’m gonna be a girl I wanna be a boi.”

“Haha, well we’ll see. Don’t worry, we’ll make you a rad, pretty lesbian. We’ll find something that suits you.” She held my hand and I watched the world streak by outside the window.

“Heyy!” she said brightly, answering the phone and smiling at the person on the other end, which apparently was Kacey, who was in many ways the mastermind of this whole thing. “What up slut? Are you excited?!”

I heard the enthusiastic cry from the other side of the line, and Chloe continued on. “Yeah, we’re actually just headed to the store now. Do you guys wanna come over about 6? I think that should be… Yeah… Oh! Okay, yeah, that’s great… Yay! Okay betch, see you soon! Mm, byee.”

The car was quiet for a minute, just the road noise, and in my head I played back the voicemail Kacey had left on Chloe’s phone. Danielle is down but he’s gotta be one of the girls…

Chloe turned on the radio and flipped around a bit, settling on the second half of Green Day’s “Minority” as we pulled into the parking lot of one of your standard big box retailers (the good one, naturally). I looked at her again for a moment, watching her head turn and her eyes look around for a parking spot. She was so beautiful.

It was Kacey’s birthday, apparently, or at least it was on Sunday, and she wanted (what else?) a lesbian sex party with Chloe and her girlfriend, Danielle. Chloe had insisted she be able to bring me along, but between the three of them they had decided that they still didn’t want any “boys” around.

“What?” I had said. “You mean like forced feminization?”

Chloe had laughed. “No dahling,” she said in that East Coast sophisticate way that she imitated whenever she said the word. “Not forced. Enforced. You are feminine! You have a beautiful feminine side. We’re just gonna make you show it. I’ve actually been thinking about this a lot lately. I’ve wanted to involve it in our play. If this goes well I might make you be a girl with me more often.”


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PUBLIC PREVIEW – Ash’s Punishment

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Synopsis: Ash’s slave gets greedy, and she works up a little something to make sure he doesn’t misbehave again.

This F (Femdom) story features:
Punishment, Cum Play, Erotic Humiliation, Orgasm Control, Foot Fetish, Sock Fetish, Footdom in Socks, Dildo Play, and Spanking.


I’m sorry ma’am. I’m sorry ma’am. I’m sorry ma’am.

The lopsided scrawl of the lines I had written sat beneath me, and my lip trembled as I looked down at them one last time, and came. My semen splashed across the page and I squinted hard, overcome by my orgasm and the humiliation of what she had instructed me to do.

“Good boy,” her message read as it arrived beneath the picture, and for a moment I thought it was over, but as the next one followed I knew I was still in trouble. “I’m gonna be done with work in half an hour, and in an hour’s time I expect you to be at my apartment with that letter in hand. Let me know when you’re on your way.”

I looked at the time and nearly ran into the bathroom to turn on the shower. The hot water splashed against the chill running down my spine as I replayed the events in my mind, anticipating whatever it was that she had in mind for when I arrived.

It had been a small infraction, or so it would seem, but in the short time I had been seeing her Ash had surprised me with how strict she could be. She had a thing for making me remove her socks using just my tongue, and she’d wait for minutes while I struggled. She would also sit on my face with little provocation, just to make sure I knew what was what. But today I hadn’t seen it coming at all. We had been texting while she was at work, and she had instructed me to imagine sucking her big toe while I masturbated for her, and when I texted back how much I wanted them in my mouth I had accidentally typed “toes” plural.

“How dare you you greedy little slut?!” she had responded. “If I was there right now I’d shove my whole foot in your mouth for that. You’re in trouble.”

In another 30 minutes I was knocking on her door. I shifted my weight as I waited, the smeared ink and dried cum staining the letter in my hands, and as the door opened she laughed.

“Geez,” she said. “Haha. You must be trying to get yourself in even more trouble. Get on your knees when you greet me! What do you think this is?”


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