r/Dark_Kink_Clubhouse

I’m a girl from a very artsy, academic family with hipster/hippie vibes. My mom is an English professor and writer, and my dad is a painter and filmmaker.

Last fall, my mom and dad conceptualized and commissioned an art project…a photoshoot and behind the scenes style documentary…focused on…me.

After a lot of explanation and a long, meandering windup, they finally got to the crux of it: they wanted me to pose naked.

It took a LOT of long, hard, insanely emotional conversations as mom and dad and daughter, but in the end…I finally agreed to say yes. And so…yeah. I posed naked, in front of my family, over the course of a long weekend.

It’s almost therapeutic to actually put these words down and speak honestly about it. Thank you in advance for being kind. Questions are welcome.

Its weird when I really think about it I dont think im that fucked up to be into this.

I feel like so many people have a reason to justify why they are the way they are and it feels sometimes worse to know that there isn't really (for the most part) anything bad that happened to me that makes me crave this so bad.

The shame and icky feeling I have after I orgasm is made worse knowing that I dont have anything to blame it on truly.

I could name and point this behavior to small things in the past but I feel like they are inconsequential compared to others....

and yet I continously crave it, my body itches for it and so does my brain.

I wish I could make it stop but at the same time I dont want it to. its never ending my desire. I love this part of me but at the same time I still feel shame

I want to know that secret kink you have. That fantasy. That fetish. What dirty scenarios keep playing in your head. When you’re alone at night and you type into that search bar, what are you looking for?

I like it better when it’s strange. When it’s frowned upon. When it’s humiliating. When it’s taboo. When you can’t tell anyone else.

Because I’ll give it to you.

I’ll make all those fantasies in your head come to life. I’ll figure out what makes you tick. I’ll say the things you’ve always wanted to hear. Play out the scenes you’ve always wanted to act in. Give you that height of pleasure and ecstasy that you only dreamed you could ever experience.

Because I want your lust.

People do incredible things out of lust. Amazing, incredible, dangerous, stupid, and awful things. Those horny thoughts can do quite a number on you. They tempt your hand lower, don’t they? They make you go to that search bar each night, don’t they? They even have you reading this right now, don’t they? Your lust already controls you.

So let me give you what you crave so badly. I want to make your head spin. Delirious and drunk on carnal desire. Let me give it to you. And then you’ll never want me to take it away. If I give you that taste, that beautiful, amazing, mouth-watering taste. That taste that you thought you’d never get to have…

How far would you be willing to go to keep getting it?

To get more?

Lust makes people do incredible things. Amazing, incredible, dangerous, stupid, and awful things.

Could it make you do things?

How far would you go?

I don’t think you know yet. And that’s great. I’m sure you won’t go too far. You won’t. Don’t worry. I’ll be so perfect for you. I’ll be your dream come true. Because it doesn’t matter what it is. What I need to give you. Because all that matters is what you give me control over afterwards.

All I want is your lust.

I was driving home from a bad date, on a remote stretch of road, when I got pulled over. I had gone out in my usual tank top and skirt combo but I thought the date might go… differently, so I also left the house plugged.

“Do you know why I pulled you over?”

“Hi officer Sir, sorry no I don’t.” I could see him take nice long look at my cleavage and legs.

“You have a back tail light out.”

“Oh shoot, I had no idea!” I smiled sweetly.

“Mhmm, not safe. So, what are we going to do about it?” He leaned further into my car, shining his flashlight over my body.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I will get it fixed first thing tomorrow. I promise, Sir.” I replied, turning more towards him, trying to give him a better look in hopes it might get me out of a ticket.

“Yeah.” He sucked his teeth, “I think you better get out and take a look at it. It’s busted up pretty bad.”

I followed his orders to exit while telling him how I hadn’t noticed any damage when I left earlier but when I got to the back of the car, both break lights were working fine. I didn’t say anything for a moment, just confused about what was happening, when the cop pushed me against the trunk of the car with his body.

“You always go out looking like such a skank? You like being a tease?” He growled into my ear while he undid his pants with one hand, the other, on the small of my back, was keeping me in place. I tried to push him off me but he was so strong. I could have screamed but it would have been a waste of breath where we were.

When his pants were around his ankles, he used his free hand to feel my slit and to my horror, the butt plug.

“Oh shit, you really are a whore, aren’t you? Couldn’t go without at least one hole full, huh?” He started to finger my pussy and despite myself, a quiet moan escaped me. He rubbed the tip of his dick in the slick wetness between my lips and almost entered me but stopped.

“Wait, this is what you like, right slut?” He said moving the plug to my cunt and taking its place with his cock, thrusting deep and hard into my asshole. Now I did scream and he quickly covered my mouth, while adjusting to reach my clit.

“Shhhhh shhh, I’ll make it feel better. Doesn’t that feel nice?” Unfortunately, it did.

“I want you to cum for me, know you can do it. You’re such a good little slut, aren’t you? You’ll cum for me while I fuck your ass, won’t you?” I nodded ever so slightly. I was mortified by how quickly he had me squeezing my legs around his hand as a wave of pleasure rushed over me.

I laid over the trunk of my car, completely defeated, embarrassed and numb until he finished. He emptied his load into my ass and made sure I’d get to keep it with me by reinserted my plug right after.

Before leaving, the officer laid out for me exactly why no one would believe any “wild stories” I might go try to tell. I assured him I wouldn’t bother. Never had before.

“Great. Well I think I can let you off with a warning this time then. You get home safe though. Pretty girl out here all on her own… there’s a lot of sick people in this world.”

Our daughter is a little soccer player who I love watching play. She looks so cute and sexy in her little soccer uniform those tiny shorts barely cover her perfect round bottom. I adore it when she sits on the sidelines with her legs apart, giving me glimpses of her panties peeking out.

I was thinking how much more fun it would be if "mommy" could come with me to watch her play sometimes. We could both sneak little peeks at her adorable bottom and panties. Maybe mommy would even let me cop a feel under her skirt as we watch our little girl run around the field.

I imagine mommy would be very into watching her daughter play. She might have her own little fantasies about what's under those tiny shorts. We could both take her home afterwards and help her wash her sweaty body. Mommy would know just how to help her unwind and relax after a big game.

I know she'd be so happy to see you there cheering her on, along with daddy. And daddy and mommy would get to sneak a little fun time of our own, admiring our precious little princess.

Limits: feet, animals, shit, violence

I’m proud of how open-minded I am and how willing I am to question my own beliefs.
I’ve developed this by listening to people with different experiences and perspectives.
I try not to assume that the way I see something is the only way to see it.
That has made me more understanding, empathetic, and willing to keep learning.
I like this about myself because it helps me connect with people and grow as a person.