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      <title>A Tale from the Dungeon…</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Edit 5/29/16 Boy I really had to do some editing to this story, all my grammar was completely off. So here it is again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;As requested since the first part was so well liked to The Van in 7A, here is the continuation. This second part was all my original story and the woman who had come up with the first part said she loved this too. That always makes me happy as a writer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>A Tale from the Dungeon… Or What Truly Happened to</title>
      <link>/stories/66168/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; As requested since the first part was so well liked to The Van in 7A, here is the continuation. This second part was all my original story and the woman who had come up with the first part said she loved this too. That always makes me happy as a writer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For those who want to read the stories in order please check out the first part under my user profile here, it is called once again The Van in 7A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Are You Game?</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Kayla was such a nice simple gal, you would never imagine that she loved being tied up during sex and played with. Her recent boyfriend had introduced her to the powers of breath play and Kayla could not believe the intense orgasms that came from the different situations that Shane would come up with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shane loved Kayla he loved pushing her to the edge, and the more he pushed her it seemed the more she loved it. He had recently been acquiring some suits and equipment online for a play session he had in store for her keeping it to himself for a private play session behind closed doors. He really wanted to surprise Kayla and to lay all the items on the bed so her mind could contemplate what strict bondage situation she would be put into.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>So What Makes Us Who We Are</title>
      <link>/stories/71992/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Wanted to change my writing style a bit so I came up with the idea to write a story in the first person. As you have noticed breathplay and scuba gear are a major turn on and I tend to write about females going through breathplay so I gave it a shot. This is what I came up with and from my response over on Fetlife I must have done something right because I got a nice response.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Tara&#39;s Ordeal...</title>
      <link>/stories/68618/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Here is a two part story I wrote sometime back over on Fetlife, I decided that I would put both together to really make one complete story. I have included my original titles and just renamed the story so it has a bit of a flow to it. I have read it over many times myself and think I have found all my thrus and through so if I missed one sorry for that. It seems it&amp;rsquo;s my one crutch when composing a story. So I hope you enjoy Tara&amp;rsquo;s story&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Escort</title>
      <link>/stories/60680/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Her name was Nancy Wade; she had to be in her earlier 30&amp;rsquo;s, auburn hair about six feet tall, quite a beautiful woman that had aspirations for becoming actress when she had moved to the Los Angeles area in her 20&amp;rsquo;s.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But after so many rejections and the small parts that she was able to get in television she decided to give it up. As so many women before her she had the looks but didn&amp;rsquo;t have the talent to really make it as a star.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Fetish Life</title>
      <link>/stories/61940/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is a story I wrote on another site and did not get much feedback from. I think it has an interesting premise, it came to me from a dream I had and just had to write out the scenario. It could maybe use a bit of editing for the story structure but I would love to get some feedback to what the readers to the site think. Thank you for taking the time to read it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Intruder</title>
      <link>/stories/71978/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Something I wrote sometime back, Personally I think it&amp;rsquo;s a story that turned out quite good and find it quite kinky still. Hope it&amp;rsquo;s enjoyed&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ashley was truly a rare breed if you ever saw one, a true beautiful woman who of all things was a competent cat burglar. It&amp;rsquo;s the one thing you would never have expected out of someone such as her. She was after all brought up by her father, who in his earlier life was a cat burglar himself and he had taken the time to teach his young daughter all there was to know of how to get past some of the best security systems.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Rubber Shut In</title>
      <link>/stories/77914/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Something I wrote sometime back on another site for a fellow rubberist. Certainly my longest story I have ever written.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One - Meeting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A knock at the door, a young woman named Sara walks to it and opens her front door. Standing before her a man dressed in a heavy overcoat, he is actually looking down a bit so Sara does not catch his eyes. He picks his head up slowly and looks at the young woman.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Scent of Latex</title>
      <link>/stories/61954/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; This is a story I was commissioned to write on a site and I think it turned out very well. The person who asked me to write it had a thing for swimcap asphyxiation and I kind of find it quite erotic myself. Thank you for taking the time to read the story and if you like please leave some feedback, and if you don&amp;rsquo;t like let me know how I could improve my writing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Van in 7A...</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; I will give credit where credit is due. I was given this idea from a woman who loved latex and breathplay and she was very specific about this what if scenario. I felt it was a great idea and took the time to write out the story with just a few of my own ideas thrown in. After reading it she loved it and I always felt it was one of my better stories. There is a second part to it but I will post just the first part and see what kind of response I get and if it is liked by many I will then take the time to post the second chapter. Please enjoy&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Warning: Suffocation Hazard</title>
      <link>/stories/60736/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Diana Smith was her name cute in her 20&amp;rsquo;s a little on the shy side but still a confident woman she walked to her apartment from a long day at work as she used her key to open her door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Diana stepped in and thought what should I do after the long day; all she wanted to do is jump in the shower and get cleaned up from the day, to be clean and refreshed for the night. As she moved about her apartment she began to undress removing her top to reveal her small frame body and figure as she walked next to the mirror to admire herself. Diana slinked out of her skirt as she looked at herself in the mirror she blew herself a kiss at her image, and walked to the bathroom. There she pulled off her panties and removed her bra to reveal her rather petite figure. She stepped into the shower and turned on the water as she stood there letting the day&amp;rsquo;s worries wash away from her as the water beaded down over her naked body.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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