It’s been 4 hours now; something is wrong. Claire, or Mistress Claire as she demands to be addressed, has never left me unattended for an hour before, let alone four. I am completely naked except for my watch. It is now obvious to me that this was not an oversight on her part. The cold, stark concrete surroundings echo the small hand ticking away keeping me keenly aware how slow time can pass. ...
79997… 79998… 79999… 80000… “God Damnit!” I yelled, kicking the metal chest, hurting my foot. “I knew I should have started in the other damn direction!” Had I missed the correct digit ages ago? The mere thought of it almost made me feel sick. It has taken over two weeks working several hours a night to get this far. I had purposely gone slow to ensure no mistakes, in fact, several digits were double checked just to be sure. There was no way a missed a digit, but try telling your brain that when panic starts to set in. ...
“I really don’t know how these people do it.” thinking to myself. It had been 30 minutes since I passed the last sign of civilization if you want to call a single pump gas station civilization. “I bet they don’t even take credit cards!” I ranted. I was starting to regret accepting my friend’s invitation to spend the weekend at his cabin in Maine. I never could quite understand what the thrill of driving 3 hours to a cabin just to get drunk was. I guess that is why I am here, I felt compelled to find out. ...
How I got into this situation is not all that uncommon. Everyone has needs, desires, wishes and wants. As for me, I’m just a kinky girl looking for her next thrill. My life had its normal ups and downs, friends, family and of course work. During the week I worked as a network administrator for a small company. I enjoyed the work, but like many one day started to blur into another. ...
Author’s Notes: This is a true story from a recent weekend. I’m not used to writing non-fiction so I hope you like it. To those who may wonder, the answer is 1 week :) It’s not very often that I have the house to myself for an entire day. This weekend the kids were away and my wife at a concert in the northern part of the state. Since she wouldn’t be returning until the next morning I decided to try out some ‘real’ self-bondage. ...
A while ago my girlfriend made a shocking discovery. Natalya decided that it would be nice to surprise me and take me out to dinner, but she wanted it to be a special event wanted the whole evening planned out and do something nice for me. Natalya opened the door (having the key) and walked though the door. There before me I saw my beautiful girlfriend in a stunning black dress, long blond hair flowing down her back and calling my name in the wonderful Russian accent of her. ...
Chapter 1 It was a warm day, one that was rare to enjoy this late in the year. The joy and excitement I felt inside was not from the wonderful day but my first day of college. With the iron rule of my parents were far behind me now, only good times lay ahead, at least according to my sister. Karen is a few years older then myself and went to college in Boston to escape our parents as well. While they were only in upstate New York, it was too far to drive for a weekend visit, or worse yet, a surprise visit. ...
I had the day off today due to a holiday, but it was one of those days that only some companies let you off on, but others didn’t. In this case, it was the 4th of July and it happened to fall on a Sunday. I figured the mall would be packed from everybody else having the day off, so I decided that running a few errands and getting a little R&R. For some reason I had woken up early today so I was able to get the errands done before lunch. As I was driving home, I remembered something, the cleaners come today, and I bet they don’t have it off. ...
I sat down at my computer and was pretty bored. It was a Sunday night and I had no plans to keep me busy, not even a rented movie. Since I had not updated my site in a while, I decided that I would work on the next installment of Amber’s Misfortune. Completing what I set out to do usually never happens as I start to get turned on. Before long, I convince myself it time for a break and time to tie myself up for a bit. Last Sunday was no different. ...
Author's Note: It’s been a few years since I’ve written (completed) a story. I’ve had this one bouncing in my head for months and decided to finally do it. I’d love to hear your feedback! Jill sat at her makeshift terminal debugging a seemingly endless stream of code. Most of the code wasn’t hers so that didn’t help much despite the documentation. Her caffeine driven sleep deprived marathons were making even small tasks take excessively long but she refused to rest. ...