Lee on Utopia Stories Library

A Little Self Bondage

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

As I stood in the shower I filled the bulb with water. The thin nozzle slipped in with no problem. I squeezed the bulb slowly and enjoyed the feeling as the warm water slowly rushed inside me. I held it in for a while then bent down to let it out. I did this several times until I was sure. I knew I would have a plug in for some time. I finished rinsing off, dried myself and went to get dressed.

Lets Get This Party Started

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

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Tonight I was going to a Halloween party with Sheri, and Lou. They are two coworkers that I hang out with. I was dressed as a dominatrix, Sheri was dressed as a slave girl complete with shackles. Her whole costume was very see thru. Lou was dressed up as Pocahontas. She was spilling out of that leather bra.

Oh Crap Not Now

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Friday morning and me with no date tonight. That don’t happen often. I decided to indulge in my 2nd favorite pastime. Self-Bondage. I had been thinking of new ways to get myself into tight inescapable fabulous bondage. I don’t use a release anymore since I discovered two of my co-workers Sheri and Lou were into bondage as well.

Whenever I feel the urge I call one or both of them and let them know. I tell them how long I want to suffer. I called Sheri and had to leave her a message. Lou I got and discussed my plans. I wanted about 3 hours. She assured me she or Sheri would check on me.

The Pole

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

The orgasm rocked me like a tidal wave. I screamed into the ball gag. I was thrusting against the straps violently as wave after wave rolled across me. The vibrations from the plugs subsided and I could feel myself relax. I couldn’t move that much. My breathing was starting to calm down when the plugs came to life again. It started like it always did very low, not really to a rhythm. It was gonna be a long night. Ahhh ahhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The sounds that came from around the gag were nothing but grunts.

The Trip

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Part I

I enjoy dressing as a female. I do it as much as I can. I wear nylons or tights, support panties or girdles, and bra’s regular or long line under my clothes. I have a pair of knee high boots with 4” heels that I wear when I can. I am also into bondage.

Every now and then I get a chance to do both. This is the story of one of those times. I had to make a trip from Memphis to Nashville. It was to be an overnight stay. It also was going to be a daring fetish bondage trip.

We Will Rock You

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Not again! OOOOhhhhhhh AAhhh AAhhh SSSshhhhhiiiittttttt. Ah Oh Wow. Wait a minute let me catch my breath. My name is Candy. No I am not a dumb blonde. I have Red hair that flows to 3” below my shoulders. I have a degree in Body Mechanics and Psychology And I am currently in a mess.

Maybe I should tell you what my mess is. I love bondage. That’s not the mess. That get’s me into the mess. Tight I cannot move, tttooooootttttaaaaaalllll bbbbbooooonnnnnandge. Shit. My husband is a scientist. He specializes in body mechanics. Oohh Oh Oh Oh DDddaaammmmmn. Steve and I are working on the next generation of body armor and space suits. Crap AAAAaahhhhhhhhhh. Oh God that feels good.