Author's Note: My first attempt on this site. Please let me know if you like it and how to improve. She was beautiful of course and had no idea what was in store for her today. As a high school senior she would never look twice at someone like me, but I was going to have fun today. Being a substitute teacher can be rough some days, but the sights of girls trying to impress the boys with their tight jeans, short skirts, and low cut tops can be a nice distraction. Even better is when you can plan things to have a little fun with a specific beauty. I had been here a few times before and Allison Cohen caught my eye. ...

Author's Note: A relatively short introduction to Miss Garret’s first experience with bondage. Open to suggestions of where the story goes next. Chapter 1: The Trap Miss Garrett started her new school last Monday. She hated being a substitute teacher, always being the new girl and never getting the chance to settle in but it paid well and she had no other job options at the minute so she stuck at it in hope that something more permanent would become available. ...

Author's Note: The story is based on a true bondage session and therefore it is safe to say that any resemblance to a living person is entirely intentional. You would never suspect it if you saw her at the shopping centre. She would probably seem to you like the soccer mum of the month. One could imagine her standing in front of the cooker while preparing a meal for her family consisting of a husband and the proverbial 2.3 children. The dog would be in the garden waiting to be fed after the family had finished their dinner. It’s not like she was bad looking, but she was surely not one you’d turn your head to look at if you passed her on the street. ...

Author's Note: I did not set out to write a novella. I knew where the story ended but I let the characters pick the path that led there. In the process I have become very fond of these characters. I hope you enjoy them as well. Jennifer met the end of the semester with mixed emotions. She had enjoyed her first year of college, being away from home and living in the dorms had been great. She also enjoyed school. She had been disciplined, worked hard and maintained her grades. That didn’t mean she had not had fun. After all, college was not supposed to be all work. She had been lucky as well with her roommate. They had gotten along well from the moment they met. Abigail Johnson, Abby to her friends, which included Jen, was also a freshman, but a lot more outgoing than Jennifer. Jen did not consider herself to be shy, but this was the first time she had lived away from home. It was the first time that she did not have to check in with someone and get permission for the things that she did. That gave her a feeling of freedom, but it came with a twinge of guilt whenever she stepped outside what had been deemed to be the expected boundaries. ...

**Author’s Notes:**It is usually a long time between postings for my stories. In the past, I have tried to compile a mailing list, but it has become unmanageable as of late. However, you can check my weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ for news of my latest works and to read some new ones. Any and all comments are welcome and appreciated. Please e-mail me a [email protected] or post them on my blog. Chapter 1 ...

Author's Note: A little story that I whomped up to pass the time while at the mercy of the airline industry. About a girl who loves self bondage and collects equipment to satisfy her needs. I have a tip for you girls who like toys - forget the boyfriends who are investment bankers, lifeguards or the like. All you get from them is money or big dicks. Get yourself an engineer. ...

Aidan Matthews stepped out of the elevator to the underground garage below his apartment building and started walking towards his car. He heard his name. “Aidan!” It was the superintendent of his building, Lauren Wells. She was walking towards him. “Hi, Lauren,” said Aidan sheepishly, which was how he did most things. “How is my sexy lil’ boy toy?” Lauren said, grabbing his shoulder. Aidan did not object to the harassment - in fact, he loved it. He liked Lauren but lacked the wherewithal to do anything about it. Lauren loomed over him - literally standing several inches taller than him, even in her brown work boots. She wore jeans that were not tight, but not loose either, showing the curve of her legs. The black t-shirt she wore was tight, emphasizing her waist and showing breasts Aidan had to concentrate on not staring at. Over the t-shirt she wore an unbuttoned flannel shirt. Her wavy brown hair was kept under a Caterpillar ball cap, and her hazel eyes bore down on him, as if pinning a bug to a board. ...

Author's Note: First attempt at a short story. Hope people like it. A summer dress can hide a lot of things, Raquel hoped this one covered her and kept a little secret safe underneath. Her nipples rubbed against the light material sending shivers through her body as she moved towards the entrance of the supermarket. Raquel was wearing a floaty summer dress which showed off her figure nicely and meant a number of men had already double taked as she walked past. Some of this was also down to the 6 inch heels she was wearing and having some difficulty walking from her Masters car. She hoped no one had spotted the padlocks on the heels forcing her to keep them on until her Master decided. Raquel loved the dress normally and the way it made men look at her, today she found the looks scary as she was sure they could tell what was going on under the dress. ...

Author's Note: It has been quite awhile since my last story- Real Life interferes! This picks up with the same continuity and characters, just with some time separation. As there is a lot of “texting” chat in this story, there is a lot of opportunity for incorrect grammar, so be forewarned! I. PRELIMINARIES It’s funny how life can get in the way sometimes. I mean we all have things that need to be done, or that must be done within a certain amount of time. But it’s just plain old frustrating when you seem to be unable to connect for months on end. Like two ships endless searching for each other in a fog, constantly passing just out of the distance of notice from one another. ...

Author's Note: This is my first attempt to write from a male perspective, please be kind ! Part 1 Hi, my name is Alan. I’ve been into bondage since I was a kid, it was always the subject for my masturbation sessions during puberty, but I’m not one of those super-confident types who suggests bondage to a girl and she immediately rolls over and begs to be tied up, nor am I one of those creeps who grab a girl and tie her up against her will – I’m just your average Joe who fantasises about finding a girl who wants to be tied up, and that’s about it. ...