Author's Note: First try - enjoy… Angela grinned - an evil grin, to be precise. She had made up some plans for today and in the end she thought that she would be completely satisfied - to all extents. She entered the bedroom and looked at her husband lying on the bed - however, “lying” was not quite the correct word for the state he was in. His ankles and cuffs were equipped with solid leather cuffs, each one securely and tightly fastened around the ankles and wrists and secured with a padlock. From each cuff, a white rope led to one of the four poles of their solid metal bed. Secured with some really tight knots, the ropes held him in a very nice and uncomfortable spread eagle position. ...

Author's Note:It’s been a very long time since I dipped my toe into the waters of writing, the muse had basically left (suppose I should tie her down next time), but this scene just popped into my head and would not let go. The setting is pseudo-Victorian, but makes no claims at accuracy. Enjoy.* Part 1 In a maneuver born of much practice Eliza carefully balanced the silver tray in her hands as she climbed the narrow stairs toward the second floor, heels clicking on the worn and ancient wood as she did so. Especially mindful not to shake the steaming teapot she was carrying, to say nothing of the fine china cup and saucer or the pots of milk and sugar, she made her way out into a broad hallway. The house was mostly deserted at the moment, the doors of empty rooms yawning wide open, save for the last. Stepping up to the finely carved and richly stained piece of oak she carefully shifted the tray to balance on one arm while gently knocking on the door to announce her presence. ...

THUMP-THUMP! I was in my apartment trying to watch TV, but that damned noise from upstairs was getting on my nerves. I had never met the woman who lived in the apartment above mine, but if she kept that up much longer, It was going to happen soon, and it wouldn’t be pleasant! For now, I just decided to try the old “bang on the ceiling trick.” I stood on my chair and gave the ceiling a couple of whacks with a book - “WHUMPWHUMP!” Almost immediately came a pair of thumps in reply. But there was something else… some sort of muffled sounding yell. ...

It’s no secret that I like older guys, I mean waaay older than me. The secret part is always the bondage fetish. The guys never see it coming; they think someone who looks as young as me can never be a mistress in the art of S and M. I mean, I’m nineteen but a lot of perverted older guys think I’m about sixteen without make up and the like; too innocent for bondage games in their minds. ...

Author's Note: Just a loving wife giving her man what he really wants, he just may not know it. Comments and suggestions always welcome. Enjoy Just wanted to jot down a few thoughts about why you are currently tied down helplessly to your bed with unfinished “business” and left in a state of deep desire and unfulfilled lust. It is really because that is exactly where I want you, physically, mentally, emotionally and sexually. ...

Author's Note: It indicates there will be no follow up but if people are interested I will write one. Please feel free to check out my other stories under the same author name and please feel free to email with your thoughts/ideas even experiences or just to chat to a like minded individual. I have loved hearing from some of you guys and love to read all your stories. This story is a work of complete fiction and essentially involves a son in law and a mother in law crossing a line that perhaps should not be crossed. ...

The games we played became more and more painful but still there was something missing. The other bound most of the time one in a most severe way but we knew that, whenever it became unbearable, a single sign or simple gesture was enough to stop the torment. It was Caroline, my girlfriend, who wanted more. She was rather skinny with little tits, fantastic nipples and a rather well shaped, whip loving, bottom. On an evening, when I came home from work, she was sitting totally naked in front of our computer surfing some self-bondage sites. Due to her reading and watching the pictures she was horny as hell. “Let’s get in self-bondage the both of us so that we cannot release each other.” ...

Corey shivered as she watched the clock edge its way slowly to 8:00. The second hand seemed to move slower as if gravity was dragging it back. “Finally,” she said to herself as it clicked over the minute hand that was already covering the 12. She stood up and stepped out of the cold bath, her body covered in goose pimples. Quickly towelling herself off, she walked quickly to the kitchen, removed a large plastic bag from the freezer and took it into her bedroom. Arriving there, she flipped the button on her video camera and made sure the red light was on. She wanted to make sure she caught this evening on film. ...

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing for several years, after a couple of meagre attempts when I was younger. This is purely a fantasy scenario, so please excuse anything which may seem unrealistic. Any feedback is always welcome. It had only been about 6 months ago that my girlfriend had left me on discovering my desires to be tightly wrapped and inescapably bound - a fascination that had grown and grown ever since I was a teenager, but has kept largely secret from anyone. It had been a rocky relationship to begin with, but the discovery of all the bondage sites on my internet history had been the last straw. She did not understand the fascination, and as the urges grew stronger it eventually drove us apart. ...

Ed: We’d been into bondage for a long time, since the start of our relationship. And it wasn’t long before bondage was more than just part of sex play. The evenings and weekends would see Sue restrained one way or another - sometimes simply a pair of handcuff, other times a full hogtie and harness gag. Sue: Finding someone to share my fantasies with was as much a relief as it was excitement. Years of secret thoughts and clumsy, awkward scenes fell away when we met. Not that is happened right away, it took time to build trust and experience for both of us, but we understood each other. ...