The place seemed huge, vast even and it was definitely underground, a long way underground. It was wreathed in shadows and it echoed. I looked to my left and saw torches, huge, wooden stakes burning unsteadily in their metal cradles that were in turn fixed to the slab like walls. There were draughts here; causing the flames to dance wildly and making the place seem somehow alive When I looked to my right I saw the chamber I was looking for and entered it. ...

My apartment building has a bulletin board where people post notices. I always glance at it as I head for the elevator. Today there was a new piece. It read: WANTED Magnesium Added Lemon Extract Small Large And Value Extra A phone number was below this. I read it twice without understanding what they wanted. I used my ID card to access the elevator and I entered the waiting car.. As the elevators doors clanked shut I could see what the capital letters read: ...

Author's Note: Just a very short story. If people like I’ll think about submitting part 2. Part 1 Warehouse encounter – Week One This Friday started just like any other. The mundane of working in a logistics warehouse only made more bearable by the likeable people and the fact that Fridays meant it was only hours to the weekend. Nothing during the morning, had led me to contemplate what I would have enjoyed later in the day. The usual phone calls, invoice signing, & people coming & going. One of which was the beautiful Chloe from accounts. She was in her early twenties. Slim, tanned, slightly flirty and today dressed in black trousers (that were tight enough from her thighs up for you to be able to appreciate her lovely slim hips & tight ass) a white fitted blouse that stopped about an inch above the top of her trousers leaving a tantalising inch of tanned & toned stomach and allowing you to see the tattoo at the base of her back. The outfit was topped off with a pair of two inch (or more) black heels. ...

That was it. With a dead end looming ahead, she had nowhere else to run. She was trapped. “Looks like your time’s up, missy,” Roy smirked as he grabbed Sydney firmly by the arm and spun her around to face him. She tried to resist him, but she was no match for Roy’s strength - not that it mattered. Willis was close behind his comrade. “Yeah, you’re cornered,” Willis chuckled, grabbing Sydney’s other arm, finalizing her detainment. “You’re not getting away again.” ...

Diana Smith was her name cute in her 20’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. 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’s worries wash away from her as the water beaded down over her naked body. ...

My name is Charles and I have always been fascinated of chastity belts. I live in a non English speaking country in Europe, and I hope you will enjoy this story and forgive my poor grammar. Ever since I first heard of that thing called a chastity belt on the schoolyard when I was 15 years old I have been fascinated of it. It was a boy one class over me that told a group of us that the knights during the dark ages had their wife locked in a chastity belt while they were away in a war somewhere. This would prevent the wife from having sex with some else. At first I did not believe him, but the others confirmed that it was true. I found this scenario very exciting, and we discussed it for the rest of the lunch break. ...

Today was the day. I had put it off for one reason or another, but today was the day to try self-bondage in public. For some time I had dreamed of being helplessly bound in some public setting. I came up with the idea and had prepared for this day for a few weeks. I started by getting dressed in my bondage outfit. Today I would be wearing a long sleeve black spandex body suit that sipped up the back, black leather corset, black leather thigh high boots with 5” heels and black leather opera gloves. I got into my leotards and corset and put on street clothes over them. In a large department store bag I placed my boots, gloves, wrist and ankle cuffs, pad locks, collar and a zip-lock bag with a large ice cube containing the key to my restraints. ...

Chapter 1 - Jason Maintenance Monday at the Swim and Slide Water Park was always the most boring day of the week for Jason. As usual, there was nothing to fix. The park was desolate. The food court was locked up. All the rides were silent. Jason scanned the grounds from his perch high atop the five story tall Competition Water Slide platform, shading his eyes from the bright sun. Not a soul in sight. Jason’s white van looked very alone in the large empty parking lot. ...

It had been over a month since I had the house to myself for a SB session so I had been fantasizing over my next tie for quite a while. I had about a hundred feet of new rope and was itching to try it on a really tight chair-tie. Well, this weekend was it. Everyone was to be gone, so I began planning the scene. I started with my bentwood chair, which is light and strong and has plenty of attaching points. Friday evening after everyone was gone for the weekend, I got out the rope, clothes and equipment. I first put on my thigh-high hose and corset which pushes my boobs up enough that I don’t need a bra. Some hot looking 5 inch heeled pumps with enough straps to prevent them from coming off were next. ...

Author's Note: I do hope you enjoy the story. Any comments would be greatly appreciated. Chapter 1 Desperate longing, desperate sexual desire course through my veins, consume me. A montage of images and scenes flood my mind, uncontrolled. Strong hands push me over a table. I’m helpless to stop my violation. Memories so fresh I can almost feel the penetration, my face pressed against the cold hard table, helpless to stop it, helpless to make it last longer. Leather restraints locked to cold hard steel keep me in place while a cruel crop bites into my tender flesh. Creamy thighs accentuated by a sexy skirt and oh so sexy shoes walking away from me, until all I’m left with is a view of the bars against the empty room and a desperate longing for her return. Soft tender lips passionately, lovingly, desperately kissing…a shoe. The image of a gold key against black nylon turns me into a wanton slut, please…Please…PLEASE! ...