I first met Rebekah online and we seemed to hit it off with some interesting messages and video chats! She wanted to be tied up and forced fed my cock all night (which we did) but I also wanted to be tied up and give her a chance to get even. She had never tied anyone up before and after she got her shot at it, well lets just say she really got into it! ...

Author's Note: Comments are appreciated. They’re fun to read, whether good or bad. :) Chapter 1 Here I am padlocked inside of a cage that I barely fit into, wrists cuffed behind my back with tight black leather cuffs, my ankles similarly cuffed, and a ring-gag fitted tightly in my mouth. To make it worse the cage is in the corner of a basement that has been converted into a dungeon, which belongs to a professional dominatrix that I’ve never even met before. I’ve been in here for almost two hours now and being on my knees with my body bent over so that my face is just centimetres from the ground has gotten extremely uncomfortable. The black latex catsuit that I’m wearing doesn’t do anything to relieve the discomfort either. It just makes me hot and sweaty, especially with the weather lately. I have no hope or raising the top half of my body or moving around, so I just stay in this position. A leather curtain has also been draped over the cage creating total darkness and adding further to the heat. Here’s how I got here. ...

Part One of Two Penny had taken the afternoon of work to meet with the rep. She was sitting in her living room on a chair facing the sofa where the rep sat sipping on a coffee. The rep put the coffee on a coaster on the coffee table opposite the sofa. Then she sat back crossing her long legs and reread her notes. “So let me get this right Miss Lawrence.” She glanced down at her notes again just to be sure. “You want Live_your_dreams.com to tie you up and gag you and then leave you to struggle for a couple of hours while you try to wriggle free? Then we come back in a couple of hours and release you should you not manage to get yourself loose? That’s it? It seems a very simple request.” ...

Part I Jack Sherwood, III had spent the majority of his adolescence in Boarding School. The only choice after Phillips Exeter was whether he would follow in his Father’s footsteps at Harvard or his mother’s legacy at Dartmouth. Ultimately, Harvard won out and he enjoyed all the privileges that old money and connections can provide, including membership in the exclusive Fox Club. Now, academic life was but a distant memory. Toiling in lower Manhatten for a 2nd year at a trading desk for Goldman was a daily 12 hour grind. He hardly had time for his girlfriend, Rachel, other than the weekends, and realized with apprehension that this relationship was being neglected. He had recently bought a flat in Soho, so as not to have too far to work. He was thinking that the upper east side would be more suitable, but it would add 20 minutes to his commute each day. ...

Part 1 “Well, what did you think?” he asked as the credits started to roll. “Inconceivable!” she said, and they both laughed. “It’s ‘inconceivable’ that you’ve never seen The Princess Bride,” he said. “Well, thanks for making me watch it. It was awesome,” she said, grasping his arm. “Thanks for making dinner,” he said, smiling at her. Dominic had been dating Beth for several weeks, mostly dinner out, parties with mutual friends and going to the movies. This was their first night alone, in her house, and he was both nervous and excited for what could come next. ...

Author's Note: Unrealistic premise? Check. Unfathomably naive ‘victim’? Check. Tricksy sinister fetishist? Check. I do believe I have fulfilled the requirements for a fetish shop short story, and hopefully I did the trope some fresh justice. Dedicated to all the writers here who wrote the fun and sexy shop stories that were the inspiration for this one. Rory Baker owned a fetish shop. It had been her favorite dream during her horny teenage years. Oh, to be surrounded on all sides by sensual and erotic clothing and toys! To share that heady pleasure with the blushing submissives and braggadocious dominants, to revel in shared naughtiness and unspeakable fantasies! Upon getting her first extracurricular job she had started saving up for it. When her other friends had started going to college or getting married, she had picked up another job and even started camming for that extra bit of money. Her parents did not approve of her intended line of work, so all she saved was all she got. Their excuse: besides being lewd and crude and completely sinful, it was a long shot, unfeasible, too risque and niche, especially for this part of the country. So, naturally, Rory had dedicated 100% of her spare income to dream no one else believed in. ...

Author's Note: my first story please be nice hi my name is steve a shy guy of 24 year old it was always my dream to find a mistress that would take me extreme session but never found any and looking for a escort to do the things that fantasies was hard to find. so I almost gave up looking on the net but then I seen a ad from a lady with no photo “are looking for a mature lady that will turn your sick fantasy into reality then you better call me mistress liza” I must of read it about 10 times but i was to scared to call. ...

Author's Note: The intense head space of a young man visiting his favorite porn-star-turned-dominatrix for a day of fun. The First Day “You deserve every stroke, you disgusting maggot!” Mistress Jezebel slashed him cruelly across the buttocks with a whip. Ahhhh! “You are a horrible, disgusting piece of work!” Mark felt a sharp pain across his lower leg, the searing line of the whip almost breaking his skin. Mark’s penis tingled with excitement and humiliation. ...

Author's Note: Wife knows about the past Mistress session and wants involved. My old Mistress is sadistic and now she has both my wife and me My recently new wife “Samantha” of six months she knew of my kinks with past Mistresses without the details. We have played back and forth and as time goes by she’s starting to get into it more and more and even though I enjoy using her and having her tied at my deposal. Sam is ten years younger than me with mid length auburn hair and a great body. Sam doesn’t have to work so she hits the gym three times a week. She has great legs, a nice ass and a firm C chest I am a lucky guy. But I still enjoy being dominated past her means she tries but she would prefer the submissive side best and as I said she is really starting to get into it. I’m not sure how she would really act if she knew all that I have had done to me. About a month ago she started asking more questions about my past Mistresses and what we did during the session. I just told her some of what we did only way more intense I guess you had to be there. When is the last time you seen a Mistress? A while ago I said. After we have been married? No I said. Besides over the past year prior I only seen one and I have not seen her after our marriage. Do you miss her? What do you mean? Nothing I just know you like more than I can give you in that department and I enjoy receiving I just wondered what else there was. ...

Dinner at the restaurant had been good. The food great, the wine perfect. As the evening wore on things became more intimate. Your stocking covered foot would ride up and down my leg, teasing me with a promise of more to come. When the taxi came I could not help but admire as you bent forwards to get inside. Your red silk wrap around dress clinging nicely to your body, your sexy legs clothed in nude stockings with a slight sheen, the hint of a lacy top where the dress parted across your thigh. As I settled on the seat next to you your hand rested high up on the inside of my thigh. I put my arm around you and you snuggled in and we kissed. We held back aware of the driver in the front, not wanting to give him a show. ...