Author's Note: Original work, free use. Work of fiction. Marcus was a college freshman. Like many his age, he couldn’t wait to finish his studies and get on with his life. Unlike many his age, Marcus was the son of a wealthy criminal family. Growing rich on drug sales and money laundering, his family mainly operated in America and, to a lesser degree, in Russia. Once he finished college, Marcus would likely spend a few years going his own way, before ultimately joining the family business. That was the plan anyway. More recently, Marcus has been anxious to start his real ascent into manhood sooner rather than later, and thought about leaving college prematurely, though he would miss playing in the college’s orchestra. ...

“POP!” Mandy was off with the sound of the starting gun! After a short sprint, Mandy glanced quickly over her shoulder. Marty was still waiting at the blue line. How about that? Maybe this race was going to be fair after all. And if it was a fair race, Mandy knew she had a chance to win. 10K - ten kilometers, cross country. And in this case it was really across country. Coach Roberts had dropped both runners off about six miles from the school track finish line. ...

Author's Note: All Catherine wanted, after a hard day’s work, was to get home and have a nice hot bath. But instead her cab ride home turned into a nightmare from which there seemed to be no escape, and soon she was forced to reconsider exactly where ‘home’ might be. Part 1 The fact that the taxi took only five minutes to arrive from the time she’d phoned and requested it, should probably have warned Catherine that everything wasn’t quite as it should be. However, although the cab company’s receptionist had informed her that there would be a wait of around half an hour before a car would be available, Catherine thought nothing of the early appearance of her means of transport; being merely grateful that she would be getting home earlier than she’d assumed, and anxious to get a hot bath and something to eat after a busy day at the studio. ...

Author's Note: I’m not gay, I just have a lot of fantasies, so here is my second story. Let me know if you like it or not by leaving constructive comments. [Editor’s Note: I attempted to edit this story without destroying crazymike’s style of writting or use of language. The text differs only slightly from the original posted on 7/5/12, but has been formatted and edited for your reading enjoyment. -mrhungry ] ...

Author's Note: My first try at writing a story. Part 1 It all started out like any other Saturday, I was just sitting at the table having my coffee and pondering about my whole life and my wife, who I miss very much. She got sick and passed away almost 2 years ago. I think about how we used to enjoy light vanilla bondage, where we would take turns restraining each other and just doing whatever we felt like to each other while they were helplessly bound . We would do mostly long tease and denial sessions, and forced orgasms, we weren’t into anything painful or weird. I am only 52 and have not really started dating much again yet. I guess I just haven’t found the right woman yet. Sitting there thinking about this was making me horny so I decided that today would be a good day for a self-bondage session. I found a few sites on the internet about self-bondage where I could make up different ways to secure myself with a delayed action release. Most of the time I would also find a way to have something setup to give me a long teasing that I have no way of controlling. ...

While on my way home from work I thought about my next bondage outing. It was just after midnight and all my neighbours should be in for the night. I live in a small apartment building with a garage in the basement. In the past I have put myself in bondage down in the garage and been forced to make my way up to my apartment for release. Tonight I would make things a little more exciting by putting the keys up on the fourth floor; I live on the second floor. ...

My story started on a Tuesday night. My roommate Mike was off to work. He worked overnights. Mike’s girlfriend, Melanie also lived with us. She was planning on going out with some friends to a local bar. It was perfect for me because I would have the whole apartment to myself. I had took the week off so I could get some of my own kind of relaxation. After they had left I started on my fun for the night. Since I do triathalons I have a smooth hairless body and am pretty slim. I started out by getting dressed. First I start out by putting on my black silk panties and matching bra. Next come the black silk stockings complete with garter belt. Then I slither into my own little black dress and finish it off with the black heels with ankle strap. I do my face up with makeup and complete the ensemble with a black wig. To top it off I put on my black elbow length opera gloves. With my slender athletic build I could pass if I ever wanted to go out. I never do though. I am completely heterosexual. ...

Whats up guys. my name is AL and im 19 years old. ive been into bondage for awhile now but only started to get into self bondage about 2 years ago. before that i used to look up bondage on my computer. one time i had gotten a virus and my dad restored it back a few months and saw all the websites i had visited, and found out of my love for bondage. i dont no but for me him finding me in self bondage would be very embarrassing. ...

Let me introduce my self i am as known to all my friends as viper so we’ll keep it that way. I am a georgious 19 year old with nice c cup breasts and a clean shaven body that all men dream of. Well i’ve ben doing self bondage since i was 13 and have ben reading stories ever since i love to be tied up gagged and best of all naked. ...

Author's Note: Give me some feedback, be yourself and say what you want. Chapter 1 My name is Mark, im twenty one years old and I live in an apartment complex by myself. I’m kind of a loner so i dont have much friends. I go to college and come home to my empty apartment. I dont talk to any of my neighbors except the landlord, so I dont really have anyone. I’m not gay but I’ve always been into bondage since i can remember. I’ve never told anyone about my little fetish, and after a long time of being alone my small fetish turned into full obsession of bondage and all kinds of other fetishes. I got a computer and that opened the world of fetish to me. I found I like just about everything from BDSM to smelly feet to breath-play, even chastity, anal play an much more. Like I said im not gay im into women dominating me in anyway they want. I liked all this stuff but i was scared of ever telling anyone. I was afraid my friends and family would reject me so i never let anyone close enough to find out my dark secret. So day after day I found new ways to entertain myself wink wink. I tried everything you could think of that one person can do by their self. It was fun for a while but even that started to feel boring. So I started trying out self bondage. I made homemade sex toys and bondage gear with what I could using store bought items. I never had the courage to go into a sex shop and buy bondage toys, so i did with what i could. So lets get on with the story. ...