Author's Note: Total fiction of course……and I have left out some detail to keep the narrative flowing but I hope that doesn’t spoil the effect of the story for you. This is the tale of a man who has spent years keeping his selfbondage secret from everyone…..even his girlfriend with whom he plays kinky games in a basement dungeon at her house. Then one day, she comes home early amd catches him in the act… ...

The day I was caught in self-bondage. No one else was at home. It seemed like a great time for a little adventure, but first I had to prepare. In my room I stripped off my clothes, then from my secret hiding place on the floor under the bottom dresser drawer I removed my equipment several bundles of nylon rope, cable zip-ties, duct tape, and scissors. Now, all I needed was a damsel before the adventure could begin, ya gotta have a damsel in distress for a self-bondage session. I went down the hall to my older sister Sara’s room. I tossed my supplies on her bed. Quickly, I began to collect the outfit for my damsel, 3 pairs of panties, bra, tights, white half-slip, blue-plaid pleated skirt, white peter pan blouse, plaid cross tie and black maryjanes for the classic schoolgirl in bondage scenario. I placed all these items on Sara’s bed. A glance at the clock reminded me that my parents would be home in about 2 hours. My sister was scheduled to work after school. She shouldn’t be home until very late. Thinking about being bound and the possibility being caught began to get me excited. ...

Author's Note: The first part of the story is true, the second is fictional I have been going through a somewhat ugly Divorce, going on two years now and it all comes down to money, sex and a lack of respect. A lack of all three and mainly from her but now it seems she wants all the money she can get before it is over and as much support as possible. I have been more than fair but that apparently is not enough for her. We were married 20+ years, separated the last two with something needing to happen ASAP. ...

Author's Note: this is my first story hope you like it I just got out of school and graduated and got my diploma and a certificate of completion in automotive tech. so my family was going down to west Virginia and I had to stay home and babysit my niece and nephew. I had to watch them because my step sister can go out with her friend for her birthday. So it was Friday night and she leaving early Saturday morning. I thought I will play a little bondage for a while so I went to my room and grab out my bondage gear from in my closet. ...

This is my first post. I have many stories of selfbondage but only one where I was found. Might sound kind of sick but I wish I had more because the intensity of the orgasm I had experienced that faithful day has yet to be duplicated. I am a 45 year old M to F CD and I have been dressing and practicing selfbondage since about 14 or 15. In those years I have become very good at putting myself into inescapable bondage until either the time release or the task I have mapped out for myself has run its course. I started out like most all CD’s did with wearing my Mothers and Sisters things.I also had acquired a pretty sizable collection of things that I had stolen from my friends mothers, Dresses, Stockings, Panties, and even Heels. I would only steal from the mothers that I thought were attractive. I had two friends that I considered there Moms to be hot and needless to say I had a lot of there things in my bag of tricks that took some time to collect. Which brings me to the one mother that I thought was the sexiest. My Step Mother. Yes I said my Step Mother. She was much younger than my Father and she had legs that at the time I thought were second to none. I would spend quite a bit of time at my Fathers and one day I found myself all alone in the house. Father and Step Mom were both at work. So of course I spent the morning going through her thing’s. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story, I hope you like it. Chapter 1 Since I was young it seemed I was always into bondage and female domination. Rolling myself up in a blanket so my arms were immobile was how I started. Seeing my first look at a Female Dominant in a magazine held a power over me it took years to understand. I finally went to a Pro Dominatrix and found the joy and release of submission. But this was getting too expensive over time and I had to cut back my trips to see my Mistress. Then something unexpected happened and my life has been changed ever since. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story, but go easy on me. This is kinda a fantasy of mine, which I hope never happens, but it definitely turns me on. Chapter 1 I should first start off by telling you a little bit about me. I’m a small town country boy who loves to farm. I am thankfully living in my own house. Same town as the parents, but glad to be able to do my thing once in awhile. My other favorite love is bondage. I am a 6 foot tall, average built, 22 year old. I have an average sized penis. I have always loved anything BDSM. I will tie myself up and force myself to crawl to the knife or device I’m using to get out. But I just wanted something more. ...

Author's Note: This originally written piece re-creates a story whose title and author I unfortunately cannot remember. To my knowledge, it’s no longer available online, as it was part of Mason’s Tied and True Tales, a site which unfortunately was taken down before being revived with only some of its original content. I remained true to the plot and Mason’s tendency to combine fetish and rainwear themes as best I could remember, while adding my own flavor to fill in any gaps. Being denied the chance to thank the original author personally for their fine work, I hope they will settle for this homage. ...

Author's Note: Second effort, please comment. Hope you enjoy. Not the way I had planned it. Part 2 may follow. Part 1 I am forty years old and have been married for twenty of those. The kids are off in college and I am currently retired thanks to six lucky numbers. My wife is a good woman, did a great job raising the kids. My only complaint is in regards to sex. It does not interest her and she has never initiated sex after we had kids. She will give it up if I ask but I try not to because I know she does not like it. I do not want to wander because I am a target. I have tried everything but she is happy with a vibrator. I bought it as a supplement, not a replacement. ...

Celia stared across the conference room table at her counterpart, Burk. As usual, he was studiously ignoring her while the meeting continued unabated into it’s third hour. While many would assume he had no interest, Celia knew otherwise. She knew that his studied detachment was a conscious effort to avoid being driven to distraction by her during this meeting, a distraction that Celia was already managing to accomplish simply by gazing every so often in his direction. ...