Halloween, What memories that conjures up for me! It is also known as all Saint’s day. When the dead are said to walk the earth; it is nearly a year and peace has reigned in our family since then. I will explain. It was a year ago on Halloween; I took a year out from studying and decided to visit my aunt in a backwater town in the United States. She had often phoned to say she would like me to visit her. She is my favorite aunt. We were upset when her husband got killed when the mountain road gave out after a storm and his car slid down a bank. Local kids made her life a misery by taunting her and other old people calling them witches and warlocks and threatening to burn them at the stake. Nothing could be further from the truth with my aunt Pauline. That may be her trouble. She is too friendly and trusting. I do not know. ...

Author's Note: Story idea was inspired by a fan/ e-mail correspondent. Thanks, Mike! Happy Halloween and happy bondaging! She admired her shiny black skin-tight latex-attired, corseted, booted, hooded figure in her full-length mirror, posing from different angles, getting her full fill of her sexy, bad self. She smiled, smacking her tight, gleaming, beautifully-rounded ass, straining to look back over her shoulder in the long, tight, thick latex neck-corselet, a cigarette in her other latex-gloved hand, cocked back at shoulder height. ...

I like being locked up. Face it - we all do. Halloween just happens to be the best time to show it. Most of my friends don’t know about my secret BDSM obsessions. Or the fact that I have a nice cache of material, including ropes, handcuffs, collars, blindfolds and chains stashed under my bed. No, nobody does. I was a 19 girl with dark brown hair, green eyes and a pretty nice body. I’d been trying to tie myself up properly for years. When I lived with my parents, they never had any ‘goods’. They were very, very strict on regulations, always wanting to know where I was going, who I was with, what I was doing. My Mom worked at home, and she frequently checked my mail. I could never really purchase BDSM crap for years. Halloween changed all that. ...

It was October 31st and I was laying on my bed in my dorm room deciding if I wanted to do anything tonight or stay in and surf the internet. I knew there were a bunch of parties going on at the frat houses and other usual party places but I had never really gotten into Halloween and hadn’t put together a costume anyway. I could throw on a pair of jeans and a white T shirt and slick my hair back and go as a 50’s greaser but that would be lame. That is all I had. Just then my phone lit up and it was a text from Tisha. A girl I had hooked up with a handful of times this year and was always good for a little fun. ...

Nicole was a very attractive woman who loved putting men in bondage. Every Halloween Nicole would have a party for her girlfriends and a male. Brian fit all the qualifications for that male. Nicole wanted a man who treated women with no respect. He enjoyed sleeping with as many women as he could. Brian also enjoyed putting women in tight bondage. He was best looking man in the bar. One of Nicole’s girlfriends had dated Brian and had been treated very badly. ...

Author's Note: A great Halloween costume is a wonderful thing, but sometimes it is better to pick your own and not trust someone else. “One game of backgammon, if you win I will give you $10,000. If I win you will come to the Halloween party dressed as a pony, but in a costume that I will provide.” Sounds simple, sounds none threatening. For David $10,000 was nothing. For her it was huge, with the costs of school she was really struggling. Was this just his way of helping her out? And so what if she lost. She had been worried sick about how she was going to put together a costume that would match the people she expected to be at David’s party. ...

Author's Note: Just a short story I’ve worked off and on for a while. Hope you enjoy! Part 1 Trish paused in the shadow of the doorway, glancing nervously in all directions before opening the rusted metal door to the abandoned industrial building and stepping inside the cool darkness. Safe inside, she dropped a small clear plastic bag to one side. The bag clinked lightly as it hit the floor. The pupils of her startlingly light blue eyes expanded instantly to compensate for the lack of light, and it took her a few minutes for her vision to adjust. ...

Author's Note: This is based on true fantasies, and the character of Nicki is definitely me. I did have a roommate who I didn’t like, and a lot of the things about self-bondage and Nicki’s history are true. Of course, I would never have the guts to do what Nicki does, but that’s why it’s fiction. ;) Thanks so much for all the great comments so far! I appreciate them, and will try to work in some of your suggestions. Keep them coming! ...

Author's Note: I’ve put some older stories into an ebook. Feel free to take a look, I’m in need of a good review…. A. x Part 1 This was turning into a very awkward conversation. The girl in the next door apartment had as good as invited herself in for coffee. Normally that would have been fine, in fact more than fine. Hannah was single, in her mid twenties and good looking. She was slim with a nice figure and shoulder length brown hair. ...

Author's Note: Note: This is a work of fiction. Please use the utmost care and planning when embarking on any bondage adventure. Entering through a side door, Eric found myself blinded by a set of powerful lights that illuminated everything within its beam. For a few moments, he forgot how much trouble he was having teetering around on 7-inch platform sandals. The lights did reflect nicely on his freshly painted, bright red pedicured toes. A not so subtle push in the back moved him forward. It reminded him how hard it is for a guy to walk in platform heels. Especially when your hands are secured at the waist by coils of rope. His arms were totally useless in helping him maintain his balance. ...