Stories

Author's Note: A sequel to ‘Seduction at the Old Gaol’ with James and Belinda, Sophie (Belinda’s grown up daughter) and Kate (Belinda’s friend). Part 1 It was a few years later and Belinda and James were now living together. It was late on a sunny Friday afternoon and James had spent the day working from home. “Hi darling, I’ve finished,” his smiling voice flowed freely through the intercom. There was a short delay as Belinda’s bare feet skipped across the kitchen and retrieved her intercom from underneath a pile of washing. ...

Part 1 “Hi,” James smiled as he walked up to the woman at the front desk, “How you doing?” The woman pushed back her long dark hair, her expression changing from one of boredom to one of slightly more interested. “It’s quiet here today.” “It’s always like this mid-week,” He read her name badge. ‘Belinda’ was cute, but hours of selling entry tickets for the old gaol and museum appeared to be taking its toll. At least now she was smiling. ...

“Crazed with lust, the wench instantly fits herself with a dildo; she frigs me; this, says she, will make me overlook the pain she’s about to cause me and then she delivers the thunderous blow, then another, and ’tis this one does in my maidenhead. Words cannot describe what I suffered; but the lancing pains provoked by this terrible operation soon yielded to the sweetest pleasures."-The Marquis de Sade, Juliette, Part One ...

Author's Note: The story takes a little time to setup, but is worth the payoff in the end. I already have two more parts written and a general outline for several more. If this is well received I’ll post them. Part 1 Seeking arrangement. Samantha had pretty much given up on finding a sugar daddy. At first it seemed like it would be the perfect fix for her financial problems, but two months of lies, fake pictures, broken promises, no-show dates and one attempted rape had just about soured her on the whole idea. ...

1. The Castle Segahay Castle cuts a dark and imposing image when viewed from the air and is seen contrasting against the bright and beautiful Scottish countryside surrounding it. However from the ground it is difficult to view at all in its full medieval majesty. While most of the shire is wide open, quite flat or quietly sloping hillsides covered in heather and tufts of grass or at the worst, low level gorse bushes; for five miles in any direction around the Castle every tree, bush and shrub known to Scotland has thrived in Centuries of neglect to make Segahay a truly inhospitable and formidable place. ...

Lin had always considered herself a bit of an outsider. In school she liked looking at boys as much as the rest of her friends, but she also had funny feelings when she looked at girls. One time another girl offered Lin ten dollars to make out with her in order to tease some boys, and Lin was surprised at how much she enjoyed it. And then there were the locker rooms. Oh, the locker rooms… ...

Self bondage can be addictive, or so I am told. I have been experimenting for several months now and generally laugh at the documented misfortunes of others; perhaps not a good idea as God, fate or what ever will usually pay you back. I had set a time and date in my head which had had to be changed several times due to my family not being where they should have been. After reading quite a few stories I “borrowed” pieces from some and planned my session. Working on the 5 “P” principles, Poor Planning makes for Piss Poor Performance I tried each piece of equipment, modifying their use as I went along. ...

I am a small girl, 5'4’’ and 100 lbs, with long legs and ample breasts, a shaved virgin pussy 22 years old and live in a small town in Illinois. My name is Megan, and we keep it at that for now. I have been interested in self-bondage for as long as I can remember, and once in awhile I like to have a little bondage time to myself. I make situations that I cannot get out of for a long time, literally forcing my self into bondage for some time. Usually I am “spending the weekend with some friends”, but I am really in an old barn that is not in use, down by a creek on my families property. I found it with some friends, but they forgot it instantly. I have made it livable, scrounging up a bed, refrigerator and some little things. Once over spring break at age 19, I spent 3 days hog- tied. I was in there, and had set a timer to turn of the lights in the day and close the blinds on the windows during the day, so had to wait 3 days for enough moonlight to undo the combination that bound me. ...

She was a self bondage addict. She was obsessed with tying herself up as tightly and as cruelly and she could and as often as she could. Every rope, strap and gag was applied just as tight as she could stand, sometimes more than she could stand. She loved every second of her self imposed torments and I loved to watch her do it. She was a gorgeous woman a dream come true for any red blooded heterosexual man. Her shoulder length hair was dark brown not quite black, which contrasted perfectly with her pale white skin and bright green eyes. Large mouth with luscious full lips. She stood about 5’ 6" in her bare feet with long legs. Large breasts, but not too large, just the right size to bind and torment. Her ass was amazing, nice and round further accentuated by her tiny waist. For years I secretly watched her tie herself up in more and more elaborate ways. She was very creative, very masochistic and cruel to herself. This time I could not resist I decided it was time to make myself known, she was never going to forget this night that was for sure. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story please let me know what you think and if I have the right tags and anyway to improve the next part. ‘Bing’ went my phone as I was pulling in the driveway of the pizza store to get a pizza for supper. The message was from Ella and it said ‘can you please come over and help me I have a problem?’ I replied ‘ya sure will be there in about 10 minutes with pizza as well if you want?’ Her reply took awhile and read ‘ok thanks.’ ...