Stories

Author's Note: This started out as the kernel of an idea for a potential video/photo shoot which I would like to put together. Putting things on paper, and following the natural progression of a bondage scene, helps me recognise what will and won’t work before the camera rolls. The back story is fictional, but I have drawn on inspiration from several people I have talked to and pieces of equipment that I have, or would like to make, to allow this to happen. Finally, please bear in mind that this is written by a Brit. Our language and spelling is slightly different from the American version of our shared language. ...

Author's Note: Disclaimer/foreword Hi, this is my first story, and thus I’m not sure if it’s merits. It is fantasy pure and simple, the technology is unrealistic and I doubt the rest of the story is much better realism wise. Finally, all feedback is greatly appreciated, if anyone has ideas on how to continue this story I am open to it, and I intend to write more stories with Morina in the future. ...

Part 1 Let me start by introducing myself my name is Laura i am a 23 years young girl long brown hair, medium build and imo good looking. What im about to tell you is a true story one that happened quite recently so here we go! Well the day started like any other the alarm began to beep dead on 9am making me jump at first, still tired I reached for the alarm to turn it off, got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I Stood in front of the mirror began to apply makeup and a lovely shade of red lipstick smoothly along my lips. I headed back to the bedroom and changed from my pajamas to a pair of Black silk panties and bra, a lovely ruby knee length dress and black leggings ready for my days trip. ...

Chapter 1: Foot Cleaner Fred set up his laptop on his bed with his hand over his dick, preparing for a long night of masturbation. The 22-year old college senior had pretty much given up on ever scoring any girls for himself due to a total lack of confidence, and was at this point just happy to have a house alone off campus where he could enjoy his prolonged masturbation sessions in peace. ...

I never thought that this past Saturday night I would experience it all. By all I mean forced cross dressing, self-bondage, fem dom, humiliation and orgasm control. But I am getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you a little about me. Ever since I started noticing girls I was always attracted to the girls that dressed the sexiest and wore the highest heels. No flats, summer dresses and the no makeup look for me! I tried to talk all of my girlfriends into dressing my way and most of them did, if only to make me happy. ...

Author's Note: Story was inspired by an old tattooed, pierced girlfriend who was a smoking fiend. We had wild sex and bondage fun and games. She was a genuine psycho! _Updated (12/19/11):* Finally wrote the sequel! Sorry it’s been so long! More to come.* Part 1 He saw her sitting at the bar and he was quite smitten. She was a petite raven-haired beauty with deep blue eyes, heavily mascaraed and darkly-shaded. She had tattoos and piercings and wore a very tight-laced black leather over-bust, shoulder-strap corset that deliciously squeezed her ample-looking breasts and forced her to sit very straight on the barstool. She was a sexy, wild-looking thing! She was drinking a draft beer and smoking a cigarette, as smoking was allowed in this bar. He was a non-smoker, but was transfixed. ...

Your excitement grows as you turn the corner in a dim warehouse, as around the corner is the recently-captured sniper. All for you. You had an objective with them of course, otherwise this sniper would have just been shot, but anything between that and now is between you and them. You step around the corner to see a hunched male figure, his hands drawn behind his back. As soon as you step into view, his eyes flick up towards you. He had managed to break the zip tie that previously bound his boots together, but the handcuffs are gonna hold him no matter what. His hands are locked around a pipe in the wall, preventing him from moving around. ...

It was a snowy December night, it had been snowing for the past few days and there was about 3 feet of snow on the ground and it was expected to keep snowing for another 3 days. No one was leaving his or her houses because it was so hard to get around. Basically my town was completely shut down. So I made myself some popcorn and popped in my favourite movie. I was going to spend a third day trapped in my house so to speak. While the movie was going on I realized that the snow continued to come down, I’m talking huge flakes the size of golf balls. ...

“Snuffle”! That was as close as I could get. I was trying to put a name to the sound my pet Sandi was making as she ate her lunch. I was sitting at the kitchen table eating my own lunch and she was on the floor beside me with her mouth wrapped around the feeding station. The station was clamped to the edge of the table and consisted of a container that narrowed down into an oblong tube at a 45 degree downward angle ending in an opening about 1 ½” across and ½” high. ...

Author's Note: my first story i hope you like it i remember nothing as i wake up, dizzy, and naked, tied to a bed extremely tight. i can barely move, and my jaw hurts terribly as i realize theres a massive ball-gag on my and i feel cold on my cock as i realize, even though i cant see it, there’s a chastity device on my cock. “enjoying yourself slave?” ...