Stories

This story was submitted for the 2010 Winter Fetish Contest. Please be sure to rate read and rate each story. When you’re finished, visit our sponsor by clicking the banner above. (They have lots of cool stuff!). Author's Note: A story written some time ago (A camera with film!) that I found recently and still enjoy. “I can’t believe I agreed to wear this,” you say to yourself. The skirt is short, barely covering the curve of your bottom. You feel the thong pressing between your legs, never letting you forget it is there. The halter top, the bolero jacket. All do their jobs–barely. The heels are the last element of the outfit–high, curving your legs deliciously. ...

Author's Note: The bad news: Earth has been conquered by invading aliens. The good news: They have a taste for human milk. Full Story Prologue - Rise And Fall The battle for Earth was lost before humanity even knew it was being waged. The Vacarian scout shop that stumbled upon our solar system had found an otherwise perfect planet teeming with pesky intelligent life - mildly dangerous, but nothing they hadn’t dealt with before. It took only a few days for the Vacarian scientists onboard to develop and deploy the virus that would doom humanity. It was fast spreading and entirely symptomless, except for the fact that it rendered its victim sterile after a few months. The plague was stealthily seeded in the largest cities on each continent and then the scout ship continued on its way. ...

Friday night I prepared by laying out the items that were going to be needed for the adventure on Saturday. This included a locking ball gag, 3" black leather posture collar, thin, black leather connecting strap, leather chastity belt, new powerful personal vibrator, handcuffs, thigh cuffs with small connecting chain, two small metal rings, my metal nipple clamps that were also connected by a small metal chain, my long black leather gloves, long black leather trench coat, and of course my black thigh high boots. I then went down to the local drugstore and picked up an 12 oz Fleet enema package and then went home to a nice dinner and long bath. ...

Author's Note: This is my another attempt to write a long term bondage story. Readers, who already are familiar of my previous stories, know that English is not my first language. So please excuse me for grammatical errors. The characters are imaginary, any similarities in real life is purely coincidental. The name of the countries taken in this story are just to make it real and not to offend anyone. Please comment at the end of the story. They inspire me to write more… ...

AUTHORS NOTE: I wish to thank Anne Gray for her permission to use and refer to some of her wonderful stories in writing this, as well as allowing me post it. I offer my heartfelt thanks from the readers she has entertained with all the stories she has written, and, I beg her to continue to entertain and delight us with more adventures. I need a good cry, so I pull the car over to the side of the interstate. ...

Chapter 1 Ok, so my wife read 50 Shades way back then and we talked after. She loved the idea of a Red ‘play’ room just for us, I thought it may be fun and very well spice up our sex life. Per her instruction, I painted our spare bedroom - she did make a great color choice. Over time we added some interesting toys to our collection. Prior to this over the years we both figured out quite quickly that she was best suited for Top and me for Bottom, so sure, this dynamic was easily carried over into our Red room where lots of fun was had. Looking back, I recall her never wanting to be the Bottom. Humm… ...

“You really could use a shower” said Sue as Bob walked into the house. “I could really use a beer” Bob replied. “No beer till you take a shower.” Sue blocked Bob’s access to the fridge. “You really don’t want to get between me and my Miller Light” replied Bob. Sue put her hands on her hips and stood her ground. “Shower! Now!” Sue stood quietly in the shower. The endless stream of soothing, warm water rushed over her gorgeous naked body - in much the same manner it had the previous hour. Sue’s hands were tightly bound behind her back with a bright white piece of insulated electric cord, as were her ankles. ...

Author's Note: He wants to try the chair. But it turns out to be a mistake My, was I pleased to finish that job. It wasn’t much, just change a ballcock in the attic, but that must have been the filthiest attic I have ever been in. Muck and filth everywhere. By the time I had finished I was black. Still it was Wednesday, two thirty in the afternoon, and I was finished. Tomorrow was Thanksgiving. Four glorious days with nothing to do, but relax. ...

That day, I came in the front door, called out: “Hallo, dear” and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. There is a doorway through to the lounge and I heard Julie, Mrs T, whose tones are not always soft, say: ‘He’s jerking off". I shouted “Hallo, dear”, again and there was a short embarrassed silence. Then Mrs T called “come in here, darling”, and I went through to find her sitting with her friend Wendy, either side of a bottle of prosseco on the coffee table. ...

Author's Note: I wrote this a few years back found it the other day, tweaked it a bit and figured i’d post it. Hope you like it. Chapter 1 It was 6pm, the snow was pounding down, and to top it off it had been a day from hell at work. I called home to let Her know that I would order takeout for dinner. Saving both of us from cooking. The cool calm sweet demenor on the phone, belied the bitch she could be. The takeout would be delivered around 730 they said, being as backed up as they were. ...