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Author's Note: I am really starting to enjoy submitting these stories now and reading everyone eles’s work. if anybody would like to strike up a chat with me feel free to email me. I would be interested to talk to like minded people. Hope you enjoy. The music was far to loud for Dave, he was only 30 and already felt he was turning into one of them old people who detested loud music and just wanted a quiet pint. He hadn’t been out since the divorce and his mates had finally convinced him it was a good idea. So there he was sat at the bar of some night club half cut, wondering what was a reasonable time to go home without his mates moaning . Then next to him at the bar she appears, a lovely curvy brunette lady, probably in her 30’s and in a lovely red dress and knee high boots. Dave only noticed the boots as she was on tiptoe at the bar trying to get their attention. She was curvy which he liked and smelt amazing. She turned and looked at him and he offered her a casual smile which she reciprocated. “what you gotta do to get served in this dump, if the music wasn’t so loud perhaps they could hear you”. ...

Author's Note: Please Enjoy. Let me know you’re thoughts in the comments :) Chapter 1 I’m into self bondage. Can’t remember how or why I started, but for a long as I can remember, it’s been my thing. Well that and dressing en femme. The best practice for the two is to always have a way out. Whether it’s a spare at of keys, or have a person you use (whether they are aware of it or not) to be your safety. ...

Author's Note: Three women play a game. Two are going to walk out winners, and one is going to receiving the fucking of her life. There was a house that was known to throw the best parties in the city. It was far enough out in the countryside to avoid noise complaints, and the house was so large that it might as well be called a small mansion. It could easily hold a hundred people on just the first floor. College students were often seen driving out in droves whenever there was something going on. It had a reputation that seemed to grow with each passing month. ...

Author's Note: This story was inspired by this picture So, what have we here? A cute little cowgirl. Come over here, cowgirl. Mistress wants to play. Mmm, you have such nice big tits. They’re going to be so fun to squeeze. And such lovely hair, too! I just want to stroke it all day long. Let’s go over here away from everyone else. Whoa, careful on those little hooves! I’d hate to see my pretty little cowgirl fall and hurt herself. ...

Today, Mirage was particularly longing for her handler to arrive. As soon as the first rays of sunlight had lit up the barn, she had awoken with that deep urge. The same urge that was bothering her for days on end. But today was that day again, when she might be granted release from her hardship. Pressing her haltered head against her stall’s door, she was just able to see the gate of the barn. But no matter how much the ponygirl whimpered and pawed, it remained closed. What took him so long?! Didn’t he know what day was today?! ...

Author's Note: First story that I’m actually posting. I’ll probably come back in and change details later on. Comments and suggestions are very very welcome. Chapter 1 I’m Austin. A nineteen year old, six foot two, well built guy. I live with my fiancé in an upscale two room apartment on the top floor. Elizabeth is out for the next few hours, so I invited Joe over for a guy’s night. I picked out some movie that we’ve both seen a dozen times. I don’t even remember what I put in the DVD player. ...

Author's Note: This story was the inspiration for a weekend birthday celebration. Many of the activities described actually occurred. It was definitely the scene of a lifetime. The write up is not as extreme as some, because all of the events did or could have happened. Chapter 1: Arrival and Capture Friday, 7:30 P.M. The hallway clock sounded the half hour, and Robert was irritated. Alex was an hour and a half late. He didn’t want anyone to spend more than the minimum time required on food and drink. The majority of the food was prepared and needed only to be warmed and put out. But if Alex didn’t arrive soon, the guests would beat him here, and dinner, scheduled for 7:00, would be delayed at least an hour and then socializing and play wouldn’t get started until 10 or later. The scenario of wasting play time was close to his definition of misery. ...

Author's Note: That’s my first story, i hope you’ll have a nice time reading it. Events related in the story are partly true (i lived some of them) but strongly exagerated. Last things… i’m not english so be lenient when reading. _Update (2012/07/20):* Please forgive me for the delay since the last update.* Introduction My name is Matthew, I am 30 years old. As far as I can remember I’ve always been fascinated by BDSM. Even as a child, I already lost myself in daydreams where I was kidnapped by “bad guys” who sell me as an “object” or as a slave. My submissive nature was already there … ...

Author's Note: : I’ve drawn a great deal from pleasure posting “1st and Goal” and other stories here, and the positive responses they’ve garnered. I plan to continue posting most of my older works, but am starting off with something new. Updates for this one will not be as frequent, as it is a work in progress. My plans also include publishing my complete stories (for a nominal fee) at a website used by several authors here. Information on this will be forthcoming. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy… ...

Author's Note: This is just one of the many kinky fantasies that I decided to sit down and put on paper. Enjoy. I had been at college for almost three weeks when the events I am writing about took place. My name is Caleb. I’ve always considered myself a pretty normal guy. I played football in high school, dated a cheerleader, and usually got decent grades in my classes. Alright, enough about me… let me tell you how my freshman year started. ...