Armbinder

Day One Mistress Sun had asked me to stay at her house for the week while she was out of town on business. I gladly accepted, knowing how happy it would make my mistress. My first mistake came on Monday morning while I was attending to my morning erection. I was in Mistress Sun’s bathroom, eyes closed and completely oblivious to anything other than pleasuring myself when I heard a distinctly feminine cough. I opened my eyes to find Madame Pearl wagging a finger at me and giving me the evilest of grins I could imagine. She told me that I was pretty much fucked if I finished or not, so I closed my eyes and quickly completed my business. ...

Author's Note: If anyone wants to make a video of this idea.. I’d love to see it. Football Sunday was here again. I clipped the leash to the front of my wife Kerry’s collar, and led her the short walk up the driveway to my friend Dan’s front door. She kept her head bowed, not so much out of submission, but more of the hope that passing traffic and casual onlookers wouldn’t notice the bright red ball wedged deep in her mouth. Her hands were bound behind her, held by a pair of chained cuffs underneath her long wool coat. ...

Author's Note: I have originally written this for myself, however I decided to share it. For now this is the full story, however I may write some kind of continuation of it in the future. Enjoy! I’m a single mother. My husband left me and my son Jim 4 years ago. Since then I cared for Jim alone. He is 18 years old now, just finished school and is currently unemployed. ...

Author's Note: We were asked by several to write a new story and we are back now. This one explores even deeper fantasies of my beautiful Asian co-author, whose character is again the victim. Though the premise and title may be similar, we think you will find this story is more intriguing in its twists and turns. My character is again the dominant figure. Also as before the first of each chapter is from the dominant’s perspective, the last of each from the victim’s. We appreciate your votes and comments and hope you enjoy reading it as much as we did writing it. I admit there were times it seemed the story was controlling the authors instead of the other way around. ...

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: This story features real people and real equipment that actually exists. The story itself though is fiction and it never happened. But someday it might. If I am very lucky. Frustration and Pain ...

Author's Note: In which Nature takes a hand. Lying in Robbie’s arms after a marathon sex session Gemma wondered whether to ask her lover if he would help do the gardening she needed. Though it was her garage under assault, the plant actually was here next door here on Mr Matthews property and she wanted it sorted. Creepers had already invaded inside, so this morning she’d taken a saw and ‘pruned’ the stuff back to the walls. ...

Author's Note: I started in on my hobby of writing by doing sequels to stories by other writers. That is the way my imagination often runs. Now it has happened again. This one is the first of a set of sequels to Girls Friday, by Morlock. I have asked him for permission, which he granted. He has seen advance copies before the sequels are posted. This is a sequel, so it begins with the action already well underway. In order to better understand what is happening, you need to read Morlock’s original story first. ...

Author's Note: You can see a version of the story with illustrations at DeviantArt.com. Just search for Trystl, and it should come up. This is a story in the Hunting Season Universe, although (as promised) it’s not set on Renaldo’s Island, and the tone/mood is far different from Fanni’s story. 1 - Display Case The display case. I hate it. I hate the long hours of forced standing. I hate the cute little outfit they force me into. I hate the people who come to gawk at me. Most of all, I hate those who think they have a right to put me in here, trapped behind a cage of glass, like some animal in a zoo. Only zoo animals are, at least, allowed to pace back and forth. I’m forced to stand in agony, unable to move. ...

Chapter 1 - Interview with a Mistress Sarah pulled up in her car with some trepidation. She checked the address again; yes, this was the right number. She had been expecting somewhere nice, after all the ad had been for a maid and only someone very well off could afford a maid, but this place was a mansion with grounds surrounded by a imposing wall. Sarah was a pretty, slim girl of 18 with blonde hair that fell half way down her back. She wasn’t sure how she felt about applying for a maid’s position. The whole idea of maids seemed a bit anachronistic. But Sarah knew she needed money if she was going to apply for college next year since she wasn’t eligible for a scholarship and this position paid surprisingly well. ...

Author's Note: With apologies to the late Aaron Spelling. This is a work of hard core fantasy. In the real world, this probably isn’t possible and would be just plain wrong. Enjoy it in that context please. This is my second story, using the great feedback from the first. Each chapter is intended to provide content of interest :) Chapter 1: All Aboard From the foot of the gangway, the ship didn’t look that big. It was maybe 500 feet long, stem to stern and of an older style. A modern cruise ship is all about balconies and wide open decks. From below, this one seemed to have nothing but small portholes and was all ship. This was my first concrete sign of what awaited. ...