Bondage

Author's Note: Playing online gets me in deep trouble. Part 1 It all started as just a game. i logged into a forced feminization chat room and portrayed myself as a slave being punished by my Mistress. Saying She had instructed me to enter this room for 5 minutes and obey any command given to me. It seemed harmless and exciting. How stupid could i have been. Instantly i began getting messages for me to strip and show my ass and my face in various poses. There was one in particular who led the show. He forced me to put on lots of makeup and lingerie and pose myself as a sissy slut begging for cocks to serve. Everything was done on cam. i was naked spreading my ass and on display. After the 5 minutes were up, i left the room still getting messages from everyone who participated im my degradation. It seemed harmless and fun to portray myself and get so much attention. Then, It happened! ...

PROLOG: Tell me a story Jenny lay back against the bed’s wooden footboard. I’d decided to keep the leather body harness on her – while technically unbound, the straps were tight and were easily embedded in her soft skin. I reached over and poured her another brandy, but I could tell by her eyes that she was close to stepping into sleepy land. We’d been fucking each other for going on six hours straight, me on top slapping her wonderful ass with the leather flogger, her tightening ropes that held me spread-eagled to the bed. This girl could think up the most horrid things to do to the male body whether she really followed through or not – in Jenny’s world, when you’re tied you’re just a product to be dealt with. ...

I could not believe my luck. I had stalked a lovely young lady for weeks, watching her patterns around campus and at the small house where she lived. No boyfriends, quiet in he ways, innocent looking. Possibly a virgin, and those fetch high prices indeed on the open market. Her summer vacation had just started and the campus area was empty. She was alone and clearly getting ready to spend the summer in town. I was ready to capture her and getting ready to back my non-descript van into the driveway, when another female came up to the door with a small suitcase and rang the bell. I drive past unobtrusively. A girlfriend? No, older, but a clear resemblance. Plainly an older sister come to visit. More mature but just as lovely. How excellent. ...

"…any act by which severe pain or suffering, whether physical or mental, is intentionally inflicted on a person for such purposes as obtaining from her, or a third person, information or a confession, punishing her for an act she or a third person has committed or is suspected of having committed, or intimidating or coercing her or a third person, or for any reason based on discrimination of any kind, when such pain or suffering is inflicted by or at the instigation of or with the consent or acquiescence of a public official or other person acting in an official capacity." ...

Author's Note: A true account of a girl who can’t find satisfaction from her partners tying her up and turns to self-bondage instead. Things quickly go wrong the the inexperienced girl and she finds herself stuck by her own hand. Part 1 “I couldn’t believe how tight the straps were. They were tight - TOO tight! I struggled, I twisted, I tried anything I could do, but the straps and leather cuffs just held me so firmly tight. I was stuck and worse still by my own hand. No chance of release, no chance of help. Yet another wave of panic spread over my body, quickly followed by another wave of pleasure from my constant stimulation. I was now certain that without help coming soon that I would go completely crazy suspended here…” ...

Author's Note: : This story is the sequel to Tammy’s Valentine Bind. To get an insight into the characters you may wish to read it prior to this one. Chapter One Tammy Lynette Dufrane stared at her laptop screen. The vivid images sent a chill down her back and a unsettling warmth between her legs. She recognized the people on the screen. James VanNorkin, the bald, mustachioed man beneath the black beret, and his two evil henchwomen, Nora and Gina, were being very deliberate and methodical as they skillfully laced a black leather body sheath over the body of the voluptuous redhead. Tammy not only recognized her, but, also had an intimate knowledge of her. ...

Tammy Lynette Dufrane sat frozen at her desk. She blankly stared at the 9-inch view screen on the portable DVD player in front of her. It had mysteriously appeared on her desk while she and her secretary had been called to the conference room for the daily morning powwow. No explanation of who it was from, just a card with the words ‘FOR YOUR EYES ONLY’ slid under the white bow and ribbon that decorated the heart shaped bright red box it came in. Two layers of her favorite caramel filled chocolates surrounded the player and filled the rest of the 2-inch deep box. ...

Author's Note: Fiona’s first week in a new job ends with her getting a rather bizarre insight into the brand of hosiery created and marketed by her employer. Part 1 Fiona gazed out of the window at the October sunset and smiled. The slim, attractive, twenty year old was more than pleased with her first week working here, but now she was looking forward to a quiet weekend of relaxation. She checked her watch. Nearly four thirty; only half an hour to go now. As this fact registered in her brain, however, the door opened slightly and the head of her boss, Monica, suddenly appeared in the ensuing gap. ...

Author's Note: I wrote this for myself in less than an hour while waiting for my Daddy to finish up at a graduation party. I know age play isn’t really big on this site but I’m tired of searching for DD/lg stories and finding terribly written stuff. I hope you guys at least give it a chance. Chapter One “No, Daddy, please?” I wailed, squirming under His touch. I had been a bad girl and threw a small temper tantrum at the mall. ...

Author's Note: Here is a two part story I wrote sometime back over on Fetlife, I decided that I would put both together to really make one complete story. I have included my original titles and just renamed the story so it has a bit of a flow to it. I have read it over many times myself and think I have found all my thrus and through so if I missed one sorry for that. It seems it’s my one crutch when composing a story. So I hope you enjoy Tara’s story… ...