Preface Tasha wrote, taking a chance. Not enough. The words were too easy for her to say. I didn’t know anything about her. But then she asked, offered, shared…it became more real; we seemed to be getting passed the bullshit. I thought I knew where she was coming from. She would tell me anything, anything, except who she really was. Fine by me, I didn’t want to know anyway. Just having a little fun. I already have a life, you know. ...
PROLOGUE As the information that would make her very rich copied to a flash drive in the form of a god awful hot pink lipstick case, Tatianna left the computer terminal for a moment. Opening the coat closet just inside the entrance to the office she looked down at the girl writhing on the floor. With sure, economical, movements she tightened the leather straps holding the packing in her captive’s mouth, and the blindfold in place, then checked the knots of the thin cord binding the girl’s wrists and ankles together in a classic hogtie. She wasn’t going anywhere, at least not until her captor had finished collecting the information needed to achieve her goal. ...
Prologue “Oh come on Amy, work with me here. I cannot put you on display for the private grand opening until you’re down to at least nineteen inches!” Amy, of course, had no choice in the matter but Tatianna liked to talk to herself as she worked the laces of the heavily boned, white kid leather, bondage corset. Since it was taking her quite some time to get the beautiful twenty four year old girl properly fitted she was carrying on a regular one-sided conversation. ...
Author's Note: I don’t have any tattoos, so if you’re a tattoo fan please forgive me if I butcher some of the terminology, and feel free to offer corrections in the comment section. I’m sure the tattoo-less readership will appreciate your input it as well. - OHW Martha was four years old when she fell in love with the angel tattoo on her mother’s shoulder. The eagle tattooed on her dad’s back was her second favorite. As she grew, little Martha went out of her way to view tattoos. She often walked up to tattooed strangers and asked them to share the stories behind their skin decorations. ...
Author's Note: I’ve always loved the idea of bondage poker, and I hope it isn’t too complicated. Please, comment away, and let me know if you want me to continue. It could very well end here, but I would also like to explore Taylor and the Lady as well if you guys think that’s a good idea. Thanks! Prologue Taylor slowly pulled her shirt off, taking her time not to give everyone watching a show, but because she was so worried about it. She had never been in only underwear in front of someone else, and yet here she was, stripping for her three friends. ...
Part 1 I had attended the teachers’ conference which had been somewhat dull. I was now having a drink at the bar afterwards when I saw the star presenter- a stunningly attractive woman of about 30 called Jenny Albright. She was dressed extremely smartly with a tight white blouse and a grey pencil skirt with high heals. i couldn’t dream of approaching her at the bar but she walked purposefully up to me and offered to buy me a drink. I was amazed and introduced myself, “Hi, I’m Graham James and I teach history.I really enjoyed your talk this morning.” ...
Author's Note: For 2 years I had a story bubbling in my head about teaching 2 bondage massage ladies, when suddenly this plot popped into my head and took the lead. It was all done & written in 2 weeks. I appreciate any feedback. Feel free to drop comments via the email, I like it when I hear a story has pleased people. Thank you in advance. Dreams and fantasies can come true, even bondage dreams. You may have to help fate a little bit by going out to seek temptations, but then it can actually happen. ...
Author's Note: First attempt at writing. Inspired by true events and wishful thinking. Any ideas on how to teach this smart-ass a lesson are welcome. Chapter 1 - Challenge Accepted “Awk even I could get out of that” Steph said with disdain as they watched the damsel on tv struggle in vain against her bonds. “Why are these girls in the movies so pathetic?”. “There’s no way you could” argued Chris. “Her hands are taped behind her back and she’s locked in a box!” Steph shook her head, “I’m telling you that would be easy, I’d be out of that and calling the cops in no time”. ...
Part 1 this story contains bondage, torture and sexual explicit content. The story is for entertainment purposes only. It should only be read by persons of legal age and in areas where this material is legal… the bottom line ADULTS ONLY…all persons portrayed in this story are 18 years of age or older…. this is a work of fiction…. if you don’t understand that seek help. Teen Fire and Teen Frost are my creations please do not use without my expressed permission ...
Chapter 1 Kara and Tara Bishop were stepsisters. At 18 years old, 5'4" and 110lbs both are extremely attractive girls with perfect tan skin and playmate looks. Both girls have perfect breasts if not large for girls so petite and pert, toned, heart shaped asses. Both had modeled growing up and had been pursued by some of the top agencies. It amazed most people who found that they were just stepsisters because they look so alike. The girls could very well have been sister’s even twins they even shared the same birthday. Both girls are currently freshman college students attending City College on gymnastic scholarships. They lived together in a small apartment off campus. Both of their parents had died in a car accident two years before their transformation. Insurance and the selling of their father’s business had left them both financially secure for life. Both girls loved to play beach volleyball and team Bishop was ranked nationally in the sport. ...