Bondage

Author's Note: I did not set out to write a novella. I knew where the story ended but I let the characters pick the path that led there. In the process I have become very fond of these characters. I hope you enjoy them as well. Jennifer met the end of the semester with mixed emotions. She had enjoyed her first year of college, being away from home and living in the dorms had been great. She also enjoyed school. She had been disciplined, worked hard and maintained her grades. That didn’t mean she had not had fun. After all, college was not supposed to be all work. She had been lucky as well with her roommate. They had gotten along well from the moment they met. Abigail Johnson, Abby to her friends, which included Jen, was also a freshman, but a lot more outgoing than Jennifer. Jen did not consider herself to be shy, but this was the first time she had lived away from home. It was the first time that she did not have to check in with someone and get permission for the things that she did. That gave her a feeling of freedom, but it came with a twinge of guilt whenever she stepped outside what had been deemed to be the expected boundaries. ...

**Author’s Notes:**It is usually a long time between postings for my stories. In the past, I have tried to compile a mailing list, but it has become unmanageable as of late. However, you can check my weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ for news of my latest works and to read some new ones. Any and all comments are welcome and appreciated. Please e-mail me a [email protected] or post them on my blog. Chapter 1 ...

Author's Note: First attempt at a short story. Hope people like it. A summer dress can hide a lot of things, Raquel hoped this one covered her and kept a little secret safe underneath. Her nipples rubbed against the light material sending shivers through her body as she moved towards the entrance of the supermarket. Raquel was wearing a floaty summer dress which showed off her figure nicely and meant a number of men had already double taked as she walked past. Some of this was also down to the 6 inch heels she was wearing and having some difficulty walking from her Masters car. She hoped no one had spotted the padlocks on the heels forcing her to keep them on until her Master decided. Raquel loved the dress normally and the way it made men look at her, today she found the looks scary as she was sure they could tell what was going on under the dress. ...

Author's Note: It has been quite awhile since my last story- Real Life interferes! This picks up with the same continuity and characters, just with some time separation. As there is a lot of “texting” chat in this story, there is a lot of opportunity for incorrect grammar, so be forewarned! I. PRELIMINARIES It’s funny how life can get in the way sometimes. I mean we all have things that need to be done, or that must be done within a certain amount of time. But it’s just plain old frustrating when you seem to be unable to connect for months on end. Like two ships endless searching for each other in a fog, constantly passing just out of the distance of notice from one another. ...

Author's Note: This is my first attempt to write from a male perspective, please be kind ! Part 1 Hi, my name is Alan. I’ve been into bondage since I was a kid, it was always the subject for my masturbation sessions during puberty, but I’m not one of those super-confident types who suggests bondage to a girl and she immediately rolls over and begs to be tied up, nor am I one of those creeps who grab a girl and tie her up against her will – I’m just your average Joe who fantasises about finding a girl who wants to be tied up, and that’s about it. ...

Author's Note: Follow-up to ‘The Switch’ Part 1 Hi, my name is Alan. I’ve been into bondage since I was a kid, but I’m not one of those super-confident types who suggests bondage to a girl and she immediately rolls over and begs to be tied up, nor am I one of those creeps who grab a girl and tie her up against her will – I’m just your average Joe who fantasises about finding a girl who wants to be tied up, and that’s about it. I actually struck lucky when a girl, Jenny, agreed to let me tie her up if she could tie me up and, after some early adventures (see “The Switch” for details), we ended up living together. ...

Introduction - Hi, my name is Katherine, but my friends call me Kat, NOT Kate, and not Katie, and not Kathy, but just Kat. I turned 18 about 6 months ago, and graduated from prep school a few weeks ago. I’m bored and as horny as Hell for a good sexual adventure, as are my other girl friends. I’m 5 feet 10" tall, 125 pounds, with a well toned athletic body and long long lean legs topped by 35" hips. a 22" waistline, and I wear a 36C bra. My hair is a long lustrous shiny dark red, and I usually style it to curl around my breasts in front, and deep green eyes. I have 3 other BFFs. We all live on the same block, and have been friends since elementary school or sooner. First is Meagan, who lives 2 doors east of me on the same side of the street. She is probably the most personable of our lot, standing at 5'8", about 120 pounds, long curly brunette hair, penetrating deep brown eyes, super legs, a waist as narrow as mine, flaring out to 34"-35" hips, and a 36B chest. The houses on our block are all 3 story monstrosities, on huge lots, with a basement, and servant’s quarters on the 3rd floor, and usually a built-in elevator. ...

Author's Note: Story inspired by enema artwork from the artist Augustine and stories by the same. Primarily focuses on enemas and pipelining, forced fluid recycling and such, so if that’s not your thing I’d suggest skipping this. Also my first ever story and I am not that confident in my writing, so I appreciate any advice and tips to improve Chapter 1 - The Interlude It was December 2020, and the festive season was upon us, but due to the pandemic, many people would be spending this festive season alone, and not with friends and family. Michael however, would not be alone, but would instead be spending the holiday season in the cruel sadistic clutches of women who would subject him to cruel and deviant sexual torments. ...

Author's Note: The Internet of things - why not integrate that with bondage? The technology is already there to make this device, I think it is more a question of liability and other legal issues. But technically absolutely doable. Chapter 1, the Test Ride Lucy could barely wait - but she had to. After delivery, the BMF required substantial setup. It also required ploughing through a lot of documentation, but eventually all was in order and system tests were complete. The new Bondage Master Frame was ready for its first ride. ...

Chapter One The female on display in the moonlit shadows of the back yard was stunning, if only in her complete vulnerability. Half out of necessity and half due to her captors’ kinky desires, she had been strictly encased in leather from head to toe, and then bound into an extremely painful position that also afforded full access to every inch of her tightly toned flesh. Candi had been her name since college. She knew it was corny, but it seemed to draw every drooling male within hearing distance immediately to her side, which is exactly what she wanted. Then again, her magnetism could also have been caused by her 36-23-35 inch figure, which was topped off by the golden blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders and halfway down her back. Or it could have been the pouting lips, or the blue eyes, or the perfect nose. Right now, however, those last three assets were buried behind the half hood that was strapped tightly around her head. ...