Bondage

I had not taken a vacation the last few years and now I was flying out of the country, to Canada, for ten days. I told my family and friends that I was going to northern California and the Pacific Northwest. The reason for the lie was that I was going to spend the week with a Dominatrix as her slave boy. A secret I have kept from my family and friends. I had met her on the Internet and we had chatted on-line as well as spoken a few times over the phone. She was single, Dominant, into bondage and was a member if a B&D club. She assured me that my fantasies of public humiliation and bondage would become realities, a long way from home. ...

Author's Note: This story is based on the vacation I wish I could take. Once Shelly gets home, things really change, but that’s for follow-up chapters! Chapter One It finally happened; my wife left me – on vacation – but not before she took everything I owned and put it all in storage. Well, not everything perhaps, but everything anyone would normally associate with being a man. Of course I agreed to it. I even helped pack all my male clothing and left nothing for an emergency because this was something I had wanted for a long time. ...

Scott Wilson sat quietly in his favorite reading chair, contentedly scanning the latest issue of The Rand Economics Journal. Life was good for the newest addition to the UCLA Economics Department. Landing such a plush teaching job just three months after completing his doctoral studies was a dream come true. Scott knew that he’d be stuck teaching undergraduate Econ courses for the first few years. But he was only 24 years old and had lots of time to establish himself. ...

Chapter I Good morning babe! Watcha doin? Hiya Sexy! just laying in bed thinking about you. Watcha wearing? Yes, I still have them on.. I can’t believe it! It’s been four days! You told me not to take them off until I saw you again! Good boy. Do you like the way they feel as much as you thought you might? What I said was I didn’t think it was fair that girls underwear was made of sexier fabrics than boys. ...

Author's Note: A regular visitor to Vegas thinks he has discovered his perfect playmate Brian, at 5'6" tall, 170 lbs, late forties, takes a trip to Vegas once a year. He flies out on Thursday morning and flies back home on Monday. On the weekend visits, he likes to bet on college and pro football games during the day, take a nap, and then visit one of the many strip clubs available at night. He usually brings about $1,000 to bet on football, and around $4,000 to play with the dancers. He never takes credit cards to the clubs, knowing he would spend way more than intended if he brought them. ...

The e-mail was clear: You will wear a tight black leather thong and the skimpy see-through white shorts. You will stop at the Circle K located at 7th Street and McDowell at 3:30 pm on March 7, and pick up a bag of ice. Be sure to wear your outfit in the store - I’ll be watching and you will be punished if I do not see your hot ass cheeks bouncing in those shorts. Do not be late, and do not adjust the shorts. Yes, I know they will ride up and expose your butt, but that’s your penalty for wearing such slutty shorts in the first place. ...

Chapter 1: The Auction and my Master “Sold!” the auctioneers’s voice declares. “To the gentleman in the third row! Congratulations sir, she’s a fine catch.” With the stage cleared, the wench on the other side is cranked and I am pulled by the cuffs holding my arms up, the chain jingling as it pulls me. I cannot see for hood covering my head and struggle to keep from falling as I am pulled toward the center of the stage. I can feel the heat of the spotlight through the silk gown covering my body. ...

Author's Note: A horny football player indulges in his animal instincts with a half-White, half-Latina cheerleader. EDIT (05/14/11): This is a sequel to the first story I published on this site, the one called “Viking Instinct”. Only recently did I get back in the game, so only recently did I remember to publish this one. Hunter continues his indulgence in fantasy, this time with the best friend of his last victim thrown into the mix for some forced girl-on-girl action. ...

Violet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted member of the Reed family, her friend Jenny and her step-father had taken her in several months ago when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn’t hard to get along with those two. They also had been through a lot after losing Jenny’s mother to cancer. But Violet wanted more than just family status. She knew that Mr. Reed was very wealthy, with no living relatives other than Jenny. She knew she could use her looks and brain to lure him into signing over his share of the wealth to her. Jenny wasn’t the problem. Having attended private schools most of her life in another state, nobody really knew her well in the small town they now lived in. If she where to disappear, little would be said by anybody other than her step father, and their where ways to distract him from complaining. ...

Foreword: this is the story of a young girl who had been kidnapped and modified into a plaything for the wealthy elite, then bought by someone who is interested in her as more than just property. It is the beginning of what I hope will turn into a short stories series, to consolidate my erotic-fiction writing under a single tale. As typical of my works, this is a story of pure fantasy; I love details and I love psychological elements, but it’s not meant to be ‘realistic BSDM’. If you take issues with that, I’d consider leaving. ...