Bondage

Part 1 I have been a happily married man for over 20 years. My wife is a great woman and has always been there for me. Over the years our sex life has dwindled, not for the lack of wanting, more for the lack of time and energy. As I have gotten older my passion for sex has not died, just been put on hold. I recently started to visit newsgroups on the net to get ideas on how to spice things up. I have always been a little kinky and a little submissive, but my wife has never really gotten into it. That was until the other night. A few weeks earlier I had received a nice bonus from work and decided to use the money for some new toys for us to try. I had found a site on-line with 2 toys that really grabbed my interest, the Sybian and Venus 2000. I couldn’t believe the prices, but the testimonials made me want to investigate further. I ordered movies on the Sybian and was amazed!!! I had to buy one and so I did. I also bought the Venus 2000 for me, hoping my wife would want to try them out. Well, when they arrived I couldn’t wait to try them out. I unpacked them and put them away were my wife wouldn’t see them until I was ready. I started making dinner and when she arrived home I had her favorite drink (Creamsicle) waiting for her. I told her that dinner would be a while and suggested that she go take a hot bath and relax. While she was soaking I refilled her drink and got dinner ready. I had clothing laid out on the bed for her (a nice sexy nightie that she hadn’t worn in quite some time). We had dinner and I told her to go relax and I would clean up. I refreshed her drink and continued with my chores. Once I was done with the cleanup I excused myself and went into the bedroom to prepare things. I took a quick shower and then pulled out our new toys. I put a video in the VCR and then went into the living room to get my wife. ...

Author's Note: A small reading hint: the names may appear fantasy names, until you read them backwards. Except of the city where it all takes place…..Just pronounce it; This story is a saucier and more story-like rewrite of the original “Fetish and the Feast” of 2005 Chapter 1: Landing and arrival As the hover-cruiser circled over the city, Ynroh-N-Toh looked out of the window. The cabin crew had just given her a drink through the small ring-gag trainer which was strapped to her head. She had seen it in the mirror briefly, and she thought the purple colour of the straps looked good with the rest of her wedding outfit. She was glad the ring was small, about 1", for she had worn it quite some time. She could wriggle her lips a little bit around them to keep them from falling asleep, and to sort of smile at her wedding reception. Unfortunately, wriggling her lips increased the drooling, and the cabin crew was polite enough to wipe the worst away. ...

Author's Note: After the initial story of A Fetish Honeymoon, I felt I had to revisit Citore Lauxes lady Ynroh-N-Toh & her Llud husband Rewollof again, to see how they were doing after some years of marriage. After all, married life is quite different then a honeymoon, even if it is on the planet Yoj-Xes! For the new readers: if the names seem confusing, simply read them backwards and it’ll tell you more about the characters. ...

Rob stood in the kitchen of his studio apartment. His friend, Veronica, had just left. The two had had a drink after class. Given how grueling the lecture had been, they should have had two or three. Rob secretly longed for Veronica, but for now was stuck in the proverbial ‘friend zone’. She was tall with dark brown hair and possessed the best body on campus, with a rare combination of long slender legs and a sizable rack. Getting her back to his studio for a drink was a start, but he’d have to settle for the small accomplishment. ...

Author's Note: Please Enjoy. Let me know you’re thoughts in the comments :) Chapter 1 I’m into self bondage. Can’t remember how or why I started, but for a long as I can remember, it’s been my thing. Well that and dressing en femme. The best practice for the two is to always have a way out. Whether it’s a spare at of keys, or have a person you use (whether they are aware of it or not) to be your safety. ...

Author's Note: Three women play a game. Two are going to walk out winners, and one is going to receiving the fucking of her life. There was a house that was known to throw the best parties in the city. It was far enough out in the countryside to avoid noise complaints, and the house was so large that it might as well be called a small mansion. It could easily hold a hundred people on just the first floor. College students were often seen driving out in droves whenever there was something going on. It had a reputation that seemed to grow with each passing month. ...

Author's Note: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to living or dead persons is coincidental. Warning: It contains scenes of bondage and violence. In the South Pacific Ocean, 2002 In contrast to popular belief, diamonds are not a girl’s best friends because compressed carbon is highly overrated. Not to mention that they are not as easily to cash as everybody thinks. Neither are exceptionally large boobs requiring custom brassieres, even when they are natural with small areolas and big nipples. ...

Author's Note: This story was inspired by this picture So, what have we here? A cute little cowgirl. Come over here, cowgirl. Mistress wants to play. Mmm, you have such nice big tits. They’re going to be so fun to squeeze. And such lovely hair, too! I just want to stroke it all day long. Let’s go over here away from everyone else. Whoa, careful on those little hooves! I’d hate to see my pretty little cowgirl fall and hurt herself. ...

Today, Mirage was particularly longing for her handler to arrive. As soon as the first rays of sunlight had lit up the barn, she had awoken with that deep urge. The same urge that was bothering her for days on end. But today was that day again, when she might be granted release from her hardship. Pressing her haltered head against her stall’s door, she was just able to see the gate of the barn. But no matter how much the ponygirl whimpered and pawed, it remained closed. What took him so long?! Didn’t he know what day was today?! ...

Author's Note: First story that I’m actually posting. I’ll probably come back in and change details later on. Comments and suggestions are very very welcome. Chapter 1 I’m Austin. A nineteen year old, six foot two, well built guy. I live with my fiancé in an upscale two room apartment on the top floor. Elizabeth is out for the next few hours, so I invited Joe over for a guy’s night. I picked out some movie that we’ve both seen a dozen times. I don’t even remember what I put in the DVD player. ...