Don't Make a Bet You'll Regret

Author's Note: Hi guys! I had this idea recently and wrote it as quickly as I could so it got done! Hope you enjoy! Part 1 My girlfriend said that she wanted to hang out tonight, so I told her we could. She got to my house and i was still doing my homework. She told me she would help me with it for a cost. I asked her what she wanted and she answered to be tied up. So I made her a bet. After my homework, I would tie her up and if she could get out in ten minutes, she could dress me up, give me a makeover as if I were a doll, and tie me up and keep me tied up for as long as long as she wanted. I also agreed to be her personal bondage slave every weekend for a year. If I won, I could strip her down and tie her up 10 times a month for a year. She hastily agreed. ...

Don't Screw Your Roommate's Boyfriend

I learned the hard way not to steal my roommate’s date. It all started when I 1st started college. I was so mad at my father because he didn’t like the fact that I got what he called a tramp stamp tattoo, so we had a huge blow up and he kept calling me a slut. Well my roommate saw me all depressed, so she took me out to the bars. I never had been drinking before so I was a little hesitant to try, but my roommate persuaded me to have a beer, and that turned into two. Then the next thing that I know I was hitting on every guy that I walked by. Then one guy took me back to his apartment , and the next thing I know I wake up naked in his bed, and saw all the condom wrappers on the floor. ...

Donna's Country Trip

Chapter 1 Donna knew that she was in for trouble this weekend as soon as she saw Cleo arrive. Cleo was an evil bitch who always succeeded in planting the seeds of wicked ideas in the head of Donna’s Master, convincing him that they were actually HIS ideas. She could expect this time to be no different, for Cleo had connived to get herself invited for a long weekend and here she was on the doorstep and it was only Friday morning, not yet noon. ...

Donna's Turn to Watch

Author's Note: Just another silly, fast-paced quickie. It won’t win a Pulitzer - but might evoke a smile. Donna was feeling a little confrontational. Her brothers were hogging the television even though they knew that her favorite show, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, was on. “It’s a repeat,” Paul had said. “We know you already saw that show, anyways. We’re going to watch Judge Judy.” But it was Donna’s turn to watch and her brothers were just being jerks. ...

Door-To-Door

Chapter 1 As I stood there, waiting for my bride to come down the aisle, I remembered the first time I saw her. The address was down a side road just out of town. Getting near the end, I could see five small but well kept homes on large lots. Oddly, my predecessor’s records showed that each home was a sure sale, but always on different days. Why would he drive all the way out here five days in a row and only visit one house each time? This was a new territory for me and my predecessor had made regular sales here before, so I decided to stop and try my luck. It was a nice house with a well kept yard and a sale is a sale! This was my last stop for the day. ...

Dorei

Author's Note: I’m a twenty-something from Europe, writing short stories and narrations (erotic and non-erotic) for several years. A longer narration of mine deals with certain Japanese elements. To get in the mood for a sequel, I wrote this short story. Box The box had arrived just in time. Nakamura’s two “gentlemen” went to work unloading it as soon as the garage’s roller shutter had closed behind the inconspicuous white delivery van. One of them I knew by name: Tanaka, a ridiculously muscular bloke in an ill-fitting jacket. He was beyond any doubt capable of dragging the box alone. Hence his scrawny new colleague was rather latching onto the wooden crate while it was pulled out of the van. ...

Double or Nothing

Author's Note: Disclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below. Permission is granted for private use. The author wishes any agencies that wish to publish this work, to please contact him at [email protected]. Or visit his weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ . Any comments are gladly accepted and encouraged. ...

Double Trouble

Author's Note: This is my second bondage story. I have tried to create a sexy, erotic milieu for our bondage participants … I hope my readers will let me know if I have succeeded. Comments, critical and otherwise, are most welcome. Our protagonists: Lori Devalle (her lover, and loving tormenter, was Josh Allen) just short of her 23rd birthday, was 5'7" tall and weighed about 130 pounds. She had long, lustrous coal black hair, and a figure many women would kill for: 1) a beautiful set of boobs, very upright and erect, measuring 36" with a C/D cup - 2) thanks to many hours in restrictive corsets and waist training, she measured just under 24" around her middle - 3) 37" hips, with the most perfect bubble butt Josh had ever seen; shapely but firm, with no noticeable imperfections. Her legs were long but not especially beautiful, while she always thought her hips were too narrow, and so welcomed the corsets that made them appear wider. ...

Drake Rubber Products

Place: The Drake Rubber Products Inc. factory 11:50 PM. Night shift employee Helen Clark, a 24 years old data processor, catches up on work left over from the previous night. She sits at her desk entering data on her computer. She is an attractive 5’ 8” brunette who also frees lances occasionally as a model. She is single and works night shifts at D.R.P.I. four nights a week. She works in her bare feet relieved that she can relax and work comfortably as if working at home. ...

Dream Dream Dream

Author's Note: This is my second story. Know its not perfect but hope its OK. I will continue to update the story when each chapter is written. Suggestions and Ideas always welcome. At 28 years old, Abby (short for Abbigail) was happy. At 30 years old, Jason was happy too. Abby, was a loving wife of 5 years, having known Jason for nearly 8 years. They were totally in love from the first moment they saw each other. ...