Bondage

Author's Note: In a clinic that specializes in treating men with very unorthodox needs, Dr. Olsen starts her day with a patient that requires a more intensive approach than usual. Warning: This story contains very extreme, painful, and over-the-top BDSM. Dr. Olsen walked with confidence. The click of her short heeled shoes against the linoleum floor was quite noticeable in the otherwise silent hallway. The only other people nearby were a few nurses going about their business, all wearing white dresses that exposed more than a hint of leg and cleavage. Olsen was dressed more conservatively in a white jacket, pale blouse, and loose business slacks. It was an outfit that wouldn’t have raised eyebrows in a real hospital. ...

Author's Note: An extreme, over the top little story. It shouldn’t be taken very seriously. Heavily inspired by LOL’s Houchie Shoujo. The barn was beautiful in the late afternoon sun. Light poured down through the small cracks in the ceiling and the back wall, illuminating the dancing dust motes that flittered through the air. There was a soft, steady breeze blowing outside, which kept the tall grass surrounding the building perpetually ruffled. It also took the edge off the summer heat. This wasn’t the case inside the barn, partially because the wind couldn’t get in and partially because it was a heat trap. The insulation kept the humidity at a swelteringly high level, and the moisture in the air was mixed in with the scent of hay and wet soil. The man had been in the barn for less than a few minutes and he was already feeling overheated. He was wearing short pants and a thin t-shirt, which helped take the edge off, but it still felt like he was in a sauna. ...

Author's Note: A tale of cuckolding and revenge. This is a quick vignette as much as a story. I wrote this a few years ago, and was thinking about day 2, but would like some feedback. Enjoy! Harry and the Humbler, a tale of cuckolding and revenge. It was easy enough for her to let her put it on me. She just told me she had a surprise for me and to strip and get on my hands and knees. Over the years I’ve spent many an hour with my balls tied tightly, and many times have felt that probing tip of a plug being slowly pushed into my ass, only to be followed by increasing pressure and then relief as I closed in again around the narrow band. ...

Author's Note: My first story. I have had the idea in my head for a while but made up the story on the spot as I wrote it. This is, I think, not the default ’tie-someone-up-and-fuck-his/her-brains-out’ kinda thing. I think there is a lot more to it. I tried to put some actual build-up and feelings into it and also some rookie mistakes. It’s for you to decide and comment on if it worked. ...

Author's Note: I still live with this man. Chapter 1 (added: ) Category: N/A Codes: M-f, non-consensual, analplay, armbinder, breathplay, extreme, mummification, non-fiction. packaging, slavery, spanking, suspension, teen, tickling, torture, toys, tricked, violent We went on a few dates, and I thought he was the one for me. He was tall, 6'3", with bright, shining hazel eyes and dark black hair that typically fell over his right eye. We were both 18 at the time, and I thought I was in love. ...

Author's Note: This is the third and last chapter (Three) of “He’s No Dummy”. My “one hit wonders” are funny and short (about three page) stories that I hope make you smile - “coffee break” stories, as one of the commenters aptly said. I strung three of them together here because, well, I loved the Su Lee character and felt she needed more explanation. I’ll continue the saga in “She’s No Dummy” as I try to get back to the One Hit format. ...

Emma swore softly under her breath as the blare of the other car’s horn jerked her back to reality. She waved apologetically to the driver she’d cut off, and tried to concentrate harder on the road around her, blushing at her mistake. Not for the first time that morning she cursed the name of her boss at the Health and Safety Executive. When she’d been the most junior member of the inspection team, she’d accepted being sent on all the rotten inspection assignments as a price she had to pay to climb the ladder. But there were two other men on the team more junior than her now, and yet she was always the last to be consulted, always the one who got the inspections no-one else wanted. ...

Author's Note: A friend once did something similar to me, it was so frustrating having the key, but not having it. It really works! Part I Although Kate had been writing to Jade off and on for years, they had never met. Now in her twenties and traveling around the world, Kate decided it was time to finally meet her long time pen pal. Since getting off the plane in Hong Kong, the heat and humidity had been over powering. Kate took the subway and then by foot following Jade’s detailed instructions. She finally arrived at a block of flats that soared above her, with a mish mash of washing and air conditioners making the tower look older than it probably was. ...

_Author's Note: _This is the first part of a multi part story. It might be a slow at first since this is the background. **If you have comments or suggestions please email [email protected].* Part 1 – The Background “What’s my schedule this afternoon?” Exiting the elevator walking to her office, Heather asked her assistant Jennifer. Trying to balance two cups of coffee while retrieving her PDA, Jennifer managed to give a reply before they arrived at Heather’s office. “There’s no appointment in the afternoon Miss Heather.” Opening her office door Heather entered and set her laptop on her desk, she sat in her comfortable chair and looked at Jennifer. Quietly she said, “Don’t schedule anything. We’re leaving at 3 pm.” Jennifer nodded and set Heather’s coffee on the desk and exited, returning to her desk. ...

Author's Note: Hi Folks, one of my earlier stories that has been refreshed. - Shelley Chapter 1 Heather McCreadie sighed as the ruined castle loomed closer. This unexpected storm had thwarted her plans for a good walk today and it was raining hard enough that she’d decided to take shelter and ride it out. Coming inside and dumping her rucksack by the door. Obviously she was alone, thirty miles north west of Inverness on a long walk to Ullapool. But now she needed to let the mountain rescue people in the closest town know she was safely in cover. ...