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: 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. ...
1. Sad Sophie My colleagues, well I suppose my now ex-colleagues were slowly drifting out having shared our misery in the local pub. There were only a couple of guys and me and one other girl still here and none of us were really friends; just workmates sharing the gloom of our final days employment. I would have to watch my pennies from now on as I have nothing lined up and I have a mortgage to pay. ...
Part 1 Jade’s heart was pounding so hard she thought it would jump out of her chest. She couldn’t believe she was about to get out of her car and walk into a building to her doctor’s office dressed the way she was. In broad daylight with a bunch of construction workers leering at her no less. She really did not have a choice, unless she wanted images of her in tight bondage splashed across the internet. ...
Author's Note: Please help me It all started simply enough. I just loved to cross dress in lingerie and high heels. Then I bought a computer and discovered sites like this one. From there things began to expand as did my wardrobe and my interests. Self bondage, mummyfication, full crossdressing all began to fascinate me. I was spending entirely too much time and way too much of our budget on clothes, bondage gear and chat rooms. ...
Author's Note: A story of a young female apprentice finding her skills are more suited to bondage. A slow start building the characters and establishing the plot but if you enjoyed ‘Dian Taylor - Oh My God’ then stick with it, this is for you; it soon livens up and never releases! Chapter 1 I considered myself extremely lucky; getting an established mechanic to take me on as an apprentice had been a struggle but now I had a position with what seemed like a really nice man with a lovely set-up out in the country. ...
Author's Note: First ever story, but been reading for a while :) Background Lets start off with a little background, my name is Sarah and I’m 18 years old, Caucasion, 5'8, 34 C with nice long blonde hair. I live with my parents, but am an only child. I have fantisized about self-bondage for years, since I was about 12 or 13. However, I have only just got up the courage to actually try it. ...
Author's Note: (The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people and places are coincidental.) “Have you forgotten anything?” asked Sonia as she saw her mother Gwen off at the door of their house. “I know you’re worried that I can be a little scatter-brained at times Sonia, but I can assure you that I packed everything I need for the trip in my suitcase down to the last outfit and toothbrush” Gwen reassured her, though Sonia was not so sure given that she once forgot to pack her medical cases. Gwen was a nurse, a skilled one at that, and every year or so the busty blonde with an hourglass figure attends an optional week long medical conference to discuss patient cases and practices in the field in California, which is a long trek from their home in Rhode Island and therefore inconvenient if she ends up forgetting something. “Just don’t hesitate to rush back if you do forget something. That’s why I suggested you leave earlier in case the inevitable happens”. Sonia was a diligent girl of 18 years with light brown hair, brown eyes, but a pure heart and a figure comparable to her mother, clearly showing that the apple does not fall far from the tree. Sonia’s father Will followed his daughter’s suit and gave her a kiss goodbye wishing her the best of luck at the conference. “I trust you’ll keep things tight and sound while I’m away, right Will?” Gwen asked with a smile on her face. “Of course, it’s not like the house is going to fall apart without you. I’m a dependable man who can look after things” Will stated with a certain gleam of pride. “I’m not so sure about that” Sonia chimed in, pointing to the kitchen faucet in reference to the fact that the house had not had running water since this morning. “I’m sure I just have to turn the water valve and it will be problem solved” Will said in his defense, though Sonia still doubted her father’s competencies. “Well I’ll see you two in a week. I love you both and hope you will use this opportunity to spend some father-daughter quality time with each other.” With that, Gwen headed out to her car, started up the engine, and drove off toward the airport to get ahead of her scheduled flight, leaving the house occupancy at two. ...
She had to be crazy. Absolutely crazy to do something like this. It was dangerous. It was foolish and obscene. But the very thought made her heart race. She felt alive and sexy and spontaneous, like she hadn’t felt in years. She had to do it, and quickly, before her better judgment sealed her back into the dungeon of a failed marriage. All because the roof needed new shingles. That was her chance, perhaps the last she’d have for years. She called and set up a time with him, the man she coveted so dearly, and he came that Friday leading a three-man crew. His was the most handsome face she’d ever seen. He was broad, chiseled from his line of work. He towered as he stood before her, short brown hair matching his eyes. When she got home from work she brought a pitcher of water to them. Even the September sun could beat down, and from the moment he used his shirt to dab sweat from his face, she knew. She knew it was time to resurrect an old fantasy, and she wanted him there with her. ...
Author's Note: All you readers, consider this a test! 1. The Question I have tried, oh I have really tried believe me; but I simply cannot. I have tied myself up, handcuffed myself naked, searched the internet, read stories and spent hours, days, weeks even months trying to but I just cannot get there. I have dreamt and fantasised and explored but still come up short; and it is driving me crazy; frustrating the hell out of me. I simply have to know but I do not now think it is even possible. It has taken over my life; I can no longer bear not knowing. ...