Caught

Author's Note: I have really tried to enhance my story this time by adding stuff not particularly dealing with how and where. I’m afraid I’ll have to admit that descriptive writing isn’t my strong side, and While I’m writing this I have the tingling sensation in my secret place from a self whipping session which involved nettles. Somehow on the holiday described in this story I have become obsessed with nettles, and while I finish proofreading I am taking full advantage of the season’s last nettles. If there is a God, I’m sure he will send me straight to hell, but I hear that there are plenty of nettles there… ...

Author's Note: Greetings fellow BDSM enthusiasts, I’m a long time lurker and first time poster. Although I’ve been writing/roleplaying extensively throughout my inception into the BDSM culture, I figured it’s about time I started sharing some of my bizarre ideas for all you lovely kinky folks to enjoy. I haven’t anything else to add, except that I’d like to thank the fantastic Ty M Goode for his wonderful stories and overall influence in my writing, and that I look forward to writing more stories in the future. So please enjoy, and let me know what you think in the comments. Thanks! ^3^ ...

9-4-8-7 Kira Petrova pressed the numbers in order and the lockbox unlatched to reveal the key within. She inserted the key into the front door and opened it. With a garment bag over one shoulder, she dragged her duffel in behind her as she switched on the lights. She surveyed what would be her new home for the next several months, and hopefully longer. The house was is better condition than she expected. When Cirque informed her that they recently purchased it from a fraternity, she thought it would be in some advanced state of disrepair, but it appeared to be in fine condition. She should know by now - Cirque are professionals. They expedited her work visa with impressive speed, there should be no reason to think they would house their performers in substandard conditions. The house was near UNLV, which made it conveniently close to the Las Vegas Strip, where she would be performing nightly in their new show. ...

Author's Note: Hi Folks, Latest from me. This already posted on Gromet’s site under a different author (still me) entitled Everything going Wright and Rosie in undiscovered Borneo. Regards, Shelley aka Wingco Part One - Bind Rosita Wright almost felt like Lara Croft when she finally found the jungle green starting to thin out and she could hear the waves nearby. After so many days it seemed of battling past hordes of creepy crawlies that tried to go where not required the young woman appeared to be close to the end of her goal. Examining this remote island off Borneo’s northern coast that apparently nobody from the West had ever visited. Quite why this could be Rosie, as she’d always preferred during college didn’t know. All the pilot who’d dropped her off a month ago said was he’d assumed it was because the place was much smaller than the islands in the main part of the chain, only about 40 square miles. Those teemed with the wildlife that kept all the naturalists agog with wonder, so this place, last in the line and much further out had been forgotten about until now. ...

Author's Note: Mack is hot. Literally: She’s sweating away under the scorching sun in the sweltering heat of a midwest summer. Seeking a place that is cool and free of the embarrassing stories (with pictures! Oh no!) of her childhood by her parents, she finds refuge in the one place her friend has forbidden her to go. And what she finds there might be more than she can chew… Mackenzie gave the steel shell door a shove with her shoulder and it burst open, causing her to nearly fall into the sweltering garage. As if the oppressive heat and humidity outside wasn’t bad enough… ...

“Crazed with lust, the wench instantly fits herself with a dildo; she frigs me; this, says she, will make me overlook the pain she’s about to cause me and then she delivers the thunderous blow, then another, and ’tis this one does in my maidenhead. Words cannot describe what I suffered; but the lancing pains provoked by this terrible operation soon yielded to the sweetest pleasures."-The Marquis de Sade, Juliette, Part One ...

1. The Castle Segahay Castle cuts a dark and imposing image when viewed from the air and is seen contrasting against the bright and beautiful Scottish countryside surrounding it. However from the ground it is difficult to view at all in its full medieval majesty. While most of the shire is wide open, quite flat or quietly sloping hillsides covered in heather and tufts of grass or at the worst, low level gorse bushes; for five miles in any direction around the Castle every tree, bush and shrub known to Scotland has thrived in Centuries of neglect to make Segahay a truly inhospitable and formidable place. ...

Author's Note: This is my first time sharing my self-bondage fantasies with anyone. Chapter 1, Part 1 I am a 21-year old bisexual girl. I am from a non-American descent and am an international student at my college in America. Throughout my teen years, I had been into bondage. I realized I was into bondage when I saw a movie “Serious Moonlight” on TV. It was about a couple almost going through divorce but the wife decided to tie up the husband and keep him like that until he loved her back. For some reason, watching the husband duct-taped to a chair while the wife was casually doing her work and talking to the husband as if he wasn’t tied up really turned me on. ...

This is difficult for me to talk about but my first true self bondage experience is something that I, unfortunately, will never forget. Not a lot happens in Eaton, it’s a small town in southwestern Ohio that you might miss if you blink too fast. I had just graduated high school three months prior and was working at Mary’s Coffee. Mary’s proximity to the town square, courthouse and local newspaper meant that I got to know most of the residents fairly well, from Sheriff Rouscher who used to come to our school and teach criminal justice to Jean Marie who worked with my mother at the courthouse probate office to Agatha and Charlotte Ray, twin sisters, almost in their 80’s now, who would stop by for hot chocolate and wheat muffins almost every night before church. ...

Part 1 Let me start by introducing myself my name is Laura i am a 23 years young girl long brown hair, medium build and imo good looking. What im about to tell you is a true story one that happened quite recently so here we go! Well the day started like any other the alarm began to beep dead on 9am making me jump at first, still tired I reached for the alarm to turn it off, got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I Stood in front of the mirror began to apply makeup and a lovely shade of red lipstick smoothly along my lips. I headed back to the bedroom and changed from my pajamas to a pair of Black silk panties and bra, a lovely ruby knee length dress and black leggings ready for my days trip. ...