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There is a knock at the door. John thinks to himself, “Who could that be? It’s past time for the kids to be out trick or treating!” It’s almost 10:00 at night. When John opens the door to see who it is he is pushed back by two women dressed like witches. Before he could get a look at them they covered his eyes with a scarf. One of the witches now cuffs his hands behind his back. The second witch starts to strip him naked. John thinks to himself that this may not be too bad after all, ” Ok, they can have their way with me” ...

Author's Note: This one became more of a nightmare situation than originally planned….. Still a fun story though. Part 1 Well I’m off too the Carnival that came into town everybody is talking about. I arrive and get a bunch of tickets to ride all the rides even double if I want. As I pay for the tickets the ticket person looks at me up and down and smiles a little, I don’t know why, as she hands me the ticket and asks for my wrist. I stick my arm threw the window and she places this pink armband on me. I ask what it is for and she tells me since I bought so many tickets I get too ride the “Real Ride” at the back of the park which opens 5 minutes before the rest of the rides close. I thought wow cool a free ride. This was like most carnivals some OK rides and some really cool ones. Unfortunately no coasters where too be found… Every time I got to a ride the girl at the gate wood look at me then smile, I wondered if they were smiling at everybody or me. ...

Looking pretty in case her husband brought home his new business partners. Mercédès’ schedule for today could be summarised by this. Being a beacon of beauty whilst striding otherwise pointlessly through the contemporary residence, or, like now, biding in the technocraticly styled conservatory. After all, her husband was known to be a connoisseur of decorative objects, a collector of everything pleasant to behold. And wasn’t it her sacred duty as a wife to fulfil his standards? ...

Author's Note: Thanks to Gamma for inspiration. Part 1 He stood balanced, completely focused on -and frustrated by - his predicament. What made the sexual and physical torture worse, somehow, was the fact that he had put himself in this situation by his own hand, after careful planning. He had already had two huge orgasms that had shaken his body, and he was beginning to get physically exhausted as well as sexually drained. As another shock hit his testicles he moaned loudly, sweating, and leaned back again, realizing that his careful planning was to blame. Tugging on his release for what seemed like the millionth time, he groaned deeply when he realized that there was still no give in the cord. Let’s back up to the beginning of this adventure. ...

Author's Note: Please feel free to comment, good or bad, I only know if my writing is any good by your feedback. I also welcome E-mails to [email protected] and will always answer. Part 1 “The black Basque, with stockings and your five inch heels,” I told her. “Okay, naked, completely naked.” “Is that all?” I asked. “No. Handcuffed to the bed as well,” Beth replied. “Anything else?” I asked. “I’m not saying just now, I’ll save my other choices as a surprise,” she said. ...

Author's Note: This story is largely real. It is compressed and addended with a few of my GF/BFF/Mistress/Slave’s (flavor of the week? Love of my life. You choose the acronym based on who is licking the boot.) latest fantasy/plans. Enjoy, and do email me if you’ve got something you’d think we should try. Her eyes wide with a mix of sarcastic humor, surprise and perhaps a little disgust “…just know this, there is no fucking way that thing is going inside me.” Call it famous first words? A year later, her comment on my PA is a funny memory. Mel, my Mistress and switch, is getting me read for our little party. But really brief background is in order. ...

Author's Note: Preliminary chapter of a new fantasy story I am writing. Please leave any kind of feedback so I can improve! Prologue I suppose my true story begins in 2015, but for you to all understand it better, a little back-story is required. Chapter One - A Life Changing Delivery It began, like most things, with a crossroads. I was 17, fresh out of education and wondering what to do with my life. It was the summer of 09 and everyone seemed contempt with what was going on, me of course, I had no freaking idea! I considered myself pretty good looking, I’d had plenty of girlfriends whilst growing up so I guess I was right there. I stood at 6"6, short black hair an average physique, topped off with some decent muscles earned with sweat and tears from 4 years of ...

Author's Note: My wife and I enjoy bondage games and this is a scenario we hope to try shortly Chapter 1 I was spreadeagled and face down, wrists and ankles stretched out across the bed. This allowed me a little margin to squirm, but nothing much. I felt the weight of my own body pressing down upon my cock, the cock she had trussed up just prior to securing my limbs. She had sheathed my erection in a single nylon stocking, using another to tie around my balls before using a third nylon to crush my shaft at the base, the centre, and agonisingly at the tip. Everything bulged, everything was being crushed by the weight of my own stranded form. ...

Author's Note: (Some wee spoilers ahead): Meet Alistair and Riona McIntosh, who have got nasty plans for each other. And three burglars, who have got no plan at all… This is not a full-fledged BDSM-story, so you can keep your trousers on. Yet you will find a good deal of bondage with a general tongue-in-cheek overtone. ~ v1.0, venomstories.wordpress.com, 2013 He was with her. She knew it. Riona knew the cheating bastard was doing that blonde slut this very second. Like he did for the last couple of weeks. ...

Author's Note: This story is written as a stand-alone work. I labeled it “Part I” because there is room to add more. In addition to the tags that are available, other tags might also be appropriate: tease and denial, interracial, and CFNM (Clothed Female, Naked Male). Should there ever be a Part II, I envision additional tags, many of which are alluded to in Part I but not actively incorporated in the story: chastity, games, tickling, toys, slavery, suspension, and watersports. ...