Chastity

Friday night I prepared by laying out the items that were going to be needed for the adventure on Saturday. This included a locking ball gag, 3" black leather posture collar, thin, black leather connecting strap, leather chastity belt, new powerful personal vibrator, handcuffs, thigh cuffs with small connecting chain, two small metal rings, my metal nipple clamps that were also connected by a small metal chain, my long black leather gloves, long black leather trench coat, and of course my black thigh high boots. I then went down to the local drugstore and picked up an 12 oz Fleet enema package and then went home to a nice dinner and long bath. ...

Chapter 1 Ok, so my wife read 50 Shades way back then and we talked after. She loved the idea of a Red ‘play’ room just for us, I thought it may be fun and very well spice up our sex life. Per her instruction, I painted our spare bedroom - she did make a great color choice. Over time we added some interesting toys to our collection. Prior to this over the years we both figured out quite quickly that she was best suited for Top and me for Bottom, so sure, this dynamic was easily carried over into our Red room where lots of fun was had. Looking back, I recall her never wanting to be the Bottom. Humm… ...

That day, I came in the front door, called out: “Hallo, dear” and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. There is a doorway through to the lounge and I heard Julie, Mrs T, whose tones are not always soft, say: ‘He’s jerking off". I shouted “Hallo, dear”, again and there was a short embarrassed silence. Then Mrs T called “come in here, darling”, and I went through to find her sitting with her friend Wendy, either side of a bottle of prosseco on the coffee table. ...

Author's Note: I wrote this a few years back found it the other day, tweaked it a bit and figured i’d post it. Hope you like it. Chapter 1 It was 6pm, the snow was pounding down, and to top it off it had been a day from hell at work. I called home to let Her know that I would order takeout for dinner. Saving both of us from cooking. The cool calm sweet demenor on the phone, belied the bitch she could be. The takeout would be delivered around 730 they said, being as backed up as they were. ...

Author's Note: The continuing bondage story with terri and Jennifer. The bondage gets more complicated and the story hot! In this segment, Miko is introduced into the story - (I just realized that only 32 chapters were published here and wanted to add another segment) Story is owned and copyrighted by bondageadventures.com. Chapter 1: The Beginning I don’t consider myself beautiful, but I do turn the heads of the boys around me. I have shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes, stand about 5'7’’ tall and wear a 38C bra. ...

Part 1: Afternoon Sweat was pouring down Logan’s face. His air conditioner was broken and with his car stationary there was no breeze to cool him. The traffic had been stopped for ten minutes, with absolutely no movement. He got out of his car and scanned the two lines of stalled traffic. It was stopped as far ahead as he could see. “Must be an accident,” the driver of the car behind him said. He was also standing outside his car, and was smoking. ...

David was tired of Christmas shopping; of cruising the parking lots looking for a space to park, of trying to find suitable presents for his many relatives, and of struggling through the crowds of people. He decided he needed to clear his mind; to get away to somewhere quieter and more peaceful. It was late on Sunday morning, a few days before Christmas, a fine cold day with a clear blue sky and a chilling wind. He drove out to Johnson Park and parked his aging Ford Mustang in the lot near the entrance. There was one other car in the lot, parked near the trailhead. As he passed he couldn’t help noticing the two lovers in the front seat, entwined in a passionate embrace. He felt a twinge of jealously and wondered if he would ever find love. ...

“O.K. Tammy, here are the rules: Its 9 p.m. Friday, you have to stay in the house continuously until midnight Saturday. That means you can’t leave period. Not in the yard, not on the porch. Yes, in the house, and you have to sleep in the old ladies bed,” Amy chimed in. Sue, Amy and Tammy were friends even though Sue and Amy always stuck together. Tammy didn’t really mind too much, as she’d always been kind of a loner. Sue was a rich brat from New England. Her bleach blonde hair and expensive cloths were a show. She was very pretty with nice sized breasts and a firm curvy ass. ...

Author's Note: The original version of this story was the first mainstream story that I ever wrote. Recently, I got the idea to rewrite it with a bondage theme, and in some ways I think it actually works better (at the metaphorical level) this way. That said, the story is definitely a bit heavier on the story than it is on the bondage; but that’s not all that uncommon for my work, I think. ...

Author's Note: A young woman’s journey from being a wallflower. Prologue A bookstore. The clock on the wall behind the counter tinged five times. Quitting time for the day, and the beginning of a long weekend. As the remaining customers queued up at the register, Susan checked them out, confidently stacking and sacking whatever the customer had selected. Totally at home with literate people, she kept up a friendly stream of conversation… ...