Chastity

I never was into any of that BDSM stuff - my husband should have known that but maybe it was his horniness and a hopeless overestimation of the power of pop cultural influence that made him think different. Anyway, the recent success of books like fifty shades of grey and my discovering of his online surf history did come in handy at a point where I loathed him so much that getting back at him was the only thing I desired, even if it meant my own downfall - if only I had known how deep I was going to fall… ...

Mark Jennings thought he had it made. He was very successful in Business. He was never had problems securing a date from some of the most attractive women in the city. The only thing missing was the trophy wife. Sure, when he needed an escort to a formal business function there was no shortage of women who were willing to accompany him to such functions. The problem was what happened when they opened their mouth. ...

It had been almost a year since I had been to the dungeon and I was itching to go again. I really didn’t like having to pay the money, but with nobody in my life who would understand my fantasies, my best outlet was the professional mistresses I had been to a few times before. I went out to the dungeon web site and was disappointed to discover that all of the mistresses that I had visited in the past were gone. There was a new crop of them now, but I didn’t find them as attractive as the originals, so I started surfing the web to find a new dungeon. My surfing was successful as I quickly found another dungeon that looked to be fairly new, was not that far away, and looked to be stocked with several young, thin, attractive mistresses. I started an email discussion with one of them who went by the name of Mistress Jennifer. The emails went on for several weeks and over that time I started to slowly share with her my desires and fantasies. Then one day she emailed me with a day and time to come for a visit. This took me by surprise, since at the other dungeon, I had always asked for a date / time and they either said yes or no or suggested a different appointment time. It was the upcoming Saturday evening and I was instructed to be there at 10:40 PM prompt. It seemed a bit late, and her forwardness made me a bit nervous, but of course I said yes. All week, I could think of nothing else. ...

Part 1 My beautiful wife and I are renovating our house by the lake. To save money at first, my wife did the work herself but, it cost a lot to finish the jobs. Then she hired the trades and that cost even more because with extra workers, she could do what seemed like endless additional jobs. I came home the other night to a new twist to an old renovation idea. My wife wanted to hire a general contractor who could hire even more expensive trades and do even more and more jobs. All she really wanted was to remove the roof from the house and replace it with the one my wife said that she “always really wanted” and it will take only 8 working days and a lot of money. Needless to say I said “No way!” I would be working like a slave to this construction job and I couldn’t see any reason to give in…. ...

Author's Note: My first story. My wife and I do a little chastity play and some bondage, but nothing to the level i’ve written this story to! Chapter 1 – Life in Balance Mistress D’s slave awoke as normal with a throbbing pain in his crotch. The plastic prison encasing his cock stifled his erection. His moans were lost in the penis gag that she had locked onto him, penetrating his mouth and throat whilst the thick, padded leather hood completed his sensory isolation. He tried to move but he was bound – arms locked in a single leather arm binder behind him, a collar chained to the radiator on the floor, legs bound by leather straps at his ankles, thighs and knees. He was going nowhere. ...

Part 1 The new girl who had moved into the house-share fascinated Kate. She was tall, in her mid-twenties with long dark hair. She had a fantastic figure and was always well dressed, although usually in casual attire. She was single, but flirted with many guys. Despite having spent a number of wine-filled evenings with her and the other two housemates, Kate still didn’t know much about her – there was a certain attractive mystery surrounding her. ...

Author's Note: This is a slightly shorter, but more extreme, version of the story posted on boundanna.com. Part 1: The Stocks Please don’t stop," Jazmin cried. “I’m almost there.” “I’m sorry Honey, I’m done,” Viktor replied, withdrawing his penis from his wife’s vagina. “Please Viktor, just a couple more thrusts.” “Honey, you don’t understand, when we men have shot our load we go soft. We’re done; there’s nothing we can do about it.” ...

Diary Entry: 29 May 2046 As she often does, Miss has given me a writing assignment to commemorate a significant passage of time. This coming week, on 31 May 2046, I mark my 48th birthday though this is not the significant date in question. Rather, I also mark 30 years in service to Miss, something that began on my 18th birthday three decades ago. She has asked me to write my origin story, such as it is. ...

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing erotic literature and I have chose the single sentence paragraph to help make it flow easier. Depending on the reviews there may be a continuation. Chapter One: THE AUCTION The chill of the early fall breeze was causing the male captives to shiver as they stood bare naked on the auction platform with their wrists chained to the back of their necks. ...

Author's Note: True Story, first of many Chapter 1 - The Arrival The following events are not fiction, this story and all future chapters added are entirely real. I had today possibly the single greatest delivery of all time. Something I’d wanted for years but because of the cost and size always put off but a couple of days ago I made the order and today it arrived. I picked up the parcel from my delivery point on the way home from work, a large inconspicuous brown box about 2ft by 2ft and 1ft deep. Carrying it home my head was going crazy with the possibilities, I actually had one, after all these years of dreaming, playing scenarios in my head they could now all become reality. ...