Author's Note: In ‘The Pony Race’, Bryony (also know as the ponygirl ‘Sticky Fingers’) enlisted the help of athletics coach, Mike to help her prepare for the annual village Mares’ race. The intense and rather kinky nature of their training drew the two of them into an intimate relationship and exposed Bryony’s submissive nature. Eighteen months later, the couple remain in the village of Mares-de-Launce, with Bryony living as Mike’s slave… ...
Author's Note: Professional sports coach, Mike, is asked by amateur athlete, Bryony, for some help in preparing for her local race. From the title you can guess what it might involve. I was going to publish this in two parts as it has taken some time to write but there have been a couple of cracking stories of this length in the last couple of months (well done to Alcatraz for ‘Phoenix’ and Southrook for ‘The Kingdom’) so here it is in it’s entirety… ...
Author's Note: Domina here! Now, this is a story I’d been wanting to write for a long while, and finally got around to doing it justice! You see, there’s another story here on GaggedUtopia called The Chasity Diaper by Jakie Fox. It always spoke to me deeply, but there was so much about the story itself that didn’t resonate with me that made me just want to rewrite it. In addition, someone had commenting asking if anyone out there would take up the mantle and continue the story. So I’m doing both! This story can be treated as a self-contained experience, or, if you want more, later you’ll be able to follow this poor character’s life in a branching story! I don’t have the logistics worked out quite yet, but depending on how much y’all love this piece, hopefully we’ll see it soon. <3 ...
Author's Note: (This is series inspired by a short from Gromet’s Plaza: “The Box” by yourdbtop. It started as a writing experiment using only 1st and 2nd person pronouns, but I’ve been having too much fun with it since. I decided to share it piece by piece; if others enjoy it, perhaps I’ll keep going. Forewarning that while I love to be very descriptive, this is still a penned fantasy and not meant to be realistic. If you’re the type to complain about realism, consider leaving now.) ...
Author's Note: This is not fanfiction. Those references have been changed! All characters featured in this story are my own creations, even if this were fanfiction. I hope that everyone enjoys my story. Please leave me positive feedback, public or through email. Ensign Michelle Carter was as happy as she could be. She had just transferred to the VSS Serec, as the assistant counselor. With 212 crew members, she was busy more often than not, but she loved her work. Michelle had only been on board a few weeks, arriving just before the ship was sent to patrol the Romban/Alliance neutral zone. Now she was getting ready to go to bed. She closed down her computer terminal, climbed into bed and dimmed the lights. ...
Author's Note: This is a translation to English of the longest story I ever written. Please be aware that the English version is abridged from the original. When translating I tried to edit out any inconsistencies. I hope I got it right. It is also a very dark story. When one vanilla person lives out his most twisted fantasies I guess we might end up with one story of domination and submission where the kink feels good and nice. ...
Part 1 It was a late summer evening and the setting sun gave everything a red glow. Thomas used the prettiness of the scene as an excuse to stare out the window of the house he rented just north of Seattle. In truth he barely noticed the view but instead he was anxiously waiting for a visitor. The people at the service had just given him a block of time like the cable company; they said their representative would be there between 4 PM and 8 PM. So he waited. As luck would have it he was in the bathroom when the doorbell embarrassingly played the first four notes of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. He almost hurt himself putting his penis back in his pants and then, after a quick debate over taking the time to wash his hands (he decided no) he ran through the living room and opened the door. ...
Author's Note: I hope I have adequately conveyed my wonderful story in my first attempt at publishing. All events contained are true. It seem to be the typical day for Amber as she entered the home of Master. The usual early wake up and long drive down to his house seemed nearly routine though, the last visit was a few months past and the girl was anxious for what was to come. Although, her expectations were not different from any past visit, Amber did not know what was awaiting her. ...
The three girls slowly approached the mummy. It was lying on its back on a table with its ankles locked in metal stocks. It was completely wrapped in white bandages except for a dark object sticking straight up. “Wow, is that a real penis?” the blonde asked. “Try it and see,” replied Candy. The blonde grasped the latex-covered penis, and the mummy moaned in response. She rubbed her hand up and down and the mummy arched it’s back and raised it’s pelvis. ...
Chapter 1 Where do I start? … well, my name is Helen and I work as a Bond trader for a US investment bank in Canary Wharf. From losing my virginity at 15 I’ve always been promiscuous, my early years spent discovering the joys (or sometimes not) of teenage sex. At 22 I was introduced to bondage by a boyfriend’s father. To this day I’m not sure whether the incident was planned or a genuine opportunistic event, but it changed my life forever. ...