Consensual

1. Prologue Hi, my name is Andrea and I here want to present my journey into wonderland. The story you have before you is actually my BDSM biography. Some facts about my real life and identity are of course somewhat alienated. So are the names, except of my slave’s name, with in fact is Andrea. You will learn why. The storyline, however, is my real story. At the age of about forty I suddenly felt the need to write it down. Maybe as a therapy. You will learn to know why if you read it all. And because I wanted to post it in an international BDSM story forum I have written it in English. So please be polite, my mother tongue is German. ...

Author's Note: Silvia finally convinces 18 year old Angela to take their online bdsm games to the real world. Angela accepts Silvia as her mistress for Silvia’s use and meets her for the very first time… Chapter 01 Silvia bent down and started to remove Angela’s panties, slowly sliding them off the standing girl’s body, exposing the 18 year old trembling sex. She could feel Angela’s tense anticipation build as her last illusion of sexual control was slipped off her legs and tossed aside. ...

Author's Note: This is an idea I had in my head for years. I had to write it down to make it real. I plan to continue the story. Summer was finally here. The sun warmed my skin and the smell of cut grass floated through the streets. I was walking to a cafe to meet a friend. Matt had called last night and said he wanted to buy me lunch so he could speak to me about something. I had known Matt since we were in the last year of school together. Over the twelve years since he had made a habit of arriving like a whirlwind to install himself as an important part of my life for one reason or another and then vanish into obscurity again once he grew bored and wanted a different life. Over the years I had grown used to his way of lurching through life from one scheme to another. I didn’t know what he wanted to talk to me about, but I had a feeling today may be another one of his grand arrivals. I hoped it was as my life had been lacking in excitement. ...

Author's Note: This is an homage to Ann, who used to write stories for this site – her ‘Bondaged in the Car Park’ is still one of my favourite self-bondage stories and is what started me writing for this site, look it up if you get the chance. I can’t imitate her writing style, so this is an adventure involving her as a character. Update (07/08/11): I’m not sure where to go next with this - any suggestions ? ...

Part 1 For the last couple of years, Tom had rented the flat with a guy he’d known since drama school. When the friend had moved out Tom had wanted to stay on and so advertised for a flatmate. Anna had called up and made an appointment to view the place. Tom had smiled as he saw the cute brunette on his doorstep, but then had spent much of the next half hour on the phone to his agent. By the end of the interview he had found out almost nothing about his prospective flatmate and completely distracted by his next potential role, had offered Anna the spare room. ...

Back in the spring, Kari came to visit me. She brought her boyfriend Tim with her. They’ve been dating for about a year but we’ve both known Tim since college so it is like we’re old friends. Kari explained to Tim how we played together back when they started dating. It was always a condition of the relationship that she’d continue to play with me and he was only too happy to agree (especially since he got to see the photos). Kari asked me shortly before this visit how I would feel if Tim watched us play. I was hesitant at first but realized that I was quite comfortable with him and having him watch us would make things more exciting. Rather than just imagining that a camcorder was broadcasting to the city or etc. there would actually be someone there watching. It also opened up other possibilities… Anyway, after a bit of discussion, we both agreed to involve Tim. Kari added Tim to the call and we discussed limits. We all decided we’d be most comfortable if for our first role play it was mostly Kari and me with Tim being invited in when we wanted him. ...

Author's Note: Just a scene…a moment in time…from my darker fantasies. Or suppressed memories? Ansleigh is looking between her legs at the man who’s bound her in this position, aroused, fearful and not sure why she had thought this would be good. She asked for this…even found a photo. So open. So helpless. Ansleigh is bound against the pole…rather her chest is. Bent in two, her head wedged against the floor and the base of the pole, leather straps securing her body against the post. A wide band across her belly secures her lower back tight against the pole. Her legs are spread wide and tied to rings in the floor, stretched wide and bound securely. ...

Author's Note: This is an updated version of a story I posted last year. Hot I felt wonderful all week. I met April last Saturday and have seen her nearly every day since. Before that, I had spent nearly a year in mourning after a particularly difficult breakup. But now it was like all that baggage had fallen away and had been replaced by the excitement of a new relationship with a vibrant and beautiful 23 year old woman. ...

My roommate, Jenny, and I were without plans one Friday night so we spent the evening drinking margaritas and playing around the Internet. We stumbled across a chastity belt site and were both pretty surprised that such things still existed. For the next several hours we looked at photos and read stories and talked about these things. Finally, after enough margaritas, we decided we would order one. Since we are both about the same size we could order one belt that would fit either of us. ...

Author's Note: Hope you enjoy, let me know want you want in chapter 2 and I will see if I can accommodate you. Bill had spent a lovely afternoon shopping with his best friend, friend and confidant, not lover, April. They had toured the boutiques and expensive haut couture houses of the West End, she had tried on and bought some beautiful clothes, shoes and accessories and Bill was laden down with bags and boxes. ...