I come home from a workout and plan on spending the afternoon in bondage. I have tried for some time to find a Dominant woman interested in bondage as much as I am, but as of now have not had any luck. So I rely on self bondage to fill the void. Today I will use a technique I read about where I freeze the keys to my restraints in a block of ice. I freeze the keys in enough ice so it will take at least one hour to thaw. ...
Author's Note: Josephine is organising a franchise party at her home but this isn’t for cosmetics and tupperware. I am hosting a Boudoir Party. Boudoir is a company that sells sex, not pornography I stress; adult toys, costumes, games. We all have our excuses for girls’ nights; book clubs, gourmet meals, clubbing, in my case I’ve chosen Boudoir. Little Slutty Hannah is the first to arrive, looking perfect as she always does, in the costume I have chosen for her; I am perhaps cruel in my sobriquet, but Hannah is the youngest of our group and the closest to a WAG; she pert and pretty, her lustrous dark hair always immaculately coifed, her make up perfect, false nails and eyelashes, her body toned and tanned. Tonight she wears a short white strapless PVC minidress and matching thigh boots, around her throat is a white leather collar from which dangles, tantalisingly, a gold ring. ...
A while ago I received a phone call from my friend and neighbour across the street requesting my help with a small bit of DIY as her husband was at work. My neighbour, to protect her anonimity I shall call her Alex (not her real name), is a nice woman, who is happily married with children, is in her early forties, of average height, quite slim dresses averagely and can best be described as mumsy in looks. ...
I turned the car into the already rickety garage. The storm was clearly brewing. I had seen Didi in front of the bedroom window as I drove across the front of our house. Great, all set, all ready, everyone and everything in place…let the storm strike! I thought We had this nice little cottage in the hills, with a lovely view on Mother Nature, but also fully exposed to Mother Nature when she had her temper. ...
Author's Note: This short offering is less extreme than my other fantasy stories as it is a factual account of a recent bondage session. I have laid everything ready on the bed. These are a selections of straps, a waterproof jacket with a hood and rubberised lining, a whole head rubber hood with apertures only for my mouth and nostrils, an inflatable gag, and my home made nipple clamps. These are two small steel bull-dog clips with holes in the handles, through which I have threaded a short linking cord. ...
My love says she wants to try something different… She tells me she wants me fresh and clean, pliable, and horny. The horny part is NEVER a problem. Fresh and clean are easily taken care of with a hot shower. Pliable? Not sure what that is all about. As I scrub away the day like so much dirt, I think about what she said. Pliable?!? What the hell is that supposed to mean? I wash myself thoroughly, maybe a bit too thoroughly if my cock is any indication. Then comes the razor. I shave my head and face, ensuring that they are soft and smooth. I then turn my attention further south, trimming, grooming, and shaving until the base of my shaft and my balls are as soft and smooth as my head. The slight scrape of the razor always feels good over my balls. The feeling is hard to describe, but it does nothing to help relieve the firmness in my groin. ...
It started like any other night, my Mistress wife was working til midnight then would be home. She left me chores to do once I was dressed and how to be tied when she got home. Only this night ended up different. I did my chores as instructed and tied my ankles, knees and thighs. I am as always in my chastity belt. I was under the chain suspended from the ceiling, my collar was locked on and I was ballgagged and blindfolded. This has been a position before so I was thinking I knew what was coming. She would put me in a mild strappedo while she took a shower, masturbate on the bed so I could hear her then let me down on the floor, hogtie me and throw me a pillow so I could sleep. I was okay with this because I liked this routine. ...
Allow me to introduce myself. My name’s Ann, I’m a 22 year old undergraduate living in Singapore. I stand at 1.6 meters, weighs 47 kilograms, measures 34C-24-33. After several self bondage adventures, I am more than certain that this kinky hobby is what I crave for. My peers look at me as a cheerful and attractive young lady, little do they know that I have a second life with self bondage. Devoting myself to self bondage instead of seeking a boyfriend or partner may seem foolish, but I’m very sure at this moment that nothing else can bring me off the edge and into ecstasy like the way self bondage can. ...
After months of searching online for a partner in BDSM, I gave up. I tried all major adult sites and even Chinese ones, exchanged emails and chatted with some of the members, but none I met was serious about leading me in BDSM, and none was interested in developing a viable relationship. All they ever do was requesting to see my boobs, or me to masturbate on webcam and all kind of selfish and ridiculous requests. They were all so indulged in their own fantasy that none really cared about how I feel. ...
Author's Note: This is not much of a story, more of a technical self bondage description, intended for self bondage enthusiasts only. Anyone who wants to try this, feel free to contact me for tips! I know my English’s horrible and I suck at writing, so please be nice to me. Riding cowgirl has always been one of the most difficult and draining position for me, I can never last more than 5 minutes. I wasn’t sure whether it was because I lacked the determination or correct technique, but I was going to change that. ...