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Author's Note: ‘Kawaii is the culture of cuteness in Japan. It can refer to items, humans and non-humans that are charming, vulnerable, shy and childlike.’ (http://en.m.wikipedia.or/wiki/Kawaii). I’ve always had a thing about oriental girls, especially hot manga babes and a recent trip to Japan inspired me to write this. I’ve never been to Chicago. ‘I’m Kinky.’ The new button girl bowed as Angela pushed her cart into the lift. Angela, ‘Angel’ Guardina looked at the pretty oriental girl with surprise, a genuine smile forming on her lips. ...

Sally couldn’t believe that she, a woman in her late thirties, (well, forty two) had become addicted to tying herself up. She had experimented when she was a teenager, but she hadn’t done it again until a few months ago, just after her latest unsatisfactory relationship had ended. At first, she used loops of rope that she could just slip her hands out of, but she quickly moved on to more secure ties. She had a close call during one of her early adventures, when she put her hands through a noose tied to a hook in the ceiling. She’d misjudged the length of the rope; when she kicked away the chair her feet just touched the ground and her weight pulled the loop around her wrists so tight that she couldn’t force it open. If she hadn’t been able to reach the chair with her foot, she never would have been able to get herself loose. This brush with a gruesome death had badly frightened her, but after a few weeks the compulsion returned. Now she took safety seriously and used proper precautions. ...

I’d been talking to Cliff for over six weeks on the internet, we’d met in a chatroom devoted to bondage lovers and after many discussions I began to let slip some of my fantasies. Then one night while logged on with Cliff I let him know that one of my fantasies was to be kidnapped by a truck driver and kept in bondage for a trip across country. As fate would have it, it turned out that Cliff was an interstate truck driver and would be on the road next week. He told me that this trip would be a six day round trip, my heart leapt into my mouth as he asked if I would like to fulfil my fantasy and join him on the trip. We chatted some more and worked through some details of what he’d like to do with me, our chat finally ended as I had work the next morning and it was now getting late, I signed off but said that I would think about his offer and let him know. ...

Kim travelled down the highway, her mind not on the traffic but on her coming plans for the weekend, she was on her way to her secluded cabin, set in the midst of a wood. Her nearest neighbour was 20 miles away over some rough country or by road at least 35 miles. She’d brought the property with money she’d been left after her parents had died in an air crash, they had left her quite a sum of money, enough to pay off her debts, buy this property & resign from her boring office job. She was now a freelance photographer, something she had wanted to do since leaving college. ...

Part I This was going to be a long night for Kimberly. It wasn’t planned that way, but it was headed in that direction. It had started out as an evening of self-bondage for Kimberly, an evening not unlike many others. But she had made a mistake, one that would result in her self-imposed bondage continuing until the morning when her roommate came home from her nightshift work. Which presented another problem: Kimberly’s roommate did not know about the selfbondage games; but she would find out in the morning unless Kimberly could find a way to get the key to the handcuffs that were now around her wrists. ...

Author's Note: This story isn’t based on real, people, or events. However, it is a fantasy of mine to have happen. Part 1 In my line of work as an auditor, I work with some beautiful women. There are two particular ones which have had my eye for quite some time, but unfortunately they’re both married. The first which we’ll call Stacey, is a hot 27 yr old. Perfect body, firm ass, and what I’d guess to be 36 D breasts on an incredibly, almost unnaturally small frame. She’s got cute, chin length blonde hair, with eyes and a smile to die for. Looking at her, you’d think she was a former stripper, not a young married mother. Incredibly friendly, we’ve worked together on a few projects, and chatted at work events. This is the type that everyone dreams of, but no one catches. After a work Christmas party and a few drinks in, the subject of bedroom behavior came up within the group of people I was talking to. ...

Author's Note: Hey everyone and welcome to Kiss of the velvet whip. I wrote this story as an off-shoot of a fanfiction I am currently in the process of writing and after making a few adjustments, I’ve decided to post it here as an original work. Before you continue, I just want to warn you all that this story includes non-consensual BDSM and rape. SO, if either of those things makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. Both characters are over 18. ...

Author's Note: A tale set in the 1960s in the UK. For all you wool fetishists, a slow burner with considerable charm. So, here is a short tale of a man who finds himself being taken over by a woman as her little woolen dolly! OK, so this is a little strange, but then it is a taste of my writing that may amuse. I tend to write stronger material than this, usually, but this was written for a friend of mine that requested something a little unusual. ...

I have read a lot of stories about self bondage. I am pretty good at it myself. Here is a true story. My bondage fun started a long time ago, and to this day I get to enjoy it on a regular basis. I decided to try some self bondage in public. The fear of getting caught is a real thrill. Still I had not planned on getting caught, but the possibility is always there! ...

Author's Note: This is just the first chapter of the story, if people enjoy it I will post the second chapter and so on and so fourth. Thanks. Chapter 1: One small step for thought, one giant leap for pleasure. Kristen looked at her own reflection in the mirror trying to mentally convince her to go through with her plan. She had always been interested in the world of bdsm and even fantasized about it often, but her experience so far had been very limited and for the most part, unsatisfying. That is what she hoped to change when she heard about a local group in town that hosts an annual bdsm retreat at a local hotel. Kristen had read reviews about the event online and after reading some personal stories from past attendees she was more than ready to check in out this year herself. ...