I’ve always been a bit of a gambler, always liked the thrill. I bet on games, play cards, whatever. Sometimes it’s for money, sometimes dares, sometimes to get others to strip. I wasn’t great, I end up losing about as much as I win, but I loved doing it. It has stripped me naked in a room full of nothing but guys and it has paid my rent for months at a time, it all depends on my luck. And lately I have been having some good luck. ...
Author's Note: This is a (likely final) sequel to Lost in Translation II - , based on Lost in Translation. I recommend reading the trilogy in order for things to make sense. Chapter 1 Other than being strapped into the passenger seat all I remember of the drive home is disconnected bursts of sensation. Isolated within a sensory deprivation hood, double gagged with large vibrating plugs in both lower holes a mix of rubber, leather and steel covered almost my entire body to hold me tight and nigh immobile. The extreme outfit, combined with the exhaustion of the long evening, had me… elsewhere. I could feel the orgasms coursing through my tired body but it was as if from a great distance. I was so exhausted I couldn’t even muster the strength to moan into the stifling gag, I just lay reclined in the seat next to my boyfriend. He could have driven us anywhere, hours or days might have passed in that state as I sat cocooned inside my own body as much as within my bindings, floating on a sea of sensations. Apparently he took us home he told me later that I collapsed when he tried to get me out of the car; I want to say I remember his arms supporting me but I can’t be sure. ...
Louisa always had a vivid imagination as a child; this had often got her into various trouble over the years but never enough to stop her from trying anything new or daring. She had a few passions; nylons, mummification and self-bondage were her most secret ones. She had always thought she would die if anyone found out about these, so always made sure she made precautions so that her “other side” would remain hidden. Louisa though also found it a buzz to see how far she could go, to be helpless and vulnerable but undiscovered as well. ...
Author's Note: I do like the female form in a uniform, and I was attracted to a friend of my sister, everything else is imagination “Can I come round? I’ve got a surprise for you.” It was my sister’s friend Lisa, recently turned eighteen, and now my girlfriend. She was slim, about medium height, with a gorgeous figure that had filled out in the past few months to something like 32-20-32. Her eyes were blue and her curly hair was that colour that wasn’t blonde and wasn’t brunette. I’d not long found a flat and it was still a little disorganized, and Lisa had been helping me get things straight. ...
I hear the beeper on my collar emit one loud “tweet!” One? Damn it. Two would at least be a known quantity; just 100 strokes, barely takes a minute and George, formerly my Rottweiler but now apparently my master, is more than happy to make them quick. But one; he’ll know that it is a time thing, not a speed thing, and we could be at it for awhile. It all started because I was pissed off. What pissed me off, you ask? Stupid porn stories. ...
Author's Note: Dear Reader, I submit this story for publication, not that I expect a single person to believe it’s true in any aspect, but because I must write it down to sort out the events that it relates, if only for my own sanity. It is for my own therapy that I write, not for your enjoyment. Comment on it as you see fit - it is of no concern to me. -Darios. 10/12/84 ...
Author's Note: Hey this is the updated version of Lyla’s Chastity in the Office…. I reviewed it again and wow, lots of errors! sorry!! My other stories about Sally, as well as the second part of this story is currently undergoing renovations too… Please tell me if there are any more major mistakes…. Thanks. Sorry again!! Part 1 Lyla “Good morning, Lyla” said Jenny, “You are very early! Mr. Vasilevsky will not be in today, so you will be conducting the meeting this morning. May I get you anything else?” ...
When you read the title of my story, you may wonder what the heck this is about. Well, if I wasn’t experiencing this myself I would struggle to understand it as well. Hi, I’m Stan, devoted husband of Diana. Diana does a lot of exercise, including yoga, to keep fit. She also likes to play with toys when I’m not there, or when I’m too tired or when I’m recovering from previous love play. As you can guess, she has an healthy appetite. Quite often she will also have anal toys at work while I’m at work “up front”. ...
THE SHOWER Maddie and Stephanie met at the gym a year ago, and had been workout buddies for the last 6 months. Maddie knew Stephanie was in a lesbian relationship with her girlfriend Nicole, and as they were leaving the gym one afternoon she asked “Why doesn’t Nicole ever join us working out?” Stephanie said “Nicole doesn’t like to work out, and it shows a little” and giggled. “But I love her anyway. You should come over to the house sometime and hang out with us, I think you’d like her.” ...
Jennifer was so horny and she couldn’t do anything about it. Alex had asked Jennifer to dress up in her tight little French Maid’s costume. Not that Jennifer minded. She loved pleasing her lover to the extent that she would do anything asked of her. She had slowly dressed herself in the hotel room while Alex busied in the bathroom for the corporate meeting that would take most of the morning. ...