Consensual

Author's Note: I read all comments. If she could have spoken she would be berating herself, loudly. The thick rubber phallus filling her mouth stopped almost any sound, and it was held in place by the stretchy vinyl hood that covered everything but her nose and eyes, her long blonde hair poking through a hole in the back. The most noise she could make was an exasperated huff. Carrie’s thoughts were a blur, as they usually were for the first half hour or so after her tormentor finished with her, but one kept coming to the surface. Why do I keep letting her do this to me? ...

Author's Note: I’m not sure when I had this idea, I’m even sure how good it is. There seems a lot less sex, bondage and orgasms that I’d normally put in my stories but I think something about the situation is quite erotic. I’d be very interested to know what you think and if you have any other ideas for these entertainers. As it is I’m not planning a Part 2, however if the response is good I may be persuaded to continue! ...

Author's Note: Bondage is dangerous so never leave someone bound and gagged. Now on to the story . . . . Part One It was 6:30 and Peter had stepped out of the shower just after me. He came up behind me and put his arms around me to give me a cuddle as I was drying off. He started stroking at my breasts playing with my nipples so I reached behind him parting the towel around his waist and started stroking his cock. ...

Mark Jennings thought he had it made. He was very successful in Business. He was never had problems securing a date from some of the most attractive women in the city. The only thing missing was the trophy wife. Sure, when he needed an escort to a formal business function there was no shortage of women who were willing to accompany him to such functions. The problem was what happened when they opened their mouth. ...

Author's Note: As always I enjoy any and all comments. “So, you think you’d like the position I’m offering?” I was standing in a trendy bar next to a high table late on a Sunday evening. There were plenty of seats, but I didn’t dare hop on the stool. On the phone she’d told me to dress as erotically as I could, and that the offer depended on her being impressed. So there I stood, in a body stocking covered by a leather over-bust corset that laced in back, long black gloves and a latex miniskirt that just was not willing to cover my rear, let alone allow me to sit down. ...

Part 1 My beautiful wife and I are renovating our house by the lake. To save money at first, my wife did the work herself but, it cost a lot to finish the jobs. Then she hired the trades and that cost even more because with extra workers, she could do what seemed like endless additional jobs. I came home the other night to a new twist to an old renovation idea. My wife wanted to hire a general contractor who could hire even more expensive trades and do even more and more jobs. All she really wanted was to remove the roof from the house and replace it with the one my wife said that she “always really wanted” and it will take only 8 working days and a lot of money. Needless to say I said “No way!” I would be working like a slave to this construction job and I couldn’t see any reason to give in…. ...

Author's Note: I’ll admit that I stole the idea for the basic setup from someone else’s story. Unfortunately, I can’t recall what story it was, so I can’t credit that author directly. I liked the idea, but I wanted to take it in a rather different direction, with the results below. I think of this as a story with bondage, rather than bondage with a bit of story added. If you are looking for long lists of intricate binding, each more elaborate than the previous, this isn’t it. ...

2007 Holiday Charity Contest Entry Finally, the holiday rush showed signs of slowing down. The crowd seems thinner and would soon heed Donna’s announcement, “thank you for shopping at Zak’s Third Avenue Department Store, the store will be closing in ten minutes.” Donna sighs and looks at her watch for the thousandth time wondering why oh why do these people have to put off their shopping until midnight of December 22nd. ...

Author's Note: I wouldn’t exactly call myself a writer of erotic fiction, preferring to engage in lighter fair. However, there are times, late at night, when a particularly odd idea will formulate in my head. These are those odd ideas come to light. Mostly, my tales will tilt towards the erotic horror, the story twisting somewhere dark in the final chapters. Though, I will admit to the romantic. Occasionally I go there and put forth something with more substance and emotion. ...

Part 1 The new girl who had moved into the house-share fascinated Kate. She was tall, in her mid-twenties with long dark hair. She had a fantastic figure and was always well dressed, although usually in casual attire. She was single, but flirted with many guys. Despite having spent a number of wine-filled evenings with her and the other two housemates, Kate still didn’t know much about her – there was a certain attractive mystery surrounding her. ...