Author's Note: I let my fantasy’s and desires guide me as this story played out almost by itself. When you look at the story codes you’d think that I was really into some sort of really perverted medical play. That really couldn’t be farther from the truth. This story really isn’t about perverted, or any other kind of medical play; it’s about what happened to me beginning with that fateful Thursday afternoon. ...
Author's Note: This story is a minor offshoot of The Hotel. This story will stand alone, but will have more context if The Hotel is read first. Prelude My name is Fatimah bint Mahmoud bin Abdulaziz Al-Fulan - my Master calls me Teema. I was his ward until I reached my twentieth birthday. The reason that I actually reached that date, is due to his kindness in keeping me safe from a certain set of relatives in my native country. My parents were fairly important government employees in the foreign service, and we spent most of our lives living in some embassy somewhere in the world. During that time, I picked up fluency in almost a dozen languages. ...
Part 1 It was a late summer evening and the setting sun gave everything a red glow. Thomas used the prettiness of the scene as an excuse to stare out the window of the house he rented just north of Seattle. In truth he barely noticed the view but instead he was anxiously waiting for a visitor. The people at the service had just given him a block of time like the cable company; they said their representative would be there between 4 PM and 8 PM. So he waited. As luck would have it he was in the bathroom when the doorbell embarrassingly played the first four notes of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. He almost hurt himself putting his penis back in his pants and then, after a quick debate over taking the time to wash his hands (he decided no) he ran through the living room and opened the door. ...
Author's Note: I hope I have adequately conveyed my wonderful story in my first attempt at publishing. All events contained are true. It seem to be the typical day for Amber as she entered the home of Master. The usual early wake up and long drive down to his house seemed nearly routine though, the last visit was a few months past and the girl was anxious for what was to come. Although, her expectations were not different from any past visit, Amber did not know what was awaiting her. ...
Chapter 1 Where do I start? … well, my name is Helen and I work as a Bond trader for a US investment bank in Canary Wharf. From losing my virginity at 15 I’ve always been promiscuous, my early years spent discovering the joys (or sometimes not) of teenage sex. At 22 I was introduced to bondage by a boyfriend’s father. To this day I’m not sure whether the incident was planned or a genuine opportunistic event, but it changed my life forever. ...
“I don’t know about this” said my gorgeous wife Lynn, “I know I said I would like to spice up our sex life with some toys but I thought you would do the shopping for both of us” “Sorry love, that’s not part of the deal” I said, “if we do this we do it all together” “Okay then” she said, gulping with trepidation, “let’s get it over with” After getting changed into loose fitting but comfortable clothes we set off to the sex shop that had opened up the previous week about ten miles from home. Just close enough to be convenient but far enough away to remove the risk of meeting anyone we knew. ...
Cindy and Tony walked through the park, hand in hand, sharing the concrete walkway with skateboarders, joggers, baby strollers and other couples. All were enjoying their beautiful sunny Sunday in Baxter Park. They passed a lamp post. Tony glanced up. “That was so cool,” he sighed to himself. “What was cool?” asked Cindy. “Oh nothing. It was just a daydream I had.” Cindy stopped and looked into Tony’s eyes. “I hate it when you do that. You got all this stuff going on in your mind and you keep it secret. This time I insist that you tell me what’s going on in your mind.” ...
Author's Note: There aren’t enough male on male stories. I know they are not popular but submitting to a man interests me so I have used some real experiences and some imagined in this story. If you are offended by anal sex then I am sorry. I felt it added something to the events I am about the describe. All comments welcome. Chapter 1 - Online Training I have been interested in bondage games for a long time. It all started when after a long marriage my ex-wife and I were looking for ways to spice up our love life. It was then that I realised that I enjoyed being tied up and controlled. When the divorce happened I was free to start my voyage of discovery. My first attempts were tentative but I did not get any enjoyment from self-bondage. What I wanted was to let myself go totally and let someone control me. ...
Introduction Hi, this is Jennifer here. The Wife Swapping Bondage Sex Group’s next scheduled snatching of Virginia and Stan was set for the 3rd Saturday in August. Five weeks prior to that date, Virginia flew out to California, where her favorite grandmother needed quadruple bypass surgery. After the operation and recovery, Virginia got her settled in an assisted living facility, where many of her friends resided. While in California, Virginia got a boob job and a little face lift. You may remember Virginia as a tall willowy redhead, with alabaster skin and A/B tits. When she returned to Lake Forest, she had a perfect pair of 36C implants and her face had been fixed a little so that her cheekbones were more prominent. Virginia returned home about a week before her scheduled kidnapping. The only reason that Sally and I knew anything about it was that Virginia came into our shops to buy and be fitted for practically a whole new wardrobe. Sally and I promised not to tell a soul, and we didn’t. but there was no doubt that the surgery had transformed Virginia into a much more attractive and desirable woman. ...
Introduction Hi, this is Jennifer here. The Wife Swapping Bondage Sex Group’s next scheduled snatching of Virginia and Stan was set for the 3rd Saturday in August. Five weeks prior to that date, Virginia flew out to California, where her favorite grandmother needed quadruple bypass surgery. After the operation and recovery, Virginia got her settled in an assisted living facility, where many of her friends resided. While in California, Virginia got a boob job and a little face lift. You may remember Virginia as a tall willowy redhead, with alabaster skin and A/B tits. When she returned to Lake Forest, she had a perfect pair of 36C implants and her face had been fixed a little so that her cheekbones were more prominent. Virginia returned home about a week before her scheduled kidnapping. The only reason that Sally and I knew anything about it was that Virginia came into our shops to buy and be fitted for practically a whole new wardrobe. Sally and I promised not to tell a soul, and we didn’t. but there was no doubt that the surgery had transformed Virginia into a much more attractive and desirable woman. ...