Author's Note: First time writer. This is pure fantasy. Amanda, a twenty something lady from Surrey, stepped out of the shower contained in her two bedroom house with determined thought, tonight was going to be the night to try out her latest invention. It was a beautiful warm summer Friday evening finishing yet another long week as a trainee at a local engineering firm she couldn’t wait for this free weekend to come. ...
Author's Note: First story ever! Much like my unlucky protagonist, I’m a 26 year old submissive male from Brooklyn. I’ve been reading BDSM stories most of my life and finally sat down to write one, please let me know what you think! Part One: The Trap Well this certainly throws a wrench into things, Mark thought. He had just found out that his roommate was moving in with his girlfriend, leaving him all alone in a Brooklyn apartment that he could no longer afford. He had only just moved to the city two months ago, after his girlfriend of three years had left him, and he was finally starting to attract some clients as a freelance web developer. Despite being educated and working all through college, he barely had two dollars to rub together after paying for food, rent, insurance, and student loans. Everything else he wound up spending on Vanessa, who seemed to be the only person capable of bringing a smile to his face at the moment. ...
THE DOCTOR The receptionist was a tall, large breasted African-American woman with long braided hair streaked with red and gold. She looked at me like she had never seen me before although this was my third visit to Dr. Weinstein. “I have a 2 o’clock appointment,” I said. “Your name?” “Allen, Jon Allen.” She looked at the computer screen on her desk, flicked a couple of keys before saying “Oh the sissy boy, she will see you at 3.” ...
Chapter One Qiu Lian knew she was different ever since she was little. She couldn’t understand what it was, but Qiu felt different from “normal” girls her age. Qiu tried to explore herself and her feelings in an attempt to understand why she felt this way, becoming a deep introvert. Inside her own world, she lived her life, always enjoying solitude over the ‘idiotic’ babbling of other kids her age. She had friends, friends that Qiu valued deeply, but Qiu distanced herself from the rest of her rural village, being content with her own thoughts. ...
I’ve been into “doing it myself” for many years and have devised lots of ways to put myself into all kinds of rope bondage situations. All the standards, hogties of all kinds, several kinds of chair ties, and even a suspension that almost backfired, but I have always been fascinated by a strappado position. I couldn’t figure a good way to get into it without taking a chance of injuring myself, i.e.jumping off a platform, etc. I finally found and bought myself a rope ratchet recently which I thought would solve my problem. All I needed was an ice link of some kind that would let me down after an unknown length of time. I settled on a small cloth bag with ice cubes in it, suspended from a high bar. Use the hook on the rope ratchet to hook over the bag above the ice cubes. When the ice melts the ratchet falls down and releases the wrist rope. I thought this out extensively over several weeks waiting for a good chance to put in into practice. ...
Author's Note: Again - this is from my own life. This is in fact my very first self bondage session. I apologize in advance if there are any spelling errors. Consider them part of the entertainment. “Wow. This silly Dane can’t even spell in English”. English is my fourth language and I’m influenced by English and American through television and radio. Concentrate on the story - know that it from a real life experience and try to overlook the occasional errors. ...
Author's Note: The story is based on a true bondage session and therefore it is safe to say that any resemblance to a living person is entirely intentional. You would never suspect it if you saw her at the shopping centre. She would probably seem to you like the soccer mum of the month. One could imagine her standing in front of the cooker while preparing a meal for her family consisting of a husband and the proverbial 2.3 children. The dog would be in the garden waiting to be fed after the family had finished their dinner. It’s not like she was bad looking, but she was surely not one you’d turn your head to look at if you passed her on the street. ...
Author's Note: A little story that I whomped up to pass the time while at the mercy of the airline industry. About a girl who loves self bondage and collects equipment to satisfy her needs. I have a tip for you girls who like toys - forget the boyfriends who are investment bankers, lifeguards or the like. All you get from them is money or big dicks. Get yourself an engineer. ...
Aidan Matthews stepped out of the elevator to the underground garage below his apartment building and started walking towards his car. He heard his name. “Aidan!” It was the superintendent of his building, Lauren Wells. She was walking towards him. “Hi, Lauren,” said Aidan sheepishly, which was how he did most things. “How is my sexy lil’ boy toy?” Lauren said, grabbing his shoulder. Aidan did not object to the harassment - in fact, he loved it. He liked Lauren but lacked the wherewithal to do anything about it. Lauren loomed over him - literally standing several inches taller than him, even in her brown work boots. She wore jeans that were not tight, but not loose either, showing the curve of her legs. The black t-shirt she wore was tight, emphasizing her waist and showing breasts Aidan had to concentrate on not staring at. Over the t-shirt she wore an unbuttoned flannel shirt. Her wavy brown hair was kept under a Caterpillar ball cap, and her hazel eyes bore down on him, as if pinning a bug to a board. ...
Author's Note: It has been quite awhile since my last story- Real Life interferes! This picks up with the same continuity and characters, just with some time separation. As there is a lot of “texting” chat in this story, there is a lot of opportunity for incorrect grammar, so be forewarned! I. PRELIMINARIES It’s funny how life can get in the way sometimes. I mean we all have things that need to be done, or that must be done within a certain amount of time. But it’s just plain old frustrating when you seem to be unable to connect for months on end. Like two ships endless searching for each other in a fog, constantly passing just out of the distance of notice from one another. ...