Drugs

Part 1 Brian Carter was a very successful businessman, having over the last ten years made several million dollars as a day trader. He was 38, 5'10" 165lb and fit body and lived in a penthouse condo in Miami by himself, as he had not met the woman of his dreams. His fantasies were of being owned by an extreme dominatrix who would control his life and make him her slave. While in his home alone, he was always in some form of bondage, which was at minimum a collar, manacles on his ankles and a chastity belt, while fantasying she had locked him in the bondage. When he dated, the woman were more into his wealth, and normal sex, but were not the woman he desired to call his Mistress. When not online trading, Brian entered chat rooms on AOL, seeking to find the perfect Mistress, but he knew so many of the Dommes on line were fakes or only wanted money to abuse him as a slave. He occasionally he did arrange to see a professional Domme and he enjoyed being the slave for the night serving her every need, but it wasn’t the same as his dream to find the right mistress to be owned completely. ...

Bill came home to find his wife dressed up “fit to kill.” She was all in black and it had all come from Victoria’s secret, except the shoes. Her lacy push up bra moved her spectacular chest up and out, putting her size C breasts on display. The waist cinch took her already small waist in a bit further and accentuated the curve of her hips. Black silken stockings attached to garters on the cinch and highlighted her long, slender legs, made even longer by the black patent five inch high heels that graced her feet. The thong at her crotch barely covered anything. ...

Author's Note: English not primary language hopefully English is improving enough to make enjoyable fantasy. Part 1 I had left my house two days prior and had planned to be gone for several more days in fact two weeks. I had done everything I thought necessary to secure the house and insure that all of my travel connections were correct. I had notified the security company that monitors the house for fire and breakings. The only thing I hadn’t counted on was the country I was planning to go to had some kind of political upheaval and I didn’t get on the last plane and came back home. ...

Author's Note: Original work, free use. Work of fiction. Marcus was a college freshman. Like many his age, he couldn’t wait to finish his studies and get on with his life. Unlike many his age, Marcus was the son of a wealthy criminal family. Growing rich on drug sales and money laundering, his family mainly operated in America and, to a lesser degree, in Russia. Once he finished college, Marcus would likely spend a few years going his own way, before ultimately joining the family business. That was the plan anyway. More recently, Marcus has been anxious to start his real ascent into manhood sooner rather than later, and thought about leaving college prematurely, though he would miss playing in the college’s orchestra. ...

Part 1 Anna leaned forward and tried to reach the chain. She was naked, her wrists handcuffed behind her back, with short chain holding the cuffs into ring built into the cement wall of the cell. She was barely able to move into a crouch, one hand barely managing to grip the chain, but she pulled anyway hoping, desperately that it would somehow come loose. Jane sat across the cell, her hands bound to another wall. Jane had pulled her legs up to partially cover her pussy. Otherwise she simply sat on the concrete floor, too defeated to cry. ...

“I suppose you lot want to go home early tonight as it is the last working day before Christmas. I am afraid that this cannot happen. Christmas Day is on Tuesday and you have the Wednesday off. Fiddle it all, all I think of that it is one gigantic drinking session. After the office party five years ago, we stopped having parties. Everyone was sick the next day and I lost a fortune in lost earnings. If you want Christmas Eve off, you may take it as one of your holiday days, although I don’t see why I have to pay you, or take it off unpaid. But leave the letter requesting it off on my desk before you go home. I am off to my club now. I have put CCTV in to see who is malingering. If we have to lay anybody off, they will be the first to go. Good day to you all. I will be back later, but if you have gone, I say “Merry Christmas to you now”. ...

Author's Note: Not for the squeamish! The sound suddenly woke him from the restless half sleep he had come to accept as rest. He assumed his sister was doing something to cause the noise that roused him from yet another uncomfortable night, but of course, blinded by the sleep mask, he had no way of knowing for sure. He squirmed on the bed, more to let her know he was awake than anything else, wrists and ankles pulling at the locked leather cuffs and chains that held him rigidly in position. His inability to move his arms or legs more than an inch was the root cause of his lack of a good night’s sleep; something he hadn’t had since his sister started chaining him to his bed a little over four months ago. ...

Author's Note: New Story continuing from first. I have tried hard to correctly sentence this story. Part 1 Well my names Catherine 21 years of age and I was getting ready for my first day at work as a trash collector I know its not the best job in the world but it pays the bills, I originally wanted to do ballet at a local training school but at the time had too much stuff in life to sort out so decided to try getting a job. I applied for many jobs but in the end most of them wanted previous experience but I needed to get a job before I could get the experience so how does that work? ah well. ...

Author's Note: Hi, this is my first story, I like bondage and I liked a lot of stories on this site and wanted to try and write my story, hope you all like it Chapter 1 - Unexpected I have been dating Jessica for almost 4 years now, we are a great couple and we connect on so many levels, though the moment we re most connected is when we’re having sex, we found out shortly after we started dating that we both love bondage, it’s rare that we have sex without involving ropes or handcuffs. ...

Author's Note: This is the first erotic story I have submitted. Please feel free to send any feedback. Enjoy! Chapter 1 Jennifer woke slowly. Her memory of the night before slowly flooded in as she lifted her head. The general of some army buying her drink merged with the face of her friend as she waited for her to get off work. The throbbing in her head threatened to cause her to throw up. Her senses began feeding her information about her current state slowly. ...