Enema

Author's Note: The stories is fictional although parts are true. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it. It is the next in a series of the tale of Jack. He just can’t seem to say out of trouble. Chapter One - The Packages It was first part of November and the fall seasons had ended in the Midwest. My wife Paula and I (Jack) started the process of winterizing the home and putting the outdoor furniture away one Saturday afternoon when our neighbor Jill stopped by. She was checking with Paula about our plans for the following day, wanting to get together to catch up after their travel over the last several days. Jill and her husband John had recently been traveling together out to California. He had been tasked with a taking a box trailer out to a San Francisco warehouse, he’s a trucker by trade. Jill had taken time off from her catering company business to tag along for a few days. The trip for her was in two fold, part spend time with John to see the sights of the city by the bay and to shop at two BDSM specialties stores that catered to her special interest. The fact they’d be traveling back with a partially empty trailer on the return trip had additional appeal. John had picked up the boxes she had purchased from the store locations, but like Paula and I had no idea what exactly was inside them. Jill and John like us had been involved with BDSM scene for quite some time with her as dominant Mistress and him as slave most of the time. ...

Author's Note: 2nd attempt at a story. Didn’t really like where this one was going so it rounds up quick. Apologies to those who were enjoying its direction. Hopefully I have done better job with the grammar and spelling this time. Jim had just got engaged to Jan. Jim would describe himself as nothing special. And this would be a compliment. He was a small skinny guy and not too smart. Jan was a beautiful young lady in figure with a slim and fit body countered by nice large breasts. Her face and voice though was what turned most men away from her. She always looked as if she had just bitten into a lemon and when she talked it was close to a screech. ...

Author's Note: Being ‘discovered’ looking at internet porn is a popular theme for a story……..so here’s my attempt. The sound of the door bell broke into Jim’s thoughts. “Who’s that” he thought to himself “the postman’s already been”. He managed to drag his eyes away from the women on his laptop’s screen just in time to see Pam standing outside the floor to ceiling lounge windows, looking back in at him. With a guilty start Jim pulled his hand out from the waistband of his trousers and gave Pam a wave of acknowledgement. Pam waved back in turn and pointed with a questioning look towards where the front door was. “Well that’s who it was then” Jim again thought to himself as he simultaneously stood up and minimised the porn site’s screen before heading into the hall to open the front door for Pam, “that’s a pain”. It wasn’t that Pam was a particularly unattractive visitor, in fact quiet the opposite….and particularly dressed, as Jim had already made out through the window, in her dark blue nurses uniform. Jim had always had a ’thing’ for women in uniforms and Pam looked rather nice, standing out there. It was just that, well…., it was just that Jim had been rather enjoying himself as he worked through his favourite websites and he had been planing to pop into the bathroom for a quick wank to relieve all the tension that had been building up. But now that was out of the question, “well, for the moment anyway” he thought. ...

Part I Julie, Diana and Wanda shared a house. Diana and Wanda had finished their graduate degrees. Julie was just about to finish her MA in literature. She was looking forward to having the summer off to rest and relax before starting her job at a large publishing company in the same town. Wanda and Diana were fitness nuts. They both worked as clothes designers having majored in home economics. Diana and Wanda were knock out beauties. They were hit on all the time by men wanting their attention. However their interests were not men, but each other and Julie. When it came to looks, Julie was no slouch she was beautiful. Just not quite in the class with Wanda and Diana. The three women also loved bondage, discipline and domination. Often they would play game of poker and the loser would be the bondage slave and victim of the other two for the evening and night. Julie had a fascination with being wrapped in bondage as a complete mummy. Wanda and Diana were not interested. The bondage paddling an a little nipple torture was good enough for them, either giving or receiving. Occasionally Suzanne would join them for their games. Suzanne had a master’s degree in Nursing and was lab supervisor at the hospital. When she joined the games the two losers became the slaves of the other two. ...

Author's Note: It has been five long years since my last foray into releasing my work. I hope you enjoy this as there is a lot more I have been holding back. As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated to help me hone my skills. Enjoy! _Update (2012/06/18):* Here are chapters 23 & 24. I hope these are well received as I have been trying to keep the story detailed without becoming boring. Please keep the feedback coming as it truly helps me to improve my stories. Love to hear the support as well. Hope you all are enjoying “Kari’s Journey” as much as I am writing it.* ...

Author's Note: I am a big fan and practitioner of long-term, strict mummification bondage, loving to fantasize about and experience its intense physio-psycho-sexual impacts. I hope you find the story arousing, stimulating and entertaining! Part 1 She had met him through a fetish-bondage online social networking/meeting site. She had thought very long and hard about what she wanted to do with her life, leaving her old life far behind her, and the terms of a new relationship. She had to find the right man to make her most obsessive, consuming, passionate dreams come true. After a very thorough and careful culling process, here she was, happily in his wonderful loving, tight mummified embrace, her vagina and rectum stuffed with two large humming electric vibrators. ...

My Mistress called me Thursday night and asked if I could take the next day off from work to help her with some home projects. This typically meant that I would be cleaning her house, naked except for a drool-inducing harness gag and a pair of frilly panties that she would have me wear over the CB-3000 that she held the only key to. Unfortunately, I had a meeting scheduled with a client and his attorney to close an important deal. ...

Author's Note: A fancy old style brothel caters for the ‘sexual advanced’ in every way thinkable. A large stable of slaves, often related or married, is run by a statuesque woman and her imaginative staff. Anything goes… The story centres on severe torture, cruel body modifications and extreme chastity enforcement. Do not read this when you are under age. This is for adults eyes only. Many people enjoy the adventures of Indiana Jones. Very few of those same people would actually enjoy things like running for their lives in front of a crushing boulder, or getting kicked into a snake pit. Sometimes fantasy is just fantasy, no prelude for reality. Take this story as it is: Fantasy. Now read on. ...

Author's Note: This is the start of a story I’ve been thinking about for a while. I’ve got three more parts written so far with a couple of interesting twists ans turns that I hope people enjoy reading as much as I’ve enjoyed writing them. Part one is fairly plain, but its setting the scene for future parts. Chapter 1 The word love has to be the most stupid word in the English dictionary - at least that was the view of Maddie as she sat sipping her mocktail in the hot midday sun. How on earth one word can cover so much she will never know, for at its shallowest love can describe one’s favourite part of a film, where as other times love just isn’t big enough to describe the feelings two people can have for one another, or the moments they share. The tall leggy blond laid on the sun bed, her tanned golden skin offset by the luxury black bikini. She sat watching her new husband swim in the crystal clear waters of the Maldivian seas as a familiar tickle made her cast her mind back over the last 24 hours to the reason for this particular in depth thought, which given the situation and the surroundings was far to in depth! ...

Author's Note: Long begining story has several parts under revisions. English not native language Greek is attempting to write better only 2 years English experience. My preference is set story up in first part then increase intensity afterward. Like to give details first then juicy stuff. Update (2012/02/11): Again dear readers remember English is not native language and I’m trying to improve. May right more or maybe just give up don’t know yet. ...