Author's Note: As you will read below, I was instructed to recall an extremely embarrassing (yet arousing) adventure in self-bondage for a good friend of my Master who resides in the U.S. With His permission I will include His request so as to set the stage for my recount. slave jenny xxx (Please note: Master Darios writes under the pen name mrhungry, please check out his stories) My dear slave jenny, ...
During the past week Derek and Ginger discussed moving in together. Definitely a precursor to marriage. While Ginger expressed willingness, two months were left on her lease and Derek’s studio apartment was too small. They agreed to investigate alternatives. On Friday, in celebration of their six-month anniversary, Derek took Ginger to an upscale restaurant for dinner. Ginger felt a bit naughty and bought a dress especially for the evening. She wanted to dress to impress Derek and demonstrate her appreciation for his love and attention. Her pale pink dress was an architectural marvel which displayed her curvature with style and taste while never failing to simultaneously emote sexuality and desire. The back of the dress was another issue altogether. The back of the dress didn’t exist. The only thing displayed from Ginger’s bare shoulders all the way down to the cleft of her ass was skin. The magic trick was a delicate silver chain across her back that kept the dress from falling away from the front of her body. ...
Author's Note: This story is based on a story entitled “The Trap” by Wanda. Although much of this story is my original work, I attempted to seek permission to write this story, but all of her known e-mail addresses are inactive. Part 1 Tara and I had been co-workers for a few months. We worked together at a clothing company that specialized in latex, leather and bondage wear. Even though we both landed our jobs at around the same time, Tara always told everyone that she had seniority over me. ...
Author's Note: To marry the domme of his dreams, he will have to endure 6 weeks of milking and teasing. After she takes him from his current master, she leads him down a path of submission. Meeting Her I suppose you could say our meeting wasn’t typical. In fact I think it is pretty unique. No other guy I know can say they met their wife while bound, chained to a man’s chariot and pretending to be a horse. ...
Author's Note: I originally wrote this story over a decade ago and it was included in my first published book. The book is no longer in print, so I’m offering the story here for free. Enjoy and comment as you will. Bondage blessings to you all. Part 1 All the toys are assembled as he described in the letter and the video camera is set up on its tripod. Even though he’s far from me right now, my husband and I can still play master/slave games. I want this video of myself to be really good for him so I’m wearing the black PVC outfit he bought for me last year, the crotchless one with the open breasts and the lacing down the sides that, when pulled tight as they are now, squeeze my tummy tiny, kind of like a corset. ...
Chapter 1 I was just done with my lastest project. A wooden stature of a hawk just about to take flight. The work on the feathes alone had taken me a month. But now that it was finished I was quite proud of it. This one would not be put on sale, it would look great in the living room. With my hands pushed in the pockets of my jumpsuit I wandered around the shed. It wasn’t that big. On one side I had my work bench and on the right side a couple of cabinets to house my tools and supplies. When we bought the house we designated this as my work shed. A place for me to relax and focus on my hobby. Tara usually didn’t come here, because she wanted to give me a place where I could be alone if I wanted. ...
Author's Note: If enough people show interest in the story and like it then I’ll continue it ;) Part 1 It was a Wednesday like any other, Sarah arose from a nice slumber and began getting ready for work, she had been doing the same thing day in and day out for the last 3 years. She’d gotten a job as an accountant working at her uncle’s company, it was decent enough pay to let Sarah fuel her fetish and still live comfortably, but she felt something was missing from the job. Sarah also liked to partake in her fetish on the weekends; she often liked to indulge herself (sometimes with one of her friends) in some bondage scenarios. She’d usually just do self-bondage and imagine a scene for herself such as damsel in distress, or the daughter of a millionaire who’d been kidnapped, but if a friend was around she’d let them ‘play’ too. ...
Chapter I The sun is hot today at almost 30 degrees and the sea is lovely and clear, at least as well as I can see from my hotel window. My name is Jodie and I am on vacation in Alanya, Turkey, the first time I have ever been abroad, having decided to take a gap year from university. Something rather different has happened to me and it all started a week ago when I had found quite an amazing little place. It was a dimly lit shop, a few steps below road level on a dusty side street, 5km out of the main town. The shopkeeper, an old grey haired man was eager for a sale as it was still very early in the holiday season and even the hotel only had 8 or so guests. Up to now he had not had much trade and the price we agreed was quite a bargain for hand made goods. I handed him the money after explaining what it was I wanted and after looking at me oddly a few times he said to come back tomorrow between 5pm and 6pm. ...
Author's Note: The Book of the Principles of Ying and Yang, ancient even when Nujiezu was founded. It holds, however, wisdom and knowledge. Its principles will help you, Akane and Ranma Saotome, develop the nature of Yang and impose the nature of Ying into Shampoo. I was having troubles starting on it, so I took a lot of ideas from PET, Inc- An awesome story you can find on this site-from another author. ...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The author does not condone non-consensual play in reality. Part 1 Molly was stressed out. Working a full time job while simultaneously taking night classes tended to have that effect on people. With the little time off she had, she often spent it cooped up in her apartment watching TV or browsing the web. During one of her searches, she came across a nearby boutique that had just opened in her area that claimed to specialize in a new facial scrub and body wrap combo that was guaranteed to be unforgettable. To Molly, it sounded like the perfect type of thing to get all the stress out of her system. If only she had the time… ...