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My story started on a Tuesday night. My roommate Mike was off to work. He worked overnights. Mike’s girlfriend, Melanie also lived with us. She was planning on going out with some friends to a local bar. It was perfect for me because I would have the whole apartment to myself. I had took the week off so I could get some of my own kind of relaxation. After they had left I started on my fun for the night. Since I do triathalons I have a smooth hairless body and am pretty slim. I started out by getting dressed. First I start out by putting on my black silk panties and matching bra. Next come the black silk stockings complete with garter belt. Then I slither into my own little black dress and finish it off with the black heels with ankle strap. I do my face up with makeup and complete the ensemble with a black wig. To top it off I put on my black elbow length opera gloves. With my slender athletic build I could pass if I ever wanted to go out. I never do though. I am completely heterosexual. ...

Author's Note: Give me some feedback, be yourself and say what you want. Chapter 1 My name is Mark, im twenty one years old and I live in an apartment complex by myself. I’m kind of a loner so i dont have much friends. I go to college and come home to my empty apartment. I dont talk to any of my neighbors except the landlord, so I dont really have anyone. I’m not gay but I’ve always been into bondage since i can remember. I’ve never told anyone about my little fetish, and after a long time of being alone my small fetish turned into full obsession of bondage and all kinds of other fetishes. I got a computer and that opened the world of fetish to me. I found I like just about everything from BDSM to smelly feet to breath-play, even chastity, anal play an much more. Like I said im not gay im into women dominating me in anyway they want. I liked all this stuff but i was scared of ever telling anyone. I was afraid my friends and family would reject me so i never let anyone close enough to find out my dark secret. So day after day I found new ways to entertain myself wink wink. I tried everything you could think of that one person can do by their self. It was fun for a while but even that started to feel boring. So I started trying out self bondage. I made homemade sex toys and bondage gear with what I could using store bought items. I never had the courage to go into a sex shop and buy bondage toys, so i did with what i could. So lets get on with the story. ...

Author's Note: Total fiction of course……and I have left out some detail to keep the narrative flowing but I hope that doesn’t spoil the effect of the story for you. This is the tale of a man who has spent years keeping his selfbondage secret from everyone…..even his girlfriend with whom he plays kinky games in a basement dungeon at her house. Then one day, she comes home early amd catches him in the act… ...

Author's Note: The first part of the story is true, the second is fictional I have been going through a somewhat ugly Divorce, going on two years now and it all comes down to money, sex and a lack of respect. A lack of all three and mainly from her but now it seems she wants all the money she can get before it is over and as much support as possible. I have been more than fair but that apparently is not enough for her. We were married 20+ years, separated the last two with something needing to happen ASAP. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story, I hope you like it. Chapter 1 Since I was young it seemed I was always into bondage and female domination. Rolling myself up in a blanket so my arms were immobile was how I started. Seeing my first look at a Female Dominant in a magazine held a power over me it took years to understand. I finally went to a Pro Dominatrix and found the joy and release of submission. But this was getting too expensive over time and I had to cut back my trips to see my Mistress. Then something unexpected happened and my life has been changed ever since. ...

Author's Note: Second effort, please comment. Hope you enjoy. Not the way I had planned it. Part 2 may follow. Part 1 I am forty years old and have been married for twenty of those. The kids are off in college and I am currently retired thanks to six lucky numbers. My wife is a good woman, did a great job raising the kids. My only complaint is in regards to sex. It does not interest her and she has never initiated sex after we had kids. She will give it up if I ask but I try not to because I know she does not like it. I do not want to wander because I am a target. I have tried everything but she is happy with a vibrator. I bought it as a supplement, not a replacement. ...

Author's Note: This is a true story that happened to me between my girlfriend and myself I’ll start by telling you this is a true story that happened to me several years ago. My girlfriend Ash and I were both into the bdsm scene. One day she tells me she wants to see me dressed in womens clothes. I didn’t think much about it and told her sure. She started by ordering the items and letting me test fit them and picking up odds and end panties and stockings off the net. We started to have me dress and wear the clothes under my regular clothes and going out in public. It then progressed into me wearing them to bed while she tortured me while I layed there bound and gagged. ...

John was a regular at the local Gentleman’s Club. The manager, bartenders and many of the dancers knew him by name and he felt very comfortable there. All the employees knew John’s routine–he would sit on the same stool in front of the big-screen tv and order a Bombay martini. After he ordered the second drink he would invite one of the dancers to be his “date”, buying her drinks and eventually going to the back room for some dances. ...

Author's Note: Hi everyone, I’m back! After a long hiatus due to serious health issues I’ve decided to post my fifth story. Unfortunately, writing does not provide me with the same spark that it used to so I am uncertain as to when I will be able to post further updates. As of now, this is a work in progress. As always, I accept any and ALL feedback. Whether it be positive or negative. ...

The game of chess was not going well. This was the third time in a row that Gwen had me against the ropes. I’d lost my queen early on due to a foolish mistake and I could see the writing on the wall before she took both rooks and called the words that would make me her slave for the our weekly date night. “Checkmate!” she exclaimed. The bet was that the winner in a best of five games would take the other as a slave for our weekly date night. The limits were simple… No blood, no marks or bruises visible in shorts and a tee, no sex with other people, no scat or golden showers, and the safeword didn’t stop the scene, it just lessened the intensity of the activity. ...