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Part 1 Paul McCord was 5'6" tall, 136 pounds with shoulder length hair. He had been teased his whole life and called sissy boy in school. Paul graduated from Bucks County Community College with an AA degree in computer programing and was top in his class. His Professor contacted on of the leading corporations in Philadelphia and explained how he was the brightest student she ever had and that he was a gifted programmer. After meeting with Paul, he was hired and told they would set up in his home a remote office that he would work from so he could handle even weekend or other emergencies. ...

Author's Note: A friend of mine recently related this story to me and gave me permission to write it up and submit it for publication. It is I beleive a true account of events at the photo shoot, I have seen some of the pics. Paula is thinking of going back for a second session Chapter 1: The First Visit The following is an account of a recent experience I had on a bondage photo shoot. ...

Author's Note: This is the continuing story of Paul/Paula, Janine and Layla. Introduction. Paul, Janine and Layla had played their special games several times since Layla’s discovery of Paula tied up in Paul’s home office. They even moved some of Paula’s clothes into Paul and Janine’s penthouse apartment in the City, and played there too. Chapter 1 Paul had caught the two girls whispering to each other several times over the last week, and each time he had asked what they were talking about, the two girls had told him it was just some girl talk, and nothing for him to worry about. The week had been uneventful and by Friday lunchtime Paul was ready for the long bank holiday weekend, he sat at his desk in the afternoon, with no real work to do, planning what he would do over the three days off. ...

Author's Note: Hi folks, as with the two previous stories, this story stands on its own, but as it’s set in the same place, but you might want to read the others for some context! Click on my the author name above to find them. “It’s been way too long my old friend,” thought Alan, as he caressed the padded steel frame. It had been more than a month since he had been able to find time for a session. A combination of awkwardly timed shifts behind the hotel bar, and the hectic work leaving him over-tired meant that indulging his own passions was the last thing on his mind. After a while though, the itch to tie himself up became impossible to ignore. ...

Author's Note: This has to be one of my favourite fantasies of all time. It is written from the perspective of the poor reluctantly, submissive man. _Update (2012/02/28):* Welcome back (finally) to our reluctant male’s story. What has happened to him this time? Oh the predicaments he gets in to. I appreciate any feedback for this story. I am not a professional author, as you can probably tell from the writing. So any feedback received will be taken into consideration when I write another story. I hope you enjoy …* ...

Author's Note: First story in a long while, constructive criticism always welcome! Hope you enjoy the story, more chapters to come. Chapter 1: Einführung The wind was picking up a bit, the trees lightly swayed and the crisp country air brought a smile to Ben Danforth’s face as he walked down the driveway to the palatial mansion in front of him. He always liked this part, the walk up from where his company car dropped him off at the gate to the estate. It was not a terribly long walk but long enough to appreciate the beauty of the countryside, something Ben was not used to back in the city. The serenity of the environment around him reminded him of his purpose here and what he sought every single time he came. ...

I have always been into humiliation. The problem is, it is harder to be humiliated when you like it. Worshipping a woman’s feet is kind of the hallmark of humiliating tasks, but I love women’s feet. Licking her ass is supposed to be degrading, but again, I wouldn’t think of giving oral sex without taking a taste of her ass. Then I discovered drinking urine. I had never done it. I wasn’t even sure I could do it, and that is what made it so appealing. I didn’t know any women I thought I could get to do this with me, so I turned to the ever helpful internet. I joined and read though every group I could find about this topic and finally, I received the email that started it all. ...

Bob was on his way home from work, a hard day it was with his feet killing him. He just missed the green light and had to make a quick stop, so he slammed on the brakes. Sitting there all frustrated and hot, he glances over and notices a big car pull up next to him, he glances inside and Bob spy’s three young beautiful looking women, and all three happen to be staring at him smiling. This of course cheers Bob up quickly. The driver he notices licks her lips while staring at him seductively, right there Bob begins to feel his hardness in his pants swell. So the light turns green and Bob feels that was what he needed to cheer him up, in was otherwise a real shitty day. ...

“Morning sweety.” The cacophony of white noise that permeated the room stopped abruptly, a soft feminine voice taking its place. Justin was quickly pulled out of his half sleep, jolting awake at the sudden change in the sound surrounding him. Before he attempted to stretch his limbs out, he heard the hinges of the thick steel door that she had installed creak along, the sound of scraping metal filling his ears. ...

Author's Note: I have been reading hear for a while. This is the first submittal for me. Aside from that, be careful what you hope for, so easily the trap is set. This is chapter 1 and it sets the stage with two more chapters ready to submit. Chapter 1 - The Vow Before I talk about what went down today, let me share some back story to help you understand how I ended up in this dog house. Just a short time ago, I thought I was truly living a life that exceeded my most ambitious dreams. Hey, I’m a simple and pretty much average guy (5ft 8 in, brown hair, hazel eyes, 145 lbs) who never imagined I would share such a great life with a beautiful, generous, and tantalizingly wonderful lover. Jean and I found each other a few years back following my return from a military tour of duty in Thailand. I served my time and had begun the process of adapting to a ’normal’ lifestyle stateside. Not that I had objected to the lifestyle I’d become accustomed to back in my Southeast Asian bungalow. A perk of the assignment was inexpensive living quarters off base that came with a live-in maid. We didn’t speak the same language except for some very limited broken English on her part but she managed to always know what I needed and the small paycheck that she received kept her happily employed. I sure miss being waited on now that I’m back in the states. ...