It was to be a treat that he wouldn’t forget. She’d been a bit mean to him the past month or so, mainly because they’d been strapped for money and hadn’t been able to go out. None of it had been his fault but just before he’d gone away, she’d managed to nag him out of the house. She’d followed up with a unpleasant phone call to the hotel that his conference was being held in and he’d got mad with her and hung up. ...
Author's Note: Some stories are too wild to be believed. “Holy shit, man! You’re never gonna freakin’ believe this! Let’s get a table near the back. I know there’s no one here, but I don’t need anyone else hearing this. Yes, way in the back. I’m telling you, man, this really happened! Ture story! Okay, okay! I’m calming down. Do you have that thing on? I want to get all this down before I forget any of it. Although I don’t think I’m gonna forget this for a long time.” ...
Author's Note: I’m really curious to get your feedback on this story - it was a lot harder to write that I thought it would be, only having one character is tricky! If you like it there could be more! I’m going to start by introducing myself. I’m Jenny and I’m twenty seven years old, I have a dark brown pixie cut, black rimmed Dolce and Gabbana glasses and green eyes. I’m slim, too skinny for my liking (my boyfriend says I’m petite and from my five foot two stature I can hardly disagree with him!) I work as a software programmer in outer London and at heart I’m a very kinky person. My boyfriend and I have been together for several years, unfortunately he’s currently working in Manchester so our time together is often quite limited. By the time we’ve gone out to dinner and shagged like rabbits there’s often not a lot of time for much else… my kinky side is often left unsatisfied. ...
Author's Note: A fetish fantasy for people interested in permanent bondage and body modification. _Update (2012/09/11):* I’m aware that the previous parts have mostly set the stage for things to come; however, anticipation is often said to be half the pleasure. Hopefully, you won’t find the somewhat tedious descriptions of this part too much of a letdown. Maybe you have taken the opportunity to get your own fantasies going; if so, I’d love to hear about them!* ...
Her name was Ruth, and she had a fetish. Ruth loved to be tied up, and every time she got a chance to be alone for a few hours she would figure out neat ways of binding herself up so she could get in some good struggling. She was very good at it too, and often the only way out for her was to use her escape knife, which she would hide someplace difficult to get to just to make things more challenging. ...
Sitting at home watching the latest reality show I came to a firm conclusion: I have lost myself into a boring and predictable rut. I have a steady job, a nice home but no relationship, no adventure, nothing unpredictable, nothing random and I was getting tired of it. I was by no means old, I was only 29. I was also by no means ugly, I had a trim figure, B’s and Mediterranean features down to the permanent olive tan. Tomorrow was a Friday; I don’t know what I should do but as I ate another chip I knew I needed to do something. ...
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. ...
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: Another story I did years ago, hope you enjoy it! Alice closed the door of the motel room and excitedly began to unpack. She’d been planning this little mini-vacation for quite some time now, and she looked forward to the complete privacy to enjoy herself that awaited her this weekend. Her problem was that she’d become engaged over a year ago, and was afraid to let her fiancé know of her dark obsessions. As a result, she’d suppressed her desires and kept them secret from the man she was supposedly planning to spend the rest of her life with. She’d occasionally indulge herself of course, but only in the privacy of her own home and always when Jerry, her fiancé, wasn’t around. ...