F-Self

CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! Roberta’s heels echoed as she walked briskly to the reception desk of Chicago’s elegant Palmer Hotel, her wheeled suitcase trailing behind her. Though it was still rather early in the day, there were a number of other guests in the lobby, and Roberta noted with satisfaction that she turned many heads the males looking at her mature but trim figure and excellent grooming with desire, and the women with envy and catty disgust. She knew that her well-tailored skirted business suit, silk blouse, and elegant pumps presented her as she was a successful business executive. ...

Saturday morning Darla rushes out of her bedroom and almost passes me by when suddenly turning, plants a smoldering kiss on my lips, then with an arch in her eyebrow says, “Be good Phoebes, see you back around noon, ok!”. Be good! Hmph, hell yes I’m always good, and when I’m bad, as the cliché goes, I’m only better… and so in this frame of mind I find myself wandering the many aisles of my fave local hardware store. ...

Author's Note: This is the tale of a fantasy that goes wrong in a small way but enough to scare the hell out of the young lady in question. I suppose there must be the obligatory who am I bit! I am tall, slim, blond, gorgeous, sexy, attractive, irresistible and female!!! No I’m only kidding! I am female, and I suppose reasonably attractive, being slightly built, but with a little, but cute chest. I have nice long wavy hair and longish legs & a very warped set of desire. I hope that will do, so on to my story. ...

Author's Note: Just a little story, on an interesting concept Chapter 1 Ok, I had closed my flat on the West Coast and after getting the key to my landlord, I was to return to my hometown on the other side of the country. Last weeks were kind of brutal, lost a job, lost a boyfriend, plan a relocation, plan the trip, but now I was in my car, finally heading out of that city. ...

Author's Note: New Story continuing from first. I have tried hard to correctly sentence this story. Part 1 Well my names Catherine 21 years of age and I was getting ready for my first day at work as a trash collector I know its not the best job in the world but it pays the bills, I originally wanted to do ballet at a local training school but at the time had too much stuff in life to sort out so decided to try getting a job. I applied for many jobs but in the end most of them wanted previous experience but I needed to get a job before I could get the experience so how does that work? ah well. ...

Grand Prize winner of the ‘Script your own Video’ Contest Visit our contest sponsor, Quality Control Connie had been married twice before. Once, she married for young love, and the second time for security. Both marriages brought neither. Both husbands lacked the same basic skill that Connie was negligent in herself, communication. She was too shy and embarrassed to explain to each poor, suffering man that the reason their sex life was so boring was because she wanted something more. She wanted to be dominated, and controlled. She wanted to be bound so her real inhibitions could be set free. But that never happened. Both men felt their love problems were their own faults. Both men were good men, but both men left the marriage guilt riddled, feeling that they had failed her. ...

Author's Note: Two girlfriends have a series of conversations about bondage. You won’t find this one in ‘The Listening Project’ archive. “Honestly, Sharon, I don’t know why you let him do this to you” “Oh Theresa, I’ve told you ! He likes to think of me as his little slavegirl waiting for him to return.” “But you have a life too. Don’t you object to spending your whole day tied up like this ?” ...

It happened one fine summers day, I’d driven into the country to visit an old deserted barn that I found while hiking one day, I had been here several times before and was an ideal location for my self bondage explorations, away from the view of the road and set back in the woods, I would not be disturbed while bound nice and tight within it’s musty interior. I loved to tie myself up outdoors the feel of the air on my body, the open space all around me while I was in my own little space tied up, it felt great and there was the danger involved, there was more chance of being discovered and I believe it was this thrill that I liked most. ...

Author's Note: I started this with a very vague idea of how I wanted it to go and some ideas of what I wanted to make sure to include, so if anyone has any suggestions as to what they would like to see happen, feel free to post them in the comments section before I finish the story - oh, and enjoy! Update (07/09/11): I have started to incorporate Jenny Harrison into the story - enjoy! ...

Author's Note: This is a fantasy about a friend of mine, wouldn’t it be wonderful if she really was into bondage … Part 2 and things get a little out of hand. I’ve got some ideas for Part 3 but if anyone’s enjoying this and has any ideas, feel free to post them - let’s make Sally suffer (but in a nice way) ! Part 1 Hi, my name is Sally and I live in rural Devon, England, one of the prettiest parts of the country. I am 25 and single, have long blonde hair, a slim body and 34C breasts. I inherited a large Victorian house in a tiny hamlet, so I have no mortgage and can get by nicely on my salary as a part-time teaching assistant at a local primary school. ...