Humiliation

Author's Note: This story has been published in slightly shorter form at another site a few years back. I have written a few pages of part 2, but when and if that will be posted is anybody’s guess ;-) English is NOT my native language - so please don’t be too hash about spelling and such… Part 1 Friday 26 Trembling, and trying desperately to keep myself from crying, I waited, as ordered by my wife Ulrika. I was precariously balancing myself on top of the insane, nine inch stiletto-heeled, four-inch platform shoes. My feet where pointing straight downwards in a kind of ballet stance, but I dared not even think about sitting down, even if my “clothes” had permitted me to do so. I did not even dare to lean against a wall, despite the fact that my poor feet and legs where literally shaking and throbbing with pain. The kitchen was dark, only lit by a weak 15Watt bulb over the sink. Laughter and small talk from the adjoining dinner room drifted in trough the closed door. Suddenly the sharp light from the row of overhead tubes flickered into being, illuminating the large room with their blue-white glare. ...

Hi, I m Aakash. I love to be bound and gagged. I also like crossdressing. I love to wear lingerie, pantyhose, panties, stocking and gloves. I would love to share my first bondage experience with all the readers. Six year back I was hanging out with my girlfriend at nearest hill station from my town. It was a Friday and we went for a walk near mountains. We were alone on the road. We were just sharing our thoughts about our life. Its around 7.00 pm. And we seat on the rocks, and started discussing about our fantasies. ...

Author's Note: This is an adult baby story. If this isn’t your thing I suggest you move on. I was driving home one night in a snowstorm. I was on a lonely country road when my car suddenly skidded and crashed sideways into a tree. ‘Shit’ I thought. I tried calling for help on my phone but there was no signal. The snow was still coming down hard and it was pitch black. I decided to get out and look around. I was wearing jeans, a hoodie and a ski jacket so I wasn’t as cold as I could have been. I walked up the road for ages when I saw a car approach. I waved my arms and it stopped. The window rolled down and I saw a woman around thirty-five with long wavy brown hair. ...

Part 1 I had to have her. For years, I had been watching her on the morning news show, and for years I had imagined her bound, gagged, and down on her knees for my use. Unknown to her, today would be the day she would become my captive. I’m not crazy – I’m a young man, who prefers the nicer things in life. Having inherited a substantial amount of money when my parents had passed in a car crash, I was able to buy a modest house out in the country. It also allowed me to rig my basement with a nice dungeon, and holding cell. In the dungeon, I had a nice bondage bed, with a strong, long cage underneath. I also had various anchor points installed in the walls, a St. Andrews cross, and a nice bondage chair. ...

Author's Note: This is the first story I have submitted. I have been a rather harsh critic in the comments a few times, so it only seemed fair that I expose myself a little as well. As for the story itself, it’s a bit pedestrian - no human trafficking, no secret society, no sci-fi equipment - just a boy in his own head having an experience of sexual discovery. Since I was already indulging in fantasies, I gave him an implausibly cute little ending as well. Please enjoy! ...

I’m an attractive 33 year old woman - blond, 5 foot 3 inches, 110 pounds, full C cup breasts - with an interest in self-bondage inspired, in part, by the stories on this website. I decided to write to you to tell you about an experience I had last August. Everything in here is 100 percent true. My interest in bondage began when my first serious boyfriend in college and I started using ropes and stuff during sex. We would take turns tying each other to the bed and would spend hours teasing each other, resulting in the most mind-blowing orgasms, or, sometimes when he had me tied up, he would make me orgasm over and over and over. Eventually we began to play with clothespins, but none of our activities were very hardcore and we both switched from the dominant to the sub position. ...

Earlier this year I wrote up “my poolside adventure” of August 2006. Click here to read the first part of this tale. Just to remind you, I’m an attractive 34 year old woman - blond, 5 foot 3 inches, 110 pounds, full C cup breasts - with an interest in self-bondage and light bdsm inspired, in part, by the stories on this website. Last summer, my neighbors asked me to watch their house while they were away on vacation, and I took the opportunity to practice some self-bondage by their backyard pool so that their their cute, twenty-something pool man could find me and fuck me. ...

Author's Note: This is a very long one. It is the continued adventures of an unnamed slave/bottom from the previous stories. Like the others, this story can stand alone. Comments, suggestions for future experiences and the like are welcomed and encouraged. DISCOVERED You would think that with the incredible BDSM relationship I have with Domina that I would not be interested in what is available on the Internet. The problem I have run into is ever since we started this great relationship I am constantly hungry for the next best thing. Everything we have done so far has certainly been mind blowing wonderful, but there continues to be a part of me that is yearning for something different. ...

Chapter 1 I remember the week that Uncle Todd came to stay like it was yesterday, although it was almost a decade ago now. I had recently turned 18, just finished college and was enjoying my last summer vacation while still living with my dad at the time. One day, he came home from work and announced that he’d be leaving for a week and how I’d have the house to myself. Before I carry on, let me describe myself. I was 5’ 10, had shoulder length dark brown hair and a slim build, not chubby but not too skinny either. Around the age of 16 was when I first started dabbling I’m self bondage, but never had I tried it with another person, either tying them up or being tied up, however the older I got the more the urge grew. When my dad told me I’d have the house to myself my mind started buzzing with ideas, how I could bound and gag myself before sleeping and waking up in bondage, I could cuff my feet and hands together while I go around the house doing chores, the ideas were boundless. ...

Author's Note: I’ve actually never written anything besides school essays before so constructive criticism would be great. I’m always looking to improve my writing, especially in this manner. “Well anyways, thanks so much for dropping off these documents, Anne. Have a safe trip home alright?” “Of course, Dave, I’ll see you at work tomorrow.” Anne slipped away towards the driveway and with one final wave, Dave closed the door and walked back into his living room. He looked at the clock and saw it was about 6 o clock. Him and Anne had been sitting on the couch in the living room for about an hour having some drinks. Anne was always a great secretary and he enjoyed spending time with her. She had a great sense of humor and was fairly attractive as well ...