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_Author's Note: Jennifer’s Journey was a fictional story, written about 10 years ago by myself. For those who have never read it, the story can be found here http://www.utopiastories.com/code/show_story.asp/recid/15320. It was a scene that I had always wanted to try for real, and on New Years Eve 2009, I was finally lucky enough to be able to recreate the story with a girl who had read the story. Our first attempt to do this before Christmas was postponed because the weather and driving conditions made it too dangerous to try. Fortunately, conditions were far more favourable on New Years Eve and lighter traffic minimised the risks involved. Of course, there are things that you can get away with in fiction, which in reality fall in the too difficult category, but I tried to stay as close to the original principal as I could, especially in respect of the level of restraint employed._ ...

Part 1 It was starting out to be a bad day. My girlfriend/slave Jess was sitting on a chair next to me with that defiant glare of hers. I was looking at a credit card bill for $500. Now it wasn’t the money I cared about but it was the audacity. Jess was supposed to be a “slave” but she spent all her time topping from the bottom and making my life miserable. ...

Jessica has a problem. She has to masturbate, to orgasm. And she has to do so quickly. Bob, Jessica’s boyfriend, has a demonic mind. When he discovered Jessica’s love of bondage and orgasm control, Bob came up with an evil, evil plan, and he backed it up with an appropriate Chasti-Permalock device. You see, unlike traditional C-P devices, Jessica is still able to orgasm. Some days, she can orgasm all she wants, but not always. There is a timer that even Bob is unable to disable. Beginning with the first day Jessica had the device installed, she was allowed one orgasm. On the second day, she could have two. The third day was 3, the ninth day was 9, and the 14th day was 14. ...

The room is cold, dark, and empty. Dark, except for an area lit by a single floodlight, and empty, except for a single piece of furniture. But not the type of furniture that you or I have in our houses. Caught in the glare of the bright light is what at first sight looks like a small crucifix, with two padded boards forming a crude seat. It is difficult to see the piece of furniture clearly for it is occupied. ...

Author's Note: 2nd attempt at a story. Didn’t really like where this one was going so it rounds up quick. Apologies to those who were enjoying its direction. Hopefully I have done better job with the grammar and spelling this time. Jim had just got engaged to Jan. Jim would describe himself as nothing special. And this would be a compliment. He was a small skinny guy and not too smart. Jan was a beautiful young lady in figure with a slim and fit body countered by nice large breasts. Her face and voice though was what turned most men away from her. She always looked as if she had just bitten into a lemon and when she talked it was close to a screech. ...

Author's Note: I realize this looks like the beginning of a larger story, but don’t be fooled. This is just a teaser. You see, I’m often tied and teased without receiving an orgasm, so I thought I’d pass along that feeling of incompletion and need. But don’t worry; my master will probably punish me for being mean to you. On the other hand, if you like this kind of teasing, please enjoy the story. ...

Chapter 1 - A Chance Meeting After some frustrating years of marriage, I was pleased to be free of any ties. Free to do as I pleased, I had time on my side. Having married young, I still kept myself fit and trim, which made sure I attracted the glances of many potential suitors. None of which were right for me, including my husband. But when you are young, you don’t realise these things at the time. Luckily for me I did now. Still in my Twenties, I was ripe for the picking, and now single, I was going to do many of the things I could not do before. ...

Author's Note: I’ve made a few somewhat major adjustments to the story. Readers of the previous version mentioned that during the last few chapters it started to become a little difficult to tell who was who, with all the different characters inhabiting different bodies… so I tried to edit with that in mind. I also extended the “bondage scene” where I accidentally forgot to finish the scene before loading it last time. That will provide the breath play that a commenter noted wasn’t in the story last time. It’s in there now. I also made some revisions to the characters personalities and background. Hope old readers (if there are any) will enjoy the changes. And new readers won’t have to deal with the errors. ...

Author's Note: Enjoyed writing this one Jemma this is for you June Strickland walked into her husbands large garage and looked up. Her nemesis was above her husband and he was looking nervous as he once again had agreed to her demands. She looked at him and smiled. “Ready?” was all she said. He looked over at her and nodded and opened the box on his special tool box. June walked over and kissed him. He kissed her back holding her tight ran his hand down and smoothed her bottom. ...

Author's Note: Warning - if you are only interested in hard-core stories then this is NOT the story for you! This is something else, something beautiful. This story explores the effect that reading Fifty Shades of Grey may have on a young woman; and follows her journey as she tests her boundaries in a bondage based relationship. This theme is a diversion from my usual writings but I am not trying to pass it off as an experiment or anything of the like, I know exactly what this story is; it is a work of love; just a beautiful bondage story. ...