Author's Note: I wish my school had been more like this! It was our final year at high school, I was eighteen and looking forward to leaving our small town and going to University, as I wandered home from swim training daydreaming about life in the big city when I received the text message from my friend Jake. “Come to the Gym” was all it said “On my way home now” I replied ...
Author's Note: A man is interrogated in a most interesting way by Dr. Schmidt and his assistant….. The guards simply picked me up out off the floor, and holding me by the arms, they took me out of the room and down the dark hall. At the end of the hall they unlocked a large metal door. They dragged me down a long staircase to an underground bunker. Another metal door was unlocked and again I was taken down a long hallway. ...
Author's Note: My first attempt at this. Part 1 Ken was an average guy form a nice California coastal town. He grew up with decent things, but never really had too much. His parents loved him but didn’t really show much affection towards him. This is what made ken easy prey for a pedophile. His 3rd grade teacher took advantage of him and did horrid things to him sexually. She was a sadist, along with her boyfriend they used ken horribly. His father finally moved getting ken away from the abusive teacher. He never mentioned it to anyone, but he was haunted for the rest of his life by the thoughts of this abuse. As he grew older he began to crave this kind of treatment. Many of his girlfriends didn’t understand his feelings which led to failed relationships time and again. He had a great job and made good money which allowed him to buy nice things for himself. He went to clubs to seek out women, trying to find one that might understand his craving for abuse. He also looked online at various adult websites, which he found frustrating; most of the people he found online were usually out just for money. ...
Author's Note: This is my first time writing on here, or fiction anywhere on the internet for that matter. I have always had a bondage and discipline fetish (not S&M) and oddly, one for polo shirts, particularly when they are buttoned up to the top and worn with smart clothing hence why its not latex for example. I have fantasised about being in a scenario like this for years and who knows, maybe one day I might get to do something resembling it. Enjoy, and hopefully it will be the first of many chapters. ...
Author's Note: This is my first story on here, as well as the first time I’ve written so much. If anyone has advice, I’d really appreciate it. As for the story, I just wanted to get a room full of femboys in chastity and make it fun. I hope you like it. Prologue While the world was burning and everyone was locked inside for the foreseeable future, a honey-blonde woman was dressed up as a teacher for a monthly meeting. Slapping the table with a riding crop, demanding the attention of her so-called class. ...
Author's Note: A fancy old style brothel caters for the ‘sexual advanced’ in every way thinkable. A large stable of slaves, often related or married, is run by a statuesque woman and her imaginative staff. Anything goes… The story centres on severe torture, cruel body modifications and extreme chastity enforcement. Do not read this when you are under age. This is for adults eyes only. Many people enjoy the adventures of Indiana Jones. Very few of those same people would actually enjoy things like running for their lives in front of a crushing boulder, or getting kicked into a snake pit. Sometimes fantasy is just fantasy, no prelude for reality. Take this story as it is: Fantasy. Now read on. ...
Author's Note: Expands a sentence from my long story ‘The Sissy Bargain’ right after I sign a contract where Satan helps people pick boys or girls: beginner homosexuality training. Mall I’m Brandon, penniless but I just signed a blood contract with Satan to fix that. The contract: no hitting on new women (it is fine if the girls approach me), no talking to old flings, free money. Satan and I were finishing and it was time to go home. I think his goal is make men sissies or Betas. Luckily I’ve always had lots of dates and girls so no worries. Signing went good and my advocate Rachel left. ...
Chapter 1 Nervous? Anyone with an ounce of caution should have been anxious. We had communicated through the internet over the past nine months and he knew me like nobody else. I called him my pseudo therapist. Now he was coming to provide me with a weekend session to be remembered and cherished. He was an older and experienced top, who was going to allow me to personally be subjected to situations designed to play out my erotic fantasies and pent-up desires. ...
Standing in front of me was a handsome young man. He was no taller than I but very well built. He had his eyes cast to the floor and would dare not look at me unless spoken to. “What a good boy” I find myself thinking as I look over him. His bubbly ass was bright red from his daily punishment and his nipples were standing hard at attention from being clamped for so long. I tell him to kneel and he does so without hesitation. I have trained him well. The light from the fire seems to dance on his bald head I gently rub it and whisper” Do you love your master?” he gazes up into my eyes and replies “Yes master” I force him on all fours and have him walk with me to the table where I have already laid out the toys for tonight’s session. First taking the dog tail butt plug I shove it into his mouth and say to him “Make that nice and wet, unless you want me to shove it in dry” I watch as he uses his own saliva to make his familiar ass toy as slick as possible. After some time has passed and I remove the toy from his mouth tell him to take a deep breath and I shove it in listening to him let out a deep sigh as it sits in place, then taking the dog mask I cover that beautiful face of his with the mask and secure it almost too tight around his head. ...
Part I My name is Jake. I’m 18 years old and it’s June 10th, 2018. I only recently have found the joys and pleasures of masturbation. Some might say that I’m chronic, but I just go as many times as I can. I’m tall, about six foot, have brown hair, and I’m on the football team so I’m in pretty good shape. The idea of bondage, especially chastity really gets me going. I’ve tried self bondage a couple of times and even one time at my grandparents place in the mountains me and my cousins experimented with bondage and even some gay adventures, but that’s another story for another time. ...