M-Self

My name is Sean. When I was 18 we lived in a middle class home in a small town in Indiana. There are five of us my mother, my step-father, my 20 year old sister Sara, my 19 year old step sister Darcy and of course myself. Yes, my stepfather was an asshole. My Mom was nice enough. Sara attends the community college. She was very sweet, absolutely gorgeous, and was one of the most popular girls in high school. Her senior year she was even selected the homecoming queen. Darcy on the other hand was a freaky nasty bitch on her best day. It gave her great pleasure to make me as miserable as possible. She was tall, even a little taller than me at 5’9”. She wasn’t unattractive. It was just really hard to tell, because her style was so freakish. She would always dress in black accessorize with studded leather collars and bracelets, dark make-up and nail polish, an array of piercings and an assortment black wigs of varying lengths. A whole morbid-punk-goth sort of thing that fits right in with the group of freaks she hung out with. At home or at school we generally just tried to avoid each other. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story submitted to Utopia Stories. I hope you enjoy it and look forward to future updates and twists! Chapter 1 Well, it had finally arrived. After a week of anxiously waiting my first sex toy had arrived in the mail! This came as quite the relief as my entire family including myself were to leave on a vacation the following day. I quickly picked up my box and headed towards my bedroom to examine my newly arrived toy. ...

Author's Note: This is a true recount of events from last weekend. I’ve always been a kinky sort, so the chance to combine being kinky with being out in a normal public area was a real draw for me. I was going to a one-day festival in a UK seaside town. These things are notorious for drunken behaviour, but more so for the lack of decent toilet facilities. I decided I’d try and find a way around that this year! ...

Author's Note: Self-bondage is bitter sweet because the best and worst parts are hopelessly intertwined. The Move I grew to not hate but certainly dislike home, town, the local cities. I was born here, my parents and siblings are close, but I had to move on. It’s not like I haven’t traveled, I needed to live somewhere else. Life was moving slow, I wanted less people who know my parents, and more options. So I moved to Florida, from one of the northern tier states, ‘for work’ and for the beaches, the sun, the weather. ...

The story begins one Friday night. I’d had a hard week at work and was incredible horny. Not having anyone to share this with meant I had to indulge in a little self-gratification to deal with my “stress” problems. I had received the instructions via email and was to follow them to secure both my restraint and my release. Of course, the entire episode will be filmed live on the web cam I had recently purchased for the viewing pleasure of my Mistress. ...

Today was the day. I have waiting patiently for Friday night to start my adventure. I had come up with the idea earlier in the week when I was changing the batteries in my walkman. The idea was so simple that I didn’t believe I didn’t think of it before. An electromagnetic release system. I had used ice a number of times, but most of the time I get the “urge” at anytime and usually never think to keep a key frozen in the fridge. ...

Author's Note: yes the ring was based on the terminators. please provide any feedback and or criticism I tried to build a story so it does start slow at first. if there is enough demand and positive feedback I will continue work on this series. some things may change in the story as I don’t feel confident on why the classes are now mandatory characters John Smith: Freshman attending his first year at college. ...

Author's Note: My first story. I have had the idea in my head for a while but made up the story on the spot as I wrote it. This is, I think, not the default ’tie-someone-up-and-fuck-his/her-brains-out’ kinda thing. I think there is a lot more to it. I tried to put some actual build-up and feelings into it and also some rookie mistakes. It’s for you to decide and comment on if it worked. ...

Standing there looking at it gave me both a feeling of fear and excitement. The design was flawless. I have always enjoyed the lifestyle and the loss of control. But more now than ever I am driven by the experience, the expectation and of course the pain. Mistress has not seen this yet and The anticipation I am feeling is quite overwhelming. Knowing that in a few moments she will for the first time be able to give me what she calls our deepest desire. I asked her long ago to use her gifted imagination and find a way to test me both mentally and physically. I was dismayed when she told me but now I am astonished by her insight. ...

Part I “Come here – Now!” Normally, any words from his sexy wife sent delicious thrills to his soul. However, when she used her husky and demanding voice, he usually went weak in the knees. This time was no different. He quickly shuffled over and sat next to her on the couch. She stared into his eyes as he shifted uneasily. Her eyes were like fire – melting all they looked upon. She loved to tease and torment him, and their bondage gear had steadily grown over the years as they both found their love of kink only increased over the years. She had a perfect body for her 5’7” height and she loved to drive him wild with it. His height matched hers and his muscle tone kept him larger than her. She loved every opportunity to dominate her stronger and larger husband, and he realized that today would be no different. Today was his birthday, and as he stared into her fiery eyes, he gulped – knowing that her gift would be intense indeed. ...