Packaging

Chapter 1 As the three girls walked into the casino they where surprised. They had expected an unusual sight but not like this. The room was filled with the typical style of tables for gaming. But rather than the compliment of guests dressed in tired tuxedos or vacation wear, the crowd seemed to be made up of a sea of latex and leather. There wasn’t a single person in sight that wore anything other than tight fetish clothing. Gina looked at herself and her two friends, suddenly feeling very out of place. Wearing sundresses, the girls had expected to be overdressed for the crowd that was described to them. Instead, they felt like they where wearing overalls at a formal dance. ...

We had lived together for some while now and I had effectively moved into his apartment and sublet my own, though I still kept a lot of my belongings at my place including furniture. I had spent plenty of my time inside the doll suit or tied in my latex catsuit, we’d even bought more costumes for me to wear for his delight as well as my own. But the best times were when I was enclosed in the doll and became Cindy. Most of my thoughts, dreams and fantasies revolved around being that doll. ...

“Gosh, I love winter!” I thought to myself as I watched my wife Peggy pass in front of me as she walked from the kitchen to the bedroom. She was 23 years old, fit, beautiful, and completely naked. The nipples of her “C” cup breasts were hard and erect from the chill, and I had to restrain myself from dragging her onto my lap and giving an inviting brown bud a not so tender bite. She could not have done much to stop me, since her hands were cuffed tightly behind her back, her ankles were shacked ten inches apart, and her lips were stretched around a three inch ball gag buckled tightly behind her head. ...

He had agreed to her terms about four hours into their first date. She would make all decisions regarding their sexual relationship and he would cooperate completely, no compromise. Since then he had step-by-step become more and more the plaything she wanted him to be, beginning a monumental workout schedlue, eating only what she gave him and completing any task she desired. He stayed at her house and did any and all work required there - including cleaning, maintenance, and yard work. She had taken him to a clinical piercing facility several weeks into the agreement and had a thick metal ring installed up through the underside of his circumcised penis head, practically filling his urethra and remaining as a tangible weight from that day forward. ...

Author's Note: Warning - This is a very unusual story, but hey I’ll write anything once. Part I Kate and Emma were kneeling on the floor looking at the glass jar on the coffee table in front of them, both with a look of amazement on their faces. In the jar was Kate’s boyfriend, now standing at only one inch tall. Of course they hadn’t believed the woman who claimed to be able to shrink people and Kate had certainly been joking when she’d asked for her boyfriend to be shrunk down to size for the weekend. But the woman hadn’t been joking and now here they were. ...

Author's Note: This story follows on from D&H Ltd - Simons Journey. Its intended to be the second installment of a three part saga currently (that may increase to four). Chapter 1 13:00 May 21st, 2012: Somewhere in Europe. Felicia felt like she had been crying for an eternity, locked and bound inside the trunk she could feel the movements of the vehicle as it hurtled to god knows where. She could still feel the puncture marks where the taser had struck, her muscles sore form the convulsing caused by the 500, 000 volts. ...

Author's Note: Enjoy! It was the middle of July and Danielle was dripping with sweat, having just finished scraping off the grill at her crappy fast food job. The air conditioner had been broken since noon and all she wanted to do was get out of there before her bitchy boss got back from break and gave her something else to do. Just as she was about to clock out, her boss Maddie came up to her and said “I don’t think so sweetie. Before you punch out you need to clean the bathroom. Somebody pissed all over the floor in there and it’s disgusting.” Danielle rolled her eyes and said “I was supposed to be off 30 minutes ago” ...

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. ...

Author's Note: A bit of a departure from my usual subject matter and point of view. Hope you enjoy. Comments are always more than welcome. My name isJohnny and I’m a hot, tatted up, slim 6 foot tall, dark haired dude. A dirty horny white boy, sleazy rude with a big cock and a smooth , plump bubblebutt. I’m too scary for most of the local girls to handle but I drive the old rich guys crazy down at the gloryhole row at the adult bookstore. A couple geezers paid me plenty to worship my big cock and balls and to fuck one guy in his fat flabby ass. He screamed a lot but the old fucker loved it. Ha! After I turned 18 I dropped out of my dumbfuck highschool and winged out of Pittsburgh and off to Europe to join the French Foreign Legion. I had some innings with the local cops and I was one step ahead of a warrant which could put me on ice for a while. I heard the legion will give you a new identity when you get out and that’s really pretty cool! Before I could make it to Corsica I was partying on Ibiza where a rich british cougar picked me up while I was drunk and took me aboard her yacht. She was a busty old mama about 40 with medium length dark reddish hair, huge saggy jugs, thick thighs and a big ,opulent ass. She had me strip naked on deck. Then she tickled my fat dangling balls with her long fingernails and my big cock extended straight out. She laughed and wrapped her hand around my meat and said " Come with me Mr. Johnson! " I don’t know who Mr Johnson was but I followed my pulled pork down the corridor and into her quarters. It was a large ornate room with a big 4 corner post bed with a mirror above , on the ceiling. She sat down on the bed and examined my cock and balls. She squeezed my asscheeks and outlined her fingertips along some of my tatts. Spinning me around she pinched and squeezed my ass again and spread my asscheeks wide then she smacked my ass sharply and spun me back around. She was licking her glistening red lips. “Yes. You’re do nicely, very nicely indeed!” You’ve got quite a nice endowment, Johnny! Fat swingy balls, lots of dirty white boy tats and a squishy, plump ass!" Yes, I’m going to have some fun with you!" ...

Author's Note: I’m a twenty-something from Europe, writing short stories and narrations (erotic and non-erotic) for several years. A longer narration of mine deals with certain Japanese elements. To get in the mood for a sequel, I wrote this short story. Box The box had arrived just in time. Nakamura’s two “gentlemen” went to work unloading it as soon as the garage’s roller shutter had closed behind the inconspicuous white delivery van. One of them I knew by name: Tanaka, a ridiculously muscular bloke in an ill-fitting jacket. He was beyond any doubt capable of dragging the box alone. Hence his scrawny new colleague was rather latching onto the wooden crate while it was pulled out of the van. ...