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: Second story Fiction PART 1 My wife (Alysha) and I have been into bondage for several years. Things changed when she caught me in her closet. Now I have my own wardrobe. Everything from lingerie to business suits. I stay at home so she can have me do what ever she wants. I am her sex slave. I received a text telling me to shower shave and apply my makeup. I am to put on my yoga pants and sports bra. insert my fake breast, and put on my blond wig. I am to text her a pic when complete, so I can receive the next orders. I was told to insert my ball gag, tie my feet and knees together, and handcuff my hands behind my back. I am to wait by he front door. Alysha is on the way now. ...
I was at the annual college Halloween dress up party. Though costumes were required, high quality or staying true to theme was not, so people showed up in anything from fancy Frankenstein and gorilla outfits, to simpler togas or just masks. I was wearing a cop costume that had been found in an obscure fraternity attic of a friend of a friend. It was late and the party was winding down. I was alone now as the friend I had come with had hit it off somewhat unexpectedly with a girl he’d met and taken off. I happened to be standing near the door getting a refill when I saw her arrive. Though she was wearing a mask it was unmistakeably Allison. I would have recognized those long and slender but muscular ‘tennis team’ legs, her startling light brown (almost amber) eyes, and the sweet curve of her jaw plus full intricate lips, framed by her stylish long blond hair, through just about any disguise. ...
Author's Note: This is a true story about me. i plan to post my adventure on here to hope to inspire others seek out there fantisies. I am a collage student age 20 I have always like bondage with my girlfriends. But in the past 2 years i have been wanting to be dominated by a man. i looked at craigslist and at collarme.com and even fetlife.com. well collarme was a disappointing because there was not many dominate gay males in my area. Fetlife sucked because its somewhat hard to see what is out there with the search. Well craigslist was a little scary because all the stories i have heard from the news but it was the only place for sure to get me some replies. The ad i put up asked for a male with a garage so i could walk in and get bound up then he could use me for what ever he wanted as long as we had protected anal sex and no permanent marks. well what would happen is that when the day come by for me to do it i would panic and not go, but finally i agreed to go with this guy from the north side of San Antonio because it was in a nicer neighborhood. previous guys that responded live in really low income neighborhood so that was the main reason i would back out. i agreed to a over night bound stay on the following Friday. ...
I had set myself a real challenge this time and I was really nervous just thinking about what I was proposing to do to myself. Bit of background first – my name is Jenny, I’m 23, a student, single, brown eyes, short black hair, I have been told I’m not unattractive and I’m pretty fit but I don’t like my nose and my ass is too big – normal female hang-ups I guess. I have been into bondage fantasies since puberty but never told anyone else. So self-bondage was an obvious path and I’ve been playing tie-up games since I was 16. I love the feeling of helplessness when in bondage, as well as the purely physical sensation of ropes and chains digging into my skin or squeezing me tight, which I enjoy immensely. I’m a damsel-in-distress type of girl, always wanting to get myself into perilous situations which I then have to get myself out of. This one was a cracker. ...
Author's Note: I have originally written this for myself, however I decided to share it. For now this is the full story, however I may write some kind of continuation of it in the future. Enjoy! I’m a single mother. My husband left me and my son Jim 4 years ago. Since then I cared for Jim alone. He is 18 years old now, just finished school and is currently unemployed. ...
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. ...
It all started many years ago. When I first met Steve, it was not exactly love at first sight. In fact, for the better part of our time together at Georgetown, we barely spoke. Not that there wasn’t some interest and even the occasional spark, but I was way out of his league. And with my reputation to protect, there was no way I was going to date him. Before Steve and I ever met, I had a career as a professional ballet dancer with the New York City Ballet. I looked the part – 5’6” tall, 110 lbs, long blond hair, and endless legs. On top of it, I could do splits any time of day, and do pirouettes on my toes. My dating pool was largely the basketball team and on a bad day the football team. Steve was in neither – not even close. ...
Sarah’s’ life had finally gone her way. She landed a great job at a major company and finally been able to move out of her parent’s home. She had just finished unpacking all of her belongings and was considering living out one of her fantasy. She had been into bondage for about three years but couldn’t really do anything too risky but now she could play and add the thrill of being seen in bondage. It was something that she had always wanted to try and now that she had the chance she was going to do what she had always wanted to do. ...