Part 1 The new girl who had moved into the house-share fascinated Kate. She was tall, in her mid-twenties with long dark hair. She had a fantastic figure and was always well dressed, although usually in casual attire. She was single, but flirted with many guys. Despite having spent a number of wine-filled evenings with her and the other two housemates, Kate still didn’t know much about her – there was a certain attractive mystery surrounding her. ...
Author's Note: True Story, first of many Chapter 1 - The Arrival The following events are not fiction, this story and all future chapters added are entirely real. I had today possibly the single greatest delivery of all time. Something I’d wanted for years but because of the cost and size always put off but a couple of days ago I made the order and today it arrived. I picked up the parcel from my delivery point on the way home from work, a large inconspicuous brown box about 2ft by 2ft and 1ft deep. Carrying it home my head was going crazy with the possibilities, I actually had one, after all these years of dreaming, playing scenarios in my head they could now all become reality. ...
Annette was only half awake as her husband busily prepared himself for the day ahead; she sat at the dining table with her cup of coffee gradually coming to, she listened to him as he moved about the house getting ready to leave for work. He was going on about some major project he had on today but Annette was only just interested in the day she had planned and as soon as he left she would start. He was now standing by the front door, briefcase in hand looking for his car keys when Annette walked slowly over to him and held the keys out to him, kissing her on the cheek he grabbed the keys and opened the door “Don’t forget to feed Bessie!” he said as he left. ...
Part 1: An Innocent Outing It was the last Sunday in April. My Japanese wife, Ai, stood naked in our bedroom. She held two bikinis in her hands and asked which one I liked best. I pretended to consider my response and after an appropriate pause said, “How about the cream one? It really matches your skin, if fact, it looks just like your skin.” She smiled and said, “OK. If it’ll make you happy.” “Oh, I think it’ll make everyone happy,” I replied cryptically. ...
The orgasm rocked me like a tidal wave. I screamed into the ball gag. I was thrusting against the straps violently as wave after wave rolled across me. The vibrations from the plugs subsided and I could feel myself relax. I couldn’t move that much. My breathing was starting to calm down when the plugs came to life again. It started like it always did very low, not really to a rhythm. It was gonna be a long night. Ahhh ahhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The sounds that came from around the gag were nothing but grunts. ...
Author's Note: Domina here! Now, this is a story I’d been wanting to write for a long while, and finally got around to doing it justice! You see, there’s another story here on GaggedUtopia called The Chasity Diaper by Jakie Fox. It always spoke to me deeply, but there was so much about the story itself that didn’t resonate with me that made me just want to rewrite it. In addition, someone had commenting asking if anyone out there would take up the mantle and continue the story. So I’m doing both! This story can be treated as a self-contained experience, or, if you want more, later you’ll be able to follow this poor character’s life in a branching story! I don’t have the logistics worked out quite yet, but depending on how much y’all love this piece, hopefully we’ll see it soon. <3 ...
Author's Note: Many thanks to Bethany (Handcuffgirl) for her edits and suggestions. This story is a sequel to The Gym, though it could be read on its own. You’ll notice a distinct similarity to Susan’s Exercise Bike, posted by Green Particle quite recently. I swear this is not just blatant plot plagiarism. I wrote the entire story and sent it to Bethany for editing before Green’s story was posted - you can verify with her if you want! I was a little dismayed to see that my idea would not longer be original, but then figured, hey, great minds think alike. Green Particle - keep up the good work! ...
Author's Note: I know lots of authors say this, and no one ever believes them, but this is a (mostly) accurate account of a real scene I recently did. You can believe me or not, that doesn’t change the fact that it really happened. Breathe in, breathe out - ninety-six. Breathe in, breathe out - ninety-seven. Breathe in, breathe out - ninety-eight. Breathe in, breathe out - oh, god, please. Ninety-nine. ...
Chapter 1 Where do I start? … well, my name is Helen and I work as a Bond trader for a US investment bank in Canary Wharf. From losing my virginity at 15 I’ve always been promiscuous, my early years spent discovering the joys (or sometimes not) of teenage sex. At 22 I was introduced to bondage by a boyfriend’s father. To this day I’m not sure whether the incident was planned or a genuine opportunistic event, but it changed my life forever. ...
Author's Note: First time writer. This is pure fantasy. Amanda, a twenty something lady from Surrey, stepped out of the shower contained in her two bedroom house with determined thought, tonight was going to be the night to try out her latest invention. It was a beautiful warm summer Friday evening finishing yet another long week as a trainee at a local engineering firm she couldn’t wait for this free weekend to come. ...