Spanking

She had to be crazy. Absolutely crazy to do something like this. It was dangerous. It was foolish and obscene. But the very thought made her heart race. She felt alive and sexy and spontaneous, like she hadn’t felt in years. She had to do it, and quickly, before her better judgment sealed her back into the dungeon of a failed marriage. All because the roof needed new shingles. That was her chance, perhaps the last she’d have for years. She called and set up a time with him, the man she coveted so dearly, and he came that Friday leading a three-man crew. His was the most handsome face she’d ever seen. He was broad, chiseled from his line of work. He towered as he stood before her, short brown hair matching his eyes. When she got home from work she brought a pitcher of water to them. Even the September sun could beat down, and from the moment he used his shirt to dab sweat from his face, she knew. She knew it was time to resurrect an old fantasy, and she wanted him there with her. ...

Author's Note: This is my first try at writing a bondage story … I hope the reader approves. Chapter I Lori was a pretty girl; not beautiful, but quite pretty. She had a very athletic figure, thanks to her near-daily aerobic sessions. At 5'7", with a 36C-26-37 figure, she cut a very tempting feast. Her breasts were really half way between a C and D cup; not humongous, but very round and firm, with perky nipples that pointed straight out - or even slightly upwards. Her best features were her narrow waist and absolutely perfect rear end; round, fairly full, and nicely firm. ...

Author's Note: My 4th story on non-consensual long term bondage. It is my duty to remind readers once again that English is not my first language (Not even my second one) so please excuse my grammatical mistakes. I have a ‘Armlet (jewelry worn on upper arm) fetish, hope that does not hamper the mood. Please comment so i can improve my next story… Happy reading……… Neha was very excited as she waited at the airport. This was the first time she was traveling outside India, That too in a private flight. She took a selfie with the luxury lounge in the background and posted in Facebook. The 23 years young beautiful girl was thanking god for giving her such a huge opportunity. ...

Author's Note: The stories is fictional although parts are true. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it. It is the next in a series of the tale of Jack. He just can’t seem to say out of trouble. Chapter One - The Packages It was first part of November and the fall seasons had ended in the Midwest. My wife Paula and I (Jack) started the process of winterizing the home and putting the outdoor furniture away one Saturday afternoon when our neighbor Jill stopped by. She was checking with Paula about our plans for the following day, wanting to get together to catch up after their travel over the last several days. Jill and her husband John had recently been traveling together out to California. He had been tasked with a taking a box trailer out to a San Francisco warehouse, he’s a trucker by trade. Jill had taken time off from her catering company business to tag along for a few days. The trip for her was in two fold, part spend time with John to see the sights of the city by the bay and to shop at two BDSM specialties stores that catered to her special interest. The fact they’d be traveling back with a partially empty trailer on the return trip had additional appeal. John had picked up the boxes she had purchased from the store locations, but like Paula and I had no idea what exactly was inside them. Jill and John like us had been involved with BDSM scene for quite some time with her as dominant Mistress and him as slave most of the time. ...

Author's Note: I’ve made a few somewhat major adjustments to the story. Readers of the previous version mentioned that during the last few chapters it started to become a little difficult to tell who was who, with all the different characters inhabiting different bodies… so I tried to edit with that in mind. I also extended the “bondage scene” where I accidentally forgot to finish the scene before loading it last time. That will provide the breath play that a commenter noted wasn’t in the story last time. It’s in there now. I also made some revisions to the characters personalities and background. Hope old readers (if there are any) will enjoy the changes. And new readers won’t have to deal with the errors. ...

Author's Note: Warning - if you are only interested in hard-core stories then this is NOT the story for you! This is something else, something beautiful. This story explores the effect that reading Fifty Shades of Grey may have on a young woman; and follows her journey as she tests her boundaries in a bondage based relationship. This theme is a diversion from my usual writings but I am not trying to pass it off as an experiment or anything of the like, I know exactly what this story is; it is a work of love; just a beautiful bondage story. ...

Author's Note: A story of how to beat unemployment and more besides… She parked her car a block away and walked the rest. Mentally she checked what she had on her; nothing that could give a clue to her real identity. But even so…you could not be too careful, she thought. As she looked down the street she saw some unsavoury youths hanging around. The neighbourhood was going down, fast. But that was not her concern. She looked at the familiar door and rang the bell. ...

Author's Note: A shy young woman, out of curiosity visits a fetish shop with life changing consequences. This was written as a stand-alone story but I realize that there is potential for a sequel. So I will wait to hear the comments of readers before continuing. Like any other writer I love to receive feedback, good or bad. So please dear reader do let me know what you think. I also welcome e-mails about my stories or any other subject at [email protected] . I will do my utmost to reply to everyone. ...

Author's Note: The old truth applies: Be careful what you ask for… This is not (quite) a true story, but it is one that could happen and most parts of it has actually happened. It has the element of consent in it, but from the perspective that consent is given once and can’t then be withdrawn until terms have been met. Where the story references real events, names have been changed to protect the (not so) innocent. ...

First Try Where do I begin? What do you say when someone you’ve loved your entire life does something like this? It’s crazy and mean and spiteful! I can’t believe she… I’m rambling, but… have to start somewhere. I only have so much time to get this done. I wish I could erase but I can’t. I wasn’t given an eraser. She told me not to cross anything out. I guess that’s part of the plan. I don’t know why. I wasn’t given much instruction. All I know is that I have to write this story about my life… and about my sister. ...