Toys

‘Why don’t you have a full time job?’ The sound of that question had been echoing around the room like a broken record. I found myself regarding the speaker with a contempt and disgust I’d never felt for her before. Oh I’d known she could always be a little bit self-righteous and judgmental but I’d reckoned on having earned a little tact from her. Her name’s Helene and she’s got the standard family with two kids and not much else to show for her life about from a load of friends who’ll smile to her face and stab her in the back the moment she say’s a wrong word on Facebook. I’ve known her ever since I started working in the same petrol station as her three years ago. So far I’d been spared that question but today it would seem my luck ran out. ...

Chapter 1 “I really do look ridiculous you know,” Isabella said, tugging on her really short skirt without much success in covering up her shapely legs, “I guess I should be grateful your birthday only comes once a year,” she continued with a wry smile. “Hello nurse!” I said laughing, looking at Isabella up and down with a surge of desire. My girlfriend had gone all out this time I realized with affection. At only 110 pounds and 5 foot five, she was surprisingly curvy and the tight nursing outfit showed it very well. She was actually a doctor in real life but this one-piece white nursing suit with the short skirt and long slits up her thighs for ease of movement, the tapered waist, and her B, almost C cup breasts pushing against the tight material (not to mention the cleavage from a narrow V line) left me a little breathless. ...

I made an appointment with Mistress for Wednesday it was now Monday and I was instructed to pick up a few things I was told to go to the local adult store I was to pick up a large butt plug and a ball gag, then pick up red or black matching panties and bra along with matching stockings covered with matching slip and top. I was to be checked in the hotel by Friday at 4 P.M. dressed with the ball gag on and I was to be tied to the bed. I was to have my legs out as far as possible and with my hands out tied as well. I first laid out my toys I was to have the door cracked open I then put on the ball gag and laid out on the bed pulling my legs out as far as I could I tied them. ...

Author's Note: Thank you for reading my story! As with all of my stories, this is based on a real life experience. It is told as it happened, with some minor edits. For those who are wondering, my name is pronounced just like “Eileen”. Part 1 Two weeks ago I got a call from Kari. She told me that she’d be coming to visit me that weekend. Naturally, I was thrilled! I don’t get to see her nearly enough. Anyway, she told me that she couldn’t get a flight Friday evening so she’d be arriving very early on Saturday morning. It meant I wouldn’t be able to make plans for Friday night but I knew it would be worth it. I don’t get to see Kari very often! ...

Part I - Background “Kathy, what the hell is this?” asked Rex. Kathy was shivering at the moment unable to saying anything so just looking at the floor, still in her school uniform. “I’m asking from you again bitch, what the fuck is this.” A DVD, the film, ‘story of O’ was on Rex’s hand. “Please Rex don’t say about this to our father. You know about him right? He will burn me alive if he finds this out.” said Kathy in a shivering voice, tears falling down from her eyes, still looking at the floor. ...

Author's Note: This story is based on a captioned image that I found while browsing the internet. I also took some (read: a lot of) artistic freedom with it, but the basic idea is the same. Chapter 1 Mariah awoke to the sound of the alarm on her phone going off. The heavy curtains drawn over her bedroom window gave no indication of the late morning sun they blocked out. Her room was dead quiet. A fan set up in the corner of the room sat idly by, waiting for even the faintest breeze to move its blades. The rest of the small house she shared with her roommate Brittany was equally still. ...

Chapter 1 – The Best Laid Plans Angelica was looking forward to this Saturday for the past week. She shared a quiet two-bedroom house in a Boston suburb with her roommate and best friend Tiffany. The two of them were joined at the hip growing up through college so it seemed logical they should live together as well. Being women of taste, they decided to rent a house instead of a small apartment to give themselves a real sense of home and privacy. The two of them have been quite happy over the past year and even adopted a dog to share their home with. ...

Chapter 1 - The Requisition Just after dark around 6 pm, I had slipped the lock on the side door and now waited as she returned to her house through the connecting door from the garage. The leather bag with a drawstring opening was ready. As she moved passed me with her arms full of packages, I whipped it over her head and pulled the string closed around her neck. The packages fell as I reached around and grabbed both her wrists forcing them behind her back. Before she could react I snapped on a pair of handcuffs; there was no chain between them so they held her wrists tightly together. ...

Author's Note: Please feel free to leave suggestions. Chapter 1 The Shop… or as its owner, Glenda styled it, the Boutique… was an old detached cottage placed well back form the street. Nothing marked it out as unusual or unique from any other business in the quiet street. The windows were tinted making it impossible to see what or who was inside. The only thing that made the building standing out from the rest of the street was a pretty hand-made sign with “Rose Acre Boutique” painted on. What exactly the Boutiques business was a mystery to anybody who happened to notice it. ...

Author's Note: The story is set in the present day but some scientific advancements have been accelerated. The Prologue is 100% true. PROLOGUE As an adolescent and young teen, I was fascinated by cartoons and television shows depicting capture and kidnap scenarios. This fascination usually led to a ‘stiffy’, but I was too young and naive really to understand exactly what was happening. This enchantment led to exploration in self-bondage, and for years I indulged in this practice, particularly during the summer months when I was home from school and both parents worked. ...