Toys

Now I’m your average male, in my late twenties, reasonable job, reasonably fit, some say reasonably handsome, own flat, car and a very cute girlfriend, Sandy. We do not live together, as I still want my freedom, but we do spend a lot of time together. About three months ago, during what was a drunken night, we started our voyage into bondage. We both discovered that we really enjoyed it and the bondage began to get heavier and heavier. After what seemed to be a very short period, my bedroom became a dungeon, we even had a travel bag, which contained most of the things we would need for weekend and holidays. ...

Author's Note: Sorry about the spacing in the last version :S, hopefully this one’s a little easier to read. Enjoy! “That’s 2 months now that I’ve been late with the cable bill”, Cheryl said to herself as she read over the notice from the cable company ‘politely’ informing her to pay her bills or her service would be terminated. Cheryl was like any university student, always had her nose in a book, late for the odd class, and flat broke, she often picked up odd babysitting jobs for money along with her job at the coffee shop it was barely enough to pay the bills but not much more. Most guys would describe Cheryl as gorgeous; she had shoulder length dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a body that could sweep any guy off his feet. But what good is being gorgeous if you cant even pay your bills or buy nice things, she realized she needed money and she needed it now, just as she thought this Cheryl’s phone rang, almost as if some higher power had read her mind. ...

Author's Note: After ‘Dreams of Mirkada’ I was going to leave Sally in peace to have her baby rather than subjecting her to more humiliation and stringent bondage for our pleasure but I’ve had several emails asking for another Mirkada story and I couldn’t resist putting her through just a little more. I couldn’t resist the title either. For those who’ve read about Sally’s journey into ever increasing bondage and submission beginning with ‘When in Rome…’, and becoming increasingly intense through ‘Return to Mirkada’ and ‘Dreams of Mirkada’, this story sees her face up to the fulfilment of her desires. For those who haven’t read the previous stories, Professor Sally Frost is an academic and historian now living in Mirkada; a city where women must be subjected to bondage when they leave their houses and those who are not citizens must also be leashed. ...

Author's Note: This is a true account of the events of 13th July 2011, which my friend SNAP has kindly, and brilliantly, illustrated. SNAP and I have formed a collaborative relationship which I call ‘Remote Control Bondage’ – from the USA, Master SNAP gives me my instructions and I, Slave Jenny, put them into effect, in England. I hope you enjoy the picture and text – if so, let me know (readers of my stories know how much I appreciate feedback !). If there is sufficient interest, we will do this again. ...

Author's Note: Hay out there is my very first story. Let me apologies ahead of time for any big spelling and grammar errors. A really nice Image that goes with this story can be found on Reptileye’s DeviantArt _Update (2012/05/23):* Hay out there this is a remix or extended version of the first story I posted a some time ago. There should be fewer spelling and grammar errors this time around. Thank you for reading. Your comments are welcome.* ...

“I am here to punish you and break your spirit, Making you feel just like the animal I know you are..” I press my boot into your back, shoving you into the dirt “I’m here to make you pant, Can you do that for me boy? Can you pant for me?” You don’t answer and I lean over to pull your head up by your hair.. “Did you hear me?” You nod and look down, I twist your hair between my fingers “Pant for me, Doggie.” I twist your hair until you pant loudly, just like a thirsty dog would do - I pet your head lightly “Good boy, Want a treat?” I giggle and stand up, I push you back down into the cold ground “Lick the dirt” I command, you protest “Lick. the. dirt” I press my boot harder into the small of your back until it starts hurting. You run your tongue over the dirty ground… I crouch down to watch you do it.. My hand resting on your head “Don’t rush it, I want to see you take your time.” You lick more slowly and I laugh evilly “I should have made that mud” I smile and pull you up by your hair, “Come on, Slave. I’m going to teach you how to behave when you’re with me.” ...

Author's Note: This story is dedicated to a certain 23 year old undergrad named Ann living in Singapore. Based on her stories so far which I’ve enjoyed, we have similar dark desires which we should really do something about mutually fulfilling! If you like the story Ann, email me..! My name is Quin and I’m a senior management person working in an MNC. I’m 30something and very selective who I share my time with. I’ve often been told I look half my age and still can wear my cabin crew uniform from 12 years ago. ...

Author's Note: This started out as the kernel of an idea for a potential video/photo shoot which I would like to put together. Putting things on paper, and following the natural progression of a bondage scene, helps me recognise what will and won’t work before the camera rolls. The back story is fictional, but I have drawn on inspiration from several people I have talked to and pieces of equipment that I have, or would like to make, to allow this to happen. Finally, please bear in mind that this is written by a Brit. Our language and spelling is slightly different from the American version of our shared language. ...

Author's Note: Disclaimer/foreword Hi, this is my first story, and thus I’m not sure if it’s merits. It is fantasy pure and simple, the technology is unrealistic and I doubt the rest of the story is much better realism wise. Finally, all feedback is greatly appreciated, if anyone has ideas on how to continue this story I am open to it, and I intend to write more stories with Morina in the future. ...

Part 1 Let me start by introducing myself my name is Laura i am a 23 years young girl long brown hair, medium build and imo good looking. What im about to tell you is a true story one that happened quite recently so here we go! Well the day started like any other the alarm began to beep dead on 9am making me jump at first, still tired I reached for the alarm to turn it off, got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I Stood in front of the mirror began to apply makeup and a lovely shade of red lipstick smoothly along my lips. I headed back to the bedroom and changed from my pajamas to a pair of Black silk panties and bra, a lovely ruby knee length dress and black leggings ready for my days trip. ...