Toys

I never thought that this past Saturday night I would experience it all. By all I mean forced cross dressing, self-bondage, fem dom, humiliation and orgasm control. But I am getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you a little about me. Ever since I started noticing girls I was always attracted to the girls that dressed the sexiest and wore the highest heels. No flats, summer dresses and the no makeup look for me! I tried to talk all of my girlfriends into dressing my way and most of them did, if only to make me happy. ...

Author's Note: Story was inspired by an old tattooed, pierced girlfriend who was a smoking fiend. We had wild sex and bondage fun and games. She was a genuine psycho! _Updated (12/19/11):* Finally wrote the sequel! Sorry it’s been so long! More to come.* Part 1 He saw her sitting at the bar and he was quite smitten. She was a petite raven-haired beauty with deep blue eyes, heavily mascaraed and darkly-shaded. She had tattoos and piercings and wore a very tight-laced black leather over-bust, shoulder-strap corset that deliciously squeezed her ample-looking breasts and forced her to sit very straight on the barstool. She was a sexy, wild-looking thing! She was drinking a draft beer and smoking a cigarette, as smoking was allowed in this bar. He was a non-smoker, but was transfixed. ...

“Snuffle”! That was as close as I could get. I was trying to put a name to the sound my pet Sandi was making as she ate her lunch. I was sitting at the kitchen table eating my own lunch and she was on the floor beside me with her mouth wrapped around the feeding station. The station was clamped to the edge of the table and consisted of a container that narrowed down into an oblong tube at a 45 degree downward angle ending in an opening about 1 ½” across and ½” high. ...

Author's Note: This is the 12th story in the series “The Stories of Bound Friends.” I will continue to post the series here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com Sophia sat kneeling in the bedroom of a villa suite. She wore her slave collar, her wrists were in shackles behind her and attached by an extra chain to the back of her collar. Her legs were in another set of shackles that were held by a retracted hook to the floor. The switch for the hook was on the wall, no way for her to reach it and free her legs. She wore no clothes, shiny metal studs adorned her nippls and clit, and she was blindfolded. She knew the mixed prospects of being lent out to a guest full time, given there were almost no restrictions to what a guest could do to her. The did not tell her how long it would be, but had hinted it would be multiple days. ...

Author's Note: I’m quite new to writing erotic stories, and this trilogy is my first attempt at writing a multi-part story. I’m keen to receive feedback from people who read my stories. Constructive criticism is welcomed. Please let me know what you think for each part of the story. Part One Sophie put the meal that she had just prepared on a tray and carried it through into the lounge so that she could sit and watch television while she ate. She started to watch the news, but there didn’t seem to be any new news. The news bulletin on the TV was talking about the same things that it had covered yesterday. Soon she changed channel and watched the latest episode of a soap. ...

Author's Note: Just the start of something I hope to take much further, let me know what you think. R Part One - Friday 5ft 6", 9 stone, the pitch black hair that usually hung to just below her shoulder blades was currently in a ponytail sticking out the top of a tight leather hood which fit her flawlessly. A bulge where you would guess her mouth to be confirmed the presence of her least favourite ball gag, a two and a half inch hard rubber ball that kept her mouth uncomfortably wide open. A series of black leather straps, two running along her cheeks buckling behind her head, and another under her chin with two from either side of her mouth joining above her nose and running along the top of her head, held the ball deep in her mouth. Underneath the form fitting hood was a pair of gorgeous brown eyes that were almost impossible to put a blindfold over, some similarly delicious cheek bones and a subtly angled jawline that was just as sexy in public as it was stretched out by a gag. ...

I had the day off today due to a holiday, but it was one of those days that only some companies let you off on, but others didn’t. In this case, it was the 4th of July and it happened to fall on a Sunday. I figured the mall would be packed from everybody else having the day off, so I decided that running a few errands and getting a little R&R. For some reason I had woken up early today so I was able to get the errands done before lunch. As I was driving home, I remembered something, the cleaners come today, and I bet they don’t have it off. ...

Being fucked by her dog in the ass was really not what Stacy had expected to happen when she first tried tying herself up. Fortunately, Greg didn’t make too big of a deal out of it, although occasionally he would make barking noises whenever they were having sex doggy-style. What a joker, she thought. Unfortunately, they did have to give Boxer away. His alpha-dog instinct couldn’t be controlled. He would constantly sniff at Stacy’s crotch and repeatedly tried to knock her down when she would get out of the shower. In his mind, Stacy was his bitch and that was that. A few weeks after they gave him up she called the new owner. ...

Getting fucked in the ass wasn’t exactly Stacy’s favorite activity, but it sure entertained her husband. So like the good wife that she was, she decided to take one for the team. Besides, a few moments of discomfort was nothing when compared to all of the “honey-dos” she had in store for him. Her husband, Greg, was out of town for the last two weeks and he was returning home in a few hours then starting his vacation. After Stacy lets him pop her in the ass, he’ll do anything she asks. The last time she was ass-fucked, he installed new shelving in their closet. “Not a bad trade”, she thought. ...

I finally had the house to myself for two days! I’d been waiting for this for months and had put together a couple of great ideas for self bondage. I’ve been doing this for many years and have gotten pretty good and original at it. Having no partner for this stuff will make you really use your imagination. Anyhow, I got all my hot clothing out as well as my collection of ropes and my rope ratchet which I hoped to make an integral part of my long-imagined scene. Starting with a sexy corset with a push up bra, I cinched up to a 23 inch waist that made me look like almost like a cartoon.( a very sexy one). Then came the rubber panties with built in dildo/plugs so I would be constantly aroused. Then I put on the thigh high hose and my 5 inch black patent pumps with 3 straps to prevent them coming off. Not that I would have the capability of getting them off anyway in the position I had in mind. ...