Part 1 It’s a beautiful warm mid summers day in a quiet secluded parkland. Trees are providing shade and protection from the harsh sun rays. I look around only to see trees all around me, a drive path just ahead of me that passes me from left to right, a large shelter on the left side with park benches in it with a car park on it’s left side. The drive path is made of gravel like a country homes driveway. ...
Author's Note: This story is inspired by events that took place during a camping trip I went on when I was young, and which was partly responsible for developing my interests in rainwear and bondage. Parts of the story are true, other parts are fantasy. Part 1 Jessica enjoyed camping, she liked being outside with nature and the fresh air. She was tall, about five and a half feet, with long blonde-brown hair. At the age of 17 she had the freedom to go out camping by herself, but she enjoyed the company of being with others, despite not having many friends. She had never made friends easily, never quite sure why, but she found it hard to hit it off with other girls. ...
Author's Note: I don’t quite know where this came from…..I do not have a brother.. it just flowed over an hour of intense writing and lip biting…. Abby finished the description of the old lamp and clicked the submit button. The online auction site confirmed her details and the listing was complete. That was all she had photos for at the moment. She glanced at her watch in the dim light of the laptop which sat on the attic floor, still plenty of time till Dan was likely to be home. ...
Author's Note: Savanna finds an advert for a unique chair on the internet. Her curiosity gets the better of her and she aims to acquire the chair. Little does she realise that she is leading herself to become its unwilling occupant and slave to its owner. Part 1 Savanna loves surfing the net looking for rare items. She has made a tidy profit from buying and selling these items on eBay. On a new website that she has never seen before she came across a torture chair that looked simply ingenious and it caught her interest immediately. The item was advertised as a unique one only item but had to be collected and it was going for just $10. The seller indicated that he had inherited the piece and just wanted to get rid of it. ...
Author's Note: It’s my first time writing a story involving bondage of any kind, please tell me if anything is wrong. Also openned to suggestions for the following part It was the beginning of summer, and Ilia was watching through her window, anxiously waiting for her package to arrive. It had all started about 6 months ago, You see, Ilia had a Bondage fetish, she loved everything about being wrapped up in leather, latex or even just bound by ropes, sadly she had yet to find someone that shared her enthusiasm for it, so she lived alone on the house her parents left to her before they passed away. It was a nice house in the suburbs, the neighbors were really quiet and never actually made contact with her, she thought maybe they had something against her, since she worked as a ’entertainer’ at a club downtown, since she looked amazing,(having blonde hair and DD cups, accompanied by a very well endowed ass) and the people in the suburbs don’t really find those acts very…elegant. ...
Author's Note: I call this story “The Coincidence” because everything in this story is possible, and only together in this exact manner could this story have taken place. Enjoy, please leave comments, and tell me how you would like the story to continue ;) (if so) Chapter 1: Rebecca Rebecca had always been a shy girl. All through high school, she said a total of perhaps twenty words a day, and only when directly spoken to. It wasn’t that she didn’t know how to speak; she was just too timid to assert her own opinions except when completely necessary. She went through life trying to avoid confrontation, and Rebecca thought the best way to do that was by saying very little except agreements. ...
Author's Note: This is a complete story. I met Ashley Atkins when I was just 22 years old at a lakeside bar. She was absolutely fucking hot. A ridiculous bubble of an ass, a tight waist and perfect full breasts that she almost always had on display. Her face was straight out of a princess catalog but with a bit of an evil tinge to it. She fell head over heels in love with me almost immediately. I’m not exactly sure why because I never reciprocated…at least in reality. I fell into the habit of saying I love you too to not hurt her feelings and lose the chance to continue to fuck her. Because in addition to being absolutely fucking hot, Ashley was also absolutely fucking crazy and crazy chicks are always great in bed. ...
Author's Note: Don’t put on the dog mask! Chapter 1 I met her in a bar on a Saturday night. I was new to the city and was starting a brand new job in 8 days. I had spent the greater part of the evening in my new apartment, but the city seemed alive outside my windows, so I changed and took a walk. I actually went in the bar because I had seen her. She looked totally hot and I thought I could be a voyeur while I had a drink. Her ass alone could have started a war…so perfect and round. ...
Author's Note: It’s been a few years since I’ve written (completed) a story. I’ve had this one bouncing in my head for months and decided to finally do it. I’d love to hear your feedback! Jill sat at her makeshift terminal debugging a seemingly endless stream of code. Most of the code wasn’t hers so that didn’t help much despite the documentation. Her caffeine driven sleep deprived marathons were making even small tasks take excessively long but she refused to rest. ...
1 Greg’s front door was made of thick patterned glass that broke up the light, making it difficult to tell what was on the other side; but when Mandy rang the doorbell she noticed a splotch of tan color moving and knew someone had been kneeling in the foyer on the other side of the door. Obviously, Greg had tasked one of his slaves with waiting for her arrival. It was almost enough to make Mandy feel guilty for being so late-but not quite. ...