Rob

Kierra was a bit of a germaphobe. She didn’t really like to kiss people, and she really didn’t like to have sex with them. She liked everything to stay dry and mostly on the safe side of things. Not that she didn’t enjoy the sensations those things gave her, there was just always this niggling little voice in her head saying how dangerous those things were. Being a very sexual girl this left her mostly to solo endeavors with toys or fingers. The shower was her favorite place to go for masturbation. This had proved a bit of a challenge over the years until she figured out that she could put her phone in a plastic bag and not destroy it in the shower. This enabled her to watch the various types of porn that turned her on. ...

To Himself by Rob Dear Gromet, This is a story I wrote a few years ago, before I found your wonderful site that seems to have been custom designed to help satisfy my kink. This is a work of fiction, I would further hypothesis that there might be some kind of remote monitoring device in a situation like this to help promote safety or a get out of jail free card in the event of emergency. I hope your readers enjoy this as much as I enjoyed fantasing while writing it. Rob To Himself He had received a fax from his Mistress as he was getting ready to go home for work that evening and the instructions there gave him a chill as he read them and put his affairs in order for the day. The instructions were implicit and he was to follow them immediately upon arriving home. He was caught three miles from home in the usual uptown traffic as he commuted home in his Mercedes. He could barely keep his off of himself as he drove but his Mistress had instructed him not to play with himself that evening until she allowed him to, if she allowed him to. ...