TS Fesseln on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Route 21 Red

Fri, 18 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000

Vicky was sure that everyone was watching her even though she was the only one waiting at the bus stop in front of her building. It wasn’t that she was hideous or anything. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She was a slender brunette with long, dark hair, sky blue eyes and a models narrow face. Her breasts were perfect for her frame and dressed in her flower-patterned summer dress, she attracted many a male eye. But that wasn’t the reason she felt like she was in the spotlight.

Mr. Murphy and Me

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

My name is Melina Romero and I have been looking forward to today for what seems like forever. Ever since the idea just popped into my head I have had a hard time NOT thinking of doing it. Now that it is my day off from behind the counter of my pharmacy I can actually make my plan a reality.

My morning started early like most of my mornings. I just can’t sleep in. I am not wired that way I guess. I stripped my filmy white nightgown off and glanced at my vibrator’s charge stand. The little green light told me it was ready for hours of naughty fun. I pranced into my bathroom and took a very short shower; short for me anyway. I feel positively electric with anticipation.

Pipe Dreams

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Lisa White Owl stepped back from polishing and took a long look at her latest work of art. It was not one of her usual works, like the bronze eagles and buffalos and pumas that were scattered throughout her studio. This was a work that she created for herself out of dark cherry, deer leather, brass pipe and brass fittings that she had cast out back in her own small foundry. It had been a dream of hers and now the bondage bench she had dreamed of was now in front of her.

The Web They Weaved

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Helen felt as if there was a storm of butterflies inside of her as she drove to her sister Ellen’s house. She had felt this way all morning as she showered and dressed and packed a few intimate things for today’s adventure. She felt this way every time her and her twin sister got together for their little bondage games. It was something she had stumbled into. One day, Helen came over to her sister’s place earlier than she had planned and found Ellen naked on the bed, bound and gagged, in the middle of a self-bondage session. After untying her, a somewhat embarrassed Ellen explained the joys of bondage and how she could NEVER tell her husband about it for fear of what he might think of her.