Tweak

(story continues from Dana’s Revenge)_ _Dana’s Revenge -Part 1 Dana’s Revenge Part 2 by Tweak As Dana left the room after releasing my bonds I quickly jumped up and rubbed my sore ass. I also removed the butt plug which was killing me. I knew that the clock was running and I didn’t have much time. I hurriedly pulled on a pair of jeans and socks to cover up the pantyhose I was wearing. I took off the bra put on a shirt and headed out the door with little time to spare. Dana was waiting for me in the car. ...

My name is John and I am a 32 year old male who was bored and unhappy with my job and life in general so I decided to try something new. Little did I know how drastic the change was going to be. I can no longer say that I am bored, but in many ways I am still unhappy, but this is unhappiness of a different kind. I moved out of state and became a Real Estate agent. I liked the idea of being my own boss and being able to meet all sorts of different people. I signed on with a large Real Estate firm in the area and was quickly getting my feet wet. I enjoyed the work and was beginning to make descent money. The only trouble I had was with a woman named Bridget Baker, or as I called her the “Big Bitch”. One day she overheard me calling her that and she shot me a stare that could kill. She was the most obnoxious woman I had ever met. ...

My name is John and I am a 32 year old male who was bored and unhappy with my job and life in general so I decided to try something new. Little did I know how drastic the change was going to be. I can no longer say that I am bored, but in many ways I am still unhappy, but this is unhappiness of a different kind. I moved out of state and became a Real Estate agent. I liked the idea of being my own boss and being able to meet all sorts of different people. I signed on with a large Real Estate firm in the area and was quickly getting my feet wet. I enjoyed the work and was beginning to make descent money. The only trouble I had was with a woman named Bridget Baker, or as I called her the “Big Bitch”. One day she overheard me calling her that and she shot me a stare that could kill. She was the most obnoxious woman I had ever met. ...

8 8 Dana’s Revenge Part 1 by Tweak “Dana, I’m sorry. But I don’t think that we should be together anymore.” “What, do you mean John? Are you breaking up with me?” “Dana, I just think it would be best for both of us if we spent time apart and saw other people. At least for a while.” “What the hell does that mean? What do you mean spend time apart and see other people?” ...

“My life in a Cage” by “Tweak” My name is “tweak” and I am being commanded by my Mistress Madam L. to write you this story. She has given me the name “tweak” because it stands for “tit-warming-eager-ass-kisser”.I asked, begged, Madam L. to take complete control of my life for many months and one evening she decided that my request would be granted. As she began that fateful night she whispered into my ear, “You should always be careful for what you wish for. You may find that having is not so pleasing a thing, after all, as wanting!” It was an ominous warning and my life, or rather the life that was mine and is now hers, will never be the same. Here is my story. ...

(story continues from My Life in a Cage) * * As I laid there, trying to get as comfortable as I could with my hands still bound behind my back and confined in such a tight space, I wondered how this all happened. Did I really do this to myself? Is Madam L. really going to control my life from now on? And I knew that the answer to both of those questions was a resounding “Yes”. I had no idea what time it was for there were no clocks in the dungeon. There were also no windows so I would not even be able to tell when dawn arrived. Time passed very slowly. I had dreamed of being confined in a cage for years, but not like this. I was now very, very sore and worst of all I had no desire to continue with this fantasy. When Madam L. drained me that second time she also drained my fantasy. I was now forced to live out a fantasy I did not want. ...

For as long as I can remember I have always craved to be tied up and rendered immobile. I have been into self-bondage for several years now and recently I upped the stakes wanted to try something I had never done before. It was the most thrilling and embarrassing moment in my life. Last Saturday, I knew that I had the whole day to myself and that I could indulge my favorite pastime. So I slept in and woke up around 10:00 a.m. I was so excited for this was “the day” I was going to try something I had never done before. I had been planning for this day for the past couple of months. I went into the basement and got all of the equipment that I would need. I then went to the refrigerator and removed the 6 plastic containers that I had placed there . They each were filled with about 2 ounces of my own cum. And at the bottom of one of these 6 containers was the key to the handcuffs I would need to later release myself, the other five also had handcuff keys but they were filed down and would not work The containers also had an inner lip around the top. I placed these 6 containers in 6 different holders, I had especially made, that were scattered throughout the basement. The holders were about 3’ off the ground and once I snapped the container in place it took 2 two hands to get it out. I forced myself not to peek and see which container had the key. It was easy to do this while I was horny, the trick would come after I came. ...