18. Kira’s tribulations Ben woke with a foreboding feeling, something seemed off and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Chloe was still blissfully asleep next to him, chained to the bed but he had this uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. He got up and checked the other bedroom where James was still happily snoring away. He came back into his room and turned on the closed circuit TV to see Kira standing near the end of the chain’s length screaming and crying. Chloe awakened at this and looked at the monitor. ...

Chapter 4 - Night (Part 1) “Morning, Squeaky.” “Mmm…” I tried to stretch my limbs as Miles ran his fingers on my latex covered face, but I couldn’t move… ah, yes. The sleepsack. The amazing contraption hugged my body so comfortably. Did I really fall asleep in bondage? I wondered what time it was; we went to bed late last night and I slept like a baby since then. “Do you want out?” Miles asked. ...

Chapter 4 - Night (Part 2) “You are happy now, aren’t you?” “Very! Best evening ever.” “And you HAD to buy me the petgirl kit…” “Hey, Mary! You can’t hide what you like anymore. So yes, I knew it would make you happy, so I got it for you.” “No, Alex… We all know it’s because it would make YOU happy!” “Ah… Come on! It was super fun. For once that we have something in common… You could be less grumbly about it.” ...

Gift wrapped! Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house; Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; That last rhyme was actually a lie; For their was one girl riding a self bondage high; That’s right it was me back here again; Scratching that deprived itch as I did every now and then; I thrashed around wildly as the bonds clung to me tight; Oh what it must have been, such a beautiful sight; ...

The Shoplifter I awoke alone in the black room with the red mattress, my mind filled with both memories of my past life and expectations of what is to become. My new body tingled with anticipation and as I absent-mindedly pinched and twisted one of my nipples I could feel a now familiar warmth growing in my crotch. I could have lain there all day, exploring, teasing but my self indulgence was interrupted by Madame Q walking through the door. She was resplendent in her full body red catsuit which complimented her red flowing locks and green eyes; today she wore no hood, her glorious auburn mane cascaded across her shoulders and back. Around her neck was an inch wide buckled collar with short chrome spikes adorning it. Over her curvaceous form a figure hugging latex halter neck dress clung to her breasts and thighs. She had replaced the ballet boots with some over knee red laced platform boots. The outfit was completed by the red riding crop and the stern look in her eye. ...

She gathers her items for her erotic evening in self mummification..lots of rolls of duct tape, the butterfly vibrator, a metal slave collar and her new sexy ballet boots. Susan is a successful, powerful lawyer and only 30 years old, her long red hair making her very noticeable. She is used to power, controlling people, making demands….so this is the reason why Susan likes to have fantasies about being a slave in a harem or just becoming a pet to a Master. These fantasies always include some sort of bondage and she has been privately practicing self bondage. Tonight will be her first time trying a self mummification and her pussy is getting moist just thinking about it. ...

Chapter 4 - The Queen of Squirrels “NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME, BRIAN!” “Aaaah, stop running, Mia! You love the SusceptGear, and you know it!” “I do! But I don’t know how you programmed it… It’s not the same anymore!” “Oh, as if I could do worse than what you did to yourself while I was away! I had to rescue you, remember?” “You will turn me into a chicken or something!” ...

Saturday 17th November Another trip to Emmy. I got up early and drove the 100 miles. I had already sent her a list of photographs we could use as inspiration. After the previous evening with Dae, I was about ready for anything. Emmy seemed slightly on edge, even nervous. “Had a good week?” I asked. “Dire. Worst ever. I did that wedding last week and they’ve refused to pay me. They seem to think that the pictures weren’t good enough, which I can’t believe.” ...

Introduction: About me Sharing some background about me, my desires, needs and motivation. First, English is not my first language, so this text may lack some variation and nuancing natural to a native speaker, and probably also contains some directly translated expressions that may sound funny. I have tried to check that spelling and grammar is OK, so it should be intelligible, but those looking for the next great English novel should probably look elsewhere. ...

Chapter 2 - Pony Time “Morning Star, Sophie… Meet Moonlight.” The young girl approached and waved. She was about the same size as Morning Star, very athletic, and wearing a long light brown ponytail, which, along with her name, left no doubt about what she was doing here. “Hello!” “Hi!” Sophie greeted her with some reservation. She had been training ponies for many years and could pick up little details that may have eluded other people. Moonlight’s skin was perfectly tanned uniformly on her entire body, a sign that she had spent a great deal of time outside under the sun; it wasn’t uncommon for people living in this more arid area. ...

No, I should not have kicked Dusty. That was definitely a mistake. The pivotal one in a chain of mistakes that has led to my current predicament. Come to think of it, disaster usually rests on supposedly inconsequential events whose combined consequences one fails to anticipate. Sure enough, it had all started pretty normal – normal for me, that is, although other people might beg to differ – with a weekend self-bondage session. ...

A weekend away at a posh hotel. Kira and I had grown closer together over the last six months; we were almost a proper couple. But I had never told her about my fondness for BDSM, so I felt it was time to be a little adventurous, as we climbed into our four poster bed, made from dark wood, heavily engraved. I pulled out a book, “we’re going to do a pub quiz.” ...

The decision to do one more heavy rubber session developed early on Tuesday. The Monday session had been ten hours in rubber and there had been minor issues with the bondage strap system. Additionally, ten hours sealed in heavy rubber just didn’t seem to sate my hunger for rubber surrender. I discovered that looping straps around the outside of my thighs and up through the crotch to lock on the waist belt had always been an issue. When seated, the straps would shift and sag loosely. The physics of the system just did not provide a way for the straps to stay tight. Additionally, the second set of chest straps had a similar problem which caused the chest harness to not be snug. ...

Part 2 There are moments where Jerry is hating being wrapped up in silk and moments where he is in heaven and overwhelmed with pleasure due to the lack of sight and sound. He is inch-worming on his stomach as the silk pleasures his whole body when someone stops him and flips him on his back. Someone recently possibly his Mistress Jacqueline has been teasing his cock. He can feel the sensation of his cock being rubbed with a silk scarf, bringing him to the edge of an orgasm and then they stop touching him! Every time he is bucking, trying to reach that mysterious hand. He is left frustrated every time and he wonders again about how much time has gone by. ...

Part 17: More Training Ideas spring up when May decides to help Duke so he has more time. Duke strolled back into the offices of the training facility whistling a little ditty and grinning. All of the grooms there teased him with jokes, like Duke being the cat that ate the canary named May. He laughed with them because he was in way too good of a mood to let anything bring him down. As they briefed him on what they’d done while he was enjoying his nooner, he looked over the reports on which slaves were progressing, which were stagnating, and what his problem child was doing to further dig herself into a hole. ...

Part 13: Training Day Two It’s never easy to train even one woman, much less eleven. Duke spent the entire night going over the raw footage of the slaves’ first day with his grooms. He used it more as a teaching tool for his groom corps than as a checklist of which slave did what, and when. He showed them how small expressions signified how well or how poorly the slave responded to the actions of the grooms. He pointed out the significance of body language with the new slaves, from when they were behaving to when they were defiant. Every one of them made the mistake of thinking that because they couldn’t see that they didn’t have to hide their expressions and body language. This was an invaluable tool to the newer grooms learning how to read slaves. While Duke was detailing his observations of the slave’s actions, Lee’s techno-grooms were highlighting parts of the video with arrows and subtitles and recording Duke’s voice over the footage. Duke’s new groom corps would be recording every minute of the slave’s training and using all of it to help train future grooms or grooms on different duty assignments. ...

Part 18: May’s Diplomacy Discovered Over Pillow Talk Ambassador May, spokesperson to the new slaves, Duke’s new assistant. “Ambassador? Are we going international? What’s on your mind May?” “Okay, the way I figure it is that these new slaves are making life difficult for you, and that’s why you’re spending so much time away from home. I want to help you, and all I’m trained for is to be a slave. Now I try to be the best slave I can be for you…” ...

Part 16: Duke’s Visit May gets a surprise and welcomes Duke home again. She makes him feel loved. Before they got out of their slutty secretary clothes, both May and Brigit took a series of pictures of each other. Karl even took them into Duke’s office and tied them to Duke’s office chair so they’d know what they looked like as secretaries, bound to do a good job. Instead of watching a movie that night they pieced their own movie together, of May in her hot red and black outfit, and Brigit in her white and yellow outfit. Yellow ropes on May and red ropes on Brigit made their video pop with some color. Both even wore glasses, with non-prescription lenses for their movie. Karl was tickled at their sophomoric antics as they hammed it up for their home movies. They were having fun together after a long day of fashion consulting. ...

Part 14: Was It Too Much Fun? Was it too much fun? Will they enjoy it again? Or was it enough? When Karl looked in on them, very late that night, the two slaves were so entangled together that it reminded him of what his younger sister used to call a kitten-puddle. They were so wrapped up in each other it was hard to tell which arm or which leg belonged to which woman. Brigit had untied May and the room was redolent of their escapades. He decided to leave them like that for the night and just lock the door so they wouldn’t roam around on their own while he got some sleep. ...

Part 15: Day Three of Their Training Vivian is primed. She is ready to be hooked to the seventh barb. Duke opened the door to Vivian’s cell, walked in quietly and just as she showed the first signs of waking up he cupped her mouth with his hand. He sat on the edge of her cage/bed, slowly unzipped her sleeping bag and with his right hand began to caress her bound body. At first she tried to resist until he started to talk to her in that unmistakably deep voice of his. ...