Continues from chapter eight 9 043 knew better than to attempt a completion of our dance. The surveillance of the prisoners is very circumspect when they aren’t under direct supervision. She may have deemed the risk acceptable with our preoccupied Warden in the room; now though, whomever was reviewing the day’s video would surely take more notice of two unbound inmates in near proximity. I looked at the presumably frustrated ballerina and was surprised to see an expression of serene acceptance with a hint of a smile. I realized that I had never seen her at peace before. She always seemed to be fighting or rebelling against her fate and that was probably the main reason that I had disliked and distrusted her. Perhaps we could be friends after all but I still needed to know more. ...

When I look at my sexy wife Kellie, I see the perfect image of a housewife. She always wears pretty clothes around the house…skirts, flowing dresses, silk blouses, heels, elegant lingerie and she even wears a pretty apron when doing the dishes or cooking. Whenever we go out she is dressed so elegantly and men are always staring at my pretty wife. She is tall, 5 foot 9 inches, and walks with grace and confidence. Men always tell me that I’m a lucky man to have a pretty sexy wife! But they don’t know Kellie’s secret! I think back to our wedding day and honeymoon night. ...

Continues from part six_ ### Part 7 Dressed like that was surely going to get her tied up and molested, but being the first day of our honeymoon, we were going to be playing the games we both loved anyway. I was just wondering where this was going. Telling me she had something special planned, after I fed her the breakfast that she’d made for us, she went in to change. I kicked back in the saloon and let her dress up for her little game. I had on jeans, western boots, a snap-closed western shirt and of course, my new white Stetson. Janey liked the cowboy look on me. ...

Continues from part one Part 2 I was released from the bed and allowed to leave, although my cock was still trapped in that small, pink chastity device and the unattractive, older woman, Anne had the key. Barbara told me I was their sex toy, their boy-toy and that I now belong to them. I begged them to release my cock but Anne told me “No! We don’t want you fucking any other young sluts. That cock belongs to us now.” Barbara then slapped my ass and told me to go home and show up at her place next weekend for a special party. If I don’t show up the embarrassing pictures would be released to my family. ...

I had known Charlene since we were teenagers. Even after 15 years she was still looking good. Years in her youth as a gymnast had toned her body to a perfect shape, from her legs, to her tight behind. Although she was small on the chest size, this did not diminish her sexiness. Piercing green eyes and naturally pouty lips helped in this regard. We’ve know each other so long that we would talk about anything, but it was always the talk about sex that stuck with me the most. At first I always thought she would be on the vanilla side of sex. By no means a prude, she never struck me as the kinky kind. But as we got older and closer as friends, I learned about her more unconventional interest. ...

Continues from part seven Beth Chloe woke when Ben opened the door to her cell. She turned and smiled at him, still lying in bed. “Good morning Master,” Chloe said. “Good morning, slave,” Ben returned the greeting, “is this how a slave presents herself to her Master?” “Sorry Master,” Chloe responded sullenly and quickly slipped out of bed, kneeling in presentation on the floor. “Much better, slave.” Ben smiled down at her. “I will forgive you this morning, it is your first as a slave, and I assume you are as worn out as I am.” ...

Continues from chapter ten (part 1) Chapter 10 - The Cookie of Love (Part 2) Click! “There you go.” “Meow!” We were ready to go back to Erika’s home for a longer stay. I made my two girls wear their latex catsuit, just because I liked it. Kitty, of course, didn’t argue one bit, but Erika was not as cooperative. It allowed me to give her a good spanking to make her more docile. For good measure, I locked them in their suit using small padlocks. They were now both kneeling on top of the bed, looking as cute as ever. ...

Continues from chapter nine Chapter 10 - The Cookie of Love (Part 1) “Aaaanh! Aaannnh! Mark! Aannh!” It was one of those mornings when I just really wanted to fuck Kitty’s brain out. Actually, for the past two days, we have been at it non-stop. Erika and Syr were not around, so I got my small pink latex catgirl for me alone. “Aaaannh!” Since my birthday, my love for Kitty reached new highs, and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Having her hogtied on the bed allowed me to take her from behind, and there was nothing she could do to stop me. That said, her moans were proof enough that she didn’t want to do such a thing. ...

Part 2 I went into my place, found a chilled bottle of white wine and put it into its own thermal bag. I dug out a few other things that we might need and tucked them all into a backpack. I looked out the back window and it looked like Anna was busy putting together a picnic. Good for her, I thought. It looked like she was at least preparing to go out. ...

Now for something a bit more current. I spent New Year’s Eve (2020) at my sister’s house and when Times Square was lit up on TV and the crowd roared I hugged and kissed my sisters and cousins, nieces and brother-in-law’s and made some calls to a few close friends. One of the calls I made was to Maggie and she was having a party of her own and they were out on the beach dancing and sitting on her patio next to her fire pit. ...

Continues from part fiv Part 6 “Of course, I’m nervous. I’ve never been married before,” I said to Sam. “You love her don’t you,” he asked? “Yeah. I really do. She sates everything I want out of a woman, but…” “But what? Janey doesn’t ‘love you’ enough? She’s not ‘submissive’ enough for you? She doesn’t love ‘bondage’ as much as you do? She won’t dress to suit ‘your desires’? She’s not doing ‘everything’ in her power to please you? What? Damnit buddy, just cowboy-up and marry the woman. You are not getting any younger and you sure as hell are not going to find anyone better than Janey. How nervous do you think I was before marrying my best friend’s woman? He was a trained killer, doing it on a regular basis for Uncle Sam. Shit yeah, I was nervous too.” ...

Continues from part six First Night of Slavery Chloe dressed and followed Ben up to her apartment, then she unlocked the door and they went inside. Ben quickly grabbed Chloe and forced her against the wall, kissing her even more passionately than he had in the elevator. They kissed for several minutes before they finally came up for air. “Oh god, Master, no one’s ever kissed me like that before!” Chloe exclaimed. “Of course, no one has ever owned me before either, I love you Master,” Chloe added. ...

I’ve always been into kinky things, especially self-bondage and I guess that’s unusual for a girl. Before my senior year, and that was a while ago, I had a lot of free time back then during summer vacation and I found a way to indulge my penchant quite a few times over the three months of freedom. Both Dad and Mom worked so I had the house to myself and quite a lot of freedom. ...

It began one evening while she was taking a shower. Anna lives behind my house and her bath is right under the bathroom window. Anna is in her mid twenties and worked in town. I often saw her on the train in the morning when we would exchange pleasantries. On this hot July evening Anna had the window in her bathroom opened and she had not drawn the bathroom curtains back across the window. ...

“This must be it, at long last, I finally found it!” Natalie uttered to herself with excitement as she marveled around the ruins where the once magnificent castle stood proudly. “After all the frustrations, and sleepless nights, this better be worth it,” she thought to herself. Natalie had a passion for exploring the beauty of history and a spirit of adventure which led her interest in finding the lost treasures of the forgotten castle. She was a known bandit in the capital, though she preferred not to steal from others, but the unforgiving poverty gave her no choice, and thus she ended up being chased out by the imperial soldiers. ...

Diane was a pretty 25 year old with beautiful long blonde hair. She was single, had a successful career and a great new home. Diane enjoyed her sex life and especially her bondage lifestyle. Diane is very private about her bondage interests and rarely brings it up with former boyfriends. Her friends and family have no idea that fantasies like slave auctions, bondage-sex, forced fantasies, pony-girl fantasies turn her on so much. What she really enjoys is just a simple self bondage with some toys. ...

Continues from chapter one_ ### Chapter 2 - A Rubbery Maid “NO! You show me how to use it… I don’t trust you!” “Haha! Mia, I’m just trying to help you.” My little experience with the SusceptGear yesterday left both Brian and me excited about the prospects. This morning, while I was sitting on his lap, he was showing me the software I needed to program the hypno-device. From what I saw so far, the possibilities were endless. ...

Continues from part four Part 5 Happy with their report of hiring someone that would make all, or most of the costumes for our cosplay adventures, I decided that Janey needed her spanking as a reward. She didn’t quite see it as a reward, but the words were sometimes more intimidating than the actions taken. I had Janey dress up like a secretary, and all four of us met up in the library, for the proper setting. Sam was playing with his new self-stabilizing rig for his DSLR camera, learning what all the adjustments were for, and Beth had another, smaller hand-held video camera. According to their arrangement, Sam would take the overall video of me in my role as the mean and insensitive boss and Janey as his submissive little secretary. Beth wanted to focus on Janey’s reactions during our play. ...

Episode 1 - The Sacred Fox “Who do you think I am? The answer is no!” “I’m 18! Stop being so protective!” “I’m your mother, and you still live under my roof! So the answer is no! Not after what you did last week.” Absolutely not! I won’t let my daughter get abused by a bunch of sex maniacs. Not on my watch. Last week, Ellie called me at 2 am to get a ride home because she was at a sex club, with no money. When I picked her up she smelled like booze and was dressed up like a prey. ...

JulieAnn’s Story I can’t say I was really into the idea, at least at first. Jack, my boyfriend, wanted me to go out on the town, find someone (else) and bring him back to our house and do whatever we wanted with each other. Jack would be watching me whilst “out on the town” and then would be tied in the little soundproof basement bondage dungeon we had, watching and listening to what I (and whoever I found) was doing on closed-circuit TV. ...