(This is my first writing, comments welcome, please write to : jhe1411(at)web.de) URGENT ADVICE : Don’t try this alone unless you are sure what you are doing !!! Saturday morning after breakfast, having no plans for the day, I decided to do the housework as a chained slave and afterwards, do some stricter selfbondage. First of all, I took my whole bunch of keys and deposit them in my letterbox, which is located just behind the front door of the house. The house itself is divided into a small shop, 3 further offices and my apartment in the 4th floor. The shop will be opened until 16:00 hrs on Saturdays, the other offices will be closed, maybe the cleaning teams will show up. So for any use of the keys, I will have to wait at least to 16:30, maybe even longer, since you could see the mailboxes from outside the front door and as the house is located in the inner city, many people pass by until late in the evening. ...

Well I had finally gotten up the courage to do some self bondage, but things didn’t turn out the way I had planned! This is that story. Well a little extra bit of story before the story is needed to explain why what happened happened. My husband has been interested in various bondage and kink fantasies since when I first met him. We have done a few bondage games, including one where he tied me up and then just left me there and went to go play on his computer. At first I was pissed at him, leaving me in such an aroused state. Moments later I felt like he had just tricked me so he could go play his internet games, but soon enough he came to visit me. He had only come to visit me to make sure that I was going to stay aroused though. He added some “Liquid V” to my clit (amazing stuff, look it up), and just walked off to his computer room again. ...

This is a story of how I got the desire to dress in women’s clothing and my fetish desires. I have been dressing in women’s clothes for quite some time now. It started at a very young age and has continued into my adult years to the present. My dad was the one who started me on the road to wearing female clothes. I don’t know why I still do it, I guess it is a unconscious desire. I don’t really want to be a woman but only to wear the clothes of a woman. ...

This is a story of how I got the desire to dress in women’s clothing and my fetish desires. I have been dressing in women’s clothes for quite some time now. It started at a very young age and has continued into my adult years to the present. My dad was the one who started me on the road to wearing female clothes. I don’t know why I still do it, I guess it is a unconscious desire. I don’t really want to be a woman but only to wear the clothes of a woman. ...

Earlier this year I wrote up “my poolside adventure” of August 2006. Just to remind you, I’m an attractive 34 year old woman - blond, 5 foot 3 inches, 110 pounds, full C cup breasts - with an interest in self-bondage and light bdsm inspired, in part, by the stories on this website. Last summer, my neighbors asked me to watch their house while they were away on vacation, and I took the opportunity to practice some self-bondage by their backyard pool so that their their cute, twenty-something pool man could find me and fuck me. ...

For the real Michelle, who sometimes graces my dreams. Chapter One On a Wednesday night, in a room that did not exist, I stole a kiss from Michelle. She was dreaming, of course - but then so was I. Few people understand the power of dreams; even a meddler like myself can only grasp fragments of it. I’d imagined this comfortable parlor and then called Michelle to it as she slept. It was only a dream, she thought - but dreams can reshape the daylight world. ...

Anne Summers watched Mr. Saunders fidget with her resume, which was even slighter than she was. The uneasy silence was not doing the little redhead’s nerves any good; this was her first interview for a real job in broadcasting and she’d gone into it with a mixture of hope and worry. Anne was dressed simply, in a white blouse, black skirt and hose, with low heels, having decided that the outfit would make a good impression and be comfortable for late July. The stocky manager of radio station WONO had seemed pleased with both her resume and her answers to his questions, but had then fallen silent. ...

Disclaimer: Do not read this if you are underage, it would be illegal for other reasons or while operating heavy machinery. Don’t try this at home either even if you are telepathic, which I doubt. Annette stood frozen on the stage before me, dressed in a white bikini and heels. Short blonde hair framed her heart-shaped face. Her lovely grey eyes did not register my presence; except for the steady rise and fall of her ample bosom she might have been a beautiful mannequin. Since she was now under my mental control, the image was not far from the truth. ...

I’d like to thank Lady Victoria, Lady Leila, Sir (You know who You are ) and specially Steffy the Rubberdoll for inspiration and serving as guidelines as for me becoming also a rubber doll. Unit19 He walked into the clean store, apprehensive on what to expect. It’s his first time on such a fetish store, on vacations away from home, and finally, expecting to indulge on his fetish after a lifetime of shame and self-prejudice. ...

I’d like to thank Lady Victoria, Lady Leila, Sir (You know who You are ) and specially Steffy the Rubberdoll for inspiration and serving as guidelines as for me becoming also a rubber doll. Unit19 He walked into the clean store, apprehensive on what to expect. It’s his first time on such a fetish store, on vacations away from home, and finally, expecting to indulge on his fetish after a lifetime of shame and self-prejudice. ...

Gina had come to Las Vegas with her family when she was young, say 8 or 10 years old. She remembered that there was very little to do, at least as a minor. Now at the age of 24, Gina came to Vegas on her week’s vacation with an agenda. She was determined to seek out some fun and adventure. To look at Gina the casual observer would think she would have all kinds of friends and lovers, and no trouble pursuing any kind of fun she desired. She was 5'8", weighed an athletic 125, had luminous blue eyes, and long blonde hair that streamed down to the middle of her back. Her waist hadn’t really changed since high school, still 25 inches, while her breasts had continue to fill out a little through her college days. Gina was really proud of her 36C size and matching 36 thighs. ...

I will admit that I knew something about her before I approached her that fateful night. Everyone knew something about her. They called her Vampirella behind her back, and told horror stories about her leaving men broken and emotionally crippled. A lot of guys said she was a lesbian, or that she hated men, and that she was constantly trying to get back at them. She was also rumored to be a professional mistress, a dominatrix of some sort, but I had seen her working at the lab downtown so I kinda doubted that. ...

It had been a glorious spring day and I had enjoyed the peace and solitude of a walk in the countryside alone. It had given me time to reflect on all the wonderful times I had experienced with my very close friend, dating back to our school days. I am of course, referring to our fun and games experimenting with latex, rubber etc. Progressively this developed into all elements of the BDSM scene. Julie my friend discovered that she was very dominant. For me, I discovered the delights of being very submissive. We had both taken each other to new heights and explored each others interest with passion. ...

The Island - Part Two With small steps we enter the great room of the lodge, and the 18 bidders greet Madame L with great respect. She nods acceptance, but does not speak until she has tied off my leash to a ring on the auction block. After formally greeting each guest, she inspects the other slave units already on display. Slave unit C is dressed in a shiny silver latex catsuit and privacy hood, which complement the shine on the heavy metal neck/wrists stock and matching ankle spreader she is wearing. Two vertical poles connect the ends of the neck stock with the ends of the ankle spreader, effectively enclosing her in a picture frame. A third vertical pole rises from the center of the ankle spreader into her crotch, discreetly covered for the time being by a red latex miniskirt. ...

I was so close. I was so very close to creating the ultimate A.I. program system for my latest computer interface. It currently had the storage capacity of 30,000 Terabytes of Data, and at least ran at a speed of 2,000 Gigabytes per millisecond. That was the clock speed anyway. The problem was navigating the logic input and output specifications. The hardware and software were hardly meshing together properly. The logic O.S. was supposed to adapt to the interface and adjust itself based on any additional parameters it came across. I’d specifically built a synthetic module generator to create any parts it could possibly need based on any given situation. ...

Maria could not believe her ears when the dour executor solemnly intoned, “. and in order to inherit your sister’s estate you must spend this very Halloween, starting at sundown, in the basement of the main house.” Stifling a bittersweet smile Maria became lost momentarily in thought as the rest of her sister’s will was read. When he finished, the executor turned to Maria and again asked in the same serious tone, “Do you have any questions, Miss?” ...

A Halloween Special 2007 Tale Halloween, What memories that conjures up for me! It is also known as ‘All Saint’s Day’. When the dead are said to walk the earth; it is nearly a year and peace has reigned in our family since then. I will explain. It was a year ago on Halloween; I took a year out from studying and decided to visit my aunt in a backwater town in the United States. She had often phoned to say she would like me to visit her. She is my favorite aunt. We were upset when her husband got killed when the mountain road gave out after a storm and his car slid down a bank. Local kids made her life a misery by taunting her and other old people calling them witches and warlocks and threatening to burn them at the stake. Nothing could be further from the truth with my Aunt Pauline. That may be her trouble. She is too friendly and trusting. I do not know. ...

from the 2007 Halloween special “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to tonight’s very special magic show. I’m sure you all know this is the late, more adult show so any individuals who are sexually repressed should leave now. Is everyone ready? Great.” “My name is Martin, I choose not to use a fancy magician name because who wants to be known as The Great Martini? Anyways, let me introduce my first assistant. Come on out Pinky.” ...

It was a dark and stormy Halloween when I went to visit the old town of Lost Rising. It used to be such a lovely place, but over the years it has run down and is nearly empty. The houses mostly stand derelict. But at least I was well wrapped up in my long bright yellow rainproof coat, thick jumper, heavy jeans with a pair of women’s tights underneath, walking socks and boots. I topped this with a balaclava and a wide brimmed rainproof hat. ...

from the 2007 Halloween special Nicole was a very attractive woman who loved putting men in bondage. Every Halloween Nicole would have a party for her girlfriends and a male. Brian fit all the qualifications for that male. Nicole wanted a man who treated women with no respect. He enjoyed sleeping with as many women as he could. Brian also enjoyed putting women in tight bondage. He was best looking man in the bar. One of Nicole’s girlfriends had dated Brian and had been treated very badly. She sent him a drink and Brian sat down next to her. ...