He followed her into the living room where she instructed him to turn around. She carefully placed the handcuffs on him and squeezed them tight, when he complained that they were a little too tight, she smiled squeezed them a little tighter and said,“Relax.” She then produced a colorful scarf and proceeded to bind his feet. Sitting him down on the couch she turned and said she would be right back, then quickly disappeared into the kitchen. ...

“What to ya know? New next door neighbors movin’ in.” Jack said to his girlfriend, Jamie. “Really?” She said looking around Jack’s house. “You live in a nice neighborhood, Jack.” " Yeah." Jack said. “If you want to move in today, that would be fine. College dorms suck ass.” “Ok. I’ll think about it.” She said walking out the door. " I’ll call you." “Fine.” “Bye” “Bye Bye” Jack lept on his bed and watched a wet porno that afternoon. He was tired. All he was doing was living in the countryside, hunting,and going to school. He lied back on the bed not knowing it was midnight already. He closed his eyes….. ...

Mark was reading the “Growth and Shrinking board” as he has done every morning since he connected to the net in September 97. There was a particular post that attracted his attention. LISA: “I am making a video involving a man that will be shrunk to two inches tall. He will then be teased, played with and in the finale he will be swallowed alive. I need a man willing to be my co-star. You will receive a percentage of what the video grosses and I can promise you an experience that you will remember for the rest of your life. If you are interrested please E-mail me at [email protected] " ...

Mark was reading the “Growth and Shrinking board” as he has done every morning since he connected to the net in September 97. There was a particular post that attracted his attention. LISA: “I am making a video involving a man that will be shrunk to two inches tall. He will then be teased, played with and in the finale he will be swallowed alive. I need a man willing to be my co-star. You will receive a percentage of what the video grosses and I can promise you an experience that you will remember for the rest of your life. If you are interrested please E-mail me at [email protected] " ...

Chapter 1 – A Present for a Dunce The holiday season at the Academy was its typical mix of enjoyment and depression. The festivities planned always seemed to polarize the cadets, either looking forward to the parties, dances, and rest from the typical working schedule (which was grueling to be sure); or remembering family, friends, and lovers who were now far away. The fact that the minimum distance to one of the latter was over 100 million miles didn’t help many of the cadets. Throw in the average of over 22 light-years, and the depressed side wasn’t a surprise to anyone. ...

continued from part one Part 2: Virtually Occupied Roger hit the button on his desk and opened the door when it chimed without bothering to turn towards it. He was expecting Ken, who’d left to grab them both some coffee and a morning snack, largely since Roger was faster at writing code than he was. While both were competent programmers, the language for the VR suites was a bit odd, and Roger understood it far better than Ken. ...

Miranda sat at her computer, scanning the data on machine performance and looking for the tell-tale signs of impending issues. After a long day of programming, database maintenance, and control system recalibration, she always performed this check to help identify the machines that might break down in the next day or two. If she found anything, she’d schedule preventative maintenance to avoid the issue. “Preventative maintenance,” she thought to herself. “I could use some of that.” ...

The wriggling mass of tape lay in the corner of the factory with now and then soft moans coming from either end of it. Nobody who saw it or heard it took any notice of the wriggling bundle that occasionally rolled over and continued on its way around the factory. It was because of them, the bundle was now doing its own thing. Now and then, it would roll over into one of the women working at the factory. She would kick it about three quarters of the way along and it would scream out and roll over again! ...

continued from part one Part 2: Molly Molly opened her toolbox with a sigh. As the youngest person in Maintenance, and the only woman, she always got the crap jobs. Like this one. Why did shipping have to yell for help to adjust an eye on the wrapper? Loosen a screw, adjust the eye, tighten the screw. How hard could it be? At least she wouldn’t have to put up with any remarks from the floor, she thought as she dug out her allen wrench set. As an openly practicing lesbian, she was used to the comments, but that didn’t make them any easier to hear. ...

(story continues from Wrapped Up In Her Job) Part 2: Molly Molly opened her toolbox with a sigh. As the youngest person in Maintenance, and the only woman, she always got the crap jobs. Like this one. Why did shipping have to yell for help to adjust an eye on the wrapper? Loosen a screw, adjust the eye, tighten the screw. How hard could it be? At least she wouldn’t have to put up with any remarks from the floor, she thought as she dug out her allen wrench set. As an openly practicing lesbian, she was used to the comments, but that didn’t make them any easier to hear. ...

Chet had been working up the courage to ask Elaine out for almost a year and finally decided that now was the time. Elaine was his goddess. Her long dark hair, perfect figure, and smoldering eyes had tormented him. She had been going out with Steve from accounting, but he had left the state to pursue a better job, leaving her available. He summoned up all his nerve and walked into her office trying not to think about the pot belly he was trying to get rid of. ...

My roommate kicked me out of my apartment, I don’t know why. I do know I have no place to stay. So I decided to take a long drive out in the country. I had been driving for a few hours when I saw someone on the side of the road. As I approached I noticed it was a beautiful young lady in her mid twenties and she was hitchhiking! Wow, maybe my luck was changing. I pulled off to the side of the road to pick her up. People say it is dangerous to pick up hitchhikers but they’re not here to see this lady. What could she possibly do to me ? ...

My roommate kicked me out of my apartment, I don’t know why. I do know I have no place to stay. So I decided to take a long drive out in the country. I had been driving for a few hours when I saw someone on the side of the road. As I approached I noticed it was a beautiful young lady in her mid twenties and she was hitchhiking! Wow, maybe my luck was changing. I pulled off to the side of the road to pick her up. People say it is dangerous to pick up hitchhikers but they’re not here to see this lady. What could she possibly do to me ? ...

Hi everybody, this is an absolutely true experience. I had the most intense experience tonight. I’m literally writing this mere hours after my Mistress threw me in the dumpster. I’m sending it out while its fresh in my memory, but let me tell this from the beginning. Mistress Kiva has been my Mistress for years and we have indulged many of our fantasies both mine and hers. We’ve made lots of fetish videos together and traveled all over the country selling my fetish erotic art and her fabulous fetish toys. You can see Mistress Kiva at www.mistresskiva.com and my art www.veronicavinyl.com ...

Bret and I had been together for six years, and loved each other utterly, but I wish he wasn’t so damn nervous. I firmly believe there should be no secrets between lovers, but after a while it became obvious there was something he wasn’t telling me, and he most noticeably dodged the subject when we were talking about our fantasies; often when I would try to steer the conversation, especially during sex, in the direction of our kinky dreams he’d get all self conscious and ashamed and would change the subject. ...

Bret and I had been together for six years, and loved each other utterly, but I wish he wasn’t so damn nervous. I firmly believe there should be no secrets between lovers, but after a while it became obvious there was something he wasn’t telling me, and he most noticeably dodged the subject when we were talking about our fantasies; often when I would try to steer the conversation, especially during sex, in the direction of our kinky dreams he’d get all self conscious and ashamed and would change the subject. ...

So, one damp night I had my share of drinks…so what, right? Well, that is what I thought, as I lay in this black plastic bag, sealed at the top with a twist tie, then knotted above that. What the hell was I thinking, knowing I had to get up so early. (Thinking to myself), if I ever get out of this, alive, I will never take another drink, as long as I live. I guess I should start at the beginning. I was sitting at the bar minding my own business, eating some bar nuts in between beers. There were some people on stage using vacuums with regular black plastic bags, suffocating guys that anted up the $120. What a waste of money… that could go for some nice shoes, or a nice dinner with a babe. No, they wasted it by being semi-suffocated, although some of the girls really looked as if they were taking it to the final level. A few of the guys were thrashing inside their deflated bags, enough to where you could see their eye profiles, and teeth. The bags were so tight, they were literally sucking bag in instead of air, and it looked they were really struggling because the bags were holding their limbs so tight. ...

It was two days before New Years Eve. I had talked to David about going to a New years party at some friends. He said he wasn’t up to it, and that he just wanted to stay home. He said that he wanted to watch TV and relax. I was a little irritated, because, in the past years, we’ve just stayed home and did nothing to ring in the new year. I was restless; I wanted to party and have a good time. I tried convincing him a couple more times, but to no avail. ...

It was two days before New Years Eve. I had talked to David about going to a New years party at some friends. He said he wasn’t up to it, and that he just wanted to stay home. He said that he wanted to watch TV and relax. I was a little irritated, because, in the past years, we’ve just stayed home and did nothing to ring in the new year. I was restless; I wanted to party and have a good time. I tried convincing him a couple more times, but to no avail. ...

Howard was a loner in his town. Everyone hated him and he hated them right back. He humiliated people all the time by getting secrets from the people and exposing it to the public. He was just a total jerk. Everybody dreamed of one day getting their revenge on him by doing simple things like stealing his car or something, but a sexy, bad bike girl had a different plan, she planned to give him sex and eventually swallow him right down her frightening gullet. ...