I looked up at the silhouette of the light bulb hanging from the cord of the lamp. It was near eight o’clock in the evening and the sun was going down on a very nice summer day. I had spent the last three hours flat on my back with a gag in my mouth, hands cuffed in steel between my legs, and my ankles in heavy leather cuffs chained to the heavy kitchen table looking at the sun light on the burned out bulb. I had laid down on the floor wearing only white pantyhose, a see through nylon bra, and black high heel shoes at five P.M. with the timer set for one hour. The key to the lock that held my feet was affixed six feet above the floor by candle wax to the bottom of a light bulb. The idea at the time was to play self-bondage for an hour and then the timer would light the bulb at six heating the wax and dropping the key. I would crawl around for the key, unlock the chain at my feet, and crawl into the living room for the key that unlocked my handcuffs. I was comfortable and enjoyed molesting my clitoris like a helpless rape victim until the timer went off and the bulb failed to light and heat the wax. Then, I went into a panic. ...

Jenny stepped out of the limo and onto the cold pavement of the sidewalk to stand beside Graham before they entered the restaurant. One year ago to the day they had begun dating and had been faithful to each other ever since. Tonight was their night to celebrate the occasion and the Limo ride that Graham had surprised Jenny with was just the start. Soon they would be dining from the menu of the top chef in the western hemisphere, how Graham scored a reservation Jenny had no idea. Diners at the ‘Le’ Rubberene’ had to book at least two years in advance if they wished to eat at the world famous restaurant and even then you had to be someone of importance to get inside. Jenny was glad that she had decided to wear her best silk dress rather than her usual ‘casual’ clothes that she found so comfortable. ...

Jenny stepped out of the limo and onto the cold pavement of the sidewalk to stand beside Graham before they entered the restaurant. One year ago to the day they had begun dating and had been faithful to each other ever since. Tonight was their night to celebrate the occasion and the Limo ride that Graham had surprised Jenny with was just the start. Soon they would be dining from the menu of the top chef in the western hemisphere, how Graham scored a reservation Jenny had no idea. Diners at the ‘Le’ Rubberene’ had to book at least two years in advance if they wished to eat at the world famous restaurant and even then you had to be someone of importance to get inside. Jenny was glad that she had decided to wear her best silk dress rather than her usual ‘casual’ clothes that she found so comfortable. ...

Leah finished packing the last of the dishes into the box marked fragile. It had been a hectic past two days getting everything packed. “Finally,” she said while wiping a bead of sweat from her brow, “everything is packed. Now it’s up to the movers.” Leah and her husband, Chris, were moving to his parent’s farm, left to them after they had passed away. They had died in a car accident when a trucker had fallen asleep and crossed the lanes. Chris had taken the news very hard, as expected, but lately he had been feeling better and was returning to his old self. The settlement from the truck company had been very generous and they now had enough to live comfortably on the farm without financial concerns. They still planned to work the land and continue his father’s dream, but they wouldn’t have to scrimp and save as they had been. ...

8 8 Open! by Margaret B An appointment with the dentist is one of those modern engagements that all of us dislike. Even if we have a dentist we like, insurance that covers most of the cost, and enjoy the feeling of a clean smile and good dental health going to the dentist is never a pleasure. Some people have true phobias of the dental office or chair requiring behavioral analysis and modification to allow the barest required treatment from even the kindest professional. Sitcoms make jokes about dentists and the fear of the chair expressing our dislike of going before millions of people. Thus, a few years ago Kramer coined the discriminatory title “anti-dentite” in an episode of what many people believe to be the best sitcom series ever produced. There are among us a class of people who will avoid the dentist as long as possible while suffering and risking their health. This short story recaps a recent visit to the dentist’s chair with a little extra pain and suffering. ...

“No peeking!” Nikki was scolded when she slipped into the bedroom and went to the luggage sitting on the bed. “You’ll find out what I packed when we get on the boat.” Never quite sure what her husband was up to, and wondering how he knew she had snuck in, Nikki hung her head and gave him the biggest frown that she could. “Why won’t you tell me?” She asked Dave. ...

8 8 The Making of a Model by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations THE TELL TALE COLLAR It started out as a lousy day and just seemed to get worse. Clients not satisfied with their vacation came into the office trying to get a refund… the reason… lousy weather. Shaking her head she promised them that she would do her level best to get the tour company to give to give them compensation of some sort. Of course, she knew that the company would laugh in her face, but hey, in a customer service oriented company the Client is always right. With a sigh, she dialled the tour operator knowing the response before anyone picked up the line. ...

8 8 Master’s Snack by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations THE TELL TALE COLLAR She awakens and sits upright in the bed, listening, craning her head straining against the darkness of their room. Eagerly she slips onto the cool floor her feet making little sound as she pads through the quiet hallways of the house. She sighs softly thinking it must have been her mind playing tricks as she awaits her Master’s arrival home. Moving into the kitchen she opens the refrigerator and removes the gallon of milk nearly dropping it as His soft authoritative voice sounds behind her. “A Midnight snack, my kitn?” Spinning and nearly dropping the milk in her haste she smiles and throws herself into His arms kissing him tenderly at times .. and passionately at others. “I’ve missed you so Master”, she smiles up at Him then giggles as she realizes she is still holding the cold carton against His back. Shrugging sheepishly she places the carton on the table behind Him and stand before Him drinking in His appearance. “How was your trip?” Curling close against Him and listening to His heart beat a moment or two longer before stepping away and pouring two glasses of milk and pulling His cake out of the refrigerator. ...

Hi I’m Jen, I’m in my mid 20’s about 5'10" and weigh around 140lbs. I have long dark brown hair, almost black, and a very nice set of (C-cup) breasts. I keep myself in pretty good shape. Mainly for myself, but most just think it’s because of Joe. He harps on me all the time about taking care of myself, he is always trying his best to stay fit. Too bad it doesn’t work too good for him, He’s not obscene or anything, just a few extra pounds here and there. ...

Well, that was that. Christmas day had come and gone, all the presents had been handed out and opened, the turkey leftovers were in the fridge, the kids had all had a super day, only 364 days to go till the next one, and yes, today is Boxing Day. Peace and quiet, a nice lay in, just the two of us here today, at last some time for us to spend some time together, a kiss, a cuddle, lots of chat, a film on the television, not forgetting all the treats still in the fridge! ...

Copyright 1996 John Sanders.May be freely distributed by cybernetic media, provided no fee is charged or profit gained. Hard copies are expressly forbidden without prior consent of the author. May not be published or distributed otherwise without permission. Part One: The Dinner Party - Preparation. It was the festive season, parties, dinners and dances were the main occupation of the evening. Invitations for the company of the vivacious Maria came from everywhere. In fact it was rather boring attending the regular hunt balls, the ladies’ nights and the other expensive charitable do’s. The strangely embossed envelope that arrived in the morning post immediately attracted Maria’s attention. Her eyes settled on a black envelope, written in a strong, bold script. The contrast of the black paper against the silver pen was striking to the eye. This was something to be savoured. Quickly, Maria opened the other envelopes. They were the usual rash of cards from people almost forgotten, interspersed by the odd bill from Harrods and Fortnum and Masons. ...

The lipstick was the hardest thing to get right; Jane tried to get the mix of cupid’s bow and match for her own lips three times. Finally, she was able to stand away from the makeup table and examine herself in a nearby mirror. Her jeans and T-shirt, piled on a chair, spoiled the effect, so she hastily shifted them to one side, snagging her pointed artificial nails on the loops in the belt. Finally, she struck a pose, head up, hands on hips, one knee forward. Smouldering was the right description. Four inch heeled black court shoes made her smooth, fit legs seem impossibly long in the black, seamed silk stockings. Her pale skin shone out above the tops, drawing the eye to her groin, cupped in a tight leather g-string with small studs let into the edge. It had taken her some time to remove excess pubic hair, which had peeked indecently around the edges of the g-string. Now, it’s tightness showed only in the slight bulge in the gusset, and in her elevated heartbeat. ...

8 8 Bondage Before Vegas Part 2 by rob AKA- pierced_m Title- Bondage Before Vegas Part 2 Author- rob AKA- pierced_m E-Mail- [email protected] As it was only 5 o’clock i needed to kill a little time so i began watching a BDSM video. Denise was due home around 9PM and as i was using Her as my release person i only wanted to be in bondage about an hour or so as i planned on making it fairly strict. As I watched the movie i decided to put on my nipple stretchers and penis chastity. i started with my nipples. i slipped the circle over the barbell of my right nipple and began pulling my nipple through the circle and hooked one end of the barbell to the top of the post. i then worked more of my nipple through the bottom circle and hooked the other end of the barbell atop the post._ ...

SATURDAY 10:00AM I stood in our bedroom, naked, staring at the clothing my wife had laid out for me. I had to do it; I had to put it on. We had made a bet, after all, and I had to go through with it. This all started about a week before. We were spending a quiet night at home watching a cheesy movie on cable. It was a comedy about a group of students on a college campus. The plot involved something about pranks and at one point this pretty blonde cheerleader had been “kidnapped” and left blindfolded, gagged and tied to a chair in a dorm room. She didn’t even struggle; she just sat there making little whimpering sounds through her gag. ...

SATURDAY 10:00AM I stood in our bedroom, naked, staring at the clothing my wife had laid out for me. I had to do it; I had to put it on. We had made a bet, after all, and I had to go through with it. This all started about a week before. We were spending a quiet night at home watching a cheesy movie on cable. It was a comedy about a group of students on a college campus. The plot involved something about pranks and at one point this pretty blonde cheerleader had been “kidnapped” and left blindfolded, gagged and tied to a chair in a dorm room. She didn’t even struggle; she just sat there making little whimpering sounds through her gag. ...

Michelle 6: Full Body Suit I’ve always had a passion for latex, but had never had the courage to tell any of my boyfriends about it. Unfortunately, as a college student, I was always struggling to make ends meet, and couldn’t indulge myself as much as I would have liked. Luckily, my relations all knew how broke I was, and generally gave me cheques for Christmas and my birthday. I had managed to save enough to buy some small items but I had never managed to get enough to pay for what I most longed to own – a full latex body suit. ...

8 8 Lonely Hearts by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations Lonely Hearts Sitting curled up on the sofa in the rented beach cottage staring into the fire her thoughts a million miles away she rises and paces slowly from the fireplace to the sliding glass doors. The rain was thundering against the roof making her more restless, the silence that she craved making her stir crazy. Pausing at the doors she grabs the handle and in one decisive movement pulls it open. ...

Joint UN/DEA Merge Task Force. Victim debriefing transcript. Autotranscriber 44, Milton Keynes, 4/7/2050. Is this thing working? Err, Hi. My name… uh, I guess that doesn’t matter. I’m 29, and you might have seen me in a couple of porno holos from the late 40’s… Anyway, you want to know how I got like this. [sighs. some rustling noises] The thing is, right, I had a baby, eighteen months ago. Like a lot of girls I just put on weight like a rocket after that, and my tits got kind of saggy and my bum and thighs went right out of shape… I wanted to get back to the old me, the one in the holos. I could run them, you see, and stand beside ‘me’ at eighteen, and see the differences. Anyway this really affected my relationship with my boyfriend. After three or four months of this, he left, taking Jo with him. Although I wasn’t short of money, and didn’t need to find a job, I started feeling kind of.. ugly, you know? Nothing I did looked right. I kept trying different hairstyles, and never really settled down. Exercise was boring, too, and my sex drive was like, really low… I didn’t know what to do with myself. ...

This is a sequel to M.E.R.G.E. You may want to read the original story first. Maddy woke up at 10 in the morning and thought it would be the same as every day. Since she had finished college, she found herself unable to decide what to do with her life. Her grades were not good enough for university (even if she could have decided what she wanted to study) but she didn’t want to apply for an ordinary job either. So she had taken a break from everything with the money she had inherited from her parents. They had died four years ago in a car accident. It had been a rough time for her, but she managed. ...

8 8 Mine by kitn Yet another of Kats Creations The dim interior of the Den was relieved by only a single lamp on the table next to her Masters chair, his back to the door his leather chair creaking softly as he shifted his weight from one side to the other. Standing in the doorway holding a serving tray with his dinner, she begins to move with stealth. Silently approaching the master from behind, laying the tray on the table beside his chair. Praying that you were not heard as the lesson of silence both in voice and movement was one hard learned. Placing long slender fingers on the back of his neck rubs gently her forefingers reaching for his temples. The small bells attached to her nipple clamps jangle unexpectedly causing her to jump back in shock, realizing what she had done immediately resumes her position and task. ...