(story continues from Adventures being Tied and Edged by Guys 1: Scott in Atlanta) Authors note: I am a straight guy with a lifelong love of bondage. I have had a special love for edging ever since I saw my big sister’s “Joy of Sex” with the picture the guy tied spread eagle while the girl sat on him and teased his cock. I have tied and been tied by women many times, and enjoyed it thoroughly. However, when they took the dom role, I never felt like they were enjoying it. A few years ago, after reading some stories by Strand Ankler, I started thinking about what it would be like to be tied by another guy. Someone who wouldn’t “be nice”, and would be doing it to me for his own pleasure, not mine. ...

Part 1 Edgar Underwood, that’s me, just wandered into the brighly lit store without much conscious thought about the matter. I had just broken up with my latest girlfriend because of a suggestion I’d made last night. Next time I make sure, I thought angrily while my libido guided my steps. “Can I help you?” I jumped at the interruption and looked up at the handsome woman with silver-streaked black hair and intense grey eyes that had asked me the question. “Um… sorry?” As you can tell, this was not my most brilliant conversation. ...

(story continues from Adventures of a Sex Doll)_ Part 2 Later, I pulled the car up into the long driveway. Ms. Winna lived practically in the woods, a good place for her group, I supposed. There were several cars already here so I guessed they were all present. I turned off the car and we all exited the car. Two Roxys followed me to the medium-sized house’s entrance, Desire in my girlfriend’s clothes. You couldn’t tell them apart physically; they really looked like twins. Unless you lifted them up. ...

(story continues from Adventures of a Sex Doll 2)_ Part 3 Roxy phoned the next day, much to my pleasure and relief. Everything had gone well, I had even saw my ‘death’ in the papers. When I told her my job offer from last night she was floored. “Three million dollars???” she gasped. “WHAT are you going to do?” “Fulfil a fantasy of his and test some of my abilities at the same time,” I hedged. ...

Chapter 1: Suzy’s Surprise Prior to purchasing my small townhouse, I had bought a 2 bedroom apartment with a good friend from my work called Brad. He now owned the apartment outright and we still only lived about half a mile apart, keeping in regular contact. Whilst flat-sharing we had obviously become good friends, and as you would expect from two single blokes in their mid-twenties, made ourselves scarce when the other had brought a girlfriend back to the flat. We often talked about girlfriends and sex, but I had never mentioned either my interest in bondage and certainly not my participation in it with Suzy. This story relates to one of the very first pranks I ever played on Suzy. ...

(story continues from Adventures of Suzy) Chapter 2: Suzy on film Following on from my last story, this also involved my then girlfriend Suzy and occurred about 10 years ago, in fact a few months earlier than the previous little game. Although we both had our own apartments, mine was actually a 2-bed townhouse and was substantially larger than Suzy’s studio flat - she also felt more comfortable ‘playing’ at mine. If we were going out anywhere I would invariably pick her up, if we were planning to spend time at mine she would often drive over to me. This was just one of those occasions, Saturday evening and all day Sunday at my house. ...

(story continues from Adventures of Suzy 2) Chapter 3: Suzy’s Exposure We had been together for about 2 years by this time and Suzy had become as much into bondage as I was. After starting out with scarves and ties, she soon got to enjoy quite strict rope bondage and just loved being blindfolded. So much so that our first proper bondage ’toy’ was a padded leather blindfold. She really got turned on by being unable to see while tied up. For our first anniversary I bought her a set of 4 leather cuffs and a ballgag, (as well as a special meal out too!). Now she could be spread-eagled and teased for even longer than when in rope bondage ! ...

(story continues from Adventures of Suzy 3) Chapter 5: Suzy in Leather This prank on Suzy was the result of a birthday present for myself !! Birthdays had usually taken the form of a nice restaurant, a night out, followed by either Suzy surprising me with some sexy lingerie and some adventurous sex or me surprising her with some new ’toy’ and giving her a night to remember. Well, I decided to turn the tables on Suzy, for my own benefit. As we still both had our own places, Suzy drove over to mine for Saturday lunchtime, as I’d had a drink after work Friday with my mates and needed a lay in. She dropped off her bag in the bedroom and we went out for the rest of the day, having dinner and evening together just as normal. We then headed back to mine for some playtime and sex. ...

Chapter Six - Suzy Re-bound Part One Having thoroughly enjoyed helping me tie, tease and torment my current, but soon to be ’ex’ girlfriend, Suzy had driven us back to her place and invited me in for a coffee, then lunch. I wasn’t too sure how this would end up, until Suzy said, “And bring that bag of toys in with you, I want my turn again now”. Suzy suggested we “continue where we’d left off”. Never one to refuse an offer to tie up a sexy, willing lady I very happily obliged. ...

Lucy had worked as a personal assistant for Donald Vickers, a corporate lawyer working on his own, for about eighteen months and she had found him to be a most generous boss. If she showed up a few minutes late on a Monday morning or made a typing error when filing away the odd document, he never scolded her beyond a disappointed look that was evident in his eyes. The only demand that Donald ever made of Lucy was that when he asked her, she would available to work after normal business hours. ...

I have a friend Lisa who works in the transportation hospitality business in the Orlando area. Her job is to arrange transportation from Orlando International Airport to various hotels as people call in with their travel plans. As I had an opportunity to do some business travel in the Orlando area, I thought that I would unveil the opportunity to use her services and in the process see my friend. The business meeting was for first thing Monday morning and I arrived in Orlando late Friday evening. I planned my trip this way so that I could get over jet lag and to spend as much time as I could with my friend. She also knows that I am into BDSM as I’ve told her a long time ago. Obviously, you know something is going to happen because otherwise I would not be writing the story. I just didn’t expect it to be in this fashion. ...

For my Alice, with love. ‘What have we here? Guess this came out of the entertainment budget. Oh well, I suppose it could have been something frivolous like, oh, replacing the dishwasher. Ah, well, priorities.’ I look at the box, half hidden under the bed, and laugh a bit wryly. ‘He paid that much for you? Wow. You’re a high class whore doll, aren’t you, Adventurous Alice. Hm. Let’s see: …Eyes open in wonder as she sits up, and close in orgasmic pleasure as she swoons delicately in your arms.’ ...

Alice & Amanda 1: The First Night It was like magic. Nothing like this had ever happened to me. I was so surprised by the entire situation that it took me awhile to even start to respond to the passionate kiss that she was giving me. We had just met, but already I felt like I wanted to share my heart with this woman whose tongue seemed to explore every corner of my mouth. ...

(story continues from Alice & Amanda 1: The First Night)_ Alice & Amanda 2: Living Together Even the sound that the fabric of her dress made turned me on as I squeezed her closer to my naked body. I loved how she looked in the green summer dress that I had made her wear for me today. I couldn’t believe how much love and passion I felt towards this woman and it felt that no matter how tightly I held her against my body, it could never be close enough. I even felt her underwear through the dress and the sound of her heartbeat was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. ...

(story continues from Alice & Amanda 2: Living Together)_ _continues from part 2 Part 3: Mistress Amanda I woke up to the distinct sound of handcuffs being clicked in place. It took me a moment to realize that they were my hands being firmly locked behind my back with expert handling. And the moment I realized it, a bolt of excitement shot through my body. Today was my turn to be submissive to Amanda and I had been looking for this for quite some while. The last two times it was my turn had to be postponed because the first time I was sick and then some uninvited guests showed up on our door. It wasn’t a pleasant surprise although we were happy to see our friends, but it took a lot of panicky hiding of some unsocial items, ready for our day of fun and games. ...

(story continues from Alice & Amanda 3: Mistress Amanda)_ Part 4: Subbing Together I felt a familiar shiver going through my body as Amanda was checking that the ropes, buckles and cuffs were tightly, but comfortably securing my captivity. The shiver was familiar and Amanda was familiar, but almost nothing else about what was transpiring was. I was standing naked in the bathroom of our longtime friends, Jenny and Susan, a wealthy couple who had turned their mansion into the epicentre of everything BDSM in our area. A kinky old tired stereotype, as they were the first to admit. They had made quite a name of themselves, running a BDSM equipment business at the side to support their own, very public, hedonistic lives. ...

(story continues from Alice & Amanda 4: Subbing Together)_ Part 5: Surprises I felt a little jolt of excitement going trough my body as I reminded myself that I was once again comfortably tied up. I tried to pull my hands apart, but the attempt was doomed as the soft rope tying my wrists firmly together didn’t give way. Amanda clearly noticed my attempt and put her arm snugly around me. She leaned to me slightly as we continued to watch television. ...

MMMMMPHPH! God this is taking a lot longer then it should. My nipples are killing me, and my arms feel like they are going to fall off. How the hell did I get into this mess! I wish Greg were here. He would save me. I have got to figure a way out of this mess, but first let’s back the story up a little bit and go back to before I got myself into this mess. ...

Have you ever wondered what the typical Young English innocent girl does when her partner has to go away on business for the weekend. You know the scene you have seen the program on the telly, Its too wet to sit outside and of course all the house work is done. The story below happened to me a few months ago and is true in every detail, I dedicate this story’to all the long suffering self bondage addicts who I am sure have had similar experiences of their own. ...

It was dusk, on the second of January 2002, the day Wanda gave me her key and security code number and said, “This makes us official.” “Hi, Tiffany? Thank goodness you’re home.” “This isn’t Tiffany. I’m her roommate, Roberta. Can I take a message? She’s very tied up at the moment.” “…Uh?” “Who is this?” “This is Barbara Byrd, and no, you can’t take a message. This is an emergency. I must speak with Tiffany now! It’s a matter of life and death!” ...