(story continues from Gai-Shift 9: Chespeake)_ Chapter 10: Captain Zana Hoffsteder Captain Zana Hoffsteder stood in the warm Ecuadorian dawn which flooded the control cabin of the Unbound Pleasure. Around her, the vast airship readied itself for its inland journey. It was one of those rare times when most of the crew were at their stations and not secured for flight. Likely the only one bound was the airship’s diminutive cook, whom had been mockingly stripped and hogtied in a large serving tray in the small galley. Vegetables had been placed creatively around her. When Zana had seen this, she’d acted promptly, jamming an apple poetically into the angry woman’s mouth. One had to consider appearances, of course. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 10: Captain Zana Hoffsteder)_ Chapter 11: The Sister with the Forward Tail The late afternoon sun filled the jungle clearing with a warm glow, casting the grass in gold. There was no silence, just an ongoing chittering from monkeys and the squawk and flutter of exotic birds. Eden had returned to Earth. Then a vast shadow fell over the grasses, and a thundering rumble stilled the animal’s chatter. A moment later, a rope spun down into the grass. A woman, clad in a rubberized suit, slid down the line with expert dexterity, followed by another. The two moved quickly, looping its end around the stump of a long-fallen tree. This done, one of them waved, signaling their accomplishment. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 11: The Sister with the Forward Tail)_ Chapter 12: Bert51 to the Rescue Bert51 moaned. How had his life come to this? Only a week ago, he’d been happy in the Royal Stables, content to suffer his bondages and to occasionally jolly the lady riders. And now here he was, bound hand and foot with rough hemp ropes, laying on the woven grass carpets in the bedchamber of a juiced up Ecuadorian queen, his body throbbing after being used, molested, probed, licked, tickled, thrust, raped, wrenched, wenched, gnawed, and vacuum-pumped. The queen, it would seem, had had a strong reaction to Lady Goldwaith’s elixir. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 1: World of the Gai-Shift)_ Chapter 2: Queen Lilla’s Mission The airship Sky Groper dropped through the last of the clouds, its recombination steam engines ticking over, easing towards the Tower Bridge mooring mast. Captain Zana Hoffsteder played its wheel with a lover’s touch, quietly calling out control changes to the women sharing the bridge. She was a slender woman, her trim body well displayed in the rubberized airship suit. Hair as black as midnight tumbled over her trim shoulders. Her small lips pursed as she worked out the final maneuvers to bring her ship in. Behind the small round glasses clipped to her narrow nose, eyes as pale as high-altitude clouds coolly measured speed, distance, and closure. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 2: Queen Lilla’s Mission)_ Chapter 3: ‘Unbound Pleasure’ Chief Officer Constance Drummand crossed her slender arms and watched the bridge activity as the Unbound Pleasure climbed through 10,000 feet, turning onto yet another new heading. Constance was well out of her normal environment; her slender body sheathed in a rubber airship suit, standing in a gondola reeking of newness, on her way to some lost Ecuadorian tribe. She shook her head in amazement, her short scarlet hair brushing unfelt over her encased shoulders. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 3: ‘Unbound Pleasure’)_ Chapter 4: Bert51 Eventually, after Chief Officer Constance had her fill of tormenting her bound manni, Bert51, with fingers and darting tongue, she removed her muffling hand and allowed her tormented captive to tell his story. = O = There is not much to say about my early life. My boyhood in the state manni farm in the country was pleasant. Just days of idyllic work, schooling and play under the watchful eyes of the nannies. Occasionally an older boy would disappear following his monthly physical exam. I thought nothing of it until that day the doctor looked up, my balls cupped in her hand. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 4: Bert51)_ Chapter 5: Engine Room “So, Constance,” asked Lady Petunia Goldwaith over her coffee cup’s rim, “Would you like to see our airship’s propulsion system? Chief Officer Constance Drummand looked up from her small plate of eggs. The three women; herself, the scientist and Zana Hoffsteder, the Unbound Pleasure’s captain, were sharing a light breakfast in the rear of the bridge. The morning sun shimmered across the waves of the Atlantic Ocean some five thousand feet below. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 5: Engine Room)_ Chapter 6: Miss Anna Lady Petunia filled their glasses with a splash of bourbon, the endless sky visible through the stateroom window at her back. Constance sat in a small fold-down stool, while Captain Zana leaned against the desk, her long rubber-clad legs crossed before her. Once all the glasses were filled, she began her tale. = O = I was a quiet girl, very sweet and demure (Hoffsteder and Drummand exchanged glances at this). My childhood was very happy; good friends, Mother’s estate to race around on, a phalanx of maids to watch me, and my many science experiments. Mother was never there, of course, as she spent much of her time down in London, at play or plays-I’m not sure which. Still, I was happy enough. That is, until Miss Anna came. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 7: Pollywogs)_ Chapter 8: High Mistress of Ecuador “I didn’t think you’d be up this early,” Captain Zana Hoffsteder noted, adjusting her small glasses. “And what ever have you done to Lady Goldwaith? It’s a look that certainly works for her.” Constance Drummand knew she, herself, looked shopworn. Even crisply attired in the black leather skirt, white blouse, and boots of the London Police Force, the weariness shown through. After all, it had only been five short hours ago when Zana finally unbuckled her from the cabin bulkhead, allowing her to crumple to the decking in a post-orgasmic funk. She didn’t even remember Petra carrying her to her cabin. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 6: Miss Anna)_ Chapter 7: Pollywogs The Unbound Pleasure throbbed west, its massive shadow thrusting over Puerto Rico’s lush hills. To catch favorable winds, they dropped low over southern Cuba, the pulse of their propellers rising the faces of brightly-dressed women and imprisoned men. The warmer lower-altitude air convinced Captain Hoffsteder to order the cabin windows opened, to admit the jungle’s scent. Constance Drummand leaned out an open port, the sun hot on her rubber-clad back, the wind a caress across her cheek. Endless treetops slid past two hundred feet below, then a clearing where a naked man lay pegged out on the grass. A dark woman, scantily clad in a swimsuit, played with his body with a willowy peacock feather. She twisted to look up at the passing airship, waving gaily. Constance smiled and returned the greeting. ...

(story continues from Gai-Shift 7: Pollywogs)_ Chapter 9: Chespeake Lady Petunia Goldwaith smiled into the cloth gag that had been lovingly forced between her pearl-like teeth. She was laying on her back on a smooth plank, belts holding her amply-curved body fast. She’d been slid like a drawer into the wall of the passion hostel. From a hook at her side hung her purple dress, her boots, her corset, and the monoglove Constance had forced on her that morning. And now Constance was detained in the palace of the High Mistress of Equator, while she was waiting with expectation for… well, for whatever would happen next. ...

It is my fault. I should not have trusted Sheila, my neighbour, but she seemed so worldly wise! I suspected my husband John was having an affair and I confided in her. I wanted him back at any cost! The problem was he was into bondage and I was not! So I turned to Sheila for help! “John likes bondage eh?” I showed her the device he had put in the garage. It was a steel pole bolted to 2 tripods. It would not move. One of the legs of each of the tripods had an eyebolt screwed into it. Sheila said she thought that is where the ropes from your hands must be tied to! I bent over the bar and I could just touch both the eyebolts at once! ...

Contest Entry for the ‘Script your own Video’ Contest Jill was a little disappointed. When her friend Ellen had invited her over for some sunning in the backyard, she had thrown on her bikini and covered it up with a wrap and hurried right over. Imagine her surprise when Ellen greeted her in similar attire, but announced that she needed help in the garden before they could relax in the sun. ...

A sequel to “Treed” Vella of Gor knelt in the corner where her master had placed her. She had been kneeling for a long time, and now she had a cramp in her leg. What was keeping him? She risked a glance over her shoulder, then stood and massaged her thigh. A moment later Vitalis entered the room. He shouted, “Breaking position, slave girl? This calls for a whipping!” Vella squeaked with fear and hurriedly knelt. “I’m sorry, Master. Please, don’t whip me!” ...

Every now and then, one must be a little more direct in sharing desires with your lover. I mentioned wanting to be tied up the last time Rachel fucked my ass, but we hadn’t had time during our previous romp. So on Friday night I pulled out some old silk scarves and put them in the center of the table before dinner, hoping my partner would notice them and understand what I wanted. She caught on quicker than I’d suspected and before I’d had a chance to serve our meal, she had me in her arms, her mouth ravaging mine. ...

Half fact waiting to happen. ( And hoping most will happen ) After reading stories about packaged I became rather obsessed and aroused by the thought of it happening to me, I went on a few fetish sites and started to ask a few questions about how it could be achieved. I came across a guy (let’s call him Paul) who said he would gladly make some type of device to restrain me in while I was crated up and delivered back home to give my husband a big surprise and hopefully a lovely gift. ...

Gifts Part 1 by J&P Gifts - Part One Jim and Prue had taken their relationship to a new level, Jim was about to make himself totally dependent on Prue. She would be pleased and accept his gift or make his life a real pain – literally. ……… The slave stands waiting, knowing he had to please his Mistress. Mistress welcomes him into her dungeon. “Well slave, are you ready for me?” ...

Girl Time 1: Discovery For Carol, the time had come to solve a mystery. Myra and Sandy had been her best friends for longer than she cared to remember, and still there were things she didn’t know. Where did the two of them vanish to when they spent their mysterious weekends together? What did they do? And why did they never invite her? Now, after too long wondering, she’d decided it was time to find out. ...

(story continues from Girl Time 1: Discovery) Girl Time 2: Demonstration Helpless to escape the layers of clear plastic that pinned her naked body to the chair on which she sat, Carol could only watch as Myra dragged Sandy to the bed. Above the strips of tape that covered a mouth stuffed full of cloth, her eyes were wide, nearly frantic. “Sorry I’m in such a rush,” Myra said, lifting Sandy onto the bed, “but I need to get this done. My stun gun is the best available, but I’ve made my own modifications to it. It doesn’t just incapacitate the body like normal stun guns. My design actually causes brief periods of unconsciousness. She’ll only be out for ten to fifteen minutes, and I definitely want to be done here before she wakes up.” She smiled. “I promise I’ll get back to you as soon as I’m done here.” ...

It was time for Amy to play. She had planning this “alone” time for quite a while and it was finally here; a chunk of time in the early afternoon when she could indulge in her secret erotic pastime. Her boyfriend was going to pick her up this evening for dinner but that was the only other thing on her agenda other than some delicious self- bondage. As she gathered up a few of her favorite toys, she knew she should enjoy the warm April weather outside before it became leaden with drizzle-laden clouds. But her libido had taken over the reins to her desires so now all that was left was to indulge herself. She had gathered up her collection of leather cuffs with their various padlocks, a ball gag head harness, her favorite little pink vibrator with its twin for her anus, and a padded black leather blindfold that would encase her in her own subbie world; everything to make her bondage time downstairs very enjoyable. ...