This short story is not for minors or anyone else that doesn’t like to read about young ladies being taken advantage of. This is copyright (c) 1997, by Spoonbender. It can be distributed freely as long as no charge is made for it and it isn’t changed in any way. If it is archived it is on the basis that I have unrestricted access to the archive. This is all pure fiction, the figment of a peculiar mind (You don’t honestly believe its real do you?) So no characters in it are based on real people, either living or dead. Don’t flame me if you don’t like my style, I’m still learning the craft. Email me if you have constructive criticism, or if you like it and want more. My address is [email protected]. ...

Our sex life has always been exciting and fulfilling. We experimented right from the start. I found a natural dominance which matched her need to submit. We craved each other like a drug. Every second apart was spent fantasising of the other and what we would do next. Through it all ran a thread of passion, intensity. We were like panting wolves devouring one another. One look from me would make her wet as I pushed her against the wall, a growl low in my throat, my thick cock, hard and bulging pressing against her. The sight of her eyes as she moistened, struggling to avert from my gaze was an aphrodisiac in itself. ...

_ *Shocking Bondage_ by Otto Dix [email protected]_ Opportunities for self-bondage are few and far between for me. That means, that when I do get opportunity, I usually ensure that the experience is intense and memorable. I plan most of my self-bondage sessions months in advance. This self-bondage experience was one of my best. In my younger days, I experimented with applying low-voltage DC currents to my penis while masturbating. I would hold a button switch in one hand and masturbate with the other. Every time I pressed the button down, a six-volt shock would go through my penis. I found that short six-volt shocks were bearable. When I went as high as 9 volts, I found it quite painful. Recently, I decided to engineer a bondage scene where I would experience 9-volt shocks to my penis. The thought of being helpless to stop the electrical torture was very arousing. But how was I going to manage such a scene, without spending tons of money on high tech devices? ...

_ *Shocking Vibrations_ Dear readers Being able to post my experiences on Gromet’s site has reinvigorated my attempts to come up with new forms of self-bondage/torture schemes. My usually self-bondage activities usually include electrical stimulation of my penis while bound. I started with DC voltage ranging from 6 to 12 volts, but found that to be too painful and often left small electrical burn marks if I was not careful. Now, I enjoy using amplified audio signals. Instead of connecting the wires to a speaker, I connect them to two steel cock rings that are placed at the base of my penis. ...

Erosboutique & Grometsplaza Latex story competition 2004 Jessica stared at the blank tunnel wall as the green line streetcar plunged underground. The other passengers, had they been paying attention, would likely have chalked up her refusal to make eye contact as nothing more than standard “T” etiquette. Jessica herself was acutely aware of the self-conscious way in which she pretended that she was the only person on the train. In fact, she wished with every fiber of her being that she was. ...

Lori showed up about two, I was walking to the cab watching the driver lift out the two bags I had helped her with before she had left then was surprised to see him hoist a third out and set it on the ground. Lori turned and grabbed me pulling me down to her and kissed me deeply, normally she would have jumped up to me wrapping her legs around me as she hugged me. I could see no lunging hug would be given this time from the tight pencil skirt she was wearing so I picked her up and swung her in a circle as we kissed. Lori had gotten her dream job, she had been desperately trying to get for years and had spent the last three months in California training. I held her out saying “Let me see the professional you!” Everything she wore screamed Lori, the skirt was especially tight holding her knees close together, she had a wide leather belt pulled tight around her thin waist and even the fitted blouse she wore amplified her attractive body. ...

From the 2018 Halloween Special Sophie slammed the door shut, giving the tyre a kick too for good measure. Of all the days to break down, things were hardly going her way today. First the Halloween activity day she’d been roped into helping out at, had been so poorly supported that she’d been bored silly manning some of the stalls. Then while trying to avoid being seen in the unflattering jumpers they had to wear, she’d hidden in a small cupboard, only to find herself an unwilling victim of a water dunking game. The guy she had hidden from, the one she was so infatuated with had then taken his turn in line to throw the balls at the target. ...

Erosboutique & Grometsplaza Latex story competition 2004 The package finally arrived, I have been so anxious. As I was opening the box, I could only guess what my “instructions” would be… This whole thing started from my curiosity with latex bondage and a strange desire to be inescapably restrained. My curiosity brought me on-line, where I discovered an entire community that shared interest similar to myself. Sometimes I would enter chat rooms and “talk” to others; this is where I met her. We began to email each other pics and links that we discovered while surfing. I even began collecting latex gear that I purchased over the net. My collection had grown to several pairs of latex panties I would sometimes wear under my clothes. I had latex opera gloves that went up over my elbows; I even had a small latex dildo I once tried. My prized piece was my boned latex corset. If this was laced properly it took 3-4 inches off my waist and made it near impossible for me to bend or breathe. After a while her normally light hearted messages started to become more serious when she asked me if I really wanted to try total latex domination and to see how serious I really was. ...

Linda shivered before dusk but not from any chill. Her “real” body was back in her apartment, hooked up to her computer which fed her mind virtual images. In this make-believe land, she stood atop a grassy ridge, naked as the day she’d been born, looking down at the sluggish brown river threading through the darkening jungle. A newbie at simucroms, she found the realism amazing. A rustle behind her brought her heart to her mouth, and she whirled to find a small Indian woman standing where none had been a moment ago. She was clothed in a sari which flowed from her compact breasts to her small bare feet like silken vapor. From her forehead, a ruby glimmered in the rising moonlight. ...

* SINDY’S SATURDAY by sin_dy He stood behind me. His arms around my waist, hugging me and swaying to the music as I gazed out the window at the birds feeding. I was in the process of getting dressed as he came up behind me. Now I could feel his cock starting to swell against my bottom. His hands instinctively moved up and began caressing my breasts. I could tell he was all worked up again; even though we had just made love late last night. ...

I always celebrate Christmas by throwing a party for my Slaves. This year I closed the store Friday night before Christmas and will be closed until the Monday after New Years. I always give my slaves airline tickets to go home and return for Christmas Eve. That is except the ones who earned a lot of demerits. These stay and decorate for my party and anyone who wants stay in town. After Christmas I take the ten top outstanding slaves on my jet to one of my island homes. I have eight island resorts. Five are an island in itself. The others are at least 10 isolated acres. The island officials are invited so no one has any complaints. There we have a good time entertaining some clients and friends. They are invited to bring some of their slaves for entertainment. In all there is about 200 to 300 party goers. ...

It had been a slow day at work, but not unusual for a Friday, as people tend to leave any IT problems on Friday afternoon until Monday. Today had been particularly slow at the office. I had given the guys an early afternoon at 16:30 so they had an extra hour for their weekend, and was sat alone in the office just in case a customer phoned in late. I checked my e-mail one last time before closing down the PC’s and doing the rounds, shutting windows and blinds, closing the office doors, quick tidy up of the work bench and then off out the main door setting the alarm and locking the main door. This weekend was a long one as the Monday following was a bank holiday, for which we are closed. I double checked the main door and walked to the car. On the way I heard my phone ping telling me I had a text message. ...

Part 1 I worked for a large national catering company. My role I suppose was dogsbody, and I was sent to various new sites and temporary sites all the time. The latest posting was at a mobile staff canteen on-site at the construction of the areas largest new shopping centre. The one thing that I always loved about my job was the amount of waste I would always be around. I knew that even the cleanest appearing places would never be far from the site of a large pile of glistening stuffed black garbage bags. ...

Author’s Note: This is a series of three stories (The last subdivided into two parts), telling the events of the past year from the view of each one of the three main characters. There will be repeating of several key events from the perspectives of at least one of the other main characters. Happy reading my friends ~ Loras Pa6 It was days like today that made me regret retiring as a professional dominatrix and returning to the world of business finance. Nothing went the way it was supposed to. I was definitely glad to be home so I could be comforted by my servants. I entered the house from the garage and my anger doubled at what I saw; only one of my two slaves were at the door waiting for me. My loyal slave kissed my shoes as I entered. “Welcome home Mistress.” ...

(story continues from Slaviversary) 2: The Slut’s Story I was serving Mistress and ‘Master’ their dinner to celebrate his first ‘slaviversary’ (what a stupid name Mistress came up with just to make ‘Master’ happy). I detested calling him Master, especially since he was no more than her submissive. But Mistress insisted he was her husband and I was nothing to her but ’the slut’. I thought back to the time only a year ago that I was a professional Domme (or as Mistress called it: a professional dominant whore, because sex was expected by my customers), with a lucrative side business of selling properly trained slaves into foreign markets. I reflect back on that time and think if I hadn’t been so greedy I would still be a free woman today. ...

(story continues from Slaviversary 2: The Slut’s Story) 3: Little Boy’s Random Memories Pt 1 I was trapped in a device of my own making… literally. Mistress had taken me to our king size bed and immediately stuffed me into the sack of her present. She kissed me through the opening and then slid herself into the shorts. I was immediately in heaven and began to try to send my wife and Mistress there too. I had succeeded, she finally tapped me on the head and told me to stop and I felt her flop back onto the bed. I had given her five squirting orgasms (something she claims she never experienced until she had me). Unfortunately that caused her to slip into what I like to call her ‘Cunnilingus Comas’ where she is so exhausted she literally passes out with me between her legs. Normally I am able to slip out and cuddle with her, sucking her nipples until she comes around. ...

A young lady named Sharna who orders a new product from a magazine. Its promoted as the worlds only smart duct tape. Its a roll which can sense when and where its needed and apply itself to whatever is desired. However the intelligence chip inside malfunctions when it makes a quick repair to a damaged microwave oven. The duct tape now decides that Sharna need repair and sets about to duct tape her until shes fixed. But Sharna isnt prepared to go under without a fight…. ...

The story of the *smart* duct tape. - The SEQUEL! Brief Synopsis: After the DT9000 finished with Sharna in the first story, it shut down and awaited its owner to either upgrade the unit or turf it with the trash. However, Sharna’s neighbour, after hearing nothing from Sharna for nearly two days, decides to come by and see if she is ok. Upon finding the house seemingly deserted, she enters through a window that Sharna often leaves open by habit, and soon finds Sharna wrapped tightly in the lounge room. ...

continued from part 3 | part 3alt Brief Synopsis: The machine had moved on to step 4, to make contact with the one who made it, and what to do with its captive Officer Lacey. Back at the hospital Sharna had had a catheter, an IV, and was wrapped up and gagged, but thanks to a new, and very dumb, doctor she escaped. As we continue: The machine moved on to step 4. To make contact with the one who made it. The machine went to the policewoman’s computer and hooked up to it via the USB and Network jacks, and then it turned the computer on. The DT9000 set its onboard clock to the time in the computer, then it logged on to the Internet to update its programming, and to find out what to do with its captive Officer Lacey. ...

(story continues from Smart Duct Tape 4) Beth was taped up waiting for Sharna and Lacey to return with her new toys. At the adult store Sharna and Lacey enter the adult store. A man from behind to counter said, “Welcome to Jo’ Bob ’s Den of Iniquities. I am Jo’ Bob ; can I be of any assistance?” Lacey says they are looking for a blue super deluxe wireless vibrator set, blue breast-milking nipple clamps with pump, and a blue leather obedience hood. The man said that he had all of the things the women had asked for and some new stuff that they may not have seen before. He showed the women the new white noise earplugs with microphone that blocked out all noise except, what was said into the microphone for full sincerer depravation, and it even come it different colors. He told the women that he had a very new item that will not be out for sale to the public for at lease six more months. He said he was beta testing it for the manufacturer. He asked if the women would like to see. They said yes. ...