This story is totally fictitious. Any resemblance of the characters to actual or real people is coincidental. If you are one of the characters in this story or know someone like the characters portrayed in this story…I want to meet them…or you…or whatever. As far as I know Tyte-Fit does not exist. If it does, consider this to be free advertising. This story is about latex fetish and contains adult viewing material. If you are offended by sexual situations, please read no further or blame me not you will. If you enjoyed The Dark Side of Jenny, or The Adventures of Latex Suzie (unfinished), then you should find this entertaining. Finally, this story was inspired by a picture I saw on Rubberwoman’s site…RW ...

story continued from part one_ Chapter Two Part 6 I couldn’t wait to see her again. It had been a long night (and day). All I could think about was our first date. It seems silly I know, but I was already falling pretty hard for her. The trip down that country road seemed so much shorter this time. I smiled to myself as I passed the spot where I first saw Sandy…where I picked her up…the road into her place. I had the essential first-date butterflies as I parked my car next to Kim’s at the side of the house. I rang the bell at the front, but there was no answer. Figuring that Sandy must still be working, I headed around to the shop. Kim greeted me with a big smile, “I don’t know exactly what’s going on with you two, but Sandy’s been a mess all day! She’s been singing and laughing and knocking stuff over…way to go Jake!” “Where is she?” “She’s in her office. She thought you’d be here soon, so she wanted to finish up a couple of sketches. Get work totally off her mind, ya know? So what are the plans for tonight? She wouldn’t tell me.” “That’s because she doesn’t know”, I retorted. “Probably dinner. Maybe we’ll go dancing. We’ll see.” ...

This story is totally fictitious. Any resemblance of the characters to actual or real people is coincidental. If you are one of the characters in this story or know someone like the characters portrayed in this story…I want to meet them…or you…or whatever. As far as I know Tyte-Fit does not exist. If it does, consider this to be free advertising. This story is about latex fetish and contains adult viewing material. If you are offended by sexual situations, please read no further or blame me not you will. If you enjoyed The Dark Side of Jenny, or The Adventures of Latex Suzie (unfinished), then you should find this entertaining. Finally, this story was inspired by a picture I saw on Rubberwoman’s site…RW ...

This story is totally fictitious. Any resemblance of the characters to actual or real people is coincidental. If you are one of the characters in this story or know someone like the characters portrayed in this story…I want to meet them…or you…or whatever. As far as I know Tyte-Fit does not exist. If it does, consider this to be free advertising. This story is about latex fetish and contains adult viewing material. If you are offended by sexual situations, please read no further or blame me not you will. If you enjoyed The Dark Side of Jenny, or The Adventures of Latex Suzie (unfinished), then you should find this entertaining. Finally, this story was inspired by a picture I saw on Rubberwoman’s site…RW - hope you don’t mind the plug! ~ Jake Chapter Four Part 7 ...

This story is totally fictitious. Any resemblance of the characters to actual or real people is coincidental. If you are one of the characters in this story or know someone like the characters portrayed in this story…I want to meet them…or you…or whatever. As far as I know Tyte-Fit does not exist. If it does, consider this to be free advertising. This story is about latex fetish and contains adult viewing material. If you are offended by sexual situations, please read no further or blame me not you will. If you enjoyed The Dark Side of Jenny, or The Adventures of Latex Suzie (unfinished), then you should find this entertaining. Finally, this story was inspired by a picture I saw on Rubberwoman’s site…RW ...

Joseph Mackenzie definitely had it made. Well, mostly. Ok, so he didn’t have the money of the guys at the top, but he definitely had more than the ones at the bottom. And maybe he didn’t have the power of those higher ups, but he could and did exercise his authority over those lower than himself. Also, he might not have all those women all over him, doting on him in a pretense of love, but he could afford to rent the next best thing. So, yeah, Joey Mack had it made. Mostly. ...

Erosboutique & Grometsplaza Latex story competition 2004 The things I do for the company. I was in the lady’s room, standing on a toilet in order to get close to a heat vent. In the men’s room Cliff, our VP, was working out the details for skimming company profits. Catching him was going to be tricky. As far as I could tell, he hadn’t done anything yet. There would be a narrow window of opportunity between when he actually did something and when he fled. If I had enough details I could arrange for his arrest then. If he actually managed to get away with the money the company would be out of business in a week. ...

Friday night can mean different things to different people. For some, it’s the end of the work week, a chance to get away from the job for a while. For others, the beginning of the weekend means a chance to party, to see and be seen, or simply a chance to relax. In the James home, Friday night meant an argument. Always. “Why not?” Brad James sighed. It was the same thing every week. Jenny wanted to go clubbing with her friends, and Brad always said no. And always for the same reason. ...

Jenny lay relishing the added tension each wrap Ken applied to her naked and aroused body the smell of the tape and the sound of it being rolled off the reel was intoxicating for her. She had begged him for weeks, knowing he would be gone overnight, to wrap her tightly from head to toe mummifying her tightly in the tape. She wanted to be left totally helpless for twenty four hours with only her favorite vibrators to keep her aroused and forcing her to have multiple orgasms. Jenny loved having Ken restrain and torture her mercilessly for hours stroking and teasing her but the idea of being totally helpless unable to free herself or stop any of the sensations that were forced on her kept her mind occupied for hours each day. ...

Entry from the S(A)X Leather Bondage Story competition 2005 Do you ever get the feeling that your life is a waste? That everything you do is nothing more then a time killer? That was my life. If one seeks to find personal enlightment and fulfillment, then having a desk job will most likely not get you there. Day in, day out, doing endless paperwork and forms. Taking coffee breaks. Eating doughnuts in the staff lounge. Five days a week, four weeks a month, twelve months a year. It just didn’t end. As one can imagine, I was desperate for something different. Something new, something exciting. So, one day while at my desk, I asked God for help. “God.” I thought. “Can you help me get out of this mess? I want something new, something fulfilling” ...

In all my years visiting professional dominatrixes, rather ironically, the most explosive, mind shattering orgasm I ever experienced occurred during a visit to an absolute newcomer and complete novice at the game. She had just left University and had become vaguely aware of the S/M scene at some Skin Two parties. (An English rubber and fetish magazine) Correctly surmising that playing at a mistress would earn her more than any job she was likely to get – and having very little capital, she set up shop by renting a room in a squat! After fitting it up with some bare essentials, she placed an advert and her picture in the relevant contact magazines, sat back and waited for some clients. I received one of the magazines early as I had a subscription to it and I wrote off right away. And so it came to pass that I was one of her first ‘customers’. ...

In all my years visiting professional dominatrixes, rather ironically, the most explosive, mind shattering orgasm I ever experienced occurred during a visit to an absolute newcomer and complete novice at the game. She had just left University and had become vaguely aware of the S/M scene at some Skin Two parties. (An English rubber and fetish magazine) Correctly surmising that playing at a mistress would earn her more than any job she was likely to get – and having very little capital, she set up shop by renting a room in a squat! After fitting it up with some bare essentials, she placed an advert and her picture in the relevant contact magazines, sat back and waited for some clients. I received one of the magazines early as I had a subscription to it and I wrote off right away. And so it came to pass that I was one of her first ‘customers’. ...

The following story is the first part in a series of stories that describe real self-bondage experiences of the author. I would appreciate any feedback you my have. [email protected] University Bondage: 101. While at graduate school, I would spend many nights working at school trying to crank out another couple of pages of the dissertation. For many students, this is an extremely stressful time, and I was no exception. It seemed the more stressed I got, the more I thought of bondage. I didn’t have the privacy at home I needed to satisfy my self-bondage urges, and so I started satisfying my need for bondage at school. ...

Steve and Monica met each other in a local bar. They talked for a couple of hours, getting to really know each other. After a while they felt their own urges building up inside them. Wanting a release, Steve made the first move, “Would you like to go back to my place for a while, maybe kick back and watch a movie?” Steve, feeling he had finally conquered a rejection problem he had for a while, got a very unexpected answer. ...