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“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I am your magician for the evening,” the guy on the small stage announced. “Most of the evening I shall be doing small tricks for people at their tables, but if anyone wants to see or volunteer for any of the well known stage illusions or even request something that has not been seen, you will find small note pads on your tables; just write me a note and hand it to your waitress and I’ll see if I can oblige. I hope to do two or three items of magic on this stage for all this evening.” ...

Lori walked slowly through the forest near her home, leaning her sweat covered body back she looked at the sun rising and grunted behind the large leather gag that she had strapped so tight that the skin around each strap was puckering above and below them. The thick leather bit filled her mouth, pulled back by the twin straps that attached to the D-rings on either side. The vertical straps criss crossing her head like all the others were very wide splitting around her nose joining a single strap that ran between her eyes limiting her view. All the sturdy straps combined with the wide chin strap making it impossible to remove without unbuckling it, and of course the small padlocks made that impossible. Lori leaned her rigid body forwards again forcing her shaking legs to continue moving her towards her back yard. ...

continues from part 3 Part 4: Alone for the Holidays “What the hell is going on?” Roger wondered for what had to be the fourth time. He tried willing his arms to move, but the effects of the stunner simply made that impossible. He watched as the four figures moved around him and wondered what would come next. The day had started ordinarily enough, at least for someone in his circumstances. Although the holiday break left him without classes or responsibilities, it also left him with few options for entertainment or diversion. He had had the bad luck to come down with a serious virus that had been brought to the Academy along with the delivery of supplies almost 7 weeks ago. He certainly hadn’t been alone in getting ill; better than a quarter of the station’s student body, instructors, and staff had also contracted the virus before a quarantine managed to knock down further transmission. Unfortunately, Roger had been the last to contract the illness before this occurred. ...

continued from part 2 Part 3: Enter Sheila She ravenously ate the bites of Shrimp Scampi as quickly as he could put them into her mouth, between his bites and sips of the Chablis wine. She was angled upright on the memory-foam body-board, her raised arms and hands and spread legs and feet wrapped and taped immovably down to the appendage sections. Her entire body is covered and tightly compressed to the table with her pierced nipples sticking out. She is anxious to call her half-sister about coming out to L.A. from upstate New York after her surprising and shocking phone-call. Her 18th birthday is 10 days away, her biggest wish to “get tied-up real good!” Disneyland and all other attractions are secondary to her, the little bondage freak! ...

continued from part 1 Part 2 She woke up later that night from a strange, wonderful dream involving being out in public in extreme bondage. “Wow, what a crazy fantasy dream!” she thought, as she tried to move her bound arms to no avail. At the end, she was pissing her diaper, which she was in fact now about to do. She had no idea what time it was, as her neck-braced and ball-gagged head was completely covered in tight white vet-wrap, as was her entire torso except her squeezed, jutting breasts, with her arms and hands wrapped tightly together with elbows nearly touching behind her back. ...

She had met him through a fetish-bondage online social networking/meeting site. She had thought very long and hard about what she wanted to do with her life, leaving her old life far behind her, and the terms of a new relationship. She had to find the right man to make her most obsessive, consuming, passionate dreams come true. After a very thorough and careful culling process, here she was, happily in his wonderful loving, tight mummified embrace, her vagina and rectum stuffed with two large humming electric vibrators. ...

continued from part 7 Part 8: Mummy-dearest! He laid there completely unable to move on the cushioned massage table tape-gagged, Darlex-hooded, neck-braced, solidly mummified in tight plastic wrap and duct-tape, with layers of strong, stretchy clear plastic wrap tightly securing him to the table from collared neck to taped, pointed feet. Many long strips of wide electrical tape secure his head down immovably. The air-conditioner is running upstairs, but he is sweating in his super-tight cocooned encasement. Hours have elapsed since his wife-mistress left him to go to the salon to do massages. He feels hot and a bit anxious and nervous. “What-if” scenarios have crept into his head. He knows it is a crazy, dangerous game they are playing, making it all the more exciting and nerve-racking. ...

This story was an entry into the 2010 Winter Fetish Story Contest The new gear arrived from across the country on Thursday, sooner than expected. She had told him that if the order from Winter Fetish arrived by the weekend, she wanted a real bondage weekend of relentless, strict, total sensory deprivation bondage from him. He would be very obliging. “I want to be in constant, really strict bondage the entire weekend, from Friday night through Sunday night!” she told him. “I want you to be real tough and creative! This must be the ultimate bondage weekend for me! No rules, but you must keep me bound and gagged throughout! Keep me blinded, as much as possible! Only give me liquids, through the appropriate gag. Do with me sexually as you wish! Put my chastity belt on with vibrators, screw me, torment me, whatever! Carte blanche, Marky! You know I like things real tight and strict! Don’t hold back!” ...

continued from part 4 Part 5: Maximummification At last, the unraveling of her awesome rope-web trapping her splinted, casted, spread-eagled victim down completely immovably on the bed had begun. She’d taken pictures from all angles to document the experience, admiring her thoroughness, strictness and creativity. Wife-spider-mistress was certainly not fooling around with binding him up, she was completely obsessive about it, taking it to the highest levels! She was really into this game like never before and he was shocked and amazed at her. She was a woman obsessed and possessed, alright! And he was in for more mind-boggling mummification bondage for the overnight and the next day! ...

Do you really think you are safe and sound when completely wrapped in your bandage as a mummy, could this happen to you? The evening started off pretty much as any other, I suggested a session of sexual teasing and making mad passionate love, then it was suggested that I should be Mummified, I agreed if he did all the work and carried me upstairs. I was soon whisked up in his arms and carried upstairs in his strong muscular arms, Len had always been a bit of a he man, I was all ready naked and in that mood were he could do anything to me and I would let him. I was placed on the board we used, his large yet gentle hands caressed my body as his lips met mine, I was deliriously in passionate love, I was there for him to do as he wished with, we were going to have a good evening. ...

If you are honest you have to admit if you look back into your past there, as sure as eggs are eggs there will be that someone special the one you should have tried a little harder not to let slip through your fingers, there is always one in every book. At first glance I suppose the person who seems to stand out above all other’s is the Male who appears in my story “Mr Magic Fingers” surly this man with his magic touch that turned me on as I had never been turned on by anyone before had to be the one, I never saw him as I was tied down and blindfolded but he knew every button to press. I can honestly say it was the first time I had been subjected to multiple orgasms till my mind lost control and sexual desire took over. ...

Just a little story that happened to me some years ago and seems funny when I look back on it now, But at the time I was hoping the floor would open up and swallow me. I had just finished my night shift at the local hospital; it was the weekend, 8 AM. I had looked forward to being mummified all week long. I walked in the house Len my partner had just got up and was having breakfast, I called across I am just going to have a shower then we can start, he blew me a kiss and I went to the shower room. ...

The story below is what every one wants who is into mummification. A personal helper who is willing to be trained to the standard required and beyond, so what ever your whim she will obey Part One I had always been into mummification so when my partner went away on business for sometimes a week or more I would resort to self bondage. Well it worked quite well for me to a point; I had several adventures from time to time by nearly being discovered by window cleaners and various tradesmen who called unexpectedly. But the real love of my life was Mummification either reading about it or being mummified myself and it is not the sort of thing you can advertise for in the British press, ...

A little story for you most of the readers are complaining its only the males that get pushed to the limit, well just to disappoint them this is the story of Wendy’s first time as a mummy and as I say at the end of the story “its all in the mind” Wendy’s a Mummy In one of my previous stories I mentioned Wendy, well to save you referring back to the story Wendy was a lady who dreamt of being mummified as in one of my stories. She lives not far from me a matter of ten minutes by car. We had discussed what each of us had done in the self bondage game and I realized she was serious about going a little further than most people, I explained I was well into mummification plus I enjoyed tormenting sexually my partner and a girl friend called Sue but not at the same time, ...