Cages on Gromet's Plaza Archive

The Kingdom

Tue, 24 Apr 2018 00:00:00 +0000

story continued from chapter three

Chapter 4: Storming the Castle

I awoke to the loud squeal of the subway car as we slowed down. I opened my eyes and squinted through the brightness. I groaned in pain as I straightened up into a seated position. Damn, my muscles were sore!

Eric must have laid his camouflage jacket across me while I slept because it slid to the ground as I sat upright. He was facing the opposite direction, staring out the window. I rubbed my eyes and followed his gaze toward the large, well-lit underground subway station we had entered. The platforms were bustling with male guards and hunters dressed in camouflage. Moments later, the train lurched to a full stop and the door slid open.

Just Deserts

Tue, 18 Jul 2017 00:00:00 +0000

CAUTION: This story is intended purely as a fantasy. Do not attempt to recreate this scenario in real life! (Though it would be pretty cool.) Do not use without the author’s permission.

Janine was barely conscious, but she realized she was naked. What had brought her around was that something was being inserted into her ass. Something large. With alarm, she noted that once it was in, it swelled a little more, stretching her rectum. She could feel that she was lying on a cold, hard table, and that rubber-gloved hands were manipulating her. She wanted to see what was going on, but there was some kind of blindfold over her eyes. She wanted to struggle, to get away, but she was too weak to move. Her legs were raised, and she felt her feet being encased in tight, stretchy latex. Hands continued to work the latex over her legs, encasing them both in a single sleeve. This took several minutes, and then her pelvis and hips were covered, too.

The Reinvention of the Masked Man 3

Sat, 18 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Reinvention of the Masked Man 2)

Chapter 3

It had been two weeks since the capture and sale of the retired USMC Captain, suspected of being a gold digger. Bud had vowed it would be their last abduction, largely because of the urging of Donna.

Bud had announced earlier that Donna would be punished for her self-confessed infidelity, that being she had sex with another male. The punishment was to be a visit to a dominatrix, and a requirement that Donna would wear a GPS monitor at all times, permitting Bud to keep track of her movements.

The Toy Store 6: Liquidation Sale

Sun, 02 Oct 2016 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Toy Store 5: The Girls play in the Nursery)_

_continued from part 5 Part 6: Liquidation Sale

“Disposable incomes are just not what they used to be I am afraid” she said as she led me inside “So the whole stock, fixtures and fittings has had to be put on the market to meet the creditors”

The discreet door swung closed behind us and I followed a lithe arse in tight lycra trousers down a hallway into a reception room. Once it had bustled, but now there was no-one behind the plush desk, and the solid looking doors were all firmly closed.

The Stories of Bound Friends 8: Andrea and the Uncertain Future 2

Thu, 01 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Stories of Bound Friends 2.1: Andrea and the FetFair)

story continued from part eight - (part one)

Part 8: Andrea and the Uncertain Future - Part 2

Andrea’s hand shook as she reached the door. She needed to dig herself out of this hole she dug for herself, but she hated herself for wanting to. These people were awful and didn’t deserve her respect. She took a deep breath, tried to steal her nerves, and reached out for the doorknob.

Jill in a Box

Tue, 30 Dec 2014 00:00:00 +0000

Part 1

I guess I’ve always had a thing for small spaces. There is just something about being in somewhere warm dark and secure that gets to me and has done ever since I was a kid. Of course back then it was just fun but every time I played hide and seek I’d end up in a cupboard or a box or something. I’m thankful that it didn’t cause much comment really, my friends all knew that I would spend time on my own in a box or in one of my Mum’s cages

School for Lesbian Subs

Fri, 18 Jul 2014 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from School for Lesbian Subs)

Chapter Two

Part 4

We emerged from the stall and stopped. Mistress Tania was standing before us, arms crossed and eyebrow raised.

‘What kept you?’

She seemed to notice the moisture around Emma’s lips and then smiled, ‘ahh, I see. Put her with the others and then wait for me.’

Emma lead me around to the back of the stable to a waist high rail where all the others were tied, bent over.

Sue & Ali 2: The Farm

Sat, 02 Nov 2013 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Sue & Ali)

Part 2: The Farm

The excitement was building for the two girls as Sue slowly guided the car down the country dirt road toward their Uncle Ray and Aunt Tammy’s farm. Even though their father Stan had only allowed them one week, it would be an entire glorious week of vacation away from the work-a-day world of the kennel. Not that the girls actually did much work, their primary responsibility seemed to be listening to their father complain about how little they did. Add the fact that they would be spending the week with their cousins Troy and RJ and…

The Pet Store

Thu, 10 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000

It had been about 18 months since Sarah had left me, my wife of 5 years. We met in high school and fell in love immediately. We were both into some pretty crazy things, we loved bdsm and tying one another up, and I have quite the anal fetish, but over the years we drifted apart, and despite some crazy shared fantasies we finally decided to end it. Since then I have been quite lonely and very horny.

I, Masochist - Chapter 1: Performance Art

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter 1: Performance Art

A college professor presents a performance art production of “I, Masochist” with a little technical help from W. Afterwards, the professor who referred the masochistic models to her asks her and W’s help in recording the six young women’s stories of how and why they are masochists.

The eight chapters of this story each stand on their own, but make more sense if you have read the previous chapters. These stories are loosely based on conversations I have had through the years with people who are attracted to or receive pleasure from pain, but none of the individuals depicted is based on any one person. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

R.A.B.B. Revenge Against Bad Boyfriends

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter One

Susan woke up early, and slid quietly out of the bed, leaving Tom, her new boyfriend still asleep. Creeping still naked to the kitchen, she started the coffee and turned up the thermostat. She loved being naked, especially when she knew she was being watched… there on the huge kitchen table were her three pets, naked, shivering young men, barely three feet tall squeezed into tiny barred bird cages made just for them.

R.A.B.B. Revenge Against Bad Boyfriends 2

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from R.A.B.B. Revenge Against Bad Boyfriends)

Chapter Two

Susan had barely made it back to the kitchen when her friend Patty appeared at the back door. Still naked, Susan hurriedly opened the door and ushered Patty into the warm kitchen.

“Hello little boys” Patty said with a comfortable smile to the two still shaking and shivering naked bodies in the cages nearby.

Patty approached her old boyfriend Ricky and stared a moment at the still nice hunk of meat between his legs. At half size now, it was still 4 or 5 inches long. Patty reached thru the bars and stroked him just enough to get him arroused and erect, then she pulled her hand back and left him throbbing.

Sue & Ali

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Sue and Ali stood in the doorway and watched the car pull away and head down the street as their father, Stan, waved goodbye from the end of the driveway. The girls had become very attached to the five puppies that had been rescued and brought to the kennel their father ran, and now two had been adopted by a very nice family. Sue and Ali starred at each other with moistening eyes… MAKE A HOLE! Stan pushed past the girls and entered the reception area of the kennel as the two were snapped back to reality.

The Investigative Reporter

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

There were several work camps out of state for first time young adult offenders, a kind of “tough love” approach between the juvenile justice system and real prison. This was after all the late nineteen thirties, and the science of criminal justice and punishment had come a long way in the cities since the early days, allowing for this and other experimental programs to exist. There were disturbing rumors about these places though, unorthodox practices that none the less produced a near zero rate of recidivism, provided the young offenders were not released back into the same environment that produced them in the first place. Society seemed to benefit as a whole, and the offenders were statistically never heard from again.

The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 19: The Padded Cell

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 18: A Clearer View of Things)

Chapter 19: The Padded Cell

There is a quote, often attributed to Albert Einstein (although there is some dispute over its provenance), which states that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

If this is true, then Cathy would most definitely have been certified by now, as she had by this time spent a week in extreme bondage, and had continually fought her restraints without success, yet still persevered with her attempts to free herself from what she must have by now known were inescapable circumstances. (The irony of this is, of course, that had she been pronounced insane, then the chances are that she would have ended up in a straitjacket and a padded cell, which would bring her full circle back to a situation not unlike that which had caused her to be diagnosed as mentally unstable in the first place).