Carpet on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Private Dreams

Mon, 30 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000

Madison had been into bondage her whole adult life, her entire body had been sculpted by the things she forced it into. The tiny waist she had was due to her passion for corsets, she had not been without one since she was eighteen, wow, eighteen she thought just over ten years ago and look at me know. Madison stood looking at the body that had gotten her everything she had ever wanted enjoying herself as she stroked her muscular legs admiring the tall heels she always wore locked on and how they forced her legs and ass to look so good. The corset she currently wore hadn’t been removed in six months and kept her waist at a svelte sixteen inches with its half cups supporting her large breasts that had been kept firm and perfectly shaped by the “bras” she was never without.

The Return Home

Sat, 28 Dec 2013 00:00:00 +0000

For Marie to suggest that she wanted to tie him was unusual, normally, Alan had to ask for it and very rarely got what he wanted. Perhaps his wife of nearly 20 years was finally getting ‘kinky’.

Alan worked abroad a great deal, installing computer systems; some major installations could take him abroad for 6 months. He was home now and didn’t have any new jobs on the horizon, not a problem as he was so well paid the house, cars and boat were all paid for, and there was plenty of money in investments and savings, so he had suggested early retirement to Marie.

The Return Home

Sat, 28 Dec 2013 00:00:00 +0000

For Marie to suggest that she wanted to tie him was unusual, normally, Alan had to ask for it and very rarely got what he wanted. Perhaps his wife of nearly 20 years was finally getting ‘kinky’.

Gai-Shift - Oasis Chapter 7: Kate's out of the Frying Pan... again!

Mon, 14 May 2012 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Gai-Shift - Oasis Chapter 6: Kate’s Plan)

Chapter 7: Kate’s out of the Frying Pan… again!

Ra’idah had it all figured out.

Years back, as a young headstrong witch, she’d been cast out of her Cairo coven; the others hadn’t seen her natural superiority as a reason to lay in languishing bondage over long nights, to be tickled and pickled by the golden-eyed Arabic dominatrix. She was warned that, should she return, they’d bind her up and keep her that way, no longer a sister-witch but a thrall, to be passed from bed to bed and need to need.

The Mummy of Bangalore

Mon, 11 Jun 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Opposites attract. Never had that been so true as with the Vadra’s.

Transferred to Bangalore, India to manage a software team, my nebbish nature had left me an isolated westerner in that sprawling city. How very nice that middle-aged Indian couple next door befriended me.

Kumar Vadra was a civil servant, rather proud of his long years of service (which, from what I could tell, involved bogging down the efforts of countless individuals beneath meaningless bureaucracy). He was a loud, balding man with a rolling belly and unbending opinions. Still, I liked him. His wife Dharsha was a sweetheart. You could tell that in her day, she’d been quite a dish. Even now, with her figure slightly filled out, she still was attractive. Her deep-set eyes, shadowed into darkness, looked out from her sad oval face. Her black hair was swept back into a bun but two ribbons fell over her eyes. She would brush them aside without noticing.

Bondage Boutique 3

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

(story continues from Bondage Boutique 2)

Part Three

One moment Roz was lounging on the couch watching Nadia parading around in lingerie, the next she was trying to fight off Jack and Glenda. The room had exploded in music at a deafening volume. Immediately Jack’s thick arm wrapped around her neck in a tight grip. Roz opened her mouth to scream when Glenda shoved a wad of cloth quickly behind her teeth.

Ever Increasing Bondage 6

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

(story continues from Ever Increasing Bondage 5)

Part 6

Lauren sighed contentedly and curled up under the duvet. The warm bedding she’d been snuggled up in for the past few hours was in stark contrast to her experience of the night before, and she was grateful for the sense of security and wellbeing that she could now savour. It was still dark outside, although the first signs that daybreak was imminent could be seen peeping through the gaps between the curtains. Her vision, however, as she gazed out into the twilight of the bedroom, was not as sharp as it would have been under normal circumstances.

Gai-Shift - Oasis Chapter 1: Kate out of the Frying Pan...

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

To understand the Gai Shift & to review the characters in this story, check out this useful guide: Gai-Shift Encyclopedia of Knowledge_

Chapter 1: Kate out of the Frying Pan…

The digital clocks of our world cannot run backwards. Constructed of circuit boards and powered by electricity, they only go forward.

The intricate pocket watches of the Gai-Shift dimension, where women are pawns of each other’s bonds and men are amusing property, can technically move backwards. By pulling the fob out, the hands of the clock can be spun in true-counterclockwise fashion.

Gai-Shift - Oasis Chapter 5: Ra'idah's Delight

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

(story continues from Gai-Shift - Oasis Chapter 4: Miriam’s Whinery)_

Chapter 5: Ra’idah’s Delight

*Whatever chance her students had had, they’d lost it.

That first day, they hadn’t quite gotten the courage to jump their new schoolmistress. They’d been about to, so close, ropes in hand, eyes flashing with intent. But she’d whirled on them with her high boots and long tight skirt, her dark eyes flashing with wicked promise. Then she’d thrust her pointer at the ringleader and sizzle-quizzed her. When she’d failed (as the schoolmistress had known she would) a flicking pointer gestured to the corner stool, the dunce seat.