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The Attic

Fri, 01 Mar 2019 00:00:00 +0000

Hi DPGSM here, After some thought, I’ve decided to try to write another story

Story / old Victorian mansion attic, Aunt, mischievous Niece and BFF.

Premise / Aunt has to go out of town on business asks Niece to house sit for a long weekend, Niece asks to bring BFF with her Niece to keep company. Niece tells BFF about the old Mansion and her Aunt and Uncle and the summers she spent with them at the house.

Kinky Car Crusher

Tue, 23 Oct 2018 00:00:00 +0000

This story is strictly fantasy! Do not try anything in it for real. The text of this story is released under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International license, meaning that you may share and modify this story so long as you credit the author, “Disposee”.

Cassie knocked on the side window of the car. “Are you two ready?” she asked.

All she heard in return were the moans of the two women in the back seat. That was answer enough. They had asked her to do this after all.

The Detectives And The Dominatrix

Thu, 30 Aug 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Story continued from part nine

Part 10: Nun But The Best

She is dressed, all in black and white rubber, as a nun.

He is familiar with this motif in the fetish scene, the rubber nun, along with the nurse and the schoolgirl, and he has seen Emily in these two other roles. But for some reason seeing her as a rubber nun, no doubt a very naughty rubber nun, makes his mouth go dry.

The Detectives And The Dominatrix

Sat, 23 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Story continued from part three

Part 4: An Idea And A First Shared Session

Emily is not one for brainstorms, but this one she thinks might actually work.

Ruby and Carol.

She’s not one for pushing people together, she hates the idea of match-making, but well, she has a feeling about this. It takes Emily only a couple of weeks to work out a plan. She has two committed, wonderful women here, and they are both, very clearly, single. Perhaps a little lonely, and yet they have so much to give. She has never considered herself a cupid, quite the contrary, although she is a dom and takes care of business in the stables, how people lived their lives outside were their business, and she would never interfere in their private lives. At first sight perhaps these two women don’t have that much in common, except their visits to Emily of course.

Man - Woman - Pony 2: Training

Thu, 11 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000

story continued from part one

Part 2: Training

It was with mixed emotions that Olivia and Tanya, or 11 and 23, emerged into the bright sunlight of a summer’s morning. They had followed each other up the back stairs of the west wing of the huge mansion in which they were being held. Olivia had followed Tanya and had admired her shiny tight rubber rear, and the wiggling of her tail as she took the stairs carefully. Now they stood docilely, side by side as their mistress clipped a short steel rod of about 9 inches to the D-rings on the sides of their belts, leaving them locked together, but not touching. They both breathed in the warm sweet air, something they had not done for a long time, and took in the limited view from between their blinkers.

The Bondage Club 6: Din, din time

Sun, 07 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Bondage Club 5: Bondage Sisters)

Part Six: Din, din time

Chapter 7

Mistress Amanda returned a couple hours later. Kendall’s arms and legs where sore from trying to hold her body upwards off of the table. Her nipples and clit where sore from the constant tugging. And her neck was sore from her sister Kim constant motion of riding the double dildo attached to her face.

Kim on the other hand was now working on her seventh orgasm. Amanda watched as Kim rode the massive dildo in her pussy up and down steadily at first and then she looked as though she was slamming herself on it. Each time she lowered herself she pulled up Kendall’s head forcing her face between Kim’s buttocks. Over and over again, faster and faster until she could not hold back and erupted once again in bliss. Her head thrown back as cries of passion where heard through her ring gag. Her body shook and she sank down, the dildo buried deep into her sex and Kendall’s nose was once more pressed against Kim’s wrinkled rose bud.

The Client –Part 5

Sun, 07 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Client Part 4)_

The Client –Part 5 by Anne Woolsey Part Five

Anne awoke early the next morning. There was no sign of Julia. The memories of the previous day came flooding back, along with the fear and loathing.

How could she have slept with that woman? Julia was nuts; certifiably insane, and had treated her very badly. She had kidnapped her for god’s sakes, binding and gagging and beating her! And yet as she thought these thoughts the embers of desire flared within her. She remembered their fevered lovemaking and despite her disgust at herself, she was aroused again.

Girl Time 3: Decisions

Sat, 29 Apr 2017 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Girl Time 2: Demonstration)

Girl Time 3: Decisions

Carol awoke to a room beginning to brighten with the light of morning. For a moment, she glanced around the room, her eyes eventually coming to rest on the bed. Her friends lay as she’d last seen them. Sandy, her body still stretched by the ropes that bound her limbs to the bed’s corner posts, snored softly. Beside her, wrists and ankles cuffed, the chains intertwined in a way that held her heels close to her ass, Myra lay face down, her face snuggled into the shorter woman’s shoulder. Both, obviously, were still sound asleep.

A Piece of Art

Sat, 05 Nov 2016 00:00:00 +0000

They were sisters. They had to be sisters. That’s what she wanted. And she was used to getting exactly what she wanted. Money was never an issue. Her agents had been trucking them for a few months and when the time was right they made sure no one would search for them. The two sisters, 20 and 22 years old, were traveling to their aunt’s house in the countryside. Their car was found in a nearby lake, crashed. Car accident, drowned, no bodies found, was the official verdict after some financial “encouragement”.

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 New House Rules 10

Tue, 28 Jun 2016 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The New House Rules 9)

Chapter 10

Part 10a

I tie Jen’s wrists together in front of her, and then loop a rope around her neck. I order her to get up and I make her hop to the back of her sofa, while holding the rope leash. I lean her over the back of the couch so her legs are behind it and her body is bent at the waist, resting over the cushions. I take a rope and tie it to her ankle bindings and pull it under the sofa. I loop it around her wrists and pull it snug, stretching her body a bit. Her ass is totally on display. After she squirms for a second, she realizes she can’t do anything to protect herself.

Racheal's Special Vacation

Sat, 14 Nov 2015 00:00:00 +0000

Here is a story about Mistress Racheal which many have asked about her serving as a slave.

It was a lovely summer day at the end of June and Racheal went to her office after enjoying her hot breakfast. She turned on her computer and checked her emails. She shook with fear as she saw an email from Mark. Mark was her Master and had also trained her as a Dominatrix. As she opened the email she saw the invite for her to spend the next week at his home. She knew this was really a command for her to spend a week as his slave, which she had agreed to spend each year, when he requested it. Racheal smiled as she remembered how much she enjoyed being his slave and making love with his lovely wife Cheryl.

Sexpo

Sun, 26 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000

Kate and Emma arrived for the final day of the exhibition. The stand was set up as it had been for the last few days, with its big glossy pictures and its collection of shinny silver restraints and cages. As per the previous days, Emma took off her jeans and t-shirt so that she was wearing only her bright red bikini and high heels. She was tall, slim and tanned and had long blonde hair that fell down over her shoulders. Kate managed the business side of the stall. She had dark hair and was more soberly dressed in smart jeans and a top.

Freedom of the Press

Tue, 14 Jul 2015 00:00:00 +0000

I am going to die of embarrassment when the media course open up tomorrow, thought Sarah. If I don’t actually die first! This is unbearable, I’m a physical wreck already and there is no way we can do anything about our situation, and if this doesn’t kill us I am going to murder Vicky myself! Vicky meanwhile was having similar thoughts, being found here like this was going to destroy any chance of being taken seriously as a journalist.

Snowbound 11: Notice of Discipline

Sun, 08 Mar 2015 00:00:00 +0000

story continued from part ten

Chapter 11: Notice of Discipline

One of the rooms in Beth’s house served as her office. After all, she was wealthy, and not only had a family fortune, but she also served on the Boards of several large corporations!

In fact, it was a fully functional office, with a computer, printer, copier, file cabinets, water dispenser, and even a coffee maker! There was even a separate desk for a secretary, if she had one!

Snowbound 9: The Discipline Society

Thu, 08 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000

story continued from part eight

Chapter 9: The Discipline Society

“Who shall I begin with?” asked Mistress Allison, to her two naked charges, bound in front of her.

“I’d like to go first, Mistress Allison,” begged Cassandra.

“Why is that, darling?”

“Because I was the one who suggested a day out to Beth, Mistress Allison,” Cassandra replied.

“That makes you guilty party, does it not?”

“Yes, Mistress!”

“I was more thinking along the lines of a coin toss or having Kate draw high card for you two. There is at least and element of chance there in determining who goes first. But if you’re offering yourself, then that is all right with me!”

Snowbound 8: Cabin Fever

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

story continued from part seven

Chapter 8: Cabin Fever

In the weeks since Cassandra had agreed to become Beth’s employee and bondage companion, her life now truly revolved around bondage and discipline. After the nearly catastrophic day when she interrupted Mistress Allison when she had been flogging Kate; all because Kate had not asked Mistress Allison if she could give Cassandra a tour of the Playroom. Her punishment for her transgression was to choose the instrument of her own discipline; and she had decided upon the fearsome black leather whip. Cassandra had undergone a terrible ordeal that had left her marked, but at the same time she had experienced a great sexual climax as the lines between pain and pleasure had melted away.

Snowbound 7: Cassandra is Whipped!

Mon, 08 Dec 2014 00:00:00 +0000

story continued from part six

Chapter 7: Cassandra is Whipped!

“Kiss the whip!” ordered Mistress Allison.

Never in her entire life had Cassandra ever felt so exposed and vulnerable! She realized that until now she had merely been playing around the edges of submission. Cassandra realized that her prior experiences before entering Beth’s house had been the equivalent of dipping her toes in the water. Everything that she had done here was merely preparation for what she would now undergo!

Double Cross

Wed, 12 Nov 2014 00:00:00 +0000

SYNOPSIS: a mean spirited 19 year old female, hires a dominatrix as, revenge upon a female acquaintance for allegedly stealing the male she had hoped to date.

Amy and Mary Jo were both nineteen years old, having graduated from high school together, with their relationship best characterized as one of jealously and mutual disdain.

The jealously was strictly one sided. Amy, an attractive petite brunette, was a big hit with the guys, and was able to be quite selective as to whom she dated.

Snowbound 5: Wage Slavery

Mon, 10 Nov 2014 00:00:00 +0000

story continued from part four

Chapter 5: Wage Slavery

When Cassandra awoke the next morning, she found that she was alone in the cot. Beth was in front of the prison sink/toilet; calmly brushing her teeth.

“Good morning,” said Beth.

“Good morning,” Cassandra replied as she sat up, naked as her companion.

Beth washed her mouth out with a cup of water, then proceeded to wash her face. When she was finished, she toweled herself off.

Riding Lessons 5

Fri, 10 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000

story continues from part four

Part 5

It had been sometime since my beautiful mistress had placed a collar around my neck and that of my new ‘sister’ Sarah. I had effectively given up my work, however the money raised by an app I had created kept nicely filling my bank account as I toiled for Hilary as an unpaid stable hand and slave.

You see I was no longer Claire Fullerton, systems analyst and developer who had enjoyed a hobby riding and liveried my horse at the stables of a local event rider, I was now just ‘you’ or ‘slave’ to my mistress. I had let my house and lived, sharing the stable flat with Sarah.

Riding Lessons 4

Sat, 05 Jul 2014 00:00:00 +0000

story continues from part three

Part 4

My mind was reeling after I left the grooms flat the next day. We had cum so many times together, now I drove myself home, cleaner but with a slight tang of horse manure hanging in my nostrils, I was sure, as I visited the local supermarket that people noticed that I still smelled but I lived in a rural location and the scent of muck was familiar and just marked you as a local rather than a holidaying townie so I wore my mixed scent, the hint of female musk tangled with the remains of the muck heap as a badge of honour.

Tie Up Games

Mon, 16 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000

(Content warning - young girls playing tie up games)

“Emily. Jane. I have put the dinner on. It will ready in an hour.”

I called out to my daughter Emily and her friend.

Emily had asked to have a friend over for a sleep over this weekend and I had agreed. Jane was a nice kid and treated my husband and I and especially the house with respect when she had played over before. Jane was totally different from some of the other little horrors Emily had invited over to play.

The Farm 4: Livestock

Fri, 25 Apr 2014 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Farm 3: Revolution on the Farm)

The Farm 4: Livestock

I purchased this pair from Her Ladyships farm next door. She had some sort of going out of business sale and had to liquidate all of her, shall we say ‘specialist’ livestock, and I bought this handsome beast. Or pair of beasts. It is sort of hard to be sure how I should describe it. But it or they are a beast to behold and a worthy addition to my little collection.

SaM's Place 5: Final Judgement

Tue, 14 Jan 2014 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from SaM’s Place 4: Pledges and Revenge)

_Warning Chapter 13 contains scenes of a stage show involoving animals and sex, if you do not wish to read this then skip to chapter 14, click here_Part Five*

Chapter 13: Spring Break

Another jurywoman stood. “For your ninth story, Evelyn, tell us of an experience where you ended up in trouble with the law for what you had done.

Evelyn laughed. “That takes me back to my college days again. I hope you don’t think that I am pre-occupied with reliving my college days of glory, but there were some really memorable moments back then. The delta girls and I had so much fun together. But I guess you want to hear the story, not some nostalgic remembrances.”

Family Ties 2: Let the Games Begin

Thu, 15 Aug 2013 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Family Ties)

Part 2: Let the Games Begin

“I would love to see the letter my dear.”

Ken and Kyle were out with friends and Janice and Kelly accepted Uncle Sy’s invitation to dine out with him. Sy had just returned from a trip and was eager to be updated on family affairs, especially Kelly’s decision on college.

Sy took the letter from Kelly and chose to read aloud.

White Trash Dominatrix

Sun, 07 Jul 2013 00:00:00 +0000

For Brianna the passing of her elderly grandmother was a welcome blessing. The deceased had willed her house to Brianna, which meant she now had a permanent residence, with no need to room with undesirable male or female companions. Brianna, a thirty year old full figured brunette, could charitably be described as white trash. She had never held a full time job, and had shacked with various companions, mostly male, until her welcome wore off and she was evicted.

Adventures in Lunching

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 00:00:00 +0000

“Dull… dull… dull!” Debbie mumbled to herself as she leafed through the papers on her desk. She’d just finished a lengthy report. God what a chore! And now she had to deal with these new accounts. It would take a while to sort these out to work out which to deal with first. She leaned back and sighed.

“Oh F^%&*!$ll!” came the expletive from the adjoining cubical. Debbie laughed to herself then got up and stuck her head over the low dividing wall.

Doll House

Tue, 30 Oct 2012 00:00:00 +0000

A Halloween Special 2012 Tale

“What are you doing!? Stop it! Stop it!”

The pregnant woman rubbed her belly in that absent-minded way expecting mothers do.

“I’m going to fulfill my ancestor’s legacy, thanks to you, professor - and the girl.”

The girl lay naked on a wooded table. A large, glass jar, kind of an inverted tub, enclosed her. The room was straight out of Dr. Jeckyll’s laboratory with shelves of oddly-shaped jars full of strange-looking content. A flame flickered beneath a beaker. Bubbles rose through a spiral tube, green liquid dripped into a flask. There were no windows. The only sign of modernity was the fluorescent lamp hanging overhead. The professor, sensibly dressed in slacks and a pale green, fluffy sweater was fastened to the heavy wooden chair. A thick leather strap encircled her throat, another her chest, a third her waist. More straps secured her wrists and ankles.

Rubber Madame 5: Twin Maids

Fri, 31 Aug 2012 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part four

Chapter 5: Twin Maids

As a rule i much prefer to be told what to do or at least have a plan of action to follow but on that day i rather enjoyed the thought of several hours of freedom. After washing myself, the horse and the tack i redressed in my travelling clothes: black half millimetre stockings, panties and bra, the severe corset and short long sleeved heavy dress. To finish i laced up the spiky knee length stiletto boots and headed back to the main house. I felt very comfortable and at home as i prepared a light meal. Afterwards as i sipped a cup of tea at the kitchen table and watched the snow melting in the yard through the sunny window i realized how desperately i wanted to be with Rubber Madame again. Not since i had moved into her home almost a year ago, altering my life forever, had i been away from her astonishing and regal presence for more than a day. Now feeling happy and content in John’s kitchen, the weight of my love for Madame and our life overtook me like rising floodwater. I felt that somehow i’d almost been taking my new life for granted; plucked from boredom and loneliness and transported into Mistress’ world almost overnight i had adapted quickly to my newfound joy and very quickly forgot where i had come from and the strange series of events that had brought me the unimagined bliss of reuniting with my missing half. Brushing away a tear i gave my silent thanks and resolved to do my best to appreciate my new life and live up to Madame’s high standards.

Sex Worm

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +0000

Kelly and Kris had confided their little secret to JoAnn, a trusted friend they had met this year in med school. Their secret being they liked to tie each other up and sexually torment each other. They had been at this for the entire year to date, but had to keep it hush, hush due to their third roommate Holly not knowing and to the best of Kelly and Kris’s knowledge would not approve one bit.

The Tale of Tim & Carol Part 2 Chapter 5: Carol Receives More Advice

Sun, 19 Feb 2012 00:00:00 +0000

continued from Chapter Four

PART TWO – CAROL FINISHES THE STORY

Chapter 5: Carol Receives More Advice

Tim arrived home the next day, and for the next week of course we made love. Each time I tried to introduce more latex into the equation and he was willing, but again I knew he wanted to please me but this was not his instigating. He asked me about the haircut and I said Monica had done it while he was away, and he said he liked it, he obviously noticed my new rings and he now noted they were gold and they looked fantastic. I replied that Monica had also done those. Then he saw the red weals on my buttocks and he knew that Monica had also been responsible for those too.

The Tale of Tim & Carol Part 2 Chapter 4: Cheating on Tim - Twice

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 00:00:00 +0000

continued from Chapter Three

PART TWO – CAROL FINISHES THE STORY

Chapter 4: Cheating on Tim - Twice

I went to see Ann first, but I had a request. I wanted Suzy to do her dirty deeds on me, and if Ann wouldn’t mind, her too. Suzy is so open and candid, she loved the idea, she and Ann are so tight there is not a jealous bone in her body, and the idea of giving me some serious punishment really appealed to her.

That Crackling Sound

Wed, 04 Jan 2012 00:00:00 +0000

That crackling sound is starting to get to me now. I know she cannot help it, but it is seriously starting to get on my nerves. The source of that terrible sound is in front of me on a table. A sturdy table with a sole occupant who has very little choice in the matter. Every tiny movement she makes is accompanied by a faint crackling sound, and no matter how hard she tries she is quite unable to stay still. And I cannot really blame her. If it was me on that table I doubt I would be able to keep still either.

Breaking & Entering

Thu, 12 May 2011 00:00:00 +0000

Breaking & Entering – A Sally West Misadventure

Police officers are often bored, waiting for something to happen. Intelligent and conscientious ones get bored quite frequently. This was precisely the condition of PCs Sally West and Yasmin Khan on a fateful, rainy, quiet late September night in the more prosperous end of Queen’s Bush. The two young women had driven their patrol car around aimlessly, had followed and stopped a car being driven inconsistently only to find the driver was an ancient vicar with no hint of alcohol on his breath at all, had hung around the most troublesome pub till closing time hoping for trouble but getting only a well-dressed businessman with spectacles who had approached the car, asked “Are you two working girls? How much, then?” and been lectured on female emancipation and sexual exploitation till he cried for mercy.

Turmoil 14: Amends

Thu, 28 Apr 2011 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 13

Chapter 14: Amends

The cat lay on top of the large fridge, listening cautiously as she made herself as flat and inconspicuous as possible. It was a warm and nice place to rest, and she didn’t want anyone to come after her with a broom and chuck her out in the storm. They had been nice to her here so far, but she had learnt the hard way that people could act very strange sometimes. Now, there was no sign of anyone near where she was. Perhaps she would go for a little sightseeing around the house a bit later. The one without hair had given her better food than she’d had anywhere else around this place, and he didn’t seem to mind having her around. Tonight, he had let her in from the rain. He might still be somewhere in here, and perhaps there would be more to eat.

Forbidden For Good Reasons

Wed, 30 Mar 2011 00:00:00 +0000

“…Sandy, c’mon! I promise, this will be the last place we’ll go into today. Remember, you’re the one who wants to add a little spice to our bedroom sensations, " a dark haired man called out to a red haired woman a short distance behind him with his voice lowering as she caught up to him. " All right, all right! Geez, Brad, I mentioned this as something to think over but I didn’t know you were so determined to do this right now, " Sandy replied even as she gave her husband of six months a sly wink. " Yeah, yeah, let’s just go in this place and see what they have, " Brad muttered as he opened the door to SEXY FUN and ushered his wife inside. The two saw that the inside of the shop was much more spacious than either of them would have expected. In some ways, it was reminiscent of a novelty shop that sold a variety of items with big promises. " Look at this one, honey. ’ The Changer’ - touch the nozzle to the back of your lover or special someone and change him or her into any object you want for sixty minutes. It looks like a vacuum cleaner nozzle except that it has a few expensive looking gems at the narrow end, " Brad remarked with a skeptical look on his face. " Hmmm, ya know, I’d suspect all of this was a scam or something like that but there’s a note here saying a DVD can be requested from the clerk at the counter that shows testimonials by past customers as well as a demonstration of the item in question. Hey, this one is labeled ‘Curves Away’ and looks like a fountain pen. According to the description, you touch the end of the pen to a man or woman and the person transforms into a two dimensional version of themselves for 24 hours. Think how much we can save on airfare if we use this for that European vacation you’ve been talking about! " Sandy said wryly. " Yeah…. ohh, nope, see the fine print? Any attempts to transport the subject beyond the registered home of the purchaser will result in the subject returning back to normal and voiding any and all future use of the item in question. Looks like the owner wants to keep things like this low key and home use only, " Brad intoned as his eyes scanned over the shelves around them for anything that looked out of the ordinary and cool in appearance. After looking over bottles, tubes and other sundries, Brad spotted something that looked like a sex toy but he figured was much more. " The ’ Vivacious Vibrator ’ is an item that will turn the user into an incredibly realistic blow-up sex doll that will satisfy both the transformed and their sexual partner. The doll is easily transformed back to human form with another insertion of the item into its vaginal opening. More detailed instructions and warranty information are available at time of purchase. Hmmmm….. " Brad murmured as he read the item description before handing the package to Sandy. “Hmmm, I have been fantasizing about being transformed into a love doll temporarily and being used for lots of hot fucking over and over! Maybe this is just the thing for me to satisfy that naughty dream and make sex with Brad that much more interesting….” Sandy thought to herself as she nodded silently in response. As for Brad, a small part of his mind was already trying to visualize Sandy as an inflatable love doll and judging by the noticeable bulge in his groin section, it was not an unpleasant vision. A few minutes later, Brad and Sandy had taken the magical vibrator, along with what looked to be the stand for a mannequin that could be used to transform a subject into a plastic mannequin or other store display fixture depending on the settings, up to the cash register where they stood behind a couple who looked to be buying some sort of remote that could be used to turn a subject into an obedient robot for a limited time. After waiting a short period of time, Brad and his wife were standing in front of a cash register that looked to be manned by an older model from the sixties dressed quite casually with bright orange suspenders with a number of items around it that looked to be of the same age. " Hello, you two, and what can I do for you today? Hmmm, interesting choices you’ve made there. Could you step over to the side for a minute or two so I can discuss some of the features of the items you’re looking to buy. By the way, my name is Bert. Ernie, my partner, is in back trying to find an item that was specially requested by a couple earlier today. It seems one of them wants to be able to change into a giant yellow bird for an hour or so and only on weekday mornings. A bit strange but considering my business, not my place to judge, " the store owner uttered as he motioned Brad and Sandy to stand over to the right while he put a BACK IN FIVE MINUTES sign on the counter next to the cash register. " Ok, lemme go over a few things with you two so you understand completely what you are buying here. First, both items will transform a person into a very realistic inanimate object and the person can be changed back by switching the setting from plus to minus. With the stand, there are a total of five different settings for the display form you want to be changed into. Everything from mannequin to bra form and all other fixtures you see in a store can be the result when the stand is done. As for the other item, I’ll outline a few things for you to understand. First, the vibrator will indeed turn you, young lady, into a very realistic love doll and for both of you to experience maximum pleasure from this, I would suggest that the change take place during the, uhhh, foreplay part of your intimacy. Once the change has occurred, the woman will see and experience everything from an inflatable doll’s perspective. To change her back, you just have to insert the vibrator into the doll’s vagina and activate it at the proper setting and latex and rubber becomes flesh and blood before ya know it! " Bert intoned smoothly in a tone that indicated he had discussed this kind of subject many, many times in the past. " Yep, it sounds like what we’re looking for and more. Tell me, though, something that is, well, rather important to me and my husband. When I’m in this doll form, can it be punctured or ripped if it comes in contact with something sharp? I don’t want to do this and wind up a flat piece of latex and stuff for the rest of my life, " Sandy murmured even as she envisioned what she might look like as a blow-up doll and what it might be like for Brad to use her in that state. " Oh, don’t worry about that happening. The energy responsible for the change also makes you impervious to punctures or anything like that. Oh, I should mention that for a small amount of money, you can buy an additional part that will allow the doll to talk and move around after transformation. Now, I should mention that the doll’s voice will be, ummm, high pitched and squeaky sounding and the doll’s walking will be, well, a little on the awkward side. Nevertheless, I think it is a fantastic addition to what you are buying and could add a new level to the pleasure both of you experience. Shall I add it to your other purchases? " Bert said and looked at both Brad and Sandy as he talked. Brad glanced briefly in Sandy’s direction, saw her briefly shake her head and knew what the decision was going to be. " Ummm, we’re going to pass on the extra thing for now. Tell me, though, about something I’m kinda curious about. When my wife is in her doll form, can she be deflated and stored in a box for a short period of time? She, ummm, also has a fascination with being flattened or thinking she is flat as a sheet of paper or something like that, " he said with a slight red tinge appearing on his cheeks as he spoke. " Oh. Uhhh, yes there is but there is a good and bad side to that particular step. You see, your wife, while in doll form, is extremely sensitive to any and all touches, caresses and poking of its hollow body. If you want to heighten this enjoyment to a level beyond your greatest expectations, deflate the doll completely and reinflate it afterwards. I guarantee you both will view this wrinkle as something you will never forget! Now, the bad part is that since the original maker of this device never planned for this action, I should tell you that deflation followed by inflation will void the warranty on the product. Do you both understand this? I can’t stress the latter part more strongly, " Bert said smoothly though a mixture of melodrama was evident as he mentioned the latter aspect. " Ummm, yeah, yeah, we understand. Oh, about the stand. Is there something that allows the transformed display form to move around afterwards? We were thinking…. " Brad replied and quickly changed the subject to keep Sandy from asking any more questions.

Maid Service Requested 2: Do Not Disturb

Sat, 19 Mar 2011 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Maid Service Requested)

Part 2: Do Not Disturb (The sequel to Maid Service Requested)

For Alexandra, it had been a very good meeting. She had finished up her presentation of the building’s features and now it was in the hands of all the various contractors and workers to take it from paper to concrete, steel and glass.

Alexandra was very good at what she did. Not only was she a qualified architect, but she also was damn fine in the looks department. She kept her six-foot frame well toned and she always dressed to emphasize her curves, such as with the gray business suit she was wearing now. Alex had long, coppery hair she kept in flowing curls and deep green eyes that could disarm any man or woman when she wanted to. Today she had used all of her charms at the meeting and now she intended to use them for what was awaiting her in the hotel room.

Rubber Bound for Fun

Sun, 20 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000

All characters listed do not exist, and do not represent anything to anyone, outside of these words, and this story. They do not belong to anyone. This story is purely fiction, and should not be taken as fact, and should probably not be fapped to more than twice a day, if at all. If you are not at least 18, then you should not read this, and I will not be held accountable for whatever issues you have with this story. This story is intended, and written for adults, and delves deeply into sexual fetishes that are not appropriate for anyone under 18. You’ve been warned. If you are not an adult, then do not read this. If you do not enjoy latex, rubber, or heavy-fetish stories, do not read this.

Turmoil

Sun, 20 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 6

Part Seven

Chapter 13: Bundle of Joy

Heavy raindrops played an autumn concerto on the barn roof. An unremittingly drumming background noise rolled through the loft where Niamh was watching Alex prepare the next number. She had helped her roll out the large, heavy rubber sack on the floor while Alex took care of the wires attached to overhead pulleys mounted on a beam.

She shook her head in disbelief. The sack was a blood-curling body bag-like deflated cocoon with broad belts, buckles and whatnot, and they wanted to string her up in it. No one could blame her for not seeing the point in being the banger in that bun, she thought. Surely, Alex must have had something more in mind than just suspending her like a sausage when she thought this out.

Turmoil 13: Bundle of Joy

Sun, 20 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 12

Chapter 13: Bundle of Joy

The Further Training of 'S' 7: Crime & Punishment

Wed, 22 Dec 2010 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 6

Chapter 7: Crime & Punishment

The suiting up process had taken a long time. The Male slave had been instructed to dress ‘S’ in the heavy weight dry suit. The chains fitted to his arm fetters allowed only limited movement the restraints attached to a stainless steel waist belt were short and impeded his ability to make large movements. This together with the pinhole eye openings in his occluding helmet meant his task was made doubly difficult. Why he was thus fettered had ‘S’ wondering whether he was undergoing some sort of punishment because of some infraction of the rules laid down by the Master and Mistress. ‘S’ had not seen him except in the kitchen on one or two occasions.

Turmoil 10: Under the Influence

Wed, 24 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 9

Chapter 10: Under the Influence

Although the hour was still early, the stars were already twinkling in the sky, and near the reddening horizon a white crescent moon was shining like a bright scythe. Autumn was soon turning into winter, and the fresh air felt frigid and damp in her face as she tried leaning out the small window to watch the blue hour colour display. There was something saddening about how the whole world fell silent waiting for the next spring, but as long as there was enough light you could always enjoy the divine canvas with all its magnificent colours.

The Fall of Mistress Diana 4: Getting back to Business

Sat, 13 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 3 Part 4: Getting back to Business

Arwen and Diana were left in the dungeon whilst their Mistresses stopped their torture and went off to enjoy each other’s company. Still in their latex schoolgirl outfits, they were manacled on the floor of the dungeon by mono gloves and chains tied to each ankle through the glove. Gagged and blindfolded as they had given up all hope of being released, they heard footsteps getting louder. Their immediate thought was the Mistresses were coming back to continue the torture until they heard a voice…

Turmoil

Sat, 13 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 4

Part Five

Chapter 9: Impiety

Like a little cluster of colourful gnome-like beacons, the children were standing around the puddle without treading in it in the downpour from leaden skies. One of the bigger boys used a long twig to prod what looked like a deformed piece of freckled fur lying in the shallow, muddy water; and the audience surrounding him paid little attention to the car approaching like a stealthy shark melting into the autumnal backdrop in different shades of grey.

The Fall of Mistress Diana 2: Arwen's Turn

Thu, 04 Nov 2010 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 1 Part 2: Arwen’s Turn.

Weeks have past for Mistress Toni and her “pussy slut” Diana. As their relationship grows, Mistress Toni learns what turns Diana on and uses this to tease her slave to the edge. Then Mistress Arwen wants to “chat” to Diana one afternoon.

Diana walked up to the penthouse at the top of the building, Mistress Toni had given her some instructions which Diana did not like the sound of. But these were instructions from her Mistress and she would not and could not let her Mistress down. As Diana knocked at the door she heard Mistress Arwen, “Come in it’s open!”

You Got What You Wished For

Sun, 03 Oct 2010 00:00:00 +0000

“Are you sure about this?” Tina Asked.

“Yes, absolutely!” Said Trude.

“I’ve been doing research on the net, It’s what I need!”

“I suppose, if you’ve made your mind up.”

“I wouldn’t have dropped it on you like this if I hadn’t researched and found out exactly what I was getting in to!”

“But why a pony girl?”

“Because it’s total! Total submission, Total obedience!”

Trude didn’t like the idea, Tina was effectively removing Trude’s control and giving it to someone else!

You Got What You Wished For

Sun, 03 Oct 2010 00:00:00 +0000

“Are you sure about this?” Tina Asked.

“Yes, absolutely!” Said Trude.

“I’ve been doing research on the net, It’s what I need!”

“I suppose, if you’ve made your mind up.”

“I wouldn’t have dropped it on you like this if I hadn’t researched and found out exactly what I was getting in to!”

“But why a pony girl?”

“Because it’s total! Total submission, Total obedience!”

Trude didn’t like the idea, Tina was effectively removing Trude’s control and giving it to someone else!

Something with my Life

Tue, 21 Sep 2010 00:00:00 +0000

Julia fumbled with her keys, another night out that had ended with her embarrassed and downright degraded! She managed to open her front door to her flat and slammed the door behind her! Julia burst into tears, what the hell was she doing? What the hell did she expect, A blind date with dribble man! She shook with frustration, more so because her best friend had set her up… She thought for a moment, yes she had been Set up! Julia through tear stained eyes pulled at her fridge the remove her vodka from the freezer, she had some good stuff And she was going to make herself a drink or five!

The Lair of Artemis

Tue, 21 Sep 2010 00:00:00 +0000

Walking home from work one day Margo, or Mistress Margo to her slaves, had just turned a corner and noticed a new shop. The façade was black, and the windows were blacked out, the only thing she could see was the name. Margo, was wondering what sort of thing a shop called the ‘Lair of Artemis’ would sell, she crossed over the road for a closer look. All the glass fronted shop had been blacked out and she noticed a closed sign on the door but there was a small gap next to the glass doors, she prepared to look through the gap, but was surprised to see another eye looking out at her! Margo managed to gain some composure, but having an eye staring back at you can be quite unnerving under the circumstances.

You Got What You Wished For

Mon, 21 Jun 2010 00:00:00 +0000

“Are you sure about this?” Tina Asked.

“Yes, absolutely!” said Trude.

“I’ve been doing research on the net, it’s what I need!”

“I suppose, if you’ve made your mind up.”

“I wouldn’t have dropped it on you like this if I hadn’t researched and found out exactly what I was getting in to!”

“But why a pony girl?”

“Because it’s total! Total submission, total obedience!”

Trude didn’t like the idea, Tina was effectively removing Trude’s control and giving it to someone else!

The Mistress 2

Mon, 19 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part one

Part Two

She pulled her body from the chilly glass, her skin sticking a little, and admired the moist imprint her soft curves left. She turned and made a bee-line for the corner of the hall, letting her noisy chains clank to a halt and stopping to listen and peek around the corner. Again, she was alone in her game, nearing the finish, the door of her home in sight. With quick feet, she quietly made her trek down the hall, pretty sure no one was still awake to hear the alarm of her bondage gear, “Next time, I’ll wear something quieter.” At her door she breathed a sigh of relief and anxiety; there was no reason for her door to not open, but many other things happened that she didn’t expect either. She turned her back to the door, and exposed herself to the open hall and the rows of doors. Her hands clambered for the knob and found it, giving it a slow turn. As she heard the bolt open, she leaned her back against the door; silently rejoicing as it slid open. She turned on her toes, jumped inside and closed the door.

Brigit Takes Bondage 101

Tue, 18 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000

Brigit could not believe it. What started as a seemingly huge piece of white cloth was gradually disappearing inside her mouth. The palms and fingers of two hands, covered in skintight kid leather gloves, rested on her cheeks as the thumbs gathered the last few inches of the torn bed sheet and forced it past her teeth.

Tears filled her eyes as she wondered if her jaw was going to be dislocated but the experienced thumbs stopped after one last push and the hands of the blurred form in front of her left her face only to reappear with a big roll of tensor bandage in one and a couple of tissues in the other.

Tis at the Fair

Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000

Today Tis is a Japanese school girl. Who knew what she would be tomorrow? You see Tis wasn’t like most people, in fact as far as she knew, she wasn’t like anybody else. And I don’t mean in the ‘you’re special’ kind of way a mother tells her children. When I say Tis wasn’t like most other people I’m referring to her astounding ability to alter all known natural laws. In short Tis was a witch. She didn’t go around offering things to the devil or communing with nature either. She was a witch by the standards of the worse cult classic stereotype ever invented. She simply used magic in anyway she pleased.

Among The Missing 13

Wed, 19 Dec 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter 13 - Final

Ann had lost track of time and the number of orgasms that she had experienced. She only knew that she was tired and that her body could not stand much more of this. Her nipples, pussy and ass were sore from the pounding, stretching and shocks that they had received. Then, she heard a noise. Perhaps she was imagining things, perhaps she was so exhausted that she wanted to hear someone else. Perhaps and then it stopped. The pistons and shocks and everything else just stopped. It took her a moment to realise this, as she was expecting something else and that this was only a pause while the frame switched onto another program of events. But that was not the case and, moments later, relief flooded through her as she felt her bonds being undone and the intruders removed from her abused sex and ass.

Dreams Can Become True

Sat, 01 Dec 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Sharon stepped into the house. The house was large and Victorian like from the outside. The interior however was bright and modern as well as very spacious. There were frosted windows so people on the outside could not see in but people on the inside could see out. There was an end table with a light stand on it. Across the room was a large television. There was a magazine rack also present with several magazines inside of it. “Would you like me to take your coat?” The rubber slave girl asked Sharon? “Ummm… okay”, Sharon says. The rubber slave girl was dressed in a black rubber cat suit with black leather high heel shoes that were locked onto each of her ankles with small padlocks. Her hair was a lovely blonde that was pulled back into a clip that kept her hair out of her face. The slave girl also wore a black leather chastity belt, which was also locked on to her by a padlock. “You can have a seat here if you like. When mistress is ready for you I will come and get you.” The rubber slave girl exclaimed. “Thank you”, Sharon says as she takes a seat on the comfy leather couch. She then reaches for a magazine. The magazine is titled, “rubber life”. Sharon begins to thumb through the magazine. Inside there are pictures of men and women wearing rubber as well as articles on how to keep the rubber clean and polished. Sharon had never worn latex of rubber before but was curious as to what it would feel like against her skin. She then picked up another magazine called, “Domination”. This magazine was clearly for masters and mistresses assisting to help punish and explore the limits of slaves. There were pictures of men and women in the magazine who were being tickled my dominants. Sharon had never really been in bondage before except one time when an ex-boyfriend had tied her up. She let him tie her up because she was curious as to what it would feel like and she felt that she had a bit of a submissive side that she wanted to explore. Sharon however had liked women as well as men. But she has never had a relationship with woman just men. This was the reason of why she was here at Mistress Laura’s. Sharon got horny at seeing another woman in rubber or latex or by seeing another woman get tied up. Sharon masturbated to pictures of women in bondage and latex on her computer for about a year now. At the age of 22 and now out on her own and finished with college she decided that she was ready to experience lesbianism and BDSM So she finally made the plunge. She had seen Mistress Laura’s advertisement in the telephone book and she now was here for an interview. “Mistress, is ready for you now.” Said the rubber slave girl. “Come with me,” she said. “Ahhhhh Sharon nice to meet you. How are you today? Have a seat please. You can leave us alone now Rachel”, mistress Laura said referring to the rubber slave girl. Sharon exchanged pleasantries and took a seat. “I see that you are interested in becoming a slave?” Mistress Laura said. “Yes mis…” Sharon began to say but was cut off by Mistress Laura who said, “I’m not your mistress yet so you can just call me Laura.” “Yes Laura, I want to be a slave girl.” Sharon said. “Have you ever been in bondage before Sharon?” “Ye…yes”, Sharon stammered. “I was once with an ex boyfriend.” “Did you enjoy it Sharon?” Mistress Laura asks. “Yes I did.” Sharon replies. “Good, I’m glad because if you become my slave girl you will be in bondage a lot you know. Do you masturbate yourself often Sharon?” Mistress Laura asks. Sharon blushes at being asked that question. “Yes”, she says sheepishly. “Almost everyday Laura.” “Wow, quite the masturbator we have here.” Laura says with a bit of a laugh. “If you become my slave Sharon you will not be allowed to masturbate when you are in this house unless I give you permission. Do you understand that Sharon?” “I understand.” Sharon says. “Tell me”, Laura begins, “Do you ever kissed or fondled a woman?” “No”, Sharon replies. “Would you like to experience the best kind of pleasure that only two women can give each other?” Laura asks. “I think so…” Sharon says. “You think so Sharon? You have to be 100% sure this is what you want or you cannot become my slave. You have to want to become a lesbian here. It is an expectation of all my slave girls.” Laura explains. “I really want to become your slave Laura” Sharon says. “Do you fanaticize about women when you masturbate Sharon?” Laura asks her? “Yes”, Sharon answers with a red face. “Okay,” mistress Laura begins, “Why are you here? What is your ambition of why you want to become a slave girl?” Laura enquires. “I’m sick of men they don’t treat me well. They only want me just for one thing.” Sharon explains. “Hmmmm you certainly are an attractive girl Sharon, that’s for sure. Do you workout Sharon?” Laura asks. “Yes, I do three times a week.” Sharon tells. “Do you have any sex toys Sharon?” “No, I don’t.” Sharon says “That will be changing soon enough”, Laura says with a smile. “Since you have passed the interview and medical examination Sharon you can be one of my weekend slaves. You are to report here no later then 7:00pm sharp on Friday to begin your training as a slave girl. Do not be late because if you are I may not train you. You will also be staying the weekend until 5:00pm on Sunday so bring a toothbrush and a hairbrush. You won’t need anything else other then that and the clothes on your back since I will supply everything else. Oh yes, take the bus and not your car. The police do not take kindly to cars being left out on the street for a couple of days. Do you understand Sharon?” Laura says after explaining the conditions. “Yes, Laura I do. Thank you very much,” says Sharon smiling from ear to ear. “Good I shall see you Friday afternoon at 7:00pm. I am looking forward to it as well. See you then Sharon.” Laura says “Bye Mistress”, Sharon says while going out the office door. Sharon was jumping for joy in her mind. She could hardly wait for Friday to come. On the way home she stopped by a pizza shop to get a slice. When she arrived home she quickly ate the pizza it tasted so good. After eating she busied herself on the Internet looking at pictures of women in bondage and being forced to service their mistresses. She felt her sex getting hot and wet as she quickly jumped out of her chair and shed her clothes. After stripping naked she drove her hand into her now dripping wet snatch and rubbed herself all the way to orgasm. After masturbating herself she cleaned herself up and went to bed. She was all nice and warm under the covers and still sexually excited about thinking about Friday. Sharon soon drifted off into a slumberous sleep. When she awoke the next morning she realised that she had slept in and would be late for work if she were not careful with her time. She slowly rose from her bed and began to peel off her night gown that she had slept in. She showered quickly and grabbed an apple for breakfast and made it to work on time. Sharon sat at her desk but all she could think about was Friday evening when she finally would get to experience what rubber and bondage was like. She couldn’t concentrate on her work all day long. Visions of the girl that was Mistress Laura’s maid danced in her head. The girl had turned Sharon on and she hoped that Mistress Laura would dress her in the same manner. Since the day at work was rather slow, Sharon checked out some bondage, latex and rubber websites on the Internet. She knew the access codes, which would enable her to surf without the IT guys seeing where she went on the Internet thanks to her friend Jason, who worked in IT. Sharon, had found one website called, “Rubber and Fun for You.” To Sharon’s amazement she discovered that this was a store that was located only three blocks away from her apartment. Sharon decided that she could not wait until Friday and decided that she would find out the feel of rubber or latex before then. She made a mental note to visit the store after work. Finally 4:00 had arrived and Sharon was off to ‘Rubber Fun for You’. Sharon came upon the store, which was in the historic properties area of the city. The store resembled an old style general store like what you saw in the movies. The store looked normal enough from the outside with green trim around the large display windows and a red antique style door. “Okay”, Sharon thought, “In I go.” Sharon told herself as she opened the door and heard little bells ring to let the staff know that a customer had entered the store. A moment later Sharon saw a lovely blonde woman emerges wearing a skintight black cat suit. The suit was so tight that Sharon could see the imprint of the woman’s nipples through the latex as well as the “V” of where the legs ended at the pubic area. The woman also wore black high heels but these were not locked on her feet like the rubber slave girls had been. The store clerk also had her hair pulled back into a tight bun and had a piercing through her left nostril. The piercing was a very small stuff however. Sharon could also see that the clerk had on some make-up but not an eccentric amount. Just a bit of lipstick, some blush, eye shadow was all she wore. Sharon was now getting aroused and came back to reality when the clerk asked her if there was anything that she could help her with. “Yes, ummmmm yeah”, Sharon stammered. This was her very first time in a store that sold goods such as these and she felt a bit overwhelmed as well as a bit nervous. “What did you have in mind?” The store girl asked. “Ummmmmmmm some latex I think.” Replied Sharon. “Okay, what kind were you looking for? Do you have any particular colour in mind or style?” The store girl enquired. “I think I would like to see a latex thing.” Sharon blurted out. “Ahhh a thong”, Sharon thought to herself. “I could wear that and people would never know that I had it on. This is good.” Sharon said to herself now getting excited. “Hmmm”, the store girl said. “We have thongs in crotch less and with a crotch. The also come in red, blue, green, and black.” You can also get them with a dildo or a butt plug inside of them." “Dildo…butt plug…scary,” Sharon thought to herself. She didn’t think she was ready for that so she just went with a plain blue thong. “Would you like to try it on first to make sure it fits properly?” The clerk asked Sharon. “Oh and what is your waist size?” “I’m a 27,” Sharon replied. She had given her waist size to women before when getting clothes but never for underwear. Buying this thing made her embarrassed as well as horny and aroused all at the same time. It was a pleasant feeling for her. The shop girl had directed Sharon over to the fitting area where Sharon closed the door and removed her shoes and khaki pants then her lovely bikini underwear. She noticed that the bikini was a little wet since seeing the shop girl in latex and then thought about buying her first piece of fetish clothing. Her pussy was moist and she took a moment to rub her pubic area before pulling the thong up. “All okay in there?” The shop girl asked. “Yeah, I’m good,” Sharon, replied. “Do you mind if I have a look when you are done?” The shop girl asks Sharon. “No, I don’t mind.” Why did I just say that???!!!! Sharon said to herself. Even though she was aroused and found the other woman attractive especially women dressed in rubber or latex she had never let other store clerks see her in her underwear in the past when she shopped. But then Sharon thought this was okay so she steeped out for the shop girl’s inspection. “That looks really nice on you!” The shop girl remarked. “It suits you perfectly. Nice colour blue to match your skin colour as well as it hugs your butt and pubic area very nicely. Are you happy with it?” “Yeah it’s good.” Sharon relied. “Okay you can go back in and change unless you want to wear it home. I will go and ring in the sale on the cash register.” The shop girl explains. “How much will this cost?” Sharon enquires. “$18.00 plus taxes so it will come to a total of $21.70.” Says the shop girl. Sharon decides to go back in and change back into her bikini underwear and hands the thong to the shop girl so she can bag it for her. “Is there anything else that I can help you with?” The shop girl asks. “No, I think I’m good for now.” Sharon replies. “Here is our business card as well as a catalogue in case you are interested in anything else here in the future. Have a nice evening now and enjoy your purchase.” Remarks the shop girl while handing Sharon the bag containing her thong. “You have a nice evening as well,” Sharon responds. Sharon gets into her car and heads back to her apartment. She was so horny because she loved the way that the thong felt against her pussy and ass. Sharon was very wet as she opened the door to her apartment. As soon as she entered she stripped off her clothes and rubbed her clitoris into ecstasy. She felt so relieved to have a cum. Her body shook as she came again and again. After pleasuring herself to orgasm three times she wiped the pussy juice off her hands and pussy and made supper for herself. After supper Sharon tried on the thong and stood and looked at herself in the mirror. At 22, Sharon was an attractive girl. She had graduated from high school with honours and had gone to community college for two years to study Business Information Technology as well as accounting. She had graduated and became employed almost immediately with a company that paid her $35,000 a year plus full benefits. Sharon was still a bit of a shy girl but was still well liked and thought of by her family, friends and co-workers. Sharon had moved out of her parent’s house upon getting her job even though she lived only ten minutes away from them by car. She loved her parents but she was on a roll. She was young and successful and entering a new stage in her life. All of that made Sharon want to have her own place. Sharon had long brown hair down just past her shoulders. Her eyes were a lovely light ice blue and she had a beautiful smile. She dressed herself well but was by no means a snob. She enjoyed her job and the personal freedoms that if offered her. Sharon was also involved in her community. She volunteered at soup kitchens and the boys and girls club. Sharon’s breasts were a lovely 34C, with medium sized pink nipples. Her tummy was flat and tight. Her pussy was also lovely with a slender pink opening that allowed people to see her inner labia when she was aroused. Her pubic hair was unshaven Sharon had shaved her pubic hair once for an ex boyfriend because he complained about getting hair in his mouth when he went down on her. Her asshole was nice and tight and a virgin. Sharon had never engaged in anal sex before but was a bit curious about it. Sharon spun around and looked at her thong. She loved the look that it gave her and how it made her feel. The thong tightly hugged her hips and pussy lips as well as rides up her ass a little. “Nice”, Sharon thought to herself. She decided to remove the thing and go to bed sleeping naked. That way she could play with her breasts and pussy a bit since she was still a little bit aroused. The sun shone into the window and into Sharon’s eyes. She awoke and realised that she was naked. She then remembered that she had forgotten to change last night and decided to sleep naked instead. Sharon rarely slept naked unless she was with a man. Lately, she had been in bed with any guys even though she had many male friends. Sharon was a smart girl who used protection and was on the pill when she was sexually active. She certainly didn’t want any nasty surprises at twenty-two. As Sharon walked towards the shower she fondled her breasts and pussy. “Mmmmmmmmmm,” she sighed to herself as she ran her fingers through her pussy hair. After showering Sharon made herself some toast and drank some orange juice. She then did her hair, make-up and got ready to go to work. Passing the calendar she saw that today was Friday!!! This is the day that she had been waiting for. She then locked her apartment and headed to her car to go to work. Work was just another restless day for Sharon. She could hardly wait for 7:00pm to come about so she could go to Mistress Laura’s. Sharon was so not in tune with her job that she had to be asked three times by her friend Monique, if she wanted to go out to lunch with her. Finally 4:00 o’clock came and she went home. At home Sharon made supper, which consisted off spaghetti and sauce as well as some pepsi. Sharon then cleaned up her apartment a bit. She made her bed and vacuumed her bedroom and living room and washed a few dishes that needed to be cleaned. She did not want to come back to a messy apartment on Sunday evening. Sharon then relaxed a little by watching some television until about 6:30 when she gathered up her toothbrush, toothpaste and a hair brush and placed them in a bag. She grabbed her keys, put on her shoes and jacket, locked the apartment and then was off to the bus stop. The bus did not take long to arrive, and now Sharon was feeling a few things at the same time. She was happy because she was going to be with women all weekend, which is a fantasy of Sharon since she always felt a sexual tendency towards women. Sharon, also felt a bit sacred she did not really know what to suspect. She knew from the Internet that slave girls were subjected to bondage and sometimes pain. Sharon’s bondage experience was very limited and she had never experienced pain in a sexual way before. But she thought that maybe having her nipples clamped wouldn’t be too bad if Mistress Laura decided to do that to her. She certainly would give it a try but she may not have much of a choice either. Sharon arrived at Mistress Laura’s Victorian house again. She walked up the stairs and rang the doorbell. Soon Rachel the rubber slave girl/ maid appeared and was wearing a black rubber French maids latex suit with of course black high heels locked onto her feet. “Ahhhh Sharon, come in, nice to see you. You are a little early but that is good since Mistress likes to see that. Come with me please.” Rachel instructed. Sharon follows Rachel in to Mistress Laura’s study. Mistress asks, “Are you ready to become my slave girl for the weekend Sharon?” “Yes, Mistress Laura.” “Good slave. I’m sure you will get to experience pain and pleasure on many different levels this weekend. In time you will you will learn that they are both much the same. Rachel, take her to be shaven and waxed.” Mistress Laura directed. With that Sharon and Rachel were off to the, “dungeon”. When they arrived in the dungeon Rachel asked Sharon to remove all of her clothes. “Huh…” Sharon says. “Everything slut. Take everything off.” Rachel told her. “You are a slave girl now and slave girls do not wear clothes they are naked. You also must have your pubic hair removed as well as your armpit hair. Even the hair around your asshole must go.” “Uhhhh ok”, says Sharon sheepishly as she removes her shirt and bra. She had never really undressed in front of another woman before except when she was in the locker room at the gym. This time it was different because another girl would not only see her most private places, but another girl would touch her. Now that Sharon had removed her bikini and socks she stood naked in front of Rachel. “Mmmmmm”, says Rachel. “You are really very pretty. Nice tits.” “Come here,” Rachel tells Sharon. “Put your hands in these.” Rachel had a pair of leather handcuffs that had chains attached to the ceiling. Sharon complied and Rachel locked the cuffs on her hands. Rachel the flicked a switch and the chains started to move toward the ceiling. Sharon’s hands were slowly pulled towards the ceiling over her head. Rachel then took a spreader bar and placed it between Sharon’s ankles. “There, that’s done, now you can’t close your legs or resist very much when I shave and way your pussy. You do need one more thing however.” Rachel says as she roots in a drawer and pulls out a blue rubber ball gag. “Open your mouth please.” Rachel asks. Sharon opens her mouth and the gag is pushed in and is bucked at the back of her neck. “Now you can protest as much as you like and the gag will keep you quiet.” Rachel explains to Sharon. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmph,” Sharon replies. Rachel then tells Sharon, “Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you. This is all part of becoming a slave. In all the girls that I have shaven Sharon, I only nicked one girls pussy because she wouldn’t stay still. Just stay still and you will be fine. I will be back in a sec I just need to get the clippers and the wax.” Rachel returns and begins to apply the wax to Sharon’s armpits. “Mmmmmmppphhhh”, Sharon exclaims through her gag as the cloth is pulled away from her armpits. “Now I have to shave muffy”, Rachel tells Sharon. Next a buzzing sound is heard. Sharon looks down to see her pubic hair falling to the floor. Once Sharon’s pubic hair is cut as short as Rachel can make it, Rachel begins to apply the wax and the cloth. “Rip”, and a muffled, “ahhhhh”, is heard from Sharon as the roots of her pubic hair are removed from her mons pubis. The waxing was especially painful to Sharon when her labium was waxed. “I know it hurts, but Mistress Laura will not be happy until your pussy is completely hairless and smooth. You have a pretty cunt too.” Rachel tells Sharon. After waxing Sharon’s pussy Rachel, begins to wax Sharon’s legs as well. “Their all done Sharon. Just hold on a second. I have some lotion for you that will take any sting or irritation out of your skin as well as give your skin a nice vanilla smell. The lotion will also make your skin really smooth.” Rachel explains. Rachel applies the lotion to Sharon’s armpits, pussy and legs. She takes a moment to finger Sharon’s pussy, which was a bit wet. “Mmmmmm,” Sharon moans through her ball gag. This moan however was a moan of pleasure. Then Rachel says, “Opps, I almost forgot to wax your asshole. Bend over a little please.” Sharon complies again and she feels a stinging sensation on her anus and the wax is applied. Rachel then rubs some of the lotion on Sharon’s anus. “It’s time for mistresses inspection.” Rachel says. Rachel puts a metal collar around Sharon’s neck and locks it on her. The spreader bar is then removed as well as the leather cuffs. A pair of police style handcuffs is placed of Sharon’s wrists behind her back. A leash is then put on her collar and the ball gag is left in place. “Come on Sharon.” Rachel says as she leads Sharon down the hall on route to Mistress Laura’s office. “Knock, knock, knock,” Rachel raps on the door of Mistress Laura’s office. “Come in,” Mistress Laura says. Both Sharon and Rachel enter Mistress Laura’s large office. There is a couch, an armchair, a large desk, fireplace, and a laptop. There is also some peculiar furniture that you would not find in the normal office setting. There were rings in the walls to attach slaves to as well as a punishment bench used to fuck slaves pussies and asses as well as to discipline them with the whip. “Kneel,” Mistress Laura says. “Show our new slave the submissive kneel for inspection please Rachel.” Mistress Laura directs. “Yes mistress,” Rachel says as she gets down on her hands and knees and lowers her head so that her chin is resting on the floor. Her rear is then raised high into the air and she places her hand behind her back. “Copy Rachel’s movements please Sharon.” Mistress Laura says. Sharon gets down on to the floor and copies Rachel. A bit of drool escapes from her mouth onto the carpet due to her ball gag. “Stay steady now Sharon, I won’t hurt you.” Mistress Laura tells Sharon. Mistress Laura begins to touch Sharon’s nicely shaped breasts as well as pinching her nipples a little bit. Laura then works her way to Sharon’s rear and holds her sex in her hand while rubbing the labia with her fingers. “Very smooth, good job shaving and waxing her.” Mistress Laura then slides a finger into Sharon’s pussy and rubs her clitoris a bit. “Mmmm, wet pussy. Do you enjoy this Sharon?” Mistress Laura asks her with a smile. “Mmmmmmm”, is all that Sharon can do to reply. Mistress Laura then removes Sharon’s ball gag. “Okay, we will take Sharon on a little tour now around the house. Rachel helps Sharon stand up.” Laura remarks. “What size of shoes do you wear Sharon?” Mistress Laura enquires. “Size eight mistress.” Sharon replies. Rachel then appears with a pair of black size eight high heels, which were the same as what Rachel wore on her feet. Sharon puts the shoes on and Rachel locks them onto her ankles. “Slave girls must wear the shoes locked to them. I will remove them at night.” Mistress Laura explained. “Rachel, go back to your cleaning duties because I am going to give Sharon a tour of the house.” Mistress Laura says. “Yes Mistress Laura.” Rachel exclaims. Sharon never really walked around naked before and certainly not in the presence of other girls. She felt a twinge in her pussy as it was getting even more wet. She wished that she could reach her hands down to her pussy and pleasure herself to get rid of the tenseness in her cunt but the handcuffs prevented her from doing so. The handcuffs were a good thing since she remembered that masturbation was prohibited without Mistress Laura’s permission. “How does your cunt feel?” Mistress asked. “Different but cool Mistress.” Sharon replies. “Ah yes, it should. A girl’s pussy feels nice and cool with the open air hitting it when the hair is removed. Trust me it will feel even more sensual and your pussy will feel even more smooth when I let you wear rubber or latex.” Mistress Lara tells Sharon. “This is what is called the St. Andrew’s cross Sharon. A slave is bound to the cross. Weights can be applied to her breasts or pussy lips. A slave’s breasts and pussy can also be whipped here.” Laura explained to Sharon. “Will I be bound here?” Sharon asked. “Yes, you will be. I won’t be harsh with you because you are new and lesbian BDSM should be a sensual and loving affair.” Laura says. “This next piece of equipment is what is called the, “pain box.” A slave girl sits in the box often with a dildo in her pussy and a butt plug inside her ass. The girl is held at the neck by this wooden collar but not so tight that she cannot breathe. These straps hold the girl’s legs and wrists. The slave is usually gagged with a jaw spreader, which I will show to you later. The slave can also be, “nose hooked”. This piece of metal goes inside of your nostrils. The metal is then pulled backwards, which in turn pulls the nose up, and the head and neck backwards. And finally the slave’s breasts may also have nipple clamps attached to them.” Mistress Laura described. Sharon immediately hoped that she would not be subjected to the pain box but the dildo and butt plug inside of her did intrigue her. Sharon had already seen jaw spreaders before from looking at bondage pictures on the Internet. She liked the look that the jaw spreaders had on girls and she got horny when she saw the bondage models wearing them. “This my dear Sharon is what is called, “The Wooden Pony.” The wooden pony consisted of a smooth pine board, which was attached to ropes and pulleys leading to the ceiling. “A slave has her wrists restrained in the cuffs and her arms are raised above her head. Weights are also attached to her ankles. The girl is also gagged and may have a blindfold or a posture collar around her neck. The slave girl is raised up so her pussy bears the weight of her body. Her pussy rests on the board. The girl must balance herself on her toes. The slave’s breasts may also be clamped as well as her labia. This is something that slave girls hate at first but in time many often grow to love being subjected to the wooden pony.” Mistress Laura explained to Sharon. Sharon felt another twinge in her pussy and felt herself becoming ever more wet. She wanted to try the pony even if it did hurt her pussy. “This next excellent piece of bondage equipment Sharon is called a gynaecological table. I am sure that you have been on one similar to this at the doctor’s office. This one however has restrains for the head, neck, arms, hands, legs, feet as well as abdomen. It allows me a perfect view of your cunt and asshole.” Mistress Laura said. “This is the kitchen.” Mistress Laura explains. “We have lots of food here as well as drinks. When you are hungry and are not in bondage feel free to come in here and help yourself to whatever you want.” Mistress Laura offers to Sharon. “Are you thirsty Sharon?” Mistress enquires. “Yes, a little mistress.” Sharon replied. Mistress Laura takes a bottle of cola from the fridge and then retrieves two glasses from the cupboard. Next, she produces a handcuff key and unlocks Sharon’s handcuffs so she can drink. Once the pop was drunk Mistress Laura locks her cuffs back on her and they continue the tour. “Thank you for the drink Mistress.” Sharon chimed. “No problem Sharon, my pleasure,” Laura returned. “This is the living room.” The living room has a large screen TV with lovely chairs and couches. The room was nice and large. There was also a bench with straps attached to the centre of it sitting in the middle of the room. There was also so e ring bolts in the wall again. “The bench, is for disciplining naughty slaves, or when I feel like having a bit of fun” Laura tells Sharon. Laura proceeds to show Sharon the four washrooms in the house, the indoor swimming pool, the five bedrooms, the bondage beds, which were about 70cm in width and just over two meters long. They had lots of straps to bind someone to the bed. “Finally Sharon this will be your room tonight.” Mistress Laura produces a large key and unlocks a metal door for what looked like a large prison cell on the inside. “This is a jail cell Sharon, only larger then real cells.” Laura says. The cell had a large queen size bed inside of it. There were pillows and blankets a toilet and a couple of ring bolts attached to the wall. “Mistress, may I ask a question?” Sharon asks. “Yes Sharon, go right a head?” Laura says. “What are the rings on the wall for?” Sharon enquires. “Ahhhhh, they are part of the bondage equipment. You see a collar is locked around a girl’s neck and a chain is attached to it. The opposite side of the chain is attached to the ring in the wall.” Mistress Laura explains. “Now come to my office please Sharon.” Laura says while gently pulling on Sharon’s leash. Upon arriving in the office mistress Laura walks over to a drawer and pulls out a red ball gag and says, “Open wide”. The gag is put into Sharon’s mouth. All she can do is say, “mmmmmpppphhhh” “This Sharon is a discipline bench like you saw in the living room. Kneel down on the bench please Sharon.” Laura directs. Sharon kneels down and is bound to the bench. The straps on her legs and ankles hold her legs apart slightly so mistress can see Sharon’s shaven and waxed pussy and anus. Sharon’s arms are also bound to the sides of the bench. “I have seen your wet pussy and I can tell that it is hungry for action Sharon. This is what I do with all of my new slaves. You will get at least one orgasm tonight.” Mistress Laura reaches inside a drawer and pulls out a strap on dildo that resembled a large penis. She then laced the strap around her waist. “Have you ever been fucked doggy style Sharon?” Laura asks. “Mmmmmmpppphhh,” is all that Sharon can do to reply. “If not you are soon going to be.” Mistress Laura warns. Mistress Laura then gently lubricates the dildo then gently slides the dildo inside Sharon’s hot and wet pussy. “Mmmmmmmmm,” Sharon moans through her ball gag. “You like that don’t you Sharon?” Mistress Laura asks. “Soon you will learn the ins and outs of pleasure that only two women can give each other.” The strap on kept moving in and out of Sharon’s cunt and it was bushing up against her now enlarged clitoris as well. “Mmmmm,” Sharon chimed as she was getting close to cumming. Suddenly a nice moan came from Sharon as her pelvic muscles and sphincter contracted to give her a powerful orgasm. “Your cumming Sharon, keep going,” Mistress Laura said as she kept stimulating Sharon’s now sensitive clitoris and labia. Once Sharon had stopped orgasming mistress Laura undid her restraints and let Sharon stand up. Sharon’s ball gag was also removed. “Did you enjoy that Sharon? Your pussy certainly seemed to.” Mistress Laura remarks. “Yes I did enjoy it mistress! It was a amazing!!!” Sharon exclaimed happily. “Did you like being bound, gagged, and helpless of the situation Sharon?” Laura asks. “Yes mistress I did. It was a fantasy come true for me.” Sharon replied. “Good I’m glad that you enjoyed it. There will be much more of that to come believe me. In time I will turn you into a well disciplined slave eager to serve your mistress or whoever your mistress tells you to serve.” Laura says. “Now there is something that you can do for me.” Laura says.

Centrefolds Part 2

Fri, 27 Oct 2006 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Centrefolds)

Part Two - The Great Escape The light shone through the bedroom window and onto the king sized bed which dominated the room. Lying on the bed partly covered by bed sheets was an amazingly realistic love doll with blonde hair and breasts that looked just like those you would see on a real woman. Of course, the fact that she was up until a short time ago a living breathing woman by the name of Ilsa was a fact known only to her and the photographer Jacques Leblanc, a collector of women transformed into inflatable love dolls via his specially designed camera. With over 30 such dolls on display in his home, he was quite popular among those who collected such unusual items though none suspected the truth behind the sex toys.

The Wand

Fri, 16 Jun 2006 00:00:00 +0000

I held the wand in my hands for a long time before I began to adjust the settings. Did I know what I was doing then? Of course I did. I’d be a fool to say so otherwise.

How my boyfriend had come across the wand I can’t say. He gave it to me as a birthday present last year. It was a nanotech wand, one that could enact changes to a person simply by setting the controls, inserting it into one’s body, and letting it run. It specialized in inanimate doll transformations: mannequins, Real Dolls, and, believe it or not, inflatable dolls. I asked if getting turned into a little doll was possible, and he told me the company that made these wands figured that in a couple of years they’d figure out how to convert mater in such a way that turning a full-grown person into a foot-tall Barbie Doll wouldn’t be out of the question, but for now you could still be a Barbie, but you’d be a life-sized one.

The Machine Part 4

Sat, 06 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000

It’s probably a good idea to read the previous machine stories, to get an idea of how the device works (which is not covered here). And in case you’re wondering, this story does not feature permenant encasment.

The Machine 4 by Darkraptor1 Based off an original idea by Naughtylittlegirl

It was a dark and stormy Friday night. The dark clouds covered the night sky, sending down torrents of rain upon the earth below.

The Machine Part 4

Sat, 06 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000

The Machine 4 by Darkraptor1 Based off an original idea by Naughtylittlegirl

It was a dark and stormy Friday night. The dark clouds covered the night sky, sending down torrents of rain upon the earth below.

No Hard Feelings

Wed, 13 Apr 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Kathryn was an impressive looking woman by any measure. The brown haired girl had recently turned 30 and was still very fit and proud of the body she worked hard to maintain. Standing 5’11 she had been a champion swimmer at high school but had given competitive swimming away when she was 16. To stay in shape she went to the gym and worked out several times a week and still played A Grade touch footy. Her interest in football a legacy of growing up with two older brothers and playing footy in the backyard with them, where she had learned to rough house and hold her own.

Meddling With Mandy 3

Thu, 27 Jan 2005 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Meddling With Mandy 2)

Meddling With Mandy 3 Messing with Monika by Anne Gray

Chapter 3 – Messing with Monika (Originally posted as a sequel to Meddling with Mandy)

The hood of her raincoat was certainly protecting her from the rain but it was also making it very easy for me to remain unseen. As the staccato click of her high heels came closer to my position I could see her head was bent against the driving rain and her kid gloved fingers were holding the red plastic tightly against her neck.

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage 13

Sun, 01 Feb 2004 00:00:00 +0000

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage by Hagster Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage

Chapter Twenty-Six A Sleeping Partner

Hello friends. If you will recall, my friend Trish and I had been chained together wrist and ankle and were making our way to my parents’ bedroom to get some “sleep”. My other friend Kristen had drunk herself into a stupor and retired alone to my upstairs bedroom. Although Trish and I had imbibed as well, we decided to knock off before we got too loopy. After all, connected as we were, going to the bathroom was difficult enough… I shuddered to think what could happen should one or both of us become sick to our stomachs! Damn, piss-soaked hair would almost seem pleasurable in comparison to a vomit bath! I apologize for the graphic nature of my prior remarks.

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage 12

Tue, 16 Dec 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage by Hagster Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage

Chapter Twenty-Four

Two Friends Bonding

Hello, again, Sammy Joe here. It’s been a while since I had begun my session of self-bondage-turned bondage and domination with my two closest friends. If you have been reading this little story of mine, you might be now realize just how close Kristen and I have become. Sure, she was always a close friend, but only now do I more fully understand her.

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage 11

Thu, 20 Nov 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage - Chapter 11 by Hagster Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Chapter Twenty-Two - A Time to Chill Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Chapter Twenty-Two - A Time to Chill Trish and I sat on the bench for several minutes resting and catching our breaths. Neither of us spoke many words as we gathered our wits and regained our composure. I remained silent, ashamed of the pain I had inflicted on one of my best friends, and Trish stayed quiet, I assumed, because of her embarrassment at provoking me and showing a darker, seemingly self-hating side of her personality. To put it quite bluntly, we were speechless.

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage 10

Fri, 05 Sep 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage - Chapter 10 by Hagster Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Chapter Twenty “What Happened?” Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Chapter Twenty “What Happened?”

That’s odd, I thought. What happened? The last thing I remembered was being given the best-damned oral sex I had ever experienced! It was dark. Why was it dark? I felt confused and disoriented. Why can’t I see anything? I rolled my head from side to side and reached out with my hands. I could feel the arms of the recliner against my palms and the foot extension under my feet. Apparently I was lying in the recliner. But what happened?

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage 9

Fri, 15 Aug 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage - Chapter 9 by Hagster Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Part Eighteen “Where’s Trish?” Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Part Eighteen “Where’s Trish?” The entire situation was unacceptable. There I was, legs spread wide and chained to the foot of the bed, my wrists locked to my waist on either side of my harness, and my piss-soaked face and hair resting atop a towel thrown under my head to sop up the offending mess. I was becoming just a little more than upset! How could Trish leave me this way? Oh, boy, was she in for it! Although I was clearly angry, I tried to be philosophical and understanding about the whole ordeal. Yeah, right!

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage 8

Tue, 05 Aug 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage - Chapter 8 by Hagster Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Chapter Sixteen “But it’s too early for bed!” Sammy Joe’s Barnyard Self-Bondage Chapter Sixteen “But it’s too early for bed!” All three of us carried an armload of bottles, paper, and cardboard into the kitchen. With my ankles unhobbled, I was able to walk a bit more normally, however I was still unable to fully extend my legs. Kristen, on the other hand… Every step was an exercise in stimulation. Even with the vibrators turned off, they still made their presence known. Each one playing itself off against the other while both nestled tightly within the depths of her loins. I knew what she must have been going through, and snickered at her under my breath. She deserved it after how she had teased me hours ago.

Who Dares...?

Fri, 20 Dec 2002 00:00:00 +0000

Ann eased herself into the steaming hot bath, a much needed tension breaker. As she lay there swirling the scented waters over her tired and aching body, Ann began to think of ways to enjoy a long week-end. Her favorite idea was to think of a Dare for Carol. Even though the game was one they had played since college, lately it had been taking some decidedly kinky turns.

Ann remembered the first time the game had taken such a sexy turn. Carol had held up a pair of shiny silver handcuffs and dared Ann to wear them out to a movie. They had draped a sweater over her cuffed hands and gone out. Ann could never remember what movie they saw, she had been so distracted by her pinioned hands…. That night was the first time she and Carol had made love.

Bride of the Sun God

Tue, 23 Jul 2002 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Bride of the Sun God)_

* The Star Fleet Series Bride of the Sun God by Zack

Chapter 3

Sonji dashed across the towpath and hid in some bushes until the boat moved on. She could hear the tired horses clopping down a road not far from where she was hiding as the hostler led them away. She had no better idea, so she made her way to the road and trailed along after the horses until they were put into a barn on the outskirts of a small village. The road she was on was more than a farm track and it seemed to continue beyond the village, so she decided to walk on for a while; getting away from the canal was probably a good idea.

Boyfriends Revenge

Wed, 22 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

My girl friend and I had gone mad on a shopping spree and spent loads of money which was our boy friends. When he found out he went mad and told me to get out of his house. I had no where else to go so I begged him not to throw me out. After a lot of begging he said I could stay but I must be punished for my crime. I didn’t know what he meant but agreed.

The Latex Dungeon pt 5

Tue, 14 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au

Thanks to Michael, Wofent & Knightshift for parts 5-9 of the story.

The Latex Dungeon Part Five - The Hotel

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** Julie walked along a long narrow corridor three feet wide, the walls were made of shiny black rubber and seemed alive. She could hear them breathing, see them moving.

“How did I get here…” “Where am I?” Julie thought to herself feeling a little panicked at first. she was still wearing the electric blue spandex mini dress that Cynthia had loaned to her.

The Latex Dungeon pt 5a

Tue, 14 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au Thanks to Michael, Wofent & Knightshift for parts 5-9 of the story.

The Latex Dungeon Part Five - The Hotel - Part 2

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** Julie entered the Dungeon and walked over to the gleaming sex machine. Cynthia was still shackled to it’s bed, it’s devices poised and ready just waiting to be switched on. Cynthia stirred from her Chloroform induced sleep, her eyes focused, Julie was standing above her smiling.

The Latex Dungeon pt 7

Tue, 14 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au Thanks to Michael, Wofent & Knightshift for parts 5-9 of the story.

The Latex Dungeon Part Seven - Tricks & Traps

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** Julie started to stir from her euphoria induced state, she still laid on the white tiled pedestal in the middle of the artificial cum pool. Her head was still swimming a little like she had, had too much to drink. For a moment she thought she was still shackled to the pedestal but found she could move her limbs freely.

The Latex Dungeon pt 8

Tue, 14 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au Thanks to Michael, Wofent & Knightshift for parts 5-9 of the story.

The Latex Dungeon Part Eight - The Devil gets her due

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** “W w why a a are y y you B… b being so N Unh! nice to m me….!?! Julie panted and moaned as Bambi continued thrusting her dildo in and out of Julie’s hot rubber encased cunt, Bambi didn’t answer, instead she took hold of Julie’s hair flowing from the rubber cone on top of her open faced rubber hood of her catsuit and pulled on it jerking Julie’s head back, Julie gasped as Bambi starting to kiss her passionately as she stirred the dildo deep within her in nice wide circles,

The Latex Dungeon pt 9

Tue, 14 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au Thanks to Michael, Wofent & Knightshift for parts 5-9 of the story.

The Latex Dungeon Part Nine - End Game

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** Sweat began to bead up on Julie’s face, it gathered and ran down the sides of her face in little rivulets. Her face was flushed and looked a little redder than usual framed by the open faced hood of her black skin tight latex catsuit. She panted and gasped each time the thick chrome penis brushed against her tight latex covered pussy lips as she was held spread open and helpless before it by the strange bondage device attached to the white tiled wall of the Dungeon.

The Meeting

Tue, 14 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

Jessica was amazed at how fast everything had gone. It seemed like only yesterday she had acted on her urge and had gone online looking for a playmate. It all started innocently enough with some small talk, but after a few emails, the real conversation had started. All this went through Jessica’s mind as she lay on the hospital bed completely restrained. Slowly she drifted off again, completely oblivious of time.

Alice & Amanda 4: Subbing Together

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

(story continues from Alice & Amanda 3: Mistress Amanda)_

Part 4: Subbing Together

I felt a familiar shiver going through my body as Amanda was checking that the ropes, buckles and cuffs were tightly, but comfortably securing my captivity. The shiver was familiar and Amanda was familiar, but almost nothing else about what was transpiring was.

I was standing naked in the bathroom of our longtime friends, Jenny and Susan, a wealthy couple who had turned their mansion into the epicentre of everything BDSM in our area. A kinky old tired stereotype, as they were the first to admit. They had made quite a name of themselves, running a BDSM equipment business at the side to support their own, very public, hedonistic lives.

Batgirl - The Return 11: The Last Train

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

(story continues from Batgirl - The Return 10: Meeting Face to Face)_

Part 11: The Last Train

Batgirl slowly awoke. Within a moment, she knew she was lying on her back, but what she was lying on was a complete mystery. As her head cleared, she took in her surrounding, trying to understand what was happening. It was colder now and darker, like she was outside, yet still a roof was over her head. Yes, she was on the flat of her back, but her arms were held above her head. She knew she was stick straight, with her legs pressed tightly together. Her wrists were also bound together and held above her head. When she tried to move, she quickly realized she was tied up to something that was cold, hard, rather narrow and unyielding. Something was between her teeth and tied on tight too.

Batgirl - The Return 9: She's Back

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

(story continues from Batgirl - The Return 8: Cause & Affect)_

Part 9: She’s Back

Barbara and Bruce were driving from the restaurant, having lost the usual gaggle of photographers that often followed him. It was a quiet dinner they enjoyed together and were heading to a show in the theater district when Bruce’s phone rang, the highly encrypted one that usually meant trouble.

“If Barbara’s with you, you’ll both want to hear this.” Dick Grayson said. Bruce put the phone on speaker.

Bondage Barbie 10

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 9)_

Bondage Barbie 10 by Anne Gray

Chapter 10 - “Travelling Tied”

What with the new experience of having Beth living with me and both of us spending time putting Dawn through every conceivable form of bondage, I had neglected several errands that needed to be done. Consequently, I decided to look after them and take Beth with me for her first leather restrained outing in public. We spent nearly two hours getting Dawn completely encased in leather and doubled up into the leather-covered box. While I fitted the two halves of the box lid around her neck and finished tightening the helmet and gag straps, Beth went to wash her hair and have a shower. She came back in just a bathrobe as I was positioning Dawn’s box where she could watch at least some of the process I was going to use on Beth. She could only move her eyes anyway. Sitting in two chairs facing each other I handed Beth a pair of tight kid gloves and told her to put them on. After she had worked them up her arms to the elbow I held out a small disposable plastic glove while she pushed her right hand into it. I did the same for the left hand. These protected the leather of the gloves as I took each hand, squeezed the fingers together and taped them from wrist to fingertip. Pointed leather mitts, with small steel rings at the tip, now laced over each hand making them even more useless. She was completely docile as I continued to get her ready for her outing. Stripping off the robe I fitted her with a waist cinching leather corset and settled those lovely breasts into the bra cups before tightening the laces down her back. Following my instructions she knelt on the floor with her back towards me and there were a couple of groans, probably of pleasure, as I worked the large butt plug up inside her. Adjusting her position so she was still kneeling but leaning back with her legs wide apart, I installed a 7" dildo and then held a pair of latex panties while she slipped her feet into them and I pulled them up her legs and in place over her buttocks. She sat on a chair as I got her legs into a pair of skintight kid leather pants and then stood up so I could lace them down the back of her calves to the ankle and close the fastenings at the waist. Sitting again she pushed hard to get her feet into the stiletto heeled boots which I then laced up to her thighs. I held out a beautiful green suede shirt so she could slip her arms into it and I buttoned it down the back, tucked it into the top of the leather pants, and fastened the wrist buttons. A wide leather belt buckled firmly around her waist covered the join. Going to the bench I selected a special crotch strap that I attached to the front of the belt and pulled snugly between her legs to fasten the other end to the back of the belt. There was a small snap hook on the strap level with her vagina. She sat again as I did her hair and makeup. I didn’t bother with lipstick; she wouldn’t need any. A pair of drop earrings finished the job. Going to the closet I selected a full-length black leather, double-breasted trench coat that had been adapted for just this situation. Beth obediently held her arms so I could slide the coat on and settle it over her shoulders. She looked puzzled until I held open the right pocket and told her to put her leather-confined hand inside. I had opened the seam at the bottom of the pocket and as the tip of her mitt came through I simply snapped the ring on the end through the hook over her crotch. The left hand got the same treatment and then I proceeded to close the coat properly. Beth stood perfectly still on those high heels as I buttoned the coat and then tightened the belt around her waist so the garment was done up the way it had been designed. I could never understand women who purchased a coat that was designed to be fitted and then tied a knot in the belt at the back and walked around like they had a tail or left it unbuttoned and flapping in the wind. There were several snap fasteners in the inside edge of each pocket that matched some on the edge of the sleeve cuffs and I did those up. Beth looked quite natural standing with her hands in her pockets and nothing indicated her true situation. For the first time since I had started getting her dressed Beth spoke and said how much she was enjoying the experience. She was firmly restrained and helpless but didn’t feel that uncomfortable; that was about to change. I selected a large, colorful silk scarf and arranged it around her neck then knotted it loosely at the back under the collar of the coat. The leather gag filled her mouth and I covered it with a wide piece of tape before buckling a soft leather gag strap over her mouth and fastening it tightly behind her head. Now the scarf came up over her mouth and I attached it to the top edge of the gag strap with small pieces of velcro, it looked quite natural and I finished buttoning the coat under her chin and closed the storm flap. Reaching across her shoulders I lifted the hood of her coat and adjusted it to frame her face with a couple of curls of hair showing on either side. I closed a flap across her neck and under her chin that held the hood firmly in place. Putting on my own 3/4 length leather winter jacket I led Beth out to the garage and opened the front passenger door of the van for her. After she had settled back in the seat I adjusted the coat neatly over her knees and fixed the seat belt across her lap. The other part of the belt came over her shoulder and snapped into its holder at the left of the seat. I used a short strap to lock her boot ankles together and attach them to the metal bar under the front seat. Climbing into the van behind her I fixed the height of the neck rest and then buckled a short strap attached to the back of the hood around the supporting back of the padded rest. Completely restrained, gagged and helpless she was, to anyone looking into the van, quite naturally just dressed for winter. I went back and blindfolded Dawn, then after one more tug on her gag strap, left to do my errands. At each stop I left the van parked in full view of people passing by, the windows had a very light tint and anyone could look in. At the first stop Beth’s eyes had a worried look. This was part of the game - would she be discovered and someone see how she was bound? It didn’t happen of course, and after the third stop, I felt she needed another sensation. Parking in a fairly remote section of a mall lot I opened the glove compartment and took out another toy. Loosening the seat belt I reached up under Beth’s coat and worked the small vibrator pad between the crotch strap and the leather pants. I hid the thin wire from it down her leg under the coat and over to the center console. I did the seat belt up again and drove out of the lot. I warned her not to make any fuss as I pulled into traffic and plugged the vibrator into the cigarette lighter socket. Even restrained as I had her she was soon squirming but could not move enough to be noticed by other drivers. She groaned and squealed through the gag as we drove along and after a few minutes I unplugged the gadget. I told her that at the next stop I would be parking in full view of the shoppers and turn it on again so if she called attention to herself we would both be in trouble. For the first time I saw a touch of fear in her eyes, which was just the reaction I was looking for. True to my word I parked and plugged the toy in again. As I left and locked the doors Beth was desperately trying to sit still. She could turn her leather covered head just enough against the bonds to look at me with pleading eyes - it didn’t work. I didn’t stay away too long because the vibrator was working off the van’s battery and with the cold weather I didn’t want to take any chances of problems starting up again; at least not with the state my passenger was in. The leather over Beth’s lap was moving slightly as she tried to pull her hands away from the hook holding them against her vagina. Cold or not there was a bead of perspiration on her forehead and she moaned at me as I climbed into the driver’s seat. I disconnected the toy again. Taking a long route home I took us on the expressway and once I was up to maximum speed I reached down and plugged the unit in again.

Bondage Barbie 11

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 10)_

Chapter 11. Holiday Bound

I tightened the seat belt and shoulder harness to keep Beth firmly in the front seat of the van. Her gloved hands were laced in leather mitts but seemed to rest quite naturally in the pockets of the belted leather trench coat she was wearing.

In fact the metal rings on the ends of the mitts were attached to the snap hook on the crotch strap which ran from the front of the waist belt between her legs and up to the back of the belt. It also held the semi-rigid inserts in place. She was wearing a pair of tight black leather slacks and knee length laced boots with very high heels.

Bondage Barbie 12

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 11)_

Chapter 12 - Cold Comfort

The muffled grunts and moans came clearly through the small speaker in the earplug I was wearing. They were being picked up from the equally small microphone taped over Beth’s gagged mouth. Not surprisingly they also coincided with the motion of the snowmobile as I drove it across the field behind the chalet.

It was a beautiful sunny but cold day that had started as usual with us working on Dawn after breakfast. She was now hanging from a heavy-duty hook screwed into one of the oak beams that crossed the ceiling of the living room.

Bondage Barbie 13

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 12)_

Chapter 13 - Snow Ponies

For obvious reasons my charges had not moved, both being gagged and blindfolded with Beth hog-tied on her stomach in the middle of the floor and Dawn folded almost double over the cross bar. They could not tell I was back so I relaxed with a drink and left them as they were while I checked a German bondage video to refresh my memory.

Bondage Barbie 14

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 13)_

Chapter 14 – The Ultimate 69

Since coming to live with me Beth had become almost insatiable. Whether she was tormenting Dawn with increasingly stringent bondage positions and outfits or was herself on the receiving end of my hobby, Beth kept coming back for more. Many days I would slow her down by simply tying her hand and foot, forcing a large gag in her mouth and leaving her to stew. The problem was that when I did release her she was so wound up and excited it sometimes took hours to get her satisfied.

Bondage Barbie 16

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 15)_

Chapter 16 – Bound to Return

Dawn was going to be riding home from the chalet in style, but not a style she would appreciate. On the top of my van was a streamlined luggage container. It was permanently attached to the roof and the curved front presented little wind resistance. The hinged top opened lengthwise for loading and then clamped down to be completely weatherproof; the unit had originally been designed for skis and duffle bags. Two padlocks allowed me to lock it securely.

Bondage Barbie 8

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 7)_

Bondage Barbie 8 by Anne Gray

Chapter 8 - A Friend in Need

The phone call from Beth came just after lunch. She had a problem and wondered if she could come over and talk. Beth was a lovely girl in her mid twenties just a couple of years younger than me. We had gone through college together and frequently went out for a meal or movie. Over the years I had often wondered whether I should tell her about my “interests” but always decided on the side of caution.

Bondage Barbie 9

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

(story continues from Bondage Barbie 8)_

Bondage Barbie 9 by Anne Gray

Chapter 9 - “One Willing, One Not!”

I need not have been concerned about Beth, as I released her from the first taste of real bondage she couldn’t stop thanking me. After a long, warm shower and a late meal we sat in the living room and talked into the night about what I had done, her reactions to it, and what the future could hold for us both. It was not long before we decided that she should move in with me, at least on a trial basis.

Bondage Boutique 2

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

(story continues from Bondage Boutique)

Part Two

Nadia’s normal morning routine was quite simple. Up at about 8.30, shower, dress and then a light breakfast. In the last 24 hours Nadia’s routine had been far from routine. Nadia had a very disturbed sleep, in fact Nadia had not slept at all. Her ankles were bound wide apart to a metal bar making it impossible to roll into a comfortable position. Even though her arms were bound loosely it was still impossible even to scratch any part of the front of her body. The earlier ballgag was replaced with a slightly less invasive bitgag. However after an hour Nadia fought not to choke on the saliva and found herself chewing on the gag like a horse. The worst part of the night however was Glenda’s unwelcome intrusions upon her prone body. She stroked, pinched, tickled, kissed or licked almost every part of her. Nadia wailed painfully into her gag whenever Glenda bit or pinched a sensitive part of her body. Glenda would then say sorry, kiss Nadia on her gagged lips and then just carry on.

Candice

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

Gazing out into the darkness of the room, Candice pondered her situation. And the irony of where she was, and how she got there.

As usual, her current situation had come about by accident, this time a literal one. A minor accident at work, barely enough to cause a couple bruises, but enough, evidently, to come to the attention of someone much higher on the company ladder than she would ever be.

Candice Part 2

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

(story continues from Candice)

Part Two

“This is all your fault, I hope you know that.”

Candice sighed softly. She really didn’t need another lecture from Dana, but it was obvious she was going to get one. She only hoped this one would be shorter than the others.

The two women sat facing each other in a small room, numerous lengths of rope binding each to her respective chair. They had been here for what felt like hours. Now, Dana watched with obvious disapproval as Candice squirmed in her bonds.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 2)_

### Chapter 3

Even though they were far from delivering the twins, Janice felt as if a huge load had been lifted from her shoulders. The abduction part was done and it was time now to savor part of their efforts. She shrugged out of her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse. The belt came next, along with her holster and fake gun. She noticed one of the twins had noticed it when they went to pick them up and she was sure that part of her costume helped convince the twins that they were indeed detectives and needed to talk to them. Janice stripped out of her pants next, laying them on the bed. She would hang them up later. Right now, she wanted to get back downstairs to have a little girl time with the twins. She selected a wonderful black leather teddy with a plunging neckline. She really didn’t bring along a lot of this type clothing, only a few pieces that screamed dominatrix. It was important to Janice to set the stage correctly and look the part. Ray and she didn’t know who the client was, including the client’s sex, so training had to include a dominate female aspect. Janice was more than willing to oblige with that part of it. The blonde slipped out of her bra and panties and into the figure-hugging teddy. Looking in the mirrored closet doors, she thought she looked almost like a blonde Vampirella. Janice fought to keep a trim figure by jogging and working out at the gym with her husband. Looking at herself now, with her long, platinum blonde hair cascading down her back, her narrow waist, and long legs, she knew that she was a stunning woman and most of those genes had passed on to her teenage daughter Stephanie. Janice picked up a pair of black thigh-high boots and slipped them on. She was comfortable with the 5-inch heels they had and it made her look that much taller. The black opera gloves were last. One more glance in the mirror before she headed down to teach the twins a few more things. “God, every time I see you in that outfit reminds me why I married you.” Ray smiled, giving his wife a warm hug before he climbed out of his detective’s costume. “It wasn’t my personality?” Janice pouted. “A little bit, but mainly the outfit.” Ray held his wife tight against him, feeling her familiar curves as he kissed her, their tongues dancing around each other. Despite seeing and using many young women, Janice still made him as horny as the first day he saw her. Reluctantly, Ray let her go. They both had work to do and really not very many days in which to do it.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 3)_

### Chapter 4

Janice loved the sounds number 2 made through her gag. They were whimpers of soul-wrenching despair. Sweat glistened off of the blonde slave’s slender body as Janice ran her fingers over the flat of the girl’s stomach and up to her large breasts. The wires were still firmly attached to 2’s nipple clamps and Janice pulled at them briefly just to hear number 2 wail into her gag. Janice had no intention of unclamping them yet. She needed them in place for what she planned next.

In the Land of the Dolls 4: Out in the Garden

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

(story continues from In the Land of the Dolls 3: They Came in the Night)

Part 4: Out in the Garden

My twin sister and I were curled up together in our stall, The thick straw on the ground insulated us from the cold flags. Our arms curled about each other and our heads so close together our long red hair was mixed together where we lay. Our limbs had grown muscular and tanned under their regime of exercise and sexual torment. A regime that they controlled ruthlessly. The Dolls.

Jill's Adventure into Total Slavery 3: The Slave Contract

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

(story continues from Jill’s Adventure into Total Slavery 2: Carmen & Jason)

Part 3: The Slave Contract

Jill and her new owners were on the private jet on going to the Cayman Islands to finalize the contract and setup the trust account. Upon arriving Jill and Carmen were met by their body guard Manny. Jill was introduced and was told Manny was a former seal and the husband of Matilda who was their chef.

Mummified and Eaten 2.2

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

(story continues from Mummified and Eaten 2.1)

Some ideas in this story come from Brett Wade, who e-mailed them to me, and are being used here. Be warned that this story contains vore (people being eaten alive), in a non-violent manner (no blood). You’ve been warned!

Part 2

For Sala and Ralph, the night was full of pleasure and happiness as the two shared their love for each other.

For Alex and Samantha, the night was one of terror, of breathing through tubes, struggling to overcome the panic that gripped them. With no references for time, it ceased to exist.

Outward Bound

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

Charlotte and Anne were old friends. They had known each other for years and found they both loved bondage. They had tried it with their boyfriends the relationships cooled and they split with the boyfriends calling them weirdos. Now they tie each other up now and then.

They decided to go camping for two weeks and loaded the tent and the rest of the equipment into the rear of the estate car they had hired. They set out several rules and decided they must pick one each. No more and no less. But they each put in ten rules, so any one of them could have been picked. Charlotte went first and pulled out a piece of paper. No trousers or skirts. Only shorts to be worn it read. Charlotte had not put that one in, so it must have been Anne who wrote it out. Charlotte looked at her. “Well, it should bring the boys around!” Anne said with a laugh. Charlotte just shrugged her shoulders. Then Anne pulled out a piece of paper. Each person must take a turn at driving, changing places when a stop for a break is over her one read. That was Charlottes rule. Anne agreed to that one. It sounded fun. Anne shuffled some cards and Charlotte cut them several times. Anne said she had won as she had a Queen and there was only a slim chance that Charlotte would beat that. Charlotte pulled out a King.

Sara, Christina & Lynn

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

This story merges ‘A Nice Surprise’ ‘Going Out’ & ‘Lottery’

1: A Nice Surprise

Let me start by introducing myself, I am Sara, during the summer I am a part of the animation team in one of the more well-known vacation retreats. This not only keeps my body well-toned it also pays enough to survive the winter months quite comfortably. I am about 1.70m with brown hair which people say fits beautifully with the tan I also get from my job.

Sci-Fi Club Part 2

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

(story continues from Sci-Fi Club)_

Part 2

Katie sat at her computer a week later. She had in fact called Steve, but had decided that she needed to visit a few more times before she sought employment. Steve had recommended a few websites which Katie was now perusing. The itching in her rear finally gone, her hand clicked the mouse quickly. While Theresa was out of town, her best friend Jean had decided to come along, and bring Jean’s cousin Amanda.

The Adventures of Raika Élan Esq Chapter 2: A Burglary

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

(story continues from The Adventures of Raika Élan Esq Chapter 1: Bait)_

The Adventures of Raika Élan ESQ.: Hostage of the Year (Runner-Up) Chapter 2: A Burglary

DATE: JULY 25TH, 2006 TIME: APPROXIMATELY 5:00PM LOCATION: IRONWORKS DISTRICT

Aimee DeLigotage was cleaning and drying her rope when her smart phone buzzed. The raven haired beauty with flawless alabaster skin enjoyed boiling, heating and oiling her own hemp. Although she was skilled in many types of restraints, her preference for rope derived from its aesthetics and this process of preparation. Moreover, the use of rope gave more meaning to her vocation and her rope artistry was an extension of her: This is my work.

The Adventures of Raika Élan Esq Chapter 5: Colleagues

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

(story continues from The Adventures of Raika Élan Esq Chapter 4: Leela’s Ordeal)_

The Adventures of Raika Élan ESQ.: Hostage of the Year (Runner-Up) Chapter 5: Colleagues

DATE: JULY 30TH, 2006 TIME: 2:30 pm LOCATION: BOOMTOWN MUNITIONS WORKS (ABANDONED)

Tied and gagged identically, both girls struggled vigorously. Both knew that their struggles were fruitless but persisted anyway. Each gained impetus from the other’s energetic writhing and moaning. Striving against the ineluctable ropes, each sought freedom. Both worked frantically to escape the ruthless ropes before their captor’s return, but only one really wanted to be free.

The Bondage Club 4: Playtime

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

(story continues from The Bondage Club 3: The Gamble)

Part Four: Playtime

Chapter 5

“Amanda, please.” Kim begged as tears began to well up in her eyes.

“Now listen cunt, because I’m only going to say this one time. It’s Mistress to you at all times! Do I make myself clear our do I need to whip it into you?”

“No Mistress, I mean yes Mistress I understand. Please, I beg you not to whip me Mistress.” Kim said as she began to sob.

The Bondage Club 5: Bondage Sisters

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

(story continues from The Bondage Club 4: Playtime)

Part Five: Bondage Sisters

Chapter 6

Amanda forced the girls to crawl on their knees back across the club leashed behind her all the way back to her private dungeon room. Once there, she forced Kendall to kneel on one side of the room against a pole where the back of her collar was locked to the pole keeping her in place. On the other side of the room she rebound Kim. First she removed her shoes and stockings and placed leather cuffs around her ankles and attached a hobble chain between them. Next she unbound her arms and forced them above her head where she attached leather cuffs around her wrists and reattached them to a cable above her head. This wasn’t too bad until her hobble chain was removed and a three foot spreader bar took its place which now forced her to balance up on top of the balls of her feet.

The Great Marvolo

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

Part 1

Author’s Note: Thanks to Jennifer Harrison for her assistance, and for letting me read her great-great grandmother’s diary.

My father, Sir Charles Harrison, FRS, DPhil, was dying. He had been dying for months, but now, in this first week of June, 1889, the end was near. He was wracked by another spasm of coughing, and the cloth he held to his lips was stained with blood. “Jenny, come closer,” he whispered.

The Latex Dungeon

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

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au

The Latex Dungeon Part One ***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** PART ONE Julie was a tall slender Woman about 5 and a half feet tall, she had slender shapely legs and a beautifully shaped body curved in all the right places. Julie was a normal woman of 33 years of age, she had the same thoughts and concerns that most women her age have, although the fact that it had been some time since she had a lover last was beginning to bother her some, not that she minded too much at night when she had come home from her job as a Photographer’s assistant, she would stretch out on her large luxurious bed, reach into the drawer of the night side table and pull out a six inch studded vibrator, “At least I won’t have to feed you breakfast in the morning.” she would joke before pleasuring herself with it and bringing her self to a sweet orgasm and then drifting off to a erotic dream filled sleep.

The Latex Dungeon pt 2

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

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au

The Latex Dungeon Part Two - Julie’s First Day

***THE LATEX DUNGEON***

Julie woke up from a long restful sleep, it had been two days since the Mistress, (her new lover and employer) had her shackled to the dungeon wall. “Two days,” Julie groaned as she knocked the still ringing alarm clock off of the night side table onto the floor, “Two days…Uuhh!…my legs still feel like jelly,” Julie reached down between her leg and massaged her still a little sore pussy, the thought of how being shackled to the sex machine while it relentlessly rammed the attached studded dildo inside the latex catsuit that the Mistress had her put into was still fresh in her mind, as she reached beside her on the bed and grabbed the six inch ribbed vibrator, she looked at it and said, “you my friend are going to get a vacation for a while.” Julie put the vibrator back into the drawer of the night side table, she had been unable to use it last night, her poor pussy was just too sore from the hour long fucking she had received at the hands of the sex machine, she in a small way cursed the Mistress for that but she had to admit to herself it was the best fuck she had ever had.

The Latex Dungeon pt 3

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

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au

The Latex Dungeon Part Three - Julie & Cynthia’s punishment

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** Julie woke up the next morning laying in her own bed, she was surprised that she made it home at all after spending most of it at Alexis’s apartment, she could have just stayed the night, Alexis did make the offer to her, Julie had said that her offer was tempting but that there were a few things that she had to attend to at home, it wasn’t true of course deep down she would have loved to spend the whole night making love with Alexis, she was so kinky and Julie loved that about her, but she could not get what Cynthia had whispered in her ear out of her mind, so she deliberately wanted to show up for work late, and she figured that it might give her a chance to be close to her for a while, she did not love her the same way that she loved Alexis, but she was attracted to her, the morning she had spent on the strange bed like contraption had been very exciting for her and with the Mistress in control of the two of them, the whole experience had been very stimulating. It had made Julie a little jealous that it wasn’t herself that the Mistress had kept on the machine all morning. “Well,” Julie said to herself as she lazily got out of bed, “I’ll make sure I don’t miss out on any of the fun this time.”

The Latex Dungeon pt 4

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

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au

The Latex Dungeon Part Four - Cynthia & Julie’s date

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** Julie moaned as she stirred from her sleep, the morning sunlight was streaming in from the partially opened window blinds and glistened off of her black latex covered body and continued to cast it’s golden glow to the rest of Julie’s apartment. She rolled onto her back and stretched her arms high above her head, her back arched and her breasts each held perfectly in the molded breast cups of her latex catsuit stretched provocatively as the small of her back lifted momentarily as she stretched herself out on top of the latex bed covers, she was still wearing the latex catsuit that Alexis had given to her for such a great day of business at the fetish shop, it had felt so great that she had decided to sleep in it, it’s molded and studded sheath still resided deep within her, she reached down with her hand, sliding it under the waistband of her silver studded black latex bikini briefs until she reached her latex covered pussy lips each separated and slightly parted in their own molded lips. Julie gasped as her latex covered finger touched her sensitive rubber lips, the latex covering her vaginal lips made them more sensitive to the touch, her lips clenched at the touch of her finger sliding over them. She could feel the empty rubber sheath inside her collapse as she clamped onto it with her lips, “AHhhh!” Julie gasped again as she inserted her finger between her enclosed lips, “OHhhh!” she moaned as her rubberized lips clamped onto her finger. With her middle finger deep inside her she cupped her pussy with the rest of her hand, she gasped as she pressed her hand over her rubber imprisoned pussy, she held her hand firmly cupping herself trying limit any movement, her pussy was so sensitive and reacted to any touch or movement, she had a hard time just keeping her thighs apart, the urge to close them and pull her hand away was very strong.

The Latex Dungeon pt 4a

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

If you are the author of this story please contact me gromet99au@yahoo.com.au

The Latex Dungeon Part Four - Cynthia & Julie’s date - Part 2

***THE LATEX DUNGEON*** The afternoon went by in the usual way with the playful petting and the usual jokes when there were no customers in the store, and soon it was closing time. Julie had been busy dusting a glass display shelf and was now putting all of the boxed dildos and vibrators back onto the nice clean shelf when Alexis called out to them. “Ok girls…it’s time to close up.” Julie walked over to the counter where Alexis was catching up on some orders, she leaned over and kissed Alexis on the cheek as Cynthia was getting her coat and said. “Are you sure about this?” “Hell yes.” She replied. “I’ve known Cynthia a long time, she’s sincere in her feelings… I think it’ll be good for the two of you to get to know one another better… besides maybe tomorrow we’ll all do something together….” She kissed her back and continued. “You two go on ahead I have a few things to do before I go.” She winked at Julie and said. “Have fun.” Cynthia came up behind Julie and put her hands around her waist and kissed her on the neck and said. “You ready to go?” “Yup.” Julie replied and headed for the door. Cynthia kissed Alexis passionately and said. “Thanks this means a lot to me.” “You two just have fun.” Alexis said as Cynthia turned and headed to meet Julie who was waiting at the door. “Do you want us to lock the door on our way out?” Julie called to Alexis. “Please.” She replied. “Ok good night” They both said as they locked up and left the Shop.

The Leather Twins Part 8: Breaking Amy

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

(story continues from The Leather Twins Part 7: Birthday Bonds)_

Part Eight - Breaking Amy

Chapter 15 - Breaking Amy!

Susan would be the static member of this set up but would still play an important part so we started to get her ready first. Her gloved fingers taped and laced into leather mitts we fitted a jacket on her upper torso that had a built in and heavily boned corset. When that was laced down the back we bent her arms up between her shoulder blades and strapped them tightly. Her elbows touching in the small of her back made the tops of her breasts bulge out of the 2” openings in the bra cups. We would need access to them later. A temporary gag was keeping her quiet as we worked on her outfit and the next step was a large butt plug that I pushed all the way in, Karen taped over the stretched opening.

The New House Rules

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

Tara and Taylor’s eyes were wide with surprise. I had managed to keep this secret for five years, and a few shots of tequila and Tara’s never-ending prying coaxed me into spilling the beans.

Tara leaned forward in her big fluffy chair and asked excitedly, “For how long?”

I rolled the shot glass between my fingers for a second and then pressed it to my lips. Slowly sipping the remainder of it to buy a few more seconds. This was an embarrassing subject.

The New House Rules 2

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

(story continues from The New House Rules)

Chapter 2 Part 1

I had no idea how many minutes had passed when Tara and I finally stopped squirming around in our ropes. Tara was on her side with her stomach facing me. Her head leaning towards the ground, eyes closed and hair draped over her face. Arms and legs still hogtied behind her. I watched as she slowly breathed in and out, her bosom gently expanding each time she inhaled. The sexual energy we were swimming in had passed some time ago. Now we just laid there, helplessly trussed up and feeling very much neglected. Squealing into our gags had not moved Taylor from the desk in the study. I was getting uncomfortable at this point. The rope wrapped around my skin was soft and not biting, but I had not held my body in this position for this long in quite some time.

The New House Rules 6

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

(story continues from The New House Rules 5)

Chapter 6

Part 6a

I chew on the cloth pressed between my teeth, then make another feeble move forward. Tara and I are both sitting on the floor, tied back to back against a post in Wil’s basement. My wrists are handcuffed behind my back, and my legs are tied above my knees and at my ankles. I pull myself forward into the ropes across my chest, run under my arms and above my breasts, welding me to the metal behind me. It of course does not budge, but squirming against the bondage is one of the best parts of being tied. I straighten my legs and twist my ankles against the ropes circling them. Tara’s blonde hair whips around the pole and hits me on the face. She must be squirming also. I find myself wishing that next time Taylor will tie our hair under the gags. I can’t even blow the strands out of my face while gagged. I smile inside, inescapability tied and I am already thinking about the next time I am tied.

The New House Rules 7

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(story continues from The New House Rules 6)

Chapter 7

Part 7a

I look at myself in the mirror. I am pretty happy with what I see. My shoulders are toned, my legs are lean and strong, my stomach is flat. These small boobs could use some help, but nature decided just perky for me. This is why I have a collection of padded bras. I grab them and force them together, like I have a pushup bra on. OK, enough admiring myself. I give my nipples a sharp squeezing twist. My brow furrows in response and I moan in delight.

The New House Rules 8

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(story continues from The New House Rules 7)

Chapter 8

Part 8a

By the middle of the week, the weather had hit an unseasonably warm spot, so I had agreed to meet the girls for lunch downtown. It is not eating outside weather, but warm enough that we can walk from lunch to an errand that we had been talking about. A very naughty errand.

My walk up Broad Street challenges that warmer weather assumption. I pull my jacket closer to my neck every building awning I walk under. Then racing quickly to the next ray of sunshine I can find. Two joggers run past. I find myself checking out the girl as much as the guy. She has short shorts with a long sleeve tight shirt and a headband holding her brown hair back. I love fit couples. I resist the urge to turn and watch them run away, keeping my eyes forward.

The New House Rules 9

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(story continues from The New House Rules 8)

Chapter 9

Part 9a

Thursday was a busy blur of work and court and work, but Friday is here and the office is empty. I am waiting for a fax. Yes, we still have fax machines. For some strange reason, it is still the only way courts, government and small town people can seem to send information. I find myself lost in a news update on my phone when a person walks into the room.

The Ponygirl Wish

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Amber looked at herself in the mirror. She almost could not believe what she was seeing. Her ponygirl outfit was striking. She shivered. She had always loved all things equine although her experience with actual horses was very limited. She was not wealthy. And such things were more available to the more privileged class. That did not include Amber.

Amber lived alone. She had had a roommate until just recently but did not care for the invasion of her privacy and did not find the comradery something of value. She was, for the most part a very private and somewhat solitary person. She worked hard, was frugal, and managed to support herself. She could not afford a pony of her own, but hoped that she might be able to save up some money and take a vacation out of the city that would involve horses and riding. Her interest in equine pursuits became increasingly Walter Mittyish as she trolled the Internet.

The Rubberisation of ElectraWoman & DynaGirl

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Prelude:

She had been Queen of her world, and she ruled her kingdom with a jealousy and strict discipline born of her own desire. She had created and maintained her labyrinthine realm through the sheer force of her own will. It had been there – in a subterranean world consisting of naught but latex and steel, and those who worshipped her – that the Rubber Queen had ruled. Acres of underground dungeon sprawled beneath a countryside mansion, where one hundred rubber-clad subjects, walked rubber halls, slept in rubber beds, beneath rubber sheets, and willingly endured the rubber torments of their Latexed Empress.

The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 13: And So to Sleep

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(story continues from The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 12: The Training Room)

Chapter 13: And So to Sleep

Cathy looked across to the doorway and her heart sank. Time seemed to freeze. If fear had been a marketable commodity, she could have made a fortune in the interminable seconds that followed.

For blocking the only exit was the last person in the world that Cathy would have been hoping to see at that moment. Dolores was standing in a slightly more stooped posture than her usual upright stance, and her left hand was held against her stomach. As she moved further into the room, Cathy noticed her wince with pain, and realised that this had to be a consequence of Bethany’s delaying tactics. Her hair, previously immaculately styled, was now tangled and dishevelled, and her face was red; although whether the latter was due to rage or pain it was hard to gauge. Probably a mixture of both, Cathy decided.

The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 23: Saskia's Plans Take Shape

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(story continues from The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 22: Dolores’ Little Secret)

Chapter 23: Saskia’s Plans Take Shape

Saskia walked out into the hallway directly outside Dolores’ apartments, her mind reeling from the discovery she’d just made and – more importantly – what she’d just done. For several seconds, as she made her way towards the nearest staircase, the sound of muffled screams and stifled banging assaulted her ears. But as she put more distance between herself and the hellish rumpus that the Mistress of Shackleton Grange was stirring up, the less pronounced the sound became, until, once on the landing of the next floor down, it faded away, to leave the old house in a state of ghostly silence.

The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 24: A Shift in the Balance of Power

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(story continues from The Secrets of Shackleton Grange 23: Saskia’s Plans Take Shape)

Chapter 24: A Shift in the Balance of Power

What do you think would happen if, after having been kept tied up by their host for days on end, humiliated and scared out of their wits, three spandex-clad young ladies suddenly found that they had the run of the rambling old house in which they’d been imprisoned, with all the dungeons and other places of incarceration now available to them, and with copious amounts of bondage equipment such as ropes and shackles just sitting there waiting to be experimented with?

The Trick

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Mira looked out over the stage once again. The audience had been quite awed by the earlier acts. Now it was her turn to perform. The tall slim blond had worked hard to perfect her act, for she was a magician. An escape artist in fact. Her assistant Dawn, a slinky brunette in a skimpy outfit and fish net stockings was prepping the trick.

The crowd applauded as Dawn demonstrated the equipment. Wearing a red sporty bikini Mira stepped out on stage. The five and a half foot tall blond walked out under the bright lights, the tiles of the stage were warm on her bare feet. She posed before the audience with her hands over her head. Then she slowly turned, showing the assembled crowd that her outfit concealed nothing.