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Be Careful What You Wish For 3

Thu, 03 Dec 2015 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Be Careful What You Wish For 2)

Part 3

It was mid afternoon or so when Dexter returned to collect me and he carried with him a transparent latex catsuit. “Mistress orders you to wear this” he said as he offered it to me. I reluctantly put on the fairly loose fitting one piece rubber outfit with built in feet and gloves and zipped it up. Now handcuffed and with a hobble chain fitted I was to taken to my rubber clad tormentor back in the dungeon area.

Unexpected Turn Of Events

Mon, 01 Aug 2011 00:00:00 +0000

I am a grad student in history at a medium sized public university. My girlfriend, Kim, is an art major. We met in line for tickets to an upcoming concert. I live a conservative lifestyle but had learned to love self bondage at a very young age. I have amassed a large collection of items but keep them hidden in a medium sized safe and hide my little secret from her. She often asked me to be the “subject” of her art projects; however the level of difficulty has been increasing as the year progressed. I had been forewarned but the class is now moving towards the human form and that of course requires a nude subject. I am not shy in front of her, but have never wanted to be a published nude and certainly not “graded” by a professor. We have fought over this point a few times and therefore our sex life had come to a screeching halt. Her deadline is approaching for a project and she still does not have a “model”. Her project is to create a nude but not a typical, model on a stool, something to stretch the comfort zone, a bit edgy perhaps.

Plastered

Tue, 10 Feb 2009 00:00:00 +0000

“I am going to make a cast of your feet,” Amanda said out of nowhere. Ryan was used to these sudden mad plans of his girlfriend, but this one caught him by surprise.

“Why?”

“It will be fun and what’s more, I like your feet. You’ve got nice feet.”

Even though they had only been together for two months, Ryan knew better than to protest. Amanda’s moods could be unpredictable and it was usually easier to give in than to start an argument. And besides, Amanda’ strange plans usually turned out to be pretty entertaining. “Okay, if you want to, I am game. How are you going to do it?”

Transvestites Punishment Bondage - Part 5

Thu, 01 Jan 2004 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Transvestites Bondage Punishment)

Transvestites Punishment Bondage - Part 5 by Marylynn Transvestites Punishment Bondage - Part 5 by Marylynn

I was having a miserable night trying to get some sleep while bound so securely to the bondage bed that Bob had so cleverly designed. His ingenuity to make bondage so impossible to escape from had already been demonstrated by my experiences the day before. My arms still ached from the torture of having them bound closely together in an armbinder and raised by a winch while I was forced to remain almost motionless as Katie, my wife, assaulted me with a huge dildo and at the same time Bob forced his huge cock down my mouth and throat.

Be Careful What You Wish For

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

I had dabbled with the Mistress / Domme scene as a sub for some years now, spending more money on taking sessions with them than I dared to count. I had sessioned with many different mistresses looking for one to satisfy my needs and pervery but so far had been mostly disappointed.

Generally I had found that the younger pretty ones didn’t have the experience and so left me frustrated and out of pocket I might add, while the more mature ones although more experienced and generally better, but mostly they were past their sell by date with their claimed ages and out of date pictures on their sites all being questionable. Some were jaded too, just doing it purely for the money as long as they could carry on and get away with it in their autumn years so to speak.

Be Careful What You Wish For 2

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

(story continues from Be Careful What You Wish For)

Part 2

I was awakened by Mistress “Get up Maggot you have a party to attend and you’re required to be of service to us” she ordered. I reluctantly rose and checked the clock; I had been out for two hours. She was dressed as usual in erotic latex rubber; a very short skin tight black dress with transparent latex stockings having black latex seam details as nylons do and patent high heels. With her perfect make up she was sadistically stunning.

Transvestites Bondage Punishment

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

This story now contains new parts 1, 3 & 4

Transvestites Bondage Punishment - Part 1 by Marylynn Transvestites Bondage Punishment by Marylynn Katie, my wife, left just minutes ago and I was already in my treasure chest of female clothes that I have had hidden from her for the six months since we were married. As I pulled out the two locked chests from the back of the closet, I opened both with the keys hidden in the recesses of my wallet. One locker contained my beautiful and sexy “Marcie’s” clothes and the other held the self-bondage restraint items I would put on later after I was properly dressed as “Marcie”.