Long Term on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Desires

Tue, 01 May 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Lisa sits on the edge of the bed, her shoulders aching but feeling much better than yesterday and due to the mild pain relievers she had been given she can hold her thin arms in front of herself now without crying. Her pale hand slips slowly up to her breast gently massaging it as she notices the perfect dome shape it had been forced to take. She plays with the nipple that had not been touched in such a long time she had almost forgotten the pleasure she used to get from it. Her other hand slides towards her crotch feeling the latex of the panty/girdle she has been squeezed into to help her body cope with the sudden release of pressure and to aid with its added support. Lisa grunts weakly through her mouth that is hanging open because the muscles have been stretched for so long she cannot close it without severe pain.

How Long?

Mon, 30 Apr 2018 00:00:00 +0000

Lisa grunts as she feels the first strap being tightened on her new gag. She had assisted in designing it but was not allowed to see the end result of their hard work. She knows like the arm sleeve she has been wearing for the last three weeks that whatever length of time that is on the little piece of paper she had drawn out of the bowl is how long she will have to endure the new gag. Lisa’s arms twist inside the tight arm binder as the second strap is tightened, the feelings she experiences as her head is clamped tighter are mixed. She loves being gagged the feeling of being unable to communicate excites her immensely but her minds is screaming “Stop this now!” It’s the same internal debate she has with herself every time she agrees, begs, for long term bondage. Lisa knows she will have a certain amount of pain as the days wear on but she also knows she will have more of the frustratingly blissful days of helplessness to compensate her.

The Business Trips

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

He was a model husband, and his wife would have been the first to say it. He was kind to her, devoted in fact. He was an excellent father who spent time with his two boys, not spoiling them despite the fact that the family had considerable means. He saw to it that both boys knew the value of money and earned what they got.

He was fourty-two, worked out regularly, took his wife out to restaurants, and allowed her to indulge herself from time to time. They lived in a modest house (considering their wealth), with one maid and a cook. He was J. Charles Parker III, the heir to a very wealthy corporate family. Since his father’s death, he had managed the business well, and despite financial ups and downs, the firm continued to profit. At parties, he was charming. With his wife, at home and in public, he was solitious and helpful. She was Jennifer Jane Pettygrove of the upstate Pettygroves - a family wealthy in its own right. She was thirty-nine, good looking, well educated, and as devoted to him as he was to her. It was a happy marriage on all counts.

The Birthday Gift

Sat, 06 May 2017 00:00:00 +0000

“The only thing that’s wrong,” I complained to my wife, “Is that you don’t like my thing.”

“If by ‘my thing,’ you mean bondage, you’re right,” she said with something of a sour tone. “It just doesn’t appeal to me at all. I’m sorry.”

“But all I ask is that you tie me up now and then. What harm can that do?”

“I do it sometimes,” she chided.

“But not very often, not for very long, and not with any feeling at all. You just do it, let me sit for an hour or so, untie me, and that’s it.”

Halloween Party

Thu, 30 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000

This year I really went to town on Halloween, we had some friends coming over from another country and they really wanted to experience a proper Halloween. I had been shopping since early March as I really wanted to make the most of the opportunity.

Thinking of a costume is always a challenge, but this year as it was going to be “Adults only” I thought about going a little more risqué, as if you can’t be sexy and let your kink out on All Hallows Eve, then when can you?

Unelectrified

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

Jenny lay relishing the added tension each wrap Ken applied to her naked and aroused body the smell of the tape and the sound of it being rolled off the reel was intoxicating for her. She had begged him for weeks, knowing he would be gone overnight, to wrap her tightly from head to toe mummifying her tightly in the tape. She wanted to be left totally helpless for twenty four hours with only her favorite vibrators to keep her aroused and forcing her to have multiple orgasms. Jenny loved having Ken restrain and torture her mercilessly for hours stroking and teasing her but the idea of being totally helpless unable to free herself or stop any of the sensations that were forced on her kept her mind occupied for hours each day.