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Double or Nothing

Mon, 04 Dec 2017 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Part 13)

Chapter 14

Amanda didn’t care. Exhaustion had finally claimed her. The pain and the pleasure had wracked her being until everything had become a surreal blur. She could barely keep her focus on her twin sister across from her, looking very much like the image of fatigue. Thankfully the itch caused by the salve had finally stopped its lecherous magic and only a sore numbness remained.

Election Wager

Sat, 10 Aug 2013 00:00:00 +0000

“Hi, girlfriend!”

“Oh—Hi, Paula”. Paula Traggert had remained one of Helen Ryder’s friends, even after they had taken jobs as campaign coordinators for two opposing candidates in the local election. Helen had admitted to herself that it wasn’t a very important office, but she still wanted to do a good job.

“Ready for the big debate?”

“Not nearly. I’ve got a thousand things to do yet, so if you’ll excuse me—“

In Wicklow Wood there is a Tree 2

Tue, 05 Apr 2011 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from In Wicklow Wood there is a Tree)

A Sally West Misadventure

Part 2

The steps got nearer. It sounded like a man or at least a fairly big woman. Sally was doing her best to peer round the tree and Yasmin was twisting her neck round to see. They saw the man at the same time. It was the bearded birdwatcher they had passed earlier, a youngish man, ginger-haired, quite short but fit-looking, bespectacled and dressed in plain khaki. He saw them in the same instant.

Puppy Love 3

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part 2

Part 3

After I had finished with my email and made dinner, Tom finally removed my gag. I told him that I had invited Elexa to come visit and her girlfriend Stacy would be coming along. He was pleased, he wanted to talk to her, he didn’t know last time they met that she was the reason I was into bondage. Also I think he wanted to learn more about bondage, I told him she was a bondage freak, with an uncontrollable nag for restraints. I on the other hand wanted to meet Stacy, being her new dominatrix I wanted to see what she could teach Tom.

Catwoman Controlled 2: The Charity Auction

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 00:00:00 +0000

I’d welcome all comments you may have. I can be reached at grimbard@ymail.com.

Part 2: The Charity Auction

The Aftermath of the Halloween Fetish Ball

By Sunday afternoon, I was a wreck.

I had been locked in my latex prison for almost 48 hours and my body was screaming for release. My torso and calves were sore from the tightness of the corset and boots, and to make matters worse, my bladder was full to the point of bursting. There was absolutely no way I could release the pressure – the size of the plugs inside me prevented all of my attempts in this regard.

Kelly’s Quest

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part three

Part 4

My name is Kelly. This is the story of my quest for what I call my golden cocoon. I have already told you how I realized I was different because after a spanking as a child it would sometimes be like I was enveloped in a warm cocoon. As an adult I am seeking how to recapture that wonderful, warm feeling. I finally found my cocoon with the help of my uncle and his wonderful self-controlled, bondage pain and pleasure machine. I also learned that the secret was that the pain or humiliation had to be inevitable, but I had to ultimately cause it or control it. In other words, I learned that I was a self-bondage pain slut. In this final section to my story, I discover just how addicting my yearning for the golden cocoon actually is and am taught how to control it.

Test Day at the Ranch

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:00:00 +0000

(Note: This story’s background and setting are described in “Community Service - At the Ranch”.)

I was dreaming that my cell phone was ringing. Then I woke up and saw that it was Dusty, rattling my chain. He shook my shoulder. “Time to get up, Alice.”

I groaned and stood up, keeping my blanket wrapped around me. It was cold this morning, even if it was the end of August.

Test Day at the Ranch

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 00:00:00 +0000

(Note: This story’s background and setting are described in “Community Service - At the Ranch”.)_

I was dreaming that my cell phone was ringing. Then I woke up and saw that it was Dusty, rattling my chain. He shook my shoulder. “Time to get up, Alice.”

I groaned and stood up, keeping my blanket wrapped around me. It was cold this morning, even if it was the end of August.

The Experiment

Sat, 06 Oct 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Melissa looked at the strange shop from a distance. “Figures it would be a public place” she thought to herself as she walked closer. Melissa was answering an ad she found for a room and board job, and the address lead her to the Latex Mind fetish shop. The brunette girl had short hair, and a small frame. You almost could mistake her for being a young teen. She was pretty young too. Just barely legal to drink, but had her unusual tastes in life just the same. But this is the first time she ever did anything like this. Sure, she had experimented with being tied up by a boyfriend or two, and had tried a small selection of kinky wear but this was going to be about as extreme as she could imagine and she knew it.

Three Latex Kittens

Mon, 02 Jul 2007 00:00:00 +0000

April lay in a room in the psychiatric ward of the local hospital. She sat brushing her long red hair, her green eyes staring blankly into space. At 16, it was no place to be spending the rest of her childhood. It all started when April’s father remarried. April’s mother had been a high-profile attorney. She was shot and killed as she walked out of the courthouse by one of her old clients whom she had failed to keep out of prison. They soon caught him, but things were never the same.

Two Tied

Tue, 20 Sep 2005 00:00:00 +0000

I’ve written before about the small bondage group that Don and I joined. Although it did not have the organization or range of equipment of the larger professional clubs – nor did it run to a DJ to keep the place rocking – but it did have far more of a personal touch. Today I’ll tell you about one evening when that touch got very personal.

We had decided that this week we would have a Couples Night. The idea was that each couple was going to have the pleasure of tying up one of the other pairs and that each couple had a turn at both tying the knots and being tied up. Each pair’s session was to last 45 minutes.

The Mall Adventure

Mon, 06 Sep 2004 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Mall Adventure)

The Mall Adventure- Part 3 by Scott Akins The Mall Adventure3 by Scott Akins James didn’t waste much time with that request. He worked the ring into Jenni’s mouth and behind her teeth. It was a tight fit and he wondered just how long the woman could take such a large gag. He then buckled all the straps to a comfortable level. The ring was big enough that the straps weren’t necessary to actually hold the ring in place much. Sara noticed the fact that he didn’t pull the straps down as tight as he could.

Drake Rubber Products

Thu, 06 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000

Place: The Drake Rubber Products Inc. factory 11:50 PM.

Night shift employee Helen Clark, a 24 years old data processor, catches up on work left over from the previous night. She sits at her desk entering data on her computer. She is an attractive 5’ 8” brunette who also freelances occasionally as a model. She is single and works night shifts at D.R.P.I. four nights a week. She works in her bare feet, relieved that she can relax and work comfortably as if working at home.

The Break In 2

Thu, 06 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part one

Part 2: Rachel & Jose

Four months ago, Suzanne went out on a job to rob the house of a Bob and Becky Smith. Unbeknownst to her friends, she had been caught in the act of her burglary. She was imprisoned in their home and hadn’t been heard from since. Alive, dead, or skipped town? Her friends intend to find out what happened.

Rachel sat on the couch wondering to herself. She hadn’t seen or heard from her friend Suzanne in about 4 months. This was unusual, since she and Suzanne had become very close. (They were both bi-sexual and had been lovers for some time.) Being accomplished cat burglars and occasional partners in crime, they saw each other at least once a week, so that they could share stories and trade their spoils. Together, they were the most successful pair of cat burglars this town had seen in quite a few years.

Bondage Adventures of Lara Cross

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

As artifact hunters went, Lara Cross was not what one would call your physically and mentally ’typical,’ self-educated soldier of fortune. Stunning good looks and gorgeously put together dimensions camouflaged well her high IQ and quick-witted thinking in a way that almost always cause antagonists and friendlies alike to stand in awe of her assertive qualities and deliberately constructed persona.

Everything she chose to wear, both socially and professionally, was tight fitting, which only made matters worse, where jealous women and gawking males were concerned. But that is precisely the effect Lara sought to project when dealing with anyone who crossed her path. Not that she was a tease or high-end slut on the prowl. She just loved and hated being a woman in a male dominated world, and did whatever it took to level the playing field of that double standard in a way that often gave her a marginally unfair, but very necessary advantage.

Community Service - At the Ranch

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

(story continues from Community Service)_

Marty walked to the door of the apartment and took out his cellphone. “Watch ’em, Mary. I’m going to call the client.” He stepped outside and closed the door.

Alice struggled against the plastic handcuffs pinning her wrists behind her back. She kicked against the pair on her ankles, rolled onto her side and complained, “These cuffs are too tight. Take them off.”

Mary picked up the riding crop recently used on her and moved next to Alice. “Shut up.” She hit Alice’s hip with the crop and smiled at Alice’s shriek of anger.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 6)_

### Chapter 7

After a refreshing shower, Ray got dressed, humming to himself the commercial theme for Double Barrel Ale. He could hear his wife Janice turning the shower off and getting herself dressed as well. It had been a long, exhausting day so far and he wanted to take a quick break from it all.

Ray grabbed a bottle of Fat Tire out of the fridge and sat himself down on the old couch in the living room. All the furniture in this place had pretty much come from thrift stores and nothing matched. There was no sense in buying anything new since they were planning on just leaving everything here after they were done. Let somebody else figure out what to do with it.

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 12)_

### Chapter 13

Cassandra could feel her humiliation burning all over from her blush. All she could do was stare down at her feet and wish she could wake up from this nightmare. After they dried her off, the strangers relocked the black leather cuffs around her ankles and wrists and the collar around her neck. She didn’t even fight the pear-shaped gag when pressed against her lips; she just opened her mouth and let them fasten the gag into place.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 7)_

### Chapter 8

Amanda’s mouth was getting dry. The ring gag the man made her wear kept her mouth open. She could still taste his cum coating her mouth, making her want to wretch. She was also drooling, the saliva streaming at the corners of her lips and down over her chest and breasts.

Her crossed legs were still chained to her red leather collar so she was sitting more or less on her tailbone with her puss open for all to see. She was kept sitting by a chain running from her collar to a bolt in the ceiling. Her wrists were cuffed behind her back and the leather bags were still tightened over her hands, forcing them into fists.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 11)_

### Chapter 12

The first dark bars of the Imperial March woke Ray from his sleep as his cell phone played them. He quickly picked the phone up and answered.

“Mr. Crimson?”, the clipped English voice on the other end of the cellphone asked.

“Yes,” Ray answered. Ray recognized the voice of his contact at Magenta.

“How is it going out there?”

“Good. . .” Ray trailed off knowing that his contact wouldn’t get a hold of him unless something was up.

Double or Nothing

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

Chapter 1

Janice glanced in back of their rental van to make sure that their targets were still soundly drugged. The heavy canvas bags that contained the twin blondes still weren’t moving much and she hoped that they wouldn’t until they were safely inside their rented house. It had been a difficult job, Jan reflected. Their client wanted these two girls specifically. The fact that they were minor celebrities because of their ads for Double Barrel Ale didn’t help. The girls, Cassandra and Amanda, did have a paid body guard with them at the shoot as well as both of their parents. However Ray, her partner and husband, had come up with a workable plan that went off like a charm. Janice had taken the lead this time, being the head police investigator. The badges and ID’s were nearly perfect and by the time anyone deduced that Ray and Janice weren’t real cops, they had already switched cars twice and had the girls sedated, stripped and bound in the back of their van. “Do you think we should call the kids?” Janice asked her husband. “And what, spoil their vacation?” Ray grinned, “Look, I am sure they are all right. Jeff has a level head about him and even though Stephanie is a bit of a free spirit, she has common sense. God, what I would have given to have three weeks without my parents looking over my shoulder.” Janice smiled a faint smile, “Your right.” There was a slight noise in back and Janice looked at the sacks again. One of the bags seemed to be moving. Of course, it wouldn’t be moving very far. Ray was a wiz with rope and both girls were tied in a very strict hogtie. They also had several thick straps of Duct Tape sealing their lips and a tightly knotted crotch rope to keep them company. Both Ray and Janice were glad to see that their long blonde hair matched the soft curls between their legs. To Amanda, it felt as if her brain was wrapped in a huge cotton ball. She tried to move and focus, but her limbs remained pinned in back of her. She tried to say something, but her mouth wouldn’t move. Slowly, the fog her mind was in wisped away and she realized that she was bound and gagged.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 10)_

### Chapter 11

Janice draped herself around her husband as he flicked on the news. A stupid reality show was just ending and a young girl was complaining about being kicked-off too early. Janice pictured the petite brunette bound and struggling; a gag silencing her whining. Now THAT would be a show. . . call it ‘Predators and Prey’ or something like that. The losers became slaves.

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.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 5)_

### Chapter 6

Amanda squirmed in her bonds, trying to get free. The young blonde was lying on the bed nude, her wrists locked in leather cuffs behind back and her ankles cuffed to the foot of the bed. A red leather collar was encircled her neck and a stout chain ran from it to the head of the bed, effectively pinning her there. She could put her wrists to one side of her or the other, but that was about it. She couldn’t even look to see her cuffed wrists in the position she was in. The penis-shaped gag was now making her jaw ache but worse of all, the gel the man had rubbed into her sex was driving her nuts, giving her a tingling itch that she couldn’t relieve.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 1)_

### Chapter 2

Amanda’s heart sank as she heard her sister Cassandra starting to sob through her gag. Neither of their captors had moved. The man was holding a riding crop, tapping it into one hand. The woman just held her crop by her side. Both were looking at Sandy as her tears made dark trails from her eyeliner. “Now, I don’t know who is who,” the man said, talking with a slight southern accent, “and I really don’t care. You, young lady. . .” The man pointed his crop at Amanda, still bound naked above her sister; her hands bound behind her back and her mouth gagged with an obscene gag with a black gel dildo protruding out of it. “. . .you are going to be known as number 1.” The woman, Mistress, turned and went over to the armoire and removed from it a red leather collar. On the front, a big chrome number 1 was emblazoned. Without a word, the woman Amanda knew as Mistress fastened the collar around her neck, locking it into place. “Now, 1, you have pleased us with your performance here. You made your sister here cum and that means you aren’t going to be whupped. However, your sister there isn’t going to be as fortunate. She’s going to learn firsthand not to disappoint us.” Ray smiled, listening to Cassandra’s renewed sobs. Both young blondes were gorgeous, being bound in a ‘69‘ position and glistening from their sexual efforts. Number 1’s breast dangled down over her sister, jiggling as she caught her breath. The other twin lay on her back, her eyes closed and her head turned away from the couple.

Double or Nothing

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

(story continues from Part 4)_

### Chapter 5

As she watched her sister being led out of the room, Cassandra felt her soul just flush down the toilet, leaving just a fragile shell behind. The door shut with certain finality and she was left with her own pain and the woman. Her jaw was starting to hurt, because she was forced to bite down on the gag in a certain way. Her shoulder ached from her hands being stretched to the ceiling.

Ella's Vacation - Chapter 3

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

continued from part two

Chapter Three Part Five - Sabrina gets her man, Ella gets wet.

Sabrina sat on her Masters lap, barely awake, it had been a lovely day for her. She shuddered as he gently lifted her off of him, and slid out from underneath her. Once he let go of her she slumped, and was held up by the frame work alone, as she had no strength left. He came over and untied her and then stripped her naked, after securing her hands in front of her in a pair of locking leather restraints he led her into a small side room with a shower. There he gently bathed her, she felt as though her body and mind were melting, first the torture, which had lasted hours, had made her feel like she was going to lose her mind if she wasn’t allowed to come, and then to be so thoroughly screwed afterwards, and now a long hot shower with wonderful massaging hands. She never wanted to leave.

Jane's Story 4: At The Club

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

(story continues from Jane’s Story 3: Quality Time)_

Part 4: At The Club

Jane knelt between the girl’s legs. Cindy had a handful of her long, blonde hair, pressed her face to the girl’s pussy.

The girl was tied to the couch, legs spread, ankles roped to the legs. There were ropes above and below her breasts. They had been cinched together making the girl’s breasts bulge. There were chrome-steel clamps on her nipples that jiggled as the girl squirmed. She was gagged with a large, red ball and wore a black blindfold.

Linda & Kristi

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

Chapter One

The damned connection kept timing out. Why hadn’t she chosen a shorter password?

Linda pressed the ENTER key, sending her username and password off into cyber-land and establishing her connection to the Internet. After a few minutes and some very patient typing, the familiar login prompt to the mail server sprang into view. She breathed a sigh of relief.

This had to be the hardest email Linda had ever had to write. Who would have thought typing a two-paragraph e-mail would be so hard? Probably people who had never had to write e-mails using a pen stuck into the front of a ballgag, tightly pulled into their mouths. People who weren’t battling a collar and leash that j-u-s-t let them reach the keyboard. And people that probably weren’t wearing a locked-on crotch belt holding the fullness of a dildo inside their pussies.

Linda & Kristi

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

Chapter One

The damned connection kept timing out. Why hadn’t she chosen a shorter password?

Mummified and Eaten 2.1

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

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 1

“Honey, I’m hungry.” Sala’s husband put her book down and looked at her curiously.

“Really? You just ate a month ago.” A mischievous smile crept onto Sala’s face.

“Yes, I know. But this one…” She rubbed her smooth and cool belly “…is all done. I’m feeling up for more meat.”