Twine on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Gang of Four 1: Real Estate Lady

Thu, 21 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000

Part 1: Real Estate Lady

When she walked through the office, most of the guys would stop what they were doing, and pretend to casually glance in her direction. Dressed up, Diane looked absolutely stunning walking through the real estate office. She wore tailored clothes that fit her nicely. That is “nicely” and not slutty. Most of the guys would quietly think to themselves, “She is way out of my league, but oh man, what I would do with that!”

Emma and the Stable 2: Opening the Stall

Thu, 14 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000

story continues from part one

Part 2: Opening the Stall

Emma lay quietly in the empty stall. She knew if she made a sound, those two lesbian bitches would be on her like flies on shit. She was tightly tied by her own hand. Emma had used some leather sleeves she had found in the tack room, along with some hemp twine to carefully bind herself in preparation for what she thought would be another hot session with the stable boy, Billy.

Riding Lessons 3

Sat, 28 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000

story continues from part two

Part 3

Authors Note: Just to give you a warning, this chapter has more humiliation and punishment than traditional WAM and there is a quantity of horse manure for someone who has misbehaved. It follows on from part 2.

Sarah had not looked shocked some hours later when she had freed me from my sticky itchy bondage. Hilary had left the drying lamps on so the stuff had set like concrete trapping my body. Sarah had first pried my body from the floor with a shovel before washing a quantity of the mess from me. I was still pretty well caked when she stood me up.

Emma and the Stable

Sat, 14 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000

Thursday: Billy Goat Gruff

Emma was a high school senior, but much to her disgust, she looked much younger. She had a slight frame and was on the small side. She thought she had a nice figure, but her young looking face and smaller size caused most boys to think of her as a little girl. This frustrated her greatly, so she had begun to wear more daring clothing, and walk with more hip swing, just to see if she could attract some boy’s attention. She was a woman damn it, and she wanted someone to notice. She knew that she looked damn hot without her clothes. She had looked in the mirror a few times while naked.

A Dreary Afternoon

Wed, 05 Apr 2006 00:00:00 +0000

“Now that explains a lot of things!” exclaimed Mandy as we sat in the sun on the steps of the College Library.

“What does?” I asked.

“Dreary’s Dad’s a holy man.” She replied pointing to a middle-aged man in Salvation Army uniform who was walking across the Green with Deirdre Macklin - a girl in our year who had the nickname Dreary.

As the pair of them looked so alike and had the same walk there was little doubt that the man was either her father or some close relation.

Selfbondage Slave

Wed, 03 Jul 2002 00:00:00 +0000

It was rare for me to get the whole day at home alone, and believe me; I planned to take advantage of it.

First thing I did was take a long, hot shower, so hot my skin was beautifully rosy, and I could hardly breathe from the steam. I was really in the mood to be abused, but there was no one else around to do it, so I had to take care of it myself. I filled a two-quart enema bag with soapy water. I also laid out yarn, dental floss and several clothespins and some weights. When I felt I was as clean on the outside as I could get, I knew it was time to clean out the inside and start the fun and games. I got down on my hands and knees in the tub and twisted the shower knob to ice cold. Then taking a deep breath, I slid the enema nozzle deep into my ass. I imagined myself being forced to kneel under the icy shower as my bottom filled with the hot water… I closed my eyes and imagined a strong, demanding, domineering man in the shadows, just watching, directing me. I was given no choices, no options. I turned on the hose.