What is it about the unobtainable things in life that makes them so alluring? Is it the thrill of the chase, even when we know that it has a foregone conclusion? Is it the air of mystery, the spirit of the unknown that draws us to these illicit treasures like moths to the flame? Everyone says that the forbidden fruit is always the sweetest, but why? These t...
Mark walked into the room and threw his tie and jacket onto the bed. He unbuttoned the tailored shirt and dropped the slacks to the floor. Getting home on Friday afternoon was always one of his favorite times. He could drop all of his office drag – the Brooks Brothers suits and shoes – and get ready for another weekend of fun. He enjoyed his job as the head...
Here is the final chapter in Daniels journey of becoming a slave. Warning, this chapter depicts rape and may not be to every one's liking. I hope you have all enjoyed reading this story as I have had writing it. I will be writing more in the future so please do keep checking back. *** It's friday and I haven't heard from Sir all week, I hate it when I don'...
I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when reading the story. I hope you find it as stimulating reading as...
I was a naïve first year English University student back in 1973 who'd been put in bondage and disciplined by an older, ex-cop fellow student. It turned into a regular Friday evening date, with Bill greeting me each time in his white tropical police uniform, cuffing my wrists and leading me upstairs to the back bedroom where my discipline fantasies came tr...
Eric was laying on his back in the middle of the king-sized bed in his friend Jeffrey's spare bedroom. He still had on the yummy ankle-length yellow mohair sweater dress that his friend was planning to post on Ebay later that evening. He was also quite securely bound and gagged. His ankles had been tied together with soft, black bondage rope and so had his...
"The offer is tempting, yes," The elegantly clad Guiovani Lucano, president of Unipro, said, "but the French cosmetic firms are eager to have whatever Dragobotania we can produce. There's really no sufficient incentive I can see to change that and sell to the United States instead." He was talking to the American chemical dealer, Nicholas Reynolds, as they...
Ryan didn't know what was worse as he sat at the hospital, the screams or the quiet. Miles was unconscious when the paramedics arrived and he didn't regain consciousness until reaching the hospital an hour ago. Then the screaming started. The desperate cries coming from Miles made everyone feel sick. These weren't the usual cries from a hospital patient, th...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...
This is my fantasy and I'm "sticky" to it. While there is only slight non-consent reluctance I have put this story in this category because the non-consent reluctance aspect will mature in the next two continuations. I hope you enjoy the fulfillment of my fantasy. There I was sitting in my car a in a strip mall not to far from home, nervous, anxious, an...