Part 1 Well, how can I put it? I'm finally living my dream. It's rapidly turning in a nightmare, but my dream nonetheless. My name is Mariam, I live in the city. Twenty four years old, just finished fashion school. Currently I'm single, and I stay in an apartment in the center of town. I've always like sewing and designing clothes, with a keen eye on the r...
Chapter 9 -- Dressing For Success, Again In spite of the vibrating plug, I somehow fell asleep. When I woke up, it had stopped vibrating. I didn't know if the plug had run out or if Jane had taken pity on me. It took me a second to realize that the gag had been removed during the night as well; I guess Jane really had decided to take it easy on me. I'm norm...
I moved to Los Angeles from New York about eight years ago, right after my divorce. The marriage didn't last long and ended bitterly. I now live a block from the beach in Santa Monica in a fairly exclusive high-rise apartment building. I quit my job as a graphic artist with a top advertising firm in NY, when I moved and started my own business here. I have a...
CHAPTER 11 - HUN (BRANDY'S STORY) Soaking wet from the rain, I tore through the trees, hurtling over fallen branches and roots. A latex hood with cutouts for my eyes, nose, and mouth encompassed my head, keeping the hair out of my eyes. As frustrating as it was to be naked, collared, ring-gagged, crotch-roped with a rubber G-string, and have my arms restra...
CHAPTER 9 -- THE AUCTION I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing loudly in my ear. I ignored it until the ringing finally stopped. Moments later, the phone rang again. Barely awake, I groggily reached over to the nightstand, lifted the phone into the air and slammed it back down onto the receiver. I exhaled in relief as the incessant ringing stopped onc...
It all started with a bit of fun on his road trip. Bryan was en route to San Francisco to hang out with an old female work colleague, as "friends". She was a couple years older than him, 32 to his 29, and she had a great apartment downtown. Of course Bryan had wondered if she would let him put the moves on. It didn't matter if he got to hookup with her or n...
"Sold, for 4,000 gold pieces, the job lot of five brand-new slavegirls! A round of applause for one of our favourite buyers, equestrian elf par excellence Mistress Penelope!" The crowd clapped as the five stark naked girls were handed over to their new elven owner, a commanding but small woman with long dark hair, decked out in a white and black leather equ...
This is a story with veiling fetish. Many people have this fetish, though it's not that popular. In case you wish to know more or read more stories related to veiling fetish, do for tales of the veils on google. It's an educational site and also contains stories related to the veiling fetish. I would like to thank Nye North from TOTV for proofreading my sto...
Chapter 1 She walked into the room exactly one minute late. She was five feet and fifty kilograms of sass, her cheeky smile peering out between neck-length curtains of silky black hair. Her profession demanded infallible stealth on a daily basis, and her jet-black locks and caramel skin tone allowed her to slip into shadows like a silk dress. Her petite fi...
A story of what might have been a dream. Names have been changed. *** One evening I was looking through profiles on a BDSM website and came across one for a local Mistress, she was developing a new dungeon and she was asking for suitable subs for her to try it out on. Someone to test the new equipment and layout on. I read the ad over and over again, this...