Asylum Bondage Stories

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Considering a Stay

by dontdoxme47 on Sep 14, 2020
BDSM

The company you worked with for several years had another round of layoffs. You lost your job three months ago and couldn't find work. The only jobs you could find were low paying, low skill jobs, that you consider yourself overqualified for. Your wife, Heather, still works and is now the breadwinner in the home. You stay home and keep the house clean, the...

Bondage Basics Pt. 02

by IvanMazlow on Sep 11, 2017
How To

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, sometimes, dear readers. It's a lonely job, being the voice of reason, y'know? I don't like it any more than some of you do! I've spent going on 25 years being a unrepentantly kinky deviant, literally since before it was cool, when most people's images of BDSM came from Judas Priest videos. That's a long time be...

Heroines' Inter-dimensional Asylum Escape

by lonewolf038 on Apr 22, 2025

In the stories, tales, and legends we grew up with over the years we always see good triumphing over evil, the hero (or in this case the heroine) defeating the villain, and living happily ever after (or at the very least, moving on to the next adventure as a better version of herself). However, there is the occasion, or more accurately a possibility, that th...

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What Comes Next?

by jjadler on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains some bondage, anal, and non-consent elements, and was originally posted in "Loving Wives". ***** Max looked down at Karen and smiled at the sight before him—her arms and legs taut, stretching to the four intricately carved bedposts of Max's walnut four-poster. Leather manacles wrapped around her wrists and ankles,...

My Introduction to BDSM

by MrDeviant on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I'd gone to Paddles, a bondage club in New York City, originally for no other reason then to try and remove the dreams I'd been having as of late. I'm not sure exactly what started the dreams but some erotic literature I had received at my apartment had definitely brought them to the forefront of my mind. The dream was a recurring one and, nightly, at least...

Inquisitorial Interrogations

by EstebanMamono on Oct 19, 2020
NonHuman

It started as a monstergirl chronicle/encyclopedia and turned DID-Bondage-BDSM-Drowsploitation-Bisexual stuff. Sorry, my bad. Still, I intend to add more vanilla monstergirl sex later on. Enjoy, fuckers. - Esteban de Chucha ***** Inquisitorial report: Subject: Human male, age 28. Well educated, local clerk, locksmith and jeweler. Married, has no child,...

New Straitjacket Tech for '63 Pt. 01

by Piratestan on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was a Wednesday, I think, when my boss asked if he could tie me up. Oh get your mind out of the gutter! It wasn't anything like that, nothing kinky, untoward, or inappropriate. See, I work as a secretary for Globe Publishing, the premiere publisher of detective, real-bondage, and escapology magazines for the contemporary, 1963 newsstand market. We don't...

Video Game ENP

by Humilatron on May 9, 2019
Fan Fiction

**New** Now allowing ALL characters, not just female!!! Welcome to every gamers' fantasy. Have you ever wanted to see your favorite character being stripped of all their dignity? Well step right up for this is the place for you. We've got characters ranging from all over the gaming world from Mrs Pacman to Commander Shepard whomever you want is fair game as...

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In His Service

by Katherine English 2 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Silently he sat in the great leather chair by the fire, a large man with military bearing and the stern demeanor of one who is used to being obeyed. He paused, his dark gaze giving no quarter until finally he curled his index finger and bade me to approach. I wanted to run, to hide my insecurities from his invasive glare, but it was too late. Inwardly I crin...

Scent of Ginger Ch. 07

by Case21 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Ch. 07: Compromised The Doctor and I had reached a turning point. He referred to it as a 'breakthrough.' I would call it the point at which I compromised –or was compromised, depending on how one sees it. At any rate, I realized for the first time that if I could please him enough, I might be able to convince him that I was recovering from my 'dysfunction,'...