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My Favorite Tortures

by chatbug on Jun 15, 2020
BDSM

I'm Veronica, and I torture my masochistic husband. We've been married for four years. My husband was looking for a relationship where the woman would be in control, which I craved. My husband wanted a tease and denial relationship and I thought that would be fun. I enjoyed helping him pick out a stainless steel chastity cage for him to wear. It took about...

Chastity Keyholder Sexting

by her_pantyboy on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

This morning my Keyholder was at work and i was 1200 miles away locked in a CB6000s chastity cage with a plastic numbered lock (485807). i was telling Her how much i missed Her and we were just talking about everyday life, when in the background i heard one of Her male coworkers bring Her a cup of coffee. As he gave it to Her, She said, "thanks bitchboy". i...

Double Tease and Denial

by chatbug on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

"Hi sweetie, how was your day?" My wife, Patricia, greeted me at the door with a smile, and not much else. She had panties on. "Good, but I'm tired. It's been a long week." Patricia let me put my shoulder bag down before she took me in her arms and kissed me. I held her in my arms for a while before I heard her say, "Richard's coming over tonight." Great...

Moving In

by aishagrey on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

It all began when I finally had the chance to buy my first house, I was now 29 with a good career it was time to find a home to raise my son (I assume you had your son then). The first house is exciting, perhaps more so then any other in your life, just because it's your first. My first house was beautiful to me, but like a lot of first houses it needed some...

Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

by chatbug on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

I walked into The Flamingo Lounge on the Block. I was bored at work, so I took the afternoon off last Friday to see the dancers. Hell, to touch and fondle the dancers. It was early June, and warm, over 90 degrees, so the street was quiet. I hurried to get from my car in the parking garage to the coolness of the basement bar. The Flamingo Lounge, like most of...

Submissive's Journey 02

by mollycactus on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Okay, so maybe I went too far. I was so excited by experimenting with my new shackles, that I kept making it more and more difficult for me to free myself. I set up an area in the basement for this purpose. It looked innocent enough – merely a small but strong hook in the wall that was hardly noticeable, and a stack of books on the floor. When I was home al...

The Pills Ch. 1

by billyt98366 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

This is a true accounting of my wife and her school life. My wife and I have been married for 18 years and have two children, ages 15 and 13. I am 42 years old and am an engineer. Dot, my wife, is 40 years old and a nursing student at a local university. She waited until our children were in school before she started school, so she could be home to take car...

Going To Mary's

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Sam is a wonderful husband, a good provider and he loves me and I have never doubted it for one minute. But Sam is not all that great in bed. Barely adequate, but barely adequate doesn't cut it when you are young and have the strong sexual desires that I have. I have found something that helps take the edge off my sexual hunger - no, I better be honest here...

Suburban Sex Club Ch. 01

by Laura_Mary_Chutmeh on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

The woman seemed to be bent over some kind of contraption similar to the sawhorses I'd seen construction workers using. Her bottom half was sort of naked, long slim legs clad in only sheer stockings with the suspenders from a garter belt running along the upper thighs. If there were panties, they were very very small and I could not see them at all; there pr...

Ghost House

by Balaak on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Horror

I received the life insurance payments last year. My wife had died, struck down by a drunk driver. I'm not sure how I was able to continue living those nine months, but I know that the struggle was on breathing and moving and trying to avoid the crushing grief that welled up in pitiful sobs that made the struggle to breathe even more difficult. We had main...