WARNING and disclaimer, this story contains extreme BDSM. Electric play is potentially fatal and you should not attempt anything described here. The Session: I have had an obsession with pain for as long as I can remember. In my adult years the main focus has been with electro play. A deep desire for endless amounts of pain has haunted and motivated me to...
This story has been written to challenge rather than titillate. Discussion on the Lit BDSM board has sparked the idea for this story. I hope all there see this. The author does not endorse the use of devices as described in this story. Do not try this at home! ----------------------------------- Ann looked at Gary standing gazing back defiantly at her....
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (25 min/mp3) * * * * * I watch from the shadows. My eyes adjusted to the gloaming, my body in tune with the night. My hand rests on my crotch, waiting for a sign, a stirring from my loins. The park bench, almost close enough for me to touch, the scents of the evening, both natural and from the throngs of people leaving the...
Chapter 5: Old Friends and Silver Mines On an unusually cool morning in June Arthur stood on the patterned brick walkway that he helped build. It was the 8th, exactly one month since his arrest. In that time the brown and yellow path had advanced a hundred meters closer to the war memorial. Though there was a slight glow in the east all the brighter stars...
If you've read my earlier story, "Self-imposed Punishment" (Please do; it'll provide valuable background that will help you to better understand what I've written here), you know the drill at my house: in order to cum, I must first suffer by the cock and balls. Intense application of electroshock is the punishment of choice. Two things on which I unfortunat...
Switched Hushed voices woke me up. With the recent events I was on alert immediately and started to carefully slide down the couch and crawled around it to find a nice little hiding spot. I did not want to be discovered, I did not want to be taken and abused, and I needed to get out of here. ‘Oh please don’t let them see me’, I begged in my thoughts and cur...
I am sitting here in my little home office writing about the naughty things I have done, and also about things I would like to do - even things I just dream about, fantasies. Some of the stories are so near the truth that it makes me remember the passion or excitement of that incident or adventure. Others are pure fantasy, created entirely in my mind, while...
Chapter 20 -- The Story of Two Final Punishments Kim's friends became increasingly nervous as the end of April approached. The reason was simple enough; they were due to receive the final switching of their sentences on April 25. The switching was the final major event of their sentences they needed to endure before their release in July, but that did not m...
Author's Cautionary Note: This is fiction. No animals were hurt writing this, nor were any of the characters, although there are several rather severe spankings, among other libertine activities. Needless to say none of the people are real. However the characters do engage in one dangerous activity. They walk and/or play in the forest without any clothes (pa...
Tom looked like he had just won the lottery. He was beaming and as happy as ever. He decided that he would make me a gift which would be a constant reminder of our relationship and status. For the next few weeks as soon as he got home Tom, who has an engineer, would retreat to the basement. I would hear banging and motors, but he did not want me to see what...