Chapter 1 Joan was going to spend a few weeks with her aunt and uncle at their summer home in a remote area of south central Missouri. It was the summer between her Junior and Senior years at the University of Missouri in Columbia. She had turned twenty one earlier that spring. Her Aunt Susan was in her early-forties and along with her Uncle Mike ran a ver...
It was Saturday night and she was all alone in the house. Her mother and sister had gone out to have dinner and see a movie that she'd already seen, and she was happy to be alone with time for herself for a change. She worked so hard during the week on her studies that these few hours were precious, a time for a full fantasy masturbation. Her social life was...
Author's Notes as before: (1) This is fiction; (2) Do not read this chapter out of context. Read chapters 1-4; (3) Jason is a masochist; (4) Victoria is a sadist and possibly a psychopath, her actions illegal; (5) Do NOT ever attempt "breath play" as it is described herein; (6) Do NOT ever leave anyone in bondage as severe as this for as long as this a...
Marie had been invited to pump her nipples with Nancy on Sunday morning as she'd done the prior week but couldn't come due to travel plans. On Sunday, she texted Nancy from the airport, "Thinking of you. Looking forward to Tuesday!" The message was sincere. Still following a daily schedule of nipple pumping, Marie had carried her pump on her one night trip....
Fiona and Diane were sitting on the sofa sharing some wine, waiting for Anna to come around after his "petite mort". An unused joint lay on the table and a large vanilla scented candle flickered and smoked beside it in the dimly lit dungeon. Diane was still fitted with the strap-on but she had cleaned it with soap and alcohol, and that was good, because it b...
Finally! I had the day off from work and I planned to spend it indulging two of my favorite activities... crossdressing and self-bondage! I've been dressing since I was 10 years old, and about the only thing that was more exciting than getting all femmed up... was locking myself into some strict bondage and struggling to get free! I lived in a small apartme...
*********************** ************************** Copyright Oggbashan December 2009 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ***********...
All characters are over 18 years of age. ***** Bill was 22 when he met Nan in a local bar in LA. It was June; he'd just finished law school and was starting a job in the legal department of a large bank. Coming to the bar from work had Bill wearing a suit and tie which made him stand out in the local tavern. Nan was a grad student who was at the bar with a...
I had seen myself briefly in the mirror. My face was obscured with blck rubber, my waist, constricted in the corset was the narrow waist of a woman of a century earlier. My head was held high by the thick collar. It was not me who looked back. More than anything, it was this realisation that sent a thrill through my entire being. Master had promised me that...
The Idea Janette had been a little worried lately. Alan had been busy at work for the past few months and had not been paying her as much attention as she would have liked. She was beginning to feel a little insecure of her own femininity and was wondering if Alan might have a little something on the side. She herself had been busy at the lab recently and d...