I seriously get off on the idea of being tied up. I'm not into master and slave role-play and I don't get off on pain or degradation. Being physically restrained by someone I trust and am attracted to though, having to surrender complete control while I am tormented and teased, does it for me. Secure restraints I can struggle against, knowing I can't escap...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I perched peacefully on the top of a picnic table, my sneakered feet resting on the fixed seat. It was a bright and quiet morning in our camp ground, the morning sun not long up, with no movement and a fleeting soft breeze. Across the way, my tent mate made her appearance...
The Driver Anna stepped off the plane, having been to England before but knowing this would be different. She strode through the airport, single carry on in tow, having been instructed to pack but a few items. There were a few dresses, some odds and ends and essentials, then a variety of lingerie with a few toys - among them a strap on which laid waiting for...
Author's Note: The following is Part 2 of a sequel to "The Dice Game" (https://www.literotica.com/s/the-dice-game-2). It is also a work of fiction intended for novelty purposes only. It contains graphic scenes which may not depict fully safe or wise BDSM practices, and should be enjoyed purely as fantasy. Part Two: A Sabine Evening It was dark by the tim...
There I was, kneeling... silently... shivering with my body covered in goosebumps. I felt as though I had taken an ice bath and now was sitting down on the ground, without clothes, waiting for the devil to grasp me and take a hot drop of wax to my pale freckled skin... I was kneeling there... red spots, that resembled raspberries you would get as a child f...
Olga was raised in a traditional Spanish family; she never missed a mass, never swore and never went out without a duenna to accompany her. Her grandmother, a lady whose maid had laced her into a corset every morning, believed that all respectable ladies should be girdled. This outdated concept was forced on Olga at a young age. The women in her family were...
She turned her car into the first empty stall, and lit a clove cigarette before even putting it in park. She noticed that her right hand trembled the slightest bit while holding up the lighter. Nervous? Not really. Anxious, enthralled, impatient, yes. She had been coming to see this lawyer in the suburbs for two months now, and he had somehow learned all of...
THIS is my new account, I am reposting my old stories! Thanks for your patience loves! *** There I was, kneeling... silently... shivering with my body covered in goosebumps. I felt as though I had taken an ice bath and now was sitting down on the ground, without clothes, waiting for the devil to grasp me and take a hot drop of wax to my pale freckled skin....
I begrudgingly started going to the gym three days a week after I had triple bypass surgery. The cardiologist prescribed exercises to keep my heart healthy. I joined a local gym and started the cardio program, at first it was a chore, but over time, it became part of my daily routine. Tread milling away listening to my MP3 player and watching the people com...
Celia shifted in her chair as much as she could, which was not a lot at all. Coils of rope encircled her wrists and were in turn tied to the back of the chair. Her ankles were each tied to a chair leg, and more rope wrapped around her thighs stretched her legs as far apart as they would go. The large ball gag in her mouth made her drool, and this had run ov...