Esther walked in to the fetish club wearing a very short leather skirt and matching vest with thigh high boots. The leather bar was crowded, dark and sweaty. Behind the counter a naked man and woman were serving drinks. In the middle of the room was a tall woman wearing nothing but thigh high vinyl boots talking to a middle aged guy in pink stockings and gar...
I walked home, heels clicking on the pavement, feeling full of life. What had I done? Something completely out of the ordinary, and it had left me feeling, well, amazing. The world seemed brighter, sharper, louder—Like I had been looking at the world through dirty sunglasses, and now I'd taken them off. I got back to my flat and climbed the stairs; let mysel...
Chapter 1 I can remember it as if it were yesterday. The day had finally arrived. I was about to meet my Mistress for the first time. The months had dragged on endlessly while I had corresponded with Mistress Catherine regarding my suitability to serve her and become a permanent addition to her stable of slaves. I sat in the lounge of the Biltmore Hotel,...
Content Warning: Predicament bondage, self bondage, non-consent *** In a house of five people it was difficult to find time for yourself. Four other women meant the flat-share was always busy. Someone was always coming or going, knocking on you door to ask you if you wanted a cup of tea. Tonight she was absolutely alone in the house though, she had checked...
Author's Notes: I would like to make something known to the readers of any of my stories. The purpose of me writing these, besides the obvious, is to educate others of the truths of auto-erotic asphyxiation/breath play. The fetish has a horrible rep in the fetish community because of it's unfortunate association with death. I write what I write in proof th...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 10 -- Let's burn rubber together "Come and look at this," I said to Emma. In most cases, a woman's entry into a room where her partner is sitting naked except for white plimsolls and ankles socks at a computer looking at internet porn would strike a grievous if not terminal blow to the relationshi...
"Honey, I'm going away with my brother Rob this weekend hunting. He wants to know if you can look after Kate while we're gone." I raised my eyebrows from my book and looked at him. "Does your brother trust me enough?" I asked. Mike laughed. "I guess he does. Oh, and Kate's friend is going to stay with her too, to keep her company." My pussy twitched slig...
Agent 409 was exhausted, her body tired and sore especially her pussy. The extreme orgasms had taken their toll on her. Her skin was slick with sweat as the excursion and the tight rubber of her suit had heated up her body quite a lot. She didn't know how much more she could take. The large stun rod was still lodged inside her and the humming continued to vi...
Stuart took the wooden spoon from Lydia's hand. He turned and walked over to the dresser, opened a drawer and replaced the spoon. He closed the drawer, opened another, and brought out a pair of soft cuffs, a pair of leather ankle cuffs and a silver ball flogger. "Lets change the pace a little," Stuart said to Lydia. "Untie the rope," he said, indicating the...
I knew I was in for it when an ex-girlfriend of mine set me up on a blind date with one of her new friends. We talked a little on the phone, and "Elizabeth" and I decided to meet in a local park at ten P.M. At ten, I was at the arranged area when along came my date. She was in a black overcoat and carried this tiny black bag, so I couldn't tell much about t...