He wasn't sure how he was going to get out of this... or how he really got into it. His legs were bound tightly, his calves pushed against his thighs and tightly bound in something strong, probably plastic. His arms felt the same, his forearms to his biceps and again bound tightly unable to move. The rest of his body felt mostly bare, a chill breeze passing...
With the ear plugs in her ears, she could comprehend only the faintest whisper of the world around her. Her arms were in leather cuffs uncomfortably chained behind her and secured to the ceiling of the dog cage she was kneeling in. The cage had just enough room for her bent over with her legs and thighs likewise secured with leather cuffs attached to the sid...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out all right. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websit...
Note - this is a piece of fiction. The characters are not real. The scenario is purely a fantasy and does not describe any actual relationship. Laurel is not my actual wife. Enjoy! ***** I stood at the altar alone with Rev. Carl, the minister, looking out at the wedding guests. It wasn't a large wedding, still to me it seemed there were a lot of people l...
Parrish Pindler stood in abject pain as his testicles dragged, with the extensive weights attached to his chastity belt. Babs whacked the weights between Parrish's legs as he stood before her. "Yup, that fellow Copeland is a genius! I needed a little more vavoom to your chastity device, and this certainly has given you something to think about, huh babe?" B...
I awoke groggy and confused. I normally wake up in my nice queen size bed. I didn't know where I was. I had had the craziest dreams of me being a woman and getting me ass beat and fucked. Then I realized that it was no dream. I was tied down, my arms in front of me, I was on my stomach, my ass stuck in the air, something holding my feet spread apart, and I s...
Chapter 1 – Moving in - Sunday, November 13th My name is Patricia Teresa McKlellan, but my friends call me "PT". I was going through a dark time in my life. I had gotten fired from yet another dead-end job a few months ago. My self-confidence and enthusiasm were buried in a grave in the deep recesses of my psyche. The one bright spot in my life was serving...
Serena had heard about this place from a trusted girlfriend; during a long and tipsy happy hour, the friend had described this place as a "sex fantasy amusement park/spa." Her friend had given her a simple business card, with only a phone number on it. Serena brushed it off at the time, but after several weeks of wondering, she caved and gave the number a ca...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses figured me out pretty good. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websit...
This is a newly written story which I've shared elsewhere too and I expect to form part of an ongoing series. It is completely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. All characters are well over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Tuesday Morning -9.00am in a classroom/group setting. Con...