You have always kept your fetish closely guarded; you've given previous girlfriends subtle hints to try and get them to act accordingly, but have never disclosed the true nature of your fetish. You are addicted to tights. To pantyhose, leggings, bodysuits, catsuits, zentai, bodystockings….to any spandex or nylon garment that tightly hugs the legs and crotch....
It was a fairly normal encounter during fetish weekend: Two masters sitting at the bar and chatting, their subs on leashes behind them. In this case, one of them had a rubber gimp on his leash, hands chained behind its back, a gas mask with darkened lenses obscuring its features. The other one had a rubber puppy sitting at his feet, hands locked in rubber pa...
Author's Note Chapters 12 through 17 are the final chapters to "Donna's Ultra High Heels - Book 2" and will be sequentially submitted in both the Fetish and BDSM categories in the following order: Chapters 12, 14 and 17 in the Fetish category and chapters 13, 15, and 16 in the BDSM category. ***** Chapter 12 The elevator reached the first floor and Don...
My wife (Allie) and I (Rory) have been together for a little over three years now, she is quite aware that I'm the kinky, weird one out of the two of us. We are both in our late twenty's with fairly successful careers thus far. Soon after we started dating, through casual talk, she informed me, that in every relationship she was the controlling one. Why she...
We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...
DISCLAIMER: This story features a loving couple who participate in female domination, cuckolding, humiliation, chastity and cum-eating with the consent of both parties. If these themes offend you, feel free to discontinue reading now. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the story. It almost feels like a dream when you're not in the middle of it. The days when you'r...
When the doorbell rang I honestly thought I was hearing things, I'd lived in my apartment for two years and I don't think anybody had ever rang it before. It's not that I don't have any friends although if I'm being honest I don't have many, it's just that I live in a secure block and any visitors would ring the bell at ground level and then I would either c...
We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
Note: This story contains themes of male chastity and light femdom. The themes here will be fairly gentle, but it is still a femdom story, so be aware! ***** James Taylor and his wife Ava lay in bed together in their Sunday night post-orgasmic bliss. They had been together for eight years, dating for five and married for three. Their sex life had been norm...