From the frequency with which Mei-Lien brought it up during our telephone conversations the next week, it was clear that the shopping trip which I had proposed was very much on her mind. After she had completed the more physically demanding portion of her exercises and had assumed the pose which I specified she adopt on her dildo, she would ask for more deta...
[This account has been passed to me by a young woman of my acquaintance, whom I shall call Rosie. I have edited it somewhat to prevent her from being identified. She is 38 years of age, having been married for 14 years to a French hotelier. They have two children, both conceived (she says) while tight-laced to her anatomical limit. Lit readers will notice th...
On the morning after Mary's first experience with nipple clamps, Tim came up behind her as she was about to enter the shower. She was naked and he was wearing only a thin silk robe. He pressed his body against Mary's back as his hands reached around to fondle her breasts. Tim said, "You were right last night. I haven't been enjoying your body enough without...
Disclaimer: My stories contain explicit descriptions of consensual and Non-Consensual sexual activities and are not suitable for reading by anyone under the age of 18, or anyone offended by reading such material. These acts include bisexual activity, cross-dressing and other fetishes and perversions. All characters and events are complete and total fiction a...
By now most of you who might read this know me, at least a little. And you know these stories are real, with the exception of the conversations, which are more how I remember them than real. I mean honestly, who can remember a conversation from last week, much less months and years ago? This took place in the spring after Paul and I had begun dating. Maybe...
It was a bright, blue, cold day in February. As she walked towards me, I could tell that she had a neat figure. She was dressed in a beige trench coat and colourful scarf. She was wearing high heels and walked carefully so that I was reminded of a glider; smoothly weaving her way through the other shoppers. The advertisement had said, "Very shapely woman wis...
The bell on the glass door rings as I walk into the store. It's in a suburban strip mall sandwiched between a nail salon and a beauty parlor. I'm scared to death someone I know will see me here and learn my secret. But this is part of the thrill. This is dirty sex, and I love it. I'm in a trashy lingerie shop. I'm not buying for a wife or girlfriend. I'm s...
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...
Kali smiled down at her finished project. It was a shame that such beautiful garments did not meet the requirements of her particular sexual appetite, but she loved the work it took to remodel them. On her sewing table lie a deep blue corset and skirt ensemble. The blue material of the corset had some silver strands sewn in and when held up to the light gave...
Everywhere, fabrics of the softest materials. Cut into the most erotic of shapes. Corsets to make one's body more slender. Bustiers to give the breasts a lift. Brassiers made so that the dark areolas can be seen. Most were sensible, which is what she looked to more. She could not fancy herself in something as silly as a corset or as brazen as the string thon...