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...
When Ben awoke, he couldn't breathe and he couldn't move. Then he smelled her and felt her warm pussy on his lips. Now he remembered where he was. He was tied to the guest bed in the house that belonged to his Mistress. It was still dark, but he couldn't tell if it was just another middle of the night call (her insomnia woke her up frequently) or if it was...
I was alone in my room. I sat there thinking how this all began. ----------- After our wedding, I was carrying her across the threshold into the room. She was 5'3" and stunningly beautiful, with shoulder length brown hair and sparkling green eyes. We both undressed to consummate the marriage and she asked "Wouldn't it be fun if we tied you up?" It had al...
One Spalding Tyll walked home disconsolately, his knapsack hanging off his arm. It had now been 103 days since Mother had allowed him to masturbate, and it was hanging heavy on his young balls. Spalding had asked his Mom to dominate him when he finished his first year of college, at age nineteen... Yes and she'd put him in chastity...although he'd had a p...
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters are age 19+. ***** Having grown bored with how things were progressing with my sissy son, I have recently ventured into a new and fun project –filming and distribu...
Considering I hadn't killed anyone for months, life was good. People say, "Do what you know." I know killing people. This is not a skill accepted in great degrees by our society. If you're good at killing people, you go into the military, or if you're really good, you get into politics. Neither option appealed to me, so I had used my skills in an illegal f...
This is the second story in The Erotic Adventures of Chastity Summers. It follows Romancing the Raptor. ** Chauncey Adams started the day with a light breakfast of coffee and toast, explicitly avoiding any added sugar or cream or condiment that might irritate his bowels on such an important day, but, with each exhausted, stumbling step through the darkness...
Last episode In Part 5 of this story Dianne had (reluctantly) agreed to stay locked up in a chastity belt for at least three days. She expected that after these days of torment she would be rewarded with the orgasm she desperately craved. I had conditioned her with only one session to enjoy the intense sexual release that is the result of only a pain/pleasu...
Like all of my stories, this was originally an email to my wife. Hope you enjoy how I get out my sexual frustrations. ***** I'm on my knees, naked accept for my chastity device and a collar around my neck. You're wearing knee high boots, black panties, and a corset. It's Friday night and you told me that if I was good this weekend I'd get a chance to cum....
Dr. Shepherdson Grangerford milled about at the fundraiser, his adoring wife, Treva by him, the ultimate arm candy even after all these years. A balding, chubby fellow came up, grabbing Shep's hand. "Dr. Grangerford, everyone is so pleased that you made the fundraiser, and that you'll be heading up the Ophthalmological Wing. We probably couldn't have gotten...