Gimp Stories

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Gimp and Pup

by felixkatz on May 22, 2019
Fetish

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...

The Gimp

by Mortice on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

He said he was going to bring a pet, but he didn't say what. I normally wouldn't like my friends bringing pets to my parties, but he assured me it would be no trouble. The party was quite busy when I heard his van arrive. It was dark, so I couldn't see clearly, but I saw him getting something out of the back. And it was big - perhaps a Doberman or Alsatian...

The Gimp (Prelude)

by assco on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Mistress Roberts' Dungeon was the finest in Hollywood. From her double-throne she surveyed the orgy, her hand resting on the flaccid lightsaber of a striking black actor. She was very much the Queen, in her forties and still an extremely pretty woman. She wore red leather, her breasts thrust up in an uncomfortable corset, boots to her thighs. With one hand s...

A Very Unexpected First

by S3lwyncd0g on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

"Hey Gimpy! Get outta the way!" came the shout, a moment too late of course and the stampeding herd of jubilant seniors crashed into me and shoved me into the lockers lining the hall. I struggled to remain upright as the buffeting continued. Yells, cheers and shouts bounced off the walls to add to the din and confusion. Someone threw an armload of papers int...

She Loves My Gimpy Feet

by Braced4Impact on Dec 3, 2019
Fetish

Being born with a disability certainly has its drawbacks, but not everything was doom and gloom for me. I was born with spina bifida, a condition where the spinal cord doesn't develop quite right, and a gap or hole develops while in the womb. When I was born, I was disabled, and now, in my thirties, I'm just as disabled as the day I took my first breath. I...

Dueling View Points

by TaleTeller4035 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Born a gimp, his only sexual relationship was with his hand. He had jerked off several times a day for almost every day of his life. At age 18, he discovered Female Domination sites on the internet, and he introduced rubber bands, a flexible steel ruler, and various clips, caps and other round objects that fit tightly about his erect cock into his masturbato...

Mo & Curio & Old Man Rivers Gimp

by dannychellette on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Freebird! Eddie Nesbit could not carry a tune under the best of circumstances but with only the uncaring wind to hear him bellow, emulating Ronnie Van Zant was not the hardest task. Above the hearty drone of the 351 Ford motor pushing him up the mighty Mississippi in an old Ski Nautique, Eddie and the late Van Zant sang their hearts out in praise of the als...

Opportunity

by msgimply on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Opportunity: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection My room mate, Eileen, was away for the weekend with her boyfriend. Of course, I was jealous. I always told her that I didn't know how she managed to attract and keep a man since she was a high level para and completely dependent on her wheelchair. She isn't that good looking, either, but I don't tell her...

The Seduction: A Narrative from Ms. Gimply's Collection

by msgimply on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

I was determined to seduce my husband. We had been married for nearly a year now. It was the second for both of us. I was divorced and support from my ex was sporadic and unreliable. But especially my teenage daughter needed emotional support and a stable home life. He had provided it. His two preteen kids needed a woman in their home to begin to compensate...

Rehabilitation

by msgimply on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Rehabilitation: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection. We were on our way to our first party since I was injured. It was only an informal afternoon gathering at my cousin Mary's place. Tad, my husband, had helped me into the car and stashed my wheelchair in the trunk. I was looking forward to getting out. But I was nervous about showing my newly acquired...