I recently discovered that my new girlfriend, Honey, has a foot fetish. I just met her a few hours ago, yesterday, actually, Christmas evening. Now, it's nearly 3am in the morning the day after Christmas and we've yet to go to bed. I think with what I have planned, we may be pulling an all-nighter. Honestly, the two of us are too excited to sleep. It all st...
You wake up in your bed, in your attic bedroom. You sigh, not wanting to get out of bed. But then, you realize 2 things--one, your alarm clock didn't go off, you overslept! You have 5 minutes to get to the bus! And two--your bed is soaked in warm, smelly liquid. Did you wet yourself? (Just a note: The "catch the bus" route leads to diaper-related c...
Note: This story is inspired by and will start as a partial recreation of a very old story from back in the CHYOO2 days called "I Always Wanted A Pet". There will be significant divergences, even in the first few chapters. Furthermore, that thread was designed too heavily based on the old CHYOO2 system, so I doubt it's salvageable. However, I wante...
There is a small store, an unremarkable door under a forest green awning with one front window. An arch of foot-high gold Victorian-era letters spelling out "Ann Tique's Shoppe" adorn the front window, and are again repeated in one-inch letters on the glass of the door. As for the items displayed in the window, that changes over time. Some of them...
My love for panties started when I was about 18 years old. I attended a first aid course run by the Civil Defence unit. As part of the course they made us 'manufacture' all types of medical items, using pantyhose!! I was a naughty boy and very adventurous. I had a loft as my own place in our garage and would take a pair or two and make these medical items. I...
“Jon, can you get that?” Ashley’s voice emerged from the bathroom as the doorbell rang. With a groan, you put the video game you were playing on pause and run quickly to the door, certain that it was the courier with yet another parcel for your girlfriend. You yank the door open and gaze out into the street, but you don’t see anything. “Good afternoon, Sir.”...
The email certainly got my attention. "Hey cocksucker. I've seen what a cock slut you are, so you're getting a special invitation to our slut soiree." Over the 20 plus years in the scene, I had progressed from playing in the BDSM houses in NYC to almost exclusively booking sessions with independents. Well versed on the receiving end of CBT, bondage, whippi...
It had been a few weeks since Tom had taken the spare room in Jessica's flat. Jessica had taken on the lease for the whole flat and had been desperate for someone to take the second room. She was particularly pleased with Tom, he was tall, good looking and seemed like a fun kind of guy. Tom had also been pleased to move out from the flat he shared with his...
Wedding Bondage Ch.04 and Last ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan January 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. 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 o...
Note to editor: This story has HTML tags for italics, bold, and page breaks. This part takes place some time after the first, once they've actually gotten into a relationship. Contains: temporary limblessness, bondage, masochism, and gentle dominant/submissive. The feeling of utter helplessness that being restrained gave her wasn't always a sexual thing...