After breakfast, which had turned out quite well, courtesy of Heather, Mira, and Ming, I found myself being escorted back to the underground crypt or vault, whatever they wished to call it, though I wasn't alone. I was blindfolded again, of course, as were the others, but so were the dozen or so guests that arrived, who appeared to belong to a sorority affil...
My husband told me a story along these lines, so I've written it from his point of view. I'd so love to make it come true... * After a night of heavy drinking with my wife, she asked me to tell her a fantasy. I thought for a while, and she was fondling me, so I got a bit frisky. "Hmm ... OK, it's more about what you - do something really outrageous - in p...
When you are restrained in bondage, like I am now, you need to be able to let your mind wander. My arms are held up behind me in the T-bar forcing my head down so that I can only stare at the terrazzo floor between my feet. In this situation, letting your mind wander helps while away the hours. Thinking about being held in an awkward position only reminds yo...
The following day I showed up right on time. My new master seems pleased. He leads me to his bedroom and tells me to change into the items he had laid out. I change and he puts on the finishing touches. I am now dressed in an open cup leather corset, blindfolded and handcuffed with my hands behind my back, sat back on my knees and feet in the middle of a r...
Linda woke up in her hotel room at a quarter to eight. She slipped out of bed, stretched, and went into the bathroom. Standing in front of a full-length mirror wearing nothing but brief panties, she stretched again and examined her body. "Not bad at all," she thought proudly. Smooth skin, exercise-shaped arms and legs, pert breasts, and tight abdomen with no...
REBECCA The young bride stood naked, handcuffed, and trembling in the bridal suite of the large hotel. She was about to play a game: Andrew Compton's game. Compton sat watching her closely, a thin smile on his face, a cigarette smoldering between his fingertips. He could sense her fear and fed on it like a predator gaining strength from the scent of fear in...
Bloody planes! I'd been away on a three-day business trip. No fun, no action, and three days away from my wife. Not good. I always missed cuddling up to her long legs and incredible ass. She never wore anything to bed either. Just that smile and the glint in those cock-sucking eyes that tell me when she's in the mood. I'd been presenting to a group of sport...
The night they came back from Octoberfest, she burnt all his clothes. Gerrig and Margarethe agreed a week before that they'd both wear traditional dresses to the famous German beer festival in Munich. "Gerrig, I only have one dirndl. Why don't you wear your lederhosen you wore last year? The way your thighs and butt look in the tight leather, it gives me id...
(This is the final Drifter story. This story includes some violent and very graphic situations - if this kind of stuff disturbs you - this is your warning.) * He leaned against the gray BMW watching the front of the school. Soon classes would be letting out, and the final part of his plan would fall into place. At about 2:50 PM the bells rang at West Phoen...
My name is Eric I'm 30 and live in London with my wife Suzie. I have always been a fan of kinky sex and have experienced many of my fantasies. But nothing prepared me for what happened one Tuesday night. I came home from work as usual tired and frustrated I always hated taking the tube. As I came in I took off my jacket and put it on the coat stand also on...