The sand is soft and warm. I'm sitting on a heavy rope bondage frame, feet in the sand. It gets into my shoes. But its all right. It feels good. My coffee is in the sand. I'm tired of the camp duties that I just finished. I heard these guys were playing this evening, so I thought it'd be nice to sit in the sand and watch, just relaxing and drinking my coffee...
I knew the phone call would be coming that afternoon, but I had no idea what would happen next. I just knew I had to obey. I went through my day mechanically, my lips moving and my fingers typing as I sat in meetings and sent messages to my colleagues. But my whole inner being was already completely wrapped up in being fully submissive, and my cunt was throb...
This preface is the background for most of my bondage and slavery stories. It describes a world where most girls are enslaved. Their bodies become owned property with no rights at all. At the moment most of my stories are brief visions into this world and do not exist in any order or anything that could be called a "book" but perhaps they will become organiz...
I had no idea what my girlfriend had in mind when she sent the e-mail to my work account telling me to "be ready for a surprise at my place after work today." I immediately replied that I would come by after I had gone home to change from suit and tie to something much more comfortable... then spent the rest of the afternoon trying to anticipate what her dev...
It felt like a bad dream. My body was sore from been used by the staff. seems like I'd been fucked constantly the past 24 hours. I was getting used to my large breast implants now, however, the cage on my new huge penis prevented erections but kept me aroused and dripping pre-cum. Madeline arrived and entered my room arm in arm with the doctor. I noticed...
"Going out dancing tonight – wait up for me." Matthew's heart began to race as he saw the text message from his wife Michelle pop up on his iPhone. The last time he waited up for his wife, his ass had been sore for a week... Of course, in reality he loved every minute of it, but much like her seemingly-innocent text message, it was something that was kept...
Finally! I had the day off from work and I planned to spend it indulging two of my favorite activities... crossdressing and self-bondage! I've been dressing since I was 10 years old, and about the only thing that was more exciting than getting all femmed up... was locking myself into some strict bondage and struggling to get free! I lived in a small apartme...
Lisha and Riya ogled the dancer. The two were guests at a private party. An exotic dancer was performing a striptease. Her routine was very sexy and most of the guests were enthralled and definitely aroused by her dance. The dancer, herself, was a lovely girl, with a curvaceous figure. She was now stripped down to a sequined thong. The sequined part was real...
As I lay on top of the vaulting horse with a clear view of Leonardo and Venus who were both still assuming the position. I focused on the sensations assaulting my body, my cock stretched by the leather cock trap, my cock and balls held in a vise like grip by the "lips" of the leather "pussy", my nipples tormented by the twist lock clamps attached by the smal...
You are always so good at making lists, Becca! This is a compliment I hear a lot from colleagues and friends alike. Always meant sincere, it does have a backhanded element to it. It labels me organised, bureaucratic, predictable. Rebecca, the Excel Queen. Rebecca, mind you. Not Bec or Beckie. Not Becca, either. But people are so quick with shortening my na...