(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. Please send feedback to me - it makes writing these worthwhile. * "Enjoying yourself?" I asked rhetorically as I entered the room. The heels of my thigh high boots echoed as I confidently strode along the varnished wooden floor. They matched...
Part 1 Well, how can I put it? I'm finally living my dream. It's rapidly turning in a nightmare, but my dream nonetheless. My name is Mariam, I live in the city. Twenty four years old, just finished fashion school. Currently I'm single, and I stay in an apartment in the center of town. I've always like sewing and designing clothes, with a keen eye on the r...
This is a continuing Weis Kreuz fanfic.-- It involves m/m pairings and BDSM and fetishes. If any of these offend you-- you should probably read something else. ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ @ ~~ Wrapped in a straitjacket, Farfarello sat hunched in a corner of the room he shared with Ken. It was sparsely furnished with a king-size bed, a large armoire, a closet and a coupl...
"Kamn, you Freewombs expect the silver pedestal, don't you?" Alice held her tongue, knowing that the evening's liquor still buzzed in her head. The lack of inhibition that had landed her this after-party job was likely to only get her into trouble now. So instead she rested on her knees, grabbed the bars of her gilded cage and let it swing gently, batting h...
It was a Wednesday, I think, when my boss asked if he could tie me up. Oh get your mind out of the gutter! It wasn't anything like that, nothing kinky, untoward, or inappropriate. See, I work as a secretary for Globe Publishing, the premiere publisher of detective, real-bondage, and escapology magazines for the contemporary, 1963 newsstand market. We don't...
Harley was sleeping soundly next to Ivy, and Ivy was sleeping soundly next to her. But even if they were sleeping very, very lightly they wouldn't have heard Bruce as he entered the room. His footfalls were absolutely silent, blending into the whispering sounds of the pipes, the air conditioning, their own breathing. He went to the two women and gently unc...
I woke up a few weeks later finding Mia and Pet still asleep in her straitjacket as she took a liking to sleeping in it on my chest. I held them close thinking how good my life was not knowing it was still going to get better. Eventually Mia's alarm went off waking both of them and starting our day, Mia starts to get ready for work I sit Pet up to unstrap he...
Bootsie did something just unforgivable. "Don't make any plans this weekend, Darrell," she said breezily. "I've hired a Male Master to work on your attitude problems." Darrell's jaw dropped. "A-a what?" He needed to clean out his ears, he thought. Bootsie smiled. "A male master...he's a friend of Fanchon Nemirow's. You know, you go to ChasteBois wit...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
I took a deep breath. The first week of the job was always the most stressful. But it was something, at least. All I had to do was process people. Nothing more, nothing less. I tie them up and lock them way in a cell. Easy work, right? Well other than the occasional brute, it was. Other than that, the crazies were usually the same. Grabbing a white drawstri...