Living Suit Bondage Stories

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In Fidelity Ch. 06

by Mr_Perfect on Oct 16, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Exactly one week after Lust has gone, I receive a call from a woman on the opposite side of town who has some sex equipment she thinks I might be interested in. I normally don't bother with house clearance, but this woman seems to know what she's talking about: she mutters about the uses of the sex swings and bondage releases and all sorts of other things th...

Furniture

by WFEATHER on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Wearing only her birthday suit, felicia stands before the fireplace, watching the flames dance merrily before her. she wonders what Master Ken has in mind as she listens to Him moving around behind her, but does not dare to turn her head to look lest He spank her. Then again, a spanking may be just what she needs about now. But she decides not to tempt f...

That's What Friends are For

by KaereniSister on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

This story is copyrighted 2008 by Kaereni, may not be excerpted, reprinted, reproduced, or reposted in any form without the express written consent of the author. Visitors to this web site may read or temporarily download pages but are not permitted to modify or re-distribute them. The story may contain sexual activities and situations that are to be read o...

Victim of my Secretary Wife

by oggbashan on Mar 2, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

Victim of my Secretary Wife Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 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 or living persons. +++ I was working hard to exci...

The Red Queen Of Hearts

by SuperwomansSub on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

It was Saturday February the Fourteenth (Saint Valentine’s Day) and it was just after twelve O’clock noon at the start of the afternoon. It was extremely cold and frigid today, for the cold temperature outside was minus forty Celsius and there was a wind-chill factor of two thousand due to the strong gusting north-west wind blowing in the air. Security Offi...

The Banishment of the Cheerleader

by Sarahcheer on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Sarah was a normal 22 year old girl, living in the not too distant future. Life was good, for the most part. Modern medical science had allowed for the elimination of almost all disease, and with the introduction of nano-robotic technology, human life expectancy was said to be doubling without the signs normally associated with aging. Still, there were crime...

Bayonetta's Abuse Ch. 04

by ChainedToAKeyboard on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Enduring much depravity and biding his time, James finally gains a chance to learn more about his mysterious dominatrix. However, the best laid plans of Mistress and slave often go astray... Bayonetta's Abuse IV - Date With A Witch The sunlight poured into Bayonetta's studio apartment, brightening every corner of the typically drab dungeon-like dwelling....

Lois Lane Loves Bondage

by Lithium_hobo on Sep 25, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"I can't believe I'm doing this," the driver said. "I can not believe I'm doing this!" she repeated, slamming her well-manicured hand onto the steering wheel. Exceedingly rare violet eyes scanned up to the rear-view mirror. "You're Lois god damn Lane, you can't be doing this," Lois Lane told herself. "You're a star reporter," said the star reporter. "You'r...

Curse of the Living Clothes

by calx86 on Jan 8, 2020
Fantasy

There are several stories out there involving living clothes but I want to leave this open to allow many collective authors to be as creative as possible. For example, you can write a story about clothes simply coming to life and stripping their wearer, leaving them nude and embarrassed or maybe the living clothes forces someone to wear them and turns them i...

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Ballo in Maschera, a Prelude

by Cavalliere on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

I walked back into the living room with two espressos. Tatiana was sitting opposite our visitor; her legs pressed together demurely, her hands clasped in her lap and her head slightly bowed. I placed the coffees on the low table at the side of the leather armchair. 'Thank you.' Our visitor picked up her coffee in a leather-gloved hand and sipped it. I sat...