It is Monday after our latest bondage encounter. Angie and I have brought our lunches to work and are eating them in my office. "We need to have that discussion about the three-ways with the twins," she says. "That may be the next thing on their minds." "I agree that we need to talk to them, but I'm guessing we'll all date normally for a week or two so we...
After Della Tiara had awoken in her comfortable bed in her private cabin, showered, eaten, and discussed the day's itinerary with Mistress Kathy, she went above deck to untie Adam. She granted him the privilege of a shower. He used part of that time to soak his latex suit in an effort to remove his pheromonal scent. Then he put on the new outfit that Della...
I suppose it was all my own fault. I should have known what I was getting into. Or maybe I did know, and that was why I got into it. Sometimes it's hard to say what we do of our own conscious volition, and what we are somehow drawn into doing. But it happened all the same. It was the summer after my junior year in college, when the world still lay before me...
Justine: FIRST BONDAGE * ONE Justine paused at the door of the shingled Berkeley house--built in the twenties, probably; mature pine trees, slightly unkempt landscaping like all the others on this residential block--ordinary, charmingly seedy. So why was she standing here, sweating slightly, so reluctant to ring the doorbell? Twenty nine, an associate pro...
(1) Remember, this is chapter 14. Depending on what the reader wants, maybe this is a story on its own, or maybe it needs the background of the previous chapters; (2) For the lazy among you, Jack was a lonely gamer who got laid off. He was also into cross dressing and many other fetishes in a big way. In his despair and loneliness, he answered an ad on a Fe...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** "Were you a good pup today, Lancey?" The whiteta...
I knew exactly what I wanted, and I wanted to be in and out as quick as possible, I glanced around before pushing the door open to the biggest and best sex shop in Soho, I didn't want anyone to see me going in there, I had too much or a reputation to protect, being a primary school teacher; most people thought you were not allowed to have a normal sex life o...
"But how am I supposed to do things?" you whine as he wraps the rope around your wrists. Joined together in front of you, your two wrists are bound together, firmly, but you have some flexibility left. He smiles wickedly back at you. "That's your problem," He growls as he finishes the knot between your wrists. Your hands are now secure in front of you. He g...
Whitney was hot. The run down the slopes had been slow with numerous cross trail sluices to the side wooded areas, looking for the lost skier. He was an older man who had gotten separated from his family group. The younger teens had sped ahead in an impromptu but predictable need for adolescent exhilarations. He had lingered behind and was now presumed miss...
Lin left the cabin and started her morning run through the forest. She liked to begin the day with rigorous physical activity to compensate for the hours she would later spend glued to her desk, studying for her exams. Her running shoes beat a steady rhythm on the dry forest floor and for a moment she wondered about this observation, given that last night...