It has been a week since Stephanie was in her belt and I in mine. I haven't worn it since thought i have used the regular machine quite a bit. And, it's getting cold out so all of this has happened indoors. And, by myself. I've been contemplating wearing the belt again; this time for 8 - 10 hours. I'm thinking about that again when I hear a knock. I'm surp...
My next story is about what is happening with panties in my life right now: My friend and business partner, Howard, has a sweet 19 year old daughter called Kelly. I've known Kelly for years.She has always been a sweet 'girly girl', but the past year or so,she has blossomed into an absolute beauty, with a stunning body and model looks. She has beautiful ol...
The elevator doors opened to reveal an empty cab. Jared entered, holding a coffee in one hand while the other rested on the strap of his laptop bag. He selected 14 on the panel and returned to the center of the elevator. "Thank God," he sighed, both at the fact of his being alone and it being Friday. The cab doors closed and the elevator began pull...
Note: This is an edited version of my first try at a story. I have taken the constructive criticisms I received, made a few edits and am reposting it. My intention is that this is the first of a four part story with the next three parts detailing the events of Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I am a long term member and reader of stories on Literotica. This is...
Larcombe House is a stately Colonial remnant, dripping with the exclamations of a rich and exotic history, etched openly in the Italian terrazzo and burgundy mahogany. Its climax is a massive chandelier ballroom, a myriad nooks and crannies shrouded in chiffon lead onto a maze of miniature conifers, just tall enough to conceal, but not too lofty to disguise...
"Do you need a top-up there miss?" The bartender was drying the last of the glasses from the noon crowd. He eyed it critically in the light and then carefully lined it up with the rest on the shelf. She used a finger to push her glass a few inches towards him and nodded. A bead of sweat trickled down her ribs as she watched his big, work-worn hand reach for...
"I love seeing you like this, slave," he said. "This is your proper state: bound and gagged, completely helpless for me, with your wet pussy perfectly on display." I was on our bed, hands cuffed behind my back, my ball gag and buttplug in, and my legs kept apart as wide as possible by my spreader bar. He stood beside me with his hands behind his back, a pos...
David stood before the receptionist at the outpost near the colony. He was silent while she read his letter of acceptance and studied his file. After a few moments she looked up at him and asked, "How long have you been taking the supplements we recommended?" "Um, three weeks," he answered in a shaky voice. He had been looking forward to this day for over a...
The first thing you notice is the vibrator in your cunt. The second thing you notice is that you can't move. You can open your eyes, and when you do, it's to a world of white. White walls, white ceiling, everything lit by a soft white glow whose source your limited field of vision can't see. You can move your eyes, but not your head, to it's hard to see exac...
In the future, who cares when, a scientist has created an Artifical Intelligence hardware (or is it software at the same time) which can physically embed itself into any article of slime. Whether it was a jelly of some sort or even a toy slime, the scientist could install this AI into a slime by injecting or pouring said chemical onto/into a body of slime. T...