Foreword: Some of the tortures depicted in my story are pure fantasy and are not realistic. Please do not attempt any of them without discussing it in the BDSM newsgroups first, or asking someone like John Warren for advice. #### This was Jack's second visit to Edge Play. He was curious about BDSM and had been lurking in the newsgroups for some time, bu...
My Wedding and Becoming a Wife The wedding was beautiful. I wore a white satin and lace gown with a veil and just the right length train behind me. My wedding lingerie under my gown was filled with satin and lace and my white lace top stockings clung to my fully shaved body perfectly. I wore full cut rumba panties with several rows of lace. My panties fit p...
Part Three Rani lay exhausted on her bed, the Japanese having left her - their paid time up. One of the clubs male staff had had to carry her back to her room as her legs had just given way, and now she gently massaged her sore breasts and nipples. Inside her head so many thoughts swirled round, but she allowed herself one small smile of satisfaction. Not...
A soft hissing and pattering sound coming from the balcony brought me back to my senses. For several seconds I lay exhausted upon the sheets desperately wondering what could be making such a sound. Finally curiosity got the better of me and with a groan I lifted myself upwards. Starring out to the balcony I was shocked to see that Monique and had not moved f...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. Earlier, Mother Mistress had called Cindy to tell her that she and Jane decided to spend another two week...
Arranging fresh golden roses in a vase on the hall table, Anne stepped back to admire her handiwork. Their fragrance vied with that of the perfume she was wearing. Hubby was due back any time and she wanted everything to be just perfect for his return. True enough, her morning certainly hadn't been perfect and, in fact, it had been eventful in a way she'd no...
Sometimes I wonder how I got into this mess. The answer is obvious but it usually comes during the day when I pee. Carla's orders are to sit when I pee. I lift up my skirt, and tuck the exposed chastity device down, and relieve myself. Just like now. The shiny pink pvc sissy maid outfit she bought for me is locked on at the neck. I stand up and flush walking...
The anniversary of our first meeting was fast approaching and several times we had come close to intercourse. Two guys thinking with their cocks isn't a great recipe for clear reasoning, or for delaying gratification. We wanted the first time to be special and I had a fear that he, or I, would lose interest once the deed had been done. Our anniversary came...
Sara stared in the mirror at her breasts. She squeezed them. Hard. She did not care if the damned things bruised. Hell, she wanted nothing more than to cut the fuckers off. But what would that accomplish? Really? He would still be a woman. It was not fair. For as long as he could remember Steve as he thought of himself had felt like a boy...a man. All of t...
The basement is set aside for special occasions. There we have THE CHAIR, right smack in the middle of the room. There we do fun things when you and I have lots of time and you are feeling virile. (After all, I am always ready for you.) The walls have been sound-proofed. High-resolution video and still digital cameras are set up with excellent lighting. A...