Author's note: This really won't make much sense at all unless you've read Party Bondage 2, which will make more sense if you've read Party Bondage, so I really do suggest that you read that first. This has a bit more explicit and up-front character development in it than I normally bother with, and it's there for two reasons: I'm starting to care more abo...
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in the publication of this chapter. I initially thought this would be the last, but there are so many places to go with this, so now I'm not so sure. There is a certain "Mr. Anonymous" out there who persistently hates my stuff and posts his dislike, not so much my writing, but the content. To him/her I say, please do not re...
So I've been into bondage for many years now and thoroughly enjoy it. I'm usually a Dom, but sometimes I switch, and I really like self bondage when I'm by myself. Despite being straight, I've found I enjoy things in my ass so butt plugs are a firm favourite and I've got a few, ranging in sizes from small comfy ones to ones that stretch me completely, and so...
A new chapter following on from Fembots and Rise of the Fembots..... Gerry squealed in surprise and span around. One of the fembots was standing in the doorway. The tight-fitting jumpsuit that Gerry had thought would be a good design for a basic dominatrix costume showed off every curve of the bodyform moulding beneath. Gerry was rooted to the spot, fright...
"Jean Meredith." That is what it said on the name plate sitting my new desk. The lettering was an Old English style. It was the first name plate I had ever had. Of course, this was my first job: the new junior reporter for the Hemmingsburg Report newspaper. The newspaper office is on the second floor of an old building in downtown Hemmingsburg. It was not th...
CHAPTER ONE An adventurous young woman who calls herself "Self-Sub Susy" is warned to stop playing naked bondage games on the park trails. She gets more than she bargained for when she taunts back, "catch me if you can." = = = = = = = = = = = My name isn't actually "Self-Sub Susy," but then again, W's real name isn't actually "The Technician." That is wha...
Author's Notes: (1) This is fiction, just a story; (2) One should never start a book at chapter 9. This story as a whole is way longer than I anticipated when I started, too long for those who hate it, not long enough for those who like it...apologies to the latter group; (3) Jason is not being exploited by anyone except himself, and shouldn't we all expl...
Author's note: Mind altering substances. Monster sex. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events depicted are by characters at least 18 years of age. Please consider that fair warning. *** "Why you cry, little girl?" Althea tried to control her sobbing as she looked around from the flat rock on the...
David heard the TV faintly in the background of his breathing and his heartbeat. He sat awkwardly on the leather sofa, arms restrained in leather arm splints, frustrating devices of restraint that allowed the use of his hands for long distance manipulation, but allowed no close-in usage for scratching, eating or drinking. All his nutritional sustenance was c...
Rina's Master, friend, and lover, Dave, had a bit of a scientific mind. He understood how much she was thrilled by her self bondage exploits, and his keen mind came up with a concept. He looked at her with twinkling blue eyes and a mischievous smile on his lips as he asked, "How would you like to do some more self bondage, Rina? But this time in public. I ha...