I enter the dungeon. You're already there waiting for me. Your hands are bound with heavy rope and held high above your head, looped over a huge silver meat hook that dangles from the ceiling. There's just enough slack so that you can stand flat on your feet. You're naked except for the ball gag in your mouth and the silk scarf wrapped around your eyes as a...
The Second Memento I walked into the room naked and hot as the heat of the day racked the house and the fans barely moved the hot air. Holding my glass I looked into my magic box of memories and my eye was caught by something I saw there. My fingers dipped into the box and found the object I had seen and I pulled it out of the box. I held scarves, six brigh...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan November 2010 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. ************...
Is this really a good idea? I asked myself as I started getting undressed. Everything else was ready. The door was unlocked, the trace to the living room was traced by Ron's favourite pieces of my lingerie, the letter was laying on the coffee table. Last thing to prepare was myself. I already took a long, refreshing shower. I don't usually spend too much...
'Is orange more aesthetically pleasing than a grey gag?' "3,000 words by Wednesday, Levine, for not paying attention in class." Mr Marksan confiscated young Stuart's photograph. It was not, as such, pornographic but it was certainly suggestive. The very attractive young lady was bound and gagged but though her décolletage might be a little dishevelled and...
A goddess is only human, after all. (Sequel to "Primitive") "Somebody needs to bring you down a peg," said Ford, eyeing my naked breasts with a lusty sneer. "Oh, really? I suppose you think you're the man for the job?" I stood on the opposite side of the crude hut, arched my back to offer my tits for his scrutiny. His fingers curled at his sides. He was...
This is the continuation of a story about a college student and her psych professor discussing her paper on BDSM, section by section. ***** **Bondage: Submission and Control** "Put out your hands," I say and I bind them with my scarf making the knots nice and tight. I grasp you by the throat and pull you up to a standing position. I walk you backwards o...
Anything you wish. Those the word that rang in his ears for the rest of the evening. When they got home he made it clear that as soon as the bedroom door was shut she was his. No matter what he ordered she was to obey. Once in the bedroom he told her she wasn't allowed to speak unless spoken to. She nodded, secretly wishing she could tell him how wet he...
Chapter 05 As we walk across the car park to the hall and the pantomime read-through I have worrying thoughts about my relationship with Alan. I have persuaded him to consider taking part in this pantomime even though he will be humiliated on stage by every woman in the cast, all eight of them. As a dwarf he faces humiliation and discrimination on most day...
Dearest Lucy, come to my place on Friday afternoon, you’ll be staying for the whole weekend so cancel any plans. See you soon, James. Excitement fuelled a giggle as Lucy read the note; she wondered what he could have planned. James had definitely become a powerful man over the last few years and when it came to pleasures of the flesh he was certainly profic...