The Photo Album Ch. 03 Please read Chapters 1 and 2 before this next section. Dinner Photo 1 The wall clock says 7 pm. The chair holds a large black penis gag with leather straps. How did S. spend the afternoon? Did she rest in bed as thick pieces of dried spunk on her face, tits and belly cracked and fell onto the expensive sheets. Did she relive the d...
Here I am, hanging up spread eagle in her cellar dungeon. Nothing fancy really just a big overhead beam with a couple posts out to the sides and a nice easy chair with a table on the side. I have locking cuffs on my ankles that are chained out to the sides so my feet, which have 5 inch stiletto heels tied on them, are held about two feet apart so that she ha...
For as long as I can remember I have always craved to be tied up and rendered immobile. I have been into self-bondage for several years now and recently I upped the stakes wanting to try something I had never done before. It was the most thrilling and embarrassing moment in my life. Last Saturday, I knew that I had the whole day to myself and that I could i...
Chapter One - Performance Art = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = A college professor presents a performance art production of "I, Masochist" with a little technical help from W. Afterwards, the professor who referred the masochistic models to her asks her and W's help in recording the six young women's stories of how and why they are masochists. The...
The week of her 13th birthday, Sandra decided to become a model. Her mom subscribed to numerous fashion magazines and had herself been a runway model years before Sandra's birth. Sandra took a dispassionate look at herself in the mirror and decided that she would never be tall enough to model high fashion, but she was determined to work in front of a camera...
Chapter 2 - The Abduction Tawny's life had changed forever. She was afraid of self-bondage but had since locked the cuffs and ball gag with her wrists locked behind her. The dildo did its work but she didn't lock herself to the bed or put the key in an ice cube, just left it lying on the nightstand. This was okay, but not nearly as exciting because she coul...
Rina was driving back to the same isolated area where she'd had the adventure with the gel pack battery and electromagnet. This time, she expected her self bondage session to be less strenuous, and of shorter duration. But what she had in mind was still exciting, because she'd be doing it outdoors once again. Her excitement was manifest by the fact that she...
Author's Note: This story is the sequel to my Valentine's Day story "The 14th Anniversary". It starts off where the first one ended. The story can also be read as a stand-alone piece. Please review. ------------------------------------ My reflexion in the mirror wall of the elevator carrying me up to our penthouse apartment looked tired. That was to be exp...
I love a man in a suit. The one in front of me particularly strikes my fancy. Glasses, pale blue tie done as tight as he could manage. Self-bondage and very controlled. I fantasize about these men coming undone. About how I would make them come undone. I'd start by undoing myself. Letting my hair loose from its bun and wiping off my makeup. Then we'd start...
Hi there my name is Agnes and I am originally from the great country of Scotland but I now live in a small town just outside of Nashville, Tennessee. My job is what brought me to this country and I love it here. There is more to do and more wide open spaces to do it in. I am 28 years old I have red hair, green eyes, and my measurements are 33-23-33. I stand...