You wake up naked, your body glistening with sweat, spread eagle your wrists handcuffed to chains hanging from the ceiling.... your ankles to the pegs in the floor. You are all alone in a small room no other sounds other than your breathing. Little light is given off from the scones on the walls. You notice a large wood ornamental carved door across from y...
Olga was raised in a traditional Spanish family; she never missed a mass, never swore and never went out without a duenna to accompany her. Her grandmother, a lady whose maid had laced her into a corset every morning, believed that all respectable ladies should be girdled. This outdated concept was forced on Olga at a young age. The women in her family were...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2009 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. ************************************************* My sister Ma...
I arrive early at our hotel suite because I want to have things just perfect for our first meeting. I am nervous, but so very anxious to finally have a chance to enjoy all the wonderful things we've talked about in our letters and over the phone. Every possible scenario runs through my mind and I am getting so aroused it's hard to keep my mind on what I am d...
I saunter into the Torture Palace, I nod to the subs cuffed in the dungeon pit. My eyes resting on one, I nod, he walks to me and I escort him to my chair, where he kneels at my feet. "Please would you be so kind as to bring me a teapot of boiling water, a tea strainer, a silver spoon and a cup and saucer? I prefer the white fine china service." My full dee...
Helen is my wife, she is a very womanly woman, she was a brunette with thick dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Her skin was sallow and tanned easily. Her figure was not slim but satisfyingly ample as a woman should be with shapely generous breasts and wide hips. The day I found out about her infidelity I really was hopping mad. Afterwards we rowed for a...
Alice Grant was feeling tipsy. It had been a good day and she had drunk a little more than usual and it felt great. Even though Simon and she had been married just over three years he had sent her Valentines day flowers and had bought her a card and a very sexy corset and now they were at their favourite restaurant continuing their celebrations in grand styl...
Chapter one The preparations for my wedding proceeded apace, I was never allowed to see my wedding dress and was kept hooded during all of the fittings for it, these fittings were numerous and each time the skirt was made tighter, I wondered how on earth I would be able to walk in it. My training in every area increased, my voice coach visiting daily, my co...
A special lesson from the maestro. By Hanns G ***** A novice learns new erotic techniques from the maestro. As an experiment, my wife, Susan and I tried bondage, first, just some simple stuff using a silk scarf. That went over well, so I decide to investigate using rope. I was a boy scout, so how hard could it be? Now, I can tie two logs together, but th...
Another city, another business meeting. I decided to stay an extra day or two, after all I deserved it, plus no one knew me in this small out of the way spot. I checked into a motel on the outskirts of the city, a sleazy one. The room was everything I wanted, tacky green wallpaper, a big queen sized bed, tiny bathroom complete with a full length mirror, a c...