Huxton Street was pretty much devoid of life, the only sign of activity a pink neon sign: Erotic City. All the other shops were closed. "Wanna go in?" We were drunk. "Sure!" Tasha went first through the blacked-out door, wiggling her bum a little as she went. I followed, half stumbling across the threshold into the bright interior light. Wall to wall sex....
Some unknown time later Tom was startled into consciousness by the creak of the opening shed door, his pulse quickened as memories flooded back of the last time he had been visited. The door closed and he heard soft falling footsteps moving towards him. With soft brush of the cheek the gag was gently drawn from his mouth and the blindfold removed. Before To...
This article is intended to help dominant women with easing into toilet training of their submissives through a gradual progression. Through smaller steps along the way, the training can be taken as far as the dominant woman and the slave would like. This process can also help to push reluctant submissives further along to further improve their submissivenes...
I lived in a Stockholm apartment for a year. The old five story building was narrow and had six units per floor - typical for the neighborhood on my street, BirgerJarlsgatan. I lived on the top floor and encountered all of the other tenants at some point during my stay. The building had its share of beauties, young and old. Most of the time I’d see them in t...
I love my wife. She is by far out of my league. We have sex. Although not nearly as often as I really want or need. But I live life fairly satisfied, because she unknowingly fulfills my deepest fetishes, which are exceptionally strong... maybe stronger than my need to have actual sex with her. So it works! My fetishes are secrets that no one really knows ab...
The strip club was off the main drag of a small town area. I had frequented it semi regularly and had become enamored of a blond dancer who was slender and small breasted but had long legs and sensational looking pedicured feet. She wore open toed and open heeled pumps rather than the platform stripper heels favored by the other dancers. The club allowed the...
Bzzz bzzz Connor lifted the phone from his desk and looked at the unknown number. Opening the message, his stomach does a somersault and his heart practically skips a beat. 'My feet are waiting' is what the screen says. It could of course only be one person. 'How did you get my number?' he quickly replies. 'And what exactly are you expecting?' 'Less qu...
The verdant hedgerows whizzed by in a blur as the car accelerated down the narrow, winding country lanes. Long grass and grain in the fields rippled in the summer breeze. Everywhere was basking in the glowing sunlight of another hot summer afternoon. On any other day I would be calm, cool and collected. Driving down the roads with the windows down. The hum o...
After what had seemed like years, it was finally happening. I had agreed to fly to Phoenix to meet Katherine. In reality we had only been chatting online for a few months, but our conversations, while starting off innocently enough, eventually turned into kink and BDSM. I have been a sub for as long as I can remember, and it felt good to be able to open up t...
I would like to read more stories with wool fetish as a theme, like some of the stories submitted by Smother or Maude. That being the case; I have tried to write a story in the same vein myself. Comments and improvements are appreciated. It was winter and bitterly cold outside. I was leaving my home town on a late-night flight to go to university, unsure of...