By lamignonne and Zenmackie * One hour later, Marie was feeling decidedly cranky. Her wrists were cuffed securely to her collar, held there by short lengths of chain, so that her hands dangled impotently at the level of her shoulders. Her ankles were hobbled by an 18-inch length of chain, enough slack that she could walk around, but only by taking ridiculo...
The pavement was rough, the concrete of the walkway before the door was more-so. Her hands and knees gained many a small scrape that were unnoticed as her focus remained on the door ahead, and the hand that held the tether of her leash. He opened the door, pulled her through it, and continued in, allowing the door to close itself behind them. The bedroom was...
(Authors Note: This is the final part of my Gwen The Pissmop stories. Although you could read it as a stand alone story I think it would make more sense and show the whole progression of the story and characters if you had read the others beforehand. Please take the time to vote or comment, they are appreciated. Thanks) * I climbed the steps at the front o...
By lamignonne and Zenmackie. * * * * * One hour later, Marie was feeling decidedly cranky. Her wrists were cuffed securely to her collar, held there by short lengths of chain, so that her hands dangled impotently at the level of her shoulders. Her ankles were hobbled by an 18-inch length of chain, enough slack that she could walk around, but only by taking...
My first day with Peggy had been absolutely magical. She offered the love, tenderness, and affection that had been missing from my life. After spending the evening in each other's company, we retired to her bed. We slept together that night. She wore a sensible, nylon nightgown while I remained naked. There was no sex, although I was stiff and horny througho...
Chapter45, Candy Finds Her True Calling Candy was caught daydreaming. She was thinking about all of the sexual things that she had seen being done to a male, restrained and resisting males, on the Internet. Her eyes began to glaze over as she paged through her catalog of 'saved' mental images. They all seemed to be in pain, but that image was altered as soo...
Late last night I had an idea of what you can do for me whilst I am away. I (temporarily) release you from your 'no orgasm' rule. I want you to masturbate every day - and keep a journal. Try and do it a little differently every day, perhaps in a different place, outdoors? In the restroom at the mall. I really must dash but I am glad we 'touched base' an...
Let me start by saying how much I love to jack off, but not just jack off but to get caught doing and being humiliated is such a turn on for me. So as I check into a room at a local hotel I asked for a ground floor one so I could start my plan on getting caught. First I wrote a note to put on the outside of my door saying "Be Right Back" and taped it just a...
All of the characters depicted in this story are 18 or over. Connie Watson really, really needed to use the washroom. The party at her best friend's house was in full swing and there was a long line up for the toilet off the living room. She didn't know if she could wait that long. Some of the guys were ogling her and making suggestive small talk as she wai...
Cheryl swayed back and forth as the wagon wheels churned through muddy ruts. She sat beside her mother in the back seat of the buggy, gazing out over the grassy fields. A fine mist mingled with the thick clouds above. The dreariness of the day and her situation made her feel heavy. Occasionally she watched the fine water droplets as the tiny pools formed thi...