Friday evening I get home from work, put the groceries away that I picked up on my way, kick off my heels. I put some frozen lasagna in the oven, garlic bread in the toaster oven, pour a glass of wine, and go to relax online while dinner cooks. I smile as I select that famous website where people who love bondage and fetish can chat, possibly meet for a dat...
For this story theme, sex toys come to life. They have only one goal and that is to fulfill the purpose they were made for, and that is to fuck humans. As to how this happens and whether or not humans consent of course is up to the writer. As with most of my stories I leave this open to whatever the writers want to do as long as the theme is "Sex Toys C...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomenon. This story could have been in Bondage or Exhibitionist. Alcohol and cannabis use. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events...
She'd done it. She'd once again put together the fee for the personal fluffing service, dumped the guy she'd been using as her plaything, and booked herself in. In the last few months she'd taken out her piercings and the hole liners, letting the flesh grow back over the modifications to her flesh. Her body was back to its original shape, and maybe a bit mor...
3:55pm I'm starting to shut down the office when I hear the "blip" on my computer that signals Yahoo! just received a message for me. 4:01pm I put the office phone on night ring, close the blinds and turn off the lights. I sit down at my desk and get ready to log my computer off when I remember that I have to check emails. Damn! 4:07pm I skim the emails...
Rachel squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. She was sat on the bus, on her way to meet David again for the second time that week. It had been two days since her first session and, on her own insistence, they had arranged to meet again for a second one. She had quickly fallen in love with everything he had done to her. Everything had been perfect. He had pla...
Some background..This experience is continuing... It was June 25th; I had not seen Mistress Bree since August. The more time passes the more surreal our relationship seems. It started with me answering an ad in Craig's List "Married Bi seeking same". Well I had always wondered and no one lives forever so... My mind drifted back to the first ad in Craig's...
Saturday night, nothing to do, and the phone rings. Answering, I recognize the voice of a friend of mine, a photographer who loves playing jokes. "If you can be here in exactly 20 minutes, I'll have a present for you that you'll never forget," he says. I look at the clock. 11:40. "Another one of your pranks?" I ask. "Nope. I feel bad about missing your bi...
Way up North Bondage and Camping Camping and Bondage Stories Stopping to talk to a few others and stare, we soon arrived at Gracie and Charlie's RV. They were sitting on the small deck attached to it. Gracie was wearing a leather bustier type thing with her big boobs floating out the top like a Playboy Bunny. On her wrists and ankles those familiar black...
I returned to the dungeon area armed with a glass of wine, ready to do some watching. I'd not really ever seen a live BDSM scene and I was hoping for some visual titillation. A beautiful blonde girl had just been tied up to a bondage chair. She was slender, delicate, with the most perfect breasts, differentiated sharply from her defined ribcage. The chair s...