Wedgie Punishment Stories

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A Perfect Moment

by CatUK on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

As she stood in front of the mirror and admired her body she was naked but for her black hold ups with their lace tops and her black high stiletto heeled shoes. Her white skin contrasted nicely against the black. Her brown hair hung neatly, eyes smoky, ringed in black and her lips painted red just as he liked them. Very little jewellery, just her pearls as a...

Babyface

by JacobGoody on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

There was an image I came across recently, that captured my imagination for more than a fleeting second. It pulled me in, and has kept my mind there for a few days, as I look at the people in it, and try to place myself there and understand what the draw is. scene - Another fetish night, another fascinating time to be present and enjoy the sights and sound...

Basement of Shame

by jrwriter on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The sharp, violent sound of the whip against her pussy echoed through the room, immediately followed by her muffled screams and heavy panting. She writhed in pain for a few moments before quiet was restored in the dim concrete basement. The only other noticeable noise was the quiet chime of the chains holding her hands up toward the ceiling. She knew there w...

A Night of Binding and Bonding

by Yourfriendsfriend on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Jason met Jacqueline 2 years ago. Jacky was the woman of his dreams, young, confidant, responsible, romantic, and nurturing. Seeing her brilliant smile always warmed his heart, but there was something else about Jacky that set a different region ablaze, the way she turned her head demurely when he told her "no," and her innocent school girl giggle, the kin...

A Weekend with Master Hans

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Bootsie did something just unforgivable. "Don't make any plans this weekend, Darrell," she said breezily. "I've hired a Male Master to work on your attitude problems." Darrell's jaw dropped. "A-a what?" He needed to clean out his ears, he thought. Bootsie smiled. "A male master...he's a friend of Fanchon Nemirow's. You know, you go to ChasteBois wit...

Welcome Home Ch. 01

by claudzilla on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was a beautiful, warm mid-September day. Carli was happily off from work keeping busy around the house. The day was hers and hers alone. Her husband was at work, her daughter was at school. Her country playlist was blasting on the stereo when she heard her black lab, Jacoby barking furiously at the gate. Curious to see who was out there, she peeked out he...

Master Owen's Pets Ch. 02

by TootsieUpland on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

As Owen waited for His pets to get settled downstairs, He nursed a 2nd drink and let His mind wander back to when He first found gwen. Although they had both been found at Two Winds, a local BDSM club, gwen hadn't been purchased at the auction like anthony had. Owen growled, remembering when He first laid eyes on her at Two Winds. Two Winds -- 6 months ago...

Lord Montgomery's Newest Slave

by nightwriterX on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Since the age of fourteen, Heather had been one of the maids at Lord James Montgomery's opulent estate. Her duties were primarily cleaning and some light cooking, and to assist the many other maids and butlers working at this rich man's mansion. Heather had no family and very few options, so it was with no small measure of gratitude that she had accepted thi...

Incremental

by Darkinside on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Was it really only a year ago? In the momentary pause I had a flash of perspective, and mused on our voyage of discovery. It seemed so much longer, so much had changed. Three years since we married, about two since we began watching porn together, online. It was innocently naughty at first, but became part of sex, almost a routine. When we got interested, we...

Joyce Ch. 02

by Jamesey on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Joyce 2 - Flatulent confession It was 6pm in the London offices of Clutterbuck Legal Publishers, Bell Yard, EC2. Manager Joyce Tipson was sitting in her office chatting to Julie, her secretary. The year was 1972 and the building was deserted because the employees had all gone home with the exception of Joyce, Julie and one other – your humble scribe, John...