In a dystopian future, there is a massive gap between the rich and poor, with few opportunities to escape financial ruin, or to earn enough to pay off debts. Additionally, the criminal code was especially harsh, meaning that the prisoner population began to outstrip available prisons. The solution was the Zentai Hunger Games (inspired by the favorite, though...
You have always kept your fetish closely guarded; you've given previous girlfriends subtle hints to try and get them to act accordingly, but have never disclosed the true nature of your fetish. You are addicted to tights. To pantyhose, leggings, bodysuits, catsuits, zentai, bodystockings….to any spandex or nylon garment that tightly hugs the legs and crotch....
Our story starts here. Is some town will occur strange accidents. And the Evil Organizations stand behind it. Different group of people in shiny, tight clothes - zentai suits!What's next? Creating an Evil Organization The girl wants to wear that black zentai so badly Add a new chapter...
The slave sat in awe of Her as She worked around him quickly and with evident purpose. He felt heady and high from his imprisonment and wanted to close his eyes and sleep, knowing that wonderful dreams would envelop his mind immediately. She un-strapped the straight jacket and peeled it away from him, gently, but left him clothed in the Zentai body suit; the...
After years since we last saw each other, you had a night alone at home and invited me over. We relaxed and talked for a bit before you wanted something from the kitchen. I followed you in and was caressing your back at the sink when you turned around to face me. I pushed up against you and kissed you deeply. You were kissing me back as hard as I was kissing...
(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback. You can e-mail me at the address in my profile. I haven't written part two yet, but if I get enough e-mails showing a desire for it, I'll write it soon. * Kevin felt himself get an erection as he looked at his now safely...
It's nearly two thirty in the morning. Suzi is in the kitchen warming up my coffee. I have tomorrow off of work and I'm planning to stay up as long as I can and see how far I can push my experiment. I'm very excited about a new possibility for us in terms of games. Since she introduced me to a few of the websites that deal with female orgasm denial, I've be...
I'd met Donna a few years prior when my now ex-wife and I were at a swingers party. She'd gone into a room with my wife so that they could play, and I was invited in to join them. We had a fun time, and after that Donna and I had more and more fun at the regular parties. After a while she started coming over to my apartment for the weekend, and we had incred...
The fittings and pipes in the bathroom were aging brass and covered in green verdigris, but the water flowed fast and hot over Jemima, filling the air with steam and losing the walls in a mist of moist heat. She would have liked to spend more time beneath the cascade and soak up the warmth after the chill of the late autumn evening outside, but there were th...
Jemima locked the door of the apartment and dropped her bags on the floor of the hall before kicking off her heels with an audible sigh of relief. She ignored the pile on mail on the doormat and trotted across the wooden floor towards the small spiral staircase that led up to the bedroom. As she climbed the stairs she consciously shed the concerns of the day...