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Chapter 2 Brad woke up first the next morning with Jen's head snuggled on his chest. He watched as she slept, her face towards his. He reached down and touched her bare breasts, gently tweaking her nipples until they were hard. She stirred, he stopped while she shifted her position. When she settled, he let his hands roam down her belly to her mound, Jen shifted again, a quiet throaty groan escaping her mouth. Brad carefully picked up the bandanna that was on the night table near the bed and carefully bound her hands in front of her, then went back to gently rubbing her… Read more

Chapter 1 Jen wanted her first time to be with some one she really trusted, and she more than trusted Brad, she loved him. There were times that she felt that she only lived for him, and from that moment on, decided that she would do *anything* to please him, and she did. Jen met Brad at a party off campus a few months ago. Brad and Jen hit it off right away. They had seen each other on occasion and they would have some conversation, how was school, usual ice breaker stuff. There was a certain mystique about him that she liked. And he was 28, which excited her. One night she… Read more

Chapter 2 After some measureless interval, I heard a car pull up, and the door open. I braced myself, certain that I'd be greeted by a blow. But I was surprised. "Hi, Boss. At least, I assume that's you." It was Roger -- and I nearly fainted with relief. Quickly, he unfastened the ropes holding me in place, carried me to the couch, and removed the hood and gag. He didn't waste time asking me if I was okay; the outlines of what had happened were obvious enough. "Where are the keys to your handcuffs and leg chains?" he asked. I told him that I had l… Read more

Chapter 1 I was hard at work. The design, both sketches and clay models, had to be done by the next day, and I did not want to stay late -- my lover was finally interested in a date for that evening, and I was certainly ready. The last several weeks he had been acting very odd, avoiding me, acting surly, etc. I suspected trouble at work; this didn't seem to be the boredom accompanying the end of a relationship, but it was irritating me nevertheless. And he wouldn't talk about the problem, whatever it was. Hmm. Tie him to the bed and tickle him till he talked? I grinned; whether or… Read more

The lady who really got me into bondage with me was my first wife Mercedes. How we got into it was similar to the things with Betty. However we were at the beach, alone, for a month. Mercedes and I lived in Spain, in a town named Cartagena. Near by, her father had a beach house on the Mediterranean Sea. The first summer we were married we spent our honeymoon at the house. One afternoon, Merce caught me looking at some bondage porn and like Betty; "Does that give you pleasure? Burn it, you have me, I AM your wife and I am to give you pleasure. Who knows, maybe I'll l… Read more

I've been working for a large corporation for the last ten years. I started out as a junior executive straight out of college and finally worked my way up to middle management as the head of the marketing division two years ago. My work requires me to travel frequently, I've lived in nine different cities so far during my career. Perhaps that's partially why I've never found the "right" girl to settle down with and marry. Another contributing factor - maybe the biggest factor - is that I'm highly sexed and very promiscuous, sort of a male nymphomaniac. I&#039… Read more

Let me tell you a little bit about me. When my great adventure began, I was young (age 25) and not very experienced. Oh, I had sex any number of times, in a number of different ways, but I never felt the wild excitement in actually doing those things that I imagined in advance. I had a million different, very kinky fantasies, things that I really wanted to do but was afraid to try, even if I had the opportunity to try) which I really didn't have. Mostly, my fantasies involved me as a sort of slave girl, captured by some strong individual. Some days, I imagined my master to be a male and s… Read more

His attention was interrupted. The volume on the hotel room television had suddenly blared to life. On the screen the diminutive form of the former Olympic star appeared. Another feminine products advertisement. 'Not if she was mine' he thought, reaching out and turning off the noise. Easing back into the chair he let his mind wander back to the thoughts that had been broken. The wind rattled a branch against the window as a storm raged outside. A visitor would have thought nothing of the scene. An ordinary looking businessman in a faceless hotel room. A few papers spread across th… Read more

Walking along Glebe road, I hunched my shoulders up, readjusting the strap to the daybag I carried. Once again, the 'car' was dead. Sitting 3 blocks away at the local Exxon station. It could have been worse, I thought to myself. Trudging my way along, kicking up an occasional spray from the puddles along the way, I thought how it's only a mile from my house. The light rain continued to fall, but undaunted I walked on. The rain isn't too bad, unless it's really cold out, or you need to keep the clothes dry. Looking, to make sure no cars would turn toward me, I steppe… Read more

I lay in my bed, resting after my noon swim, listening to the wind and the rain outside. Quietly drifting through my thought is the knowledge that I should be up, some task certainly awaits my attention, but for the moment I am quiet. I fall asleep. Suddenly I am awakened by someone roughly grabbing my right leg and tying it to the left post of the bed. I feel my right leg grabbed and I twist towards him trying to hold him back and not allow him to tie my leg. He slaps my face and shoves me back down on the bed, holding me down with his hand on my back. He pulls my arms under me and t… Read more

My Girlfriend and I get into some pretty kinky things, but a threesome with one of her friends taught us both what kinky really meant. I was in my dorm room talking to my roomate when the phone rang. "Hello?" "Jack?" It was Brenda, my girlfriend. "Hi babe. Where you at? Been looking for you for a while." "I'm at Jill's house. Her parents are out of town for a few weeks and she wants us to keep her company this evening." "Okay. That's cool with me. I'll be over in a few." "Bye." I hung up the phone. "Well I g… Read more

It is Saturday evening and we have just finished a fabulous meal. You have prepared a feast fit for kings and the romantic candle-lit dinner has left us both in the mood for a little after-dinner fun. "Come on.", I say, "Let's go play." You give me your coy, little-girl smile. "Yes Sir," you say. You follow me meekly into the bedroom. You aren't sure quite what to expect as I have made each evening an experience of the unexpected. I have arranged our room with soft lights, and arranged the bed so that you can fall right onto it. Very, very tenderly I… Read more

One leg at a time, I eased out of the pantyhose and dropped them on the bed. He picked them up, stretched them a few times, and said "I'll bet these would make pretty decent ropes." There was a strange note in his voice that I'd never heard before. I continued to undress, dropping my bra to the floor, and answered carefully, "Probably. After all, don't stranglers use them?" He stretched one nylon leg over his hand and stood behind me. He didn't say anything, just nibbled on my neck and ran the silky yet rough nylon across my nipples. They shriveled… Read more

There's nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood. Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town, musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop, what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun... I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met me at the door. "Oh, bad day, honey?" you asked, a look of concern on your face. &quot… Read more

When people conjure up images of bound women, they usually envision damsels in distress, securely bound on beds, chairs, or other bondage locations. Not too many people would consider bathtub bondage, but hopefully by the end of my story, there will be a few converts to the cause. Why bondage in water? Some of you are likely pondering this question. Actually my wife and bondage partner, Francine, and I never were bondage enthusiasts. We tried bondage once in our brass bed, finding it lacked erotic appeal for us both. Our water-filled bondage fantasies began quite innocently. One day, Fra… Read more

My fantasies are something I've always wanted to tell him about. I know he'd love them. But somehow, they remained mine. My secret for us. Hoping that perhaps he too fantasized like this, about me. It's not impossible and certainly seems feasible. My favorite fantasy occurs when I'm home. For a break maybe or the summer. He too is not away at college. It's very late at night and no one is at my house. My room is filled with sweet smelling candles burning and emmitting the only light in the house. He comes over (But I don't know it) and he comes through the back do… Read more

[Fade in.] [Curtains open on Gregory, sitting on his trademark stool, on an otherwise blank stage.] Yes, it's me again... gosh, it's been... well, too damn long since I've been out here... but there's a reason for that. I just found out that my funding from the NEA is being cut... apparently, someone from the Jessie Helms camp snuck in here for the performance of Dragonlove that I did some months ago, and I'm just finding out about it now. So I've been out pounding the pavement, looking for a way to beat the system... and yes, I have already thought of using a f… Read more

Tina-Slave Tina had been having these strange feelings about her sexuality for years. She had always fantasized about things that would be considered "kinky" by most of her friends. Now, here she was in a situation that only a few months ago she could not have imagined. It all started when she and Marge had been talking about each other's fantasies. Tina had gone first and she had shared her innermost feelings. Marge was very intent, listening to Tina describe how she had always wondered what it would be like to be totally submissive to a man. Marge asked her if she had any… Read more

You are at a party with Paul. You know about 1/3 of the people and it seems a friendly group. People are getting to know each other and a group in the back bedroom is playing "Dare". Dare, you find out, is a game where you pick a card when your turn comes and must accept the dare, or take off something. One man is shirtless when you walk in, so the game has been going for a little while. One girl you don't know is in her slip. You ask Paul to join the game with you, but he wants to talk to some friends in the kitchen. You go in alone. When your turn comes, you are to, "… Read more

She was so hot. I just loved to look at her as she left her apartment. No matter when or for what reason she look very sexy. She had the kind of body that just screamed 'fuck me'. And that is what I wanted to do. She was kind of short but had those perfect legs that gave the illusion of going on for ever. She had that long, thick hair that was just perfect to nuzzle in too. I watched her everyday, and I knew her habits. On weekdays morning she dressed in a short dress type suit. All stiff and business-like, the type that made men and women equal in the workplace. Later she would c… Read more