Bdsm Bondage


Dan The College Impregnator 3

Dan was walking down a hallway at his college and he saw a poster of a pale strawberry blonde girl named Linda who was 21 years old. The sign was advertising for her re-election as the president of the student union. She posed beside a young studious black man named Leroy who was 20 years old who was the vice president of the student union and also looking to get re-elected. She also posed with a young fairskinned redhead named Trish who was the secretary for the student union who wanted to be re-elected as well. They all looked studious and nerdy. They all wore glasses. Dan went to seek out their office.

Hotel gangbang

The knock on the hotel door seemed innocuous enough, neither of the occupants of the room had any reason to suspect that it could be anything other than room service. Bill and Anne had travel overnight, catching the red eye from Fort Lauderdale to arrive at London Heathrow early in the morning. They had slept for an hour or two, trying to adjust to the six hour delay from continent to continent. Their two weeks doing Europe started in earnest, tomorrow, with a scheduled bus ride around the 'Old Town' of London, taking in Buckingham Palace, Westminster Cathedral and the new to the programme, Princess Diane's Garden in Hyde Park.

Jemma

It looks like a rape, but read on and discover that it isn't. The following story is based on the imagination of a reader who has given permission for the use of her ideas. For the sake of privacy, her name will not be published and does not bare any resemblance to the characters portrayed herein. The beginning is entirely her story, with only editorial alterations, background, in fills and the conclusion on my part. As with all of the works posted by me, under my name, it is protected by international copyright and may not be copied, published or posted under any other name without express permission of the author.

Role play

Occasionally, just occasionally, role play in the bedroom takes on a whole new intensity and, instead of role playing; the person becomes the role and is taken to another dimension. Occasionally, what starts out as a fantasy, stitched into a session of sex, soon becomes a situation, where anything becomes possible. Where inhibitions are left behind and the participants are removed from the real world of stresses and strife to a place, totally overtaken by the acts of present and future, lust and promise of fulfillment. The following is one such event; where the players become the played and all plans become secondary to the unfolding events, where the scene is the lasting real part of a fiction.

Perfect slave

The perfect SlaveDenise really was the perfect slave. The level of submission and compliance was far beyond that of any I had experienced before and I have been training slaves for a long time. The golden rule is establishing a safe word at the very beginning. It can be anything that wouldn't be used in the context of sex so a word like "apricot" is good. Denise had never used her word even though I had taken her to extremes of torment. Never once had she complained when my whip slashed at her skin, raising deep red welts across her tits and buttocks. Using a speculum on her hadn't fazed her at all.

Two's company...

...Three's a crowd, but four is... well read on and make your own mind up. But, please don't ask me what I think, I'm still coming down and can't think straight yet. Erotica; Probably the best exhibition or show in London of the year. Usually held around the middle of November, when it is cold and miserable out, but the heat in the Grand Hall; Olympia, near Earls Court, South West London, goes off the scale. I had managed to get two of the hottest tickets in town. You have to get them early, otherwise you will be disappointed. We got there early and waited by the main entrance doors until the place opened.

Dan The College Impregnator part 1

Dan went to college at 19 years of age he was an average build, brown hair, 6 ft, and 200pounds. He chose a college named Grand Falls College because the student body was made up of 80 percent women. Also there were no women there that got knocked up. Dan wanted to make changes to that. His whole lustful wish was to put his seed deep inside as many women as he could to impregnate them. He discovered he could hypnotize women prior to going to college and wanted to use this to get his way. The college had a dress code which required the young women to wear either long pants with turtle necks with black shoes or shoes, stockings, skirts to the knee and collared shirt.

Snotty Student Gets Put In Her Place

Dr. Smith was a Human Sexuality Professor at a local University in New England. He was growing ever increasingly annoyed with a redheaded stuck up student who was 20 year old named Anne. Anne was very fair she had very pale skin, green eyes, redhair, big breasts that pressed against her turtle neck sweater. She had a gymnast body with shapely legs and wore skirts, stockings and black shoes. She was very prim and proper and from a very wealthy family. Dr. Smith was continually bothered by Anne's pestering and criticism of her grades on tests and assignments. She criticised a bit too much one day. Little did Anne know, but Dr.

A Kinky Game

The car pulled over onto the makeshift gravel car-park that lead to a public footpath into the the woodlands that was a popular spot for a lunchtime walk. Lucy and Tim got out of the car and hand in hand followed the footpath into the wooded area. There seemed to be quite a few people around and Tim politely nodded and smiled as a couple riding their bicycles slowly passed by. The footpath wasn't very long and soon they reached the other side of the woodland. The trail opened on to a larger car-park and recreational area. A small ice-cream and coffee shop was open. Lucy found an outside table while Tim went to get some refreshments and joined Lucy. They just sat there people watching and tak...

Seductive Domination

I saw you watching me in the library, so I quickly moved to another aisle and opened a large book in front of my face, but when I checked to see where you were, you were gone, had disappeared. I returned my attention to reading and browsing, thinking nothing more of it than, "Just my imagination."I moved to the back of the room to peruse the magazine rack and suddenly you were here, standing right here in front of me! You tear the magazine from my grip, toss it onto a shelf, bend me backwards, and kiss me hard. Even in my panic, I realize that I am letting you part my lips, letting you slowly, seductively, wrap your tongue around mine; seeking, deepening, demanding, and drawing me out.