Bdsm Bondage


Sauce for the Goose

It started slowly at first as things usually do. It was just a normal working relationship; not really a relationship at all in the accepted sense of the word but you know how it is, one thing leads to another and that leads somewhere else and before you know it you're on a rollercoaster and life starts to get exciting. I'm a departmental manager for a medium sized comany based in the Midlands. That's a region in the UK for anybody not native to these shores. What do we do? Well, does it matter? No, it doesn't, so I'll preserve our anonymity and keep that a secret. You never know who might be reading this.

The Sex Tutor: Our First Date

It's Friday night, and we are getting ready for our first "date" with Lacey. She and I decided that it would be a little bit more fun if she invited another guy along for our first outing. His name is Pete, and he is very sexy. Built like a god, and well enough endowed to take care of both of us girls for the night. He is not gay, but does not mind having a guy suck on his dick from time to time, as long as there are females playing as well. This worked out perfect for my purposes, as I wanted to be the first one in this adventure to fuck my husband up the ass with my 8 inch strap-on.

Bow Down to the One You Serve Ch.2

Her eyes shut even more tightly at his threatening words. She wasn't a virgin but she wasn't terribly off from it. She'd only had one serious boyfriend and a single one night stand. She'd fucked her boyfriend many times but he wasn't all that adventurous and stuck to simple positions that had her on her back or on her knees. It had mostly been on her knees with her riding him or him doing her doggy style. He'd never tried to fuck her in the ass though she'd wanted him to. He'd said it went against his religion because they weren't married. It hadn't lasted long after that.

Bow Down to the One You Serve

Naomi groaned as she tried to lift the case of Jack Daniels and make it up the steep stairs from the basement to the bar. She'd been working at the nightclub for about two weeks and nothing she seemed to do made her boss happy. She needed the job though and worked as hard as she could. Mitch saw every little fuck up, every thing that went wrong he was right there for but if something went right, there was no sign of him. He berated her constantly telling her that if she didn't start doing better she could find another job.His words only served to make her more nervous. Chicago was a busy town, sure, there were a lot of bars and night clubs but The Lagoon was one of the best and busiest.

Belonging to Ben

I handed Ben the keys to every opening on my body almost as soon as I met him. I didn't do it on purpose, but simply by running my big flapping mouth, the way I find most of the trouble I get into. Sometimes I even regret it, especially after he'd take me close to or past previously hard-kept limitations. I mean, if I was an alcoholic, I'd probably regret my first drink, right?

An Unlucky Game of Cards?

He felt himself in such a quandary and was unsure of the exact moment in which he felt the night take a turn for the worse to put him in such a position. He tried to reflect back on the night and figure out just where things went awry...

Taking Control

A friend of mine gave me some free tickets to a high society charity cocktail party. He worked for the company running the event. I would never have been able to attend by myself. I was your typical just graduated college, working for scratch loser. I just barely managed to scrap enough money to get some decent looking clothes. While getting a drink at the bar I noticed a lovely raven haired beauty also picking up a refresher drink. I placed her age in the early thirties range. She had the most stunning blue eyes, full red mouth, large breasts and a plump squeezable ass. "I can see we will need plenty of strong drink if we are going to survive this little soiree". I managed to spit out.

VIP Chauffeur

I was just back from my two year stint with the Army Rangers in Afhganistan. My best friend had the good fortune to have started a limousine company a few years earlier and had built it into a very successful enterprise. He was quick to give me a job and I soon rose to the top of the list of drivers. I got the best jobs and my pick of the jobs. He approached me this one day and said he had landed a brand new account and wanted me to take the first job. He thought the new client would be a very good tipper. The first job was to be earl Friday night. I was scheduled to pick up an individual at the downtown Ritz Carlton. Off I went.

Safe Word

In my line of work, I don't get to choose where in the country I want to work. Recently, I was set up to work in a fairly remote area. There were no big cities around, so I had to live in a town of just 500 people. After checking out the two bars, and hanging out at all of the public areas, I did not have any luck picking up a date. So I decided to try a new route. I had not looked into online personal ads before, but after hearing about it from a friend back home I figured I would check it out. I went to Craigslist, and found the nearest "big" city listed. I hoped I didn't have to drive an hour just to get laid, but I had to try something.

Taming the Succubus

The Succubus is not a new threat of course; they've been around for as long as men have been susceptible to feminine wiles. But recently their population has grown and frequency of their "visits" has increased. In case you don't know, a Succubus is a creature that knows only two things: fucking and killing; and they are very good at both. Some, particularly women, call them demons or monsters; others, particularly men, are not so sure. In my experience I think I've learned a great deal about them. For starters, they are certainly not demons; they are as flesh and blood as any other creature. However, though they do appear in most respects to be human, they're not quite that either.