Bondage and restriction - Page 76



He woke up early and started preparing every thing for the day. First he untied her from the bed and put her in a dog bed that he had just put near the bed. He put a dog collar around her neck and tied it to the floor. Of course she was still naked



Headlights, screeching of tires, blaring of a horn BAM….. I wake up and see only black.. I am being moved. “We need to get her down to the tunnels before she wakes up!” I fade out again. Opening my eyes I see a gray stone ceiling with pipes and hear metal wheels on a stone floor



Rommel watched her from afar. She was such a pixie, so innocent and all his. He thought of her grandfather, his life long tutor and how he had entrusted her care to him. He remembered well



“Finally we have the martial arts festival.” The ministers stirred in their seats and looked at the presiding female court officer standing at a podium in the center of the room



. . . She couldn’t believe it was happening to her, it was something like out of a horror flick but it wasn’t a movie and it felt too real to be a dream. It was so dark, sometime in the middle of the night



This is the third installment in a continuing saga. I recommend you go back and read "Linda Part I Beginnings," and "Linda Part II Becoming Sire's Bitch," or the context of the story may be lost to you



Mother was stark naked. Facing towards me as I laid on the bed, with nothing on, not even panties, revealing two well-shaped breasts, two small pink nipples, and below a perfectly flat stomach, a black triangle of pubic hair, looking like a shaded area in a drawing
When you and your wife agrees to a sexual adventure make sure you get the fine details ---------------------------------------- My wife and I had hit what I would describe as a flat spot. We had been married for ten years



Sorry for the long wait. As I said I have been deathly sick lately. This section was suggested a few parts back, and as I've said, I want to put in suggestions to this story. I hope you enjoy and remember to vote and comment so I know what to do in future parts



The day was finally here, she couldn't believe it, after two months of chatting with her online dom from Craigslist, the day was finally here for them to meet



DISCLAIMER: This story was inspired by a story I read called "Burning Sage" from CreepyPasta. It, however, in NO way reflects my own personal preferences, views, or fantasies



I love going to the bathhouse in the city. There's hardly ever a dull night. They have been renovating for what seemed like months. But finally the hot tub was done. I started my Friday at 1 pm when i got up showered and shaved my entire body especially down there



Prologue I’m laying in a dark, silent room. My wrists are bound above my head to a rope attached to the ceiling. I am on my knees on the carpeted floor below me. I can feel the nakedness of my body, nothing is covering me. Suddenly, I hear a bang, a door in the distance
Part two from The Misadeventures read part one first to get this one. I start walking my way back home from the restaurant eager to get out of there, all those eyes watching. I start to hear footsteps behind me; I look behind me no one is there



Jessica Part 8 - The Blue Bird Story After several encounters with my best friend’s wife, Jessica, she had decided that she wanted to try some really different sexual experiences