Bondage

Jake and Anna were destined to meet one another. They were married to two relatively vanilla partners: Jake to Sarah, Anna to Scott. Jake and Anna, though, were anything but vanilla. Jacob had an interest in domination, while Anna had an interest in submission. Jake had been married to Sarah for about seven years, while Anna and Scott had been married for about three years. Jake and Anna had tried introducing their respective partners to their interests, but to no avail.

Look, it's just fantasy, OK? No one is being tortured around here. It's just fun to think about playing in the rain around here sometimes. ***** It was a nice day for the Northwest, completely overcast but warm enough you could run around without a coat on. The weather folks on TV kept saying we were in for a heck of a storm later this afternoon. Around here that means rain, and a lot of it.

Please Note: This story is purely fiction *** One of the characters is an Episcopal priest, for those who don't know and will try to correct me: Episcopal Priests can and do marry. They are properly referred to as Priests, not Ministers *** Thank you & Enjoy. The cold little church was packed to capacity. Candles flickered along the center isle. Garlands of evergreen swayed a rhythmically as the monotone choir sang "

****************************** This is a new story i will be hoping to make quite a few chapters of. Please leave feedback it helps mould the story, and if anyone has any ideas send me a message and I'll try and put them into the story. Thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy. ****************************** Hi my name is Stacey I am 22 years old 5ft 5 and 126lb, have blonde hair down to my shoulders and brown eyes.

Stage One: The Doctor's Orders She knew she had done wrong, but most importantly she knew she'd be in trouble. Those boots had clearly been left out for cleaning, but she was so enthralled with her new present, a pair of beautifully high ballet boots, she just had to 'wear them in'. And so she sat upon the corner of the bed, decadent in her sleek shiny ballet boots, her legs crossed, encased in latex stockings and an impossibly tight hobble skirt, clinging to her ample bosom a zip halter neck top was fastened, and long latex gloves adorned her arms emphasising her sleek fingers, adding to this she wore a black latex gasmask which disguised her features.

Donna pulled at the sliding warehouse door. The wheels scraped, pouring echos across the studio lot. She froze, listening for guards. There was warm light spilling out of the warehouse -- the kind they used before shooting began, before the bright, hot lights started making her makeup run. Satisfied she hadn't alerted anyone, she stepped inside. She heaved the door shut behind her, taking a moment to smooth her skirt and blouse; white top with a tan bottom.

Like any other day I'm finally home from a long night at work. Being a secretary isn't bad it's just taking orders and answering phones drives me crazy sometimes. It's just after eleven when I get into my apartment and lock the door behind. I quickly remove my clothes down to just my bra and panties. "Ahh, much better." I say out loud talking to myself like usual. I go to the bathroom and flick on the light to see a man wearing a mask in the reflection of the mirror right behind me.

Gale shivered, even though she could feel the warm afternoon sun on her naked body. She pulled on the strap wrapped around one wrist and then she pulled with the other arm. Her arms were over her head and spread wide apart. Her legs were spread as wide as her arms and tied in a like manner. The blindfold over her eyes let in no light at all. He had shown her where she would be before he put the blindfold over her head.

Victoria didn't know why she bothered. If she had known, she wouldn't have spent so much time on her outfit. She arrived at Simon's place a little after sunset, so she wasn't too worried the neighbors would spot her in her slutty clothes. But... just to be safe, she put on a long skirt and overcoat as camouflage. She used the key Simon gave her last night and stepped inside the duplex.

"Are you sure you can't see around that thing?" I strain to peek but the velour blindfold from our brand new 'Bondage Starter Kit' is doing it's job well. We'd ducked into the funky little sex shop on a whim. Rows and rows of dildos, vibrators, and cock rings but when you saw that little square box sitting amongst the handcuffs and whips your face lit up with an evil grin.

Inspired by the power midget... * You come home from work looking a hot mess. Your hair is unkempt, your clothes have a nice ring of sweat, and your shoes are dirty as can be. I see that you have had a bad night indeed. I draw you a nice hot bath ensuring the right temperature. You begin to undress in the bedroom, but I bring you to the bathroom so that I can watch you as your body becomes free.

"I told you last time if I saw you around here again, I would take you in. Now up against the car, spread your legs and put your hands behind your back. Looks like you have done this a few times. I need to cuff you and frisk you, understood?...Understood?" "Yes Sir." "Good girl, that's more like it." I cuff you and proceed to pat you down making sure to run my hands slowly over your body making sure not to miss a spot.

She watched him. He moved with a brutal grace that bespoke of speed and savagery and surety, and his body- slender and tall and razor-sharp- seemed to hiss and crackle through the air, like static, like branches in storm. She wanted to go to him. Too bad about the leather cuffs that bound her ankles together. She watched from her place by the table, watched him moving back and forth in the kitchen, whistling, cooking.

CHAPTER ONE He needed the hand on his shoulder, the kiss to his temple and the hot, ragged breath of his Master over his face. "Silas!" Instinct took over. Silas Oswald dropped to his knees, taking cover behind the waist high bar that extended along the length of the Tesla-Coil Tavern. The movement was futile; Mistress Lavinia had already seen him and wasn't likely to forgive his disobedience anytime in the near future.

I stood in the shower, allowing the hot water to caress my body in an attempt to wake myself up. The thought of another long day at work wasn't helping the situation, but at least it was Friday. "Get through today and enjoy the weekend," I thought. I stepped out of the shower and immediately realized I had forgotten to bring a towel into the bathroom from the bedroom in my morning fog.

Stephanie and I had gone to dinner as it was Wednesday night and that was our "subs night out" day. Stephanie is Lisa's sub and I (Ellen) am Monica's sub. We had our usual great time, Steph is a really sweet girl and we get along VERY well. We are part time lovers but we both prefer a nice stiff cock plunging in and out of us. A couple of weeks ago, Lisa brought Steph over to my house to watch as I was tightly bound and fucked by Jason, Brad and Mistress.

So, just a little about me. The last few years have been pretty much without sex from my spouse. I love her dearly, but she doesn't have the sex drive I have, nor the interest in my many fetishes that I desire. I have been good about taking care of my desires while she is away for work or many times while she sleeps in another room, I'm at least able to take things in my own hands.

Notes 1. All characters portrayed are adults (18+) 2. Story doesn't involve whips, chains or leather After an hour of teasing and denial I knew my stepsister Jen couldn't take it anymore, so just as she was about to blurt out the code word, I finally agreed to let her climax. We cuddled together after I unstrapped her and before switching roles so she could return the favor on me, we recounted the origins of our wonderful orgasm control dynamic and how we started engaging in it with each other before even knowing what it was.

Kara and Tara Bishop had both modeled growing up and had been pursued by some of the top agencies; it amazed most people that they were just stepsisters because they looked so alike. Both were 18 years old, 5’6” tall and about 120lbs, both were extremely attractive girls with flawless tan skin and playmate looks. Both girls had perfect breasts, if not large for girls so petite and pert, toned, heart shaped asses.