2010.02.11 17:15:30

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Drunk

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I woke up, but only just.

I had the taste in my mouth of far too much beer from the night before, and a thumping headache. Slowly it came back to me... the bar, then the party, then the club, then the late night club...

I lifted my hand to my head, but it only got half way there, tugged back by my other hand. I lifted them up to see what was happening, then realised what I had done.

I'm an occasional self-bondage enthusiast, and sometimes fantasize about being locked into chains. I have all the gear, but don't often use it. Just occasionally, when I'm feeling quite adventurous, I'll put on a pair of handcuffs or leg cuffs before I go to bed.

And I guess last night was just such a night. I must have put these handcuffs on before going to bed, and now discovering it. I was hung over, and not really in the mood for bondage games, but it's not like I had a choice now.

I experimentally lifted a foot, and found, to no great surprise, my leg cuffs locked on too. There was a chain connected to my handcuffs, and I found with a bit of tugging that it was connected not only to my leg cuffs but to the steel collar which appeared to be locked around my neck too.

So there it was, I had wanted to feel like a chained up prisoner, and that's just how I felt. I'm sure most prisoners didn't want to be there and just wanted to be free of it all, and in my hung over state that's just how I felt too.

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2010.02.01 09:43:49

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A Common Problem

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Chapter 1

"Bowling? Really? It's an unusual injury to get from bowling."

The doctor didn't sound convinced, but I thought I might be able to get away with it. "Er, yes, bowling."

"And so how often do you go bowling?"

It wasn't going to work, but I thought I'd try to bluff it through. "Um, well, about... once in a while..."

The doctor sighed, took his glasses off, and leaned forward at me. "Mr Jones, I have seen the X-rays of your hand and the physiotherapists report, and I can say that in all my years of looking at hand pain problems, symptoms like yours have never been attributable to a bad technique at bowling."

Rats, found out. "Er, well... perhaps it's something else then?"

He looked at me, and knew exactly what I was hiding. "Really, Mr Jones, I think you and I both know why you have developed this pain in your right hand. Come now, we are both adults."

I felt ashamed, and looked down. "Yes, you're right, it's... it's..."

"Mr Jones, are you a compulsive masturbator?"

"Yes."

"Good, now we've found out what the problem is, we can try to find a solution. It's quite a common situation so there are several things we can try."

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2010.02.01 09:03:51

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On Any Given Sunday

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Why not be a bit different, for a change.

Tod had been going to the same bar each Monday night for a while, and usually wore the same sort of clothes each week. But today he had decided to be different, and wear a polished steel collar around his neck. It gave a hint of his fetish side, which he didn't usually show in public.

He'd got the locking collar a few years ago, and thought about perhaps wearing it all the time - it had a concealed lock so just looked to the untrained eye like a steel band. But reality and his embarrassment got the better of him, and he hardly wore it.

But tonight he would wear it. It might turn a few people off, but perhaps it would turn a few on.

He took it and its keys out of his bondage drawer, unlocked it, snapped it around his neck, and threw the keys back into the drawer. It would be more 'interesting' wearing it out without the keys.

He put a black top on, and looked in a mirror. He could see the logo of the makers, Avalon Designs, etched into the front of the collar, but to most people it just looked like an ornate pattern. He was looking forward to getting stares and comments at the bar.

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2010.02.01 08:39:23

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Chastity Slave

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You've been wearing a secure chastity belt for the past year. Once a month, at an appointed date and time, you come to me in the hope of relief from the belt, if only for a short period. You were and hour late last month, through no fault of your own, but you forfeited the chance to get out of the belt, so this month you're feeling even more horny than usual.

You come to my door, and strip down naked (except for the belt) before knocking. I let you in, leaving your clothes outside. I can tell you're horny, because you're acting very submissive, terrified that you might say something to annoy me. Of course I know that, in your current state, you'll do anything commanded of you.

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2010.01.29 12:30:05

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Special Punishment

Submitted by: anonymous

"Trial number 3835. The defendant Chritine P. R. at the date of 7/25 of the present year, did not stop her car at three different red lights." said the judge. "How does the defendant plead?"

"I plead innocent, your honor." replied Christine, as her lawyer recommended.

"Well, the automatic sign detector incorporated on your car and on every traffic light has verified that you did pass three red lights without stopping." said the judge. "This is irrefutable proof that you are indeed guilty of the charges. This court sentences you to two months of forced sexual deprivation. Does the defendant has anything to say in her defense?"

"Your honor, it was an accident. It wont happen again!" pleaded Christine.

"Your allegation makes no change on your sentence. Now, let the sentence be carried away." said the judge.

Christine is handcuffed and taken by a female officer to another wing of the building, where she is taken by another female officer to carry on her sentence.

Christine knew what her punishment consisted of . . .

"May I go to the bathroom first?" asked Christine in a tiny, pleading voice.

"No!" replied the female officer, "No you can't. You might try to masturbate, and that is forbidden for you since the sentence was announced by the judge. I'll be done in fifteen minutes, and you can go then."

The female officer unlocked Christine's handcuffs, "Okay, now take off your panties and sit over there." she ordered.

The thing that Christine was ordered to sit on looked a lot like those chairs with stirrups commonly used by gynecologists, Christine was then closely examined and all of her pubic hair was shaved off. After that, the female officer applied some strange cream on the shaved area which irritated Christine a little.

"This cream will keep your pubic hair from growing for at least five months, so it will prevent possible problems or infections." explained the female officer, "However, the cream is slightly irritating, the lab that makes it adds some extra ingredients, made especially for women." she added, "Imagine what it'll be like when I fasten the belt on you." she said with some irony.

"Okay, you can get off the seat now, rise up your skirt while I measure you." ordered the officer.

Christine blushed and did as she was told, exposing her shaved pussy and her butt to the female officer. The officer took out a measure tape and took measurements of Christine. Of her hips, 64 cm, then of the distance from her front to her back in between the legs, 59 cm.

"Okay, with that taken care of, let's pick your new underwear." said the officer, clearly enjoying herself. She walked over to a shelf filled with chastity belts in different sizes, all of them ordered by their size from bigger to smaller. Finally, she found one that matched Christine's measures, "Here we go! This one will do just fine! Okay, let's see how it looks on you."

The woman placed the belt on Christine, adjusting it as much as possible so it fitted snuggly around her hips and between her legs.

"It's too tight." complained Christine.

"It is?" asked the officer, "Well, let's see. Hold your breath and suck your stomach in."

Christine did as she was told. But the officer took the opportunity to fasten the belt even harder around her waist, and then locked the padlock on it with a loud CLICK.

"No! No! I wanted you to loose it a little bit!" complained Christine again.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." said the officer, with a voice that showed that she wasn't. "But once the padlock is locked on, I cannot open it until you finish the time of your sentence, which is two months from now."

"Okay, now let me tell you the ground rules for this," said the officer casually.

"You are not allowed to take off the chastity belt under any circumstance. If you try to open your chastity belt, and get caught, then your sentence will be increased by one year. In case of an emergency, you should come directly to us." explained the woman. "Also, if you happen to commit another crime while wearing the belt, you will be forced to wear it for one year more."

"And what about my right?" asked Christine.

"Oh yeah! I forgot! You have the right to remain 'chaste' for the next two months. Ha ha ha ha!" laughed the female officer at her little own joke. Christine did not find it funny at all.

"Now, let me write down your belt's number for the files." the female officer looked at the crotch plate of Christine's belt. "Let's see, the number is 522."

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2009.01.18 17:35:08

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Stolen and Spied

by: Captain Howdy

Stolen & Spied on Internet

I am a single guy that can barely afford food and rent let alone the internet. A friend gave me a computer after he had upgraded his. This computer had wireless internet inside of it and I curiously checked to see if there were any connections available. Sure enough there were three showing and one had no lockout so I clicked it to see if I could start surfing the internet.

Being the first time on the internet in a long time it was overwhelming the information that was now at my fingertips. I have a few fetishes that I thought were kind of weird and wanted to see if there was anything on the internet about them. I found out that there were many people into the things I was into and felt better about how screwy I thought that they were.


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2009.01.18 11:50:15

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The Carnival

Author : Captain Howdy

Storycodes: MF+/m; kidnap; plastic; doll; transform; enema; oral;; reluct; X

Well I’m off to the Carnival that came into town everybody is talking about. I arrive and get a bunch of tickets to ride all the rides even double if I want. As I pay for the tickets the ticket person looks at me up and down and smiles a little, I don’t know why, as she hands me the tickets and asks for my wrist. I stick my arm through the window and she places this pink armband on me. I ask what it is for and she tells me since I bought so many tickets I get too ride the “Real Ride” at the back of the park which opens 5 minutes before the rest of the rides close. I thought wow cool a free ride.

This was like most carnivals some OK rides and some really cool ones. Unfortunately no coasters where too be found. Every time I got to a ride the girl at the gate would look at me then smile, I wondered if they were smiling at everybody or me. At the Whirlwind ride I watched and sure enough she wasn’t smiling at anybody, oh wait I see her smiling at someone. Now she’s back too normal I’m bored look face. I keep watching as I probably have 10 more minutes to wait and she is not smiling at all. As I approach the gate I have seen her smile only one other time. I reach the gate and sure enough she smiles directly at me.

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2008.12.29 17:54:27

wizardpa

What a mistake I have made!!!!!

My story goes back 5 months now, well actually even several years before that. My wife and I have been married for 16 years. About 5 years ago, some kind of way, during our lovemaking,the subject of her fucking someone else came up. We both got off on this kind of talk. Afterward, I would lick her pussy clean of my cum, but pretending it was her boyfriends cum I was cleaning up. Anyway, this subject was always just a fantasy for both of us as we approached 40 years of age.

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2008.12.23 02:04:49

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The Doctor's visit (Archives 2004)

by hub dub

Recently, my wife (mistress) scheduled me for a thorough physical examination. I was informed that it would be the first of what will become annual exams. “After all,” mistress said, “I have to endure annual exams, so I think you should too. It will be good for you. You’re my property now and I’m going to make sure you’re well taken care of; whether you like it or not.” Perhaps I should fill you in on a little background information at this point. I have been the full and complete slave of my wife for about six months now. We had played with dominance and submission games on and off for several years previously, but had come to the point where we both felt we wanted to take things to the next step. That step, for us, was for me to become quite literally and irrevocably, the slave of my wife. After much discuss over several months, we had a quiet but very intense ceremony that included my receiving my permanent slave collar.

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2008.12.23 01:41:10

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A Wedding Story (Archives 2005)

Copyright c JUNE 19, 1999 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved

STORY: A Wedding Story Author: C.D.E.

CAST: Cecil Morton-Fiance/Husband Cheryl Jones-Fiancee/Wife

CHAPTER 1: A FAMILY PROBLEM

"Cecil are you really sure you're ready for the responsibility of marriage? Even though you and Cheryl have been dating since junior high, do you think she's the right girl for you?"

"Mom we've been through this before. I know you don't really care that much for Cheryl's family. You can't blame her for the things her two sisters have been rumored to have done."

"It's in the family blood son. That's what bothers me. I just don't want to see you hurt. I know you say she's a virgin, which is commendable and I pretty much know you are, except for being with your hands."

"Mother! Please don't say that!"

"You know it's true. Over the years I've loss track of the times I've seen you come in from dates with her and beat yourself off. However, I did notice that after y'all went to college, you didn't do it as much. Does she pull your little peter now or suck you off?"

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2008.12.17 11:53:49

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Enslavement! (Archives 2007)

by kristen

Enslavement!

Tick Tock Tick Tock Amy waited for the lock The lock that she would use to trap her ex's cock

But Little did he know what she had in store he would be her pet jsut like a labrador

When poor Joe arrived he was offered sex But he was being conived To be owned by his ex.

She took him to the room and threw him on the bed He told her Amy No So she hit him in the head

As he lay there stunned She quickly did the deed To bad he hadnt runned Now he'd be on a lead

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2008.12.17 11:21:02

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Topping from the Top (Archives 2008)

by can-lock

Damn!!

 

Double damn!!

 

Here is sit strapped to this chair and I don't know what is going on.

 

She said be there at 11.  So arrive 10 minutes early (never want to be late again, I have learnt my lesson).  She was there when I got there.  She greeted me at the door with a deep and passionate kiss and a blindfold.

 

She led me into the living room where she had me strip.  Then she sat me in a dining room chair with arms.  Hmm, this is new.  We don't have one of those but I guess we do now.

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