Cute Girls

In John’s Playroom

“Hello? John? Are you here? Hello?” Elizabeth found it odd that the bedroom door was left unlocked. The instructions in John’s email were specific. “‘Use your key to let yourself in. You will blindfold yourself and strip naked, in that order. Leave your heels on. Once you are naked, you are to be on all fours, your forehead on the floor. Your cunt should be facing the door so that it is the first thing I see when I enter.’”

Without giving it another thought, Elizabeth dropped her overnight bag on John’s bed and sat down beside it. She opened the bag and pulled out her black silk scarf. She drew the folded scarf around her eyes and fastened it tightly behind her head. Robbed of her sight, her other senses heightened immediately. Her breathing deepened as she began to unbutton her blouse and contemplate the lustful evening that was about to unfold. The arousal had started to build. What did John have in store for her tonight? She draped her blouse neatly on the bed beside her. Reaching around her back, she unzipped her skirt, stood up and let it fall to the floor. She cleverly scooped up the skirt with her foot, folded it and placed it with the blouse. Elizabeth was never to wear panties or a bra unless told to do so. › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

Jessamine

“Gentle reader;

here are Jessamine and Gloria, from Camp fist, in a story of their own.

-Namaste- ”

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“God damn, it feels good to be clean again!” Gloria announced. A cloud of steam followed her as she stepped out of the bathroom, zipping up a pair of soft grey leather trousers. Her skin glowed from the heat, her ash-blonde curls dripped water onto her shoulders and naked breasts.

Jessamine smiled and came to be hugged. “Too clean,” she murmured. “You should have left just a little behind your ears, like perfume. Mmnn…” She snuggled. “That’s what I fell for; the oil on your lips, the leather on your hips…” › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

Heritage Ch. 02

“Author’s note: I’d like to thank for the encouraging reviews this story has received so far. Those and my stubbornness are the reasons I’ll continue posting. This is going to be a SLOWLY progressing story, the sexual aspect of it growing in harmony with the deepening of the relationship described. I realize it can’t please everyone’s tastes, but please don’t just bomb it, but send me a note and give me your honest opinion. Thank you.”

*Chapter 2. The Intruder*

No sooner had they left the highway when, memories almost immediately came flooding back to Bella as the cab passed one familiar road after the other. Few houses had changed radically over the past five years, Mrs. Wentworth’s front yard on the corner still stood out as a fabulous oasis with a variety of orchids and exotic flowers that had certainly no natural right to bloom in the chilly spring weather. › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

The School Ch. 02

“Although this story stands alone, it is strongly recommended that you read the first chapter to fully appreciate the challenges facing Laura.

Laura has been experiencing problems in her personal and business life that other forms of therapy had been unable to remedy. As a last resort she has visited a school where Martin is the owner.

A very special thanks to my editor, WhiteWave48, for proof reading and for her very constructive comments.”

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“What exactly is the problem?” Laura almost screamed. “I have the money and you have a service that I am willing to pay for. How can there be a problem? I’ll pay double.” › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

The Shopping Spree

It had been a week since I met him in the club, since I had gone home with him not even knowing his full name and totally given myself to him. It had been two weeks of having my senses tormented, my body trained and my needs fulfilled.

I had spent every night of the last two weeks with him, everyday going to work sore and sated, in a sexual haze. I drove, worked and lived by rote when I wasn’t with him, just waiting for the time he would be with me.

We had gone back to the club once since the night we had met, he made me wear sexier clothes then I ever had. He took me shopping and we bought a slinky black nightgown with see through lace panels and a totally lace bra which I wore the next weekend. › Continue reading

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The Gambler

The Gambler

The style was called “Anguish.” It was the latest fashion rage—dress your woman in haute-couture, bind her in some minor way, and then hurt her …just a little …just enough to draw out her beauty. It looked sophisticated when it was done properly, with a light touch.

This definitely was not the case for the contract-girl across the aisle. Her look simply wasn’t working. She was just a CELT of course, which allowed for a more daring presentation, but even so, one could only get away with so much skin, so much pain. In my opinion, the mark of a real sophisticate was subtlety. › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

Power Plays Ch. 04

“Authors Note: I can’t say enough about Angel Love for editing this and almost all of my stories. She’s a great editor and a great friend. Thanks Angel.”

Entering the large chef’s kitchen behind Camille the thoughts running through your head had you almost panicking. The pounding of your heart can be heard in your ears as it feeds your brain. You are sure that Camille is not making idle threats when she said that you would taste other women and would also be tasted by them. It’s not that you don’t find other women to be attractive but you certainly don’t consider yourself a bisexual. Is this all part of His plan? Is this what He desires for you? Group sex isn’t exactly what you have in mind as regular fun. › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

Sam, Laura and Joanne Ch. 02

*Spa Day and Allyson*

Monday morning came and it was still raining. Laura sat on the side of the bed and looked out the bedroom window feeling unusually contented. Sam and her had made love twice on Saturday, once consensually on Sunday and once “non-consensually” sometime before dawn on Monday morning.

In the almost complete darkness of their bed room, Sam rolled her to her back, ripped open her nightgown down to her belly, pulled the pillows from under her head and held her flat against the mattress by her throat, awkwardly mounted her in the dark and slapped her breasts and called her names as he fucked her quickly and roughly, with no regard for her pleasure. › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

Power Plays Ch. 03

“Author’s note: As always I owe a debt of gratitude to Angel Love for not only editing this story but helping me become a better writer. You are a wonderful person Angel and a true friend. Thank you.”

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Your dreams that night were even more exciting than the previous evening but the incredible soreness between your legs prevented you from touching yourself. In your dream you had been surrounded by six well-endowed men while The watched. While you still did not completely understand your desire to please and get acceptance from Him you did everything possible to garner His attention. Was that just in the dream or had it also now become your reality? › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story

Power Plays Ch. 02

“Author’s note: I actually read a story with this story line about 6 - 7 years ago which I used for this idea. Without being able to go back and check the original story I did do my best to try to make this one my own. Thanks Karen for the editing.”

The rest of the evening had been an absolute blur. Somehow you had managed to get your clothes in some semblance of order as well as safely drive home. You had experienced a rollercoaster of emotions that had led to several crying fits as well as two massive orgasms. It had taken some time but finally you were able to fall asleep. The wave of emotions began again the next day as you found yourself waking up with your hand between your legs. › Continue reading

Tags: Fetish, Story