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Innocence Lost

“©Dark Dreamer with Hope”

Robbie walks into the darkness of the bar looking for a drink to ease the tensions of the past grueling week. As he approaches the bar, his eyes are caught by a vision of naughtiness sitting on a nearby barstool. Glittering eyes roam over tantalizing legs clad only in black silk stocking, moving slowly up, taking in the short leather mini skirt and black leather vest. Feeling Robbie’s eyes burning along her flesh, Zara turns, her twinkling eyes locking with his dark ominous stare. ‘What the hell is she doing here!’ he asks himself, as she thinks, ‘Oh, I was hoping he would come here tonight.’ He strides to her side, hand grasping her thigh harshly making her wince. ‘Oh dear,’ she thinks, ‘he looks so angry.’ › Continue reading

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Tuesday, February 16th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

First Visit to Haitian Bondage Club

She closed her eyes as she lay on the large bed of her hotel room in the luxurious Moulin Sur Mer. The beachfront hotel was built on a sugar cane plantation around the midthe mid-18th century. . She was here on a business trip, checking out a new factory to be built. It was part business and part pleasure, Lyn having thehaving the weekend before returning home, her business finished, a free weekend with no distractions. The sun was shining in the window,window; Lyn was naked on the bed. The beach was empty but just the thought of anyone looking in would be able to see her naked excited her. She had started to have these strange desires about six months ago. She thought it just fantasy probably caused by lack of sex or at least lack of sex with someone other then Bill. Bill was her vibrator. She laughed, how many women named their vibrator. Bill was about ten inches long and over three inches wide, a very formidable man. She bought long lasting batteries by the ten pack, never wanting to be without Bill when she needed him most. Maybe she should add Duracell to her stock portfolio, a ten pack lasting less then a month. › Continue reading

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Sunday, February 14th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

Erica’s Submission

We had been friends for years, good friends, and our relationship had evolved from co-workers to advisors to confidants. Any financial problem, any marital problem, anything—she had helped me through a particularly rough time with my department manager (I had been wrongly accused of falsifying a record), and I conciliated with her when she divorced her uncaring, disinterested lout of a husband.

Let me set one thing straight from the start: Erica Poulet and I had a purely platonic relationship. In fact, as I’m about 16 years older than she is, I think of myself as more of a father figure than anything else. When we met on the job three years ago when Erica was hired as my secretary, and I was as impressed with her as a worker as I was with her personality. We became fast friends, and it was primarily through my recommendations that Erica landed a job as an assistant manager within my department › Continue reading

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Sunday, February 14th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

Escapades of Eva New Year Special

“This story is to thank my Sir for another great year of loving his Domination in 2006. I hope everyone likes it and will enjoy more of Eva’s Escapades after the holidays. Happy New Year everyone! … strayangel”

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It was New Year’s Eve and Strayangel was attending the celebration in the heart of the cold crowded city. The excited onlookers were jostling and shoving and pushing her as she tried to get to the front of the crowd where she could see better. But it seemed that every time she tried to move she was cut off by others who were taller and were standing in front obstructing her view. › Continue reading

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Friday, February 12th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

Three Falls, One Bitch Ch. 02

Three falls, we’d said. I “thought “taking her down had been a little too easy; now the ache in my back made me see why.

Dazed, I lay there, considering the implications. Lena had really gotten off on subbing, being taken hard. Did that mean she’d just want me to take her again? Harder? I could never be so lucky. Whips? Chains? Well, it’d only be fair if I took a spank or two in return, but what to “expect”…

Lena crouched over me. She was grinning hugely, writing something on a piece of paper. She finished, folded it in half, and put it on my forehead. I sat up and looked over my shoulder, watching her little ass sway across the mats. › Continue reading

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Friday, February 12th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

Emma is Used In the House of Her Mistress

“This is a follow on to “emma finds her Mistress again’. It is not necessary to read the other story first.”

Chapter 1

We waved our respective husbands goodbye on their business trip together and my heart was pounding. Standing, I could smell the warmth of her perfume, I watched the movement of her body and the caress of her hair surreptitiously. I wanted to touch her, be touched by her. I was horny. I was reluctantly becoming used to having to do whatever Susan asked of me again. It scared me, but it also excited me a little more every time Susan asked me to do something. › Continue reading

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Friday, February 12th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

The Auction

She paced the length of the living room restlessly…the sharp points of her high heels clicking against the wood floor. Her eyes flicked to the clock, realizing that it was almost time. He had said the car would arrive for her at eight and it was nearly that now. He had promised her an evening she would never forget. She took a deep breath and checked her appearance one final time in the mirror.

She viewed herself through his critical eyes seeking any flaw that might displease him. Her long chestnut curls were piled artlessly on top her head, a few loose tendrils escaping to caress her neck. Her makeup was subtle and flawless, accentuating the brilliant emerald of her eyes and the soft, full crimson lips that he told her were created to be wrapped around his cock. Her cheeks held no makeup, a high flush filling them naturally. Her gaze dropped lower, taking in the elegant silver collar locked around her neck. She thought of the matching chain currently residing in her evening bag. › Continue reading

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Wednesday, February 10th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

The Armoire Ch. 05

“- Sam Darquesied

- Expertly Edited by FQKF”

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My apartment was so clean you could eat off the toilet seat! It had never been that pristine since…well ever. Sam Darquesied was visiting me! This was like a visit from the Prime Minister…no…hell, it was way better than the Prime Minister. And, he was asking me to help with a scenario, a big two day scenario for eight girls! It was something they’ve never done and I’d been asked to help come up with ideas, setup, and the actual implementation. I was so proud that he thought to ask me; that he would trust me that much. I was so excited I couldn’t sit; I just kept pacing and looking out the window. › Continue reading

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Wednesday, February 10th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

The Castle of Baron White Ch. 01

Raya let out a deep, contended sigh as she layback on the grass-patched hillock in the centre of the clearing. All around her the trees heaved and swayed in the autumn breeze, letting their bounty of dying leaves fall to the ground below where they would fester and rot sweetly next to furrowing squirrels, desperately in search of food to store for the coming winter. She let her hand run across her cotton-covered chest, sending ripples of electricity to her nipples, which sprang to loving attention under her teasing fingertips. Autumn was certainly her favourite time of year, she felt freer in the cool warmth of September then in the stifling heat of July. And though everything was starting to fade to winter browns and grey, she knew that this only meant that new life was getting ready to be made from the beauty of the old. › Continue reading

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Wednesday, February 10th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments

Spice Plantation Ch. 07

I lay on the bed beside Judy, casually stroking her firm and still warm bottom as she sighed in contentment. Thirty minutes earlier she had been tied along the length of the padded horse, her ankles spread to the two legs at one end and her wrists to the two at the other. Nipple clamps dangled from each breast and she ground her pussy hard against the smooth padding of the horse with each stroke of the cat I delivered. I whipped her until her entire ass was red and hot to the touch and she was squirming back and forth, desperately trying to get herself off. I finally stopped and moved behind her and pressed my lubricated cock against her tight and puckered rear opening. › Continue reading

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Monday, February 8th, 2010 Fetish Stories No Comments
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