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Sub-Couple Romance Ch. 01

I am bound spread-eagle to my bed. I had fastidiously pre-set bondage ties from the four corners of my bed. I used old neckties that would not cut into my skin. Now my wrists and ankles were inescapably bound, and my girlfriend Joy hovered over my body. This had become our normal date night, dinner, then bondage sex. On our first date, she wore a wrap-around belt, which I playfully used to tie her hands behind her, and just we made-out on her couch. No clothes came off that night, but the Sub/Dom/Bondage door was opened. The next date, I told her I wanted to try bondage and about the slip-knot ties I'd added to my bed. That same night, I was bound to my bed, and she straddled-fucked me. After I came, she went to the bathroom, leaving me bound. The power she possessed eroticized the dynamic for us both. Upon return, released me, and we laid together and discussed how powerfully erotic it all had been. We delved into our new dating sexuality. Our new-normal always found me bound sp

IronMale's Defeat Pt. 01

At five in the evening, he arrived at the steps of City Hall as promised. Driving there, he saw the crowds get thicker as he neared the steps. The gawkers had come as he knew they would. He got out of the black sedan and saw her at the top of the steps. She was, as always, dripping with sexual energy, wearing a tight black latex dress that zippered up the front and black heels. Her fit, but curvy body straining the stitching of the dress. Her long blonde hair was done up in a tight bun and in her right hand she held a riding crop. He closed the door, looked up at her and silently climbed the stairs wearing the costume that had come to define identity, a suit of form-fitting elasticized chain mail. With every step, he felt more dread. He had been defeated. He would sacrifice his himself for the city, but he didn't know if she would hold up her end of the bargain. For him though, there was no choice, she held all the cards. "I am here, as promised," he said as he reach th

Horny Wife

This is a short story about the time my wife was feeling so turned on during a car journey, that she had to finger herself to orgasm sitting next to me whilst I drove. It all happened just a few weeks ago and I really need to tell you about it. It was Saturday and my wife, Tracy, and I had travelled about 30 miles to go to the wedding of a friend of hers. The wedding was just like every other wedding and the reception was okay. We were sat at a table with two other couples, who were friendly and good company. Tracy danced a bit but I don't like dancing, so I just sat and watched. I couldn't drink as I had to drive us home, so I wasn't particularly enjoying myself. Anyway, the table had a fairly long tablecloth on it and when Tracy returned to sit next to me, I took the opportunity to feel her thigh. The room lights were quite low and the tablecloth would hopefully conceal what I was doing. Tracy was wearing an electric blue party dress which was quite short. She does not

Modeling Punishment Uniforms Ch. 04

[Readers will likely find this story more enjoyable if they have read the earlier chapters. This story takes place in the Women's Republic of the future where women are in charge. You can read more about it in my series, "A Very Shameful Punishment". These stories include subjects such as bodily functions and sometimes severe discipline. Those who do not want to read about those topics should read no further. All characters are 18 or over. My thanks to Susan Greenway for graciously permitting me to use some of her characters in this series.] Kate had barely fallen asleep late that night when her older sister Deirdre calmly tapped her to wake her. It took her a moment to realize what was happening, but she groaned and looked up at Dee, asking with her eyes what had led to her waking Kate up. Kate knew, of course, that it meant Deirdre needed to use the toilet. Because Dee had failed Kate's panty and anal inspection, Kate had locked her punishment panties so that a re

Personal Anatomy Punishment Ch. 03

It feels like it's been forever! We have a quick recap to start us off because I myself could barely remember what was happening. Ms Lin's POV: Being a high school gym teacher came with certain responsibilities, but Lin wasn't happy that this one was keeping her at work. Worse, this 'demonstration' that the school principal Mr Robin set up surely meant she would have to change up her health class curriculum. Still, she was a responsible instructor (and a bit of a naïve employee), so she would get what she could from it. Mr Robin hadn't explained much, but she could deduce from previous conversations that it was probably about sex ed, and the thought made her wary. She was in a typical classroom with three other people present: Mr Simmons -- the male gym teacher -- and two upperclassmen (one male and one female) who she was told were to be 'aides' of some sort. Ahh, Mr Simmons was finally here, and someone with him-- Oh shit. It was Evelyn, one of her st