Back at my apartment, I wanted nothing more than to just get the chastity device off of me, but I still couldn’t help but be aroused at my humiliating situation. Here I was, chastised by my previous girlfriend who now controlled not only my orgasms, but whether I could have sex with another woman. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, notifying me of a new text message. Send me a pic of you dressed up in that corset and stockings. I want to see it before I fuck my boyfriend in a few minutes. Quickly, I did as she instructed. Soon, she had a full body shot of me in the tight…

All characters are 18+. Chapter 1 At Home The alarm clock started its irritating buzzing; Sarah yawns and rolls over to stop the clock. As she does her right breast is exposed to the chilly air, instantly erecting her brown nipple. “Damn it’s cold,” she thinks to herself. She wants to just bundle up in the sheets but her body is screaming at her that she has to pee. She rolls back and forth trying to see how long she could hold it, but she remembers she drank a lot of water before she went to bed last night. Then she had a wicked idea, she could just piss right…

Mollie in Australia Photograph and letter received 11 October 1994 [Photo not found.] Interviewed by telephone 22 October 1994 Recovered from damaged telephone tape and transcribed August 2000 Interviewer. Hello Mollie. This is [name], from the corset research project. What time is it there, with you? Hope it’s OK for you to talk now. Mollie. Yeah, it’s fine. It’s about 9 in the evening so you picked a good time. Interviewer. Oh good. Thanks for your picture and the letter. Could you start by telling me a little about yourself? Where are you and what do you do? Mollie. Yeah, sure. I’m in Brisbane at this minute; Brisbane, Australia. I…

“Mmmmm, you are so mine, Diane, give me your cunt,” and she licked me. “I want your ass, I want your filthy bloody ass, Kate,” I whispered. She responded by jamming her brownie into my nose. I slowly circled her eye with my lips, breathing gently, warming the hole, and tongued it lightly. “ugghhh, mmmm,” she responded. I licked the tiny ringlets and entered her dank asshole, the smell fierce and inviting. I probed and explored until I was all the way in, her sphincter loosening immediately in gratitude. I pulled out and stabbed my index finger into her ass, she moaned. The ring was easy so I added another…

Chapter One.Suffering the consequences. We entered her two-level apartment and she took me through to a lounge. It looked expensively furnished with a thick, creamy white carpet and a plush velvet three piece suite. The coffee table looked like real wood. The only thing that looked incongruous was the old chrome dining chair. I followed her across, enjoying the feel of the long-haired carpet under my feet, until I saw a white painted iron ring half covered by the pile. My brows creased as I looked and spotted three more; what their purpose was had me guessing. She dropped the leash as she sat, and then fished out her pad.…

CHAPTER ONE Donna Floriella Deoporto Norvona de Sante Cruxes stood on the deck of the SS Pogona as it finished docking in Rio de Janeiro. She scanned the waiting crowd, searching for a first glimpse of her husband to be. The year is 1881 and Floriella is a ‘Letter Bride’ -, the marriage had been arranged between the two families via agents, photographs and letters. Floriella is the fourth daughter of a title rich, but cash poor, Portuguese noble family. When she had come of age there was no money left to arrange a good marriage in Portugal and, so her father had decided that a good match could be…

*** Sarkopheros says: The first Brod story! *** I have a lot of stories about bulging. Some are funny, some are sexy, some are stupid. I remember one time I’d gone into JJ Raxx, a discount clothing store. I’m just minding my own business. Of course, I was wearing red basketball shorts which highlighted every contour and groove of my cock and balls. You could hear the slapping as my nuts bounced against my thighs. Slap, slap, slap. A good number of people turned to see what the noise was. I could hear gasps. In my peripheral vision, I noticed a woman pointing. I saw a couple snickers from guys…

The man in the far corner caught my eye. He was tall and slender with rich dark skin and the sexiest of smiles. I knew exactly who he was, I’d seen him many times before, but I hadn’t expected to see him in the club and his presence evoked the same reaction it always did – sheer panic! Red-cheeked and flustered I could hardly look at the man of my dreams let alone cross the crowded dance floor to speak to him. I wished I could. I longed to stride confidently up to him, introduce myself and seduce him with my feminine wiles but my nerves always failed me. It…

Miss Caz decided that as it was a lovely day, not too hot, we would go for a picnic about 20km from home in the bush (Forrest) near our home. We took the usual, a blanket, a bottle of wine, some smoke. Miss Caz also made sure that the toy bag was in the boot and we were prepared for the day. As part of that preparation she had me clean out and shave everything VERY smooth then dressed in cock-ring, stocking and heels I was told to, “Get in the car, I’ve prepared your seat.” On the passenger seat was the black plug was waiting, 3″ wide I had…

What seemed like hours you wait staring out the window for your lover and companion to return home from a long day at work. The rain is just starting to lightly pour as you silently wish for his return before the weather gets worse. You wait for what seems like hours closing your eyes trying to nap to ease the wait. In your head you think of all the wonderful things you’d love to do to him when he arrives. You always did love the way he smiled so irresistible it made your heart melt, eyes that could cut right through you and see your deepest inner thoughts, arms to…