"Morning, Squeaky." "Mmm..." I tried to stretch my limbs as Miles ran his fingers on my latex-covered face, but I couldn't move… ah, yes. The sleepsack. The amazing contraption hugged my body so comfortably. Did I really fall asleep in bondage? I wondered what time it was; we went to bed late last night and I slept like a baby since then. "Do you want out?" Miles asked. "Mmm… What time is it?"  "About 9 am. Did you sleep...

“Kill me!” “No... I won’t kill you. Come on. Stop acting like a baby.” I pressed the button on my talking watch for the tenth time. “The time is 8:38 am.” Last night at the Fox & Spice, everything was going fantastically well until... the kissing slave girl. I've been crying my life out since that moment. Immediately after what happened, I changed back in my regular clothes, and we went straight home; it, unfortunately, s...

"The time is 7:43 am." My little talking watch told me that it was acceptable to wake him up. "Morning, Miles." "Heeey, rubber girl." I slid my arms around his torso to hug him tightly. I still couldn't believe this happened. After a false start in the park, I invited this guy over for a simple dinner then ended up wearing my full latex suit and making love to him. The best thing about all of this, he was still here. "Tha...

Foreword: Hello, fellow Degenerates. Welcome to Sister's First Sleepover. If you are of the lower eschelons of degeneracy, I expect you'll find a lot to enjoy in this tale. It's a slow build up, but I promise you it does ramp up. My aim is to make the story feel as believable as possible, whilst also descending into utterly delicious levels of domination and humiliation.    Chapter 1: The Makeup Game Becca closed the fron...

I decided to come to this small park to relax. It was just in front of the big luxury apartment building where I lived, a big skyscraper. One could say I was quite lucky to have this area just across the street because, in such a big city, there was not a lot of green space anymore. To me, it was vital to be able to go to a place where I could just sit down to smell and hear the remainder of nature. Today, I was not worki...

This is a story about a really strange fetish. Most people will not be able to relate to it. Maybe a few will and maybe they will even get aroused by it. There are very few of us who share this fetish. The other day, I was browsing my favorite fetish blog. A came across an ad that caught my attention. It said, "I am a professional dominatrix, named Phoenix and I am interested in strange fetishes. Not the usual stuff, like...

I sat in my car waiting for Cara.  It was New Year’s Eve 1998.  I was parked in front of a strip mall a few blocks from her high school.  She was performing in a concert with her school orchestra.  She’d told her parents that she was going to stay with a friend afterward.    In reality, she was spending the night with me. I’d known Cara for most of my life.  She was my cousin’s step-sister.  A few weeks earlier she had wa...

Despite her busy work schedule denying her any chance to provide what her slutty slit craved, she was ready. Properly teased and edged throughout the day. From dirty whispers that flashed across her phone's screen. To glances at lustful imagery. A playful bit of teasing and being teased in passing chats. Along with some erotica consumed. All taken in to tease her lusts. Stringing her along. Bringing her to a boil. Making...

It was Christmas Eve the first time Cara and I had sex.  A week earlier, she had walked in on me masturbating.  Instead of turning around, she’d gotten curious and decided to lend a hand.  After that night, we continued to tease and tempt one another.  Fucking one another was inevitable. There were a thousand reasons to worry about the future.  I knew what was happening between us was more than just impulsive fun.  Cara a...

Sam watched Heather almost skip to the dresser on the far side of the room. Her backside jiggled enough to entice. Blood continued to rush between his legs as excitement swelled. Soon he would be free. He would take back his bedroom, and his wife. An agonizing moment passed as Heather fished something out from the bottom drawer. She sprang upright and sashayed back toward Sam. As she struts by Will, he reached out and sma...

The next day, the Managing Director’s daughter, an attractive if not somewhat scatter-brained twenty-year-old also named Lizzy, joined the girls. At first, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing but soon warmed to the idea of being able to spray her piss wherever she liked in somebody else’s house. That night all four of them went back to the empty house with their bladder’s first to bursting. First off was a joint pee...

      i Pearly gates opened, celestial music played and St. Peter, dressed in a large, sky blue tunic appeared. White bearded, spectacled, his pace had the dignity that only time, and peace of mind can give. He stared at the young man standing in front of him. After a few seconds he asked ‘What’s your name, son?’ ‘I’m Samuel’ Peter opened an enormous book, scanned through the pages looking worried ‘Samuel, huh?’ ‘Yeah’ Th...

Every night was a struggle for Rina. When she wasn’t focusing on an assignment or study for exams, she was procrastinating, and nothing seemed to grasp her attention more than the sound of her housemate, Rebecca, laughing obnoxiously into her phone. Every night like clockwork, a tirade of nonsense would overwhelm any hope of concentration. Even if she tried studying earlier in the day, the same thing would happen: Rebecca...