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Looking for a Story / Re: Bondage Game Buried Story
« Last post by dpgsm on September 22, 2020, 12:44:41 PM »
sounds like Ever-Increasing Bondage ?
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Looking for a Story / Bondage Game Buried Story
« Last post by taocool on September 21, 2020, 07:29:33 PM »
Cousin / Sister (3 Females) They play a bondage game until one of them is Buried in the garden and
she asks herself if they are gonna use the cement sacks that she had seen in the garden.

Does anyone knows the Story?
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Your Bondage Stories / The dark
« Last post by platypus73 on September 21, 2020, 01:17:45 AM »
Story the second. Only a mild bondage theme, but a heavier psychological aspect. I guess I'd like you to free your imagination :) Feel free to provide feedback.

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I always used to be afraid of the dark.

After all, isn't that what we were taught as children, and learnt again from
our friends? The dark was the place where bad things were, where the monsters
lived, ready to grab us and take us away. Turned out the monsters were in the
light, and now I live in the dark.

It's not just dark, it's the real dark. Many people think that dark is just
when the light is low, or when it's hard to see - but I have no light. Whatever
I've been placed in has no visible holes, nowhere where light can creep in. I'm
not blindfolded, or blind, it's simply that this place is completely dark. And
spherical. I think it's spherical because the sides slope upwards, and get
steeper than I can climb. Well, not really climb, because there is nothing to
grip on to, but at least slide up against. I don't know how big this is, other
than it's bigger than I can reach up and touch, and wider than I can stretch.
So, I'm imagining a big sphere.

I don't really know how I got in here. One of my last memories is of the
daytime, funnily enough. I was going out to meet a friend, and a van drew
alongside me to ask for directions. Turns out that van was full of daytime
monsters, and I vaguely recall them holding me. Then nothing, until here. And
almost nothing since.

I say almost because I do still get sound. Not outside world sounds, like cars,
or birds, or the weather. A beep. A quiet beep that I've learnt means that
something needs my attention. That something could be food, or water, or to
clean myself up, or that a black hole opens up and I can go to the toilet. You
see (or not, it's dark!), it's not that the daylight monsters don't care about
me, or want me to suffer, it's just that they want to keep me in the dark. I
don't know why. Whatever I have to do, it's always in the middle, the lowest
part of the sphere. I learnt that pretty quickly. Funny how I can work out when
I'm at the bottom despite the darkness surrounding me.

Oh, and I'm restrained. Not tightly, not like I can barely move. There are
bands of something around my wrists, my ankles, and my waist. Most of the time
I'm free to wander around the sphere, but sometimes they buzz. then - if I'm
not quick enough - sting. I've learnt what that means - put my ankles together,
put my wrists against my waist. Then they are stuck, and I can't move much.
Then, some time later - I have no idea how long - it releases.

Time is such a funny thing in the dark. I have no way to tell the time, no idea
if it's night and day. I know I sleep, but not for how long. I know that food
and water arrive, but not the times between them. I've tried counting, both in
my head and out loud, but I always stop long before the next thing happens. It
seems so futile after a while. I guess I don't really care about the time any
more.

I wonder if I'm going to go mad, with all the things I don't know. I'm doing
things to retain my sanity - singing, speaking (but to myself - isn't that a
sign of madness?), designing little problems in my head and solving them.
Complete darkness has an interesting side effect on the eyes, by the way. I
keep seeing things. Started with little flashes, but now I can build whole,
visible shapes in my head and it really looks like they are there in front of
me. Until I touch them. Then they vanish into little sparkles of light that
fade. So actually, I guess it isn't completely dark, at least inside my head.

Oh, a ping! Something for me to do. Down to the lowest point, and feeling with
my hands. Something new. Something different. How exciting! It feels like ... a
bag. No, a hood. I've no use for a bag in here, but I can feel that it's meant
to be closed around something, and the closure feels wide enough to go over my
head and close around my neck. A tingle! My restraints are signalling me, but
putting them together doesn't lock them. So, do the hood I guess. I'll put it
on, and close the band that forms the closure. Dark within dark. What's the
point? I couldn't see anyway.

Funny how I'm not afraid of the dark any more, because it never hurts me. Dark
on dark. Safe. If I can't see you, you can't see me.

Now the tingle again - this time they lock. I'm lying down, wearing a hood, and
my arms and legs are restrained. Oh, and a smell - a new smell, that isn't just
me. It's sweet, and makes me feel nice to breathe it ... so I'll do just that.
Relaxing.... Feeling tired .... sleeping ....

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Subject: #22
Collection type: Random capture
Experiment: To understand the psychological effects on a subject in isolation.
Hypothesis: That a random, untrained subject can not last more than 3 months
when subjected to true isolation and loss of sense of time.
Requirements: Subject to be kept healthy and clean. Psychological stresses to
remain focussed on isolation. Must be hooded and anaesthetised for
any removal (for cleansing, care etc) or sphere maintenance.
Premise: That a random, untrained subject can not last more than 3 months when
subjected to true isolation.
Release: To release to suitable institution once no longer judged sane.

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Selfbound Website Stories Feedback / Life of the Party by Lady Ren
« Last post by teanndaorsa on September 19, 2020, 10:18:57 PM »
You can view the story here on the plaza:

https://www.selfbound.net/storieslr/life_of_the_party.html
Sbf; straps; toys; hood; gag; blindfold; collar; chastity; zipties; fantasy; cons; X

Please feel free to leave your kind comments and feedback about this story here.

Thanks  ;)
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TG/CD Stories / The Sissy Resort by Sensual Robert
« Last post by teanndaorsa on September 19, 2020, 09:35:54 PM »
You can view the story here on the plaza:

http://grometsplaza.net/world/tg/storiessz/the_sissy_resort.html
M+/m+; F+/m+; mpov; oral; sex; handjob; orgy; ring-gag; cuffs; party; auction; enslave; maid; tricked; cons; nc; X

Please feel free to leave your kind comments and feedback about this story here.

Thanks  ;)
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BoundStories Website Stories Feedback / Her Coordinator by Walt A.K.A. Xan
« Last post by teanndaorsa on September 19, 2020, 09:30:14 PM »
You can view the story here on the plaza:

https://www.boundstories.net/storiesek/her_coordinator01.html
M/f; bond; slave; training; rope; susp; tease; spank; sex; cons; X

https://www.boundstories.net/storiesek/her_coordinator02.html
M/f; M+/f+; slave; training; party; cons; X

https://www.boundstories.net/storiesek/her_coordinator03.html
M/f; M+/f+; bond; slave; training; rope; susp; naked; wrap; tease; sendep; oral; toys; cons; X

https://www.boundstories.net/storiesek/her_coordinator04.html
M/f+; bond; slave; training; gag; susp; blindfold; chain; tease; cons; XX

https://www.boundstories.net/storiesek/her_coordinator05.html
M+/f+; bond; slave; training; gag; corset; rope; predicament; tickle; tease; flog; cane; whip; oral; cons; XX

https://www.boundstories.net/storiesek/her_coordinator06.html
kidnap; cons; X

Please feel free to leave your kind comments and feedback about this story here.

Thanks  ;)
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Erotic Stories Website Feedback / Re: Cuckold, Revisited by Jackie Rabbit
« Last post by jackierabbit1 on September 19, 2020, 12:49:59 PM »
Thank you, knowing how others see this is incredibly helpful, and specifically how you see this obviously. There was so much going on during that trip, and yes, the emotions were all over the place, for all three of us I'm sure.

Pre and post orgasm explains some of my guy's desires after watching Ken and I, this I think turning into an outlet to replace the sex he didn't get that first night. He just crashes so low right after popping off, where Ken can go again almost instantly. I didn't know which was "normal" back then to be honest, but I have since learned that there is no such thing as normal. Some guys can repeat, some can't, it's just the way it is, and so much depends on the other factors present, the "kink level" I like to think of it as.

I hadn't thought of the contrast you pointed out, but you are so right in this. There was of course my own hypocrisy, I not wanting to even touch my guy's mess before that night, but once my own passion gets high enough I'll do almost anything, as I unintentionally proved with Ken.

As far as my guy, if I had let him pop off that night it might have been all over, as it was though this kept up his kinky motivation, and continued the game. And, we WERE in two different places that night for a few moments, but "lending" me and not "gifting" me was an unintentional choice of words, although an accurate one. One lends something to a friend with the expectation that he or she will get it back at some point, although possibly just a little worse for the wear.

Ken absolutely wrecked me that night, this a first time ever that such a thing happened. My guy was always tender, and sweet, and GENTLE! Ken was like a monster in comparison, but a restrained one non the less. Both have their place, but when you're a oversexed and curious teen with opportunity dropped into your lap, you just have to try out the other, at least once. If I didn't like it, it could always be a "once and done" kind of thing, but it wasn't.

Sometimes I'm less than courageous, as in NOT asking the question that I don't want the answer to. My boyfriend was like a "moth to a porch light" as far as going down on me after Ken was through with me that night, and I never have asked why specifically. Was this to see for himself what a large and aggressive man can do to a teenage woman first hand, or just confirmation that what he had seen with his own eyes actually had happened? I do wonder myself if my guy loosing his bet was a true hardship, or just a slightly different outcome than he intended. I have always suspected he was after the threesome, but there is the possibility that he was just planning to share me with Ken, and any threesome "we" engaged in would have involved two of us primarily anyway.

My boyfriend surely has a sneaky side hidden in there someplace, but his love for his best friend figured in there somehow I'm sure. One doesn't share something like this with just anybody, and Ken's need, as I found out the next day, was a real thing, "Cathy" really screwing him up for a bit there.

As far as my boyfriend, I WAS sated, and sore at the same time, and not to be to cliché, but I don't know how good a quicky would have been for either of us that night. It might have been harsh, but fair at the same time from a certain point of view. And, I was fairly certain that he had no condoms nearby either.

I think Ken's shirt was marking his territory, but thoughtful at the same time. It even smelled like him, something I had never really paid attention to until he and I had been intimate that first time.

After that first time I did start dressing just a bit more "sexy," but this was limited at the time by living at home, I sometimes changing into "better" clothes once out of the house with the guys.

The talk in Ken's truck was exactly that, "Oh, shit, what have I done?" kind of thing, and a part of me still thinks he would have been perfectly happy knocking me up that night, but how does one ask that kind of question, even twenty years later?

Kicked out naked on the side of the road is an all time favorite thing for me, even back when I was a teen, there is just something about getting marooned naked and alone, although half dressed is still good.

Ken didn't like being a jerk any more than I did, but I think he came to see such behavior as the price he had to pay to get what he wanted, although getting oral from my boyfriend was a definite "no go" for him. I had given up on getting my boyfriend to do that for Ken after two tries though.

The lower branches on that tree were quite small and flexible, and that with the springiness of the rope I think made getting off the first branch somewhat easy, but I didn't see that part for myself either. The path the rope was led through the forest and brush made for an obstacle course of sorts, but naked and barefoot made it exponentially more difficult for my boyfriend I'm sure, as did the handcuffs and long train of rope he had to drag about.

Ken eventually gets the idea that his taking charge is what I need, all while we work on his thousand things list, he also taking charge of my boyfriend as well out of necessity. He made a game of it, but of everything we did together, that was the least "natural" part of this adventure for him.

Telling Ken he was the best ever by a fair margin was like my own confession, and rather good for his ego at the same time.

The threat to involve others happens one single time, Ken realizing that he doesn't like to share, as hypocritical as that sounds bearing in mind how he had "acquired" me in the first place. That happens in Ken's Birthday Gift, another Jackrabbit story that I intend to revisit one of these days, along with telling the story of the motorcycle ride Ken and I had taken alone together once. Both are wild stories, and way more true than fiction, although I do have to change some names in them for obvious reasons.

Thank you again for your kind and thoughtful words, Jackie.



 

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BoundStories Website Stories Feedback / Re: My Summer Of Dares by Jackie Rabbit
« Last post by drulema on September 19, 2020, 01:23:19 AM »
LOL, if only!
Ok, a small old wine cellar - what's a fine summer house without one!
And it has probably been replaced by a wine refrigerator so the wine cellar hasn't been used in years.
Old homes had root cellars - at least mine did. Not very clean as I recall and quite cool and small with all the shelves in it. but remove those and a lot more room!
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Dollstories.net stories feedback / Re: Cursed Hubby Doll by ShandraCoxx and Natalie
« Last post by xmarilinx on September 18, 2020, 10:23:26 PM »
I am fascinated by the story.

I've always had a very similar idea.

in which a husband buys a realistic sex doll costume with huge breasts and a very hot figure for his wife.

The purpose of this costume is to ask his wife to wear it for a night of sex.

But while waiting for his wife to wear the costume, the husband gets bored and while killing time decides to take a closer look at the costume.

causing the husband to undress out of curiosity and before handing over the costume to his wife he decides to wear it just for fun.

But by doing so without realizing it, little by little the opening he entered begins to close.

causing him to panic and get trapped until his wife arrives.

Hours later the wife arrives home. to find a very hot realistic doll a few steps from her room.

She then takes the doll, which by then had completed the changes, and returns it to her room where she will have fun with it.

All this because when she saw the doll with the huge breasts on the floor, she mistook it for a gift from her husband.

All this without having the slightest idea that he was really her beloved husband. 


 :-*
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BoundStories Website Stories Feedback / Re: My Summer Of Dares by Jackie Rabbit
« Last post by jackierabbit1 on September 18, 2020, 10:11:09 AM »
All great ideas, especially the root cellar. This particular summerhouse didn't have one, to the best of my knowledge, but that doesn't mean the one from my story couldn't have one. I have come upon them while hiking, just stone structures built into a bank with a domed roof, but a stout door of either steel bars, or thick oak timbers could always be fabricated by someone handy, if I only had such a character...

Thank you for your kind words, Jackie.
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