Fantasy Bondage.com

Tag: BDSM

She Likes The Pain

by on Oct.12, 2009, under BDSM

She was tough, alright, just as advertised. Tall, blonde, blue-eyed and fiery, and loved her bondage sessions. She had a very high tolerance for pain too, maybe that was what I really admired about her; that she could take anything I could dish out, and then some, and that she truly loved every minute of it!

I think the best time we had was when she came to me begging, pleading for me to really torture her breasts, now, how could I possibly refuse a request like that? Well, I couldn’t, and it was one of the most erotic times we had together.

We went into my playroom and I immediately slapped the leather cuffs on her wrists, then attached them to the overhead pulley and pulled her up till her toes were just barely touching the ground. I quickly stuffed in a ball gag just in case she wanted to complain, but she never did, never would, then I put on the hood, sealing her off from the world quite effectively. (continue reading…)

Leave a Comment :, , , , , more...

I’m Your Bunny

by on Aug.06, 2009, under BDSM

My morning started out as usual, I made my husband and son breakfast and got them off to work and school respectively; then I made decision that would come to change my life. My son is eight; I have been married nine years, am thirty years old, stand five foot seven inches tall, brunette with a thirty-four C cup, twenty three inch waist and weigh in around one thirty four pounds. 

I’m told I’m still a looker. Given all this, my husband has very little sex drive and his idea of sex is get me wet enough to stick his dick in me and cum in me after two or three minutes, roll over and say goodnight. We always do the missionary position. He has no desire to expand our sex life, even a little bit, so I have been masturbating almost since the day we were married. 

I always food shop in the afternoon, but decided on this day to go in the morning and get it over with, as I had other things I wanted to do. I came across this very short lady in the store, trying to get something from the top shelf, so I got it for her and we introduced ourselves and began a running conversation while we shopped. 

When we finished shopping, we went across the street to a coffee shop and she told me what I needed was a nice relaxing swim. Being it was winter, I asked where that was possible and she told me that she had a pool in the house on the third floor. I knew right away who she was then, her house was the talk of the development we lived in, everybody knew the pool was there, but nobody had ever been invited in to see it, so I accepted the invitation.  (continue reading…)

4 Comments :, , , more...

Sexual Fantasy

by on Aug.03, 2009, under BDSM

The relationship I used to call my marriage had ended just over a year ago and my 44th birthday was a few days away when Jessica walked into the office. As a lawyer who had gone through a publicly humiliating divorce and been shunned by most of polite society in town, seeing her in the office elated me. 

The thought quickly passed through my mind that perhaps people were forgetting and the upscale clients I had lost were considering returning. While lots of other professionals get divorced every day not too many face public accusation of being addicted to kinky sex.

I had been using the internet for years for what I thought was safe exploration of fantasies. However, the more I explored porn sites and visiting adult chat rooms the less interested I became in vanilla sex with my wife. Things in the bedroom had never been what you read about in Penthouse forum letters but it was more pleasurable than just whacking off alone. A continued lack of interest in sex on my part prompted my ex to hire a PI. 

While I had never actually had an offline experience my online and phone sex activities were tracked down and thrown in my face right after she filed for divorce. Even though nothing specific about what the PI discovered appeared in the divorce records Kathy initially made sure that everyone knew I was “addicted to perverted sex”. As a result I agreed to a very generous settlement, got a restraining order against her from discussing me publicly or privately and began rebuilding what was left of a once flourishing law practice. (continue reading…)

1 Comment :, more...

My Husband Is A Slave Slut

by on Mar.20, 2009, under BDSM

Carina was again pampered, bathed, and provided with perfume. Two women spent almost an hour just applying makeup to her face and fixing her hair into a tight ponytail. Once they were done, another woman came in and handed her some clothes. The clothes consisted of a black, lace bra, black thongs, thigh-hi stockings, black high-heels with ankle straps, mid-thigh length black skirt and a loose fitting white wrap around blouse. Then she was left alone to dress. 

After dressing, Carina viewed herself in the mirror. She looked great. At only 5 feet, the short skirt and loose fitting white wrap around blouse showed off her ass and 36C breasts. Carina hoped Master would be pleased. Carina reached up and stroked her collar as she waited. (continue reading…)

Leave a Comment :, , , , , , , , , , , , , more...

For My Sweet Pet

by on Mar.19, 2009, under BDSM

I was on my way to my new home with my Master. In a way it was our first home. We’d saved for years, lived in a series of small apartments where the neighbors were always thin walls away, putting money away and dreaming of what we’d have ‘one day’. And now the day was here. (continue reading…)

1 Comment :, , , , , more...

Be My Mistress

by on Mar.15, 2009, under BDSM

“You want to do what?” Cassie asked sitting bolt upright in bed.

My wife and I had just had a marvelous session of sex. We were nestled in each other’s arms enjoying what the sexologists refer to a “postcoital-languor”. That’s highfalutin for “feeling fuckin’ good afterwards!”. And believe me I was feeling good. Cassie is a wonderful bedmate. Just looking at her makes my cock hard, and I know from watching other guys around her that they are jealous as hell of me. She has the tits and ass that make men immediately spring to attention.

She has a great body and she knows how to use it. She really enjoys sex. She loves to suck my cock and she wiggles and moans when I return the favor by lapping her clit. My cock always finds her tight cunt-sopping wet as she writhes and thrashes to violent orgasms. She is nearly perfect. (continue reading…)

Leave a Comment :, , , , , , , , , , more...

Please I Can’t Wait Anymore

by on Feb.21, 2009, under BDSM

Alexandra felt helpless as he bound her hands and looped the rope over the hook in the wall, then tied her feet, one to each of the eyes mounted to the floor. Her legs were spread almost to the point of pain, with her most private places totally vulnerable to his every whim.

Slowly and insidiously he worked his hands up the soft flesh of her lower body, she felt her nipples expand betraying her arousal at this lewd invasion.

Alexandra trembled as she felt the rough texture of his hands tugging at her panties, finally ripping them off her naked ass. He adjusted her skirt so that it was gathered around her waist and Alexandra felt the cool air brush her most private parts. (continue reading…)

11 Comments :, , , , , , , , more...

Do You Deserve To Be Punished

by on Feb.17, 2009, under BDSM

What makes a straight guy want kinky, submissive sex? What makes him long for being turned into a sissy, being forced to have sex with men? I had asked myself this question so often, never being able to figure out the answer. But the feelings came back again and again.

Here I was, a man with a 6 year relationship with a woman who doesn’t suspect a thing, and definitely would not approve it. I no longer could keep my deeper feelings to myself, so I decided to date a bdsm-couple through the Internet.

To my surprise, it wasn’t all fakers replying: my advertisement was answered by a Zoey and Derek, an experienced couple who wanted a slave just as much as I needed someone to submit me. (continue reading…)

Leave a Comment :, , , , , , , more...

New To Submission

by on Feb.13, 2009, under BDSM

Julie was very horny. Sitting next to her on the plane was a most attractive medical-school senior named Brad who kept stealing glances at her chest. Six times he had brought up the idea of their getting together in Cancun, and he kept trying to get her hotel address. Julie, whose last boyfriend had thighs the size of Brad’s forearms, was having the worst time keeping her accommodations a secret. She just kept reminding herself that she was going to Cancun for something better than sex with a handsome graduate student.

“I’ll be right back. I need to use the ladies’ room,” she said, getting out of her seat.

Brad grinned. “Need a partner for the Mile-High Club?” (continue reading…)

Leave a Comment :, , , more...

Punishment

by on Feb.09, 2009, under BDSM

Her Master’s early arrival caught her completely off guard. Not only was she wearing clothes, but also her Master’s home was a mess, and she was lying on the couch smoking a cigarette and reading a book. The empty pint of ice cream, full ashtray, empty DP cans, and discarded burger wrappers spoke volumes about what she did not do during his weeklong absence.

He was to be gone for two weeks but there he stood, in the flesh, and looking coldly at her. If this was the first time, which it wasn’t, and maybe he had not left written instructions that she had sworn upon her virginal ass, she would abide by, she could hope to get out of this one easy. But she knew better judging by his lack of expression.  (continue reading…)

1 Comment :, , , , more...

Looking for something?

Use the form below to search the site:

Still not finding what you're looking for? Drop a comment on a post or contact us so we can take care of it!

Visit our friends!

A few highly recommended friends...