Jerry struggled against the restraints even though he new it was pointless. But, he had to do something. The incessant vibrating from the thick plug inserted deep into his rectum was driving him to distraction. He couldn’t even expel it. It was firmly held in place. The tight black latex pants assured that. Not only was he bound and filled, he needed release in the worst way. His penis, sheathed in tight black rubber was fully erect and tingling with an intensity that was almost beyond description.

His lover had left him tied this way as part of her desire to elicit his total surrender.

It had begun when she had commanded him to go into the bathroom and clean it. Not normally a request she made, this one was special. She had told him to strip naked and wear nothing but a pair of rubber gloves. She had further told him that he was to clean it well, or suffer the consequences. So, he had been busy scrubbing when she had entered.

He was just rinsing out the bathtub, kneeling as he sprayed away the last vestiges of cleanser, when she came in. He turned and smiled as he began to arise.

“Stay right where you are, until I’m done inspecting.” She had instructed.

He knelt there as she looked things over.

“This is not done properly. Look at this!” She admonished, as she showed him some stray hair that he had not noticed in one of the  corners.

“You are going to have to be punished for sloppy work. Stay right there and don’t move until I return.” (more…)

 She stood before him, head bowed, hands clasped behind her back,  naked except for the black leather collar around her neck,  listening intently to his cool, firm voice as he chastised her for her disobedience.  She was a girl again, and this feeling of butterflies in her tummy  had not changed one bit despite the decades which had passed since she was last truly disciplined.

  Was it that no one had cared about her… or just that they had not cared enough?   She had that scary-delicious feeling in the pit of her stomach…she had allowed all that naughtiness to spread through her…goading her to defy the one real authority in her life.  There was guilt, surely, and fear of reprisal… for although she knew that she would pay dearly for her sins – she did not know which punishments would be administered.  But along with these feelings of remorse was one of smirking self-satisfaction, that she had succeeded in being so naughty, and it was this childish  gloating that would cause her to experience the worst discipline she had yet received by the hand of her Master.

 He smiled inwardly at the pretty picture she made, even as his voice took on a harsher edge.  He was angry, for he had not expected her to take this rebellion quite so far.   In a way, he was glad that she had finally stepped so far over the boundary, for he recognized the craving which was so strong within her… one that she herself had yet to fathom.  This womanchild desperately needed his commanding  force in her life – to be cared for … controlled totally…and to be thoroughly punished…taken in mind and body to  the special realm that a Master carves for his submissive which binds her to him. (more…)

Janice is a very attractive lady 25 years old, blonde hair and a body that makes grown men salivate. When she came to me to arrange a temporary loan I found myself lost in fantasy about fucking her on my desk. She worked at a very exclusive ladies clothing store and was dressed just as I like my women, tastefully revealing. The skirt she wore showed me a very tight bum that was screaming to be released from the constraints of the material bonds and fucked savagely. It was precisely this thought that was preoccupying me when I was brought back to reality by Janice asking if my organization could see fit to extending her a loan of $15 000.00 to cover an urgent debt.

I was impressed. Usually my “loan” clients don’t dress up so nicely for their appointments with me, I guess a loan shark doesn’t get the respect due other professional lenders. As I regained my wits I said, “Of course I’ll give you the money you require my dear.”

Janice was obviously relieved and it showed on her pretty face. “But remember to be on time with your interest payments and we’ll have a great relationship, OK?”. Janice signed on the dotted line and I retrieved the wad of money from my desk and counted out 15 000 from it and handed it to her. I held her hand firmly and stared into her clear blue eyes and said “Don’t make me have to come and get what’s mine and we’ll be fast friends, but if I must come for you you may not like the terms of repayment.” (more…)

It was trash day and I was off work as I had some chores around the house to do. My wife was out visiting her mother who was ill.

I’d observed DN Val. For non UK readers a DN stands for District Nurse. These are community based nurses working a “district” for a local health authority. They are based at Centers or doctor’s surgeries, but operate from home, only calling in or ringing in to base to get their list of “clients”, as they refer to the patients they visit. They do discharge from hospital follow-ups, with wound care or injections at home, deliver incontinence supplies, give enemas, carry out catheter care and in certain districts they also act as midwives. They are hospital trained with extra training for their independent role. They tend to be very confidant and extrovert. There are different grades according to experience.

Val was a Sister i.e. the most experienced DN in the field doing Nursing. Higher grades would be in education and admin. (more…)

My lover told me to take a shower and call her when I was finished. At first I tried to question her as to why. But, she refused to tell me what this was all about, and insisted that I take a shower. I decided to do what she wanted.

When I finished my shower I put on my underwear and called her. She came into the bedroom and told me to strip. She didn’t seem to be taking her clothes off, so I began to protest. Firmly, she told me to do as she instructed. I could see that she was intent on whatever purpose she had in mind. Ultimately, I removed my underwear. When I was naked she told me to come with her and went into the bathroom.

As I entered, she closed the door. Then, she opened a cabinet and withdrew an enema bag with a large black feminine nozzle at the end of the hose that I hadn’t seen before. I knew what was coming and was instantly filled with apprehension. I remembered getting enemas from my mother as a child. They were very embarrassing and distressing. (more…)

We were all tired and slept late. Last night’s fun had really been exhausting. I woke up, still a little sore but very pleased with myself, with the two lovely girls laying in my bed and with the world in general. How is it that a good bout of sexual activity can change your outlook on the day ?

After dragging ourselves out of bed and waking up (in that order), we started packing and loading up my van. It was done quickly. I hung up a sign, locked up my shop and by early afternoon we were on the road south.

Ah, the freedom of the road. You won’t find any budding Jack Kerouacs travelling Europe’s highways in this day and age. Probably not in earlier decades either. But even so it is always exhilarating to leave the virtual urban sprawl of Belgium behind and head for the open rolling countryside of France.

I won’t bore you with a travelogue of where we went or what we saw. We made the best time we could to get south of Paris before evening. Then we entered the real France, a seemingly endless progression of small towns, villages and hamlets. I had been along this route and others numerous times and never tired of it. There was a timeless quality to the places we passed. (more…)

John entered the darkened room and glanced down at her. Helen’s womanly bottom looked so erotically enticing, thrust high in the air propped up by the pillows beneath her hips.

He knew she was aware of his presence. Even though she could not see him, she would have heard him enter. She would be wondering what was in store for her. Having been left alone, tied face down and blindfolded, she would have run through many possible scenarios in her mind. Of course, she had no way of being certain what was going to happen. He smiled to himself, for that matter neither did he.

Beyond the fact that she was his to do with as he pleased until the stroke of midnight, he had no specific plan as to how her special joy was going to be provided. He selected a tight fitting pair of lightweight latex gloves and made sure that she was aware of him donning them. He moved near her so she could hear the tight latex being pulled on and the cuffs of the gloves snapped. (more…)

Barb and I had been dating for some time when I came down ill with something, I forget what it was exactly, probably a bad cold. We couldn’t go on any dates but she came over to see how I was doing, which was nice of her.

Barb was almost fat. She had large, soft breasts and a large tummy, but her ass and hips weren’t huge. Rubenesque was the term back then to describe how she looked. I didn’t care one way or the other. All I knew was that I sure loved to suck her big tits and bounce on her belly. She was a natural when it came to giving head. Her technique drove me crazy, causing me to always have violent orgasms when she blew me. She locked her lips around the shaft of my cock as it spurted, sucking it completely dry. When I returned the favor, her juices soaked the sheets and her thighs clamped tightly around my head when she climaxed.

In spite of all the sexual antics we regularly engaged in, I never brought up the subject of enemas or anal sex with her. It took that illness to do that.

After she had visited with me a while, inquiring about how I felt, she asked if I had a hot water bottle. She asked because in her probing of my condition she learned that my abdomen hurt. I thought about my answer before saying anything. (more…)

He arrived at her apt. at 8 p.m. sharp, as instructed. As he approached the door, he remembered how earlier that day, on the phone, there was an unusual sternness in her voice. When asked if anything was wrong, she simply said “no” for a reply.

As if by an unseen presence, the door opened before he rang the bell. The lights were all out, save for the one in the hall that led to her bedroom. Standing at the end of the hallway, she instructed him to enter the apartment and lock the door. Again, there was that sternness in her voice.

As the light fell upon her, and he saw her outfit, he became excited, though puzzled. Instead of the casual clothes he expected, she had on her nurse’s uniform; in quite an eye- catching fashion. She only wore the top, which was unzipped halfway, revealing her ample cleavage highlighted by a frilly lace bustier. Her bottom half was exposed, displaying a white g-string, white nylons and a garter belt. Her traditional white cap completed the ensemble. (more…)

As you sit in your living room you start thinking that maybe you should create your own excitement. Maybe you should give yourself a hot, soapy enema, massage your clit while you make yourself hold the water, then take a relaxing warm bath before allowing yourself to expel – - but the phone suddenly rings, startling you out of your reverie.

“Hello?” you answer on the third ring taking a deep breath to control libido.

It’s Erica, your next door neighbor, “Mo ! I am so angry with you right now! I know that it’s not all your fault, but I am still so mad that I can’t talk!! I want you to come over here right now so that we can ‘discuss’ this.”

“Wha . . What in the world are you talking about Erica ? ” You finally stammer. “I haven’t done anything that should make you so angry with me. But OK sure, I’ll come over in a little while and we can talk.”

“NO young lady, I want you over here immediately. RIGHT NOW!!!” she yells back slamming down the phone. (more…)

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