Fetish + BDSM Fiction

So here I was sitting on a Friday evening, finally work was over and my holiday has started - just two weeks, but at least the first holidays for a long time - I seem to work too much - maybe I should get another job with less responsibilities, but hen again ... the money is good, and I can for sure use it, the past hasn't been so good with me and as long as I have the bank in my neck I will simply have to go on working so hard. Of course there was no way to afford a nice trip to the sunny south or anywhere - I will just have to make myself some nice time here in my hometown. But hey - at least I can sleep long the next two weeks and don't have to worry much about anything. Luckily there's some parties going on here in town - tonight's already the first one I will go to. A friend of mine had tickets for it but cannot attend, so he left that ticket to me before they would expire for noting. It is mean to be a large leather/rubber/sm party - I heard the location is gr...

Change of my life (Chapter 1-8) WARNING: This story is about homosexual and domination. If this subject offends you, or if it is illegal in your country, or if you are under the legal age, please do not read further and leave. By: Ray Chapter 1:  My background and bondage experience at my teenage stage. I am now 33 years old, 165cm in height, 170lbs in weight, living in Hong Kong. This story begins when I was about twelve years old. It is late night now and my parents have gone to bed. I take out the scoot ropes and go back to my bed. First, I tie my ankles together by using the knotting knowledge learnt from scoot. Then I try my best to tie my wrists together as I done to my ankles. And I sleep in my first bondage. The alarm clock ring in the next morning and my mother knock on the door and said, "Hurry up to have breakfast or you will be late to school." "Yes mum, I'll be ready in a few minutes time" is my reply and I try to jump out of my b...