Fetish + BDSM Fiction

Surfer's Slave (By Rubber4life - Rubberzone) Part 1 How long had it been now? This is a constant thought that always goes through Mark's head, every day. He tried to keep count at the beginning, the same routine day in day out; in his mind it seemed easy to keep track of it all. After a while though, when he finally gave in and accepted his fate he just gave up counting. He left it somewhere around thirty four days. He was repeatedly told he "Would like it eventually" and that he would "Get used to it" but still, after so long, that has yet to happen. Curly is finishing off the adjustments right now. Mark still doesn't know this guy's real name, he has never been told. Mark just refers to him Curly due to his hair, mousey brown with blonde highlights in very thick curls. Your everyday stereotypical surfer in Mark's point of view. He talks to Mark all the time but Mark never gets the chance to rep...

A Surprise Visit Starting chatting with someone online one night while I was drunk. Told him how I wanted to be forced into being enslaved and kept locked up in leather. We chatted for along time and as much as I begged him to come kidnap me he wouldn't or couldn't at the time. We had a great, horny conversation. This wasn't someone I'd never met before, in fact we played once before, a long time ago. I always thought he was a hot guy, except he was a sub when we played. Now here he was telling me he wanted to keep me chained up as his slave. Like I said it was a great conversation even though I was a tad on the drunk side. Well the next day after I woke up and reread everything I had told him, I felt a little more than embarrassed - it was definitely something I fantasize about every once in a while, but nothing I'd ever really told anyone else, being drunk (and horny) allowed me to push my usual inhibitions aside and tell him all of that. There was a new mess...