Fetish + BDSM Fiction

by kinkytim Biker Bar Toilet #1 It was dark. It took my eyes a moment to adjust to the dark interior of this Biker Bar. I didn't see a sign advertising its name outside - indeed, the place was quite old, the typical Florida cement block style building. It was not well painted or well kept. It was not in the good part of town. But it had plenty of parking for motorcycles, so I guess that was the main draw. My buddy on the internet told me about this place. He said the routine was simple. I go in, and ask for "Frank". It's a code-phrase, and it will let them know exactly why I'm there. I was also told to bring plenty of money, at least $100 in cash. They would tell me the routine and then set me up. I couldn't see much of the place. It was early afternoon, and the place wasn't busy. The place smelled of old smoke, and there was a distinct smell of piss in the air too from somewhere. In one corner, there was a biker woman, possibly a whore or somethi...

by: LthrCigarMstr Biker Bar, the sold slave, Chapter 1 This story was inspired by another fictional work done by Kinky Tim and posted on Scatboi.com, entitled Biker Bar Toilet. This is meant to be a prequel happening before the events described in the original story. The major players are Butch, the biker gangs boss; Ox, a rival to Butch in the same gang; and Travis, another member of the gang. This is a fictional work and any feedback is appreciated. I have always been fixated and drawn to things that would gross out and even disgust others. If it was nasty, taboo, and even against the law I wanted it. I had talked to a few fellow freaks online and had heard about a biker bar in south Florida that had a unique set-up. If you went in and asked for “Frank” and paid a small fee you could be the biker bars toilet for the night and have all the bikers piss and shit on you. Now while this would not be appealing to most it made my dick jump just at the thought of it. Granted I wasn’t...