Fetish + BDSM Fiction

When the object begged and pleaded to be transformed into the object that it was at heart, when it devoted its very existence to the Master, it actually had no idea what was in store for it, it had no clue just what it was really begging for and to what extremes that it would be transformed into a thing. A thing, that’s all it is now. The Master rarely speaks to it now except to occasionally give the thing its instructions and even those interactions are minimal. During the first phase of its transformation the object lived in cages when it wasn’t being trained or in service. it slept in the cage, or at least rested in in one, the very small cages made it difficult to sleep at times, as did the addition of restraints within the cage. The object would be released from the cage when the Master had need of it, whether to use it for His enjoyment or to have it perform any number of tasks and chores around the Master’s home. the object always performed those duties while in bondage and full...

By Eckie I am a big fan of steel restraints and anything made of rigid materials that can be used for ultimate bondage, it is so definite, so lasting, so escape proof, it has a fascination of its own. Not that I would not love rope, rubber, leather and any other form of restraining just as much, but there was always an extra thrill when steel was involved to some extent. I had browsed the internet a lot of times and found so many interesting items, but as always in such matters the ultimate device seemed not to me on the market yet. I had heard from some friend who had himself some items made by a local blacksmith, showing him some pictures of items he would like and got them then custom made for a lot less that all the fetish shops would have charged. I always thought to do that as well some day but never came up with the right idea of what I would ask to be made then. But since recently my desire for the more complete and even ultimate steel device was growing, I thought it might be ...

A Blind Date - Part 1 It's Friday evening and the weekend starts - this time not just a weekend, but I had take off a weeks, so 9 long days without work ahead of me. I had not taken those days off just for fun, I had plans - or better, someone else had plans for me for that amount of time. I wasn't sure what will expect me in those days; I had not received any information about it. I chatted with that guy for many weeks already and even though I have not met him before, I still got references to him from other people, making sure he can be trusted and I am not going to end up in a disaster when trusting myself to an unknown adventure with him. All I knew at this time was what to wear, where to go and what to do when arriving there. I had received a description of the way to travel and a drawing of a map of the final location, marking the way and place to go to, additionally I was to find further instructions there. The orders were to wear only some old clothes which I would not...