Fetish + BDSM Fiction

Dr. Akinie was readying his reading area next to the fire burning warm and bright in the dimly lit room. The long await translation of a buried scroll that was hundreds of years old he found in a dig in Greece was now in his hands ready to reveal some secrets of long ago. The Doctor positioned himself in his easy chair and with a sip of wine he began to read: He was my friend....even more than that he was my love. I will never forgiven myself for what I did to him nor could I ever expect his forgiveness it was my fault it happened to him it was all my fault. It started out so innocently. After all, I was just his slave and he was a prince. I couldn’t help myself, his body was that of a young warrior and as silky smooth as a princes skin should be. I should of never of fallen for his smooth touch that day in the court yard but I did and now our world has been changed forever. My Prince was bold and fearless through out his childhood. I served as his playmate until he reached his ei...

I picked up the mail and went inside the house to put it with all the other mail I collected through the week. I was house-sitting for a friend, who was on a business trip for a week and asked me to look after his plants and mail during that week. He’s living apart from the city, no direct neighbors around, a full mailbox might invite some burglars in such lonely area, even though there’s an alarm system, still better be safe than sorry is what he always says … We’ve known each other for quite some time and some times also play with each other, so it was no problem for me to take care of this during his absence. It’s Friday afternoon and he’s coming back this evening, so I did some shopping as well for him to make sure the fridge is filled for his weekend. Just like me he’s into rubber and bondage a lot, but unlike me he got a huge amount of fascinating outfits and equipment, one thing that keeps me coming back to his for quite intense rubber and bondage plays. I didn’t have plans ...

Posted by rbbrnsteelslave Slave 343 started out as purely being a rubber slave to the hottest Rubber Master around. When slave 343 became His slave, it was a wonderful thing. Training proceeded quickly and slave 343 quickly adapted to the required duties and responsibilities. It has spent what seemed a lifetime sealed in a special rubber suit that never came off. The suit was a special design. It went from head to toe with a special butt plug that allowed for removal for fucking but when installed it had a hole for cleaning out. Also the cock and balls were tightly encased in rubber in one position with the balls forced down and the cock straight out from the body, so that even the ridges on the cock were noticeable at times yet no matter how horny the slave got, orgasms were very difficult to achieve. It allowed for the body to be cleaned via attached hoses without it coming out of the suit. One hose attached at the top of the head and showered water down through the suit washing aw...

Leather Shopping by Norm It was a new shop in town, I had been fascinated by their ad ever since I stumbled on it. "Custom Leather works, for your personal leather needs. We specialize in the unusual." What made it more intriguing, is that their ad was in an "artsy" paper. I had a feeling this was not your usual car / motorcycle leather store. I finally had a free day and decided I was going to go check it out. It was in a quiet part of town, a bit run down, close to downtown. Not a big place by any means, but big enough to have a decent selection I thought. As I entered the strong smell of leather assaulted my nose, and my eyes were drawn to the one and only person in the place, the clerk, sitting on a high stool, behind a counter. He was young, about 6' and very muscular. Dark curly hair, light beard and a darker complexion. A heavy leather jacket was wrapped around those strong shoulders, and what looked like a wide leather collar around his neck! He stood...