____________________________ | | /)| KRISTEN'S BOOKSHELF |(\ / )| DIRECTORIES |( \ __( (|____________________________|) )__ ((( \ \ > /_) ( \ < / / ))) (\\\ \ \_/ / \ \_/ / ///) \ / \ / \ _/ \_ / / / \ \ o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of o o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o o particular order other than offering them to you in alpha- o o betical directories. o o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o o be typed therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s o o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o o tertainment and should not be read by minors. Kristen Becker o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o April's Lesson in Bondage (Mdom-F, bd) by Anonymous NIXPIX Author (c) 1991 * The following story is a true account of the first encounter I had with my former girlfriend. Although were no longer together, we enjoyed many hours of such play. I realize that such play does not appeal to all the users here but I have noticed that several of the users enjoy d/s. I hope they will enjoy the story. BONDAGE MEMORIES April had auburn hair, well built and an executive for an Eastern restaurant chain. We first met when she came into my office and inquired as to the design and specification of equiptment for a new restaurant her company was, at that time planning on the West Coast. Although we have salespeople who are paid specifically for this purpose, something about this striking woman in her tailored buisness suit immediatly attracted me to her. The result of this meeting was a relationship which lasted over a period of over 2 years and only ended when she went back to New York to assume a position other than the one which she had become used to over those years, that of a submissive and willing partner to many exciting and fulfilling Bondage experiences. Our first evening together set the tone for the rest of the time we spent together over the following years. April was, and is a lady with great fire and a wonderful sense of humor. The interplay between the two of us always began with a dare, a tease or a fantasy which both of us wanted to realize in real life. At 7:00 P.M. we met at the Hilton in down town San Francisco. She met me at the door to her room wearing a tight mini skirt, and almost transparent blouse. This was NOT the lady I had met earlier in the tailored suit and hair tightly tied in a bun on her head. She was beautiful, and INCREDIBLY sexy. Our conversation over a hastily arranged lunch the day before had made me aware of her interest and fascination with B&D and all that it represents, so I had with me a number of toys with which I hoped to enliven the nights dinner plans. Out of a small bag I had brought with me I produced two small vibrators about the size and shape of a large egg. April willingly agreed to insert one of them in her vagina, and one, in what was readily apparent due to the tightness of her skirt, was an incredibly shapely and ample rear. This done we placed the switches for them in the pockets of the skirt she wore, covered them with a jacket, and proceeded to go to dinner in the restaurant at the hotel, but not before agreeing that control of these devilish devices would be TOTALLY mine. The waiter showed us to a table and April, rather unsteadily, (I thought) made her way to it balanced on a pair of very high heels which set off her legs and made her ass move in ways that somehow distracted me from the idea of what we were going to have for dinner. Once we were seated in the booth I discretely reached over, and without her realizing it flipped the switch on the eggs, this was the first time April had experienced the sensation that is produced by these small, but powerful little devices and the result was a shriek that turned more than a few heads in the already crowded room. The rest of her dinner was spent in a constant state ofuncertainty, arousal, and embarrassment. The food was delicious, but I doubt, somehow if April remembers it. Every time the waiter or busboy came by she soon realized she would find these devices, hidden in her most private parts vibrating madly and driving her nearer and nearer to distraction. By the time we left for her room, walking which had been difficult at best before, was now almost impossible.