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This broad category of fetish stories covers all kinds of fetishism activities, whether they be for feet, latex, smoking, pantyhose, stockings, rubber, high heels, and even balloons! Feel free to write about your favorite fetishes in this section, and don't worry, there are sure to be other people who share the love of your particular fetish.

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Finally Home

A true story from a long train ride.

I heard the whistle of the conductor from one of the cars way up ahead, and watched as the buildings started to move, slowly at first then faster and faster as the train picked up speed again. I had already been in this uncomfortable seat for almost two hours, watching as passenger after passenger got off, some of them with loads of bags and suitcases, others with nothing but their...Read On

10

Messed Up

Lisa Jones sat alone at a kitchen table the size of a front door in a flat belonging to someone she barely knew. By now she should have been in bed with Luke, her boyfriend. But Lisa grinned like a schoolgirl. She knew this was mostly down to the alcohol and the weed. Together they squabbled inside her body. The battle first veered one way – stupefying her into giggling fits – then the...Read On

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The Rest of the Story

Joyce discovers that her client is not what she expected; the rest of the story

My name is Joyce and I operate an online service called Dirty Dommes. It’s an ideal way to make a lot of coin treating (primarily) men like shit and degrading and humiliating them with little or no sex involved. I’m very selective with my clients and the fee largely depends upon how needy (or ugly) they might be. I’m five foot, nine inches tall, auburn red hair and dark brown eyes. I...Read On

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Finally Home, part 2

The mostly true continuation.

«More??» That’s what the note said. I slumped back into my seat. This was just one of the notes she had written before. She must have dropped it when she hurried to pick up her things and leave. More?? Yes, please. But she was gone, and this was a big train. No point in trying to find her, especially if she didn’t want to be found. It was a fun game, but now it was over. Let it go. I...Read On