She loved the edge. The sharpness of it, the way it teased her body and mind; A place where pleasure burned where she could linger, suspended in the almost. It wasn’t about denial; no, not really. It was about control. The power to take herself to the brink and pull back, to hold herself steady in that trembling space between too much and not enough. Eight times. Nine times. That was her record, her masterpiece of restrai...

Chastity? When did I first learn about that kink? If I think back, it must have all begun when I had started training in a new kitchen. One of the more senior chefs was known for being kinky and at the end of each day we would all gossip together while we cleaned up after service. I of course being, let's just say inexperienced at the time, would always feel my cheeks burn crimson red whenever the topic turned to sex, not...

Filthy thoughts invade as I lie in bed, Images of hard cock, rough hands, hungry kisses dance in my head. Beneath the waistband of my pretty pink panties, my hand slips, eager to satisfy, Fingers find my clit, swollen and sensitive, gently stroking, teasing. I crave release, my body aching with need, But I'm desperate to draw it out, to ride the wave of pleasure as long as I can. His lips on mine, his tongue exploring my...

Lucas eagerly anticipated the barbecue that evening, a pulse of excitement running through him as he selected his sharpest shirt and trousers, making sure every detail was just right. He took his time, carefully smoothing the fabric before reaching for his cologne, the scent subtly intoxicating as it lingered in the air. He knew he had to make an impression tonight—after all, Klara would be there. Klara was more than just...

Simon did not sleep well that night. His groin ached. Chastity was painful, he had now learned that. Not just physically but mentally as well. He needed relief… he desperately needed relief. Lucy lay naked beside him, her groin pressing into his thigh as she threw a leg over him. She slept easily. She had had her sexual release that afternoon. Chris the stud, as she now called him, had fucked her three times. The first ti...

I am naked and lying on my back. My head rests within the confines of Robin's queening chair, which is shaped like a box, its sides enclosed around me. I'm grateful for the padded bottom side separating my head from the floor. I'd find the contraption claustrophobic if I were able to see, but the blindfold subdues my anxiety. It also prevents me from seeing any of the women who will soon take a seat on the chair. Directly...

I stepped into the large, cold office. It was empty, save for a large, vintage wooden desk, an ordinary office chair on either side of it, and a small, metal table under the window. There was nothing on either the desk nor the table, but that's how Dr. Hu liked it, simple. Sheri Hu was a middle-aged Chinese-American urologist, who had been with the program since its inception. She was kind and very smart, but also to the...

Alana collapsed on her bed after packaging up the cold dinner she made her and her husband. He called, just as he should have been leaving work to let her know it was going to be another late night, which Alana knew meant he wouldn’t be coming home until sometime after midnight. For the past twenty years, Stewart had to work late, maybe a dozen times. In the last two months, he had already surpassed that number. It was cl...

I arranged a massage at home after pulling a hamstring at the gym. I contacted Jules, my usual therapist, who was fully booked, and her co-worker Lucy. Jules offered me her friend, Mae, who she said is very good with training injuries and has worked a lot with sports teams. I agreed, as I needed a massage, and soon. I was told that Mae would contact me to arrange a time and place. Later in the day, I received a text messa...

"Touch yourself." Your voice: a murmur inaudible to those around you, but I easily hear it. You've called me during your break from all-day meetings. I slip a hand into my panties. You listen to my quickened breaths as I rub my clit. You know I'm close when my faint moans turn to cries. "Stop." Your command clips the wings of my bliss, and I whine in protest. "Please let me come!" The teasing grin in your reply is maddeni...

Artemis left the gala announcement shoot with her hair wet, her head spinning, and her clit pounding inside its steel prison. All her life, she had worked to make herself impervious to frustration. Teasing herself past the point of endurance, and then just a little further, all without any chance of release, that was just a Friday night. And doing the same with a hot partner, the way she had with Evie in their little vide...

During what would soon come to be known as “The Click,” Leila Deacon was dozing on the hard tile floor of her cell. She had no way of knowing that, in a single instant, almost all of the Bureau-issued chastity devices in the country had suddenly unlocked themselves. The only thought that ran through her mind when her chains suddenly released was, This, I don’t need. “I didn’t do anything!” she shouted, hoping that there w...