Restraints / bondage Stories

There is a book, likely printed in the 1970s, about massage. It came into my home when I was newly married and very naive, and in it was a photograph that has stuck with me as I've outgrown not only that marriage but also those old ideas of what it meant to be good. The photo was of a woman enjoying a massage on a wooden dock that jutted out into a small lake in the mid-afternoon sunshine. She was naked and surrounded by...

While Buddy began to clean up his slimy mess, Marci tossed her keys to Betty. "There's a bag on the front passenger seat of my car. Go get it." Turning to Sheila, she told her, "I brought some things along, thinking we might want to try some on Buddy. He needs certain restraints to enhance the experience," she said, smiling warmly. "My goddess, Sheila, you were magnificent! I am so pleased with you, I can't tell you. One...