Stories of Tie Up Games

A fictional story, written in first person. It was Sunday afternoon. The bedroom was rather warm and the sheets smelt like they had not been changed in months. Sunlight pierced the white lacey curtains hanging from the window, spreading light across the room, creating a soft golden glow. The smell o...

A true story, told from my perspective. I was paralyzed with no way of communicating, no way of moving, no way of anything. She could have done literally anything to me, with people standing 3 feet away and nobody would have noticed my suffering. Except there was nobody else... just us. It started o...

A fictional story, written in first person. I walked into the bedroom after washing the dishes and there she stood wearing a shiny black PVC dress with matching black heels. "Strip" she said in a stern and cold tone, so I did. As soon as my clothes hit the floor she handed me a thick padde...

A true story, told from my perspective. It was Thursday night when play began. I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew she had ideas floating around in that wicked head of hers, but I never thought it would have ended the way it did. It began with Mistress standing in front of me, wearing her night gow...