Stories of Tie Up Games

@AmyRush Awesome

Wow that is one awesome story. I love Jenny being torn between pleasure in the power she holds but guilt for what she’s done, yhe way she teased billy so well, verbally taunting him as well as physical restraint, and the way Billy hates being tickled but loves being helpless.

B please


And. SPANKING CLASSES! oh noooooooooooo

I’m sorry about this. The tie ups come quite late and it starts more foot fetish. But I hope this is yte prelude to more adventures.


The moment Chloe stepped into the steam room, the warm, misty embrace of the spa enveloped her like a soft blanket. The gentle scent of eucalyptus filled her ...

F sounds interesting

B please.

Im with Julie here. C

Sophie's eyes scanned the quiet, suburban street, searching for any sign of life amidst the monotony of the neatly trimmed hedges and identical flower beds and driveways. Her red hair, once a fiery beacon of her youthful spirit, now hung limp around her shoulders, matching the stale air trapped ...

Excellent

When will Heidi and Co brace these pages again

I like to be blindfolded and gagged, have my feet, then my nipples then between my legs tickled and licked.

Amanda had always felt a sense of pride as she stepped into the gleaming lobby of her office building each morning. Her heels clicked rhythmically on the marble floor, echoing through the spacious room as she walked towards the elevators. The receptionist offered a cheery good morning, which she ...

D please. Janbiunds cleaning crew

Debbie, a young woman of twenty-two, sat cross-legged on the floor of her tiny apartment, surrounded by a mess of glossy magazines and half-eaten takeout containers. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn shut against the early morning light, creating an eerie stillness that was only pierced by ...

Aunt Sally had completely underestimated the boys’ enthusiasm for a game of prates. As the sun set behind the hills she realised she realised she had been tied to this tree in just a pink bikini for over eight hours.

My games teacher was hot, she’s probably about 50 now but even before I recognised or admitted I was bi, I always wanted to be like her. Now I’m happy to be big and love being tied up I’d love to be rolling on the bed bound and gagged besides her. Miss Johnson are you in here in disguise?

Well I’ve noticed you around the hotel and decide to take you for mine. First I have to pose as housekeeping. Simple a must yhe young polish girl. Strip her, steal her uniform, tie her up in a laundry bag. Now the real prize. I use her card to sneak into your room and hide in the bathroom. You come ...

Novel way for mum to improve your performance. ( I presume that is what it is) with Brigitte playing along so well.

It’s got everything, tickle torture, public humiliation, messy slime


But dogs licking chocolate off bare feet

Oh noooooooooooooo

Part 2


Friday evening sunlight streamed through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over Amy as she moved with practiced grace in her favorite t-shirt and leggings, her bare feet dancing on the cool tile floor. The sweet aroma of simmering garlic and basil filled the air as she stirred the ...

I agree with Julie. Leave this to Susan Clair and their mothers. I’d be happy to make guest appearances or have my own series with Julie.

And B

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Thank you for the comment and congratulations to promotion to mod.

I do intend to write more but so many if my stories have begun with yhe intention to write extensive series then foundered when I realised I put all my good ideas in chapter one..

This story combines many themes ...

Amber and Jade, both beaming with excitement, unlocked the door to their new home. "It's ours," Jade said, her voice a mix of awe and satisfaction. The couple had been together for five years, and this was the first house they had bought together. At 25, they were ready to settle down and start ...

Very nice. Must have taken ages. Why did you cut your feet off in the second picture though?

Part two for AmyRush

WARNING HIT LESBIAN SEX

Amy lay there, bound and blindfolded, her body a canvas of sensation. The ropes that held her felt like living things, tightening and loosening with her breath, the leather gag a constant presence that filled her mouth. Her heart hammered in her chest ...

I. I want Julie’s hand on my bare bottom, skin to skin