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These stories concern people in bondage scenes and are therefore adult in nature. The stories on these pages are either a work of fiction or are based on events that may have happened to the author. These stories remain the copyright property of John Roper and are used by kind permission. |
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All Tied up
M/fff; bond; rope; gags; toys; cons; X |
Barbara stood, motionless, atop a three-inch-thick phone book, her bound body facing and lashed to the lower right bedpost with several tight circles of industrial strength duct tape. She could see Shannon, and feel her struggles, vicariously experiencing the post and pre-climactic shock waves of each, uncontrollable explosion of over-the-top satisfaction and frustration. So, too, could Shannon feel Barbara's excitement rise and fall as the session wore on. Wanda was in the control room, changing into black-lace undies. She'd already zeroed-in the cameras, and was doing the tiny buckle on the ankle strap of a black, patent leather maxi-sky. I sat, Indian style, in the middle of the bed, facing Shannon, an electric gizmo, resembling a TV remote, in my right hand. "See this thing? In the hands of a master, it can do all sorts of kinky tricks. Wanna see it do something dangerously erotic?" |
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Bound For Christmas
M/f; bond; cons; X |
What I loved about Amanda was her adventurous spirit, her endless inquisitiveness, and the way she toyed with my affections, giving me ample reason to look for an opening when the time came to reveal more of myself to her uncommonly playful nature. We'd been working together for a few months, building her portfolio, adjusting to each other's habits and eccentricities, and doing our best to avoid the obvious physical attractions two unattached people tend to suffer when one is a gorgeous model, and the other a highly discriminating photographer whose romantic attentions tend to gravitate towards willowy goddesses of Amanda's caliber. |
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Bound To Be Safe
F/m; F/f; bond; rope; oral; noose; cons; X |
I always appreciate women who are handy with rope: especially those who love to bind their men when fore playing and/or making love. Meeting Debra awakened that infrequent, kinky preference in a way I had not experienced in several years. The adrenalin rush and sensual complications had always been an irresistible opiate in my somewhat atypical, B&D lifestyle. Consequently, as with any adventure involving the fun and pleasure of sensual bondage, there were risks to be taken into account. However, since my instincts had thus far compiled a perfect track record, where the turning over of one's freedom to a switchable, submissive women was concerned, I opted to go for it, and enjoy the exploration of Debra's formidable imagination and style. |
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Bond Con Bound
M/f; bond; susp; cons; X |
As bondage damsels went, Marnie had been around the block as often as one could, without stopping for gas or asking for directions, an accomplishment worthy of Guinness World Book Record attention. Yet, the void she'd opened in her 16th year, when a close girlfriend initiated the gullible teen into her first bondage experience, had yet to be filled, and showed no signs of being ultimately satisfied, where orgasmic mountain tops were concerned. Now that she was 30, and romantically uninvolved for more than she cared to admit, Marnie decided to go on a quest, one that, she hoped, would culminate with the finding of a man who not only had the talent to fulfill the deep cravings she'd thus far, doggedly cultivated, but also give her reason to affirm the belief that there was someone out there with whom she could actually find soul-mating bliss. |
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Binding Love
M/fff; bond; packaged; cons; X Binding Love 2 M/f; bond; susp; cons; X |
As with everything she did, Lovell wanted her first, adult experience with bondage and discipline to be state of the art. From what her friends had to say about it, "For Most Fantasies, Inc." seemed the best way to go. Nineteen years of no-complaint business, within its meticulously discreet demographic, and thousands of anonymous and signed letters from a grateful majority of very satisfied clients, abundantly testified to 'For Most's' strictly confidential, top-of-the-line standards. No cover or true identity had ever been blown, no one had ever been either psychologically or physically damaged, and no lawsuit ever filed, a track record that did much to attract clients of Lovell's demanding and discriminating tastes. |
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Damsel In Distress
MF/f; bond; cons; X Part 2 : Part 3 MMF/fff; bond; susp; cons; X |
Thanks to the demands school made on her time, there had not been an adrenalin-rush adventure in Barbara Gwenn's life in many a month. Six semesters of college had painstakingly demolished the twenty-two-year-old's merry-go-round of fun parties and events, which had once been an integral and taken-for-granted part of her high school routine. Maintaining a B+or-better average had turned her schedule into a one-dimensional loop of under-whelming, energy-draining oh-hum-ness, from which she now desperately needed to escape. Given the few options available to Barbara's perennially redlining contagion of self-imposed isolation, she decided to pick up on the first, out-of-the ordinary opportunity that presented itself to a vacant slot on her calendar. |
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Fast Lane Bondage 1
M/f; bond; toys; cons; X Part 2 : Part 3 : Part 4 : Part 5 |
If it had been up to me, who dared not run the risk contemplated by my other me, what ended up happening at one in the morning of October 10th, 2001 could not have possibly made it into my 28-year-old history book. But it did, giving me pause to think on where my naiveté could lead if ever I decided to visit John's place again. A friend, whose questionable intentions gave me further reason to deliberate the consequences of another adventure, introduced us at a party. Yet, regardless of how purposefully I tried to resist, urgings to call the new number in my sparsely populated phone book inspired many a sleepless night. Over and over replayed the highlights of that first taste of 'forbidden fruit,' my first exquisite encounter with what Judy called 'delayed gratification.' Secretly, I thanked her for not divulging the details of what that term represented. If she had, I might have spent the rest of my life wondering what it might feel like to turn my body over to a man of John's talents and fore-playing imagination. |
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The Bondage Adventures Of Lara Cross
MF/ff; bond; bagged; kidnap; reluct/nc; X Part 2 : Part 3 : Part 4 : Part 5 |
As artifact hunters went, Lara Cross was not what one would call your physically and mentally 'typical,' self-educated soldier of fortune. Stunning good looks and gorgeously put together dimensions camouflaged well her high IQ and quick-witted thinking in a way that almost always cause antagonists and friendlys alike to stand in awe of her assertive qualities and deliberately constructed persona. Everything she chose to wear, both socially and professionally, was tight fitting, which only made matters worse, where jealous women and gawking males were concerned. But that is precisely the effect Lara sought to project when dealing with anyone who crossed her path. Not that she was a tease or high-end slut on the prowl. She just loved and hated being a woman in a male dominated world, and did whatever it took to level the playing field of that double standard in a way that often gave her a marginally unfair, but very necessary advantage. |
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Manhattan Bound - part 1
M/f; bond; cons; X part 2 - Lilliana's Pleasure |
What insomniac muse shook me from a sound sleep to record this well-worn recollection? Could the importance of the task be that timely that it had to rudely end a dream wherein I was delaying sensual gratification to a certain, very well built, young woman? What possible urgency could the imposition serve before the morning boot-up? Was it a sign unto the highly unlikely reappearance of some cutting edge damsel into my then, poor excuse for a life called homework? Or had something I didn't know yet happen, and this was just my autonomic radar insisting I tune into an incoming blip before it, she, whatever beat me to the punch? Or was it flow-like, or something simultaneous? I hoped for both. It goes without saying, my terminally inquisitive nature opted for a peek into the 'unknown,' rather than be caught completely by surprise, and unprepared for what fate held in the way of a possibly forthcoming rendezvous. |
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Michelle's First Time
MF/f; bond; cons; X part 1 : part 2 : part 3 |
As
the months passed, Michelle's apprehensions concerning a real time meet
with a rope expert were slowly quelled by the ease with which Kat spoke
her mind about bondage. A fast friendship formed and consummated as the
wheels of Michelle's way-overdue, fantasy-come-true were set in motion
over coffee at Starbucks on a sunny afternoon in October of 2004.
"He's one of the best," assured Kat when the red light in Michelle's deep dark eyes brightened at the thought of turning her body over to a perfect stranger. "And he can be totally trusted?" she checked. "Absolutely; I have never had a bad experience with John." Kat rolled her eyes and smiled feverishly to punctuate her assurances by visually hinting at the kind of satisfaction she'd enjoyed while in my skilled company. "And he doesn't charge anything?" checked Michelle. Kat smiled. "Not a thing. All he asks is that you be discreet and allow him to have at least as much fun as you have." ".Sounds fair enough." |
| The Studio -
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Bondage Stool Pigeon With Drawing By Synthean M/f; bond; cons; X The Studio - 2. Stephanie's Coming Out Party With Drawing By Synthean M+/f; bond; tickle; sbf; cons; X The Studio - 3. The Juice Room With Drawing By Synthean M+/fff; F/f; bond; sbf; susp; cons; X The Studio 4 - Rope Soap by John Roper FM/f; bond; toys; cons/reluct; X The Studio 5 - Angelina's Story by John Roper FM/f; bond; cons; X |
Rochelle is one of those
classy, high strung beauties; the kind one often sees playing a drop dead
gorgeous lifeguard in macho TV shows and flicks about body builders and other
assorted nature freaks on a tear. THE AD Dear Damsel: I'm restrained
from knowing you by a severe lack of information, but bound and determined to
enjoy your feminine particulars to the max and beyond. I am male and hope you
are tied to a passion for damsel-in-distress fun and excitement. Are you
attractive-to-beautiful and fit to be loved and pleasured when controlled by
prolonged, erotic enjoyment and delayed gratification? JR. FIRST RESPONSE Dear JR: I'm 30, very good
looking, and love the fantasy of B/D foreplay. How old are you? How do I know
you can be trusted? I'm a 38D-22-36, 5-5, 115, redhead, and make Fanny Hall
look like Pee Wee Herman. |
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Sabrina Covington
M/ff; F/f; bond; chloroform; cons; X |
Tall and handsome in tight-waist suits; devastating in teasing underwear,
and totally awesome naked, Sabrina sticks out and into things like a symphonic
harp in a room filled with kettledrums.
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| These stories depict scenes of bondage, self bondage & sexual acts and are therefore adult in nature. The stories on these pages are either a work of fiction or are based on events that may have happened to the author. These stories remain the copyright property of John Roper and are used by kind permission. | |
