DrT's Musings

A collection of thoughts, experiences and erotic short stories.

Key: e (erotica) l (lifestyle/education), m (musing/thoughts)
5 days ago. Fri 17 Nov 2017 02:18:10 PM IST

Latest tools to arrive, just literaly a few minutes ago. 

 

A large deluxe riding crop, fur on one side leather on the other - twin slapper design and a heavy duty martinet. 

 

 

All images and text Copyright DocTesla 2017.

No unathorised copying, transmission or re publishing without express permission. If I find these anywhere else I will come after you legally. 

5 days ago. Fri 17 Nov 2017 01:37:00 PM IST

Progression 

 

ACT1 

 

 

Working away on the computer before her Terri was unaware that she was being watched from the open door to her office, it was only after a flurry of her fingers dancing across the keyboard and the silence of reviewing her work that she became aware of a slight noise in front of her desk. Looking up she saw one of Mr Bonds senior sub secretaries standing at the threshold of the door.

 

She struggled for a moment to remember the striking Asian girls name, then it came to her.

 

'What can I do for you Sarah?'

 

Pursing her bright red lips for a moment with what appeared to Terri to be mild annoyance Sarah replied, 'Mr Bond will be sending you a package shortly, he requires you to put the contents within on and be standing outside his office at 3pm, which is in 50 minutes.'

 

Momentarily worried by this statement Terri paused before replying.

 

'I will be there.'

 

'Yes you will, don't be late. Early is fine, but late not acceptable.'

 

Sarah turned to leave her red satin blouse catching the light as her long raven black hair swished about her shoulders like a river of liquid black water, before Terri's slightly quivering voice stopped her with a question.

 

'What does Mr Bond want with me?'

 

Sarah turned and spat an emotionless reply at Terri.

 

'Mr Bond did not share his thoughts with this girl, he simply asked that I come here and inform you that you are to be at his office when he requires you to be.'

 

'But surely you can guess?'

 

Sarah's face remained expressionless as she stared at Terri Carter, scrutinising Turning, Bond and Hearts most recent Inductee.

 

'Ms Carter, you still have much to learn about life here at TBH, but surely your time here so far will have instilled within you an understanding of what your duties might entail, or did your Inductance not teach you this? Should I inform Ms Heart that you may need another spell in the Chair.'

 

Recalling her Inductance Terri felt a mixture of emotions start to surface within her mind, fear, excitement, and a merest shiver of arousal. Trying to mask that she smiled at Sarah.

 

'No I don't think that's required, I was just wondering, looking for a clue as to why Mr Bond wants me.'

 

'I think that's pretty obvious Ms Carter.' As Sarah said that she turned and left the room, into which moments later a slightly flustered junior secretary entered the room placing a large white box on the clear area of Terri's desk. She didn't speak or look at Terri but left the room quickly no doubt on her way to fulfil her next task for TBH.

 

Terri sat back in her high backed leather chair and took a moment to think.


Looking at the silver rimmed clock on the wall, Terri could see it was nearly 2.15, which didn't leave her long to get changed and be outside Mr Bond's door.

 

Standing up and pushing her chair backwards Terri walked quickly around her desk, picked the white box up and left her desk heading rapidly down the corridor to the lifts which would take her to the changing rooms and lockers 6 floors below.

 

The corridor was busy, always busy as various women and men moved back and forth about their numerous tasks. As Terri waited at the elevator doors, a thought crossed her mind that the people moving about the building were like the blood in a body, the corridors like the veins – the very life blood of TBH ebbing and flowing. If that were so then the owners rooms the very brains of the body.

 

The doors hissed open interrupting Terri's musings, and she entered the empty lift. Reaching out she pushed the brightly circled number 2 button, and the doors closed with a slight hiss. Seconds later the lift whooshed quickly down, only stopping once as two white bloused junior subsecs entered, neither spoke to each other or to Terri. The satin of their white blouses shimmered as their bodies moved ever so slightly, a non reflective material would not have shown their almost imperceptible movements as they stood facing the lifts doors. TBH required very formal behaviour during work hours, regimented to a specific list of rules, ones each staff member learned during their Induction process.

 

Terri had never worn satin before coming to TBH, but could not imagine never wearing it again, part of the Induction process or a hidden side to her that wearing the uniform had brought out. The doors opened and both subsecs exited, the tight satin of their skirts rippling seductively at they walked down the corridor facing the open lift. Momentarily the doors closed and the lift headed down to the second floor. As the doors opened Terri was wondering if her bum looked as nice as those two ladies had.

 

A few minutes later Terri stood before her changing locker, her name upon the doors Terri on one side, Carter on the other – just meeting in the middle to form one line of text. Her name beautifully and delicately engraved in the black reflective material. Opening the doors with a gentle push Terri set the white box she had been carrying down onto a shelf that sat within. A quick look round showed that the room was empty.

 

Turning to the box Terri opened it and gasped at what was within. Sitting on the top was a blouse like nothing Terri had ever imagined she would ever wear, sheer white transparent silk. Below was a patent black leather pencil skirt, so shiny and smooth it looked like it was made from PVC, running her middle finger across it confirmed it was some type of leather not a man made material.

 

There was no underwear in the box so Terri assumed she was to keep her regular uniform stockings, suspender belt and shoes on, but not wear the bra. The see through nature of the blouse suggested that strongly. The thought of walking the corridors with her breasts on view should have concerned her, and indeed before coming to TBH there was no way she would ever have done something like that, but now what was required of her strangely did not cause her any anxiety. Working quickly she removed her outwear, hung it carefully into the specific areas on the locker wardrobe for the clothing, she worked quickly as the clock was against her dawdling.

 

Taking her bra off she put it into the required drawer and lifted the blouse out of the box, it had no buttons at the front of the back so she carefully pulled it over her head trying not to mess her hair up and down. The material seemed to expand then contract over and onto her skin. Maybe not silk but some sort of smart material. Terri knew that TBH had interests in such industries.

 

Next after giving her underwear a quick check in the mirrors, recessed into the open doors, to make sure everything was still straight, she steeped into the skirt and it slipped up her legs and clung sensuously and tightly to her legs and bum. Tucking the blouse in she zipped the skirt up, and looked at herself in the mirrors.

 

The vision of loveliness looking back was her and yet it wasn't. This reflection very much what TBH had made her. The blouses sleeves hung on her arms with a slight billow, her upper arms and shoulders in very slight puffs. The front of the blouse had a slight scooped neck line and was almost tonally transparent, leaving nothing to the imagination. Both of her breasts clearly displayed, her nipples poking the material outwards.

 

Checking her make up was still good and hair fine, she closed the doors to the locker and left the room, glancing upwards at the clock above the exit, it was 2.52, upon which she picked her pace up slightly.

 

Six minutes later Terri presented herself to Mr Bonds senior subsec, who looked up at her and then at the clock on the wall in front of her dark walnut desk.

 

'On time, He will like that.' her tone was slightly clipped and cool, a common thing among senior personal secretaries. Reaching over to the rather old fashioned intercom she pushed the button and spoke into it.

 

'Sir, Ms Carter is here.'

 

A deep male voice came from the speaker.

 

'Good, on time I see, excellent.' There was a pause before the voice continued. 'Have Ms Carter wait there for a minute and I will call her in when I am ready.'

 

'Yes Sir.'

 

The bright red nailed finger about to disengage the intercom, was stopped by Mr Bond speaking again.

 

'How does she look Ms Turner?'

 

With a slight smile on her full ruby lips and glancing at Terri, Ms Tuner spoke, her voice less cool and clipped. ' Good enough to eat Sir, good enough to eat!'

 

'Excellent.' The intercom went dead.

 

Terri felt very self conscious standing in front of this beautiful woman who was now studying her with clinical and somewhat calculating green eyes, eyes that were most definitely assessing her. Like all senior subsecs Ms Turner was wearing a red satin pussy bow blouse, the bow high at her throat and the tails of the bow hung just around the middle of her ample breasts, as Terri followed the bow downwards she saw a pair of very erect hard nipples.

 

Looking back up Terri's and Ms Turners eyes met and the look Ms Tuner was giving Terri made her tremble slightly, the smile on her lips, look on her face positively lascivious, the sort of look a cat might give its prey as it contemplated playing with it.

 

Terri looked away just as the intercom rang, 'saved by the bell,' she thought.


'Ms Turner send Ms Carter to my office door, she is however to stand at the door and wait until I summon her in.' The intercom went silent again.

 

'As you heard that instruction I don't need to repeat it. Do I?'

 

'No.'

 

'That's good Mr Bond doesn't like to have to repeat his instructions. Follow them exactly and you will do well.'

 

Ms Tuner gave Terri a look that was clearly designed to illicit a response.

 

'Yes I understand.'

 

'Good.'

 

Ms Turner stood, her long blond hair tumbling across her chest as she did. She moved from behind her desk and beckoned for Terri to follow her. Behind her desk to the left side was a long corridor lined in dark wood panelling, with a somewhat 1970s vibe to it. Terri followed Ms Turner who took the lead, her walk very sensual, and measured. The confidence and sexiness, Ms Turners posture oozed was pretty much standard for the more experienced and long trained secretaries both personal and the more general company one. Ms Turners head was straight, shoulders back, considerable assets pointing forwards and arms slightly moving side to side in time with the black satin clad hips swinging slightly side to side as one black patent leather stiletto shoe was planted in front of the other, almost a catwalk walk but more, much more. Terri hoped one day that she too would exude this kind of sexy confidence, but even with her training to date, so far she still felt a little unsure and self aware at times.

 

Ms Turner stopped and turned to face Terri.

 

'Wait here.'

 

She turned back to the door knocked once and Mr Bond's deep voice answered with one word.

 

'Come.'

 

Ms Tuner opened the door walked in and closed the door behind her.

 

Standing there in the corridor alone Terri began to feel slightly overwhelmed by what might be to come. She quickly checked her self again made sure the blouse was pulled tight into the patent leather pencil skirt and straightened herself and waited. No sounds came from Mr Bonds office and an eternity seemed to pass in which all kinds of thoughts flashed through her head. What did he want with her, what was he going to do, was she in trouble, was there some misdemeanour’s she had no idea she had committed. Her thoughts strayed to the possibility that Mr Bond was maybe about to train her in some way she couldn't begin to imagine, would he use her. With that thought still swirling about her mind and her body beginning to betray that train of thought the door opened and Ms Turner exited the room, leaving the door open.

 

'Wait.'

 

With that single word she swept past Terri leaving her alone in front of the open door.

 

Standing as she was now just outside Mr Bonds office, on the threshold of what, she wondered she pictured how she must look and was he looking at her now, that thought produced a small shiver of excitement and further anticipation, and she took in a deep breath.

 

The room within was clad in the same kind of wood panelling but even with the door open fully much of the detail within was still hidden. Looking downwards Terri momentarily started at her shoes, her refection staring back at her. A slight swishing noise made her look up and she saw Mr Bond, who was sitting on a designer office chair, thin cigar in his left hand, just beyond the entrance to the room.

 

He was much younger looking that his voice had suggested and handsome. He was studying her and as he took the occasional puff from the cigar his face betrayed no emotion or thoughts.

 

Standing up he smiled.

 

'Come in Ms Carter and please bring my chair back into the room'

 

He said please Terri thought, that's a good start.

 

'Yes Sir'.

 

 


To Be Continued

 

 

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This is a work of original erotic fiction and any similarity to any living or dead people and or situations is entirely coincidental. No part of this work can be copied or quoted from without the written permission of the author.

 

Copyright DrT 2017

6 days ago. Wed 15 Nov 2017 09:40:07 PM IST

She 

 

 

The surface beneath her feet still felt weird to her, despite the passing of a great deal of time while she had been looking for her one. Flexing her toes within the restrictive confines of the shiny leather shoes, another convention it had taken her an age to get used to, she stretched powerful musculature hidden within the balls of her feet and for a few seconds, without effort she pushed the backs of her feet right out of the cursed things they called court shoes. She frowned, which one of the humans she wondered had given them such a grand title? To her mind there was nothing royal about this kind of torture.


A gentle breeze wafted around her body rippling the bright red silk of her dress, another human convention but this one she did enjoy as the wonderfully sensual material reminded her of the embrace of a very different kind of material. She smiled closing the long sensual lash framed, dark green pools that were her eyes for just a few moments and she longed to feel the weight and caress of the deep once again.


Beneath her she felt the deck of the ship rise and fall slightly as a wide deep ocean wave swept around and beneath the hull, pushing it up and then under its own weight and momentum it settled creating a ripple of vibration resonating through the vessel before once again it slid forwards cutting effortlessly through the water.


She closed her green eyes again and she could feel and sense every part of the ship beneath her but one thing stood out among the mêlée of heightened sensation, his unique smell and essence. She recalled the first time she had sensed him and had known he was her one, the one who could unlock within her all those dark desires she had fought for so long. She had wanted nothing more than to surrender to his touch, his kiss, the embrace of his strong body right there and then but circumstances had not been right, so she had determined to be there for the right time and tonight was it.


A year was a long time to wait and prepare but she had and the price, the cost to her to be here tonight on this ship was unimaginable. She knew he would not understand, not grasp the yearlong sacrifice but she did. She closed her eyes again and for a few seconds all that she had lost sought to overwhelm her. She raised an elegant gloved hand to her right eye and a single tear rolled onto the gloves bright red leather surface. She raised her right hand to her full sensuous red lips and tasted the fluid and gasped, a gasp that shook her to her core and for a second as she gazed longingly at the ocean all around the liner she was home with her sisters.


“Madam are you ok?” the voice had a hint of an accent.


She looked up into the face of one of the ships Stewards, his crisp while uniform dazzling in the early evening sunlight.


She smiled at him, not the one but handsome nonetheless, his sent sweet with the essence of kindness and innocence. “Yes I am fine, thank you for asking.”


“Are you lost?”


She smiled broadly, “No not at all, I am right where I need to be – here on this ship.”


The Steward looked puzzled but after a few seconds nodded, “Right o then. If you need anything, the names Gerard.”


Ahh the accent she thought, he’s Irish. Well this young Irish man's luck was in as he was not the object of her as yet unrequited desire. Moving quickly past him she pushed the dark wood doors before her open and headed into the swirling cacophony of light and sound that was the after dinner dance.


Pausing for a moment at the threshold she took a deep breath and sure enough he was here, but where? Scanning the room her eyes fell upon him easily enough. He was standing at the bar a cocktail in hand talking with a small group of men and women. She watched the ebb and flow of banter between the group as all the men vied for the ladies attention and after a few minutes of close scrutiny there were signs of some definite flirting between her one and one of the women, a blond squeezed into a ridiculously tight, vulgar cheap black dress.


The signs were there a definite attraction, more her than him, but only in the early stages, so sweeping him away should still be easy enough, and with that thought in her mind she descended the glittering stairs - a vision in red with long raven black hair, perched upon impossibly high shoes - down onto the dance floor, and made her way across it to the bar.


The dancing crowd parted before her, with many of the men glancing surreptitiously away from their dance partners to steal a glance at this ethereal beauty, those not so well versed in the art of the stolen glance felt the lash of annoyed women's tongues and in one case a hard slap brought dancing for that evening to an abrupt end. Aware of all of this around her she smiled as she rapidly bore down on her one.


Sliding into the crowd of bodies gathered round the bar area, just in front of where he stood she looked him in the face and smiled discretely at him, the handsome face smiled back, his blue eyes twinkling – she had him.


Ordering and receiving a glass of water, served in a long elegant glass, she turned away from the bar and walked back across the dance floor not looking back, knowing full well he was now watching and very attentively.


Pausing at the foot of the stairs which led back to the door to the outside she could feel every eye on her body but the only pair of eyes that were of any interest were his. She knew without looking that he would follow her up the stairs and out onto the deck above.


Not much time had passed before she felt the presence behind her and his warm breath upon her bare neck. She didn't need to turn to know it was him, his sent filled her nostrils and she felt her skin warming and flushing as the thrill of what was to come began to build within every fibre of her being.


Turning she smiles and putting her arms around him she pulls him into her body and kisses him, gently at first, tenderly but then with more force and she feels his chest rise and fall firmly against her full breasts, the two bodies locked together as intimately and fully as they could be, on the deck of a ship in full view of anyone who might be looking on.


Their lips part gently and she looks into his eyes, he is hers now and she speaks gently.
'Come' and with that she turns, walks to the railing, kicks of the torturous shoes, slips out of the red dress, climbs the rail effortlessly and drops out of sight to the water below.


The dark heavy water holds her in its loving embrace for a few moments before she heads surface ward, cutting through it rapidly, her arms outstretched above her head, her body undulating, serpent like as it propels itself up and clear off the water before dropping back into a trough between waves.


She looks up luminescent water cascading of her body, seeing him some distance away, almost a spec, high above where she bobs up and down, he is perched on the railing she jumped from only moments ago. There is a pause before he too drops like a stone, falling some distance away as the ship cuts its way through the waves moving rapidly from where she floats.


For a moment he is gone and a second of great anxiousness sweeps through her mind to be replaced by great joy as his head and upper torso appear between the waves. Moving rapidly through the water she appears beside him and moves to embrace him, her strong arms pull him close and she looks deep into his eyes, there should be deep panic there but only peace and sweet surrender is written on his soaking wet face.


He is still wearing his clothes, saturated fabric which she pulls from his body rapidly, peeling layers away like one might an orange to expose his still warm but rapidly cooling flesh.


“Now my love”, she whispers in his ear, holding him close, her legs wrapped about him, “lets consummate our union, human and.....” a sound passes between her red lips the like of which no human mouth could create. A sound that is complex, harmonic and resonant, more like a musical note, a word for her race, in a language only ever heard in the dark recesses of humanities most desperate nightmares.


She smiles broadly and pulls his face close to hers, lips touch and he gasps and struggles, surrender and peace replaced by struggle and panic. This has always been the case before mating and feeding begins. Still looking into his eyes, it starts as it always has, her purpose finally revealed. On the surface of her mind a brief revulsion at needing human genetic material but this is overwhelmed by need, as the primitive ancient mating urges take over.


Multiple tendrils rise up out of her throat and are forced deep into his mouth, invisible micro suckers within her mouth holding their lips sealed, locked together as he tries to push her away but fails. His eyes widening in sheer terror of this unnatural invasion, he continues to try and push her away now thrashing in the water. However its too late, a mixture of cold sea water and the fluid one of the tendrils down his throat has been injecting are taking the fight out of him.


Below the waterline her body is changing colour, rippling, pulsating as legs change into long tentacles and her lower torso flares outward as a membranous skirt of blood red skin undulates outwards. Tentacles grip and hold him around the waist and two move up his back to grip him around the arms now pulled behind his back another slowly winding its way around his neck, across his face and over his nose.


The struggle done he feels himself pulled down, slowly beneath the waves, down into the cold depths still alive as she breaths for him, air forced into his lungs from an air sack within her body via his mouth, from hers.


In the darkness, bio luminescence now covering them both, illuminates their slow descent into the depths, he can see her eyes glistening with pleasure, her still human face close to his, as an intense pain from his waist down grips him. He can't look down and if he could he knows he would scream seeing her enveloping him from waist down in what he knows is a mass of tendrils and organs the likes of which he has never seen before or in his wildest imaginings could dream up, caught in a living nightmare he wants to scream, even though he knows it would kill him lungs filling with cold sea water but death would be better than this.


Down they drift, into the deep darkness and pressure, intertwined, locked in a grip that will only end when she has taken all she needs from her one, this one, but there will be future ones. The hunt and dance always end the same way and she has done it many times before and will again and again as she brings forth new life, and sustains the old, the very old - for she is among the most ancient of her race.

 

The End 

 

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This is a work of original erotic fiction and any similarity to any living or dead people and or situations is entirely coincidental. No part of this work can be copied or quoted from without the written permission of the author.

 

Copyright DrT 2014

1 week ago. Wed 15 Nov 2017 02:52:52 PM IST

The Shoes 

 

 

For much of the past week Samantha had taken a detour on her way into work, so that she would be able to stand in front of the same shop window; for what may have seemed to anyone who had observed her closely for way too long a time. Had they looked even more closely, then they may have spotted the source of Samantha’s prolonged adoration, a pair of shoes.

 

It had only been by a quirk of fate that one day a moment of sleep induced inattention had resulted in her missing her bus stop. A late night in front of the television, watching a good movie had left her feeling very sleepy and the warmth of the bus plus its gentle swaying had resulted in her closing her eyes and drifting off into a light sleep.

 

A sudden bump in the road had jerked the bus hard and as her eyes snapped open she had realized with horror she was nowhere near where she needed to be. Fighting her way through the full bus and pressing the bell saw her situation improve no more as after stepping off the bus onto the street she saw nothing familiar. The doors of the bus closed with a loud hiss and off it went leaving her in the middle of a part of town she did not know that well.


Looking about her Samantha decided to walk back down the road the bus had travelled up and at some-point she could cross the road and catch another bus back.

 

Reaching into her bag for her mobile she had tried to ring the office but she found the battery flat. Today was rapidly becoming one of those days, the sort that would be best to forget. With no way to contact the office to say she was going to be late Samantha began to imagine the reception she was going to get from Mr Stevens.

 

She pictured the scene. Her standing before his desk as the vitriol and sarcasm spilled from his mouth. Part of her cringed at the prospect of another grilling but part of her deep down thrilled at the idea too. Samantha could not help herself but she found something both exciting and slightly erotic when Mr Stevens had her standing in front of his big desk and was telling her off.
Shaking her head and smiling, she started walking down the street passing a mixture of different shops, a bookshop, giftshop, various upmarket fashion shops. Samantha’s initial fast pace slowed as she took time to gaze in the windows as she passed them by. Then she stopped suddenly as something bright red caught her eye.

 

In the middle of a big window mostly blacked out was a clear patch of glass and sitting in the middle of the circle of clarity, on a spot light illuminated glass platform was a pair of the most beautiful shoes she had ever seen; not only beautiful but quite daring too. Like most women Samantha loved shoes but a lack of confidence on her part meant she would never have dreamt of wearing shoes like these.

 

The shoes were made from a bright red patent leather and this was so shinny and reflective that even through the glass of the shop window she could see her reflection in them. The heels were impossibly thin, starting wide at the top and narrowing rapidly to a sharp point; truly a stiletto! The heels had to be at least 5inches and this would, Samantha thought, create a rather extreme angle for the wearers feet. A single thick strap with a silver buckle would go around the ankle and help keep the shoes on and prevent them slipping off.

 

Starring at the shoes, Samantha stated to became lost in her thoughts and she found herself sliding into an almost trance like state. She found herself wondering about what kind of women wore shoes like this and then could she ever wear shoes of this type and style. Images seemed to fill her mind from nowhere and she gasped at some of them. They swirled round and round until they were only a light in her mind.

 

The moment passed and Samantha turned away from the shop window and began walking back up the street, wondering what had just happened. What Samantha had not been able to see due to the opaque covering on the shops window was the tall dark haired woman who had been watching her from inside the shop. A woman with bright red lips who had been smiling broadly as Samantha had stood looking at the shoes and who was now expecting her back again and very soon.

 

As much as Samantha had wanted to forget the shoes as soon as she had entered her work she had found she could not. All through the day she had tried and failed, even during the verbal roasting she had got from her boss, Mr Stevens, she had been thinking about the shoes. Sitting at her desk trying to concentrate on her work she kept thinking about buying them and wearing them.

 

Lost in a daze she failed to see Mr Stevens standing in front of her desk.


“In my office now Ms Stratham”

 

She looked up to see the angry expression etched across his face.


Once again she stood before his desk as he yelled at her. As Mr Stevens words blended together, into a jumble of noises, she found herself falling into a trance like daydream.

 

Words like, punctuality, application, attention to detail, whirled around inside her mind to be replaced with an image of herself bent naked over Mr Stevens desk, wearing the shoes from the shop display and having been punished with a black leather paddle; which sat on his desk. She felt the heat on her backside and the fire of arousal within her. Her body was tingling, warm and her vagina wet with anticipation.

 

It was as if she was watching a movie, with herself as one of the characters.
She felt herself tied to the desk by her wrists and ankles and then the closeness of Mr Stevens body, his large hands touching her, caressing her, squeezing and rubbing her breasts and then his cock sliding into her, in and out; thrusting hard and fast.

 

“Are you with me Ms Stratham?”

 

Snapped out of the daydream suddenly and desperately hoping her boss could not tell she was highly aroused she hoped the telling off would end so she could escape back to the safety of her desk.

 

“Yes Sir, Mr Stevens! I am with you Sir and I won’t let this happen again” Samantha said with her mouth but her mind was whirling....what exactly was happening? She just did not know. Please don’t let him notice she prayed inside her head.

 

“Very well you can go”

 

Sitting behind her desk in the cubicle she called ‘her space’, Samantha was very aware of the wetness between her legs and despite the shock of what had just happened in Mr Stevens office, she yearned to slide her hand down the front of her white satin pants and rub herself to an orgasm.

 

Under her breath she asked herself “What is happening to me?” She shook her head and tried to concentrate on her work but once again the image of the shoes swept into her mind. Samantha found herself sitting back in her high backed black leather seat and closing her eyes.

 

Once again she was wearing the shoes but this time she was not naked. She was dressed in the ultimate male fantasy secretary uniform. White satin pussy bow blouse and a very tight black leather pencil skirt. A wide black patent leather belt was wrapped tightly round her waist and her breasts bulged under the tight blouse. As she drifted into the scene she found herself having the bow at the front of her neck undone and a wide black shinny patent leather posture collar placed round her neck. Soft leather cuffs were then placed round her wrists and ankles. The person or persons securing her were not clear; it was as if invisible hands were doing it.

 

She was then turned round to see Mr Stevens and another one of the office girls standing beside him. She was dressed in the same way as Samantha was, except her blouse was bright red in colour; the same colour as her full sensual lips.

 

“Girls” Stevens called after clicking his middle finger and thumb.

 

Two more girls from the office moved to Samantha’s left and right side; they too were dressed as Samantha was and must have been responsible for collaring and cuffing her. They walked to the girl in the red blouse, who’s name Samantha recalled was Natasha Harding and took up positions to either side. At what must have been a prearranged time they began to remove the girl in reds outer clothing, slowly, carefully and with a lot of fondling and caressing.


As Samantha watched she found herself sliding into an ever increasing state of excitement, despite the fact that part of her mind was struggling with the thoughts and arousal this scene playing out in front of her was creating.


One girl was now slowly moving Natasha’s skirt down her legs, the now removed red blouse revealing a black PVC waspie style corset. Natasha’s now naked breasts rising and falling free of the red shinny material, her nipples obviously hard.

 

Samantha gasped as the skirt hit the floor to reveal a large black shinny strap-on, which pointed out from between her long fishnet stocking glad legs.

 

“You have been such a good girl Samantha we have given you a nice new uniform and you will get a reward in the form of a good fucking by either Natasha or myself”

 

Samantha found herself saying “Oh thank you Sir”.

 

The two girls undressed Mr Stevens and then approached Samantha. One had a ball gag in her hand the other a long black satin sash. The girl with the sash turned Samantha’s around to face the desk and then secured the cuffs on her wrists to two large rings at each corner of the desk, which Samantha had never noticed before. Samantha’s skirt was pushed up to her waist and the girl who secured her wrists now knelt down and secured Samantha’s ankles to rings in the lower part of the desk’s legs.

 

Facing the large mirror behind Mr Steven’s desk she could see the girl with the ball gag now standing behind her. Samantha wanted to scream but her body yearned for what she thought was coming. The soft rubber ball was pushed into her mouth and the straps secured tightly behind her head. As she watched in the mirror she saw Natasha and the now naked Mr Stevens approaching her from behind. Stevens cock now swollen with blood and standing as proud between his legs as the false one did between Natasha’s.

 

“This can’t be happening” Samantha whispered behind the gag “It’s a dream a daydream, not reality”

 

She felt the soft slippy black satin sash slide over her face and eyes it too was tied tightly. The warmth of two bodies she could not see now stood close to her. She sensed Stevens body and felt his cock on her leg, or was it Natasha's false cock ?

 

Stevens whispered in her ear” So good girl who is it to be, me or Natasha? Who would you prefer? Who do I think you need, maybe one or the other, or both of us!”

 

Samantha felt something hard and long touch the wetness between her legs. Was it Stevens or Natasha? As the object slid slowly in she had her answer as it was not flesh but gently vibrating hard rubber.

 

I don’t like girls this way Samantha screamed in her head as the daydream was banished.

 

Putting her head in her hands and shaking her head at the same time, she desperately tried to work out where these thoughts and ideas where coming from. She was not really into bondage or being a lesbian. What was going on? She wondered again. Am I losing my mind? Am I going mad?

 

That night as Samantha was sleeping her dreams grew increasingly extreme, as she was plunged from one nightmare scene to another. In one she was taken in the office by all the male workers of the firm, in another the female workers and in the last one before waking she was tied to an A frame and flogged by Stevens and Natasha. In every one of the dreams she had been wearing the red shoes. The beautiful red shoes!

 

She woke saturated in sweat, her bed clothing soaked.

 

After a shower, breakfast and getting dressed she sat in her living room, the large flat screen television on and an early morning breakfast TV program whispering away in the background. If she had been paying attention Samantha might have noticed a story about a number of missing local girls being discussed with a baffled CID inspector, who was appealing for further help. However Samantha was lost in a world of her own; one dominated by a particular pair of red shoes.

 

As the week progressed Samantha arranged her journey times into work so she could visit the shop and not be late into work. Any passerby would not have given her a second look but anyone seeing her regularly would have wondered why she just didn’t go into the shop.

 

As Samantha stood outside the shop on Thursday morning, in a light drizzly rain she was so lost in looking at the shoes that she didn’t notice the woman who now stood beside her.

 

“They’re beautiful aren’t they?”

 

Startled by the unexpected voice, Samantha looked round. A beautiful woman with long straight black hair, piercing blue eyes and deep red lips was looking down at her. She was wearing a long red soft leather hobble skirt, red silk mandarin style blouse, with a black patent leather belt round her narrow waist which was more like a type of corset.

 

Looking up at her Samantha replied still slightly distracted “Yes beautiful”
“Would you like to come in and try a pair on?”

 

“Well....ummm, I don’t know. You’re not open yet and I don’t really think that they’re for me” Samantha mumbled back quickly.

 

“Nonsense, they’re going to be just right for you”


Samantha failed to notice the slight emphasise the woman had put on the word you.

 

“I was in early and noticed you looking at the shoes again, so thought I would come out here and encourage you to come in” she paused smiling broadly “You know you really do want to come in” The woman placed her open hand on the small of Samantha’s back and guided her towards the open door.

 

Once inside Samantha was guided to a row of plush red velvet, apollstered, high backed chairs.

 

“Let me take your coat.” The woman extended her right hand and after removing her coat, Samantha handed it over to her. She walked over to a coat rack and hung Samantha’s coat on it. As she turned round Samantha caught a glimpse of the shoes she was wearing. While different to the objects of Samantha’s recent obsession, they were still beautiful black shoes with very high metal heels.

 

“My names Rose and I own this shop.”

 

Samantha smiled as she replied “Samantha”

 

“Pleased to meet you Samantha” she paused for a second looking closely at Samantha’s feet. “Size 5”

 

“Ummm yes, how did you know that?”

 

“Ohhh, years of experience my dear. Now let’s get you a pair of those shoes”


Rose turned suddenly, her long skirt shimmering in the bright shop lights as she walked to the back of the shop and through an arch. She returned moments later with a black leather box, the lid of which was held in place from its four corners by bright red silk ribbons.

 

Kneeling before Samantha she removed her shoes very gently and in a very sensual way. As her long fingers brushed Samantha’s nylon covered legs she felt a shiver in her body. The touch of the bright red painted nailed fingers, created a feeling in her of arousal. Trying to shake the growing feelings she tried to rise from the chair and would have except that Rose had opened the box and had removed a shoe identical to the one in the window display.

 

Holding Samantha’s right foot, Rose slipped the shoe on which fitted perfectly. Her fingers gently brushing Samantha’s ankle as she took the shoe’s ankle strap and slipped the end of it through the open end of the buckle. Rose secured it tightly and repeated the procedure on Samantha’s left foot.

 

Helping her to stand Rose guided Samantha to a full length mirror which allowed her to see the shoes fully. The reality of the image that looked back was less than what Samantha had hoped for. The plain grey pinafore dress and white shirt underneath just did nothing for the shoes, they looked wrong.

 

“Not quite the look we were after?” Rose said frowning.

 

“No not really”

 

“Ummmm I have an idea....if you are interested” Samantha looked hopefully at Rose.

 

“The designer of the shoes will be here later, after closing time, to direct a photo shoot. With the right outfit and make up etc you would look fantastic.” Rose paused “and I think if you were willing to help out you might be given a pair of the shoes, for free.....what do you think?”

 

Not feeling sure about this Samantha thought for a second or two and as she did a slight look of concern and mistrust passed across her face.

 

“Nothing to be concerned about Samantha, no strings, just help us out a bit and get given a pair of shoes free. The way I see it these shoes” Rose pointed at the shoes on Samantha’s feet “have your name on them, they’re yours already and if we can help you get them....well that’s fine by me”

 

“That’s very generous of you” Samantha said smiling.

 

“No not generous at all. We get some help with a photo shoot that will translate into good publicity photos which will help us get some more shoe sales. We get sales, you get a pair of shoes” Rose smiled a broad red smile

 

“That’s fair....yes?”

 

“Yes....that’s more than fair but I am no fashion model”

 

“You put yourself down Samantha you are very beautiful and with a little help you will be perfect for our needs.”

 

“Okay, what time do you want me here for?”

 

“Say 7 o’clock”

 

‘That leaves a bit of time to kill after work’ Samantha thought but it would be worth it to get a free pair of shoes.

 

Rose guided Samantha back to the chair and slowly took the shoes off. Her hands gently caressing Samantha’s feet, ankles and legs as she took them off and placed them back in their box. Samantha’s heart sank as she saw the red beauties hidden by the lid to their box. For a moment as Rose had taken them off Samantha had felt an odd sensation of loss and now as she saw Rose stand up and place the box under her arm that loss seemed to return but more so. Seeing the look on her face Rose smiled.

 

“You will be reunited with them soon enough my dear Samantha”

 

Standing up after putting her own plain kitten heeled pumps back on Samantha looked at her watch. With horror she realised she was going to be late again.


Getting up, retrieving her coat and moving towards the door quickly she called back to Rose “I must go, I am really late for work”

 

“See you later” Rose called after Samantha as she exited the shop.


From the back of the shop a woman identical to Rose appeared. Rose turned round sensing the presence. “I will take them to the changing room” the woman said, in an identical voice to Rose’s.

 

Rose handed the box over carefully to the woman who was her exact twin, in every way.

 

Exactly an hour late for work Samantha knew she was in for it and in for it big time; if she was found out. She knew Mr Steven’s was in a meeting first thing that morning and hoped to slip in un-noticed but as she entered the inner office area, he passed her, with a group of other business men he looked back at her and mouthed the words, in my office later as he looked at his watch.
As Samantha took her desk, she saw a few of the office girls looking at her in an odd way. A certain look that indicated they knew something about her upcoming fate.

 

Sitting at her desk she switched her PC on and began to work. ‘Maybe if I get a lot done before Mr Steven’s returns’ she thought she might be able to mitigate the strength of her telling of. Unfortunately for Samantha her best laid plans came to naught as shortly after she began typing she found herself slipping into another daydream. She knew she should resist but her ability to fight the overwhelming desire to close her eyes was non-existent. She slipped back into her chair and closed her eyes.

 

She was clad head to toe in a tight red PVC body suit. She could see her spread-eagled reflection in a mirrored ceiling above. Her body was stretched out on a black satin sheeted four poster bed. From her wrists and ankles taught white silk ropes, attached to black leather cuffs, held her in the centre of the bed; the ropes were tied to bright chrome D rings attached to the four walnut posts at the corners of the bed. Her head rested on a white satin pillow, her mouth sealed with a shiny black ball gag and on her feet her shoes.

 

She tried to move but was unable to. Rather than feeling panicked by her situation she felt safe and very turned on. She could feel the warmth between her legs and it wasn’t as a result of the tight PVC which held her body securely in its shiny embrace.

 

After the passing of time she could only guess at how long, she heard a door open and the sound of heels clicking on the floor. The reflection above her only extended to the edges of the bed, so she could not see the floor but it sounded like marble.

 

Turning her head to the left to try and see the source of the sound, she saw Natasha standing beside the bed, dressed in a red satin blouse, black skirt and black patent leather court shoes. The heels were bright metal stilettos. She had a number of things in her hands that Samantha did not fully recognise and thus could only guess at the purpose they could be put to. One thing she had no doubt about was that they were going to be used on her.

 

“I am to prepare you for Mr Stevens dear Samantha” she said coldly, as she spoke she began to carefully place the objects she had been carrying down on the black shiny satin sheet.

 

It was easier for Samantha to watch what Natasha was doing in the reflection above her. She saw the objects more clearly now. One was a bright red dildo with what appeared to be a black rubber tube coming out of its bottom; at the end of the tube a large ball. A slightly smaller version sat beside it and a clear bottle of some kind of fluid lay to its left side. The other items appeared to be various types of clamps, with bright silver chains and small weights attached. Natasha stood up and moved out of sight before returning with something that looked like a long electric toothbrush but rather than bristles at its head there was a small transparent plastic cup. It was obviously a powered item as there was an on off switch mid way along its body.

 

Natasha reached between Samantha’s open legs and unzipped a zip which Samantha had not noticed. She ran her finger from the top of her vagina to the bottom and smiling placed the glistening finger between her red lips.


“Ummm you taste lovely”

 

“Yes but she’s not for you Tasha” Mr Stevens said as he entered the room. “I asked you to prepare her not pleasure her for yourself”

 

“No Sir.....sorry Sir” Natasha said lowering her head.

 

“I’d ask you what’s been going on Samantha but....you can’t tell me” Stevens smiled broadly.

“Blindfold her Tasha”

 

“Yes Sir”

 

Samantha’s head was lifted off the pillow slightly as Natasha placed a soft black leather blindfold over her eyes.

 

Robbed of her sight Samantha waited for whatever was going to happen. She heard the bottle being opened and it being squeezed. She felt Stevens touching her vagina and clit with his fingers and then she felt something cold and rubbery being to slid into her. She gasped behind the gag as she guessed it was the larger of the two dildos. It moved in and out of her slowly and then with more speed. Suddenly it stopped. Samantha began to feel her vagina stretching as the dildo seemed to be getting bigger. She now realised the purpose of the ball at the end of it; it was a pump.

 

“Now let’s see if we can wake you up Ms Stratham!”

 

The now larger, much larger dildo began to slide in and out, Samantha moaned..........

“Ms Stratham, wakey, wakey”

 

Samantha opened her eyes and looked up to see Stevens furious face above her.

 

“Consider yourself on a first warning” his voice loud for all in the office to hear.

 

“I am sorry Sir. It will not happen again.....I don’t know what’s wrong with me Sir”

 

Stevens crossed his arms in front of his chest and frowned.

 

“Up until a week ago you were a reasonably good worker and an asset to the office, but recently you have been constantly late and here in body but not mind. I am very disappointed Ms Stratham, very disappointed” He paused before continuing “You will get one more verbal warning, one written and after that we will be letting you go. You must up your game to continue working here. So pull yourself together.”

 

“Yes Sir”

 

As Stevens turned and left Samantha’s work station she felt excited by the telling off, rather than concerned about the possibility of losing her job. She shook her head. What’s wrong with me? I actually really enjoyed that. The dampness between her legs was still there as a result of the daydream but the telling off had got her even more ready to be fucked and fucked hard.

 

Samantha struggled for a good few minutes to compose herself and then returned back to her work. As she typed, she felt bored and restless but she was determined to do a good days work. She found herself smiling and momentarily contemplating her going later to the shoe shop and being given her shoes. Before continuing typing again she wondered what exactly she would have to do, to be of help to Rose.

 

“I’ll find out later” she said to no one in particular.

 

Standing in front of the shop once again Samantha was disappointed to see that the window display was not illuminated. Only the vague dark outline of the shoes was visible through the circle of clear glass. However the feeling of growing anticipation, at what was to come far outweighed the disappointment and while Samantha felt a little nervous, her new found desires drove her forward to push the door bell.

 

After a few seconds the door was opened and Samantha stepped into a slightly darker interior than it had been earlier on in the day. Rose locked the door behind them and smiling took Samantha by the left hand and led her towards the back of the shop.

 

“All the fun is this way. I am really glad you decided to come” The words implied uncertainty about whether Samantha would come or not but there was a knowing look on Rose’s face that suggested that she had known full well that Samantha would be visiting the shop.

 

Following Rose, through a heavy velvet curtained archway Samantha saw that she was not in a storeroom as she thought she would be but in fact at the beginning of a long red brick lined corridor, a few closed doors dotted its length but it was the door at the far end which, Rose indicated was to be their destination.

 

“Most people who come back here are quite surprised at just how far back the shop actually stretches. When we bought the shop frontage we also bought several buildings behind and converted them into storage rooms and a place where some of our shoe lines are made.”

 

“It does stretch much further back than the front would suggest” Samantha said not knowing quite what to say. She momentarily felt stupid and inadequate but Roses friendly smile helped her feel more relaxed.


Arriving a few moments later at the door, Rose turned the ornate handle and pushed the leather padded door open.

 

“We are particularly pleased with this room Samantha”

 

The room was large, with a high vaulted ceiling and a very definite art deco look. The floor was covered in a heavy burgundy carpet except for a few square and rectangular areas were black and white tiles had been used instead. These islands of tiles had various chairs and props sitting on them and a number of chrome clothes rails, full of exquisite clothing, made from silks, satins, leather, lace rubber and PVC. The bare red brick walls were draped with heavy red velvet curtains and along the wall facing the door to the room three large mirrors dominated the wall.

 

In front of the mirrored wall a black shiny leather upholstered chaise lounge stood on a slightly raised platform and to its left a stool with chrome legs. Around this area a couple of tall photographic lighting rigs stood and a large light reflector lay against the wall.

 

Ornate brass and copper art-deco electric lamps hung from the high ceiling and despite the use of dark materials in the room’s decor it was reasonably well lit.

 

“We’re very proud of this room” Rose said. “We spent a long time getting it just right to act as a suitable back drop for fashion shows and photo-shoots”


Rose closed the door and like its front it was padded in leather, but to Samantha’s mind this padding looked to be heavier than that used on the outside.

 

Samantha walked over to the closest clothes rail and looked at the clothing more closely that hung there.

 

“We do a lot of Fetish, Gothic and BDSM typed photo-shoots with these Samantha but those aren’t for you, we have something better in mind... for you, than what’s hanging here”

“Who’s we?” Samantha asked looking round.

 

“My business partner”

 

“Will I meet them?”

 

Rose smiled “Oh yes in a few minutes. She is getting your shoes for you.”
In the middle of the right side wall was a group of tall chrome rails which had been fashioned into changing cubicles. As with the wall drapes the curtains that divided them from each other and offered privacy from the rest of the room were made from heavy red velvet.

 

A door to the side of the mirrors opened suddenly and a woman walked in carrying a box that Samantha recognised, a box that she hoped contained her precious shoes.

 

As the woman came closer, Samantha felt a moment of shock as she looked identical to Rose. She was wearing a one piece dress made of bright red rubber. The tight rubber clung to her every curve but not an ounce of fat showed, the body beneath the latex was perfectly toned. Her long black hair was held back by a hair piece which had a red rose to the left side and a black net veil which hung down to just below her eyes, which like Roses were blue.

 

“So you are Samantha?” a red nailed hand just like Roses was extended “Rose has told me all about your love for my shoe design”

 

“Ahh,..umm yes, they’re beautiful” Samantha said as she took the offered handshake.

“Yes my dear they are quite, what’s the word I am looking for, ah yes beguiling.”

 

“This is my sister, Elizabeth”

 

Elizabeth noticed that Samantha was looking at the box.

 

“These are for you Samantha. We have a particular idea in mind for the photos. Do you mind removing your clothes and wearing the shoes on their own?”

 

Samantha tried not to look surprised or shocked at this request and while part of her was, another part, a newer part was not. In fact this new, growing aspect of Samantha relished the idea of being naked in front of these two beautiful twins. As she stood there for what was only seconds but seemed longer Samantha’s mind began to produce images of her bent over an old fashioned vaulting horse in a gym. She was tied to it and a naked Elizabeth stood behind her, a riding crop in her hand.

 

Elizabeth looked at Rose and the two women exchanged a knowing look. No words passed their lips but both knew that Samantha was thinking about them.

 

“Would you come with us to the changing room Samantha?”

 

“Ohhh, umm sorry I was miles away there” Samantha blushed slightly.

 

“That’s ok my dear” Elizabeth said gently guiding Samantha to the closet curtained changing cubicle. Rose pulled the curtain back to reveal the inside of the fairly large area for changing clothes. The back red brick wall was uncovered with a long mirror mounted in the middle of it. A single plain chair sat by the partition curtain and a low leather covered foot rest sat beside it.

 

“If you would remove your clothes please, we can begin”

 

Rose and Elizabeth left the changing room leaving Samantha to undress in privacy. She removed her dress and underwear and sat on the chair.

 

“Ok” she called out.

 

Elizabeth came back in and without looking at Samantha unboxed the shoes. She placed them on her feet but without the fondling and touching that her sister has done earlier on in the day. As they were slipped onto Samantha’s bare flesh she felt a tingling across her skin. Her feet felt warm and slightly odd but only for a few seconds. The slight concern Samantha had was replaced by a growing feeling of pleasure. She was happy that the shoes were on her feet, her shoes.

 

Rose steeped forward and helped Samantha to stand. Samantha felt a little unsteady on her feet the heels seemed to be higher than earlier in the day but they were the same shoes? She looked at the reflection in the mirror and smiled at the beautiful image that looked back. The shoes looked wonderful as she stood there naked.

 

“They look great on you Samantha” Elizabeth said looking pleased.

 

Rose moved close behind Samantha and began to slowly, delicately caress her. She ran her hands over her arms and back before moving to her breasts. Her fingers began to pluck at her nipples which began to harden. Rose moved down to her vagina and gently parted her legs before sliding the long index finger of her right hand into the wet sex. She then slowly withdrew her finger and sucked it.

 

“I love their taste” she said to her sister, still licking the pussy lubricant of her red finger tips.

“You do love to taste the merchandise Rose” Rose smiled and chuckled.

 

Samantha was unaware of this exchange as she was losing herself in a growing wave of extreme pleasure that was washing over her entire body and mind.

 

“I think black would look better on her, don’t you Rose” Elizabeth said as she stood back to examine Samantha from a few different angles.

 

“Yes, I agree”

 

“Black” Elizabeth said with a commanding tone.

 

The shoes on Samantha’s feet suddenly changed colour to a very shiny patent leather black. Despite Samantha’s increasing slide towards a state of overwhelming mindless pleasure she managed to notice the change in colour.

 

“What happened, I like red?”she said sounding almost drunk.

 

“My dear Samantha what you like or don’t like is irrelevant” Elizabeth said crossing her arms under her breasts.

 

“It is?” Samantha said her voice sounding slightly dreamy.

 

“I think the bonding is well underway Rose”

 

Rose knelt before Samantha and ran her hands over the shoes. She tried to insert a finger tip between the edge of the shoe material and Samantha’s flesh and was unable to do so. The shoes were not just tight on Samantha’s feet but had started to bond to the flesh; where flesh and shoe began and ended was blurring as they were becoming as one.

 

“Yes Elizabeth, the bonding is progressing well.”

 

“I didn’t think it would take very long. Samantha has been most receptive.”

 

“What’s happening I feel.....strange” Samantha said as she put her hands to her face and then ran them down her body. She caressed and cupped her breasts for just a moment and then briefly touched her crotch before her arms slid to her sides. Samantha was rapidly finding it hard to think or move.

 

“So Rose, what do you think, should we present her as a maid or a secretary or as she is now?”

Rose was grinning “A slutty French Maid I think”

 

Elizabeth moved to stand just beside Samantha. She kissed her on the lips and ran her tongue over her face and across to her right ear. She kissed it sucking gently on the lobe, before whispering in her ear one word. “Maid”

 

Samantha felt her mind clearing slightly but she was unable to turn to face Elizabeth. She tried to move but her body would not respond.

 

“What have you done to me?” Samantha’s voice was barely above a whisper.

 

“We’re only starting my dear” Elizabeth was smiling broadly as she spoke her bright red lips glistening as she ran her tongue over them in anticipation of what was to follow. “Look at your legs Samantha”

 

Samantha only able to move her eyes looked down at her legs and if she could have cried out in horror she would have. A small patch of black was spreading up her legs from the inside of the shoes. Like some sort of black glistening oil slick it spread up her legs gathering speed. Soon her legs were covered and as she stared at the blackness it began to gain definition, changing into rubber PVC topped stockings. Six straps grew out of the tops of the stockings and twisted in the air like living tendrils, which expander into a larger mass. With mounting horror that she was helpless to express Samantha watched as the mass took on the shape and form of a PVC corset. Like the open petals of a black shiny flower it closed on her from the front, grasping her stomach and breasts in a strangely warm embrace. Samantha felt the ends of the corset flow behind her back and blend together. The corset then tightened about her upper torso, pulling her waist in and pushing her breasts up and outward. From the top edge of the corset a transparent film began to spread out across Samantha’s arms and neck, as it reached her neck it paused as it changed into a thick heavy black chocker. A large white blank cameo popped out of the material at the front of her neck and a single D ring slid out of its lower edge as short white frills circled the upper and lower edges of the chocker; as that was happening the transparent film continued to spread over her lower neck and onto her face.

 

Samantha was screaming inside her head as the film began to creep over her lips and into her mouth, a single tear ran down her left cheek. Rose reached for it and caught it on her middle finger. She put the salty fluid to her mouth and sucked it. She whispered huskily into Samantha’s face. “I do love human female body fluids” she licked her lips and sucked again on the tip of her middle finger.

 

The film which now covered Samantha’s head completely, even under the hair line, across her scalp a thin layer of film now clung tightly. From just in front of her hair line a white frill began to grow until it had taken on the appearance of a French maid’s hair piece. The film on her hands had become opaque becoming black gloves with a white frill trim.

 

Tendrils of black and white suddenly grew from the lower edges of the chocker and they swirled slowly down gently settling upon her body and coalescing into a French maid’s uniform. The uniform had a sweet heart neckline which was trimmed with a white frill and framed her cleavage beautifully; her breasts rising and falling under the shiny material and white frill trimmed puff sleeves, completed the upper part of the uniform. Around her waist a white frill fringed rubber apron with large bow detail at the back, the skirt of the uniform was short and under it a frilly rubber petticoat.

 

Samantha was aware that her sex was still naked but as she stood helpless she could feel something crawling over her vagina and ass. She could only imagine the clear film becoming black pants but not what was to follow. She felt a gentle stroking along her vagina and clitoris and the opening to her anus. Despite her situation she began to feel intense pleasure at the strange movement between her legs and bum cheeks. This grew as two fingers of material spread into her vagina and then her back passage. Within both openings these fingers began to swell and grow, becoming hard dildos.The pleasure Samantha was feeling was trying to take her awareness but she fought it. ‘No’ she thought over and over again.

 

“Don’t you look beautiful my dear Samantha” Elizabeth said as she saw that the outer transformation was now completed.

 

“You fully belong to your shoes now Samantha, you and they are now one.”Rose said with a smile as she began to run her hands over Samantha’s uniformed body. “You are a real fuck doll now, my dear.” She stepped back and clapped her hands in delight like a little girl, with a new toy to play with.

 

In her head Samantha screamed ‘No I am not!’

 

“Don’t get too excited Rose, you know we don’t own her” Elizabeth said with a frown.

 

Unable to talk Samantha’s eyes glared ‘No one owns me.’

 

Ohhh.....I wanted to play with her” Rose pouted and looked disappointed. “Before we ship her” She turned to her twin, who was more than just a twin and had a look of mischief on her face. “But they don’t get shipped out until the conditioning is completed I can play with her during that time. Can’t I?”

 

Part of Samantha wanted what Rose was saying to happen but she fought these thoughts.

Elizabeth stroked her chin and smiled “Yes I guess you can”

 

“Goodeee thank you”

 

Elizabeth walked to stand directly in front of Samantha. “Your old life is gone now. You are whatever your new owner wants you to be. The shoes that took you are a very interesting life form, barely sentient but highly responsive, all they need is a little sexual energy and they will keep you well and healthy for very many years. The uniform you wear is just an extension of the shoes, part of them but able to change so if your new owner wants you like this or any variation all they have to do is command it.”

 

Elizabeth stepped back to allow Samantha to see the mirror again and utter one word “Secretary”

 

The maid’s uniform rearranged its self until Samantha stood in the uniform of her daydreams, the rubber and PVC was now satin and leather. Elizabeth spoke again” Bra and panties” the clothing faded into its self becoming just a black satin bra and panties. Elizabeth spoke again “Posture collar, wrist and ankle cuffs”

 

Samantha could barely take in what she was seeing as the clothes on her body shifted and changed; her mind a whirl of confusion.

 

“I don’t know why you are telling her this Elizabeth the poor human is not really with us anymore” Rose said noting the slightly glazed expression on Samantha’s face.

 

“No she knows, the transformation is not complete until she has been conditioned”.

 

“Allow head movement and speech” Elizabeth commanded.

 

Samantha turned her head to Elizabeth “What the fuck are you nuts doing to me and how?” she spat.

 

“Ahhh there is still some fire in there....good” Rose chuckled slapping Samantha on her backside.

“The moment you looked at the shoes, in our little window display and your mental, sexual and emotional responses reacted to their influence you became ours, my dear Samantha”

 

“Who are you?” Samantha felt her mental faculties beginning to slide again.

 

“The answer to that question is not going to help you”Elizabeth replied coldly.

 

“People will miss me” Samantha screamed.

 

“I doubt that my dear” Elizabeth stepped over to the brick wall and waved her hand over a slightly darker brick than the others. It shimmered, and a ball of blue light detached from the wall. This opened up into a flat glowing screen. Elizabeth began to manipulate its surface and began reading information of it out loud.

 

“Name Samantha Stratham, daughter of Robin and Mary Stratham, born 23, June 1989, only child, parents died in a car crash, no other living relatives or close friends, a loaner. Sexually repressed, with little real experience, lost her virginity to Bill Cruthers at the age of 15, despite being mostly straight has some leanings towards lesbianism, bondage and sado-masochism. Do I need to read more?”

 

“Where did this come from?”

 

Elizabeth reached over to Samantha and tapped her forehead “Your head my dear. We have the technology to scan minds and more”

 

“Are you fucking aliens or something.....”

 

Rose steeped in close to Samantha and began to rub her right hand between Samantha's legs “I’d say more something” she began to laugh as she continued to rub Samantha’s enclosed sex “open” Rose whispered. Samantha felt the material part. Rose slid her fingers into Samantha’s soaking wet vagina; fingers that moved faster and faster in and out. Samantha felt her mind beginning to fog again as she gasped in pleasure.

 

“Ohh I do so prefer it when you can talk Samantha my little toy” Rose said with a breathy tone.

 

Elizabeth smiled “I apologise for my Sister Samantha, she just has this need for...what do you people say..ahhh yes, pussy and she wants yours badly” she paused before continuing “Anyway the bottom line is you won’t be missed”

 

Tears rolled down Samantha’s flushed cheeks. “I will be” she whimpered.

 

“Time for talking is over my dear.”Elizabeth said as she closed the screen down, it shimmered for a moment and became a ball of light again; which drifted back to its place in the wall.

 

While still fingering Samantha, Rose whispered “Doll”

 

The clear film that covered Samantha’s skin turned white, her face transformed into that of a porcelain doll, a living sex doll. Behind the bright red lips of her mask for a face a small dildo gag impaled and filled Samantha’s mouth, preventing all but faint moaning as Rose finger fucked Samantha to orgasm.

 

Finished Rose stood up and smiling watched as three women entered the now opened up changing area, each was a duplicate of Rose and Elizabeth. They were moving a large human sized frame into position behind Samantha. A fleshy rubber membrane was stretched between the metal edges of the metal frame. Two of the women moved to either side of Samantha's paralysed body and with out any obvious effort lifted her so she now stood directly in front of the frame. Four thick tendrils reached out from the four corners of the frame and wrapped themselves round her arms and legs. Another one reached out from behind her and surrounded her waist. Lifted off the floor Samantha was pulled into the frame and onto the membrane; which griped the back of her body.

 

A number of thin tubules, like earth worms, reached out from the top inside edge of the frame and slid towards her head. They slithered downwards and reaching their pre-programmed destinations, the ends of the tubules flattened and opened like tiny mouths, which latched on to her as microscopic filaments slid into her skull and brain.

 

Samantha was only barely aware of this happening to her as she was losing the fight against the pleasuring the two dildos inside her pants were giving her, as they pulsed back and forwards in her vagina and anus; the pleasure was so intense that she orgasmed again. Waves of sensations unlike any she had ever felt before smashed all her mental defences away.

 

As the tubules attached themselves to her head, her mind now placid and open was suddenly swept into a maelstrom of new thinking, as thoughts of obedience and only living to serve her masters took over her own fading thoughts. As her conditioning began a film of a rubber like substance began to slip over her from head to toe. Within seconds the precious hanging body on the frame was totally covered in a tight clinging membrane.

 

The frame Samantha's now obscured unconscious body hung on was then moved into a back storage room where it was placed among ten other similar frames. On each an encased woman hung, each being slowly turned into a living sex doll; before being transported to their new home, to serve the varied needs and perversions of the inhabitants of that world.

 

Epilogue

 

The window display was so beautiful and the way the lights seemed to dance across the white shinny leather was simply breathtaking. Sandra just had to have these shoes......

 

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This is a work of original erotic fiction and any similarity to any living or dead people and or situations is entirely coincidental. No part of this work can be copied or quoted from without the written permission of the author.

 

Copyright DrT 2011

 

1 week ago. Tue 14 Nov 2017 02:09:35 PM IST

The Flat 

 

The black shinny glass wardrobe was full of brightly coloured satin and silk clothing, the plain block coloured skirts, blouses, dresses and scarves hanging within neatly on a bright chrome rail and matching hangers.


 
Laura stared at the contents dumbfounded at such a revelation as she had just discovered. At no time in her life had she ever considered wearing such clothing, as frankly her tom boy attitude to clothing and her life totally precluded such things. Trouser suits, with plain white men’s shirts for work or jeans, T shirt and track shoes or boots for casual wear was her chosen style, though no doubt some would say that was neither a style or feminine. Laura’s stock in trade answer to that was, “Fuck em!”


 
This was her first time in the flat after viewing it a week ago and while it was a turnkey rental, she was shocked at finding the contents within the stylish wardrobe. Looking downwards she saw a number of neatly lined up high heel shoes in patent black and red leather. She turned away from the still open source of her shock and looked at her reflection in a nearby mirror and saw herself frowning.


 
“Fuck me, someone has moved in all ready and there has been a mix up. Fucking rental-company,” she said to her reflection; which simply stared dumbly back, still frowning, but more so than a moment ago.


 
She walked over to the drawers underneath the matching dressing table and reached for the chrome handle and yanked it open. She gasped as it was full of satin and silk lingerie, full cut panties, thongs, full and quarter cup bras and suspender belts. She closed it firmly with a thud that echoed around the room and pulled the next drawer down out. It was full of basques and corsets. The last one had multiple unopened packets of stocking, fishnet, sheer seamed and after riffling through them she found not one to be a hold up.


 
“Fuck me has a whore moved in to this apartment?” she said out loud her temper beginning to boil within her. She liked to be in charge of her life, but unexpected major hiccups in her plans or day today life always sparked her temper. However she used it to get results and not let it sweep over her.


 
Walking over to the black satin covered bed, which looked like a shiny river, she sat on it and lean't back wards to think, her hands splayed out on the cool, smooth surface.


 
This was all wrong and frankly the clothing and lingerie was freaking her out, she reached into the pocket of her coat and removed her mobile. She flipped it open and looked in the contacts for the rental company’s details. She pushed call and waited for a few seconds as it rang.


 
The call connected and she winced as a loud howling sound flooded her ear that seemed to force its way into her head. She pulled the phone away and the sound suddenly stopped. Shaking her head she tried to clear it but the sound still seemed to be crawling around inside her mind.


 
A warm somewhat sensuous voice from the phone’s speaker made her stop shaking her head.
 
“Hello TSS Rentals, Susan speaking how might I help you?”


 
Putting the phone to her ear cautiously Laura wanted to swear at the woman but took a deep breath and composed herself before speaking.


 
“My names Laura Rogers, I have just rented a flat from your company, Apartment 102, Riverside Complex, and.... well it’s a furnished apartment but I have found it to have someone else’s possessions in it.” Laura paused as she tried to focus on what she was trying to say, the buzzing in her head fading slowly. “It’s full of clothing that is not mine… in the wardrobe and dressing table and I think there has been some kind of mistake made and there is, was something wrong with the phone a moment ago.”


 
“No problem this end,” the female voice said before adding, “Please, hold for a minute Mrs Rogers.”


 
Laura felt her blood start to boil, it’s just Laura actually, not Ms or Mrs just Laura she wanted to scream down the phone, at the stupid bitch on the other end but she held her tongue. Music began playing, which was made up of a weird kind of swirling group of tones and Laura’s initial thoughts of, shit not fucking musac was lost as she began to follow the tunes within it.


 
“Mrs Rogers” Susan said on the other end of the line, a few times, progressively louder before Laura realised the music had stopped and the source of her annoyance was speaking to her again.


 
“Yes,” Laura answered shaking her head as the tune that had been playing but now had stopped on the phone, still seemed to be there in her head, in her mind.


 
“There has been no mistake Laura, the apartment has been supplied to you and no other. The clothing, however we know nothing about, perhaps a practical joke by friends or the previous tenant left them. Regardless they are yours now to do with as you please. Please accept our apology from TSS Rentals.”


 
“But,” Laura was struggling to respond, “they are not mine and besides not the sort of thing I would ever wear…..and I have no friends who would play a practical joke on me like this. Frankly they would know better” Laura paused before deciding what was best for her and not this lazy woman who seemed to be so casually washing her hands of a problem. The fact the apartment was still hers had now been overshadowed by the issue of the clothing.


 
“Ahhhh....Susan, I want these items removed, as they are not mine and frankly their owner may want them back. They are nice quality clothing but not my style at all! So please remove them as soon as possible.”


 
“Mrs Rogers, Laura the apartment has been vacant for a few months, hence the deal you got on the rental and the last occupant was a man so assuming they are woman’s clothing, you mentioned them not being your style. Well as far as TSS Rentals is concerned they are yours now and you can either accept them and enjoy them, or put them in the bin; the choice is yours.” Susan’s voice was still friendly but firm.


 
“We supplied the apartment to you, furnished with all the appliances you might need, but no clothing, it’s a mystery but look at it as an early Christmas present.”


 
Laura found that bits of what Susan had just said was beginning to run through her mind…..they are yours now....  accept and enjoy them.


 
Laura failed to hear Susan ask if there was anything else she needed not to hesitate to call and that TSS Rentals prided themselves on doing their very best to satisfy their clients and employees. When the phone returned to a dialling tone Laura was still thinking about the words spoken to her, ‘they are yours now....  accept and enjoy them,’ round and round those words went accompanied by the now returned swirling music.


 
Laura put her head into her hands and screamed out loud, “Fucking get out of my head……”


 
She fell backwards onto the bed and closed her eyes, she hated the way some music and words could get stuck in your head and she calmed herself and forced herself to think of other things and the music and words faded until she was left with her own thoughts and the sound of her breathing only.


She opened her eyes and was aware of the smooth surface of the bed sheet under her. She moved her arms back and forwards and it almost felt like she was swimming across the surface of a black ocean, the coolness on the back of her hands and neck, soothing.


 
She stood up and walked out of the room and across the living room to the kitchen, she opened a cupboard pulled a short glass out and walking to the sink turned the tap. A flood of cool, clear, filtered water gushed out and splashed around the dark basalt sink. She placed the glass under the stream and filled it and placed it to her lips and drank. The water felt lovely as it slipped down her throat.


 
Turning her back to the sink she stood looking round the kitchen and out into the living room. She still loved what she saw and began to smile. She may dress like a man but she loved the boutique hotel look of this apartment, having fallen in love with its cool, sleek sexiness the first time she had viewed it, she had to have it, and the rental price was a steal - a real bargain. At least the apartment was hers still, and no double letting issue needed to be solved, that fact made her smile with relief, as this was about the only positive thing to come from her conversation with Susan. However the problem of the clothing still existed. A few minutes work, throwing the disgusting things into bin bags and that would be solved as well. 


 
Still smiling she walked back into the bedroom and once again stared at the clothing in the wardrobe. She reached in to begin pulling the contents out with the intention of making a pile on the floor, before disposing of it and by accident not intention she ran her finger tips across the sensual surface of a red blouse and felt an almost static discharge leap into her skin. She withdrew her hand and looked at it but there were no marks on her fingertips, just a slight feeling of warmth and numbness where fabric and flesh had touched. She put her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them till the slight numbness began to fade.


 
That was weird, she thought as she extended her hand slowly back into the now slightly sinister interior. She brushed the clothing again, this time with the back of her hand and felt nothing but the cool, silkiness of the fabrics under her fingers.


 
Reaching in Laura pulled a blouse out and looked at it. It was bright white and shimmered and rippled as she moved it to examine it more closely. She held it in front of the light and noticed it was quite a heavy fabric as not a lot of light shone through it. Suddenly she found herself holding it close to her face and smelling it, a clean freshness pervaded the fabric. She put her face into it and felt it on her skin and then moved it over her face. Despite herself she found the sensation on her skin sensual and she felt her body stirring into the early stages of arousal.


 
Pulling it way from her face, shocked by the feelings that had begun in her body from holding the fabric against her face, staring down at the blouse she wondered, why the hell she had reacted that way to it? She put it back into the wardrobe and then pulled a red satin shift dress out. The dress looked like a river of blood in her hands.


 
She walked to where the bedrooms mirror was, a massive floor to ceiling affair framed by a bright chrome frame, which dominated the wall at the foot of the bed and held the dress up against her body.


 
Despite still wearing her raincoat and never having seen herself in such feminine clothing as an adult she found herself standing lost in a strange daze looking at the dress and as she did a thought slipped into her mind, much like the fabric would slip across her skin. Three simple words but words that would have never before been in her mind; however like some alien intruder she had thought them and as surprised as she was by the suggestion the words, ‘put it on’, carried they appealed to her right that minute as she looked at her reflection with the dress and putting it on no longer seemed so wrong to her.


 
Taking a step back from the mirror Laura dropped the dress and watched as it fell in a heap upon the warm dark wood of the walnut floor. As it settled and spilled outwards she pictured a pool of blood forming under and round a body. The body was hers and it was changing as the pool spread larger, the face was softening and becoming feminine. It turned to look at her and a smile formed across its full red lips.


 
Shaken by the vision Laura stumbled backwards and fell upon the bed. She looked down herself and saw the refection in the mirror of the dress on the floor, a crimson pile only but there was no body, hers or anyone else’s. I am working way too hard, I must be cracking up, she thought as she closed her eyes. As her chest rose and fell slowly she felt the surface of the bed under her those parts of her skin that were bare and once again she began to feel comforted by it and as she moved her hands across it she began to feel aroused again.


 
The feeling grew and grew like an unexpected wave and it swept upwards and within seconds she felt her sex wet, her skin flushed and her breathing was shallower. She reached down and undid her coat and placing her right hand on top of her crotch she began to move it up and down. She felt her nipples hardening and straining against the sports bra beneath the shirt she was wearing; a man’s shirt. Lost in a growing daze she undid her trousers and slid her hand inside and under the plain cotton pants she was wearing and Laura began to slowly caress her vagina.


 
Moaning loudly as she pushed her middle finger deeper in to the wetness between her legs, she gasped as she felt an orgasm beginning to form, deep down in the core of her being.


 
Suddenly she began to hear the swirling music again and it grew inside her mind and in sync with her growing orgasm. The words again began to pulse along with the music.


 
“They are yours now....  accept and enjoy them, they are yours now....  accept and enjoy them.” The words and the music swirling around in her mind, and totally in sync with her thrusting, stroking hand that was fucking her into an orgasm the like of which she had never had before.


 
Just as Laura was about to soar into a massive orgasm, she screamed and pulled her hand out of herself, Sitting up on the bed and looking around with the expression of a lost, scared animal she began to cry, tears flowing down her face.


 
“What is happening to me?” She asked her reflection; it remained mute.


 
Sitting sobbing on the bed she felt violated, all her certainty and absurdness about who she was hung in tatters. The music and words floated just under her consciousness and she struggled to gain control. I am losing it she thought, going mad. 


 
She looked at the clothes in the wardrobe and a desire flashed into her mind, to dress in the clothing. She tried to fight it but like the need, a junkie has for a fix she could not. She got up off the bed and moved to the wardrobe and pulled the red satin blouse out, a black satin pencil skirt, black patent leather belt and red patent ankle strap shoes.


 
Why she did not go pick the dress up off the floor, she did not know, an almost hypnotic state had come over her, were her consciousness was a helpless passenger aware of what she was doing but not able to stop it. Laura watched herself and the fight she wanted to put up was fading, she wanted needed to wear the clothes. She wanted to accept the words to embrace them....” they are yours now....  accept and enjoy them.” But still the old Laura struggled within the new.


 
She placed the clothes on the top of the bed and wandered over to the dressing table and removed a black satin quarter cup bra, matching suspender belt, crotchless matching pants and fine barely black lace topped stockings.


 
Laura removed her clothing quickly but almost in a mechanical way, throwing them onto the floor in a pile and dressed herself quickly and in a manner that showed great familiarity with the items. She stood before the mirror and the new Laura almost taunted the old, trapped within screaming and crying in protest at the sensations, her hands moved over the black shiny surfaces that now covered her bum, breasts and waist and then bending down she caressed the length of her silk stocking clad legs.

 

She turned to the bed and picked the blouse up and put her right arm in first, then the left and pulled the bright red material together and began to button it up. Slowly but surely as each button was done up, the material gripped her flesh and Laura moaned in side as the touch of the cloth felt almost alive as it slowly sealed around her breasts and as it brushed and tightened over her nipples they hardened and poked out of the shiny red fabric.

 

Next she stepped into and pulled the skirt round her waist and zipped it up, as it clung tighter to her bum and waist the sensations Laura’s poor mind was being buffeted by continued to grow. The swirling music began in her mind again and she found herself mumbling the words Susan had used once again.…..’They are yours now....  accept and enjoy them….. They are yours now....  accept and enjoy them.’

 

As she tightened the belt around her waist and slipped her feet into the shoes and then tied the loose satin at her throat into a pretty bow the words coming from her lips were, “They are mine now I accept and will enjoy them.”

 

Looking at the new, now transformed Laura in the mirror the refection smiled and ran its hands and finger tips all over its self and the smile grew wider and the lips produced moans of pleasure unlike any they had ever produced before.

 

The door to apartment 102 opened and a woman and a man entered and quickly closed the door behind them. The woman was tall, with long blond hair tied back and she was dressed in a long black leather coat that was unbuttoned and swirled around her body like the wings of a bat. Underneath it she was wearing a black leather pencil skirt and a white satin blouse. Her companion wore a black suit with a plain white shirt, black silk tie and he was carrying a black leather case.

 

“Where is she?” He asked.

 

“In the bedroom,” She laughed, “Where else do you think she would be?”
“Some of them do end up elsewhere.”

 

She laughed again as she said, “Not many do, anyway she rang me from the bedroom and that is where she will still be.”

 

They walked across the living room and entered the bedroom and sure enough Laura was sitting on the edge of the bed, her face grinning blankly reflecting the extreme state of ecstasy she was experiencing.

 

He walked over to her and ran his right hand across her body and she did not react other than to moan very faintly. He smiled and rubbed the back of his hand over her breasts and nipples. He felt them harden slightly and he pushes his knuckles into the raised flesh hard. Laura moaned again, a low throaty moan.

 

“Sensitivity levels are already well above norm, at this stage in the process.”
Susan walked over to the bed and bent down and blew gently across Laura’s right cheek and listened as she moaned again, before cupping her breasts and squeezing and looking into Laura’s face Susan kissed her just as she moaned again.

 

“All she needs is some make up and if we let her hair grow a bit; we have a real beauty here and I think she will be an excellent kisser as well.” Susan stood upright and smiling, turned to face John, “Get it out of the case and let’s get Laura a bit further down the road.”

 

John flipped the lid open on the case and pulled a black shiny rubber and leather double dildo harness out, which he turned round in his hands with a wide grin on his face that widened to a smile as he noted the look on Susan’s.

 

“You enjoy your work way too much John.” She said with a half scowl.

 

“Indeed I do, indeed I do, but don’t tell me you don’t?”

 

On the inside of the case’s top as he closed it, written there in deep silver letters the words…

‘Transformed Satin Slave Rentals’

 


**The End.**


This is a work of erotic fiction and any similarity to persons living, dead, or similar situations is entirely coincidental.

 

Copyright belongs to the author who is the originator and writer of the story 'The Flat' No unauthorised copying or quoting is permitted without written prior permission. Failure to gain such permission will result in legal action.

 

Copyright DrT 2012

1 week ago. Mon 13 Nov 2017 11:12:36 AM IST

Security 

 

So I did a search this morning and Google has me searchable for here, that didn't take long. 

I think this makes what I wanted to do here a little too out in the open as it currently stands so I will be deleting all my content later today and re posting but in away to make it safer - I hope. 

 

To those with face photos, life details out in the open, you are brave because having your real life identity linked to kink could cause you all kinds of problems, in the vanilla world. 

 

DocTesla 2017

1 week ago. Sun 12 Nov 2017 09:21:11 PM IST

 After Hours

 

The table top was cool under her body. She felt it slowly creeping into her abdomen and breasts, her nipples already reacting to the cold surface. They were hard and erect, straining against the inside of the smooth satin fabric of her blouse. The weight of her body was flattening her breasts and pushing the hard points of her nipple flesh firmly against the hard surface of the table. She pulled again on the ropes he had tied her to the desk with but alas there was no give in them, if anything all she had managed to do was tighten their grip on her wrists and ankles.

 

Trying to relax she took a few deep breaths and resigned herself to spending an indeterminate amount of time in this vulnerable state, her skirt up, red satin panties on the ground, her left leg still in the leg hole but prevented from coming of due to the rope tied round her ankle. She was keenly aware of the semen drying on her bum cheeks and she thought surely in the crack of her ass too. She had felt some running down into there after he had pulled out of her pussy and had sprayed the milky while fluid all over her ass. Despite the degrading position she was in and her growing concern at what might happen next she still felt excited and turned on by what had and what might be still to come.

 

‘At least he closed the door after he finished with me’ she thought.

 

Having been blindfolded by a black satin sash before he had started - to punish her - and thus robbed of sight her other senses were working overtime. The coolness of the table and its hard edge pressing into her stomach, the sound of a clock ticking in the office, the embrace of the rope on her wrists and ankles, the distant sound of a hover; somewhere on up the corridor from Sir’s office. Its tone lowering and rising as it was pushed back and forward; sucking up dirt. These sounds and the sound of her own regular breathing were starting to lull her into a state of deep relaxation, until she suddenly recalled his parting words as he had left her.

 

‘He had mentioned the cleaners’, she suddenly thought.

 

“Shit, the cleaners are coming!”

 

With renewed interest she tried to focus on the sounds out in the hall that ran the length of the offices on this and every floor above and below in the TBH building, connecting them and down which the cleaners would work their way, slowly and methodically until they eventually arrived at this office, where she was tied to his table.

 

She pulled at the ropes again than secured her to its top, her arms stretched to the left and right top edges. She felt the ropes tighten again, slightly and then the edge of her skirt which had been hiked up round her waist slip down onto the top of her right bum cheek, she winced as its edge just touched the bruise; which must be growing there from the hard smacks he had planted on her bare skin earlier. There was no doubt in her mind that both soft globes flesh were now marked with the spreading black and blue, that bore testimony to her well deserved punishment. She lay still again hoping the skirt would not slip any further, down onto the aching flesh.

 

After what seemed like a very long time in which she had begun to slip into a light sleep, the sudden sound of a door closing close by dragged her back to full consciousness. There were now at least two people in the room with her. Straining her ears to listen carefully she could hear whispering, while the words were not clear the tone of the whispering was enough to identify the voices as being female.

 

Thinking her rescue was at hand she decided to speak.

 

“Please untie these” as she said that she wiggled her wrists and legs. After doing this she knew it had been a mistake as the edge of her skirt slipped down more, now rubbing both bruised areas of her bum. She gasped! The sudden expression of pain was greeted by giggling.

 

“Please” her voice wavering slightly.

 

No longer whispering, the voices while definitely female were not speaking English. What they were saying was a mystery but the sudden close presence of two bodies directly behind her indicated some intent other than freeing her.

 

A hoover was switched on and the noise filled the room. ‘Why are they cleaning and not freeing me?’ The question dropped from her mind, when the first soft hand touched her right bum cheek, the shock of this touch nearly making her jump as the fingers delicately traced the outline of her warm flesh. The hand moved slowly round her bum and then down towards her sex. Trying to wiggle her backside in protest knowing that speaking might be useless as a form of protest she felt her skirt drop lower and now rest fully on her sore ass. She groaned at this new pain and the hand that was moving between her legs now.

 

Suddenly a new pair of hands was moving across her back and round to the front of her blouse. These obviously female hands began to caress her breasts and despite them being pressed against the table top, push under to nip and tease her hard nipples. A soft mouth kissed her ear lobe and she felt the tip of a tongue push into and trace the outline of her ear. One hand broke off from caressing to grab her hair and yank her back up from the table top as far as her bound wrists would allow. A sensuous, soft mouth kissed hers and a tongue, that only seconds before had been tracing the outline of her ear, now pushed into her mouth. The kiss had force and her tongue was pulled out slightly, caught between the lips of the mysterious woman as she began to pull on her tongue.

 

Behind her, the other woman cleaner, was working away at her wet pussy pushing her fingers in and out and stroking her clit at the same time. She felt that woman’s mouth kissing her bum, first the right cheek then the left. In and out the finger went and up and up and down the stroking of her clitoris continued. Moaning she felt the stirrings of an orgasm deep within her body. Her mind was reeling at the sensations these two women were creating within her and moments away from orgasm she felt something hard touch the lips of her soaking vagina.

 

‘A dildo of some sort’ she though with a loud moan as it slid deep into her.

 

“Please don’t” she said half moaning as it pushed in and out of her, with varied speed.

 

Writhing against her bonds and pulling on them as the pleasure within her rose to envelope her like a wave. Then the thrusting in and out of the hard dildo suddenly halted. Something new had replaced it and it was not cold rubber but living hard flesh. She was being fucked now by a hard erect cock, any thoughts of how another person had entered the room was lost in the changed pleasure this new sensation was producing in her. As she moaned loudly, the hard thrusting in and out of her and the hands of the two women caressing and pulling at her body began to create a state of near drunken stupor.

 

Her inner self began to spin in a warm velvety darkness of pleasure as she found herself being taken by one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever experienced. Feeling the cock within her hardening she sensed the man’s own climax just before he came in her.

 

The man’s body fell against her back as he thrust a few more times in her before pulling out. The two women giggling left the room opening and closing the door. Feeling her mind coming back to her she could hear the slight panting of the man who had just fucked her getting his breath back. She heard a zip being pulled up and then two hands at the back of her head undoing the knots in the blindfold, blinking as she got used to the light a strong calm voice spoke to her.

 

“You can go home now. Your work for the day is done. I will see you bright and early tomorrow for a new days labours” with the last word a slight chuckle.


She didn’t need to look round to know it had been her Sir fucking her but who had the two women been, cleaners other TBH secretaries? Knowing better than to ask she felt some relief as Sir undid the ropes that bound her but also she was feeling acute disappointment that her ordeal was now over.

 

‘I want this again’ she thought as she stood up smoothing her blouse down and watching her Sir kneeling as he undid the knots round her right ankle.

 

“Sir” she paused before continuing, looking down into the piercing blue eyes looking up at her” I would like this again, please?”

 

Her only answer was a broad toothy smile, before he returned to releasing her right ankle.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

This is a work of erotic fiction and any similarity to persons living, dead or similar situations is entirely coincidental.

 

Copyright belongs to the author who is the originator and writer of the story 'After Hours' No unauthorised copying or quoting is permitted without written prior permission. Failure to gain such permission will result in legal action.

 

Copyright DocTesla  2011

1 week ago. Sun 12 Nov 2017 09:17:58 PM IST

 The Induction 

 

 

Standing in the reception area of Turnings, Bond and Heart, Terri Carter felt quite small and insignificant. The ebb and flow of corporate life swept round her like she did not exist. Beautiful women and uncommonly hansom men, in very formal and uniform clothing, went about their daily tasks totally oblivious to the presence of the slightly nervous, new employee.

 

Terri had, or so she had thought, bought the best quality trouser suit she could find and afford but sitting in the opulent surroundings, she felt dowdy and underdressed. The quality of office wear was exceptional and looking especially at the women, who so far seemed to outnumber the male staff, their look was somewhat out of step with current corporate thinking on office wear; as every woman who had passed her so far was wearing a skirt.

 

Terri had worked for a number of large businesses over the last few years and the trouser suit was now very much the armour women in business wore, regardless of age but not at TBH, or so it seemed.

 

The unmistakeable sound of high heels, clicking on the granite floor, approached Terri, when the sound stopped suddenly before her it snapped her out of her musings on corporate fashions. She looked up to see a beautiful blonde haired women standing before her on what Terri thought were impossibly high heeled black patent leather court shoes. For a second Terri could only gaze in amazement at the shoes. The height of the stiletto heel was at least 4 inches high, she thought, but it was the broad ankle strap which both drew and held her attention. Not the fact that there was an ankle strap, that was common enough but that the strap was secured with a small silver padlock.

 

Raising her eyes quickly upward Terri took in the image of the woman that stood before her. Like the other women she had seen so far, this one was also dressed in a just above knee height, black satin, tight pencil skirt. A wide black patent leather cincher belt surrounded the waist of the hour glass figure and tucked into the belted high waist skirt was a white satin pussy bow blouse; beneath which a pair of rather full breasts rose and fell. Terri tried not to stare but she could not help herself as she noticed that this woman’s nipples were not only very prominent but were also straining against the satin. As Terri quickly diverted her eyes back upwards, hoping her momentary distraction had not been noticed her eyes became fixed upon full, rich, sensuous lips; which were bright red and smiling.

 

“Nice aren’t they?”The woman said.

 

“ Ummmm.... yes “ Terri stammered, slightly lost for words, not sure what the beautiful woman’s question meant. Terri felt her checks flush as she felt embarrassed that this woman had noticed her earlier distraction but the question was which distraction?

 

“Good, I am glad you like the shoes as they are part of the TBH uniform” looking down at Teri’s feet, she smiled and added “You will definitely look great in a pair”

 

The woman extended her right hand, Terri took it and the grasp was firm but friendly.

 

“My name is Susan, you are Terri Carter” this was expressed more as a statement rather than as question.

 

“Yes” Terri said smiling.

 

“Good, please come with me.”

 

Not waiting for a reply from Terri she turned and headed across the reception area and through a pair of large double doors: Terri followed.


On the other side was a long corridor, with numerous single doors on either side; all closed. Unlike other places Terri had worked in before there was no art adorning the bare walls.

 

She was surprised by this omission, as most successful companies like to show their power and prestige of by displaying the artworks of the famous and up and coming talented artists around their offices and boardrooms.


Susan stopped in front of a door and knocked. She waited until a woman’s voice loudly said.

 

“Enter”

 

Susan turned to Terri and said “Follow me, a few steps behind and only speak when you are spoken to”

 

Terri standing just to Susan’s right looked puzzled but nodded her head that she understood.

 

Entering the office with Terri a few feet behind, Susan approached the large desk that dominated the room. Sitting behind it studying a large computer screen a very striking woman in her late forties sat. She had piercing blue eyes and long raven black hair. For just a second or two Terri thought she heard, a low muffled cry come from somewhere in the room, possibly from the direction of the computer screen. However the sound suddenly stopped.

 

“So Susan this is the new girl?”

 

“Yes Madame”

 

The woman typed a bit and seemed to be studying something on the computer screen.

 

“Ummmm, Terri Carter” she paused and smiled looking directly at Terri “She seems promising”

 

Terri, not sure if she was being spoken to or not did not reply.

 

“Well, are you promising or not?”

 

Wanting to be positive Terri replied with a firm voice “Yes”

 

“We shall see “

 

“When addressing me you will use Madame and with the senior males Sir, at all times. Do you understand?”

 

“Yes Madame” Terri said feeling a bit like she was back in school.

 

The woman behind the desk stood up and moved to the front of the desk. She was wearing similar clothes to Susan except her blouse was black and had frills around the neck and down the front. It was held closed by small silver buttons. On her feet shoes similar to Susan’s but there were no padlocks.

 

She studied Terri for what seemed like quiet awhile silently. Terri grew increasingly uncomfortable with the steely blue gaze that she felt was undressing her, layer by layer.

 

“You will be working for one of the senior partners. Mr Bond, Ms Carter. He is a hard task master but a fair one. Please him and you could go far. You will be starting as a junior secretary.”

 

A look of mild disappointment passed over Terri’s face.

 

“All new girls start here as junior secretaries Ms Carter, regardless of previous experience or qualifications......surely that was explained to you during your interview.”

 

“Ummmm yes Madame”

 

“Either it was or it wasn’t. Which is it?”

 

“There was so much happened during the evaluation days.....Madame. I had hoped for a higher position once here.”

 

“Ms Carter the rest of the world may be inexact and not mean what they say, but at TBH we are precise” she paused for effect “We expect the same from our staff too. Precision, diligence, exactness and discipline are the very life blood of the company”

 

“I will do my best Madame”

 

“Yes you will and the Inductance Procedure will insure that you do”

 

Terri tried to suppress a look of concern but it had been seen.

 

“Yes Ms Carter you remember the testing procedures that you undertook during the course of your interview?”

 

“Yes Madame”

 

“The Inductance Procedure uses similar technology to those devices used during parts of your interview. The Procedure allows fast training and gets staff into the swing of things quickly” she smiled as the last few words squeezed past her blood red lips.

 

“Susan take Terri to the changing rooms where a uniform is ready for her and then to Suite 42, for her Inductance”

 

“Yes Madame Heart”

 

Terri followed Susan out of the room and down the corridor which led further into the bowls of the building. Susan stopped before a set of double doors.

 

“This is the female staff changing rooms. Inside you will find a locker with your name on it and a letter with exact instructions which you must follow to the letter” as Susan said that her face took on a look of seriousness. “It is important Terri that you do follow the instructions as carefully as you can. Failure to do so will....” Susan paused for effect “carry certain repercussions for you but more so for me.”

 

Terri looked concerned “What do you mean Susan?”

 

“Just follow the instructions and there will be no problem. I will be back in twenty minutes. That should give you plenty of time to change”


Susan turned round and left.

 

Terri entered the large room and after seeing that the lockers were arranged alphabetically and Terri soon stood in front of one that had her name on it. The brass plate was bright and her name was engraved deep into it. She resisted the temptation to trace her index finger round the letters.

 

The lockers were all made of some kind of heavily grained dark wood which were highly polished and in fact really looked more like wardrobes. Terri opened the double doors and a light came on within. A long rectangular mirror to the right side and to the left clothing hung in sealed bags similar to those you get dry cleaning back in. Terri saw an envelope with her name on it and she quickly opened and read it. After scanning it several times she now understood that she was to make sure that all her new clothes were straight and sat correctly on her body and in particular the seams on her stockings should be ruler straight up the middle of the back of her legs. As she read that bit she found herself a bit shocked that in this day and age she should have to wear stockings as part of a work uniform and in particular seamed ones.

 

As she took her shoes off and stood in her bare feet she was thankful that the floor in the changing room was a thick red wool carpet and not cold granite as the floors were outside the room. She quickly stripped down to her underwear, white cotton pants and a buff T shirt bra. After hanging her clothes up she slid a drawer open and pulled out the underwear she was to wear as part of her uniform. The semi opaque bag it was in hardly hid the fact that it was considerably more up market than her own and very much more racy.


As she opened a bag which contained black shiny tango panties she gasped as she pulled them up and looked at them. They felt incredible in her hands, smooth, soft and very slippery. She had never felt anything like them before.

 

“These must cost a fortune” she said under her breath.

 

Taking a look round to make sure she was alone she removed her own pants and slid the new ones up her legs. They felt incredible as they slid into place, a perfect fit, in fact almost to perfect a fit as she could just see the outline of her sex beneath the material. Opening the next bag she pulled out a basque that was ribbed and in many ways was more like a corset than any basque she had seen before. It was made of the same material as the pants and sealed at the front with silver clasps, six suspenders, with silver metal work hung from its bottom. Terri removed her bra and put the basque on. It fitted her like a glove, pushing her breasts upwards and giving her a wonderful cleavage.

 

Next she worked a pair of sheer silk barely black, lace topped stockings up her legs and using the mirror made sure the seams that ran up the back of them were straight. After attaching the suspenders to the stocking tops she paused to look at herself in the mirror. She let the breath out of her pursed lips slowly in shock at the image that looked back at her in the mirror. She looked amazing and hotter than she had ever done before in her life. She felt excitement rising within her and just for a moment regretted that no one could see how she looked standing here before the mirror.

 

Next she slid out of its bag a beautiful white satin, high necked pussy bow blouse, which she slipped on and buttoned up. Her breasts rose and fell under the tight material in a very provocative way. After tying the bow in a manner similar to the way Susan’s had been tied, Terri next put on the black satin pencil skirt that had been hanging just behind the blouse. It fitted her like a second skin, tight in all the right places. She turned to look at herself again in the mirror and gasped, who was the beautiful, sensual woman staring back? Never before had she ever worn anything like this and despite her earlier reservations she could not help feeling she was both beautiful and incredibly sexy dressed this way.

 

A wide patent leather belt hung on its own hanger and a moment after lifting it down it sat snugly round Terri’s waste, the silver buckle positioned squarely in the middle of Terri’s stomach. Looking around the wardrobe Terri could not see any shoes.

 

“You look wonderful” Susan said now standing near to Terri, a black box held in her hand.

 

Not having heard Susan come in Terri felt slightly uncomfortable. How long had Susan been standing there?

 

To hide her discomfort Terri spoke quickly “There are no shoes”

 

Kneeling quickly before Terri, Susan opened the box which contained a pair of shoes exactly like those Susan was wearing. She slipped them on and buckled the wide ankle strap first on the right leg then on the left.

 

“Do I not get little padlocks on my shoes”? Terri had not meant her voice to be anything other than neutral while asking the question but to her surprise as the words left her mouth the tone was more like one of disappointment.

 

Standing up just as quickly as she had knelt down Susan said “Yes later.....now turn around let me look at you.” After an examination of how Terri was dressed Susan smiled.

 

“Your seams are very straight. You are a natural at putting stocking on right.”
“It’s a fluke, I have never worn stocking before.”

 

“Never” Susan looked both surprised and shocked. “Ummmm, well you appear to have a natural aptitude for it”

 

“No. I don’t think I do”

 

“Well you will be wearing them every day from now on” a broad smile formed on Susan’s lips, pausing for a few moments Susan continued “I am sure you will pass a uniform inspection, so we better get you to your Induction procedure.”

 

As Susan spoke those words for just a moment Terri felt fear. During the interview she had been hooked up to various high-tech items, not that unusual she had though, as many firms involved in military and highly sensitive work required bio-metric testing and even a lie detector test but the equipment used on Terri had been unlike any she had seen before; not that she was any kind of expert in such matters.

 

Possibly seeing the look of concern pass across Terri’s face Susan took her right arm and gave it a gentle squeeze and smiled “It’s no big deal Terri. It’s only a little bit more complicated than the tests you took during your interview and when it’s finished you will be read to start work right away.” Smiling broadly she laughed “It beats sitting studying for hours. There are more fun things to do with your time”

 

“I don’t get the impression anyone has much in the way of fun round here”
Susan only answered Terri with a smile.

 

After a short walk down another featureless corridor Susan stopped before a plain door. She knocked loudly and after opening it indicated for Terri to go in. The inside of the room was dominated by various types of equipment that Terri had not seen the like of before and sitting in the centre of the room was a large red leather padded chair, a bit like the type some beauty salons or dental practices used. Standing at the head of the chair a beautiful raven haired woman in a white lab coat stood making adjustments to something under the back of the chair. Two other women, also in bright white lab coats were also working on equipment in the room. As one of them turned Terri thought she recognised her from her interview.

 

A door on the far wall opened and a red haired woman entered the room. On seeing Susan and Terri she walked towards them smiling and extending her right hand to Terri.

 

“I am Dr Lesson and I will be conducting your Induction”

 

Terri took Dr Lessons extended hand after a moment’s pause and the grip was firm but friendly.

 

“No doubt you are a bit nervous” not waiting for Terri to reply Dr Lesson continued “well there is nothing to be nervous about Ms Carter, this is a very simple procedure and when we have completed it....well you will feel refreshed and ready to go”

 

One of the other women approached Dr Lesson and handed her a clip board. Dr Lesson read for a few moments flicked a page and then looked at Terri. “Would you sign this consent form please” Dr Lesson handed the clipboard to Terri and then a silver pen which she removed from the top pocket in her lab coat.

 

Terri read the form and then signed it. After handing it back to Dr Lesson who then passed to the lab assistant who had brought it, she indicated with her right hand that Terri should sit in the chair. Terri walked over to the chair and climbed onto it. As she lay back she could see that the ceiling directly over the chair was mirrored.

 

“Now if you would mind taking a little sip of this it will help relax you”


Dr Lesson proffered a small grey plastic glass to Terri who took it and starred into it with great suspicion on her face. The clear fluid within looked like water.


“It contains a very mild sedative Ms Carter. It will help you relax and that will help during the procedure.”

 

“What exactly are you going to do to me Dr Lesson” Terri asked looking nervously at the glasses contents and then back to Dr Lesson.

 

“Call me Ruby, Ms Carter” a broad friendly smile on her face.


Terri returned the smile.

 

“Well Terri one of the areas that this company is involved in, through a subsidiary company is rapid learning through electronic means. Too much time is wasted in using conventional learning programs and we have devised a procedure which allows direct data transfer into the mind. Its quick painless and unlike conventional learning the data transferred via this system is permanent.”

 

“You don’t forget what you have learnt?”Terri said.

 

“No Terri, you don’t forget. All the regular employees at TBH have benefitted from the Induction Procedure bar the company founders and those who run the company” Ruby paused for a second before continuing “Susan here has been through it”

 

Susan smiled and approached the chair taking Terri’s hand in hers and giving it a friendly, reassuring stroke and saying with passion “It’s wonderful Terri”

 

Dr Lesson began speaking again “One of the tests done during your assessment interview showed that you had particular abilities and attributes that would benefit TBH and that your mind would adapt quickly to the benefits of the Procedure. Put simply Terri once you have received your training you will rapidly take the information and skills learnt plus your own innate abilities combine them and the end result will be” she paused for effect “Quite amazing!”

 

Terri thought for a moment, while the idea of having her mind messed with was not high on her to experience list, the tests conducted during the interview had caused her no harm and the benefits of the job, were to say the least very good. Being out of work for the past four months was also a pretty good reason to proceed.

 

“Ok doc let’s get on with it” she said trying to sound braver than she actual felt.
Terri put the glass to her lips and took a drink of the fluid. It was sweet and very pleasant. After handing the glass back to Dr Lesson, Terri began to feel pleasant warmth spread outwards from deep within her body, down her arms, legs and into her head.

 

“You should be feeling nice and relaxed about now Ms Carter; the relaxer works very quickly”

Terri smiled dreamily at Dr Lesson.

 

“Ok Susan you can go now” Dr Lesson said turning to Susan.

 

Susan looked up at ceiling for a moment checking to see if the cameras were active, seeing they were not. She spoke at a low level “Ohh Madame Heart had said I could stay, watch and ummmm help out” Susan looked downwards, her checks flushing slightly “I like Terri”

 

Also replying in a low voice Dr Lesson replied “Like! Not the sort of word one of Madame Hearts subsecs should use” a smirk formed on Dr Lesson's mouth “What you mean to say is you want to finger her, to fuck her.”

 

“Yes Dr” Susan said her head downcast again.

 

“Very well Susan, Madame Heart said you have been extra special recently and she is offering the newbie as a present to you. She also wants you to rob Mr Bond of the Terri’s first experience.”

 

Terri felt wonderful, very relaxed and very willing. As she sat on the chair she was only vaguely aware of that Susan and Dr Lesson were talking. She was glad that Susan was still in the room.

Dr Lesson moved to the side of the chair “Now don’t be alarmed Terri we need to make sure you can’t move while you undergo your Induction. We need to secure your legs, arms and head.”

Terri smiled up at Dr Lesson and the thought of being secured to the chair, which should have bothered her, didn’t. In fact as she lay there watching the Dr fit a soft leather cuff round her left wrist, tighten it and then do the right wrist. Terri felt oddly comforted and strangely slightly turned on by this activity. She felt her skirt being pushed up slightly as her legs were secured to cuffs at the edges of the left and right side of the chair. She dreamily wondered why she had not noticed them earlier.

 

The raven haired woman who had been standing behind the chair began to place a cradle round Terri’s head and over her face. It was made from soft leather and as it was tightened it pulled Terri’s head into the back of the chair, until she could not move her head in any direction. The state of relaxation she was in meant she was feeling no fear and just accepted the restriction in head movement.

 

Dr Lesson pushed a few buttons on a nearby computer and the chair began to alter its shape slightly. The lower portion where Terri’s legs were secured began to move apart and as it did so it slowly spread her legs. One of the Dr’s assistants pushed Terri’s skirt further up her legs, until her black satin pants could be clearly seen. An armature rose from under the chair, between her parted legs and its end began to open up like a flower; the petals made from a soft rubbery material. As it continued to open up a rod pushed forward from the centre.

 

Dr Lesson gestured to the raven haired woman who pushing a button at the back of the chair, she then lent over Terri’s head and watched as a number of thin rods extended from the back of the headrest until they made contact with Terri’s head. Satisfied they were in the correct position the woman walked across to a chair, sat down on it and began to type on a keypad.

 

Terri felt wonderful as she began to feel a new sensation of warmth in her head, the warmth seemed to spread into her mind and she felt like her thoughts drifting and losing focus. Beautiful swirling colours and lights pulsed within her mind and these slowly took on shapes and forms.

 

She saw herself standing naked on a beach, a gentle wind blowing round her body, her skin responding to the touch of the warm breeze. The sunlight was bright and the sky a deep rich blue, she felt the warmth of the sun flowing all over her and into her. Terri felt safe and happy. As she looked down at her body she saw soft patent leather black cuffs appear on her wrists and ankles and thin delicate silver chains flow like water from her ankle cuffs to the soft sand below and from her wrists up into the blue. She felt her body stretch and her mind accepted the comfort and safety of the gentle tension. From the sand below a fountain of pale blue, warm water erupted upwards and then gently swept over the front of her body. She felt it enter her sex and flow round her breasts, then into her mouth and mind.

 

As this happened in her head the armature began moving again and the rubber petals reached out for the area between her legs. It slid forward further and enveloped her, the central rod pushing her pants aside and then into her moistening vagina.

 

Terri began to drift on a sea of gentle, sensual feelings, as the water became soft silk which began to spread all over her body. She felt the rod within her expand slowly and then move gently back and forth. She felt her body responding to the vaginal stimulus and her nipples began to harden. She gasped and moaned as the physical stimulus grew. Her body was now wrapped in blue silk which tightened around her. Ever part of her body felt like it was on fire, as the heat of her passion grew.

 

Stretched out now on a bed of blue silk, Terri writhed and moaned, still stretched out by the chains attached to her wrists and ankles. She felt herself rising towards an orgasm, the likes of which she had never experienced before. Between her legs appeared women, then men, both naked and dressed in leather, PVC and silk. These twisting morphing wraiths, pleasuring her by using lapping tongues, firm hard cocks, both flesh and rubber.

 

As the waves of pleasure within her continued to grow, massive amounts of information flowed into her brain. She was being trained in the arts of obedience and the giving and receiving of all manners of pleasures and pain; all her hidden desires were being unlocked within her.

 

Dr Lesson smiled as she watched Terri’s semi-conscious form secured to the chair. According to the computers controlling her Induction she was responding not only as well as the tests during her interview had indicated she would but in reality she was doing even better than that. Madame Heart had been correct Teri Carter was going to be very special indeed. According to the readings on the screens she was going to be both submissive and Dominant, so all the kinks of the partners would be catered for by this young woman.

 

All manner of images and scenes played in Terri’s mind and she loved each one. As one faded into another she felt sadness that she could not control them, slow them down and play out the explicit tableaus that swept her along on wave after wave of sensation, both pleasurable and painful. She enjoyed being penetrated, penetrating others and the sting on her skin of various types of implements of punishment. She was wiped, flogged, slapped, pinched, nipped, each and every stripe carried its own type of pleasure. She was bound in silk, ropes, leather, chains, gagged and hooded. Encased in rubber and used as a doll would. Terri Carter needed to be used, to please and serve.

 

“Ok she’s coming to a peak now” Dr Lesson said addressing her assistants.


On the red chair Terri was shaking from the orgasm that was ripping through her body and mind. She pulled on the restraints and the moans of pleasure that escaped from her mouth were almost like those of some wild animal.

 

Moving over to the chair Dr Lesson’s assistants undid the head, arm and leg restraints. Dr Lesson stroked Terri’s face tenderly as she opened her eyes.


“We are all finished now my dear. You are ready now to start work”

 

Terri looked up into Dr Lesson’s face and smiled. The smile was sweet but also had the slightest hint of mischief in it. Ruby Lesson recognised the smile. It contained the beginnings of awareness and change. The old Terri Carter was gone and only the new one sat there, a new creation born out of pleasure, pain, perversion and technology.

 

Looking down at the sweat soaked clothing Dr Lesson wondered what the point of having the girls dressed up was, as they always needed to change after Induction. She turned and looked up at the cameras and knew that the partners had been watching the final part of the process. Little red lights that had been off earlier were now on. They wanted the girls dressed as they would be normally for their life in the company and as Ruby thought about it asking them to undress before the Induction Process would probably make things harder and anyway the partners always got what they wanted.

 

Dr Lesson looked over at Susan and nodded to the girl. “Ok Susan you can take Terri to get changed and have her makeup and hair done”


Helping Terri off the chair Susan had a big grin on her face as she led Terri to the door.

 

“We are going to have such fun Terri”

 

“Indeed we are” Terri said a fully mischievous smile forming on her lips.

 

‘Indeed we are’ she thought as she pictured Susan impaled on the end of a huge strap-on dildo and a riding crop in her hand.

 

To Be Continued

 

This is a work of erotic fiction and any similarity to persons living, dead or similar situations is entirely coincidental.

 

Copyright belongs to the author who is the originator and writer of the story THE INDUCTION. No unauthorised copying or quoting is permitted without written prior permission. Failure to gain such permission will result in legal action.

 

Copyright DocTesla 2011

1 week ago. Fri 10 Nov 2017 02:18:20 PM IST

Keeping Safe - Suggestions For New submissives/slaves and Dominants

 

 

Diclaimer - This article reflects my particular thoughts and experiences and should be read in that light. Others thoughts and experiences will vary/differ - their mileage has varried. Their thoughts and experiences are also valid. 

 

I wrote this at a particular time in my life/journey and having re read it I think it is still relevant today, though I could perhaps make a better job of writting it today. I hope this is of help, some value is found in it, but more importantly it keeps folks safe. 

 

Some aspects of the article are UK centric. 

 

DocTesla 2017

 

Introduction

 

I originally wrote this a few years ago (then withdrew it shortly after publication) and as a lot of water both good and bad have flowed under the proverbial bridge since originally writing it (over two years ago) I thought that the long promised revision should happen now.

 

Some will accuse this writing as being some kind of 'One True Way' manifesto and that isn't my intention. What I hope this will be seen as, is simply an introductory guide to keeping safe based on my own personal thoughts, observations and experiences. In saying such this is to a lesser or greater degree, depending on ones own view point influenced by the glasses I see things through and as such in places will be to a degree biased towards that but I hope this is a bias that is to the positive of the community not the negative.

 

I will concede, and the reader should keep this in mind, that others (as they say in America) mileage may well have varied, as they have charted the kink ocean and their views and thoughts may be different. So in that light, take what is useful here to you and discard anything that isn't, but I would ask before dismissing anything, have a good hard think about it first.

 

My personal motivation for saying what I say here, and at other times and places on Fetlife, also in person, has always been as a result of an outworking of my deep concern for the safety and well being of the community, and a desire that all folks both new and more seasoned can explore their sexuality in a safe, sane and fully consensual way (1), with the minimum of issues.

 

DocTesla  2015

 

Exploring the Wide, Deep Ocean Safely

 

So you are a brand new shiny, sub or dominant, full of long repressed ideas, desires and you to a greater or lesser degree know you are kinky and want to find out more about yourself and you have arrived here on Fetlife (or other similar sites) via a Google search (or personal recommendation) either by accident or by intent and you are wondering - 'What next', before you embark on your virtual and then possibly real life adventures.

 

Well over the time I have been a member of Fetlife - and involved in real life activity (2) - I have read many folks describe Fetlife and the kink lifestyle in general as a sort of massive sweetie shop, but I for one think the better analogy is to think of the ‘lifestyle’ as being best represented by an ocean.

 

Why say that? Well put simply there is much in the lifestyle that is incredibly beautiful, much to tantalise, and thrill as there is with an ocean but there are also very real dangers both obvious and hidden and these can lurk both on the surface in plain sight, in the shallows as well as the murky depths, waiting to catch the naïve/inexperienced new submissive and dominant out; even at times the more seasoned and very experienced.

 

It is my earnest sincere hope that this guide will help both the new submissive and dominant to be both aware of these dangers and to hopefully avoid them.

 

Paddling

 

So imagine yourself standing on the shore of an ocean, its waters both attractive but also unknown, would you just launch yourself into it without first checking out where the dangerous currents are, the hidden perils, the threats to your safety? I hope your answer is no because despite the water looking so pretty with the sun shining on its gently rippling surface, the gentle sound of lapping water along the edge of the golden sandy beach upon which you virtually stand, the water ever so seductively beautiful and that beauty and calm potentially lulling you into a state of complacency that this body of water, just because you stand near or in the shallows is safe – when it isn't.

 

And so it is with the ocean of BDSM, Fetish activity, yes it holds great joy and beauty but mistreat, misunderstand or take it for granted and it can hurt you or even kill you. Extreme words I know but the ‘lifestyle’ can indeed bite very badly and even at times fatally if participants ever forget we all dance on the edge of an active volcano.

 

There will be those who will say the above paints way too negative a picture, but my view and that of many, is that most, if not all BDSM/fetish activity is potentially dangerous both to the practitioners mental and physically well being, even unto death. I know you may read that last part of the preceding sentence and think no one has ever died from this sort of activity, but sadly the stark truth is yes they have (https://fetlife.com/groups/1490/group_posts/2561789… and those who died are not always newbies but sometimes seasoned experts who let their focus wander and that inattention turned right round and bit them fatally. To my mind ‘what it is we do’ should be best thought of as a type of extreme sport – not some sort of fluffy add on to sex - where knowledge, practice, sobriety (3) and extreme care should always be foremost even before any activity ever occurs.

 

Hard words but I believe them to be true and foundational in keeping what it is we do and you hope to do safe. Always keep in mind this is a very dangerous set of activities and that thought will serve you well as a foundation to keep you safe.

 

However not all the dangers come from misuse of tools, equipment or the activity itself, but sadly also from some of the people who are also walking along the shore line with you - that you may approach or might approach you to play - or who are already swimming in the ocean, and some of those in the water are monsters who have nothing but their own agendas foremost in their minds and your safety and well-being is a concern they may well - on the surface - pay lip-service to, say in public, but in private reality they don’t care a jot for you as long as they get what they want and in some cases at any cost.

 

If you take the time to poke about Fetlife, keep open ears about the international scene, as well as local, you will hear and read horror stories of all manner of consent violations, rapes, damage to limbs, and cases of less visible damage that effect/screw up someone’s mental and emotional well being. First-hand accounts of those who pay no heed to safe words, those who play hard and extreme and who will override your hard limits are rife on Fetlife (also to be found in the real world) and while some of these reported incidents might be as a result of baseless rumours, more often than not there is a great deal of truth in what is being said. Please don't ever assume the problems are in others backyards because I can assure you they are in your locale too.

 

Sadly and if it wasn't possible to get more horrific (though rarer) there are other monstrous creatures swimming in the ocean, among the other types of abusers, consent violators and general predators aforementioned, and these types may well be motivated to try and get close to you only to get close to your children. Sadly some of these types are hiding under the ‘Its only fantasy’ mantra of deception seeking to disguise their true intentions and one of my moral lines in the sand include that I do not believe there is any safe area for thoughts about children. Anyone who has such thoughts needs help before they act on them and if they do, they should be locked away with no hope of parole ever. If that makes me judgemental then so be it.

 

I realise my words above will be very concerning to you and one of the more difficult things initially when new, and even once you have some time served, is to discover (sometimes even over time) peoples intentions for being in the 'lifestyle', their motivations and while many have pure motivation, and the irony of that word isn't lost on me in referring to kink, many are here only to get what they want desire at others expense and cost and as quickly as possible. I think it fair to say that many of these types don't view fellow kinksters as human beings with all that entails but simply and end to a means. (4)

 

In recent times my personal home feed on Fetlife has been full of nothing but this type of thing and truth be told it has seriously begun to eat away at my desire to remain on Fetlife and in some ways even stay active in the scene, and its only the fact that I care deeply, one might say passionately about wanting a better, safer scene that keeps me here - what motivates me - but at times what one reads about becomes almost too much to bear as people have been very badly hurt.

 

Not all incidents are as the result of premeditated nastiness but as a result of: accidents, lack of communication, misunderstandings, lack of experience, lack of frank honesty, lack of practice, doing too much too soon before they are ready – skills wise, or are not emotionally mature enough to handle the scene never mind the activity in it, and often many abandon or seem to abandon common-sense when entering the lifestyle; they throw caution to the wind, get caught up in some sort of mills and boons BDSM romance delusion or become so addicted early on to the endorphins many activities create, that they throw all sense out the window and age is no indication they won’t and while some have no major mishaps sadly some do.

 

Sadly all of this I have come across in the four years I have been active in the lifestyle but despite the nasty things lurking in the waters there is also great beauty, joy, fun and potential fulfilment if one is careful, patient and you keep yourself grounded in basic principles and rules for staying safe, plus maintain real world common sense.

 

So standing on the shore, looking at the pretty water, and it is so pretty, so alluring, it calls to you "go on jump in" but that is the last thing you should ever do in my opinion.

 

Beginnings – A few suggestions

 

So I see you standing pouting new sub or scowling new dominant and the question I hope in your mind is what should I do? Rather than you be muttering,” you killjoy.” Well the main thing I would say is take your time to explore and learn as much as you can about the history and origins of BDSM/fetish activity, the history, the culture, the protocols, rules, dangers, tools (5) to get a general sense of what it is that makes up the vast deep, wide ocean.

 

While exploring all of this you will come across things you never knew about or thought about before and even if you roughly know where you hope to go I think you will be surprised at the multiple possibilities that exist within the ocean, and yourself, that never occurred to you before. Keeping a diary of your thoughts, challenges, and research is a great idea as it will I think help you stay grounded on your journey.

 

A number of things you should be made aware of right from the get go and keep foremost in your mind (this applies both to dominants and submissives and in fact anyone getting involved in the lifestyle are the following - again perhaps common sense, but often forgotten in the head long rush to do, sometimes at any cost:

 

Honesty

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honesty

 

This one shouldn't require explanation but without honesty all else crumbles and fails. Honesty is the bedrock upon which all power exchanges are based, all activity is conducted and relationships grow and evolve or are terminated because interests have diverged.

 

For example your activity partner or dominant (more the potential case in a casual party setting or one off scene where in depth discussions hasn’t occurred, though it should always occur before play) asks you are there any health issues that might affect a certain type of situation - say bondage with flogging - and the person to be flogged has their hands secured above their head. Well failing to mention circulation issues that can cause fainting would be a major problem as sudden fainting could result in an injury either as a result of all your weight suddenly going onto the part of your body that you are secured by or the impact tool (flogger) hitting somewhere it shouldn’t, hardly the ideal for a fun scene.

 

In a recent writing I read on another site, a relative newbie confessed to being shocked by the sudden disappearance of their online BDSM contact (I won’t reveal the details) when it came to light that they were in fact not 18. They had for several years misled this person by not revealing their true age. Now the rights and wrongs of how various countries or even websites define what an adult is, should probably be best left to elsewhere and I have no doubt that the person in question may have been mature for their age but certain activities either real or even online are governed by age restrictions and for good reasons. 18 is set as the age limit (though some set it higher 21 or even 25) in order to hopefully create a maturity buffer that when people reach this legal bench mark age that it will have allowed a certain degree of understanding, responsibility and approach to life in general to develop and level off among the various genders – sadly not always the reality.

 

Regardless though it was entirely understandable that that ‘BDSM contact’ should vanish once the true age was revealed. Firstly there are grave punishments in law for underage activity. Secondly there is the question of lack of honesty which completely removed any Informed Consent in the contact. Informed Consent where all the facts and risks are fully known to permit a fully formed choice is foundationally important, a bedrock upon which all activity in the ‘lifestyle’ is based and to have robbed this ‘BDSM contact’ of that is truly a reprehensible action, with potentially serious consequences for all involved.

 

I will be straight here anyone reading this who is not 18 should remove themselves from this site and any and all real life activity until they are 18 and anyone who knows someone who is should ask them to leave or report them – if they don’t leave - to the website or community leaders if they are a member of a real life group. Failure to do so mean’s one is failing in ones responsibility to the community as a whole. This isn’t just a matter for the individual (move beyond self-serving selfish interest) but for all potentially involved as there may well be a wider issue as well. Supposing someone ignorant of the facts engages in activity with this someone under 18, they may well be seen in the eyes of the law as having assaulted a minor – a pretty serious life destroying situation to find one’s self in.

 

Honesty is everything, keep that in mind.

 

Discretion

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discretion

 

Always be sensitive to others sense of privacy and their wanting to be discrete. You may well have no fear about being outed re your interests and activity or you may be already out (among work colleagues, family and friends not unheard of but rare) and proud but many have a life that could be easily destroyed if such a terrible thing were to occur. So keep confidences and personal information private, be careful who you trust with your personal info (never share much on first meetings, in fact some stuff should I think always be kept private) or sharing of that which others entrusted you with. For example: Don’t go running up to someone you know from a local group or munch if out and about in the local supermarket etc. Best ignore them or if you pass them wait to see what they do first – a simple nod might be it or nothing at all – if nothing respect that and do nothing yourself.

 

Discretion doesn’t just apply to the sharing and repeating of information but it does also apply to many things – read the definition again – such as your behaviour in public in both a vanilla and kink setting. You may view what you do and say as being a matter for yourself only but in life we are rarely solitary with various links to people, groups and places, even interlinking activity and quite often actions in one location/situation can have onwards and outwards consequences that could affect the whole community. Be mindful of where and what you do as negative public attention could damage the whole community not just you. With maturity both in the everyday sense of the word and in a lifestyle context comes an understanding of the great risks in any and all public activity and being honest the only safe activity is that done in private – well unless one makes too much noise and the police are called……

 

Of course I respect those who seek to gain equality with other alternative lifestyles, genders and sexuality, to be open and out about their 'lifestyle' but in most countries there are aspects of what it is we do, if not in some locations all of it that are illegal and could well draw the attention of law enforcement agencies and this would not be desirable. So until that day practitioners of the 'lifestyle' have parity and activity is legal then all should be mindful and careful.

 

Honour

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honour

 

Being honourable in the lifestyle is important too for I think obvious reasons but at times, like a lack of ethics, there is also a lack of honour.

 

Communication

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Communication

 

This is vital in all aspects of the lifestyle and in particular any and all BDSM based relationships. Many will say but of course it is this is common sense but the degree and intensity of this type of communication should go much further and deeper than most people are used to. Before getting involved with anyone you need to find out what makes them tick and let them know what makes you tick and this must be open honest and very frank.

 

I recommend using an interests/activity list to do this initially to give a frame work upon which to talk and negotiate. You should be 100% honest re the level of experience and knowledge you have as this helps to create an environment for Informed Consent to occur re what you will and won’t do and this is vital. Everything must be open and available for consideration, health issues both physical and mental, past injuries, fears, major life traumas, drug use, alcohol use all those things that might surface during a scene and turn what should be a pleasurable event into a nightmare for the dominant or submissive, new or otherwise.

 

You really must discuss everything to be safe and try and rule out physical, mental or emotional damage – failure to do this might lead to hospital or seeing the inside of a police cell. Without open and honest communication a D/s, BDSM relationship will potentially founder and die on an emotional level – as all relationships will – but the dominant and submissive must get to know every aspect of their partner in order for the relationship to grow and evolve and through this exchange of information be as safe as it can.

 

It was recently pointed out to me as result of an early draft of this writing being read that newbie dominants and submissives might be at a disadvantage re lack of experience compared to the more experienced and this is potentially true so I would say don’t rule out a new submissive or dominant even if you are new yourself – this guide writing is aimed primarily at the newbie – but be careful look for a genuine humbleness, willingness to learn, acknowledgement of ignorance and concern for safety. If you see arrogance, cockiness, self-delusional attitudes etc in a dominant then frankly I would move on as they may well be a danger either by omission or commission, submissives can also be dangerous so don't assume that the only dangers come from dominants. For instance if a submissive is reluctant to discuss a check list, even describes it as a job interview and won't do it my suggestion would be to walk on by.

 

There are many groups on Fetlife covering all of these areas plus off Fetlife websites and I would recommend that every sub and dominant should read these books before doing anything much:

The Loving Dominant by John and Libby Warren

Screw the Roses send me the thorns by Philip Miller and Molly Devon

These books in my view give a wonderful introduction to the lifestyle, dangers and practices.

If after reading these you want to read more then I personally have found the following books to be useful:

Ties That Bind – Guy Baldwin

BDSM Relationships Books 1,2,3 (in one volume) Peter Masters

The Control Book – Peter Masters

This Curious Human Phenomenon – Peter Masters

Taken in Hand – Jolynn Raymond

Master/Slave Relations – Robert J Rubel

Protocols – Robert J Rubel

 

Progressing and Some Risks

 

Once you have a good general knowledge one should then look at gaining more specific knowledge of the things that interest you and the best ways of doing that is to join groups focussed on those areas, once you have joined don't be afraid to ask questions, lots of questions and never make assumptions (and by the way the only stupid question is the one you didn't ask - so ask), watch training videos (there are quite a few goods ones on You Tube) and read books about the topics.

 

Learn as much as you can, embrace the fact you should never stop learning and that quality knowledge will serve you well as it will help you keep safe, keep your activity partner safe (I am personally not so keen on the term play-partner as the word play lacks the seriousness that most BDSM/fetish activity involves), and when you do actually come to do some real activity that acquired knowledge will help aid you in knowing what is safe, what is not and if the person you are contemplating hooking up with is who they claim to be.

 

There are lots of fakers, wannabes, fantasists and players out there (mostly so called dominants but there are subs too both male and female who fit within that descriptive framework) who will try and make a very thin veneer of knowledge – mostly got from watching fetish/BDSM porn - go a long way, to impress and hood-wink you into thinking they are what they are not. Knowledge allows you to suss them out before they can put you in rope bondage, flog you or with false confidence and hidden ignorance bring any type of tool or activity anywhere near you – always question. If that wee voice whispers or shouts, “Danger Will Robinson”, then pay heed to it. This goes for dominants as well, as there are dangerous subs out there too.

 

In some cases someone relatively new may have a deluded/false view of who they are – true of some older people on the scene as well - they will think they are better than they are in reality and these types are a potential danger as well. I would say to new dominants and those a bit further down the road, know your limitations, improve upon them and if a sub asks you to go beyond or try something you have never done before on them - say no and don't until you know exactly what you are doing. Overstepping your skill level will have the potential to get you into trouble, and not only will your reputation be damaged/maybe destroyed if things go wrong but you may also hurt your activity partner or sub/slave and their safety/well-being must override ego and wanting to look good, first and foremost – always.

 

Serious Thinking

 

Maybe by the time you have read to here (only a general introduction) you might be thinking I am not sure if I want to do this now, and truthfully if you are thinking this way (in my view) that is a good sign as it suggests you take things seriously and doing so is a good foundation to start upon, as entering the reality of the BDSM ocean is not something - I feel - to be undertaken lightly or without serious contemplation and study.

 

It must also be done ethically and with full understanding of responsibilities and how those can play out both online and in the real world. My view, the ideal, is that one, whether Top/bottom, Dominant/sub, Master/slave should never put their desires, requirements above those of their opposite. Everything must be kept tightly within negotiated frameworks and only ever cross those if it has been previously agreed and then only go there very carefully.

 

The other possibility is maybe this is something that should just stay as dark thoughts, fantasy and not reality for you. If this is so either there will never be a right time for you or now is not it but regardless I would strongly suggest you exercise care, consideration and deep thought before the next step, entering the waters of the ocean.

 

Progressing Further, Groups, Dangers and Keeping Safe

 

I personally think the best way of entering the water is through the safe harbour and care of a local general or speciality BDSM/Fetish group. These groups are made up of individuals at varying stages of their own journeys but among them there will be long standing highly respected members of the community (possibly in leadership roles but not always) who have great wisdom and experience. However in saying that like some individuals within the scene, not all groups are ethical or sound, so it really does pay to ask questions and do research about groups activity and history, including problems and how they were dealt with before joining and getting involved.

 

This kind of research is at times hard to do because often occasional instances of issues/problems will get quickly silenced, swept under the carpet or detractors/victims labelled as disgruntled in order to discredit them. But often serious issues will hang about a group like an albatross and these issues should be looked into but never dismissed.

 

So going forward in the light that I am talking about ethical, fully sound, well run groups and not groups that turn blind eyes to bad behaviour, excuse consent violations, have dangerous, bullying, dismissive members or even leaders, practice double standards or have a do as I say not as I do outlook then these groups can be great places to aid exploration, in a fairly safe nurturing environment.

 

Sound ethical Groups well known for being such, can also be a good filter for keeping out the dangerous, extreme types, who will either fail the verification process – for various reasons - or will often will rule themselves out by refusing loudly, kicking up a fuss re “Why the finest dominant or sub in the universe” should have to submit to being checked out. These types usually refuse vetting and go solo. Often this points to some issue that may make these folks unsound but just because someone chooses not to be a member of groups or partake in the public side of the lifestyle does not necessarily make them dangerous.

 

Some will point to these folks and people who don't post much as being potentially dangerous and as such justifying of a red flag label but truth be told I personally know a number of highly ethical, safe, sound people both male and female who don't post much and chose to not associate with the public side of things for pretty valid reasons. Of course folks who don't post or actively partake in the scene are harder to pigeon hole as being safe or not, but the truth is that a clever predator, consent violator can do and say all the right things, be highly manipulative and play the system and only get caught out later, often after its too late and these types will often make it through the vetting system – even in some cases to roles of leadership within groups.

 

However I want to sound a note of caution here, even the most extensive Verification process can't always ferret out all of the most dangerous types as sometimes these characters are so clever as to evade detection and only come to light after they have done damage. One of the fundamental tenets of the 'lifestyle' that I mentioned earlier 'discretion' shoehorns into the fact that many entering the lifestyle for what can be very valid reasons (homelife, job etc) keep their personal details private and this privacy which is both encouraged and respected can prevent internet searches to check if someone, for instance is on the sex offenders register. Having no full name to work with, from will prevent any such check and BDSM/Fetish groups have no legal right to ask for such details to be provided unless of course they operate a real life bricks and mortar club, in which case the licensing/operational guides do give a right to check/ ask for ID – but usually only to check age.

 

Redflags

 

There is a commonly used term in the lifestyle, which I mentioned above, ‘Red Flag’ to indicate or warn of an individual's dangerous behaviour, history or attitude re some individuals out there, and those who make a big deal – shout loudest - about being checked out usually (though not always) have something to hide or have an ego so big nothing or no one is suited to check them out and how dare anyone think they need it. These types often believe they have a God given right to just be accepted and don’t recognise that other group members comfort and security must be a priority that overrides any individual. Frankly if they can’t see or accept that then they are not – in my view – fit to be included in any community where the well being of the members is foremost in importance.

 

Group leaders will also have a pretty good idea who is to be treated with caution or extreme caution, has one or more permanent Red Flag status and as such, and while it’s not an easy position to be in, they will and in my view have a community responsibility to be able to offer advice – if they are asked and I personally think they should be – re whether you should get involved with someone or not.

 

Reputation is everything in the lifestyle, hard won and easily lost but before getting involved seriously with anyone whether part of a group or outside off it (and I caution against this – it is potentially more dangerous) ask for references. If a sub, ask the dominant for contacts from previous subs if he won’t do it then walk on by and the same goes for dominants re subs talk to previous dominants and masters. As I have said earlier on in this writing not everyone is who they claim to be and being/keeping safe is better than ending up seriously marked/hurt, raped, emotionally screwed up or lying on a morgue table and if you’re a dominant you may find yourself in a police station accused of all kinds of things because a newbie, ignorant or unstable sub, unsure/dishonest of her limits etc withdraws consent afterwards - because it was more than she thought it would be. (6)

 

Also keep in mind that just because you have sat beside someone at a munch (not all munches vet attendees) or at a training event does not necessarily mean that person is safe, sane or respects consent and the fact it can be withdrawn at anytime. Trust must be earned and taking your time to scope people out before getting involved is the common sense thing to do, but sadly many leap into things way too soon and don’t take the time to research the person they have met and on the face of it see a compatibility re interests first before the person being safe and sound. Ask around, a sk the elders of the group, the group owners (if it’s a formal real life group, even if its online) what they think of the person – any honest responsible, with nothing to hide dominant or submissive will not mind questions being asked, in fact they should not only expect you to do this but they should positively encourage it – if they don’t be worried and run.

 

If the community respect them, it will become clear pretty soon, but even the odd bad word should be examined and researched. I would strongly encourage looking into anyone’s history as much and as far as you can. Go talk to ex's and in doing so be prepared to separate emotional baggage from actual examples of dangerous activity. Check out their online activity fully, what they write etc and if any friendships end suddenly, especially if they come after a longish period of mutual status and wall activity (this applies to Fetlife), contact the person/persons involved and ask why things ended. People fall out all the time for fairly reasonable reasons but it’s worth finding out why just in case there was a case of stalking, obsession, unreasonable behaviour – if there is this in their past I personally feel it would be cause enough to be concerned, especially if there are a lot of examples of this.

 

In saying all the above the vetting system if done fully and well is better than nothing, but it must be born in mind that someone being a member of a group does not represent a golden stamp of permanent approval. Sadly re safety within the lifestyle often things are not as cut and dried as it would be the ideal so be aware constantly and question everything and don't be afraid to speak up if anyone leader, group owner or regular member acts in an inappropriate, pushy or dangerous way.

 

Owning Mistakes

 

Dominants and submissives make mistakes during activity and sometimes those mistakes if not taken possession of can form a life of their own, take legs and become a problem. Humans talk, its called gossip and tell stories and sadly these mistakes, even non existent ones sometimes form the basis of unfounded rumours so if you screw up take ownership of it and do not try to hide it, regardless of whether you are a submissive or a dominant. In the end it will be better if you are open and honest about these mistakes right from the get go and offer honest apology if any hurt occurred.

 

Negotiations

 

Following on from the above all activity must be fully, and I mean fully, in minute detail discussed, negotiated before anything ever occurs. My own personal practice before getting seriously involved with any potential submissive – I personally don’t do one off scenes or casual activity, too much can go wrong – is to use a detailed Hard, Medium, Soft limits guide sheet (8). This takes the form of a series of potential activities and both myself and the submissive fills it in to indicate what we are interested in exploring/doing, have a slight aversion to but might do and those things we will never ever do. I find it useful to use this in getting to know the other party, check compatibility, as it’s easy to forget or leave something out.

 

Once both the dominant and sub decide they want to act on the contents of this guide I feel it should be incorporated into a short, medium or long term D/s contract. Obviously this has no real world legal binding but by both signing it – with community witnesses present ideally – it confirms and reminds of a mutual responsibility to each other and I feel sets a good solid foundation for the relationship. All parties know exactly what they can and can’t do until one of those parties decides to re-negotiate an activity from a no to a yes (either dominant or submissive can do this) or the other way. These types of contracts should be viewed as a potentially changing, evolving not static out and inward working of the relationship.

 

Consent Violations

 

After working though an activity list and setting the parameters for your play, D/s, M/s relationship the bottom line here is if you didn't agree to an activity, whatever that might be, a limit of any kind, hard or soft, then that is a violation of your consent.

 

Violations vary in degree, from a gentle touch, to groping or actual penetration by a digit or penis, any activity that isn't halted if a safe word is called and many others too numerous to list and while many might feel its more a dominant who will break consent the simple truth is that anyone of any gender or role might be a victim or perpetrator.

 

If your consent is broken/violated then report it to group leaders, if the person who did it is a member and if the person is a group leader or owner still report it to other leaders in the group. The law is still a somewhat grey area re BDSM/Fetish activity but any consent violation can be reported to the police and there are organisations that can help you make that report if there is a BDSM/Fetish/Kink element.

 

One such organisation for the UK is Backlash who have councillors and experts in the law and BDSM, including lawyers who specialise in Consent Violations/Abuse including rape within a lifestyle context. Got a problem speak to them - http://www.backlash-uk.org.uk/

 

More thoughts on Groups

 

I said above that I felt that exploring the ocean was best done within the protective guidance of a community group and I know I will get some criticism for saying that but frankly in all honesty there are way too many nut jobs, unstable, ignorant, dangerous types floating around trying to snare new folks to make going it alone an easy or safe venture. Don’t get me wrong there are those who have the sense and discernment, both dominants and submissives to operate on their own and have for years outside of, under the radar of local community groups – My own submissive m being a point in case - and some new to the lifestyle chose this path but my strong feeling is that this puts you potentially more among the sharks as well, plus those who have been rejected from local communities for very good reasons - usually - and at increased risk/danger.

 

While being in a group does not 100% guarantee you are going to always be safe – sadly no system is perfect and the odd Red Flagger can suddenly appear among a groups midst who was thought/vetted as being ok - it does massively reduce the risk, so I would encourage thinking about going the group path (See Good, The Bad, The Ugly in the appendix) at least until you have enough experience discernment to keep safe on your own.

 

Safety Calls

 

This is important don’t ever meet someone for the first time in a private place. For a first meet and subsequent ones do it in public at a café or such like and I would suggest a number of meets to see if the person is consistent in tone, mood, and what they say and always have a safe call in place. A safe call is someone you can 100% rely upon to come to your rescue/phone the police if you get into trouble and either give a pre-agreed code word to indicate you are in trouble during a prearranged phone call or if you don’t call at a set time. I would also do this if you move on to activity in a private location. If the person you are meeting is unhappy with you doing this – run. Any genuine person will not mind one bit if you do this or say you are going to, if they do get the hell out of there asap.

 

dominants should do this too, put the macho attitude away, there are dangerous female and male subs out there too.

 

Consent Violations

 

Bottom line here is if you didn't agree to an activity, whatever that might be then that is a violation of your consent. Violations vary in degree, from a gentle touch, to groping or actual penetration by a digit or penis, any activity that isn't halted if a safe word is called and many others too numerous to list and while many might feel its more a dominant who will break consent the simple truth is that anyone of any gender or role might be a victim or perpetrator.

 

The submissive, slave even the dominant can call a halt at any time by using a Safe Word (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Safeword) and if after that activity continues, even if only for a short time then that constitutes a Consent Violation as using that safe word either temporarily - during the scene - or more permanently revokes rights of activity.

 

If your consent is broken/violated then report it to group leaders, if the person who did it is a member of that group and do this even if the person is a group leader or owner still report it to other leaders in the group. Keeping violations private means group leaders and the community won't know there is a problem - so speak up.

 

The law is still frustratingly so a somewhat grey area re BDSM/Fetish activity but any consent violation can be reported to the police and there are organisations that can help you make that report if there is a BDSM/Fetish/Kink element to it.

 

One such organisation for the UK is Backlash who have councillors and experts in the law and BDSM, including lawyers who specialise in Consent Violations/Abuse including rape within a lifestyle context. Got a problem speak to them - http://www.backlash-uk.org.uk/

 

Virtual World.

 

Fetlife and other online sites may not be a 100% safe place either, as sadly there are all kinds of undesirables swimming among the decent folks. Many are not particularly dangerous, only a pain but some can be. Here are a few types you might run into..…

 

Cock Jocks also known as Snerts - Those who want a quick no strings fuck (fine if that’s what you want too and both parties agree to this – consent) and that’s all, no bdsm or D/s. Frankly they should be on other sex sites but sadly having read 50 Shades or watched a BDSM/Fetish video they think submissive women are easy fucks and will spread if he dangles a rope or handcuffs. They will sadly never understand or feel the depth, mental, emotional and physical that a D/s relationship has, which while it may have many sexual aspects, transcends and soars above the purely base ‘quickie’.

 

The Horny Net Guy (HNG) - Those who will proclaim himself a true Master and on his first message to you tells you to get on your knees bitch etc (puts head in hands and shakes head) and all he wants is a quick or prolonged wank at your expense. These guys and gals are loners usually not members of real life communities or Fetlife groups though they might be. There are a lot of blank profiles among these types.

 

The Stalker/Obsessive/Pest – Those who will comment on all your photos, writing etc and or will pm you till the cows come home. These characters are mostly harmless weirdos but if any move from slightly flattering attention to out and out sex pest etc then I would recommend you report them to Fetlifes admin/caretakers and if they are members of any Fetlife groups or a real life community then to their group leaders as well.

 

Those Who Can’t Read – total pests they contact via pm and having not read your profile info they proceed to try to get you as a sub to dominate them or you as a straight guy – with them being male – to dominate them. Not dangerous just a waste of time and frustration.

 

The Married – Many berate these people as being dishonest/cheaters (don’t judge a life until you have lived or suffered it ) and some are by not declaring right from the get go their personal situation or having the consent of their partners, but if - and communication in the lifestyle is everything once again - they are upfront about their circumstances, have permission or circumstances dictate continuing to be married but for all intents and purposes the marriage is dead (you decide the truth of this) and while parties cohabit but live sepearate lives, and you enter into a D/s relationship knowing all (guys and gals be 100% honest here) then I have no issue with this. However this is a potentially hard path to walk - so enter it carefully. 

 

Those living a double life, going home to their partner/spouse declaring they love them and its happy families, these folks are cheaters and should be avoided. 

 

The Undeclared Poly - These types want to be free spirits and have multiple activity, D/s partners all over the shop. Some dominants want harems of submissives and some submissives want this too or multiple dominants all of which is perfectly fine and good but as with the Married please be upfront about wanting a Poly set up as frankly the emotional damage that can result from getting sucked into or finding out this is going on after being in what was though/understood to be a monogamous relationship for a long while is frankly abusive and toxic in my view.

 

The Uber/Super Dominant - These types can do no wrong, Legends in their own lunchtime, they are perfect, never having made a mistake in their life, they always know best and their views are more important than yours. Keep in mind that a D/s relationship is a two way street, it is power exchange, not a power dictatorship (9) consent is required for everything and a submissives views, desires, needs are every bit as important as the dominants but in My own view more important; a dominant who puts his own needs above his submissives is a potentially very dangerous one.

 

The Pedo - If a guy or a girl takes an unhealthy intense interest in your children from the off, wants to meet them etc run and don’t stop running. Read this thread https://fetlife.com/users/152121/posts/1408652

 

There is a good guide other view point to the above here re legit Dominants Acid Test Of The Genuine Dominant

 

Labels that can be abused – real life and online and definitions of what they should and should not be

 

Other than the main type of D/s relationships there is also another set of relationships that one must be careful about and some seek to exploit and these at least in the Old School way of thinking should never involve any sort of activity.

Mentor

 

A mentor should never be an activity partner ever. As LunarKM says on the Submissives Guide....‘First, a mentor isn’t just a friend that you can talk to, although they could start out that way. A mentor is someone that you can get advice from, learn from and feel close to in a submissive context. They exist to help you learn who you are and what to expect in different lifestyle situations you may encounter as you grow in confidence and submission. A mentor is not a trainer and should not be directly involved in any physical training that you undergo. You should never have an intimate physical relationship with your mentor.’

 

You can read more from this excellent article here http://www.submissiveguide.com/2009/04/looking-for-…

 

This another excellent article from kimdebron about what a mentor should and should not be http://kimdebron.tripod.com/id7.html and Dominant Vs Mentor in subs helping subs http://subshelpingsubs.tripod.com/articles/dominatn…

 

Denis Najee’s thoughts on the subject are very interesting too http://dennisnajee.blogspot.co.uk/2011/01/mentoring….

 

This article by Lord Colm and Jade on seekers.org.uk looks at Mentors debunking the Myth http://www.seekers.org.uk/Debunking%20the%20Myth.ht…

 

Protector

 

Mistress Savannana says this so well I am going to quote from her blog http://mistresssavannah.wordpress.com/2010/10/18/do…

 

‘If you are considering protecting someone, or being protected by someone, then a few ground rules need to be laid before you begin, and quite a few questions need to be asked and answered. Just to be clear, I am not talking about those who are already in a BDSM relationship with each other. Some Dominants with collared submissives will make it clear that they are also ‘protecting’ their submissives, although that really should be a ‘given’ IMO. No, in this instance I am talking about those looking at protection with respect to someone in the community with which there is no current BDSM relationship or the potential for one at some point in time.

 

I will use my own experience to illustrate the processes involved, what protection means to me, and how I have dealt with issues surrounding ‘protection’. The same principles apply no matter where you are in physical relation to each other.

 

‘Protection’ is an incredibly serious commitment, and should never be undertaken lightly. Protection means exactly what it says. If you are protecting someone, then you are responsible for their safety in a BDSM environment.’

 

Once again a Protector is not an activity partner unless you are in a D/s relationship with that person.

 

This taken from squidoo.com says it well..... ‘A protector is someone that watches out for another person, usually one inexperienced or vulnerable. Beware, it's not that uncommon for bad people to use a protector status in order to take advantage of someone's vulnerability and naivety. Protectors are there to protect and guide, they should not be playing with or having sex with those they are protecting unless they both agree there is more to their relationship than just protecting.’

http://www.squidoo.com/bdsm-basics

 

Teacher or more commonly an Educator.

 

A teacher/educator in BDSM should not be confused with a Trainer or training – something a submissive or slaves Owner/Master will do and is a deeply intimate activity. The passing on of skills and knowledge should be undertaken in a similar way to how it was when you went to school or college so at no time should a teacher/educator be intimate in an inappropriate way or involved emotionally, being educated does not equate to play.

 

There is a nice article here at submissives Guide re this topic

http://www.submissiveguide.com/2011/03/failing-to-f…

 

All of the above roles are open to abuse and newbies can fall victim to those who exploit their ignorance, knowledge is power and will keep you safe. I would research anyone who offers these roles or you might approach to take on such a role, get references and ask around if they are suitable + use common sense.

 

Privacy and Security on Line and in Real Life.

 

Keep in mind you don’t ever have to tell anyone something you don’t want to re private information, such as address, date of birth, telephone number, where you work. Trust re that info must be earned, so don’t lose common sense and give all away on a first meeting or after a few faceless online conversations. This also goes for online site registration – sorry but I think you are asking for potential trouble by posting all your correct info – so I wouldn't.

 

Posting photos online, keep in mind that what you post in public or private even after you delete them still exist in electronic form forever on the host server and can be looked at by the server hosts or law enforcement agencies. I would not post face photos in the open but only in private and at that think long and hard before you do. Some will call you out and accuse you of not being genuine for not having a face picture on your profile - my advice is ignore them. Sharing photos with people you don’t know well is not a good idea – who knows what might happen to them. Letting someone take photos of a scene is also not a good idea until you are 100% sure the person is of good character and won’t in spite or to pursue an agenda use them to threaten exposing you. Everything may be rosy in the garden now but what about later on?

 

The safest option is only take photos with your own equipment and if at a party or event don't permit others to do so. I would also be aware of photos being take around you and avoid being in them, though conscientious photographers will endeavour to only take images of their target and not others but despite that one can pop up in others photos by accident.

 

About

 

This article isn’t finished as such, nor is it a complete guide, but it is a work in progress, so I will add to it as I come across related article’s or have further thoughts.

 

I present this the above as a guide only, my own and others views on things and not as some cover all, official true path way of doing things.

 

Anyone coming into the lifestyle, are free to do what they want, but keeping in mind some of the above will be more helpful I feel than a hindrance, but at the end of the day it’s up to the individual to make their own mind up how they go about things and be prepared to take responsibility if it all goes horribly wrong and that isn’t scare mongering but a cold hard possible reality.

 

Regards DocTesla 2013/2015

 

Appendices

 

(1) Safe, Sane, Consensual the main framework for which all Kink activity is conducted. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Safe,_sane_and_consens…

 

(2) Kinky online activity and online only relationships maybe in the virtual world but they can be very real to those involved in them with real people and emotions behind the user names, so keep in mind to treat people as you would in real life with consideration and respect and not dismiss it as ‘only being online so what does it matter?’ Trust me it does and those behind user names get hurt just like those in a face to face situation.

 

(3) Personally I feel all bdsm activity should be undertaken by both parties only when stone cold sober, no drink, no drugs and no prescription drugs that affect judgement. The requirement to be 100% focussed whether Dominant or submissive is vital as total control and awareness of what one is doing, seeking to do and the reactions both bodily and emotionally that that activity elicits must be clear. Intoxication regardless of the source, slows, reduces and impairs skills, judgement and will potentially result in one or both parties getting physically hurt, emotionally damaged or in serious trouble after the event with the law as a result of going too far, ignoring safe words or God forbid killing someone. Don’t take the risk, only play sober.

 

(4) You need to be able to differentiate between someone who is a danger re someone who maybe isn't well liked within the community for personality reasons (not everyone makes friends easily or fits in fully) and is in actual fact perfectly safe to connect, work (another word for play) with. I would recommend researching the issues and if the true reality indicates that many have concerns re a person and first-hand accounts from ex activity partners etc suggest danger then pay attention and give that person a wide berth.

 

These are useful re dangers for submissive and dominant - https://thepowerexchange.wordpress.com/back-to-the-…


http://www.leathernroses.com/generalbdsm/ravenmeeti…

 

On the more serious end of things and more dangerous are those who's agenda for being in kinkland is solely to hurt and abuse people and that can include paedophiles, psychopaths, sociopaths and others who care not a jot for anything other than what they want.

 

A good resource to educate yourself re this sort of thing can be found in Ponygroom's Fetlife group Sociopath's in the Scene https://fetlife.com/groups/45394

 

The online world of Fetlife and other sites plus the real world is sadly the hunting ground of such as those who are only interested in minors and while there are probably not that many active you should keep your senses aware for any signs of this and once spotted you should run.

 

(5) I personally think the term Toy is really too fluffy to be used as an all-encompassing term to describe the tools of the trade and thus sort of hides, has the potential to lull the new user into a false sense of security re what these items can be used for, how they should be used and the potential dangers inherent in them and by saying they are toys does not in my view really fit. In my view they most certainly are not toys.

 

These links give guidance re impact tool use and where to hit and where not too -

 

10 Steps to Safe Impact Toy Use - https://sglearnplay.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/how-no…

 

Safety Impact - http://imgur.com/a/KhiiE

 

Vital Organs diagram - http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/14/…

 

(6) Sadly this has and does happen. All BDSM activity requires informed consent and once that consent is removed activity must stop right away - no excuses are ever acceptable re why it did not stop – but sometimes and this should never be the case poorly negotiated/communicated scenes overstep the mark and afterwards the shock of this realisation may result in the police being involved. From a legal point of view even with consent previously given, never mind being withdrawn afterwards – in the circumstances we are discussing - the legal authorities do not accept informed consent as a defence re abuse, where actual physical harm has been done. Legally one cannot give consent to be abused or assaulted occasioning actual bodily harm. The police may well prosecute regardless of whether there is a complaint or not. Being safe rather than sorry must always override a desire no matter how strong, basically learn or cultivate self-discipline and control and this goes for whatever side of the slash you are.

 

(7) Guide List Copying Permitted - https://thecage.co/blog/userblog.php?blog_id=12755&postid=1586

 

 

(8) Unless you are in a Master/slave relationship where the slave is in a Total/Power Exchange (TPE) setting and gives up control of their lives. However even in these M/s relationships the slave can call a halt and withdraw consent. Frankly if a so called Dominant/Master says this is not so, run and don’t stop running.

 

 

1 week ago. Fri 10 Nov 2017 01:47:04 PM IST

LIMITS NEGOTIATION/GUIDE LIST AND D/s CONTRACT - Copying Permitted

 

 

Last night in the chat room during the on going conversation the topic of Contracts and Limits Lists came up and I mentioned something I used that formed the foundation of what I used. I shared that with two folks who asked, but in hind sight that was somewhat exclusive rather than inclusive, and as I believe in and always want to help keep folks safe, be helpful I have decided to post it here on my blog in the open so others can benefit.

 

Initially it was a much shorter document, more suited to a short term play party/event encounter. What's below is more suited to a longer term D/s relationship, and both Contract and Limits List form a single agreed document, between the dom and sub, sub and dom. 

 

Feel free to adapt these to suit your particular circumstances/interests/dynamic.  

 

DocTesla 2017 

 

 

 

 

 

LIMITS NEGOTIATION/GUIDE LIST AND D/s CONTRACT - Copying Permitted

by DocTesla over 5 years ago


Below is an example of one kind of Limits/Negotiation/Guide List for a formal D/s relationship or casual activity typed relationship and a formal D/s Contract (1), that I have used personally. Obviously neither have any legal standing in law but what it is good for - in my view - is providing a foundation for a safe, sane and consensual D/s relationship.

 

It is a commitment from the Dominant to the submissive and submissive to the Dominant, a reminder and confirming presence re all those activities they wish to explore together, might explore or will never explore.

 

However it should be kept in mind that this isn't a fixed unchanging point in time as it is a foundation and upon that foundation the structure can be adapted and altered. So activities that were once ok can be changed to Hard Limits and vice versa.

 

It is also worth stating that no such BDSM Contract is a legal binding document.

 

After a great deal of time learning as much as I could about the lifestyle (still learning) and the sort of activities (still finding new ones) that can be undertaken and as such - what sits below - reflects what I felt was a fairly broad range of activity to form a basis for preliminary compatibility discussion and a guide for activity within a formal or casual D/s activity relationship.

 

Once signed and agreed to it become a solid firm set of rules/guides for all scenes, day to day interaction until either the Dominant or submissive feel they need/want to change or add something. Obviously both parties must agree to these changes if not renegotiation will be required and either the status quo maintained or failing that the contract nullified (2)

 

I have posted this here to give newbie Dominants and submissives a hand up re setting good foundations and practice for a safe, sane, consensual D/s relationship and as such I give permission for it to be copied and used with my full blessing. Feel free to adapt or add to it to suit your own dynamic/interests.

 

As an additional point of information the contract reflects My and My submissive/slave relationship/dynamic which sits more to the Master/slave side of things than a Dominant/submissive relationship but it is not a full M/s Contract. I also recommend viewing the Limits Negotiation section as part of the overall Contract, as this gives both parties Dominant and submissive a complete picture of the relationship they are entering into.

 

There are of course other contract types available on line to use and adapt (3)

 

I wish Y/you all the best on Y/your journey.

 

 

(1) The D/s Contract was adapted by Me from a Contract I found online the Limits/Negotiation List was created by me.

(2) I think any changes/additions to an existing/ongoing contract should be added on a separate sheet, but formatted and set out the same way as the main foundation contract.

(3) List of links to other BDSM sub/slave Contracts....

http://www.evilmonk.org/a/contract02.cfm
http://themasterslaveexperiment.blogspot.co.uk/2012…
http://mistressjenn.com/PDF/blankslavecontract.pdf
http://www.seekers.org.uk/Slave%20Contract.html
http://bdsmcontracts.org/master-slave-contract/
http://delvingintodeviance.com/2012/11/24/slave-con……
http://servingmaster.com/tag/slave-contract/
http://bestslavetraining.com/training-techniques/sl……

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D/S LIFESTYLE

Contract "A" For Male Dominant to use

D/s Contract

i ________________________, with a free mind and an open heart; do request of
_______________________ that He accept the submission of my will unto His and to take me into His care and guidance, that W/we may grow together in love, trust and mutual respect. The satisfaction of His wants, desires, and whims are consistent with my desire as a submissive to be found pleasing to Him. To that end, I offer Him use of my time, talents, and abilities. Further, I ask, in sincere humility, that, as my Master, He accept the keeping of my body for the fulfilment and enhancement of O/our sexual, spiritual, emotional, and intellectual needs. To achieve this, He may have unfettered use of my body any time, any place, in front of anyone; to keep or to give away, as He will determine.

 

I ask that He guide me in any sexual, sensual, or scene-related behaviour, both together with, and separate from Him, in such a way as to further my growth as a person.

 

I request of _______________________, as my Master, that he use the power vested in His role; to mould and shape me; assisting me to grow in strength, character, confidence, and being, and that He continue to help me to develop my artistic and intellectual abilities.

 

In return, I agree: within the scope of the Hard limits, Soft Limits and agreed activities/interests/fetishes (see separate list) To obey His commands to the best of my ability.

 

To strive to overcome feelings of guilt or shame, and all inhibitions that interfere with my capability to serve Him and limit my growth as His submissive.

 

To maintain honest and open communication.

 

To reveal my thoughts, feelings, and desires without hesitation or embarrassment.

 

To inform Him of wants and perceived needs, recognizing that He is the sole judge of whether or how these shall be satisfied.

 

To strive toward maintenance of a positive self-image and development of realistic expectations and goals.

 

To work with Him to become a happy and self-fulfilled individual.

 

To work against negative aspects of my ego and my insecurities that would interfere with advancement of these aims.

 

My surrender as a submissive is done with the knowledge that nothing asked of me will demean me as a person, and will in no way diminish my own responsibilities toward making utmost use of my potential. In recognition of my family obligations (If those exist) nothing will be required of me that will in any way damage or harm my children, nor interfere with the performance of my duties as a mother or wife (if those roles already exist within my life)

 

This i, _______________________, do entreat, with lucidity (Free Will) and the realization of what this means, both stated and implied, in the conviction that this offer will be understood in the spirit of faith, caring, esteem and devotion in which it is given.

 

Should either of U/us find that our aspirations are not being well served by this agreement, find this commitment too burdensome, or for any other reason wish to cancel, E/either may do so by verbal notification to the O/other, in keeping with the consensual nature of this agreement. W/we both understand that cancellation means a cessation of the control stated and implied within this agreement, not a termination of O/our relationship as friends and lovers. Upon cancellation, each of U/us agrees to offer to the other H/his or her reasons and to assess our new needs and situation openly and lovingly.

 

This agreement shall serve as the basis for an extension of O/our relationship, committed to in the spirit of loving and consensual dominance and submission with the intention of furthering self-awareness and exploration, promoting health and happiness, and improving both O/our lives.

For Submissive to sign

I offer my consent to submission to Real Name______________________Lifestyle Name

_____________________ under the terms stated above on this the ________ day of

_____________ in the year ___________

Signature of Submissive Real Name_______________________________________

For Dominant to sign

I offer my acceptance of submission by Real Name ______________________Lifestyle

Name _______________________ under the terms stated above on this the ________ day

of ______________ in the year ________.

Signature of Dominant Real Name ________________________________________

 

LIMITS/INTERESTS NEGOTIATION GUIDE

 

Hard Limits/Interests/Fetishes List addendum for inclusion as part of a full D/s contract or for one off/casual activity-partner scenes.

Dominant___________________________________________________________________

Submissive/activity-partner

Hard Limits of Dominant

Hard Limits of submissive

DOMINANTS PART TO SIGN

Signature of Dominant/Top agreeing to only giving/receiving agreed activities and understanding/acceptance of the Hard Limits boundaries set by the named submissive/activity-partner; that will not be broken.

Name/signature

Lifestyle Nick Name___________________________________________ Date________________

Real world Name _____________________________________________Date ________________

SUBMISSIVES PART TO SIGN

Signature of submissive/activity-partner agreeing to only receiving/giving agreed activities and understanding of the Hard Limit boundaries set by the named Dominant/Top; that will not be broken by the named submissive/activity-partner.

Name/signature

Lifestyle Nick Name___________________________________________

Date________________

Real world Name _____________________________________________Date

SAFEWORD SECTION

Agreed Safeword to be used

SUBMISSIVES PART TO SIGN

Signature of submissive/activity-partner agreeing to always use this Safeword to halt activity.

Lifestyle Nick Name___________________________________________

Date________________

Real world Name _____________________________________________Date

DOMINANTS PART TO SIGN

Signature of Dominant/Top agreeing to always honour and halt activity on use of the agreed Safeword.

Lifestyle Nick Name___________________________________________

Date________________

Real world Name _____________________________________________Date

 

NB The list below should not be seen as a fixed point in time, a never changing one but should be open to regular re negotiation and expansion charting the evolution of interests. Limits can change so a Yes becomes a No and No becomes a Yes.

Place a G or R along with your X in Yes, No or Maybe to denote willing to Give and willingness to Receive.


If you want only gentle activity or medium level or hard add that information to the Any Further Comments section + anything else you wish to say.

A

Abduction - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Abrasion Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Accents - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Age Play Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Anal play – Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Anal Beads - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment_________________________________________________________________________

Anal chastity - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment_________________________________________________________________________

Anal Fingering – Yes _________ No __________ Maybe _________ Any Further Comment

Anal hooks - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment________________________________________________________________________

Anal Sex - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Anal Stretching - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Anal training - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Anonymous Encounters - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Armbinders - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Asphyxiaphilia – Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Ass Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Ass to Mouth - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Ass worship - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further
comment__________________________________________________________________________

Auralism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

B

Ball Gags - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Ballet Boots/Shoes - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bare Bottom Spanking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bare Handed Spanking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bastinado - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bathroom Use Control (pee only) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Begging - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Behaviour-modification - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Belly dancing - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Belt spanking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Belt whippings - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Ben Wa Balls - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bimboification - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bisexuality - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Biting - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Blindfolds - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Blow jobs - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Body Paint - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Body Worship - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bondage Tape - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Boss/Secretary - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Breast Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Breast Spanking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Breast whipping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Breast/Nipple Torture - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment_________________________________________________________________________

Breasts/Vacum pumping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Breath Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further
comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bukkake - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Bullwhips - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Burlesque - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Business Suits/Skirt Suits - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Butt Plugs - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further
comment__________________________________________________________________________

C

Caging/Confinement - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Candle Wax - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Caning - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

(PVC, Rubber, Leather) Catsuits - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Chains - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Chastity/Chastity Devices - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Clamps and Clips - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cling Film Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Clit pumping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Clit spanking/Clit Torture - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Clothespins/pegs - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Clover Clamps - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cock Milking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cock Worship/Cocksucking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Collar and Lead/Leash - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Collars - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Consensual/Nonconsent - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Control - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cornertime - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Corporal Punishment - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Corset Cinching/Corset Training - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Corsets - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Costumes/Dressing-up - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Covert Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Crawling - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Creampie - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Crops (riding) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Crucifixion (Including use of A frames, Horses, Benches, Chairs etc) - Yes__________ No_________ Maybe________

Any further Comment__________________________________________________

Cum eating - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cunnilingus - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Vagina/cunt torture - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cupping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Cyber sex (written and using Webcam) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

D

Dacryphilia - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Damsels in distress - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Deep Throating - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Defilement - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Degradation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Depilation/Shaving - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Dildos - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Discipline - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Dollification - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Domestic Servitude - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Domination - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Double Penetration (cock and dildo) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Douching - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

E

Emotional masochism/Emotional Sadism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any

further comment____________________________________________________________________

Encasement Fetish - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Enemas - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Erotic Photography - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

E-Stim - Yes__________ No___________ Maybe ____________Any further Comment____________

Exhibitionism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Eye contact restrictions - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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F

Face Fucking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Face sitting/smothering - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Face Slapping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Female Ejaculation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Female humiliation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Figging - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Fingering - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Fisting - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Light Flogging - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Medium flogging - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Heavy Flogging - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Food Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Foot Massage – Yes__________ No ___________ Maybe___________ Any Further comment

French Maids/Uniforms - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Fucking machines - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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G

Gagging/Choked by Cock - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Gags (Ball, Fabric, Bit, O ring) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Gas/Masks - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Glass Dildos - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Golden Shower - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Gorean slave positions - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Graphoerotica - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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H

Hairbrush spanking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Handcuffs - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Handjobs - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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High Heels - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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High Protocol - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Hojojutsu - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Hoods - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Hot Oil Massages - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Human Doll/Toy - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Human furniture - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Humiliation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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I

Ice Cubes - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Impact play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Inflatables- Gag- Dildo - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Interrogation Fantasy - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Interracial Sex – Yes _________ No ________ Maybe __________ Any Further Comments

J

Japanese Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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K

Kidnapping roleplay - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Kinbaku - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Kitten/Petplay Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Klismaphilia - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Kneeling - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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L

Lace – Yes __________ No_________Maybe ____________ Any Further Comments

Latex (rubber)- Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Leather - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Leaving marks - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Light Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Lingerie - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Lipstick - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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M

Maid/Play/Training - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Making Home Movies - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Male authority - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Masks - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Masochism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Master/slave - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Masturbation (Display) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Masturbation (Mutual) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Medical Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Mental Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Mind control fantasy - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Mind Fucks - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Monogamy - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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Multiple Orgasms - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further
comment__________________________________________________________________________

Mutual Masturbation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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N

Nudity - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

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O

Obedience Training - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Objectification - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Old Guard Slavery - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Online Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Orgasm Control/ Orgasm Denial - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Outdoor bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Outdoor sex - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

P

Paddling - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pain - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Panties (crotchless) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pantyhose/Stockings - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pegging - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Penetration of vagina, anus, mouth by cock/finger/s/toys - Yes _______ No_______ Maybe_______

Any Further Comments___________________________________________________________________

a Penetration of above bare skin - Yes_________ No________ Maybe_________ Any Further Comments

b Penetration of above using condom - Yes ________ No_______ Maybe _________ Any Further

Comments ____________________________________________________________________________

Petticoats - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Phone sex - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Piercings - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Play Rape - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Podophilia - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pony Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Porn (watching together) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Posture Collars - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Power Exchange - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment_________________________________________________________________________

Predator/prey - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Predicament Bondage- Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pressure points - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Prostate Massage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Psycholagny - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Public Humiliation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further
comment__________________________________________________________________________

Public play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Puppy Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pursuit/Take-Down & Capture - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Pussy pumping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

PVC - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Q

R

Remote-Control Devices - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Restraints - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Retifism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Riding Crops (use) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Rimming - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Role Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Rope Bondage/Suspension - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Rough sex - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Rubber - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

S
Sadism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sadomasochism - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Satin - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Scarf bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Scat Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Schoolgirl uniform - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Scratching - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Seduction - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Self-bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sensation Play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sensory Deprivation (Blindfolds, Hoods) Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sensual domination - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sensual play - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sensual/slave dances - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Service-oriented submission - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sex In Public - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sex Online - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sexual slavery - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Shackles - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Shaving - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Shibari - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Shoes (High Heels)-Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Showering Together – Yes _____________ No ____________ Maybe ____________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Silk - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Single Tail Whips - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Skirts - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Slapping - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Slave Bells - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Sleepy sex - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Spanking light - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Spanking Medium - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Spanking Heavy - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Speculums - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Speech restriction - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Spitting - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Spreader Bars use of - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Squirting - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Stockings wearing and Bondage use - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Strap-ons - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Submission - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Subspace - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Suspension Bondage - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Swallowing sperm - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Swinging – Yes _________ No _________ Maybe ___________ Any Further Comment

Sybian - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

T

Talking Dirty - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

College Teacher/Student - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment

Tearing off clothing - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Teasing - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Threesomes (Male + 2 females) (female + 2 Males) - Yes__________ No_________

Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Tickling - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Tit Fucking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Tongue sucking - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Total Power Exchange - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Toys (sex) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

U

Uniforms - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

V

Vaginal Stretching - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Verbal Humiliation and Degradation - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Vibrators - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Victorian Lifestyle - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Vintage lingerie - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

W

Wartenberg Pinwheels - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further
comment__________________________________________________________________________

Water torture - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Waterboarding - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Waterbondage (secured in Bath or shower) - Yes__________

No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Watersports - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

Whipping/Whips - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________

X

Y

Yokes – Yes__________ No_________ Maybe __________ Any Further Comment

Z

Zentai (one piece skin suits) - Yes__________ No_________Maybe________ Any further

comment__________________________________________________________________________