This broad category of fetish stories covers all kinds of fetishism activities, whether they be for feet, latex, smoking, pantyhose, stockings, rubber, high heels, and even balloons!
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It was late and the city had taken on a different feel. As we drove in silence, I looked out the windows of the truck, seeing the dark empty streets occasionally punctuated with twinkling lights. Whenever we passed another car or saw people on the sidewal...
Morning arrived, and I couldn’t quite place the strange sensation I was feeling. It took me a few moments before I identified the sensation as a morning hard-on. The combination of having a plug in me with being uncaged was giving me the freedom to be phy...
Liam pulled his truck into his driveway and got out of the truck as I did. He walked me over to my front door and didn’t speak until we were inside with the door closed behind us. “I’m proud of you, Crissy,” Liam said. “You are obedient and submissive and...
As I strode through the bustling office, I could feel the admiring glances following me, the envy simmering in the air. My auburn hair cascaded down my back, a wave of fiery allure that commanded attention. With each step, confidence radiated from me, emp...
Having removed my outfit from the afternoon, I went upstairs and took Lydia’s suggestion of indulging in a second shower for the day. I felt the sweat and use rise off me with the suds, but the feeling of the heavy load of cum inside me was impossible to...
With the bra-full of jiggling breasts teasing me, every bit of online work was an erotic torment. I felt as if every person I was responding to would be able to tell that my humiliation was constantly deepening. By the time it was time to take a break for...
“Are you hanging in there,” Kim asked me, sitting on a chair outside my cell as she paid me a visit. Still playing along with the game, but knowing what was coming. “I’m doing fine,” I replied. She looked around. “I brought you something,” she said. She r...
The sun was just coming up when Liam dropped me off at home. He walked me to my door and gave me a soft kiss before he went off to his own house. Alone in the quiet house, it started to hit me just how tired I was. I went downstairs and stripped off every...
I was quiet and lost in thought, walking beside Liam, my hand feeling very small in his. It wasn’t easy to take in what I’d just seen and how I had felt and been made to feel about it. Of course I had already known that Lydia and Cheryl were lovers, and I...
It was late and the city had taken on a different feel. As we drove in silence, I looked out the windows of the truck, seeing the dark empty streets occasionally punctuated with twinkling lights. Whenever we passed another car or saw people on the sidewal...
With a gentle tug, I too was guided forward, crawling a bit forward until I felt the dildo slip from my ass, leaving me feeling that familiar empty sensation. In addition to having been allowed orgasm, my victory in this challenge seemed to put me above J...
Before Jeff and I had started this adventure, we both knew, even if we hadn’t said it out loud, that sooner or later, there would almost certainly be some breaking of character. At day and at night, for the majority of the time, we could fantasize and pre...
Cheryl seemed perhaps a bit embarrassed after her orgasm, reaching down to tug her tights up. I was a bit off balance as well, trying to think of what the implications might be of what had just happened. I had just gone down on my wife in front of my neig...
I met Jose when we were consultants for a tech company. I was thirty and he was twenty-two and just out of college. Our long days of training workers ended with dinner and a trip back to the apartment complex where we were staying. It’s lonely on the road...
I was very aware of my chastity cage as I moved to the kitchen and poured us each a mug of coffee. I met her in the living room and set the mugs down. She had curled up on one end of the sofa, so I sat down on the other end, sharing it with her, but with...
Lydia made a show of welcoming me inside and leading me to her kitchen, as though nothing was out of the ordinary. She pointed out the food that we needed to carry over, as well as some special spice mixes for it, to be brushed on while I grilled. We got...
