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My Story Continues. My eyes scanned the suit and the control device against the wall. I was unable to breathe, and I was scared for my life. I spun around, locking the room and placing the key on the shelf. I was careful to ensure it was back where I knocked it off. I shut off the lights and ran home. I locked my doors even to my bedroom. For the next twelve or so hours, I stared at the ceiling. When I finally got out of bed, I went to the computer. I began to research what I just found. I discovered little to no information about it. The best I could guess is it was a BDSM bondage suit. But this suit was altered with sensory deprivation concepts built on. Nothing I found …

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Dear Diary. I fucking love dick. Yeah, that’s right, I’m just gonna say it. I probably shouldn’t, and I know whoever’s reading this crummy ol’ book probably found it in the sewer and is judging me, but screw it. Dick feels freaking tip-top and I’d fuck a good dick every day of the week if I was able to, think what you want of me. So, uh, here’s the awkward transition into a story about how I fucked a random dude, and found myself tied up, blindfolded, and with a belly full of cum. It’s 3AM and my vibe is out of batteries, so here I am. It was New Years Eve. Well, actually, just twenty or so minutes into the New Year. People were running naked through the streets, setting buildings on fire, and …

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Kirsten found a new direction in her life following a talk with her birth father and a well-paid job prospect in the art world. She decided to take her father’s advice and gain a History of Arts degree, which would mean four years of hard work and a move from the west coast of Scotland to St Andrew’s on the east coast, almost two hundred miles away. Kirsten loaded her belongings into the three-year-old Mini Cooper her father bought her for her twentieth birthday. As her stepfather, Callum, watched her pack, he said, “You may be moving away, but you remain my slut. I control you; remember that.” Kirsten was the first to arrive at the flat she would share with three other students. All the rooms were the same inside: a bedroom with an …

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My name is John, and I’m twenty-one years old and live with my parents outside the Bay Area of California. I grew up here, and my private or sex life has not been vanilla. I had some adventures with some cheerleaders that went out of control. I was able to get back to everyday life for a while. This story is about how I disappeared for some time without anyone knowing. We lived in a house in an older neighborhood. Some of the places were two stories with a basement. The basements were built into the hillside. Most families I knew used them for their kid’s rooms because the noise was lessened underground. Our next-door neighbors, the Jones, were a lovely older couple with an older daughter, whom I rarely saw. The Jones were friendly …

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