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Oh what a scene. I am looking at an angry man right now. He is on my special bed helpless. His wrist bound together, his ankles tight and spread eagle. I stripped him to his white underpants and black socks. He looks at me and berates me. He struggled, but those bonds are tight. This angry man...

It had never occurred to me just how much of a jerk I have always been to people. I was a jerk to strangers, and I was a jerk to my friends. I used and abused women and tossed them aside when I was finished with them. I have so many ex girlfriends that I don't even remember many of their names...

Dak was no friend of mine. In fact, I'd even say we were enemies of sort. This is why I reveled as I saw my enemy laying on my bed bound spread eagle and struggling against the bonds that hold him. He is to be my play thing, my begging tickle bitch. I am going to force him to laugh, scream, and...

At 3 am I left the bar all alone and horny as well. Not one woman would go home with me, so I figured I'd go home and jerk myself to sleep. As I walked the lonely streets, I noticed that I was being followed. I slowed down to confront my stalker and was relieved to see that it was my friend...

My name is Jayson and yes I was a bully and quite a horrible person. Not long ago I was taught a lesson by 3 guys whom now I consider my friends. It was a life affirming lesson full of shear torture, uncontrollable laughter, and forced pleasure at the hands of my former enemies. Brian, Jamie...

Charles was in deep trouble. He owes his bookie, Tom a lot of money from gambling. Charles was on his way to see Tom to explain why he was not going to be able to pay up. After arriving at Tom's place, Charles knocked on the door and as he knocked, the door began to open slowly. It was not...

Here is a story which I hope to see as a clip or se some illustrations soon. So if anyone is interested in filming this or drawing illustrations of my story, please feel free to do so and post it here, Enjoy: Bill had awaken to a loud thump. He quickly went to investigate and found a man...

A short story that demands to be filmed somehow!

Allister, a former jock, lived on the third floor of a luxery high rise. He lied, cheated and bullied his way to the top. He had many girlfriends and mistreated them all. He was the boss of a fortune 500 company and was hated by anyone who worked with him or under him. But his world would be...