Best Bondage Erotica 2012

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Seething—the passion stirs just beneath the skin.

Engrossing—the desires capture and take possession.

Arousing—the senses take fire, fueling desire.

Lust for bondage does that to people. In this book, you'll read what happens to those who give in to their cravings.

At once taboo yet ubiquitous, bondage is the stuff of fantasy for a shockingly large segment of the population. The next time you're sitting in a café, or walking down the street, ponder those around you. Who may be harboring such dark desires as are found in these pages? Is it the black-clad hipster with the latest gadget? Maybe it's the mom with kids in a stroller. Could it be the prim matron with her “ladies who lunch”? Many of these clandestine bondage lovers have even taken the big leap to turn their hidden fantasies into flesh-straining, sheet-drenching reality.

Have you taken that leap? Would you?

If not, why? There are risks, to be sure. But what's life if not lived with some risk? Behind every reason for avoidance of erotic adventure and sensual fulfillment lies fear. What do you fear? Does the thought of unbridled pleasure frighten you?

As you read these tales, put yourself in the characters' shoes, bonds, boots or collars. Which adventure would you be willing to take? What would it take for you to go there?

While some of the stories in here come wholly cut from the cloth of pure fantasy, I'd wager that more than a few are based on real-life kinky escapades. I might know which ones those are, but I'm not telling. You'll just have to read through each one and speculate.

Then contemplate if you could endure the delicious torments described on page after page. If you long to be captured, would you moan and writhe as the protagonist did? Or would you carry on stoically? Would you simply combust with unimaginable pleasure?

If you crave to seize and seduce, could you be as clever as these wicked tops? Would you be able to delay your primal urge long enough to devise slow, sweet anguish? Which of these Dominants would you want to co-top with? Or perhaps your desires are darker and more depraved than you would care to admit.

As you turn from one story to another, pay attention to the stirring between your legs. If, when reading some stories, your mind protests, but your sex swells and throbs, give particular focus to these tales. They'll reveal your hidden appetites. I hope you'll delight in them.

Bondage is a pleasure of the mind just as much as it is of the flesh. When it comes to actualizing our desires, all too often we focus on the actions rather than the intricacies of the mental and emotional joyride. To go deeper and fly higher in bound delight, we should ask “why” we want to do this, just as much as “what” or “how.” While purportedly fictional, these stories give crucial insights into what makes some experiences positively explosive.

If you've ever wondered what makes your partner tick, how
to make a scene hotter, or you are just unsure of what to do with all the gear, read these stories. You'll get fabulous ideas.

For a truly devious way to exploit this book for your erotic advantage, share this book with your lover…or lover-to-be. Whether you gift it to him outright or simply leave it lying around for her accidental leisurely perusing, it's sure to spark some interest. If you are a particularly adept lover, seduce him through the act of “aural sex”—read these tales to your lover, slowly and sensually. Preferably holding the book with one hand while pleasuring your lover with the other. Or perhaps read aloud to your lovers while they're bound so tightly they have no way to relieve the sexual tension that you're building up in them. Maybe you'll take pleasure in having them read to you while they blush and squirm. If they intersperse the stories with their own bondage confession, you've hit the jackpot!

If, on the other hand, you happen to have found this lying around your lover's home in some conspicuous place, he or she is trying to tell you something.

Many tales will set you on fire. Some may be less to your taste. But each sexy bondage tale shared with your lover is another door opened to his or her erotic mindscape. Knowing how to navigate the dark back alleys of your lover's mind is an invaluable skill as a deliciously devious lover.

Wishing you pleasures and delights!

 

Midori

I was surprised this year to see that, unlike with previous anthologies in this series, the overwhelming majority of stories submitted to
Best Bondage Erotica 2012
involved women tying up and tormenting men. It was a theme I couldn't ignore, and you will see it heavily represented in these pages. I've pondered why exactly that theme showed up at this time, and while I don't have any firm conclusions, I can say that the range of scenarios you'll find here showcase a wide range of ingenuity.

What I especially appreciate is that we get to see a variety of dominant women, some exacting a kind of (consensual) revenge, some giving eager men exactly what they deserve, as with the couple in Teresa Noelle Roberts's “Suffer for Me.” She writes:

This narrator, who we know only as “Ma'am,” is exploring the delight of being in charge, of plotting out what she will do to make Martin “suffer,” and it's a delicious tale, one of many, of a woman coming into her own erotic power, with a willing, deserving man at her mercy.

And even though Terry in Giselle Renarde's “Dry Rub” is not quite as eager a bondage participant as Martin, it's clear that while he is not at first in on the plan, he too is getting off, in his own way. That is the beauty, to me, of bondage: when even what seems like a punishment can turn into a delightful, demanding and delicious torment, one you may not know why you like, but your body cannot lie. Instead, it's Gina's turn to enjoy the fact that she can have her husband any way she wants him. “She still had a grip on his hair, and his face looked so pitiful in her hands that she almost wanted to laugh. He was desperate, poor boy, and she wouldn't give in. Tonight he was a tool of her pleasure, nothing more.”

Speaking of ingenuity, I couldn't help but be impressed by the bold, gutsy, brilliant characters you'll read about here who are so obsessed with bondage they'll even tie themselves up to experience that delicious, chilling thrill. In Shoshanna Evers's opening story “Melting Ice,” Amanda constructs a careful experiment in the art of self-bondage, one she's been dreaming
about for years. “She'd been so ready for this. The entire afternoon had been her foreplay.”

In “Parting Ways,” Tenille Brown shows us that you don't have to be the binder or the bondee to enjoy the sight of a man squirming and writhing. Anyone who's been tied up and exulted in the thrilling frustration of it will relate when she writes, “Derek shivered with the need to break free. He bit his bottom lip at the pleasure of being unable to.”

While there is plenty of female domination in these pages, for those who want to read about women who delight in the submissive satisfaction of being trapped by a Dominant's mind, there's plenty of that here, too. In Kay Jaybee's “The Cupboard Under the Stairs,” the not knowing what will happen next is all part of the fun. “A fresh surge of uncertainty zipped through Kristi. She'd thought the blindfold was the change in routine. It seemed she was wrong.” That love/hate relationship many subs feel is captured in Helen Sedgwick's “Cumaná” when she writes, “I didn't know if I should be enjoying this, if I should make him stop, but I couldn't, wouldn't, the tight pinching on my nipples at once unbearable and intoxicating.” Indeed, “unbearable and intoxicating” could also describe events in all of the stories in this naughty little book.

Bondage comes vividly alive in these twenty-four tales of everything from corsets to cling wrap, from couples dedicated to bondage to those just discovering its pleasures. You'll find a range of stories from playful to perverse that I hope will give you some new ideas to try out—in your mind and beyond.

 

Rachel Kramer Bussel
New York City

Shoshanna Evers

 

 

 

 

 

 

Amanda Scott's hand trembled so much when she tried to unlock the front door to her townhouse that she missed the keyhole not once, but twice. The brown cardboard box, discreet in its anonymity, balanced precariously under her armpit on top of her Louis Vuitton bag.

She had taken the afternoon off work. In her excitement, she forgot to even pretend to sound sick when she left early. She hadn't realized she wouldn't want to go back to the office after the package arrived. She always had packages shipped to her office since she was never home to receive them, and had placed a lot of trust in the website she ordered from that their package would indeed be without identifying markers on it.

Amanda stepped inside and locked the door behind her, then hesitated. What if something went wrong? She unlocked it. Just in case.

The brown cardboard package felt so light. She set it down on the dining room table and took her coat off, barely able to
contain her excitement. Opening the box, she lifted the gleaming metal handcuffs out of their packaging. A rush of excitement went through her at the feel of the cold stainless steel in her hands.

She'd done so much research already, planning this out. If she wanted to experience her first self-bondage tonight, then she had some preparations to make.

There were two keys that came with the handcuffs. One she set aside—she'd use it to practice unlocking herself with. She carried the second key into the kitchen, where she opened the large stainless steel freezer door and peered inside. The ice-cube tray was full so she took a single cube out to make space.
Hmmm,
she thought as she held the ice in her hand.
I wonder how long it takes a single cube to melt?
Grabbing a bowl from the drying rack, she dropped the ice in and glanced at the clock. It was 1:36 p.m., and the beginning of her experiment.