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This is where the furry fiction will be found. These are just stories. They might be fantasy. They might be something I did with my beloved Vinyl.

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Your new ACME Dirty Monkey

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We hope you are enjoying your ACME dirty monkey.  With proper care, he will provide you with a lifetime of satisfaction.  

Right now, it’s important that whatever you do, you DO NOT LET HIM CUM! 

This dirty monkey is so horny he is about to burst but he can’t until he has a chance to satisfy Ms. Kitty. So don’t let him cum. 

Do let him squirm around with a big boner for up to one hour.  Much more than that and your poor monkey will start to lose his mind. Of course you can leave your monkey in any predicament for as long as you want and you will not void the warranty.  Our monkeys are bred to enjoy confinement.  Your monkey lives to serve you. 

When your monkey gets this horny, he will dress himself in his spandex suit and pajamas.  He most likely will be wearing any panty masks you have generously given and a hood. 

If he has pulled his arms inside his PJs, that’s your cue to knot his sleeves or tie them together.  At this stage the best thing to do with your monkey is zip him into his sleeping bag until his boner subsidies. 

Once again, be careful not to let him cum.  Just leave him on the floor while you solve word puzzles and catch up on the news.  You might try to calm him down occasionally by caressing his face with your feet.  This works especially well with toe socks. 

You really don’t need to do anything.  This is why you bought the latest model dirty monkey.   

Just leave him on the floor until you’re ready to let him go. 

For fun you might try these phrases and see how your monkey reacts: 

I bet that tight suit is getting hot and sweaty, huh monkey?  Want to take it off?… NOPE😉 too bad. 

I wonder what the record for time in the sleeping bag is for a dirty monkey?  Shall we try to break it? 

You’re probably ready to get out of there.  Oh dear, you’re just getting started. 

I’m going to flip a coin.  Heads, you’re free, tails you stay in there all day… it’s tails. 

Guess what color my panties are.  If you’re right I’ll let you out, if you’re wrong, another hour in there. 

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Just this one time, anything you want

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“OK, for just this one time we can enjoy any fantasy you want until I say stop or you bail out with your safe word”, she said, with a smile, and waited to see if he was even paying attention.

Furry most certainly was paying attention. His heart was already racing and his mind was racing faster. First, he thought about how he wanted his beloved to dress. He turned his head and he caught her eye and he smiled sweetly from one side of his mouth and raised his opposite eyebrow all the while thinking…black tights, black bra, black goddess necklace and crown. Purple robe if you get cold.

“I can see you’re interested. Hmm, I’ll even dress up. What shall I wear”

“Um. I dunno,” he said, and immediately wished he’d said “Black tights, black bra, black goddess necklace and crown.”

“Probably something black and tight, I’d imagine. Hmm. how about these black tights?”

He sat up straight nodding vigorously, like a puppy. Mr Happy was on high alert and she started putting the tights on with nothing else. When Furry realized what was happening, Mr Happy started to grow.

“Let’s see, what are you going to wear my little dirty monkey?” she asked, knowing fully well he probably wanted an extremely tight and even shiny collection of spandex. She had no idea what he was going to do just this one time when she said, “Get all the stuff you want to wear and I’ll make you put it on.

Here is what Furry brought back:

  • Shiny purple spandex full body suit including hands, feet and head with two small eye holes cut out.
  • Pair of used purple panties
  • Pair of used black panties
  • Nipple clamps connected by a chain
  • Edge prostate massager
  • Purple soft collar
  • Leather wrist and ankle cuffs
  • Ball gag
  • Long rope

“Holy shit Furry, you want me to use all this stuff on you, right now, all at the same time?” said Vinyl.

Furry didn’t even speak his response. Rather, he began diligently putting all these things on, one by one. He started with the panties putting both pairs over his head with his nose in the crotch, looking out through the leg holes. Mr. Happy began to rise.

Vinyl was not that surprised to see Furry take a lubricated condom, slide it over the prostate massager, lube it up a bit more and shove it into his bobey tail with a quick gasp. Still, they had not explored anal play like this and she wondered if she still had the lovense application on her phone so she could control Furry’s vibrator.

He put the nipple clamps on and Mr. Happy jumped well past half mast and as he was trying to quickly slip into the purple suit Mr. Happy came to full attention only to be zipped away into a sweaty cage of spandex tightness.

Not without some difficulty he put the leather wrist and ankle cuffs on and searched around for the ball gag and collar. The collar had a nice thick pad and Furry found it more comforting than restrictive. Before he sealed his mouth with the gag he said, “You will be able to tell the safeword even through this gag but do not untie me unless I say it or I cum.”

“Awfully demanding and bossy from the one getting tied up.”

He popped the gag ball into his mouth as best he could through the spandex hood and buckled it in back.

Next, he turned his attention to the long rope. He took one end and threaded it through the left ankle cuff and the right ankle cuff and then up through his wrist cuffs and then back down to the ankle cuffs. He rolled onto his belly and started pulling all four limbs together effectively hog tying himself. He put a couple knots into the rope, all while Vinyl watched in great amusement.

“Are you helpless?” she whispered in his ear as she moved in closer to inspect Furry’s predicament.

“Yepfh.” was all Furry could muster as she took the remaining long rope and looped and tied it around his arms and legs, making sure he was good and tight.

Furry’s entire body jumped when Vinyl brought the vibrator to life on her phone. There are already infinite patterns in there but she wanted to male her own that was a very, very, excruciatingly slow build up to full strength and then a stop, pause and start over. Looping over and over.

With Furry well subdued, Vinyl grabbed herself an icy cold glass of water and her phone. She walked past Furry who was grunting, on her way to the couch where she put her feet up, took a sip and sighed.

“Aaah. I hope you like the smell of those panties. You’ll be breathing them until you cum which could be a while considering your predicament.”

All Furry could do was rub his rock hard Mr. Happy against his spandex cage on the floor and hope for release before the vibrator stopped and started over again.

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Why its a good idea to dress me in spandex and tie me up in a sleeping bag

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When I woke up I was feeling playful so I put on my grey spandex suit and nothing else and came downstairs to see what my love was doing.

She saw I was wearing my suit so I’m sure she thought and maybe even said something like “oh boy, someone’s ready to go this morning!” My enthusiasm for playing was evident.

We greeted with warm hugs and kisses. We always do and I always feel so much warmth from her when she hugs me. I can feel her love for me when we touch and I know its mutual. We can hug for a very long time and just be in the moment and when we do, for me, time stops. The noise in my head stops and she just holds me and I melt.

We had some morning bongs, I had some coffee and she had some mountain dew zero.

It was another perfect day and neither of us had any obligations. We watched her birds and squirrels play outside in the backyard. She has an amazing way with these creatures and we have a whole flock of jays and small family of squirrels and crows and several other bird species coming to eat, drink and enjoy the beautiful backyard oasis she has put together for them complete with many feeders, types of feed, fountains, baths and beautiful plants.

I decided to be somewhat more direct. I am not good at being very direct and I think it takes away the mystery and joy to be too direct.

What I really want to say is: please tie my hands behind my back, insert a vibrator in my ass, clamp my nipples, gag me and put a panty mask over my nose, zip me up in the sleeping bag and tell me you’re not going to let me out for an hour and I am not allowed to cum.

Too direct.

So, while standing, I zipped myself up in the sleeping bag all the way up to the neck and made sure the strings were pulled taught so it fit snugly around my neck. Now only my head was exposed.

I was standing there and she was talking to me and wasn’t really paying attention and then realized, “Why are you standing over there?” she said.

I shuffled a little closer and she saw what I was up to. She came close and leaned over and kissed me.

It was electric. I could feel it up and down my entire body.

She could feel it too, I think.

She stepped backwards a little so I had to lean farther to kiss and as I leaned she moved tantalizingly back and forth so I could kiss her but only when she allowed it.

She allowed for some deeply passionate kisses and both of us quickened our breathing.

We kissed this way for a few minutes with me leaning, stretching, yearning for her lips, her touch and with her controlling the moment and enjoying my complete adoration. My beautiful goddess was bestowing her attention and her love upon me. My heart was soaring and my erection was too.

“Lay down on your stomach, on the floor and put your hands behind your back” she said confidently, clearly, but not angrily. More of a matter of fact, “do what I say because I’m the goddess and I already know you will do whatever I say.” kind of way.

It was tricky to move from standing in the sleeping bag to getting on the floor. I squatted and leaned and more or less flopped on the ground. So intense. So excited.

I got on my stomach and she climbed on my back and was riding me from behind and laying on top of me and rubbing me all over from outside the sleeping bag. I was giddy. It made me laugh out loud in between moans of pleasure. I was throbbing, aching and… I was her captive.

She stood up looking down and me and I rolled over onto my back. She immediately started using her feet to rub me all over and step gently (mostly) on Mr. Happy. I was writing, laughing, screaming and having the most joyful and playful love making experience I may have ever had. It was pure joy and ecstasy.

And the best part about it was, she stopped before I had an orgasm. My balls were aching when we were done but I was extremely satisfied sexually because she had just showered me with so much love and attention.

Plus I really like it when she leaves me (when I have the discipline) to wait until she comes first. We usually end up coming together that way.

Addendum

It happened again. This time she asked me to put on my tight blue spandex suit and then my panda furry suit and grab my sleeping bag. She knew I was sad about not getting a job offer and even though she wanted to go to the garden store, she said, “get downstairs right now with that sleeping bag and get in it.” in a nice but confident and expectant way. So I complied.

She zipped me inside, tightly, up to the neck. Then she took two long scarves and tied one around my waist and arms and one around my ankles and said, “There.” in the most satisfied voice and went to sit on the couch, smiling.

In a moment like that my pulse races. I feel helpless, at her mercy. And she is merciful. She wants me to cum. She rubs me and climbs all over me, sits on my face and then goes back to the couch for a break.

I desperately want to cum but the layers of the spandex and the panda suit plus the sleeping bag are making it very difficult and after well more than an hour, I am so sweaty the sleeping bag is sticking to my body. I’m tired and out of breath and frustrated that I can’t cum but my whole body is throbbing and its ecstasy.

She knows I’m not going to cum and seems slightly disappointed but unconcerned and tells me I can’t get out of the sleeping bag regardless until she says so.

She finally releases me and I climb up on the couch next to her and she pets me and smooths out my sweaty hair. She doesn’t care that I’m dirty because I’m her loving dirty monkey who would do just about anything to make her happy.

We enjoyed the afternoon. Went out to run some errands and came back to relax on that same couch. We watched a show and when it ended I started petting her. She stretched out a bit and somehow her top button from her jeans was undone.

I wasted no time getting the other buttons undone and the jeans off. I was between her legs and I grabbed a blanket and threw it over my head, covering her and creating my own little kitty cave.

I tried to shove my nose in between her legs, right into her panties but she closes her legs when I get close and now she has my head in a headlock between her thighs inches away from my goal, unable to move forward.

We play this cat and mouse game for a while but somehow I get her panties off and once my tongue touches Miss Kitty, my Goddess switches from “don’t start” to “don’t stop”.

I am throbbing, aching to cum from over an hour of teasing earlier in the day (not to mention the days before) and I can feel she and I are getting into a rhythm together. I feel her getting close and she feels my pent up orgasm coming. She says “don’t stop” and I’m not sure I’m going to be able to cum at all. Now she is starting to have her orgasm but its small and slow at first. She feels something bigger coming. So do I. It’s building up and my balls are getting tight. I’m holding it back but it’s coming on strong and she feels it too and we are breathing hard and I am licking and sucking Miss Kitty and she is bucking and the tension reaches a peak and we both stop, freeze, and hold our breath for five seconds while it comes, and we feel this powerful wave of an orgasm wash over both of us as we both cum and cry out in joy and pain, gasping for breath, squeezing each other.

So, in summary, its better when I get the sleeping bag treatment for an hour or so earlier in the day before the main event.

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Dirty Monkey

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Congratulations on your purchase of this brand new new dirty monkey. His name is Furry. He is obedient, loyal and strong and will provide you with years and years of very satisfying service with some basic care and feeding.

He is already dressed and ready to go. He is wearing a full body spandex suit and a furry sleeper which he has been wearing for a while. His Mr. Happy is on a hair trigger. He has a remote control prostate massager in his bobey tail and you can control it with the Lovense application.

He is also gagged and wearing a panty mask so he won’t be speaking unless you want him to and he knows he should try to stay quiet even if he gets excited. He is at your service. If you have any jobs you want done, he will get to work.

You will notice he has cuffs on his wrists and ankles for your convenience. If he has done a good job or just been a good boy you are free to reward him as you see fit. Like most pets he loves to sit by your side and be petted. He loves to have his cuffs tied together and get zipped into his sleeping bag (included free with your dirty monkey!).

Once zipped, you don’t need to worry about your monkey for an hour or two. He might struggle and squirm a bit but he will ultimately either orgasm or take a nap or both. You don’t need to take any action but it’s perfectly OK for you to stroke, tickle, tap, hug, sit, lay, rest your feet on and snuggle with your zipped up dirty monkey.

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Feet

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I did not have a foot fetish when I met Vinyl. She does have very beautiful, well manicured and cared for feet so given a chance to kiss them I would certainly take it.

One morning we were in bed together and I was super horny (as usual) so after some snuggling I went down under the covers and kissed my way down to her feet. Of course, I was already wearing a tight spandex outfit because Vinyl lets me wear them to bed. I was already hard for a good 20 minutes.

Vinyl has very talented feet. She can pick stuff up with her toes easily. Her feet are like little monkey hands. So I’m down under the covers upside down. My feet are on my pillow. Her feet are in my face and she starts grabbing my face with her talented feet. She rubs my forehead and strokes my face with her toes. She uses the flat bottom of her feet and presses them up against my face so my eyes are covered and she starts moving her feet around on my face. Sometimes she covers my mouth or nose with her feet. Sometimes both.

My breathing is already heavy because I’m under the covers and I’m very warm because I’m getting excited and I’m down there re-breathing my warm air. My beloved Vinyl is quite warm naturally so she is getting me hot down there.

My cock is rock hard and throbbing but she is not touching it and I naturally put my hands behind my back and tell myself I can’t move them. Meanwhile she is rubbing my face more and more aggressively with her feet.

I’m straining and my buttocks are tight as arch my back and lift my ass off the bed, reaching for the sky with my penis, trying to rub it against anything. The blanket is not enough and my Vinyl is not touching my penis at all. My muscles are straining and I think to myself…this might make me cum if it keeps going like this.

Her feet are in my face and she is covering my mouth. Now her toes are playing with my ears and she is sticking her toes into my ears and I am trying not to scream and shout. My cock is still throbbing and I am pulsing it up and down but its not getting touched. Aching for release this goes on for a good 15 minutes.

I really need to cum at this point so I lift my feet up off the pillow, straining and feeling the burn in my abdomen. My cock is getting even harder and desperately trying to rub the sheets with very little success. Her feet continue to explore my face and hair and ears. I can’t hold my feet up much longer and the strain is making my penis feel closer to orgasm. I try to keep them up but I can’t. My feet hit the pillow and I buck my hips into the air in a glute bridge fucking the air and the blanket. Throbbing, aching, sweating, breathing heavy.

The strain of the glute bridge is too much and although I’m close to orgasm I can’t and rest my hips back on the bed and lift my feet up again. In my mind I am thinking my beloved Vinyl is making me do this. Its good exercise and she needs me to be fit.

My feet in the air, my belly tight and burning I feel an orgasm coming but no one is rubbing my cock. Will I be able to orgasm without being touched? The answer, clearly, yes as I explode into my spandex and let all the tension in all my muscles go loose.

We were both a little surprised I could actually cum this way. I was in a state of pure euphoria for a very long time. I came up from under the covers and she kissed me and I kissed her and she hugged me and held me in her arms and I was content and relaxed and fully present in that joyful moment. After that, I knew my beloved Vinyl would always take care of me.

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Tied Up!

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It happened. I’ve been asking her to tie me up, trying to explain why I wanted that and how it might happen in a way that she would be comfortable with and yesterday, it happened.

Here is the thing: I’ve only ever done self-bondage. I’ve never been in a relationship with someone who wanted to play with bondage. I’ve never gone to a professional dominatrix. This, in spite of the fact that I was born kinky and have been curious and deeply interested in bondage my whole life.

Why?

Well, for me this is very intimate stuff. I don’t talk about my kinks with people. I probably should but I have always found it very difficult. Why not blog about it? That makes sense!

Even as kink makes its way into the mainstream as it has over the last several years, I am shy and embarrassed about it. Men aren’t supposed to be submissive or weak. Its not something you want to confess or make widely known.

So now I have finally found a woman who knows me intimately. I decided I would tell her I was kinky on day 1 of our relationship and I’ve tried to be as clear and explicit about what I like and why without scaring her away. She is not naturally kinky and wasn’t seeking a boy she could dominate sexually.

She is naturally dominant however, and she is one of the strongest people I know. I mean emotionally strong. She is extremely well grounded, confident, logical, empathetic…strong. She is independent and likes to be in control. She has opinions and a well thought point of view on most things. She likes to make decisions.

Our sex life has been hot since the first day we got together. While she is not really what I would call kinky, she likes costumes and playtime. She knows I love spandex and she lets me wear it whenever I want. I like to pretend that she is making me wear it and won’t let me take it off and she indulges. She plays with me and teases me relentlessly and sometimes denies me and sometimes not. It’s all wonderful.

Tying me up is something she has been willing to do. The first time she tried I got scared because she was pretty good at it and I had never been truly helplessly confined so I asked her to stop before she finished and that made the whole idea a bit more daunting for both of us.

We talk about it, but not much so when I bring it up I think she is not sure exactly what to do. She always agrees to tie me up in conversation but it just never really seems to happen. We get busy and its hard to find a time, it seems.

So yesterday I had the day off work. She works from home and has a lot of flexibility in her schedule. So while she was on a break I suggested she could tie me up in between calls. Just sayin’. She had some time before her next call. We happened to be in the guest room so she said, “lay down on your stomach on the bed.” As soon as she did I had a near instant erection.

She got two long scarves from the closet. She tied one around my left wrist, pretty tight, and knotted it and then tied it to my left ankle. I knew she was going to hog tie me at that point something I had asked for and I was trembling with excitement. I fantasize about a strict hog tie but for this one I was glad she left plenty of length in the scarf between my hands and feet. This way I could move around a bit but not touch my face, for example.

I was getting more and more aroused and she seemed happy about it and then I think she really understood the excitement in the idea that I would be helpless in the next room while she took her call and I would just have to wait until she returned.

She surprised me by returning right away with a pair of used panties before she even started the call. She knows I love the smell of her kitty and we play a game sometimes in which she gives me a kitty mask to put on my face and enjoy smelling.

So with my hands tied behind my back she put the kitty mask on my face with my nose in the crotch part of the panties. I bucked and writhed with excitement. The smell was divine and it was driving me into a frenzy. My cock, which we call Mr. Happy, was rock hard and I couldn’t help gyrating and rubbing myself on the bed, essentially humping it. She seemed pleased with herself and amused at my situation which made my situation so much more enjoyable!

I could hear her on the call in the next room and I knew it would be as much as :30 minutes or more. I was getting hotter and hotter and closer and closer to orgasm. Mr. Happy was throbbing and I wanted to cum so badly but I knew I should not because as soon as I cum I want to be untied. Right after I cum its quite unpleasant to be tied up and I want to be untied right away. So I knew if I came and I couldn’t get untied I’d be very uncomfortable and unhappy until she came back. So I stopped. I rolled to my side and tried to catch my breath and relax a bit but Mr. Happy was still rock hard and wanted to play so I started humping the bed again. This went on until I nearly came a couple times and had to stop. Finally, near exhausted I rolled on to my back in a position that was less strenuous and relaxed. I was in such a euphoric state I nearly fell asleep.

When I could hear she was ending her call and might come back, I had lost my erection. So I rolled over to my stomach again and started trying to hump and get it back. She came in to check on me asking “how are you doing” and I’m sure I said something like “I am in heaven”.

She said, well I have another call soon that will last an hour, do you want me to untie you?” and I said, “I can’t decide…” to which she immediately replied, “OK then you’re staying tied up” and Mr. Happy sprang back to life and then I thought, “Oh no, I’ll be near orgasm in two minutes and I’ll have to stop again.”

Mr. Happy had his own ideas about what was going to happen so I started humping the bed again and very quickly I knew I was going to cum if I didn’t stop. Too late, I was past the point of no return so I just went for it and had the most powerful orgasm I have ever had.

It took a long time before I realized I was still tied up and now it was a predicament because Mr. Happy was done and I wanted to be untied but she was only 3 minutes into her hour long call.

I caught my breath and started working on the knots and thankfully we were only using soft scarves so I was able to get it untied. When I calmed down I went to her office and let her know I had the time of my life. I was truly so grateful and I was filled with a deep sense of acceptance and love.

What an incredible experience!