OK so I've been toying with this idea for awhile and would like some feedback and if possible any thoughts as to the safety of this project or how to make it safer would be much appreciated.
Also, as I have no subject willing to try this right now, anyone wanting to try this please feel free to drop a response or a message.

Insomnia ain't it great.
I figured rather than waste my time playing a video game or tossing some darts I'd write some more of this, actually liking this story and have a few more bits planned for it, so there will be some more chapters to come. Enjoy the read and feel free to post ideas, or even hate mail here. Its nice to know what people think.
Well time to go count ceiling tiles again yeah me, go me.

A re-post of 7 letters one of my stories, looks like I never finished it maybe I will now.

Seven letters.
I've been watching you from the shadows for hours now, even though you still think your alone, still think I abandoned you. Sure there were a couple of times I was sure you were going to catch me following you but I guess I got lucky.

OK a re-post of my first and least favorite story A Single Simple Spring Clip.

"...and all you need to do to let yourself go id open this simple little clip right here."

Yet another re-post this time its Dinner Plans

"Now I expect you upstairs and seated at your place for dinner in an hour." These were the words he had said just before he left. Considering you haven't eaten for 3 days the prospect of food is overwhelming. For anyone else or at any other time this would have been the easiest thing in the world to do, but not now, not like this.

Another re-post. This time its The Cum Box, one of my favorites.

A re-post of my story The Dispenser.

You kneel there on the table as you have for hours, your hands cuffed to your ankles, your shoulders resting on a shelf, your neck through the stocks. You try to look away again from the clock that has been your tormentor for so many hours but they are everywhere, a clock to your left, another to your right, one just inches in front of you, even one placed under the glass table, all tick tick ticking away as if singing some evil song of whats to come.

OK got stuck waiting around for two hours got bored and typed this hope everyone likes it more to come if I get some good reviews.

Welcoming you into my home you look around the porch expecting to be led further into the house. instead however I bend down to grab a handle bolted to the floor. You realize suddenly that there's a door built into the floor of the porch. Inside there's a staircase descending into darkness, you can't see far. Its as if the darkness has claim on this place and the light may not enter.

Tomorrow January 2nd 2011 I will be having a humiliation session, with fckpigwhore, (aka the woman who helped spawn the drinking sensation The Emma) at 3pm mountain time. All are welcome and encouraged to attend and enjoy her humiliation. Feel free to remark on her slut hood, her addiction to humiliation or what a filthy disgusting five dollar fuck she is while she completes tasks and humiliates herself in various ways.

Recently I've been talking with a slave I met here on SF who is very heavily into humiliation, by which I mean to say that this fckpig is a complete humiliation Whore. We've discussed her various fetishes and I've had her do some pretty disgusting and humiliating things ranging from walking to the corner store with a vibe in, to masturbating in front of the window and showing her asshole off to cumming repeatedly in a plastic wrap diaper and then wrapping her sandwich in it and taking it for lunch the next day.