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Imprisoned

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Please post a comment to tell me what you thought. I enjoyed writing this.

I’d saved up enough to go on holiday alone. I never got time alone so this holiday was a dream come true. It was a tropical island in South America. The flight there was great as I was able to travel first class. I’d spent 3 weeks shopping, sunbathing and sightseeing and all too soon it was coming to an end. One thing that intrigued me were the female chain gangs. They wore black and white striped dresses and iron cuffs on their ankles, wrists and necks. They were chained together by their collars. They also had ball gags in their mouths. They were sweeping a pavement and the guard was watching with a whip in his hand. I imagined what it would be like to be in that position. I packed my bags and got a taxi to the airport. The driver was pleasant and offered me some food to take on the plane. Not thinking how naïve I was being I said thank you and put the sweets in my bag. I checked in then later put my hand luggage bag on the x-ray machine. My heart stopped when it didn’t come out the other side. The woman at the scanner motioned over two security guards who without a word took my bag and me to a back room. I was put in a chair and handcuffed to it. I was sweating and hyperventilating absolutely terrified. One of the men took out the sweets the taxi driver gave me. ‘Stupid idiot!’ I thought to myself. It was just a white ppaper bag which I hadn’t even looked in.

My New Mommy

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is an adult baby story. If this isn’t your thing I suggest you move on.

I was driving home one night in a snowstorm. I was on a lonely country road when my car suddenly skidded and crashed sideways into a tree. ‘Shit’ I thought. I tried calling for help on my phone but there was no signal. The snow was still coming down hard and it was pitch black. I decided to get out and look around. I was wearing jeans, a hoodie and a ski jacket so I wasn’t as cold as I could have been. I walked up the road for ages when I saw a car approach. I waved my arms and it stopped. The window rolled down and I saw a woman around thirty-five with long wavy brown hair.

The Island

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: I do not condone slavery this story all comes from a fantasy in my head.

Karen and her sister Laura were going on holiday to Mexico. They both worked as nurses and shared a flat together. They didn’t have a lot of friends and were happy with each other’s company. Karen was the older of the two at 26 and was a well-built brunette while Laura at 18 was a petite blonde. Karen usually made all the decisions. The two sisters had stopped at a hotel for the night before driving to the airport the next morning. It was quite run down and the clerk made the sisters uneasy. Karen was dressed in jeans and a tank top and Laura was in a short dress.

Tourist Trap

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: I like the concept of women being forced to do hard labour (I am a woman). These types of stories are a fantasy of mine and I feel there is not enough of these types of stories.

Katrina was so happy. She was 25 and had got enough money from her job as a lawyer to go on holiday alone. She came from Scotland where the weather was always dull and cold. She had long thick dark blonde hair, D cup breasts and was almost 6 feet. It was a fairly isolated desert island near Australia. It was not part of Australia. It was independent but not shown on any maps. It was fairly large. It had white sandy beaches, palm trees and luxury hotels. Katrina had checked into a 5-star hotel and after unpacking her things and eating breakfast was now sunbathing on the beach. It didn’t make her suspicious that she was the only one there. What she didn’t know was that this island was a tourist trap. The only free people were those who were born there.