Stories

“Do you have a girlfriend?” The question caught me by surprise, but I managed to choke out a, “No,” before the woman pushed her way into my apartment. “Great, we can do each other a favor.” I had moved to Richmond a little over four months previous to this and had spent more time getting used to my new job than I had getting to know the neighbors. There had been a barbecue out by the pool on the Fourth of July where I never actually spoke to her but had been told her name and I knew she lived down in 1H, but that was about it. She was shorter than average and had a little extra weight, but wore it well. She had shoulder length brown hair with red highlights and wide brown eyes. Overall, I had categorized her as cute when I first saw her. She also had a few regular visitors who looked as if they could squash me with no effort and didn’t look like her brothers, so this mutual favor agreement she had declared we were in had me a little nervous. ...

Author's Note: This is a description of a fictional system for incarcerating and reforming criminals. I tried to create a system that completely controls every aspect of a persons existence. The most intense bondage experience possible. Incarceration is a massive expense for any modern country that wishes to maintain justice, peace and order. The main goals of incarceration are to prevent recidivism, act as a deterrent to potential criminals and protect public safety. ...

Note: This part of the story is my own rendition of what likely happened that night at the end of Part 1, if the author wishes this part taken down from the site then so be it, no hard feelings, but I thought it’d be nice to continue the story for all the readers out there, anyways without further adieu onto the story. Part 1 I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, “wait a second, run that by me again Steph? You plan to just leave me like this? The club closes at 2am.”, “I’m aware Jessica so that gives you a little under 3 hours to find everything, and don’t worry, as I told you I had the bouncers hand the stuff out to regulars or people they know. But that’s just to start off, the stuff may be passed out to people who don’t come here regularly then you might be waiting more than a night or 2 to get everything off, but I’ll check on you tomorrow to see your progress, and who knows maybe we’ll have some more fun, have a good one Jess.” Steph gave me a little wink after saying that, and then lost her way through the crowd as she headed for the door. This game of Steph’s was fun for awhile but I think she overdid it with this part, I was so turned on and wanted to cum so bad but there wasn’t a thing I could do about it, the damn vibes wouldn’t let me. Every time I came close the cycles would go down again and start over, it was quite frustrating, so I began my search for the 10 combination numbers and the 15 keys I’d need in order to finally give myself a very well deserved release. ...

Renee and I had rented an old adobe house in the mountain foothills of Arizona. It was cooler up there, but cool is a relative thing during an Arizona summer. One thing that we loved about the place was its secluded location. It has a view of the Sonoran desert stretched out in the valley below and we could indulge in the ultimate attire for surviving the desert heat by spending much of our time au natural in the house and around the property. ...

Author's Note: More to come :) Part 1 The previous night one of my friends storm had come round, we watched a few movies and eventually fell asleep, nothing happenened but we had a good time. In the morning a parcel of mine came and storm was still here. I wasnt sure what it was so i bought it upstairs to where storm was still asleep. When she woke a few minutes later, i had completely forgot about the package as i had started watching tv, she noticed it and asked what was in it, i told her i didnt know and chucked it to her to open. As i continued to watch tv she started opening the box. ...

Stacy swallowed hard as the door hissed open. She had to do it. They had made an agreement. This was the only way. She took a deep breath and stepped over the threshold. Apart from the light flooding in through the door behind her, the room was pitch black. It was difficult to tell how large the room was, or if there was anything in it. Stacy took another deep breath. The only way to go was forward. ...

Author's Note: All is not as it seems at this twisted retreat as one female patient soon discovers… Phase 1 I checked into a Stress Recovery Retreat in order to get a handle on my frazzled life. After registering, I conveniently bypassed having to meet other guests as I was escorted to my room. I was surprised at the comfort and decadence of the room- then again, this whole retreat was catered to be stress relieving, right? After getting adjusted, I made my way to the clinic room for my first analysis. ...

Author's Note: In a world where virtual reality rules supreme, Casey uses an artificial double to safely suffer through some of the worst tortures a woman could ever experience. She loves every second of it. Warning: This story contains very extreme, over-the-top depictions of BDSM and torture. It is a work of pure fantasy. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Casey lived in a world where virtual reality ruled supreme. Centuries of technological advances had allowed computers to become capable of replicating practically any sensation the human body could possibly experience. Simulated cyberspace was nearly indistinguishable from reality. Everybody owned a virtual reality headset. It was practically impossible to function in modern society without one. ...

“Good morning, beautiful,” came Pauline’s voice, rousing me from my sleep and closely followed by a tender kiss on the lips - there is no better way to wake up. I returned her kiss. I couldn’t do much else, since she was pinning my arms to my sides under the duvet with her thighs. I opened my eyes and looked into hers with a smile. “What time is it?” I asked, taking the opportunity to look her up and down - she was dressed for work, most noticeably in an obscenely-short skirt which showed off her tanned legs. ...

Author's Note: Sorry to not finish this sooner. Part 1 Sitting on the low couch, I picked up the shiny bodystocking and pulled it up my legs. I knew the day I had planned would be long so I tried to get dressed as quickly as possible so I couldn’t back out. After pulling the tight nylon over my perky breasts, my nipples stood straight out and pulled against the light material. I reached behind to pull up the zipper leaving only my crotch exposed to the warm morning air. ...