Armbinder

Chapter 1 The combined efforts of Tri-Lambda and Omega-Mu fraternity and sorority houses had defeated and embarrassed their counterparts of Alpha Beta and Pi-Delta-Pi houses on many occasions. The natural enmity between the Adams College houses went further than jocks/cheerleaders and geeks/nerds. It grew into a feud that rivaled the Hatfields and McCoys. Therefore, when Spectral Enterprises Incorporated announced a contest between all the houses for a $50,000 prize for the most unique and imaginative Halloween display, the feud escalated to new heights. ...

Author's Note: Hello! I’m known for my illustrations in deviantArt and tumblr, but now I wanted to take a dive in the world of writing. I’m hoping it’ll entertain you all and it is not full of mistakes and typos. 1. Tomas had started an e-mail relationship with a Ukranian girl. Lena had registered in to a fetish forum and Tomas saw her pictures in there. They shared their thoughts about bondage and life. She was submissive, he was dominant. Everything seemed to be in order. Tomas really liked her face and hair, but her body was a bondage enthusiasts dream. Light and flexible. “So much to do, hope she’ll agree when…” Tomas thought. She was going to come to Belgium to meet him, perhaps start a life with him. ...

Author's Note: This is a speculative fiction novel with some darker content set in the relatively near future. Some might call it dystopian but others might argue that the picture it paints is quite attractive to a BDSM audience. The story draws on the ideas of a number of mid to late twentieth century sci-fi authors including Philip K Dick and William Gibson. The title is a homage to Robert A Heinlein’s sexy protagonist ‘Friday’ and the story is largely told in the first person by two submissive women who inhabit different worlds, though others contribute as the plot develops. In this respect I enjoy the style of Iain M Banks, developing characters and sub-plots in isolation and then gradually allowing different stories to collide. ...

Author's Note: She made the mistake of trusting someone. Now it’s too late to change her mind. She is has become dominated and dependent on a person who takes over her life and liberty. I keep saying to myself that all I need to do is to stay calm and I’ll be all right. Someone will come to get me soon. Can you believe this? I’m a prisoner in my own house, caught in a trap of her making and my complicity. A game I was drawn into that has gone seriously wrong. I feel that I can’t trust anyone again. I shift on the bed to get comfortable. It’s another vain hope; she has used specialist equipment to restrain me. ...

Chapter 1: The Auction and my Master “Sold!” the auctioneers’s voice declares. “To the gentleman in the third row! Congratulations sir, she’s a fine catch.” With the stage cleared, the wench on the other side is cranked and I am pulled by the cuffs holding my arms up, the chain jingling as it pulls me. I cannot see for hood covering my head and struggle to keep from falling as I am pulled toward the center of the stage. I can feel the heat of the spotlight through the silk gown covering my body. ...

Foreword: this is the story of a young girl who had been kidnapped and modified into a plaything for the wealthy elite, then bought by someone who is interested in her as more than just property. It is the beginning of what I hope will turn into a short stories series, to consolidate my erotic-fiction writing under a single tale. As typical of my works, this is a story of pure fantasy; I love details and I love psychological elements, but it’s not meant to be ‘realistic BSDM’. If you take issues with that, I’d consider leaving. ...

Author's Note: This is the sequel to “Weekend With 12 Prep School Girls.” Start with 12 hot and sexy nymphomaniac 18 year old girls, and add 12 cute 18 year old guys, our intrepid Jennifer and Sally, plus 2 iffy male chaperones. Mix them all up and you wind up with a weekend long bonmdage ganmgbang! The first Monday in August, Miss Greeley, from the Lake Forest Preparatory Academy called me to confirm that her girls were expected at Camp Shady Oaks the following Friday. She wanted to be sure that her girls got a complete fishing experience. I explained that August was not the best month for fishing, and that we would have to start quite early in the morning for the best results. We settled on leaving at 6"00 AM, and Sally and I would be in their parking lot by 5:45 AM. I reminded her that there would also be a chaperoned group of boys from North Shore Country Day Academy would also be there. Miss Greeley thought that it would do her girls some good to interact with the boys in a wooded camp setting. Little did she know just how much interaction that I expected there to be? Sally and I spent the majority of that week baking and cooking and packing for the upcoming weekend. On Thursday, Sally and I went to our favorite day spa for a full Brazilian Bikini wax job. Although we probably could have waited another month, because our husbands didn’t say any thing, there was enough hair growth for the wax to catch what we had. I would have hated any of our 18 year old charges ridiculing us over a little pubic hair. Considering our normal weekend activities, usually barefoot or in sneakers, we skipped the manicures and pedicures, and would do our nails once the night before we left. Sally and I were packed and ready Thursday night, except for the perishable food items. ...

I cringed, for tonight I was to be punished. My Love had caught me masturbating without permission. We preferred the terms “My Love” and “Wench” to “Master” and “Slave”. It was personal preference I guess. We were to go to a “play party”, and I was sure that I would be one of the “toys” to be “played” with. I was forced to come to the party wearing only a black dress that ended mid-thigh, a pair of heels, and I was locked into my Tollyboy chastity belt. I didn’t know if Love brought the key or not. ...

_Author's Note: Please note that this is my first story and all constructive critism would be greatly appreciated. _edit* Thank you for all your support and comments, apologies for the long wait for the conclusion to the story* Chapter 1 Sophie was 18; she had looks that most women would die for. Her hair was a gorgeous brown colour which flowed to around 2 inches below her shoulder line. She had icy-blue eyes and a very slightly pale skin tone. She was still a bit depressed when her boyfriend dumped her for a girl whom Sophie did not like one bit. In order to cheer her up, her best friend Sammy had invited her to her house for the weekend as Sammy’s mother was visiting friends in the Lake District which, by train, was two hours away so there would be minimal disturbances from her for the duration. ...

Author's Note: We all do things on holiday that we wouldn’t do in our everyday lives including the adoption of local customs or dress. Some we recall fondly, others we might prefer to forget. In this story a professional couple ‘go native’ with surprising results. We’d read it in the guide book but I’m not sure either of us believed it until we arrived at the city and saw it with our own eyes. However, it was true, there were guards at the gate stopping all visitors and ensuring all women who entered the city were restrained. ...