The Escort

Her name was Nancy Wade; she had to be in her earlier 30’s, auburn hair about six feet tall, quite a beautiful woman that had aspirations for becoming actress when she had moved to the Los Angeles area in her 20’s. But after so many rejections and the small parts that she was able to get in television she decided to give it up. As so many women before her she had the looks but didn’t have the talent to really make it as a star. ...

The Estate Agent

My wife has never really shared my enthusiasm for me trussing myself up in ladies hosiery. In fact she really doesn’t approve at all, and has told me so on a number of occasions when desperation has driven me to try to enlist her help. Consequently I tend to fly solo, and this usually means I take advantage of the rare occasions when I’m alone at home to indulge my fantasies. I need to be careful to conceal the evidence – she has warned me that if she catches me I can expect to spend a lot longer than I reckoned tied up. On the face of it, this sounds good, but I know she means she will head off to her mother’s or a friend’s at least overnight. ...

The Experiment

Author's Note: The start of a long trail. I know where it’s going, will write more as I feel motivated. Chapter I - The Prep The offer really was too good to refuse. Lin’s student debt had been getting out of control and her efforts to find sources of income had all ended in blind alleys. She was a good student with some good ideas, but not so obviously brilliant that anyone had wanted to make a special accommodation for her when times were so tight. She was about to be forced to give up her ambition to get a PhD, or even an MS, and settle for very reduced career prospects. ...

The Extended Contract

Author's Note: It’s been a few years since I’ve written (completed) a story. I’ve had this one bouncing in my head for months and decided to finally do it. I’d love to hear your feedback! Jill sat at her makeshift terminal debugging a seemingly endless stream of code. Most of the code wasn’t hers so that didn’t help much despite the documentation. Her caffeine driven sleep deprived marathons were making even small tasks take excessively long but she refused to rest. ...

The Factory

Author's Note: This is the first story I’ve written - so be nice! Any comments would be greatly appreciated. When Jessica came to her head was foggy. As she took in her surroundings she tried to clear her mind to remember the events that had led to her being in the predicament she was now in. She had left work a little later than usual, around 5pm and began her usual walk to the train station. She had her headphones on full blast, like every day when she made her journey, she hated hearing the outside world and preferred to be lost in a world filled with music where every word had a meaning and told her a story. It stopped the boredom more than anything. ...

The Fall

Author's Note: Sorry for the delay, hope you enjoy it. Remember, I live for your feedback, so even if you hate it, let me know. Jenny xxx _Update (10/19/11):* Hope people are still enjoying this - lack of recent comments is a bit discuraging. If you’re still interested, please let me know. If not, I’ll work on other stuff.* Update (11/13/11): Thanks for the feedback, glad people are enjoying it. I think you’ll like this bit :-) As always, please comment to encourage me to write more. Jenny xxx ...

The Family Estate

Chapter 1: Gateway Connie, Alice and Kelly couldn’t believe how quickly civilization disappeared behind them. The string of potholes called a road wasn’t even wide enough for two cars to pass at the same time while keeping all four wheels on the pavement. It all added to the sense of adventure. This would be Kelly’s first time to the family estate: the “haunted” family estate. The stories from her childhood swam in her head. Most of them had seemed like tall-tales when she got older, and she didn’t really believe in the supernatural now. Still, those stories carried such an emotional weight that she couldn’t help but to be nervous and perhaps even a little fearful. Her feelings were contagious; Connie and Alice looked nervous as well. This was going to be a Halloween to remember for the three of them. Connie and Alice couldn’t wait to see a real ghost. They were giving up their fall break at the university to come with her. No one really expected anything to happen, but it would be fun nonetheless. ...

The Fetish Life

Author's Note: This is a story I wrote on another site and did not get much feedback from. I think it has an interesting premise, it came to me from a dream I had and just had to write out the scenario. It could maybe use a bit of editing for the story structure but I would love to get some feedback to what the readers to the site think. Thank you for taking the time to read it. ...

The Fifth Photograph

The Game It was 3:00 am on the morning after Halloween. Mike rode his Harley out of town along the deserted back roads. He let his mind wander, and imagined what it would have been like for her. “This isn’t supposed to happen,” she would have thought at first, in mild surprise. Something must be stuck or broken. Blinded by the flash of the camera, she would have been unable to focus enough to see his reaction or identify the problem. He could clearly see her reaction, though, and it sent chills through him as he continued to capture her experience with his lens. ...

The Final Test

Author's Note: Possibly not as brutal or non consensual as some previous feedback has suggested is preferred on this site but hopefully some of you will like it none-the-less. This story is all about consensual so if you are looking for rape/kidnapping/forced enslavement then don’t waste your time on this. If you like tight bondage, consensual BDSM and realistic predicaments then please read on and enjoy… As the loop tighten it was only the gag that stopped her fully voicing the sharp pain that shot through her trapped nipple. The gag in question was more demanding than any other Jenna had experienced - the larger than normal ring gag took effort to force behind her teeth, the leather strap around her head a formality as she would not be able to dislodge her oral intruder without her hands, and they were soon to be denied her. To make the gag more effective her tongue was pulled through the ring and held in place by a 6" stick top and bottom, joined each end by cable ties pulled tight enough to stop any chance of her escaping. Apart from drool, the only thing that was coming out of her mouth was unintelligible mumbles - nothing to disturb the neighbours. ...