Bondage

Author's Note: I wouldn’t exactly call myself a writer of erotic fiction, preferring to engage in lighter fair. However, there are times, late at night, when a particularly odd idea will formulate in my head. These are those odd ideas come to light. Mostly, my tales will tilt towards the erotic horror, the story twisting somewhere dark in the final chapters. Though, I will admit to the romantic. Occasionally I go there and put forth something with more substance and emotion. ...

Author's Note: Def: Oculus Mirror - a mirror in which the more you look at it the more you see your evil reflection. Def: Oculus Mirror - a mirror in which the more you look at it the more you see your evil reflection. Prologue The old man walked along the side walk slowly. His cane helped him along so he wouldn’t stumble. Soon he came to a row of shops and entered the one with the sign ‘Antiques’ hanging above the door. Walking into the room he took a look around and noticed something amiss. The clerk came out of the back room and spied the old man and said, “Hello Herr Brunner, how was your lunch?” ...

“We run a tight ship here, Ms Dremmer,” the bald department head lectured from the front, and in the same pace he was storming along the corridor. Mr Wicklebimm couldn’t be bothered to hold any door open for the young woman struggling to keep up. “Do not think of your first day at work as a first day, but as work. There is no need for idleness just because your notepad still has all its sheets blank.” ...

Part 1 The new girl who had moved into the house-share fascinated Kate. She was tall, in her mid-twenties with long dark hair. She had a fantastic figure and was always well dressed, although usually in casual attire. She was single, but flirted with many guys. Despite having spent a number of wine-filled evenings with her and the other two housemates, Kate still didn’t know much about her – there was a certain attractive mystery surrounding her. ...

Author's Note: This is a slightly shorter, but more extreme, version of the story posted on boundanna.com. Part 1: The Stocks Please don’t stop," Jazmin cried. “I’m almost there.” “I’m sorry Honey, I’m done,” Viktor replied, withdrawing his penis from his wife’s vagina. “Please Viktor, just a couple more thrusts.” “Honey, you don’t understand, when we men have shot our load we go soft. We’re done; there’s nothing we can do about it.” ...

The civilization had died over 3000 years ago. They were a very exotic and erotic people. The artifacts that were discovered were incredible, and Lori couldn’t help but be a little curious. No one was allowed to handle any of the artifacts until they could be inspected, but she just had to examine something which had been on her mind all day. She entered the cargo area and immediately found what she was looking for, since she had placed it there earlier. It was late, and nobody saw her take the box back to her quarters. ...

Author's Note: This is fan fiction inspired by the Sabrina TV series and the ZFX/Shockwave Videos. It employs supernatural elements, so this may not be for everyone. Zelda and Hilda Spellman arrived at the house of their client, Charles Osgood, the famed explorer of all things rare and magical. Finally retiring after several decades of adventure, Charles Osgood decided that he needed to scale back his massive collection. Some he donated to museums, and still others he donated for charity auctions. However, there was still so much more left that he hired Zelda and Hilda Spellman to go through and inventory his massive collection and arrange shipment to various follow-on locations at a tidy sum for their services. ...

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing erotic literature and I have chose the single sentence paragraph to help make it flow easier. Depending on the reviews there may be a continuation. Chapter One: THE AUCTION The chill of the early fall breeze was causing the male captives to shiver as they stood bare naked on the auction platform with their wrists chained to the back of their necks. ...

Part 1 Emma and Kate were excited about being invited to the party. Lauren was a top model, very wealthy and had a reputation for hosting the best parties. She lived in a huge Victorian Terrace house in a fashionable part of London. The women arrived and were soon into the party atmosphere. Champagne seemed to be running freely not to mention the other substances on offer. Soon after midnight, the friends were standing in the hallway. “Hey this must be the way down to Lauren’s famous champagne cellar” Emma said as she pushed open a door to reveal steps leading down to the basement. ...

Part 1 Alexandra applauded, almost giddy over the last minute goal, as the conquering hero skated in her direction. She stood up and waved from behind the plexiglass barricade that separated her front row seat from the action on the ice. Suddenly, Alexandra winced as number 23 leaned back sharply, sending a wave of ice crystals pelting against the clear shield in front of her. Looking around in embarrassment, Alexandra saw that most, if not all of the people in the sparsely populated stadium, had not noticed the blatant display of bravado. She turned back to the ice just in time to see the devilish grin that had melted her heart on so many occasions. But this time, Alexandra made a mental note of this incident, filling it away even as she went back to cheering for her boyfriend. ...