Bondage

Sam Johnson stared at the letter in his hand: “Dear Mr. Johnson, How unfortunate that you felt the need to testify against Jimmy in the trial, despite our arrangement. I told you that if Jimmy was convicted, your family would pay the price. Well, this letter is to inform you of what that price will be. We currently have possession of a certain wife of yours named Sarah. You may have noticed she didn’t come home on time. We’re going to keep Sarah for as long as Jimmy is behind bars. According to the judge, that’ll be 16 years. Better hope he gets an early parole. If you go to the police with this, I can absolutely guarantee Sarah will never be seen again. See you in 16 years. Tony” ...

Erica groaned into the thick rubber ball that filled her mouth as she stumbled across the room, the short chain between the tight metal cuffs on her ankles forcing her to take halting steps. The grip of her unseen captor was tight on her bare upper arm. The rough black bag that covered her head was still damp from the many tears she had cried during the long drive spent locked in the trunk of her own car. Her wrists hurt where the un-giving handcuffs bit into them behind her back, chafed from her earlier, desperate struggles to escape. Her ankles were spared some of that discomfort by the white cotton socks that protected them. ...

Author's Note: Erica and 9 other women are captured at sea by a highly advanced international sex slave organization. Erica recalls the events that led to her capture and details her transformation into the most coveted and expensive sex slave ever sold. The story is told in the first person, from Erica’s POV. Enjoy Erica and 9 other women are captured at sea by a highly advanced international sex slave organization. Erica recalls the events that led to her capture and details her transformation into the most coveted and expensive sex slave ever sold. The story is told in the first person, from Erica’s POV. ...

It all started when my friend took me out to his private ranch, out in the hills away from the City. All that open country with trees and even a small creek running through it made it look like heaven to a city girl like me. Even better, he didn’t live there, but had plans to build a house on the property some day. I saw a chance to have a private place where I could escape to indulge in my fantasies, so I didn’t hesitate to ask him for a key to the gate. He gave it to me, somewhat reluctantly, I thought, but I was glad to get it. ...

Of all the part-time jobs I’ve ever been through, and of all the ones I could have ever chosen, I’m probably happiest with my choice to be tutoring ESL now around my school schedule. I make my own hours, set my own wages, and best of all, I get to tutor Katherine. At the age of nineteen (one year younger than me), Katherine is just about every single ESL tutor’s wet dream. Hailing from the distant land of Korea, Katherine is sweet, naive, and innocent. At least that’s the impression she seems to always give. She told me she was often quiet or soft-spoken, no matter who she was around. However after only a couple weeks of tutoring her, our sessions had often evolved into hour-long conversations where she would just talk her sweet little head off. ...

Author's Note: : This is my very first attempt at writing so please bear with this one as I am learning. Most of this short story is written from the first person perspective of one of the doggirls and all of the participants are real as this was originally written as a fantasy/maybe someday kind of story shared between the two main participants and our Owners but we all agreed to share it after it was finished. ~ puppygirl kirika ryoko ...

Author's Note: First piece of erotica - I am a guy in the UK who lovingly builds / plans these type of scene’s / LTR plans in real life I often think through them first in a story like manner so someone suggested I write it out too! First piece of writing since school english lessons so constructive criticism is good and if you want to know more about my ideas, being a ‘victim’ or how I build them please PM me ^_^ ...

Author's Note: This is my first story and I hope you enjoy reading it. I would dearly love to improve my writing and so if you guys have any feedback or suggestions whatsoever I’d be delighted to hear them, positive or negative. Many thanks. - Josh Chapter 1 Olivia smiled as she stared into man’s exotic brown eyes, only half listening as he spoke. She was lost in her own world, mesmerised by how he looked at her as if she were the only girl in the world. He was talking to them all, his eyes taking in each one so his look was only a few moments. But it felt like hours. Olivia couldn’t remember why they were here or how they had started talking to him but it didn’t seem to matter. Her classmates, the trip, her studies and especially the time were all forgotten, so engrossed was she by his stories and his astonishingly handsome face. She couldn’t help but play with her hair as she stared at his light brown features, his chiselled jaw, his big brown eyes, and looking down, his bulging biceps and t-shirt worn stretched to its limit. Biting her lip slightly, she imagined what was underneath, thoughts of spending the night with him fluttering through her head. She was not alone either. All three girls were entranced by the mysterious man. ...

Part 1 The notion of being tied up had always held a strange fascination for Lauren, although until now her curiosity had lain dormant within her. Now, however, when the hint of an opportunity to actually participate arose, something stirred within her & she found herself desperately hoping that she was going to be able to experience firsthand something that had so far been merely a flight into fantasy. The nineteen year old slim, attractive brunette was staying the weekend at the home of two of her old school friends, Jade & Jasmine. Their parents were away for a few days, so the identical twins had invited Lauren to stay over until Monday at their house in the country. Not so much a house really, as a small mansion, with old creaking stairs, rambling corridors, cellars, an attic, & more rooms than Lauren had ever bothered to count. The house was set in several acres of its own grounds & boasted an orchard & a walled garden. Reached only by a long driveway from the road, the idyllic setting was peaceful, isolated & secluded. ...

My name is Sean. When I was 18 we lived in a middle class home in a small town in Indiana. There are five of us my mother, my step-father, my 20 year old sister Sara, my 19 year old step sister Darcy and of course myself. Yes, my stepfather was an asshole. My Mom was nice enough. Sara attends the community college. She was very sweet, absolutely gorgeous, and was one of the most popular girls in high school. Her senior year she was even selected the homecoming queen. Darcy on the other hand was a freaky nasty bitch on her best day. It gave her great pleasure to make me as miserable as possible. She was tall, even a little taller than me at 5’9”. She wasn’t unattractive. It was just really hard to tell, because her style was so freakish. She would always dress in black accessorize with studded leather collars and bracelets, dark make-up and nail polish, an array of piercings and an assortment black wigs of varying lengths. A whole morbid-punk-goth sort of thing that fits right in with the group of freaks she hung out with. At home or at school we generally just tried to avoid each other. ...