Chastity

Carol had just turned twenty. She had been dumped by her boyfriend once more. Oh yes, she could tell you a few things about boys. They were only after her body. When they realised she wanted to be a virgin when she got married, they ran a mile! It was not as if she did not jerk them off. Although she loved to tie them up first before she did it. A few liked that, especially Alan. She cried her heart out when he left. Keith liked her tossing him off, but was not struck on the being tied up! He would not tie her up and frig her so she had to make do with self bondage and her trusty friend, Roger the rabbit! ...

Chapter One “Bowling? Really? It’s an unusual injury to get from bowling.” The doctor didn’t sound convinced, but I thought I might be able to get away with it. “Er, yes, bowling.” “And so how often do you go bowling?” It wasn’t going to work, but I thought I’d try to bluff it through. “Um, well, about… once in a while…” The doctor sighed, took his glasses off, and leaned forward at me. “Mr Jones, I have seen the X-rays of your hand and the physiotherapists report, and I can say that in all my years of looking at hand pain problems, symptoms like yours have never been attributable to a bad technique at bowling.” ...

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing…be patient…I look to trying to improve and give you want you want. Prologue Victor was packing his bags for his final trip to his new home. Traveling across the globe to a place that was a bit different, is a change for anyone. **ring** Looking up to his cell phone he saw that it was his ex-wife, he groaned. Reaching over his grabbed it and answer. ...

Author's Note: I welcome all feedback (negative and positive). Thanks. Forward and Disclaimer The devices, programs, gadgets, toys, apps, and websites in this story are real. The use of their brand names and products allowed through nominative fair use. The potential for them to be used in the ways they are in this story really does exist. Research has been conducted to ensure the accuracy and efficacy of these items to make this story as realistic as possible at the time of writing. I apologize for any updates, changes, modifications, or changes in availability of any these items that will render their capabilities to vary from that shown in the story. The characters here are fictional and any likeness or similarity to real people is purely coincidental. ...

Author's Note: Authors note: This is a revision of the story I originally submitted. I apologize for the format and poor writing of the first. I know that my English and writing skills are poor. I sent the story to my friend John in New Jersey who helped me with the rewrite it. We all have different skills. English and writing are not mine. On the other hand I can fix anything electrical or mechanical. Hope you enjoy my story and leave good comments. ...

Alana had always been intrigued about what Melissa called her hobby. Melissa never tried to hide the truth, she was unashamed of who she was. Alana just had more questions than Melissa could answer. “So these women, like to be tied up and tortured?” Alana would ask. “Some of them do. I wouldn’t call it being tortured. It’s actually freeing them from all other responsibilities and surrendering themselves to me for an hour.” ...

Today, Mirage was particularly longing for her handler to arrive. As soon as the first rays of sunlight had lit up the barn, she had awoken with that deep urge. The same urge that was bothering her for days on end. But today was that day again, when she might be granted release from her hardship. Pressing her haltered head against her stall’s door, she was just able to see the gate of the barn. But no matter how much the ponygirl whimpered and pawed, it remained closed. What took him so long?! Didn’t he know what day was today?! ...

Author's Note: Please note, this is not the full story, merely the first chapter. I will be be publishing additional chapters if this is well-received. Three college students are vacationing at a friend’s mansion when a crew of slavers breaks in and forces them to submit, eventually turning them into slaves. Chapter 1 Megan struggled to make it to the end of the hallway while balancing the full breakfast tray. Not only had adding her captor’s desired amount of creamer brought the coffee’s level to the brim of the mug, the chain linking the leather cuffs on her ankles only allowed for about 18 inches of movement. It also would have been easier to hold the tray by the edges, but the chain binding her wrists was even shorter, forcing her to carry the whole thing palm-up in the middle. She stopped and took a few deep breaths through her nose, deciding it was better to take her time and step carefully rather than rush the process and risk spilling anything. The newly minted prisoner knew by now that just one stream of coffee over the side would result in a far worse spanking than mere tardiness. ...

Author's Note: That’s my first story, i hope you’ll have a nice time reading it. Events related in the story are partly true (i lived some of them) but strongly exagerated. Last things… i’m not english so be lenient when reading. _Update (2012/07/20):* Please forgive me for the delay since the last update.* Introduction My name is Matthew, I am 30 years old. As far as I can remember I’ve always been fascinated by BDSM. Even as a child, I already lost myself in daydreams where I was kidnapped by “bad guys” who sell me as an “object” or as a slave. My submissive nature was already there … ...

Author's Note: : I’ve drawn a great deal from pleasure posting “1st and Goal” and other stories here, and the positive responses they’ve garnered. I plan to continue posting most of my older works, but am starting off with something new. Updates for this one will not be as frequent, as it is a work in progress. My plans also include publishing my complete stories (for a nominal fee) at a website used by several authors here. Information on this will be forthcoming. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy… ...