Chastity

Author's Note: This is the beginning of a fairly lengthy story I have been working on. The story itself serves as the introduction to the first character of what I hope to develop into a small series of stories. Having now taken a short break after writing 28 chapters, I am reading back and questioning some of my decisions. Because of this I have decided to post the first nine chapters, the ones I am happiest with, and solicit any suggestions or advice for where readers think the story (or series) should go, or improvements to what I have. Please comment or e-mail me your suggestions. Enjoy! ...

Author's Note: This is chapter one of a forthcoming novel about the BDSM adventures of a female artist abducted in southern France. Chapter 1: Abducted The afternoon quiet had settled over the provincial town of Aix-en-Provence. A bright Mediterranean sun was beating down on the Cours Mirabeau when she emerged from ‘Les Deux Garcons.’ Paula blinked at the glare as and walked off, a little unsteadily after a luxurious lunch with the gallery owner. They had celebrated the end of a very successful 10-day exhibition. Almost all of her exhibited work had been sold. Each day she had spoken to very interested potential customers. One of them even had talked about a commission to decorate his villa in Antibes…. ...

Author's Note: A quiet weekend in a country mansion that radically changed a young couples’ life… 1. A Victorian Evening… ‘Turn left’ purred the navigation system’s seductive female voice and he obediently turned into a narrow country lane. The winding lane was hemmed in between grey stone walls and widened only now and then. The walls restricted his view to the next twist in the road so he slowed down and silently prayed there would be no oncoming traffic. When the road abruptly ended, in front of a firmly locked steel gate in a high stone wall, he let out a sigh of relief while the navigation system cooed ‘you have reached your destination!’ ...

The crime: My name is Jessica and I’m writing a story about my crime and my time in prison. It all started back in July of 2025. I recent law had been passed that all sexual crimes are treated differently from other types. Special prisons were built to handle these types of offenders more severely to keep our public safe. I was in a relationship with my partner Katie. We had been together for 5 years when she decided to cheat on me. She met a girl named Charlotte at a bar while I was on a business trip. When I got home a day early to surprise Katie, I found her in our bed with Charlotte. Katie never showed me her kinky side but Charlotte was handcuffed to the 4 corners of the bed while Katie ate out her pussy. ...

Author's Note: This is the first chapters of a two part story Part I - March 29-2017 There are times in one’s life, that a simple decision to take a much-needed trip turn out to be more than one asks for. That doesn’t mean that the original intention of taking that trip was ill advised, or that the measurement after the fact is nothing more than playing a Monday Morning Quarter Back after the Sundays Game, it just gives one the ability to Ponder Life’s Destiny and Life’s Meaning. ...

Author's Note: My first story, hope you like it. Not quite sure which tags would be best. _Update (2012/02/11):* Looks like I definitely bit off quite a lot of plot. Thanks to those who have stuck with it. I think if I cut back on the storyline, I’ll wreck things so sorry to those with feedback about length. Sue will definitely be continuing her investigations in upcoming chapters, but had a few distractions in this chapter.* ...

Author's Note: An Elder Scrolls: Skyrim fan fiction. This story is an adaptation of “The Bound Queen’ quest in the Deviously Cursed Loot as well as featuring aspects of the Captured Dreams Workshop mods for Skyrim, both found at loverslab.com (Really great). I have modified the content normally found in the quest for the sake of telling the story I wanted to tell as well as correcting a few lore errors in the quest. Yes, I am THAT kind of nerd - don’t hate. If this is well received, I will write more tales of Tamriel. There are plenty of stories to tell. ...

Author's Note: As usual, this is fiction. It is 1rst person because, well, that is the view point character. “I” gets capitalized if it begins a sentence. Oh, if you read this on another site, good eyes. I’m the author that submitted it there.:) The bondage is almost secondary to the power exchange. i await her. The damn Chastity Device is off and i’m rock hard but these restraints mean i can’t do anything about that. She knows it. She loves the irony. She loves my suffering. i love her for loving my suffering. ...

Author's Note: A fictional story for fantasy and enjoyment only. A sequel exists if there is interest, and of course feedback is always welcome! Cheri, Laura, and Gwen were best friends but almost nothing alike. Gwen was aggressive and passionate. She’d competed in gymnastics as a child and still practiced a little for fun and exercise. She also captained the university’s debate team and was bound to be a high priced lawyer someday, which got her into trouble when she contradicted her professors a little too much. The short-haired brunette hardly went a day without talking about her next hiking trip to the mountains. ...

Author's Note: sorta a rough draft , created from a erotic poem I wrote Here I am bound bent over a coffee table. I have been this way for hours. Ever since the dinner party turned into a night of entertainment. My Dominus bound me here for her friends to use as they see fit. My lingerie is torn, my ass is red from multiple spankings, I have been fucked so many times by strap-on and the real thing I have lost count. My jaw aches from all the cock and all pussy I have pleased. The whole time I have been locked in my chastity belt. Denied an orgasm or even the right to be turned on by current state. ...