Author's Note: Okay, I’m willing to admit right up front that this story is FAR from flawless. I wrote it when I was about 18-19 and my writing skills at the time were questionable at best. But, I still have a soft spot for it since this was the first story I ever wrote from start to finish without losing interest. So I hope that you can all read with open minds. ...
Author's Note: A young biker, not completely on the right side of the law, finds an unbelievable situation in the wheatfields of Kansas. “Some people worry about The End of the Dream. All I cared about was the Dream of the End.” Anonymous - WWII concentration camp survivor. I had been an outdoors type all my life. Given any set of mountains or wilderness, I could survive most comfortably with just a knife as a tool. Some of that was learned in childhood in the wilds of West Virginia, the rest with the Special Forces in the US Army. ...
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. ...
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. ...
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. ...
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 ...
She lay motionless, listening, trying to sense if the small noise she heard was the door. Her mind was racing, had she forgotten to lock the door, was this one of her greatest fears? This all started with that FAX. He had called her at the office this morning and told her she had better get to the FAX machine before anyone else and hung up; she immediately knew why and literally ran (which wasn’t easy in 4’’ high heels) across the office. The machine had already churned out one page and continued to print. Three handwritten pages finally were printed before the machine stopped. Vicki the office busy body and resident bitch walked up to her coffee in hand and said, ‘’that must be an important FAX; the way you busted your ass to get over here to pick it up.’’ Her mind raced quickly for an answer, yes, this was the information she had needed for three days to finish a project. She turned in her heels and walked away before the bitch could say another word. ...
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. ...
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. ...
Julia loved her dungeon. She had invested considerable funds getting it just right, but she found it well worth the money. All the chains were just right and in perfect positions to bind her helpless captives open to her wrath. This night’s featured guest was a lovely young girl named Carrie. She had yet to decide how she wanted to bind the girl who was, even now, meandering about examining the varied contraptions she had acquired. ...