Drugs

Author's Note: While I don’t really consider this story a part of a strictly-chronological series, the characters within do have a ‘history’ with one another - See ‘Creating a Rubber Pony’ and ‘Jessicka’s New Role’ in my story archive. This new ’exercise’ room - As Maus called it - Was where Jessi seemed to exist a lot of the time now. Her feet had been in pony boots for what felt like weeks, she was really starting to miss her hooves! She hated the treadmill that she was forced to jog on for hours as well, but what balanced the pain were the strange objects Maus had been exploring with Jessi; several metal ben-wa balls were clinking together and stirring around in her pussy, while a fat metal dildo filled with tiny free-roaming weights was crammed up her aching rear - This created strange vibrations inside her, and together, they were very effective. This was all held in by Jessi’s new outfit - If one could call it that. It was more of a harness, in fact, Jessi was pretty sure that’s exactly what it was and Maus was simply being cute. When Jessi was ’training’ in the exercise room, Maus would apply something to the seat of the harness that would bring the two thigh-hugging straps together to form something of a viciously tight thong, but one capable of holding objects in both of Jessi’s holes - As well as constantly tugging on her clit ring. When Jessi was out and about, the harness straps were returned to their normal state, but that’s when Jessi got the ownership tag dangling from her clit piercing, and the fiendish tail-plug up her ass. ...

Chapter 1 As Jeynna walked into her room, she felt something was not right in her sanctuary; her place for meditation, practice and preparation. Jeynna looked around, trying to remember why she was here. Her head started spinning, the room was spinning, and the floor was rushing up to meet her. The last thing going through Jeynna’s mind was “I hope the floor is insured because this is going to leave a mark!” ...

Author's Note: This is the first story of a fantasy series staring barbarian adventuress Karyn Strongblood. It features damsel in distress situations in an all-woman fantasy land of Sapphira, and if people like it I will post more of them. Karyn Strongblood groaned as she awoke, her head thumping like a barroom brawl. That she was waking up with a headache in a unfamiliar place was nothing new for the famous barbarian adventurer, but her current condition was something she would ever profess to happening to her in public. She was laying on a stone floor, and she could make out the shapes of barrels and sacks about her, as well as what seemed to be a stairway heading up. Her muscular limbs felt stiff and uncooperative, her mouth dry and full. It did not take much use of her still fuzzy mind to realize she was securely bound and gagged. ...

Author's Note: Pretty Kelly’s female coworkers despise her and plan an elaborate revenge that goes too far. Kelly had always been popular with boys. Throughout high school and after, her 34C breasts, perfect waist, and striking features gave her constant attention and she loved it. It was no surprise, however, that she had few female friends - and none that she really loved. Kelly didn’t care, though. With the constant compliments and help with whatever she needed, she was perfectly content to have only guy friends. ...

Author's Note: My first attempt at this. Part 1 Ken was an average guy form a nice California coastal town. He grew up with decent things, but never really had too much. His parents loved him but didn’t really show much affection towards him. This is what made ken easy prey for a pedophile. His 3rd grade teacher took advantage of him and did horrid things to him sexually. She was a sadist, along with her boyfriend they used ken horribly. His father finally moved getting ken away from the abusive teacher. He never mentioned it to anyone, but he was haunted for the rest of his life by the thoughts of this abuse. As he grew older he began to crave this kind of treatment. Many of his girlfriends didn’t understand his feelings which led to failed relationships time and again. He had a great job and made good money which allowed him to buy nice things for himself. He went to clubs to seek out women, trying to find one that might understand his craving for abuse. He also looked online at various adult websites, which he found frustrating; most of the people he found online were usually out just for money. ...

Author's Note: New heroine, short story Urging his horses on the coach driver steered the carriage through the stygian darkness of the forest. There was still snow on the ground and the gibbous moon shining from a cold cloudless sky helped the driver to find his way, the light from the carriage lanterns being pale and ineffectual. Behind the screens on the carriage windows sat a single occupant, a petite blond woman in her late 30’s with attractive but pointed features, she sat wrapped in a heavy travelling cape her gloved hands holding documents which she studied intently. This was Lady Sally Blackrook, an Englishwoman of some nobility. Widow of the late Lord Blackrook she was a woman of independent means despite her husband’s wealth. A famed beauty she had remained single since husband’s death however it was rumoured she had her choice of lovers from the great and good of the English and International élite. She was infamous in polite society as an unconventional woman who did not conform to the Victorian role of a lady, shooting, hunting and partaking of other hazardous pursuits not deemed suitable for a lady of her status. In fact she was an adventuress and explorer using her considerable wealth to fund her exploits, there were even rumours she occasionally took the pay of British Government as a spy. ...

Chapter 1 – First Impressions It was late June in the Midwestern college town. Three weeks before, Dan had received his degree in Information Technology, but instead of celebrating, he was concerned for his future. The recent economic downturn had ruined his hopes for landing a job in his field, and for the first three weeks after graduation, Dan moped around his rented house checking the mail every afternoon for responses to job applications only to find nothing but bills. ...

Author's Note: I published a few stories here, some time ago, under a different pseudonym. I decided to try my hand at it again. This is just the first part of a potentially much longer story, so if there is interest, I’ve got plenty of ideas for more. Part 1 “So, all you have to do is sign here and the deal will be final.” “And it’s a legally binding contract? Once I sign, I can’t back out?” ...

Author's Note: This story is weird, cruel, sad, sexy, depraved… and pretty cheesy. It will ask for You to suspend Your disbelief a little more than what I wrote before. I still hope that some of You will enjoy or at least have a good chuckle. Do I have to point out that this is solely a work of fiction and that I don’t condone violence against people and/or sexual slavery in any form in the real world? I don’t do I? But to be on the safe side: If you get stranded on a strange island with a beautiful woman, please treat her nice and respectfully. ...

The following is a story which started off a long time ago, then was slowly added to, until recently when the other 80% was added to make it complete. I hope you enjoy it. The codes below are accurate, as it is a lengthy multi-part tale as well. Kylie Escapes She was just 15 when she was rescued from the clutches of the gang she was hanging about with. Young and impressionable, she was unaware of the potential outcome of things had she not been rescued on that fateful night so many years ago. She thought that the members of the gang she was mixing with appreciated her for something other than her rapidly maturing body. They were not so bad, nor was she, it was more a case of like the Suzi Quatro song, “I may be too young, to fall in love, but I’ll still hang around” - with the usual negative outcome which accompanies such associations. ...