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Author's Note: Nearly all of us have this one dark fantasy we lust about from time to time. However, we do not really know if we ever want to experience it. This is my dark fantasy. Enjoy! And please remind that my mother-tongue in German. Thank you! My birthday was approaching and my girlfriend lover, who is also my Mistress, ordered me to take a one weeks holiday. She gave no further explanations on this, but as a well-behaving slave-girl I did not ask questions. But by the connection with my birthday I mused that I would be in for a very big surprise. ...

Since the day she moved in next door I had been helplessly in love with her. She was gorgeous and, during the summer, I spent hours looking out my upstairs window at her sunbathing in the back garden. In my mind Mary could have been the model for the ultimate in feminine beauty. I knew for a fact that she was 5’ 8”, 38” 24” 36” and lying in the sun gleaming with sheen of oil or dressed to perfection to go to her office, eye catching was an understatement. ...

Author's Note: A shy young woman, out of curiosity visits a fetish shop with life changing consequences. This was written as a stand-alone story but I realize that there is potential for a sequel. So I will wait to hear the comments of readers before continuing. Like any other writer I love to receive feedback, good or bad. So please dear reader do let me know what you think. I also welcome e-mails about my stories or any other subject at [email protected] . I will do my utmost to reply to everyone. ...

Author's Note: While this is a complete story the characters may show up later in sequel. John Lasig hated being the bottom. He wasn’t a submissive. He was a dominant and that is the role he should always play. It was, after all, the normal role for him. Moreover, Melissa was a natural sub. He knew it the very moment he had met her. It was something in her eyes, the way she looked at him with a sense of the potential for surrender. ...

Author's Note: First real foray into kink writing for years. Any feedback greatly appreciated! It was late in the day by the time I had arrived at Eve’s home. Bathed in orange glow of sunset, the white walls of her term-time residence didn’t look too enticing. Squashed between two older homes like a train commuter in rush-hour, the one person home looked lonely. The voicemail I received was brief. I couldn’t really hear most of it in the rumble of coffee shop atmosphere, but Eve sounded breathy. “Come to my place. I’ve got a surprise for you.” ...

Author's Note: The old truth applies: Be careful what you ask for… This is not (quite) a true story, but it is one that could happen and most parts of it has actually happened. It has the element of consent in it, but from the perspective that consent is given once and can’t then be withdrawn until terms have been met. Where the story references real events, names have been changed to protect the (not so) innocent. ...

Author's Note: Disclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depicting ones of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below. Permission is granted for private use. The author wishes any agencies that wish to publish this work, to please contact him at [email protected]. Or visit his weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ . Any comments are gladly accepted and encouraged. ...

First Try Where do I begin? What do you say when someone you’ve loved your entire life does something like this? It’s crazy and mean and spiteful! I can’t believe she… I’m rambling, but… have to start somewhere. I only have so much time to get this done. I wish I could erase but I can’t. I wasn’t given an eraser. She told me not to cross anything out. I guess that’s part of the plan. I don’t know why. I wasn’t given much instruction. All I know is that I have to write this story about my life… and about my sister. ...

Author's Note: It has been five long years since my last foray into releasing my work. I hope you enjoy this as there is a lot more I have been holding back. As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated to help me hone my skills. Enjoy! _Update (2012/06/18):* Here are chapters 23 & 24. I hope these are well received as I have been trying to keep the story detailed without becoming boring. Please keep the feedback coming as it truly helps me to improve my stories. Love to hear the support as well. Hope you all are enjoying “Kari’s Journey” as much as I am writing it.* ...

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. ...