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Author's Note: Two months into her training and Alice starts to learn more about deceit A combination of rain and sleet splattered against the windscreen as Katie drove both of them to work. Alice sat in the passenger seat, staring out of the window and reflecting on what had happened in the past two months since she’d gone into slavery. It had certainly been hectic, with a lot to learn. At times it had been painful, at times frustrating, but overall she knew that back on that Friday evening she’d made the right choice…………. made a good decision in her life. ...

Author's Note: A scary but addicting story. Chapter 1 Alisha is driving through the country alone and lost. “Where am I?” said Alisha to herself. While she was in thought, Alisha swerved off the road and crashed in front of a nice house. A few minutes later, a woman came out of the house and asked if Alisha was ok. " Yeah, I’m fine, but… “. " Here, come in my house and you can call your mother. " the woman said nicely. She led Alisha in her house and set her on the couch. Alish a felt a piece of clothe over her mouth and a few seconds later she was out like a light. She had been drugged. “Perfect.” The woman said. She dragged Alisha into a soundproof and hidden room. She cut off Alishas clothes and examined her prize. She had nice round breasts and a big ass. She felt to she if the boobs or butt were fake. They were not. After about and hour, the captor had Alisha in tight suspension bondage. “Ok.” She said. She put a ball gag in Alishas mouth and went to the corner to turn on a security camera. She went up stairs and took a nap. A few hours later, Alisha woke up in a startle. " Mmmhhmmhh!!!!! " She shouted through the ball gag. She noticed a machine under her and was scared to death. A strange woman walked in wearing a see through outfit. " Well, well, my beautiful slave bitch is up. You listen to me now or you will get yourself killed. If I ask you a question, you respond with yes or no mistress. You will suffer an extreme amount of bondage and fucking do you understand? Alisha shook her head yes. Without another word, the woman knelt down and clicked the machine on. She positioned the stick looking thing right by Alishas vagina. “Have fun my darling!” She laughed and laughed as the machine moved back and forth in alishas vagina. She applied heavy nipple clamps to Alishas perfect breasts. She started licking Alishas lips and toungue. All the while, Alisha was screaming her heart out. She applied pads and flipped yet another switch. She felt a terrible shock throughout her body. Her arms were aching from being tied in this extremely uncomfortable positon. She soon laid limp, knowing that she would never get out of her bonds. She also could tell, from all the fucking supplies lying on the floor and the walls, that this captor wasnt planning on letting her out any time soon. The woman grabbed a whip and beat Alisha terribly. Then she flipped all the switches off and started undoing Alishas restraints. “If you have even the slightest move of escaping i will kill you.” The woman undid the ball gag. " do you understand? " ...

Part I “Hello?” Emily had just reached the phone in time, barely hearing it ring over the noise of her shower. It was near noon on Sunday, and no one else was home; her mother, father and brother had already left for the football game. Season tickets. That meant she had the house to herself every Sunday throughout the fall. In exchange for letting her brother go to every game, Emily received a new computer. A great deal, considering she hated football. What she really wanted was to get out on her own. College couldn’t come soon enough. ...

Author's Note: My first stab at submitting a story, so I’d love feedback. It’s a pretty innocent story, so far anyway :) Part 1 That was the unassuming name of the fitness class I had chosen. Why did I choose it over the others? It was the only one I had actually heard of before, mentioned by the wife of a colleague at a boring work event. And she didn’t look particularly fit and healthy. I mean, she was skinny and all that, but I just assumed the class couldn’t have been that hard if she was continuing to do it. She called it ‘unconventional’, but if we spent the whole time sitting around eating tea leaves and chanting I wouldn’t care … you see, this was a work initiative. HR had decided that to keep everyone’s minds healthy, we all had to sign up for at least one fitness class. Annoyingly, they would also be liaising with the fitness instructors to make sure we completed our classes, with the threat of repercussions if we didn’t. I can’t imagine how much time they wasted on this stupid idea, but somewhere some sycophant probably got promoted for it. It you want to save money, sack the guy who came up with this idea… ...

Author's Note: This is a bdsm f/self bondage tale for adults only With a lesson to learn for those who like to play. Part One Three times this week I have sat on this wooden park bench, watching for one particular jogger, wondering if I will have the nerve to call out to her, and hand her the letter I have clutched in my hand. A Bit About Me. I am twenty, tall, slim, willowy is how I would describe myself, with long straight red hair, small, but nicely shaped tits and I have been in a long term relationship until two weeks ago! ...

Author's Note: This is the 2nd story in the series involving my hapless heroine Suzzanne (the 1st is published here). After the 1st i was advised by other writers to actually write a story with theme so this one is a bit longer and hopefully has a beginning, middle and an end CHAPTER 1 Suzzanne stepped off the loading ramp into space and as the plane began to shrink she had no sensation of falling. She could see the sun coming over the horizon but she knew that on the ground it was still the dark before dawn. She rolled onto her front and spread her arms and legs to control her fall and attitude, she glanced at the red figures of the head - up display projected onto the visor of her helmet, she was at 42,000 feet. This was only the second time she had ever HALO jumped but she knew that at this altitude outside her helmet and protective suit it was airless and well below freezing. She breathed slowly, the oxygen tasted dry and metallic in her mouth and she could hear her own breathing in her ears. Pulling in her arms and legs she angled her body down to increase her speed as she watched the altitude falling, 39,000 feet now. The aim was to freefall as quickly as possible and only open the chute just before landing to avoid detection. She began to feel buffeting as the air thickened and in her head she quickly began to go through her mission. ...

Chapter 1 Amber tapped her pen on the side of her seat impatiently, waiting for her plane to land, waiting to see her family after so long. Until now, Amber had been a student at a prestigious girls school, Oakrite Academy, one for up and coming socialites with rich parents (like hers) that focused on decorum as much as it did writing and mathematics. But now she had finally graduated, only a few days before her eighteenth birthday. She had barely seen her family for years, other than on the occasional holiday, as she had lived close to the school in a small apartment that had been set up for her, under the supervision of the school’s staff. It had been rigidly structured, the staff strict, and overall not very much fun, and she was glad to be free of it, and it’s rules, regulations, and uniforms. She hadn’t even had a change of clothes, and was still wearing her school approved button down, plaid skirt, and stockings. ...

Author's Note: This is a fan fiction screenplay of a Doctor Who episode. It focuses on the 11th Doctor (Matt Smith) and his companion Amy Pond (Karen Gillan) Scene 1 - INT.SHIP.UNKNOWN THE DOCTOR and AMY step out of the TARDIS. The room looks like the inside of a spaceship, however more so the engine room than a control deck. THE DOCTOR: Well, this definitely isn’t Gettysburg. And I doubt it’s 1863 either. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story. It has an open ending, and I might write a sequel when I get some free time and more good ideas. Amy went to the shop to buy a leather coat. The shop sells a wide variety of leather items, even some strange ones, and they aren’t separated much from the ordinary ones. Items are ordered so randomly that she has found the perfect coat near the leather corset, something resembling the corset but smaller and differently shaped, and a strange bag-like item that she couldn’t figure out what could it be. ...

Chapter 1 Amy Hanover stared at herself in the full length mirror. She was nude as she contemplated her body. “Man, I wish I had bigger boobs,” she told her reflection. Her breasts were not too bad. They were just barely a C cup and she often wore B cup bras so that her cleavage would appear more ample than it was. Frowning, she began dressing. It was her second month at the University of California at Berkley. She knew her parents were footing a large bill for her education. She was smart, but not smart enough for a tuition scholarship to a place like this. She had been sent here. Her mother had caught her yet again bound nude in her own bathroom. She had locked her bedroom door to make sure her session was private. That hadn’t stopped her mother who had simply unlocked and opened the door with a coin. She had been annoyed that Amy had not answered the bedroom door. When she entered, she had called Amy’s name. Amy could not answer. She had gagged herself with her own panties and sealed them as well as her lips with a few pieces of duct tape. ...