Fantasy on Utopia Stories Library

A Plague of Ponies

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This story contains bondage, some of it fairly explicit. However, there’s also a lot of story here. And much of the more erotic material comes somewhat later in the story. For example, chapter one doesn’t contain any sex or bondage… although there are hints of some of the things to come. Consider your self warned.

This story is also fairly long… 21 chapters; and it is complete, but I will be submitting it a few chapters at a time. This will allow me to edit the chapters as I go… which, in addition to catching a few spelling/grammar errors, will allow me to recall which story codes are appropriate. I will include all the codes I can think of that I’m sure fit for the story as a whole, but may add others as I notice them. Some of these tags may be fairly minimal. For instance, in chapter one there’s a reference to incestual activity, but no actual scenes where incest occurs. Not sure if it occurs later in the story, I’ll have to wait until I edit to be sure.

An Owned Pet's Life

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: My first story. I wrote it for my pet last night, when he asked for a story about him being used, to turn on to. He’d been really good, and I’d enjoyed his submission the night before, so I was kinda happy to. When it was done, I thought I’ve enjoyed stories here, let’s give one back. He loves pet play so I set it in a fantasy world of sentient animals, rather than ours.

Anja The Jungle Queen Sacrfice

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter 1

Anja awoke from a fitful sleep, she stared at the sun and the new dawning morning knowing that this day would be like no other. Today the proud jungle queen would allow herself to be captured by one of her mortal enemies. As Anja rose and stretched her thin muscular body towards the new day she shuddered to think of all the torments and tortures that she was sure were in store for her. Looking below she quickly maneuvered down from her small tree house to the river below.

Chastity James - Grail Hunter

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Chastity James has ambition to be the next Lara Croft, better than Indiana Jones, a real intrepid explorer but gets just a little tied up getting there.

1. Uncharted Civilisation

Arriving by ship Chastity stepped for the first time in her life into South West Africa. She spent just one night in port to settle her sea legs and the following morning making her final purchases she loaded up her newly acquired but well used little red Cherokee Jeep and headed off into deepest darkest Africa and off the map.

Circus Maximus

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Roll up, roll up, The Circus is back in town; a medley of thrills and spills; here to tease and to please, to delight and excite; you’ll meet familiar characters and exotic caricatures; all the base emotions are here: lust, hate, fear, envy; all freely available, a world of escapism.

There is something here for everybody: fame, infamy, laughter, pain, desire, satisfaction, sex, heartache and, perhaps, love; it’s your chance to see, to touch and, if you’re lucky, to be touched; a window on a wonderous world or, for the very lucky, a doorway into it.

Eliza And You (AI Generated)

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: The story you are about to read was generated by an AI. The story was in part directed by a human, such that the human was playing in the story, telling the AI what they wanted their character to do. The AI responded to these requests with story elements, descriptions, and provided the results of the human’s actions. After playing through this story, the human read back through and made some edits to fix minor grammar mistakes, remove some repetitiveness, and to smooth the overall story a little bit. So, this story is about 90% AI generated. Keep that in mind as you read, and think about how much better this will be in the future ;)

Goldielocks and the Three Bears

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Another of those pesky fairy tales, re-imagined

Once upon a time, there was a magic forest - probably the same one Red Riding Hood’s grandma lived in, but at the other end - and in the forest lived three Bears. One day, they decided to go for a walk to get a bit of fresh air. Daddy Bear, who was the team’s quarterback, whistled a happy tune as he strolled along with Mummy Bear, the head cheerleader for the Chicago-based NFL franchise. Baby Bear wasn’t actually a Bear at all - she was a Cub, working in the front office as a receptionist. She was getting rather more fresh air than the other two, because she was naked, apart from the collar and cuffs she wore that marked her as the Bears’ sex slave.

Hacked

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: I was inspired to write this after reading news story about the wifi controlled chastity device that was taken over by a hacker leaving the wearer trapped in it. I changed the gender or the wearer and created this fantasy around a woman fascinated by the idea of chastity becoming enslaved by the vulnerability of modern technology. This is my first story here, so any feedback is welcome. If people like it, I will likely add to it in the near future.

Harry Potter and the Wicked Witch

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: ‘Hermione and the Fairy Briedel’ got a number of favourable comments and even spawned a prequel. I thus decided I wanted to write a sequel. I’d planned (and still do) ‘Hermione and the Elven Princess’ which involved, among other things, our lovely and now very kinky witch being trained as a pony girl. However, I was sidetracked by comments about Harry and Ginny’s relationship which made me want to explore this little back-story. Hermione had to feature, of course; there’s no point in having a constantly horny and extremely submissive character if you don’t use her to her full potential. There had to be magic too.

Hermione and The Fairy

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Ding-a-ling!

With a jingle and a slam, another gaggle of children entered Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes and proceeded to set about the place. Hermione was beginning to regret accepting George Weasley’s offer of a temporary position running the shop while he traveled to Northern Africa in search of ancient practical joke spells and talismans. But, she needed the work and it coincided with the spring break of Magoolick’s Graduate School of Magical Studies where she was working on her Master’s Degree in Witchcraft.

Hermione and the Fairy Briedel

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is a sequel to ‘Hermione and the Fairy’ which is a story I came across during a quiet period on the site when I took the opportunity to explore the archive. Like many readers, I thought it was a great work of sexy fan fiction and a lovely kinky story too. At the end of a story I noticed that there were several requests for a sequel - as there often are with a good one. I wanted one too but as it hasn’t appeared for the last three years, I decided to write one myself.

Hidden Treasures

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

The Mystery

It had been a month since Erica’s great aunt had passed away. She and Erica had been quite close so it was no surprise when her will decreed that her entire estate be left with Erica. Erica was only 26 at the time and was one of the few blood relatives still alive at the time of her aunt’s departure. She had been interning for a software company in Ohio during her junior and senior year at college and had hired in full time a mere 3 months ago. She and her boss had a great working relationship and usually hung out after work together. They often organized rock-climbing or rafting trips as “Team Building Exercises” for their fellow employees. This meant they could take dream vacations while dragging along their friends at work without having to pay for it or use precious vacation time. Erica had suggested this during her senior internship to help boost moral and increase team spirit. The “big boss” even bought into the idea and gave her a huge bonus for “.going that extra mile.”

Into the Game

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: A lover of games tries a new technology and gets more than she bargained for.

Sabrina was giddy with excitement as she fumbled to get her keys into the lock of her apartment door. The package she had waited for so long was finally there, laying at her feet. The small yellow padded envelope was unassuming, but she knew the box inside was the beginning of the future: and she would be one of the first to try it out.

It's a Kind of Magic

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: During the early Harry Potter hype, I often wondered what wizards would do when they grow up, i.e. adult wizardry, kinky wizards and bondage and the like. Here’s a sketch I wrote in 2005.

1. The Letter

I was a bit nervous as I climbed the stairs to the apartment. Sure, I had taken interviews before without really knowing what to expect. Sure, I had taken interviews which had promised a lot but were lemons in the end.

Karyn Stronblood: Double Cross

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

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.

Lisa: A 1-Year Bondage Assignment

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is my first attempt and the first chapter of a story based on a fantasy I’ve had and enjoyed for a long time. The story is about a girl engaging to be strictly tied up by a lesbian couple for a whole year in exchange for a 1 Mln$ fee. Yhey treat her very well but she is being kept strictly bound and gagged 24/7. Her sister (the Storyteller) traces her and the couple agree to let her visit her tied up sister from time to time. This leads to a series of quite enticing and erotic events.

Paula And Jane Take A Road Trip

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Bondage is dangerous so never leave someone bond and gagged and NEVER lock someone somewhere they may not be able to breathe.

However this is a story so if you want to be a do-gooder and state the obvious, DONT.

Go and read something elsewhere as that’s your right.

Now on to the story . . . .

I had wanted to try something for a long time, something kinky and restrictive but I had never had the nerve to ask Jane until recently. Jane was my lover and best friend. She had come across my love of bondage when I had set myself an afternoon self bondage challenge several years back.

Phoenix

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: When a young woman buys a wooden trunk from a charity shop her life will never be the same again and events will take her to the edge of sanity. The story begins slowly but please persevere. The setting is in the same “universe” as my story “The Model Worker” but this is a standalone piece and can be read independently. I hope you get as much pleasure from reading it as I did writing it. As ever any constructive criticism is happily received. This is a work of pure fantasy and fiction and any similarities to real people or places is purely coincidental.

Sex Genie

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: first time writing a sex story, please be kind, could be future installments, if people like it, looking for collaboration on a second idea with female editor

My name is Sam and this is a fantasy sex story about a female genie.

I found this old lamp at a garage sale this morning and took it home. It looked like an antique and thought I could spruce it up some and then sell it for a tidy profit. Once at home, I carefully washed it and then dried it, not leaving any fingerprints on the lamp in case it happens to be valuable. Then I picked it up and noticed there was a smudge I missed and rubbed my thumb across the mark. In an instant, smoke billowed out of the lamp. After the smoke cleared, a woman stood before me.

Shell

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is a relatively short and very mild story about a Vampire’s chattel. Most of the “bondage” element is implied or of a psychological nature. Mind-control because… they’re vampires! Bondage because… the main character IS bound, although I spend very little time describing it. You are forewarned.

Marisa is hunting again.

I can see that she’s surfing the Internet as I set the drink she requested down on the table beside her and wait to see if she’ll need anything else. I know she knows I’m watching her. It doesn’t take a psychic to figure that out. But I always wonder what it means when she doesn’t reprimand me for it.

Slave Pet Harry

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: I don’t own Harry Potter, if I did this story would be what would of been published! Harry is a pansy and needs a master.

Chapter 1 The Start (added: )

Category: N/A Codes: m-m, non-consensual, analplay, armbinder, bodymod, breathplay, cbt, chastisy, drugs, enema, fanfiction, kidnapping, mind-control, sensorydep, slavery, spanking, suspension, torture, watersports

Harry P.O.V. I stood there as I watched Ron and Hermione leave in the carriages for Christmas Break. Yet again I wasn’t leaving for break and this time I would be the only one in Gryffindor tower staying at Hogwarts. Once the last carriage left I pulled my cloak around me and walked back into the castle heading back to Gryffindor tower. As I walked I kept having a sense of being watched. I started to walk faster but the feeling still followed and only got stronger. As I was turning the corner of the hall the Fat Ladies portrait stood I heard it. Turning around I came face to face with Malfoy Sr. and Snape. Both had wands pointing at me. I tried to pull out my wand when I realized I didn’t have it. Malfoy Sr. looked towards Snape and smirked.

Swashbuckler’s Slave

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

She stood on the small deck protruding out over the bow of her ship, watching as flames engulfed the second vessel. Screams could be heard despite the distance between the two large sailing ships. A smile of contentment appeared on her face as she saw the flames engulf the mass of the other ship, and the charred remains of their Jolly Roger float away on a gust of wind.

The remainder of her crew, those unlucky enough to stay behind for this excursion, busied themselves with the task of bringing their ship closer to the soon to be lost vessel. As they approached, several of them broke away from their tasks to retrieve the abandoned lifeboat floating nearby. It was an easy, familiar task for them to hook the empty boat, attach the anchoring ropes, and haul it up alongside the larger ship. The task was accomplished without needing to slow the ship as it descended upon the chaotic scene ahead.

Teen Fire & Frost The Dream

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Part 1

this story contains bondage, torture and sexual explicit content. The story is for entertainment purposes only. It should only be read by persons of legal age and in areas where this material is legal… the bottom line ADULTS ONLY…all persons portrayed in this story are 18 years of age or older…. this is a work of fiction…. if you don’t understand that seek help.

Teen Fire and Teen Frost are my creations please do not use without my expressed permission

Teen Fire & Frost vs Torture Bot

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter 1

Kara and Tara Bishop were stepsisters. At 18 years old, 5'4" and 110lbs both are extremely attractive girls with perfect tan skin and playmate looks. Both girls have perfect breasts if not large for girls so petite and pert, toned, heart shaped asses. Both had modeled growing up and had been pursued by some of the top agencies. It amazed most people who found that they were just stepsisters because they look so alike. The girls could very well have been sister’s even twins they even shared the same birthday. Both girls are currently freshman college students attending City College on gymnastic scholarships. They lived together in a small apartment off campus. Both of their parents had died in a car accident two years before their transformation. Insurance and the selling of their father’s business had left them both financially secure for life. Both girls loved to play beach volleyball and team Bishop was ranked nationally in the sport.

The Adventures of Boot Girl

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Forget Wonder Woman !

Join Boot Girl as she battles Villainesses across the Harmony skyline, rescues damsels in distress and endures some pretty intense bondage…while trying to hold down her job and explore her submissive side.

Part 1: Introductions

‘This is good stuff.’ Jezebel takes a second sip of wine and settles back on the expensive white leather sofa crossing her legs on the back of the pretty and nearly naked brunette tied securely to the low table in front of her by lengths of soft silk rope. ‘I must say I really admire your taste.’ Jezebel looks round at the spacious apartment with its minimalist decor. ‘This is a lovely apartment. And, of course, you’ve been so helpful. I’m sure you’ve earned a good few hours of pleasure tonight.’

The Book of Bondage

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: The original version of this story was the first mainstream story that I ever wrote. Recently, I got the idea to rewrite it with a bondage theme, and in some ways I think it actually works better (at the metaphorical level) this way.

That said, the story is definitely a bit heavier on the story than it is on the bondage; but that’s not all that uncommon for my work, I think.

The Bracelet Club

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is my first story. It’s on the longer side but worth the read. Your feedback is very welcome

Chapter 1

The day was slowing down. It always did around this time, the lunch rush was over and only the odd soccer mom or salesman came in for a quick afternoon pick me up. Sure we had the regulars using the free wi-fi like the young university student Debby.

The Coven

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is one of the most intense stories I’ve written, for me it toys how far I’m comfortable going. I like safe fantasies and couples trying sex games! Despite being completely consensual playing with a slave’s mind seems much more intense than some simple BDSM… give it a read and see what you think!

It had been fifteen years since I’d first seen her. Of course time passed differently for vampires, an immortal lifespan gave you a different perspective on a few decades but for her the time would have been an eternity. I could sense the anticipation in the room my two valets eager to see the result of their work, my wives intrigued to meet the new member of their ranks and of course myself. I’d paid her little mind over the past decade and a half as she lay entombed beneath my mansion but now she was ready to join him I recalled when we’d first met.

The Curse of Queen Sarah

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

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.

The Deviant of the Dark Ages

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: The premise: A dark, sinister tale of harsh injustice and vengeance in the medieval era. Loyalties will be tested, limits will be pushed, and lechery will run rampant - nothing is sacred in this supernatural tale of sexual depravity.

Prologue: Plunged Into Pain

A young woman swayed gently through the dank air of the cold dungeon cell. She was suspended by her ankles above a large clear cistern, her bare feet spread and locked against the cold stone ceiling by thick chains and heavy shackles. Her long crimson hair dangled just above the glistening pool, though it was already damp from the moist subterranean air around her. She could see her reflection in the glassy surface below: a pale girl stared back, her emerald-green eyes sparkling with unshed tears, her countenance shivering with apprehension yet wearing the stoic expression of one who refused to give in to her fear. The only light in the dim cell came from two wall-mounted candles whose flames cast a soft glow across the girl’s naked form. Her chiselled figure and shapely curves taunted her, serving as unwelcome reminders of a time long past - a time when she would do the teasing and her body was revered as divine, not strung up like some hunk of meat.

The Fox & The Scholar

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: A strange little tale. First piece I’ve ever posted anywhere. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

It had been too simple. She had watched the scholar have his home built in her woods almost half a year ago, fists clenched in envy. The scholar’s property was immense, high walls of stone and sprawling gardens of loam and lush that made her quiver. She had tried to put it out of her head. Finally, she gave in. She could eat from such a garden without such things drawing notice surely? Why should she not? It was her forest she smouldered and her tail tensed like a briar at the thought of some stranger eating rich fowl by a crackling fireplace as she huddled under a fir and gnawed on pinecones mournfully. It had been too simple. A single green-eyed jump from the overhanging willow into the stranger’s gardens under the veil of moonlight. She picked herself up and stood suddenly weary. The walls startled her as they flickered and danced with bright shapes all around her like a constellation of fiery snowflakes. She covered her eyes with her arms just before the shapes flared like exploding stars in her eyes. She felt fine gravel greet her as she fell like a bird stunned by a thunderstorm.

The Highwayman

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: A highwayman robs a lady’s coach on the turnpike at Southwark in 1697 and takes a rich prize; a Nazi interrogator extracts information from a captured British spy; Emily Cavandish recalls other encounters too, recounting them to a student psychiatrist in the sanatorium in which she is held. Is it possible that we can be reborn or is this just her delusions ? If we are reborn then can some lives be linked through time, intertwined across the centuries ? If memories live on, can love be eternal and hate continue so that revenge be served in future lives ?

The Mask

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Synopsis:

Animal rights activist Lucie is not exactly excited when her highschool’s Egyptian arts teacher asks her to help with a project in the museum. - Note: It’s more of a horror story than anything else. Entomophobes beware.

P.S. English is not my mothertongue, so please bear with me.

“For they have seen the King appearing in power

As a god who lives on his fathers

And feeds on his mothers

The Princess and Her 7 Masters

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This story will be darker than my previous stories, but everything will work out in the end.

And if you wonder what modern BDSM items are doing in a story with a medieval setting, don’t. Just relax and enjoy the hotness of it.

Chapter 1: Once Upon a Time

Princess Serena sighed as she stood after mopping the castle steps. She wiped the sweat off her brow and went to the pond to wash off her face and hands. The face looking back at her was covered with dirt and sweat. When she’d wiped it off, she saw skin as white as snow and lips as red as blood, highlighted by hair as black as night (even though it needed washing).

The Robbery of Croft Manor

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Please note that this story is pure fiction, not even considering the following fictional characters separate stories. The characters featured in this fan-fiction rights belong to their respected owners (Marvel & Eidos) I do not own these rights. Also, I would like to thanks Cropsncuffs for allowing me to use his story as a inspiration-source.

Part I

“It must be here, It can’t be anywhere else” Catwoman thought as she jumped off the fence surrounding the Croft Manor. “I’ve checked all the museums she normally donates to, but none of them have it!”

The Torture of Choice

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: If you’re just looking for straight bondage without a story, be warned. The first chapter starts out VERY slowly–but ut it will pick up rapidly in chapter 2, and stays reasonably strong in subsequent chapters. I’m not sure what the policy is on placing tags. Do I put what this chapter merits, or do I put what’s in the whole story? I’m going to go for the later, since I don’t expect many will want to start a story they’ll later find out they don’t want to read. I tried to put the the various codes in relative order to how dominant they are in the story.

The White Mall: Una

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note:*The setting of the story is based on one of my dreams and inspired by many other similarly-themed stories, while the plot weaved itself as the protagonist kept going forward. I hope that you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Una has met her fate, but I’m planning to tell other girls’ (and perhaps boys’) stories, perhaps on CHYOA, as you can’t make the protagonist wear everything in the assortment, unless the reader gets to choose. So any feedback and/or suggestions are very welcome.**

Trick or Treat

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note:All Hallows’ Eve is said to be a night when spirits walk the earth, but times change and spirits change with them. However sometimes even they are surprised by the results. Happy Halloween everyone.*

It was a nice party, I concluded as I stalked through the sea of humanity perched on precariously high stiletto heels, leather and latex sheathing the curves of my body, a permanent smile etched onto my lips as I took in the atmosphere. I had never visited this club before, indeed only sheer whim had led me inside tonight and I found myself regretting that. From what I had seen so far the place was delightfully kinky and I made a mental note to become a more regular customer. Tonight however was special as Halloween celebrations were in full swing. The place had been decorated meticulously with streamers in orange and black, ghostly effigies hung from the ceiling and pumpkins abounded on the bar as well as the various tables. Low lights and a thin fog complimented the atmosphere and lent the place a strange gloom. It was silly and cheesy and I loved it. Music filled the air, performed live from a small stage set on the far side of the dance floor, clearly audible over the sound of dozens of overlapping conversations. The band itself definitely caught my attention though and I made another note to see if this was a special performance or if they were a regular features. The four girls on stage were pretty, but more than that each dressed in a way that exemplified a particular fetish. Hell, the drummer seemed to be wearing nothing but strategically placed ropes and a ball gag. I silently tipped my non-existent hat to whomever owned this place, they most definitely had good taste.

Tuesday

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: This is a speculative fiction novel with some darker content set in the relatively near future. Some might call it dystopian but others might argue that the picture it paints is quite attractive to a BDSM audience. The story draws on the ideas of a number of mid to late twentieth century sci-fi authors including Philip K Dick and William Gibson. The title is a homage to Robert A Heinlein’s sexy protagonist ‘Friday’ and the story is largely told in the first person by two submissive women who inhabit different worlds, though others contribute as the plot develops. In this respect I enjoy the style of Iain M Banks, developing characters and sub-plots in isolation and then gradually allowing different stories to collide.

Violet Lovedoll 2

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Foreword: this is the sequel of Violet Lovedoll, where a girl was kidnapped, modified, and trained into a plaything for the wealthy elite, only to fall into the hands of a buyer who genuinely cared for her.

As always, this is a work of pure fantasy. It is not meant to be ‘proper BDSM’, even if I enjoy discussing psychological elements. If you take issues with that, I’d consider stopping here.

Welcome to the Afterlife

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Chapter 1

What the heck happened to me? The last thing I remember was tripping on some LSD. I must have blacked out. I don’t remember leaving my house. Whose house am I in? This is a fancy room and a comfortable bed. I got off of the bed and walked over to the door. I look around the room and see a file with my name on it. What the hell is going on here? I might as well read my file.

When I Died A Million Times

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: What if in the after-life you pay for your sins by living the life of a cosmic slave caste? This is an esoteric experiment, silly, and nothing to take too seriously.

Chapter 1

When I died, my body fell into a dark void while my soul parted away. Little did I know that my body and soul had their own agency. I watched as my soul floated away as a bright white incandescent body, but not bright enough to illuminate the darkness around. It was a familiar face, an old friend, a twin abandoning me.