Betrayal

Author's Note: Synopsis: Two Les lovers and their shady druggy companion spend a weekend of S&M fun in a secluded retreat. And are set upon by sadistic Les bikers. Part 1 Pulling into the Safeway parking lot, I could barely contain my excitement. It was Friday morning and the start of a long weekend of camping and partying. As I entered the store I made my way to the liquor section and grabbed two large bottles of Patrone tequila and two large bottles of Crown Royal. Several bags of ice, some sodas and several gallons of bottled water rounded out my purchases. ...

Betrayed Wife's Revenge

Janet didn’t know what to think. She was cleaning out the front seat of the car when she stuck her hand down between the seat and back and came out with the pair of panties. Not her panties. Not her scent on them. And Don had been the only other driver of the car. Suddenly she started to wonder about the car pool he had joined a month back. She had thought at the time it was odd that he had to drive most of the time, and it had played hob with the family schedule that he had to be out of the house an hour earlier and get home later, but they coped with it. Now of course, that all took on a darker significance. ...

Big Mouth

Author's Note: Based off a true event with some exaggerations for storytelling purposes Any and all feedback would be appreciated, leaving my email if you want to chat or have further comments Nobody likes a big mouth. At least, that’s something seemingly everyone else seemed to know from the start apart from me. Ever since I was a little kid I had a habit of being a grass. Whether I was telling my aunts or mom about whatever mischievous activities my cousins were getting up to, or telling my teachers which friends were messing around or who hadn’t done their homework, I got a certain indescribable joy from being a snitch, despite everyone always warning me, “One day your big mouth is gonna land you in trouble.” But I didn’t care, I never thought it would cause me any problems until one day it was too late. ...

Bird in a Cage

Renee inched forward on her desk chair until she was only just sitting on the edge of its seat. It put strain on her legs and lower back but the movement gave her temporary relief from the metal plate of the chastity belt pressing against her shaven vulva. She glanced at the clock and sighed. It was only 5:15. Paul would be another half hour at least. She willed the clock to speed faster: not because she awaited Paul’s arrival with pleasure but because her nightly interlude with him was her only respite from the constant discomfort of his metallic “insurance policy”. ...

Bird of Prey

Author's Note: This story is a little gentler than some of my prior efforts, though the domination by women is just as extreme; total control and ownership is the key; Permanent bondage of males in the progress of a female dominated world is its essence. A Red Kite thought about alighting in a tree close to the equestrian centre, but the commotion below ensured it soared away to more peaceful climes. In the paddock below, a strutting redheaded woman barked her commands at the young charges who circled on horseback, with the aim of learning horsemanship. Elaine Calder was a very shapely woman, assertive and not to be trifled with; she was very much in command at the centre, which due very much to her, was as popular with male students both old and young, as well as the usual pony-mad female fraternity. ...

Birthday Fun

Chapter 1 “I really do look ridiculous you know,” Isabella said, tugging on her really short skirt without much success in covering up her shapely legs, “I guess I should be grateful your birthday only comes once a year,” she continued with a wry smile. “Hello nurse!” I said laughing, looking at Isabella up and down with a surge of desire. My girlfriend had gone all out this time I realized with affection. At only 110 pounds and 5 foot five, she was surprisingly curvy and the tight nursing outfit showed it very well. She was actually a doctor in real life but this one-piece white nursing suit with the short skirt and long slits up her thighs for ease of movement, the tapered waist, and her B, almost C cup breasts pushing against the tight material (not to mention the cleavage from a narrow V line) left me a little breathless. ...

Bitchin'

Author's Note: Yet another chapter added to this dark story. As before I must emphasize that this is purely a work of fiction. It would not be nice to do this to another person in reality. So don’t do it. I Hannah Gehringer was the first person in my life - and, until today, possibly the *only* person in my life - whom I hated so much that I wanted her dead. After what she had done to Thomas, after it sank in that she had destroyed his life, I saw her face in every dream I had. I became obsessed. I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about her, from staring at her on college campus whenever she passed me, from parking my old, shabby VW Polo in front of her student’s home at nights. I would sit in the shadows, watch her window and try to collect enough courage to climb out of my car and knock at her door and, when she eventually opened, beat her up. ...

Black Widow's Loving Embrace

Author's Note: : This story is merely an attempt to put down a fantasy of mine onto paper. Please feel free to share any comments/suggestions you may have regarding this story or future work. Oh, and most importantly: enjoy! ;D It was dark, too dark… I sat there in the darkness unable to move. My bindings felt tight and unforgiving, even though I could not see them. I was lying completely naked on a leather-covered contraption with my legs raised in the air and widely spread. I felt the subtle air movement caressing my exposed and accessible asshole. I was obviously strapped down tightly as I could not move a muscle no matter how much I tried. As I concentrated on my breathing I also realized my mouth was spread wide open using what I guessed was a dental gag. It felt like my jaw would dislocate if my mouth were opened any wider. ...

Blackmail

Author's Note: This is part one of the story. Part 2 is currently being written. Enjoy. Part 1 I was sat at in my office at my work desk, idly wasting time going through the vast amount of pointless corporate emails that are sent on a daily basis. About 90% of these have me automatically clicking on the ‘delete’ button. I figure if it’s that important then the sender will ensure that I receive the message. With one eye on the emails and the other at the clock counting down the minutes until I can close down the computer and go home. ...

Blackmailed and Exposed

I made an appointment with Mistress for Wednesday it was now Monday and I was instructed to pick up a few things I was told to go to the local adult store I was to pick up a large butt plug and a ball gag, then pick up red or black matching panties and bra along with matching stockings covered with matching slip and top. I was to be checked in the hotel by Friday at 4 P.M. dressed with the ball gag on and I was to be tied to the bed. I was to have my legs out as far as possible and with my hands out tied as well. I first laid out my toys I was to have the door cracked open I then put on the ball gag and laid out on the bed pulling my legs out as far as I could I tied them. ...