Incest on Utopia Stories Library

2 for 1

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

Author's Note: For those of you who asked for a part 2 -here ya go. No, this is not based on a real life adventure, but boy do i wish it were.

EDIT: Initially was going to make this a 1 part story. Up to 3 now, with at least one more on the way. Mom’s and daughters, what do you think if you read this? I’d be interested to hear in the comments.

A Dangerous Family Game

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

The Game Players:

Carina, or Carrie, that’s me – age 18, height 5 foot 11 inches, weight 165 pounds, measurements, 42D bust/30 waist/42 hips.

Cassandra, my mother – age 40, height 5 foot 11 inches, weight 160 pounds. Measurements, 40C bust/32 waist/40 hips.

Janine, my grandmother, Cassandra’s Mother – age 59, height 5 foot 10 inches, weight 170 pounds, measurements, 42D bust/34 waist/44 hips.

The two people closest to me are my mom and my grandma. Mom and I have been a single parent household for a long time now, and grandma Jan is so often involved with us too. We are all lesbians and a bit kinky, and all pretty much Domme too. But we don’t compete or try to push each other around, everyone’s comfortable. And we are not sexual with each other, but very open about our sex lives and preferences and kinks. I’m close to mom now, but right after the divorce, it was kind of difficult for me to communicate with her. She was loving and did her best with me, and I realize now that I was just generally hurt and confused at that time. So when I was discovering my sexuality I would always go to grandma Jan to ask questions and talk about things that were on my mind. She was really my mentor, sexually and as a Domme. I finally relaxed with mom too, and we were also very frank and open about the same things.

A Piece of Art

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

Author's Note: Two sisters become a beautiful decoration for a wealthy, sadistic woman

They were sisters. They had to be sisters. That’s what she wanted. And she was used to getting exactly what she wanted. Money was never an issue. Her agents had been trucking them for a few months and when the time was right they made sure no one would search for them. The two sisters, 20 and 22 years old, were traveling to their aunt’s house in the countryside. Their car was found in a nearby lake, crashed. Car accident, drowned, no bodies found, was the official verdict after some financial “encouragement”.

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.

A Punishing Reward

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

Author's Note: My first incest story, but you should know i have tried to steer clear of anything to dark in the plot line. Obviously 100 percent fiction . Hope you enjoy.

(Always interested in thoughts and ideas and general chat. Please feel free to email me)

Tim stood staring at the kettle waiting for it to boil, he couldn’t have just witnessed what he thought, could he ? No, not Cindy, she just was not like that. She hadn’t even had a boyfriend to his knowledge and now this. His thoughts where interrupted by a very nervous voice.

Alice's Change of Life - Posts

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

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.

Ambers Downfall

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

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.

Black Widow's Loving Embrace

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

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.

Blackmailing Younger Sister

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

Part I - Background

“Kathy, what the hell is this?” asked Rex.

Kathy was shivering at the moment unable to saying anything so just looking at the floor, still in her school uniform.

“I’m asking from you again bitch, what the fuck is this.”

A DVD, the film, ‘story of O’ was on Rex’s hand.

“Please Rex don’t say about this to our father. You know about him right? He will burn me alive if he finds this out.” said Kathy in a shivering voice, tears falling down from her eyes, still looking at the floor.

Bondagent - Mission Golden Sun

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

Author's Note: A parallel story to ‘Bondagent - Mission Dark Cloud’, not essential reading before this one as this is a ‘stand-a-lone story’ but of interest if you like background to some of the characters.

1. Assassin

This was a much better mission, far more suited to my natural skills as an assassin than my previous task, basically baby-sitting the new girl Sandy Dearing or at least keeping ob’s on her and her apartment while she infiltrated the terrorist organisation in operation Dark Cloud. Although it had been effectively a year’s rest from front-line duties and getting to play with Sandy in bondage was a huge and enjoyable bonus; so good I still meet up and play with her whenever the opportunity arises; her and her girlfriend ‘Bronze’ Debbie and to get to do sexually evil things to them both.

Caught in Self-Bondage Without Keys

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

Author's Note: this is my first story hope you like it

I just got out of school and graduated and got my diploma and a certificate of completion in automotive tech. so my family was going down to west Virginia and I had to stay home and babysit my niece and nephew. I had to watch them because my step sister can go out with her friend for her birthday. So it was Friday night and she leaving early Saturday morning. I thought I will play a little bondage for a while so I went to my room and grab out my bondage gear from in my closet.

Christopher's Predicament

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

Author's Note: Not for the squeamish!

The sound suddenly woke him from the restless half sleep he had come to accept as rest. He assumed his sister was doing something to cause the noise that roused him from yet another uncomfortable night, but of course, blinded by the sleep mask, he had no way of knowing for sure. He squirmed on the bed, more to let her know he was awake than anything else, wrists and ankles pulling at the locked leather cuffs and chains that held him rigidly in position. His inability to move his arms or legs more than an inch was the root cause of his lack of a good night’s sleep; something he hadn’t had since his sister started chaining him to his bed a little over four months ago.

Danielle's Revenge

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

Author's Note: Enjoy!

It was the middle of July and Danielle was dripping with sweat, having just finished scraping off the grill at her crappy fast food job. The air conditioner had been broken since noon and all she wanted to do was get out of there before her bitchy boss got back from break and gave her something else to do.

Just as she was about to clock out, her boss Maddie came up to her and said “I don’t think so sweetie. Before you punch out you need to clean the bathroom. Somebody pissed all over the floor in there and it’s disgusting.” Danielle rolled her eyes and said “I was supposed to be off 30 minutes ago”

Double or Nothing

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

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 depictions 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 FESSELN1@aol.com. Or visit his weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ . Any comments are gladly accepted and encouraged.

Exposure Therapy

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

‘This is a nightmare’ Lorelei thought to herself as fear crept its way across every nerve in her body in the dead of night of her family’s house. She was a calm and objective girl of 18 years, blessed with a slim figure, a modest D-cup, fair skin, and shiny brown hair, but the latter two descriptors would be difficult to tell now. This was no thanks to the skin-tight latex black bodysuit and Gwen hood that left everything but the bridge over her eyes covered and constrained, complimented by a black leather armbinder that kept her arms pinned behind her between her body and bed. The ebon attire was not something she donned willingly or even consciously given that earlier in the night she had the misfortune of having a damp sickly sweet rag shoved in her face by a large unknown man in what appeared to a black morph suit that obscured his face and body tone. Unconsciousness fell over her quickly before she had the chance to fight him off, and by the time she came to, she had already been laid on her bed as well as stripped and redressed into the fetish gear, just in time to be jolted awake by the sharp pain of his penis piercing through her virgin hymen via the discreet holes in both of their suits.

Family Bonding

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

Author's Note: (The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people and places are coincidental.)

Love and lust are strange things. Most teenage girls develop carnal attraction and fall in love in the usual way: Meet a nice boy, get to know each other, build trust, seal the deal with a kiss, and consummate the deal with sex, then get married and live happily ever after. My love and lust story however is quite different the norm, and to many, may seem immoral and socially unacceptable. But the heart wants what the heart wants, and I will not let the social norm deter my love for him. The following is my true story of love and sex with someone whom I never thought would fall for so strongly in love with.

Forbidden Fetish

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

Author's Note: I have originally written this for myself, however I decided to share it. For now this is the full story, however I may write some kind of continuation of it in the future. Enjoy!

I’m a single mother. My husband left me and my son Jim 4 years ago. Since then I cared for Jim alone. He is 18 years old now, just finished school and is currently unemployed.

Heather's Delimma

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

Author's Note: I had read a similar story awhile back and have not been able to find it again, so I wrote my own version of the story. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1

Heather Morris had finally made it home from work and was looking forward to the long weekend ahead. She went upstairs and took a warm shower and then proceeded to get ready for the evening. Red lace panties and matching bra made her feel sexy. Red stocking held up by garter straps and 4" high red pumps adorned feet. Opening her dresser drawer heather pulled out a red leather collar with a d-ring set in the front, she lifted her medium brown hair up so she could buckle it tightly around her neck. Not so tight that it would interfere with her breathing but tight enough that it wouldn’t chafe her skin. A pair of matching red leather cuffs were buckled around her wrists and a second set around her ankles. Each in turn including her collar were secured using miniature padlocks. Reaching into her hall closet, she retrieved an overcoat and wrapping it around her body making sure to button it up.

Home Alone

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

Author's Note: First ever story, but been reading for a while :)

Background

Lets start off with a little background, my name is Sarah and I’m 18 years old, Caucasion, 5'8, 34 C with nice long blonde hair. I live with my parents, but am an only child.

I have fantisized about self-bondage for years, since I was about 12 or 13. However, I have only just got up the courage to actually try it.

I Truly am Blessed

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

Author's Note: (The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people and places are coincidental.)

“Have you forgotten anything?” asked Sonia as she saw her mother Gwen off at the door of their house. “I know you’re worried that I can be a little scatter-brained at times Sonia, but I can assure you that I packed everything I need for the trip in my suitcase down to the last outfit and toothbrush” Gwen reassured her, though Sonia was not so sure given that she once forgot to pack her medical cases. Gwen was a nurse, a skilled one at that, and every year or so the busty blonde with an hourglass figure attends an optional week long medical conference to discuss patient cases and practices in the field in California, which is a long trek from their home in Rhode Island and therefore inconvenient if she ends up forgetting something. “Just don’t hesitate to rush back if you do forget something. That’s why I suggested you leave earlier in case the inevitable happens”. Sonia was a diligent girl of 18 years with light brown hair, brown eyes, but a pure heart and a figure comparable to her mother, clearly showing that the apple does not fall far from the tree. Sonia’s father Will followed his daughter’s suit and gave her a kiss goodbye wishing her the best of luck at the conference. “I trust you’ll keep things tight and sound while I’m away, right Will?” Gwen asked with a smile on her face. “Of course, it’s not like the house is going to fall apart without you. I’m a dependable man who can look after things” Will stated with a certain gleam of pride. “I’m not so sure about that” Sonia chimed in, pointing to the kitchen faucet in reference to the fact that the house had not had running water since this morning. “I’m sure I just have to turn the water valve and it will be problem solved” Will said in his defense, though Sonia still doubted her father’s competencies. “Well I’ll see you two in a week. I love you both and hope you will use this opportunity to spend some father-daughter quality time with each other.” With that, Gwen headed out to her car, started up the engine, and drove off toward the airport to get ahead of her scheduled flight, leaving the house occupancy at two.

Kally's Diary

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

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.

Kimiko Loves Puppies

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

It was Friday night and every one was out having fun. Everyone except for Kimiko, that is, who had other plans for the night. It was quite in her house, with the only audible sound being that of the TV. Kimiko was in the kitchen preparing a late supper and chatting on the phone to one of her friends. She was suddenly interrupted by the alarm clock going off, at which point she put down the plate in her hands and excused her self from the conversation.

Lights, Camera, Ass-fuck

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

Author's Note: Inspired by the excellent story “Beta Test” by Beast5, the guiding concept of mixing an avatar world with machines to create an alternate reality is explored. This is a new story that adopts the concept and tells a tale of the fictional character Ashley Bennett. The story isn’t an improvement of “Beta Test,” or an expansion of it. I simply want to give credit to Beast5’s story for spinning a different twist on reality. Beyond the central theme, there are several human characters and public humiliation. Mainly though, it is a story of analplay - by the time you finish, Ashley and Ass will be synonymous.

Livin' the Mummy Dream Extreme

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

Author's Note: I am a big fan and practitioner of long-term, strict mummification bondage, loving to fantasize about and experience its intense physio-psycho-sexual impacts. I hope you find the story arousing, stimulating and entertaining!

Part 1

She had met him through a fetish-bondage online social networking/meeting site. She had thought very long and hard about what she wanted to do with her life, leaving her old life far behind her, and the terms of a new relationship. She had to find the right man to make her most obsessive, consuming, passionate dreams come true. After a very thorough and careful culling process, here she was, happily in his wonderful loving, tight mummified embrace, her vagina and rectum stuffed with two large humming electric vibrators.

Making of a Bitch

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

Author's Note: Katie moves in with her dad after mom passes away form cancer, Once there she realizes her new family does not like her and when dad leaves she finds herself in deep trouble with her step sisters and their boyfriends

Chapter 1

Katie hated that she had to leave all her friends in the city and move half way across the country. After her mother passed away from cancer there was no one to care for her in the city. The divorce had taken its toll on both her mom and dad. He moved to Kansas and she stayed in Washington D.C. He started a dog breeding farm and was doing quite well, not to mention he had remarried and had two step-daughters from it while her mom was living on welfare dying from cancer. Her mom had stayed single not wanting to place Katie in any awkward situations. Well THAT was over now.

Mattie Learns a Lesson

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

Author's Note: Enjoy the read! Would love writing more if people enjoy it!

“Now tell me why you need to be punished” Nicole said.

“I need to be punished because I still don’t understand that I don’t matter. The only thing that matters is what you and Katie want. I am just a worthless object for your pleasure.” Mattie answered.

Nicole spit in Mattie’s face and said “Good answer slave. Now bend over so I can fuck you while we wait for Katie to get our guest ready for you.”

MILF

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

Author's Note: sex doesn’t stop at forty, or after kids, and neither should bondage. But, always, beware what you wish for.

_Update (2012/09/11):* Someone commented that they didn’t understand the italics. This represents her inner monologue, her thoughts at the time of the events. Its i the present tense and is meant to provide immediacy. Enjoy!*

Update (2012/09/27): Nearly 9,000 views, a 4.7 rating, and only 11 comments?? It makes me want to give up writing. If you read it, make a comment, it takes 2 minutes and its anonymous.

My Horrible Fate

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

Author's Note: This story has been published in slightly shorter form at another site a few years back. I have written a few pages of part 2, but when and if that will be posted is anybody’s guess ;-)

English is NOT my native language - so please don’t be too hash about spelling and such…

Part 1

Friday 26

Trembling, and trying desperately to keep myself from crying, I waited, as ordered by my wife Ulrika. I was precariously balancing myself on top of the insane, nine inch stiletto-heeled, four-inch platform shoes. My feet where pointing straight downwards in a kind of ballet stance, but I dared not even think about sitting down, even if my “clothes” had permitted me to do so. I did not even dare to lean against a wall, despite the fact that my poor feet and legs where literally shaking and throbbing with pain. The kitchen was dark, only lit by a weak 15Watt bulb over the sink. Laughter and small talk from the adjoining dinner room drifted in trough the closed door. Suddenly the sharp light from the row of overhead tubes flickered into being, illuminating the large room with their blue-white glare.

Playdate

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

“Morning sweety.” The cacophony of white noise that permeated the room stopped abruptly, a soft feminine voice taking its place.

Justin was quickly pulled out of his half sleep, jolting awake at the sudden change in the sound surrounding him. Before he attempted to stretch his limbs out, he heard the hinges of the thick steel door that she had installed creak along, the sound of scraping metal filling his ears.

Sister's Revenge

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

Chapter 1

How did I get here? How did things go so wrong? That’s what I have been asking myself as I silently lay here listening to the party music cranking above my head. It’s not like I have a choice though. You see, I returned home from college three weeks ago for summer break and my little sister, whose 2 years younger than me and now just finished her senior year in high school, has been more miserable to me than ever. So I decided that it was time for a little payback. I took some left over wood and supplies from my dad’s woodworking shop and created my little gift for her. Unfortunately, I am currently strapped to my “gift”, not HER. I am on my knees, bent over forward with my belly on the “table” portion with my thighs wide apart and strapped to the legs of this table with the leather restraints that I had attached to the table legs. My ankles are also strapped to the boards that I attached to the bottom of the table legs keeping my legs well spread. The 4" stiletto heels being the only clothing I have left on my body.

Summer Training

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

Author's Note: This is the sequel to ‘Summer Project’ It is usually a long time between postings for my stories. In the past, I have tried to compile a mailing list, but it has become unmanageable as of late. However, you can check my weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ for news of my latest works and to read some new ones. Any and all comments are welcome and appreciated. Please e-mail me a FESSELN1@aol.com or post them on my blog.

Thanksgiving Dinner

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

“You really could use a shower” said Sue as Bob walked into the house.

“I could really use a beer” Bob replied.

“No beer till you take a shower.” Sue blocked Bob’s access to the fridge.

“You really don’t want to get between me and my Miller Light” replied Bob.

Sue put her hands on her hips and stood her ground. “Shower! Now!”

Sue stood quietly in the shower. The endless stream of soothing, warm water rushed over her gorgeous naked body - in much the same manner it had the previous hour. Sue’s hands were tightly bound behind her back with a bright white piece of insulated electric cord, as were her ankles.

The Bitch Master

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

Author's Note: Synopsis:

A smart and successful lawyer is captured and trained by a sadistic master intent on making her into his submissive slave bitch. He will transform her and later her younger sister into his sister slaves.

Part 1

Like a hunter, he noticed his prey immediately. Jill was a blonde beauty with long straight hair, high cheekbones, pale skin and beautiful blue eyes. She looked every bit like the smart, opinionated professional lawyer bitch he imagined when he read her profile in her law firm’s website. She was one of its rising stars. He had done his research into her. She was in her mid-twenties and based on what he had learnt, she was a proud, determined and capable young woman with the world at her feet. He looked at the picture he had of her on his phone, showing a beautiful young woman, dressed in black suit and skirt, smiling widely at the camera. The photo was taken a few weeks ago at one of her company lunches. In the photo, Jill looked confidently back at him with her icy blue eyes. He knew when he saw her that he was going to destroy her bright future and crush all the potential of this beautiful young lawyer. His cock hardened in his pants as he knew he was going to humiliate and transform her from a self-assured, assertive young woman into his depraved slave bitch.

The Bondage Club

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

Author's Note: A teen goes looking for her missing older sister in a bondage club and allows herself to be enslaved by the Mistress of the club

Chapter 1

Kendall hesitantly walked in through the front door to the club passing into a foyer. The walls on each side of the hallway were decorated with murals of nude woman bound in different positions with all types of materials. Some in leather, some in ropes, some in metal or wood with others bound in combinations of several different materials. All looked restrictive and some even painful.

The Case in the Attic

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

Author's Note: I don’t quite know where this came from…..I do not have a brother.. it just flowed over an hour of intense writing and lip biting….

Abby finished the description of the old lamp and clicked the submit button. The online auction site confirmed her details and the listing was complete. That was all she had photos for at the moment. She glanced at her watch in the dim light of the laptop which sat on the attic floor, still plenty of time till Dan was likely to be home.

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 Good Education

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

Not bad for being forty four. Other moms at my age are fat, puffy-eyed, semi bald and depressed. I was fit, B cups, dark brown eyes one meter sixty-five. I keep a good tan as I use an UVA sunbed on a beauty parlor. My dark brown hair was very short, boyish, with a very short fringe. Like a young Kate Beckinsale in Uncovered. Dian is the name. The key is keep doing exercises. I was thinking about thess things while I looked at my reflection on the mirror.

The Houseguest

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

Author's Note: Based on an original drawing by Augustine.

Part 1

“Hey, sis.”

“Cody!” The dark-haired girl shouted upon opening the front door. She grabbed the young man standing outside and pulled him to her. The embrace lasted a full minute before the two separated, the woman’s hands remaining on the boy’s shoulders. “God, let me look at you. It’s been so long.” She looked him up and down, taking in every inch of the brother she hadn’t seen in almost a year.

The Initiation

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

Andrea shifted slightly on the sofa as her brother stormed through the door. Her eyes darted back and forth from the pages of the book she was reading to the out of breath boy. “Rough Friday, freshman?”

“What?” Aaron asked, startled by the question. He had not seen his sister sitting there when he walked in. Quickly, the boy stripped off his lightweight jacket, throwing it over a nearby chair, and began to ascend the staircase leading to the top floor of the house.

The White Rabbit

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

Chapter 1: Escape and A New Life

The cold night air sends a chill down on my naked body, made worse by the sweat I’d perspired in the hours I’ve been hanging by my thumbs. I moan through my gag as the last gnats and flies land on me to suck on my welts for a late meal. A bag covers my head and I’m hanging at least ten feet above the ground with my ankles so tightly bound they’re numb. I have a panic attack, struggling and yelling through my gag. While I struggle I feel one of my thumbs slip through the loop it is in. I pull on it, ignoring the feel of the rope biting and cutting my skin. When it is free I grab onto the rope and hold on as I pull my other thumb free, which is more difficult and more painful, but finally done. I take the bag off my head and look down. The drop is going to hurt, but I should survive. I just have to get away from the hell my life has been for the past four years. I brace myself and let go.

Training Triplets

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

Author's Note: Triplets expecting to be sex slaves find out what slavery really is.

Chapter 1: Introduction

It was a mild Monday morning in November when Racheal and her slave/assistant Jasmine went to visit Mr. & Mrs. Schwartz at their hotel in downtown Miami to discuss the training of the triplets they had found to become proper slaves. Racheal was dressed in a white leather pants suit and 5’ heels, while Jasmine was in a light blue dress with matching heels and her slave collar locked securely around her neck as always. Her dress was low cut showing off her new 42DD breasts. As she sat down in the living room, with Jasmine on the floor beside her, Mrs. Schwartz said “I am Allyson and this is my husband David”. “Nice to meet you, Racheal responded and this is Jasmine my slave and assistant.” Allyson commented that jasmine was very lovely and well trained. They discussed the triplets, two sisters and a brother, that the Schwartz’s had found living in a trailer park alone in Alabama, that were interested in becoming slaves for money of course. She confirmed that they were over 21 and would supply proof and the three had signed personal service contracts for three years and would be compensated generously. She said the three were novices, but needed the money and were willing to become slaves. Racheal laughed at that statement, and responded, they have no clue do they? Not really, but they will be ready in four weeks once they recover from their breast augmentation surgery and pass a physical and the money is placed in escrow accounts. The male is very effeminate, except for his 11" penis, and is also having implants and will be trained as a she-male. I don’t expect any problems from him, but his sisters are head strong and only care about getting the money but will need serious training. The girls, Bonnie and Barbara will be serving me as my slaves while the male, Brandon will serve David. You have Carte Blanc to use what ever means to train them. All three will need to have hair removal and you will be given a list of what is to be pierced. Also a custom designed chastity belt will be supplied for Brandon. Racheal then suggested to Allyson that the girls be placed in control chastity belts that can be bought from her friend Shelia. “What is a control belt” she asked. Racheal told Jasmine to stand and lift her dress to show Allyson the belt.

Virtual Conditioning

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

Author's Note: Virtual reality has become one of the fastest growing fields in the computer science industry. The technology is so advanced that the latest models are capable of simulating nearly anything, enough to make the game world all but indistinguishable from reality. The Sherbrook Institute uses the latest in cutting-edge VR to offer almost any erotic experience imaginable. Anything, no matter how hedonistic, sadistic, or immoral.

Chapter 1 - Father and Daughter Bonding

Vive La Difference

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

Author's Note: This story is written as a stand-alone work. I labeled it “Part I” because there is room to add more.

In addition to the tags that are available, other tags might also be appropriate: tease and denial,

interracial, and CFNM (Clothed Female, Naked Male).

Should there ever be a Part II, I envision additional tags, many of which are alluded to in Part I but not actively incorporated in the story: chastity, games, tickling, toys, slavery, suspension, and watersports.

Winter Break Distraction

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

Well after finally graduating from high school and starting college it was weird to come back home for the break. I was all excited at first but then I realized quickly how few of my friend stuck around. I’m from a very small town and I’m quite a bit the youngest in an otherwise very religious family. All I had to look forward to was the family and that is enough to drive a girl insane.