Kidnapping

Author's Note: This is my first story I have commited to “type”. There are several more ideas bouncing around my head including a couple of further installments of this story. I am testing the water with this one, and if there is a positive reception then I will work on the others. Constructive critisism welcome =) Chapter 1: A Shopping Trip Laura Reynolds sighed as she stared impassively into the store window. She cast her eyes over the characterless fashion paraded in front of her by lifeless figures. She amused herself thinking even the mannequins looked bored wearing it. How many times she gone through this same ritual today? A new outfit was needed for tonight’s party but Laura had wasted nearly all of her morning wandering from one faceless high street chain to another each time leaving disappointed, fed up and empty handed. ...

Brandy shouldn’t have gone there alone. Now she was struggling in a tight hogtie trying to find any kind of slack in the rope but not finding any. She hoped her boyfriend would start wondering where she was and track her down. But she knew he was at home in their apartment snoring away tonight’s beer and pizza binge. Brandy loved getting scared and every Halloween she dressed up and tried to visit as many haunted houses as possible. Tonight was no exception. This year she dressed up as a devil. The costume was a very tight-fitting number in bright red with a plunging neckline, fishnet stockings, opera gloves, pointy tail and a pair of little horns to pop out of her short blonde hair. Looking at the mirror, she thought she should have been the one modeling the costume on front of the package. ...

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. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story, so please allow me a little leeway. My command of written English has never been that good! It is intended to be a tale of dark BDSM, non-consensual fantasy involving two families. One unlucky enough to fall into the hands of the other. Chapter 1 - Baby It was the growing day light that woke him. It automatically triggered a switch in the dim night light which then turned off with an audible click as the dawn light grew stronger. That and the increasing and uncomfortable pressure growing in his plastic pants. He would try not to move although he knew he would have to soon. He found it difficult to remain in any position for too long, and his restless legs would soon begin to cramp up. However, any movement in his present condition was dangerous as he’d first discovered to his cost many months ago and numerous times since. Movement sometimes encouraged seepage from the tight elastic seams that secured his plastic pants around his waist and thighs. ...

Author's Note: Although I submitted it as my second work on this site, this story is somewhat older than “Dorei”. She wasn’t exactly pretty. Attractive, yes. Intriguing, sure. Some – most – might even say beautiful. But pretty? There lay a kind of hardness in her features, making it difficult to connect her to terms such as “cute” or “twee”. I would call her Rho, for her real name is of no consequence anymore. ρ, the sixteenth letter of the Greek alphabet. Or, minding that it was to be a proper name, the capital form: P ...

It was a perfect day for reading, at least, that is what Erika thought. Looking out of her used bookstore window at the gray drizzle that cloaked the morning, she thought it gave the old main street a forlorn Dickensian look. On a day like today, she could see herself curled up in her armchair with a Kay Hooper mystery and a glass of wine. Too bad nobody else this morning felt that same way. The drizzle seemed to keep everyone inside. ...

Author's Note: This is a complete story I was a 23 year old adventurous man who loved life. I had been a college athlete who loved competition, but now having graduated, I had thrown aside my old sport and tried to find new endeavors to stimulate me physically. I was also fiercely independent. Because of that, I rarely had a girlfriend for more than a few weeks. I loved girls, but they always wanted to tie me down. They had the genetic need to nest and I certainly didn’t. It also mean’t that I didn’t have a lot of close friends. My friends from high school faded away when I went to college and my friends from college were already starting to fade away now that we had graduated and they had moved on to careers. I had a sister who had come out as a lesbian and moved to Portland Or. but we rarely spoke and my parents both passed away from different illnesses 4 year ago. ...

Author's Note: This is a slow-paced, sensual fantasy. If you’re looking for a fast romp, look elsewhere. It does, however, cut right to the chase. No mucking about with lengthy backstories, breast sizes, or body weights. So… The story is written entirely from a first-person narrative, but that person switches a number of times throughout. I spend most of my time narrating from the girl’s perspective, though, since I find that more interesting. You’ll hopefully notice that I tried to capture the focus of each character with my narrative - as the female, I spend most of the time describing what she thinks, feels, and sees around her. As the male, I spend most of the time describing the female. Males are a narrow-minded species, after all. ;) ...

Author's Note: This is my first story ever, and it involved the introduction of Agobend University, a prestigious if secretive college where kinky adventures are a frequent occurrence among the students and faculty. Kate was so excited to finally be attending Agobend University. She had to admit, she was kind of nervous. Kate had heard so many nasty rumors about this Agobend University, about the horrible, cruel, and usually sexual hazing rites that happened. But her parents insisted it was just rumors and hearsay, having attended the same college themselves. In fact, her father had been on the committee that welcomed her mother to University! It was what led to them eventually getting married. None of that stuff actually happened, there would be a huge outcry about it! It couldn’t possibly be true, she told herself. ...

Author's Note: Airhostess who blackmails cheating husbands gets tricked by two of her victims and suffers stricked bondage and torture and their mercy Part 1: The Affair Tess walked through the airport doors and out into the streets on New York. Three days she had to burn before her flight back. Tess was an airhostess you see, and for a very exclusive airline at that. Perhaps that’s why she felt her uniform was designed to be somewhat provocative. Her top was light blue and tight all over, small buttons ran along the middle with the top one tightly bucking around her neck. An equally form fitting navy blue dress covered her stocking wrapped legs down to the knees. Her feet nestled into black 5-inch heeled pumps - a pain to wear during flight, but Tess couldn’t deny they did a great job of turning heads. ...