Kidnapping

Author's Note: I was going to finish this story before submitting it, but I won’t have much chance to write in the next couple weeks and if I lose momentum after that it may be a long time coming. Feel free to email me with any feedback, or leave a comment. This story and the characters and places therein are 100% fictional. Please don’t take this as an endorsement in any way of the actions of any character. This material is intended only for getting off and should be kept completely divorced from reality. ...

Author's Note: ((This note is for the publisher and should not be published with the story: Thank you for publishing the first chapters of this story. I have made some edits, as well as writing to the ending, so I am submitting the entire story here. Also, the text breaks which were marked with five dashes were left out when it was published, which makes the changes between scenes confusing. They are now signified by the words TEXT BREAK, which you can find-and-replace into whatever formatting is appropriate for the site. Thanks again!)) ...

Author's Note: I do not condone slavery this story all comes from a fantasy in my head. Karen and her sister Laura were going on holiday to Mexico. They both worked as nurses and shared a flat together. They didn’t have a lot of friends and were happy with each other’s company. Karen was the older of the two at 26 and was a well-built brunette while Laura at 18 was a petite blonde. Karen usually made all the decisions. The two sisters had stopped at a hotel for the night before driving to the airport the next morning. It was quite run down and the clerk made the sisters uneasy. Karen was dressed in jeans and a tank top and Laura was in a short dress. ...

Author's Note: A little of everything in this story. As the story was developed even I did not know where the characters would finally end up and I’m the author! SISTER’S DEVOTION Caroline Smith opened her eyes slowly, still groggy from all the drinks she had from the party last night. Did she drink too much? She wondered to herself. She only had two or three drinks. So she suspected she must have been drugged or something. It wasn’t in her nature to pass out from only just a few drinks. ...

Author's Note: I’ve decided to post the first three chapters of the Kennel Master as I’m pretty happy with them and I want to test to water a little. Like other stories I’m working on, it’s extreme and very dark in flavour; none of the main characters are very likeable and what goes on is uncompromising, brutal and very non-consensual. So, as usual, the standard words of warning are: do not read it if that isn’t something you don’t like to read about it. Also, if you do, please do not try anything written here at home as that would mean you’re in need of help and rapid, lengthy incarceration. Another note is that, despite the length of the story, there isn’t much of a plot - it’s just a description of a typical day in the life of the main protagonist. But it may eventually serve to set the scene for other stories set against the same background. We’ll have to see. Otherwise, I’d love to hear what you think, so please feel free to drop me a line at [email protected], write a review or whatever. If folks like this, I’ll post more - several chapters are already written.Thanks for reading this far at least! ...

Chapter One This one looked too good to be true. Short blonde hair, long shapely legs, a derriere barely covered by the tiniest of cut-off jean shorts, and breasts pouring out of a low cut halter top. And then there was the most perfect thing of all about this one. She sat cross-legged next to a broken-down BMW on the Ocean View Road ten miles out of the city and two miles away from anyplace USA. Lisa had seen some open invitations before, and had taken advantage of her share, but this one…! This one was just too good to be true. ...

Author's Note: This story has been published as part of the bundle ‘The Cyber Trap and other BDSM stories’ (available as e-Book in various formats) ‘Have a nice day, Miss MacKay!’ the agent said as he left. She breathed deeply and looked around her, still not really believing her luck. Finding a completely furnished semi-detached on a short term lease; immediately available and at a fantastically reasonable price! ‘The owner works on one of the oil rigs in the Gulf’ the estate agent had said ‘and he won’t be back for a year at least. So he instructed us to lease it to someone who could be relied on not to muck the place up…’ She had hurriedly signed the contract and had assured the agent she would treat the house and furniture as if it was her own. ...

Chapter 1 – First of the Set! I was waiting in the car outside the entrance to the mall just after 9:00 p.m. for Karen to do her part in our new adventure. She timed it perfectly and was behind Susan as the girl pushed through the doors and fiddled with her umbrella. The rain was getting heavier and I saw my sister point towards the car to offer a ride. We had been in the store, owned by the girl’s parents, several times and she knew us as good customers that, along with the rain, obviously helped her decide to accept the invitation. ...

Author's Note: Here is my second story for this site i have put more effort in proof reading this one and took into consideration the last stories (A girls night in) feedback to improve this one, ENJOY! Chapter 1 To set the scene, our main character is called Rob, he is about halfway through his last year of college, so to start earning a bit of money, however little before he can get a full time job, he has a Friday evening job cleaning for a local restaurant, Danielle, is a forty something woman who he works with. ...

Author's Note: Before you read this story you should understand that it is a work of fiction and total fantasy. Its main themes are of non-consensuality and human degradation of an uncompromising sort. If this does not appeal then PLEASE DO NOT READ IT. I would also like to emphasise that the events described in the story would be completely abhorrent to me if carried out in reality. Nor is it my intention to offend any particular group, preference or orientation with what I have written. It is simply my first attempt at writing a BDSM story in which I have tried to give full rein to the darker corners of my own sexuality and I have to admit to a degree of shock and surprise at the result. I hope the result is erotic in its own grim way for others and would be very interested in any (constructive) thoughts or criticism. Thanks for reading. -Honorius ...