Kidnapping

I went to a party in San Francisco and saw a lady who inspired this story. Not that she was mean to people, but she was very beautiful, and I imagined her getting into this type of situation… The party was really just getting started. Crowds of people had been steadily streaming through the door the past two hours, everybody clad in the most outrageous fetish wear imaginable. The few exceptions were the closet fetishists, out for their first evening off the chat groups and realizing there is more to the scene than e-mail. I was pleased at the turnout. As one of the organizers I had hoped that people would come check it out, and I wasn’t disappointed. Now, I was manning the fantasy booth. For fifty dollars you could fill out a fantasy to take place during the party, ranging from foot worship to torture. Most of the forms filled out were rather tame and I was beginning to be disappointed. A sad excuse for a transvestite timidly turned in a form and I glanced at it out of curiosity as I took his/her money. She was pretty desperate, or just really kinky. The form covered all the ranges and this girl had checked almost everything. She had asked for an abduction/torture fantasy with very few limits placed on the abductors. Almost all the boxes were checked, including severe whipping, breast torture, piercing and gang rape. The only comment at the bottom was “no permanent injury,” a smart exception but also open to interpretation. I noted the area reserved for abductee response. She wanted to struggle, resist and, regardless of her reaction, the scene should continue for as long as the captors decided. I watched her stumble to the couch in the corner and slump down to it. She was in no shape to enjoy an abduction, much less even feel it. I slipped the card aside, determined to return her money later claiming lack of interest. ...

Author's Note: This is a fan fiction screenplay of a Doctor Who episode. It focuses on the 11th Doctor (Matt Smith) and his companion Amy Pond (Karen Gillan) Scene 1 - INT.SHIP.UNKNOWN THE DOCTOR and AMY step out of the TARDIS. The room looks like the inside of a spaceship, however more so the engine room than a control deck. THE DOCTOR: Well, this definitely isn’t Gettysburg. And I doubt it’s 1863 either. ...

“Have a kinky friend who needs a nice, long, SURPRISE vacation? Sure, they may not be willing at first, but they’ll be begging to stay once we’re done with them! We offer personalised escapes, for a multitude of fetishes - For a wide variety of “vacation” options - Visit us at (suspicious-kinky-website-name also appears on screen) to hear more about our services. 24/7/365 pick-up, same-day services, extended vacations (On screen: Days? Weeks? Months? We have it all!), and attentive staff; who are excited to provide the most extensive vacation experience money can buy. Group discounts available! Ask about our budget vacations at (suspicious-kinky-website-name)!” ...

Author's Note: This is the 8th story in the series “The Stories of Bound Friends.” I will continue to post here but I will also be posting extras and updates the moment they are ready on my blog: http://jessbbaby.blogspot.com “So no one else finds it odd?” Megan asked as the four sat lazily around the couches playing cards. “Just count your blessings, right now we have free reign so who cares why?” Sophia said as she played a card and drew another. ...

This is how it felt to be Angela. You were the center of his life, the sunshine in his universe. You were what he lived for. For you, his love and care had no end. And for you, the feelings were the same. You felt so loyal, so loving to your spouse, the man you had shared your life with for the past six years. Your love was an endless spring that would never dry up. ...

Author's Note: This is my second attempt - now with a serial. Comments are welcome. As english is not my mother tongue, also comments on grammar, writing etc. Part two will follow as soon as possible. Part 1 Anita stood in front of the large, black, latex-covered four-poster-bed and smiled. It was an evil, almost devilish smile as she watched her victim squirming in agony on the latex-covered mattress. Karla, the “lady of the house”, was a 45 year old blonde, almost two meters in height, not really slim and with some endless legs and rather large, double D breast - and at the moment, she laid there in front of Anita, completely stretched out in an extreme spread eagle position, with white, crotch - high ballet boots at her feet and legs, a far too tight metal chastity belt around her waist, a white latex corset (which was presumably also far too tight, as Anita had put enormous effort in lacing it up as hard as she could - and a bit more) around her torso, a cruel rope harness around her large breast, clover-clamps at her nipples and a white latex hood (also being tightly laced up), which only had two holes for the nostrils to provide the possibility to breathe, at her head. To be precise, the hood also had two eyeholes and a zipper for the mouth, however, at the moment, the zipper was securely shut and the eyeholes were covered with eye-patches, which were held in place by press fasteners. ...

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. ...

Author's Note: This is an homage to Ann, who used to write stories for this site – her ‘Bondaged in the Car Park’ is still one of my favourite self-bondage stories and is what started me writing for this site, look it up if you get the chance. I can’t imitate her writing style, so this is an adventure involving her as a character. Update (07/08/11): I’m not sure where to go next with this - any suggestions ? ...

Author's Note: First submission ever, hope you enjoy it. She sat down across the table from me nursing her red wine. Her bright red hair cascaded over her head and past her shoulders. She wore too much make-up for my taste but it was expertly applied with lots of mascara and eye-liner. Her lips were pillowed out and painted the same color as her hair. “You don’t mind if I join you do you?” It was more a statement than a question. She was a Latina with a strong, sexy accent. ...

Author’s note: First of all thank you for taking the time to read my story. I liked the idea that the author ‘Erica’ had by writing a little author’s note, giving people a taste of what is to come (no pun intended) to avoid disappointment. This is a story of a girl who is taken from her perfect life and dropped into are area that she thought she loved, only to find that it is a lot tougher and more painful then it looks on the internet. The story may be boring at times, with little use of restraints and torture but then at other times it really picks up. I tried to incorporate elements of suspense to make it more interesting and in depth. I tried to make the story free of errors (e.g. spelling and grammar or contradictions in the plot), if you find errors, please ignore them as it takes a while to write this, even editing takes time. All comments or suggestions are taken to heart and are appreciated. I have most of the story written but am waiting to see what everyone thinks of it before posting the rest. Once again, thanks for reading and enjoy Ashley Robert’s ride. ...