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A SCARY DUNGEON IN WHICH TO KEEP THE ABDUCTEE It took me a good two years to turn my really big basement into a ready-to-operate dungeon. I designed the dungeon so that it would contain the ultimate amount of bdsm-related accessories and devices. I carefully picked every piece of equipment that was needed… to enslave a woman. For hours, I would keep making sketches of how I wanted the dungeon to look. Then for another couple of hours I would draw the bondage equipment I wanted to have in it. ...

Kim travelled down the highway, her mind not on the traffic but on her coming plans for the weekend, she was on her way to her secluded cabin, set in the midst of a wood. Her nearest neighbour was 20 miles away over some rough country or by road at least 35 miles. She’d brought the property with money she’d been left after her parents had died in an air crash, they had left her quite a sum of money, enough to pay off her debts, buy this property & resign from her boring office job. She was now a freelance photographer, something she had wanted to do since leaving college. ...

The young college student looked decidedly out of place, standing at the street corner as she was, dressed only in cut off shorts, tank top, sandals, and carrying a worn backpack slung over one shoulder. She was especially out of place considering it was 1:00AM on a Monday morning! The street light bathed the intersection in an orange glow, making it somewhat difficult to see very far in either direction, but it really didn’t matter to Kylie as there was no one to see her anyway at this hour. Even in a college town, the students had to get at least some sleep before Monday morning classes began, and so Kylie felt secure in the belief that there was no one to interfere with her adventure. Kylie took a second to casually scan all directions of the intersection once more, before turning to enter the building behind her. ...

_Author's Note: This story returns to the same characters introduced by my first story, _Abducting An Angel*. I suggest reading that one first (or at least the first section) to get an appreciation for the characters, but it’s not strictly necessary in order to follow this story.* The first part is more of a teaser than anything, so I apologise for that in advance. But rest assured, the good stuff is coming. Look at the tags for hints. :) ...

Anne sat at home. She had spent all morning thinking about her relationship with Bob, how it had gone wrong, if it was worth fixing and if so, how to fix it. Anne had met Bob about six months ago. He was a successful artist and she was a successful art party schmoozer. She had managed to get into the opening party for his new show and for some bizarre reason they had hit it off. One thing led to another and here she was in his des-res town house. ...

Chapter I The truth finally got Laura’s attention. She didn’t know how long she had been struggling with the damned handcuffs. She couldn’t get herself out of them! Why had she been doing such a stupid thing? They were too tight and she didn’t have a chance, making the key fit in the lock. Oh, what a misery! If it only had been the cuffs, she could have called 911 and made up a story about something, but she had gagged herself with a ball-gag harness before cuffing her wrists behind her back. She thought it would be easy to unlock them, but she obviously was wrong! ...

Author's Note: This is the 5th story in the series. I’ve also started a blog, I will continue to post here but I will also be posting extras and updates: jessbbaby.blogspot.com Sophia lay spread out on Lea’s bed, not remembering the last time she felt so content over such minor luxury. She had fixed herself a sandwich, downed a can and a half of Diet Coke, and was now clicking around Lea’s computer trying her best to find out what all she could do with her newly claimed power. ...

Kristen pulled to a stop and put the car in park. She stretched a bit and let out a moaning chirp. The sign above the door read ‘Lexa’s Boutique’. As was the case with most boutiques, it was feminine and inviting. This was the last stop of the day and hundreds of miles from home. It would mean another stay in a hotel. The lazy days of college and friends began to fade like a distant memory. As a Junior Marketing Rep for ‘Paris Cosmetics’, she had to cover a vast district. It also meant that she had to look her best all the time. Other women must envy her. They had to want to be her. Only then would they buy cosmetics from her. ...

Chapter 1 The faint sounds of a familiar song echoed all around me. The world was dark and out of focus as I rolled away from the noisy pest. Soon enough the tune became more and more difficult to ignore, snapping me out of my daze. ‘Alright, alright just stop you…’ I stretched over to what now seemed to be a screeching torrent of noise and LEDs. ‘When did he change it to this crap?’ The noise finally stopped and I was plunged back into darkness. ...

As Lindsey gazed around the very industrial looking plastics and latex processing plant her head felt almost like it was on a swivel there was so much to look at. The tour guide she was with had told the group she was a part of to watch where they were going since there was no safety barriers put up yet. With so much to look at though Lindsey quickly got distracted and was not watching where she was going. As she gazed around she didn’t notice the sex doll conveyor belt in front of her. With a thud she fell down onto the hard and unforgiving belt. As it whisked her away she tried to scramble off the belt but found it had carried her far into the ceiling of the industrial plant so getting off of it was not an option. As she looked around to see what her options were she noticed the belt was ending hopefully she would be able to escape her predicament. With a gentle thud she fell to the ground of this new room as she looked around the room she the first thing she noticed was that she was in a room full of vaguely female looking plastic blanks, the second thing she noticed was that there was clearly no exit to this room. ...