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Author's Note: A special arrangement by ’normal’ hotels worldwide allows BDSM travellers to live the lifestyle completely. This is a first story in that conceptual universe. Here we encounter the travails of a slavegirl as her mistress climbs the social ladder. Chapter 1 kinkhotels.com was created by group of business people who also made BDSM part of their lifestyle. They recognized a lapse in the market where high standard, BDSM friendly, luxury accommodation was not available to the discerning BDSM traveler. Participating hotels set aside special floors and/or whole areas within their premises that were inaccessible to non-BDSM guests. They also offered associated services and facilities. Of course, BDSM guests could avail themselves of the other, vanilla services and facilities with a proviso of keeping their activity covert. Checking in was through the normal counter but attended by a specially designated receptionist. Having booked through the site, the booking would be flagged as requiring special attention. The special receptionists would normally be lifestyle practitioners themselves, mostly slaves working the reception desk for their masters and owners. ...

He had run every red light between the Strand and St John’s Wood and it seemed like all the speed cameras in London had flashed him as well but the late evening traffic was light and it had taken him just 20 minutes so far. He knew he was close and when he turned the corner, all four tires squealing and saw the flashing lights, the endless lines of police cars and back up units, the Fire Engines and the Ambulances and heard helicopter blades beating the air rhythmically above him, he knew he was in the right place. ...

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. ...

Author's Note: This is a sci-fi bondage story based on a very popular book and film series. This is my first story on this site, so please give as much helpful feedback as possible in the comments. If you like this I’ll probably continue writing in another part. Enjoy! Chapter 1 Kat was woken by a harsh, repetitive beeping sound. Opening her eyes, she saw that the sound was coming from a small red timer, counting down second-by-second. 58… 57… 56… 55… Kat was very confused. The last thing she remembered was talking to a tall, shy man in her student coffee shop. He seemed pretty friendly, his name was Kevin… or was it Keith? Anyway, all she could remember after that was a stinking cloth being held to her face the moment she walked into her flat. The dull headache and sense of nausea in Kat’s stomach slowed her waking, and she struggled to take in her surroundings. The timer appeared sideways in her vision and was floating, seemingly impossibly, in mid-air. Light from the opening of what appeared to be a cave hurt her eyes, and she could feel mud and stones against her left arm and bare ass. She attempted to reach out to touch the timer, to somehow stop the piercing noise in her now sensitive ears, only to find that her wrists were locked together behind her back. Looking at her naked body, she noticed a thick metal belt around her abdomen, with a large black button at the front. She could just about see that her wrists were encased in some sort of hi-tech bracelets, as were her ankles. Suddenly her senses came to life as she started to panic. Where am I? Who bound my wrists together? What does this timer mean? Is it a bomb?! 16… 15… 14… Kat sat up and squirmed away from the red display as best she could, covering her lower body in mud, until her back was pressed up against the cold rock wall of the cave. 6… 5… 4… She closed her eyes, hearing the last beeps 3… 2… 1… 0… Her arms flopped beside her as the cuffs released. ...

Author's Note: Hi, everyone. This is the sequel to my original story, ‘The Hunger Game’. Below is a brief summary of the plot so far for newcomers, however I recommend that you read the original before starting this one. The story is set several hundred years in the future. Here’s the plot so far: Kat, the main character, is abducted, and wakes naked in the wilderness, with metal cuffs around her wrists and ankles, and a metal belt with a large button. She discovers that she is in some sort of ‘game’, run on points called ‘Arousal Points’, or ‘AP’, which can be used to buy food, ’time’, and a way out of the game. To obtain these Arousal Points she must sexually stimulate a slave. To obtain a slave she must simply press the button on their belt. This will give one hour of control (more time can be bought). Once a slave is under someone’s control, they can use a diverse voice-command system to materialise and control hi-tech bondage equipment, along with various other toys. ...

Author's Note: 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. I wrote most of this story in about a month, then added the last few chapters over the next couple months, and now it’s been two more months and I can’t write another word of it. I will probably never finish it, I’m afraid. I’m not even sure what the appeal was in the first place. Do note that Gagged Utopia does not have a “transgender” tag, so consider this it. This story doesn’t take place in the real world or any particular fictional world. Feel free to email with any other feedback, although I rarely check my inbox, or leave a comment. ...

Part I Only £200 for a bondage slave? Steve looked at the auction item on the web site! They can’t be serious. It must be a mistake. They can’t sell slaves over the Internet. Mind you, anything is possible these days. You read of far too much going on where people have been auctioned off, but that is usually some fantasy story the papers make up to sell their papers surely? But the reserve price had not been met yet! There was still another 2 days to go before the auction ended. It must be a misprint. Probably an original erotic painting or something! But the £200 had been there for the last 5 days. ...

Author's Note: Something I wrote sometime back, Personally I think it’s a story that turned out quite good and find it quite kinky still. Hope it’s enjoyed… Ashley was truly a rare breed if you ever saw one, a true beautiful woman who of all things was a competent cat burglar. It’s the one thing you would never have expected out of someone such as her. She was after all brought up by her father, who in his earlier life was a cat burglar himself and he had taken the time to teach his young daughter all there was to know of how to get past some of the best security systems. ...

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!)) ...