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Author's Note: Witches were once known to be evil and dangerous women. They enjoyed the suffering of others, and they did cruel things to the innocent for nothing more than their own selfish desires. While this may not have been historically accurate, it did describe Audrey pretty well. Chapter 1 On the surface, Andrea Walden was a teenager just like any other. She went to high school, lived in the suburbs, and did nothing that set her apart from any of the other girls her age. She lived alone with her mother, who was often out of the house for business trips. Everyone knew that they were a completely normal family. ...

I’d lusted after her for some time. Having followed her through the small amount of modeling she had done, I had grown to be an avid fan. Not only because she was innocent and beautiful, but also because it was clear how much she loved bondage and submission. Living the life of a fetish model, I was always surprised that she complained as much to me about not being able to truly submit. Her last boyfriend was handsome for sure, but not into the “scene” as they say, and constantly disapproving of her work in bondage. As I grew to be her friend more and more, I tried to tell her she could find better, someone who would let her live her own life, but I think she never believed it. It was all I could do not to blurt out, “it’s me! I’ll make your dreams come true!” But I was involved myself, in a somewhat soft relationship that had stopped fulfilling my need to truly dominate. I was ready for a change, and I hoped Sarah was, too. ...

Author's Note: Something I wrote sometime back on another site for a fellow rubberist. Certainly my longest story I have ever written. Part One - Meeting A knock at the door, a young woman named Sara walks to it and opens her front door. Standing before her a man dressed in a heavy overcoat, he is actually looking down a bit so Sara does not catch his eyes. He picks his head up slowly and looks at the young woman. ...

This story was submitted for the 2010 Winter Fetish Contest. Please be sure to rate read and rate each story. When you’re finished, visit our sponsor by clicking the banner above. (They have lots of cool stuff!). Chapter One Kaitlin watched the characters streaming across the screen a few inches from her face, but only a scant few made any sense to her. Too many other thoughts, too many sensations, were assailing her for the words to form any meaning. There was no comprehension left within her, not after everything she’d gone through and what was being inflicted on her. ...

Author's Note: This is a story I was commissioned to write on a site and I think it turned out very well. The person who asked me to write it had a thing for swimcap asphyxiation and I kind of find it quite erotic myself. Thank you for taking the time to read the story and if you like please leave some feedback, and if you don’t like let me know how I could improve my writing. ...

Chapter 1 Where do I start? … well, my name is Helen and I work as a Bond trader for a US investment bank in Canary Wharf. From losing my virginity at 15 I’ve always been promiscuous, my early years spent discovering the joys (or sometimes not) of teenage sex. At 22 I was introduced to bondage by a boyfriend’s father. To this day I’m not sure whether the incident was planned or a genuine opportunistic event, but it changed my life forever. ...

Part 1 Jim Duggan pulled his collar up against the cold rain sluicing down from a grey leaden sky. A biting wind was whipping the rain along the city streets causing people to cling closely to walls as they made their half-hearted way to their jobs. He had given up fighting the loosing battle of keeping his cigarette lit in such shitty weather; it hung forlornly from his tightly clenched lips. Monday mornings were bad enough, he thought to himself, without starting the day soaked to the skin. ...

I sat in a bar where I’ve had a few beers when the most beautiful girl entered the bar. The only strange thing about her was, she had red almost pink hair. She sat on the other end of the bar as where I was siting. I think I was constantly staring at her, but she ignored my totally. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white blouse witch was pretty far unbuttoned. She was drinking tequila with a beer beside it. After she got drunk she paid and left the bar. When I looked trough the window outside the bar I saw her stepping in the back of a huge black car. In the front seats of the car where two other woman. ...

**Author’s Notes:**It is usually a long time between postings for my stories. In the past, I have tried to compile a mailing list, but it has become unmanageable as of late. However, you can check my weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ for news of my latest works and to read some new ones. Any and all comments are welcome and appreciated. Please e-mail me a [email protected] or post them on my blog. Chapter 1 ...

Chapter 1: The Meeting Hello. Is there anybody there? I can hear the music, but I cannot see anything. If anybody is interested, can you please let me out? I will explain. This will take some time so please bear with me. It started a couple of years ago. I work as a writer. I write stories for newspapers and magazines. I make a good living from it and used to have a nice penthouse apartment overlooking the River Thames. My mind is mixed up over the tie I have been here, so please bear with me. ...