Machine

Machines and humans have always fought and always will, from the earliest days when steam engines refused to go forwards, through the days when PCs refused to boot up, to today when robots insist on obeying commands literally. This is the story of one such battle, a young woman’s struggle to circumvent a machine’s internal limitations. The robot was a Christmas present to herself. Its cost represented most of her savings but Quintessa was depressed and felt she deserved some pleasure in life. The only other present she received that Christmas was a bottle of inexpensive perfume from one of her coworkers. ...

My name is Sarah and I am an art major in my third year in college with my boyfriend that is also an art major but in photography. I stand 5’ 6” with C-size breast; brunette hair at upper back length, my figure is slim and very sexy. I thoroughly enjoy standing in front of my full length mirror admiring my sexy curves and smooth skin. I also am the captain of the volleyball team, swim team and cheerleader for most of the other sports I am not involved with. My first experience with bondage came with my last boyfriend that became a complete jack ass and left me for some dyke. That’s neither here nor there. This is about that bondage desire and need that I was too nervous to tell me current boy friend about until… ...

Author's Note: This is the beginning of a fairly lengthy story I have been working on. The story itself serves as the introduction to the first character of what I hope to develop into a small series of stories. Having now taken a short break after writing 28 chapters, I am reading back and questioning some of my decisions. Because of this I have decided to post the first nine chapters, the ones I am happiest with, and solicit any suggestions or advice for where readers think the story (or series) should go, or improvements to what I have. Please comment or e-mail me your suggestions. Enjoy! ...

Author's Note: My first story, hope you like it. Not quite sure which tags would be best. _Update (2012/02/11):* Looks like I definitely bit off quite a lot of plot. Thanks to those who have stuck with it. I think if I cut back on the storyline, I’ll wreck things so sorry to those with feedback about length. Sue will definitely be continuing her investigations in upcoming chapters, but had a few distractions in this chapter.* ...

Author's Note: Responding to many requests I have written this story as a sort of sequel to ‘Runaway Chair’ . It is now the title story of a collection of BDSM tales published as ‘The Cyber Trap’ The receptionist at the Hilton Olympia looked embarrassed as she said: ‘I am sorry madam, Mr Tigliani checked out 09.30 his morning. No, he did not leave a message…’ I held my breath and closed my eyes while I slowly counted to ten. Then I let out my breath and I forced myself to smile at the girl. When I left the lobby I felt ready to kill that pompous asshole of an Italian who had absolutely insisted on one of our sales representatives’ meeting him in this hotel for a ‘commercial discussion’. And who simply had left without even a call on my cell phone! ...

Part I *She struggled because there was nothing else to do but it wasn’t to get free, she already knew that was impossible, it was to prevent her muscles from atrophying and her mind from screaming even if, physically, she was currently incapable of doing anything of the kind. Mentally she was alert enough. She could still remember the jab of the needle in her upper left thigh and the hands that had held her tightly as it was emptied into her but right now everything else, apart from the fact that she was held rigidly to a chair, bound tightly and blindfolded and gagged, was just a blank….* ...

Author's Note: A fictional story for fantasy and enjoyment only. A sequel exists if there is interest, and of course feedback is always welcome! Cheri, Laura, and Gwen were best friends but almost nothing alike. Gwen was aggressive and passionate. She’d competed in gymnastics as a child and still practiced a little for fun and exercise. She also captained the university’s debate team and was bound to be a high priced lawyer someday, which got her into trouble when she contradicted her professors a little too much. The short-haired brunette hardly went a day without talking about her next hiking trip to the mountains. ...

Author's Note: Hi everyone! Just wanted to say a few things about my story. Since this is the first story I’ve ever written, please forgive any grammar or spelling mistakes (I did my absolute best to get it perfect). I wrote this based on one of my fantasies, it is sci-fi, but please don’t let the lack of realism turn you away, I’m sure I’ve included ideas many will enjoy. The reason is because I love ideas completely out there, it adds to the kink factor, thrill, and uniqueness. There will be unrealistic ideas of course, but I did my best to explain everything I felt needed to be explained. Lastly, just remember this was based on one of my cheesy, ridiculous fantasies, I wrote this the way I saw fit and have chosen to share it with you. Best regards, happy reading! ...

Author's Note: The start of a long trail. I know where it’s going, will write more as I feel motivated. Chapter I - The Prep The offer really was too good to refuse. Lin’s student debt had been getting out of control and her efforts to find sources of income had all ended in blind alleys. She was a good student with some good ideas, but not so obviously brilliant that anyone had wanted to make a special accommodation for her when times were so tight. She was about to be forced to give up her ambition to get a PhD, or even an MS, and settle for very reduced career prospects. ...

Author's Note: It’s been a few years since I’ve written (completed) a story. I’ve had this one bouncing in my head for months and decided to finally do it. I’d love to hear your feedback! Jill sat at her makeshift terminal debugging a seemingly endless stream of code. Most of the code wasn’t hers so that didn’t help much despite the documentation. Her caffeine driven sleep deprived marathons were making even small tasks take excessively long but she refused to rest. ...