Mummification

It was a cold, misty morning in March and Anna was on her way to work. She caught the Bus most winter mornings, but on this occasion she had decided to walk. Gazing lazily down at her small feet as she strode forwards, she pulled her handbag further up onto her shoulder. Suddenly she felt her body stiffen as she sensed someone behind her. She glanced fleetingly behind her, but saw nothing but an empty street. Still worried, she quickened her pace and tried to convince herself that it had been merely her imagination playing tricks. It was only one minute later however, that the feeling of being followed by a mysterious stalker returned to her. This time she looked more subtly behind her, only to see a hunched figure reseeding behind his thick green jacket walking about ten yards behind her on the other side of the road. Relieved and finally feeling safe (the man looked small and un - threatening) she exhaled strongly and continued her walk. It was only at this time, when she expected no attack, that it came. She saw nothing but a blur of silver, and then darkness. ...

“Did you shave completely?” Mistress Courtney asked with a smirk, knowing what was coming soon. “Yes Mistress, Your girl has shaved everything apart from her head as You instructed your girl.” came the softly spoken reply from the perfect girl that stood proudly before her Mistress. It was not so long ago that the girl, khrystal-rose, had been completely new to being owned, in fact new to the whole BDSM lifestyle, but she had always known there was something more, something that turned her on, something about losing the control and the need to feel so completely wanted, that she had found love in her Mistress without every really knowing why, how, or when it happened. It just did… ...

Author's Note: : For those of you who are unfamiliar with my work, this is the third installment and second prequel to my first venture into erotic literature. If you have not, I highly suggest you read both Two Halves and Late Nights since both provide some important insights into the characters presented. This will be my first attempt at a multi-part story and, truth be told its proven rather difficult. Once again, I must suppose that an author is his/her own worst critic, but I hope you enjoy. ...

Author's Note: Enjoy! It was the middle of July and Danielle was dripping with sweat, having just finished scraping off the grill at her crappy fast food job. The air conditioner had been broken since noon and all she wanted to do was get out of there before her bitchy boss got back from break and gave her something else to do. Just as she was about to clock out, her boss Maddie came up to her and said “I don’t think so sweetie. Before you punch out you need to clean the bathroom. Somebody pissed all over the floor in there and it’s disgusting.” Danielle rolled her eyes and said “I was supposed to be off 30 minutes ago” ...

Author's Note: In a female dominated world, a male is sentenced to hang after a week of punishments. Chapter 1 The women cheered as he was led from the court on all fours, leashed and naked, whipped as he went by his smiling captors eager to ensure his first punishment. The women stood to applaud the judge, now standing, in her black silk gown; the haughty woman’s nipples erect with the excitement of the day, she bowed smiling, still wearing the black silk cap with which she had heralded the death sentence. She was sticky with arousal and would masturbate long and hard as she reminisced on the look on the male’s face as sentence was passed, passed by her, indulgent in her supreme power over the male whom she knew would have gained a healthy erection on hearing her decide his fate. Whether involuntary or not ,the hapless male knew he would be made to be erect many times over the next week before his member would inevitably be taken as a trophy on the final day. As was her privilege in her position amongst the women who ruled her world, she would receive the first copy of justice being served upon the male, recorded throughout his Dispatchment Week, approved by her, then sold to the masses of eager women; the misery, humiliation and despatch of the male helping to boost the economy of this world of feminine superiority. ...

Place: The Drake Rubber Products Inc. factory 11:50 PM. Night shift employee Helen Clark, a 24 years old data processor, catches up on work left over from the previous night. She sits at her desk entering data on her computer. She is an attractive 5’ 8” brunette who also frees lances occasionally as a model. She is single and works night shifts at D.R.P.I. four nights a week. She works in her bare feet relieved that she can relax and work comfortably as if working at home. ...

Her light pale blue eyes pleaded, while her bound body tingled with anticipation. Drool trickled out from under the leather hood and flowed slowly down her neck onto her small shapely blue/green breasts. They glistened in the soft glimmer of the white Christmas lights decorating the wheel to which she was bound. The reflection of the lights danced off of the tinsel that covered the walls, floor, and ceiling of the room she was in. ...

Sam Johnson stared at the letter in his hand: “Dear Mr. Johnson, How unfortunate that you felt the need to testify against Jimmy in the trial, despite our arrangement. I told you that if Jimmy was convicted, your family would pay the price. Well, this letter is to inform you of what that price will be. We currently have possession of a certain wife of yours named Sarah. You may have noticed she didn’t come home on time. We’re going to keep Sarah for as long as Jimmy is behind bars. According to the judge, that’ll be 16 years. Better hope he gets an early parole. If you go to the police with this, I can absolutely guarantee Sarah will never be seen again. See you in 16 years. Tony” ...

Author's Note: : This is my very first attempt at writing so please bear with this one as I am learning. Most of this short story is written from the first person perspective of one of the doggirls and all of the participants are real as this was originally written as a fantasy/maybe someday kind of story shared between the two main participants and our Owners but we all agreed to share it after it was finished. ~ puppygirl kirika ryoko ...

Author's Note: First piece of erotica - I am a guy in the UK who lovingly builds / plans these type of scene’s / LTR plans in real life I often think through them first in a story like manner so someone suggested I write it out too! First piece of writing since school english lessons so constructive criticism is good and if you want to know more about my ideas, being a ‘victim’ or how I build them please PM me ^_^ ...