Non-Consensual

Author's Note: This is my first story I have commited to “type”. There are several more ideas bouncing around my head including a couple of further installments of this story. I am testing the water with this one, and if there is a positive reception then I will work on the others. Constructive critisism welcome =) Chapter 1: A Shopping Trip Laura Reynolds sighed as she stared impassively into the store window. She cast her eyes over the characterless fashion paraded in front of her by lifeless figures. She amused herself thinking even the mannequins looked bored wearing it. How many times she gone through this same ritual today? A new outfit was needed for tonight’s party but Laura had wasted nearly all of her morning wandering from one faceless high street chain to another each time leaving disappointed, fed up and empty handed. ...

Joe and Samantha Brown decided that they would go away for Christmas. Joe thought it would be better to stay at home and have a nice bondage session as they would be alone, but Samantha said it would be more exciting if they did it at a hotel. Especially if she was tied and gagged and stuffed into a case while he signed in. All those people walking past not knowing she was in the case. Joe thought about it and realised that this could be serious fun. He agreed, but he would have to find a suitcase big enough to pack her into. ...

Author's Note: Two sisters become a beautiful decoration for a wealthy, sadistic woman They were sisters. They had to be sisters. That’s what she wanted. And she was used to getting exactly what she wanted. Money was never an issue. Her agents had been trucking them for a few months and when the time was right they made sure no one would search for them. The two sisters, 20 and 22 years old, were traveling to their aunt’s house in the countryside. Their car was found in a nearby lake, crashed. Car accident, drowned, no bodies found, was the official verdict after some financial “encouragement”. ...

Author's Note: This story contains bondage, some of it fairly explicit. However, there’s also a lot of story here. And much of the more erotic material comes somewhat later in the story. For example, chapter one doesn’t contain any sex or bondage… although there are hints of some of the things to come. Consider your self warned. This story is also fairly long… 21 chapters; and it is complete, but I will be submitting it a few chapters at a time. This will allow me to edit the chapters as I go… which, in addition to catching a few spelling/grammar errors, will allow me to recall which story codes are appropriate. I will include all the codes I can think of that I’m sure fit for the story as a whole, but may add others as I notice them. Some of these tags may be fairly minimal. For instance, in chapter one there’s a reference to incestual activity, but no actual scenes where incest occurs. Not sure if it occurs later in the story, I’ll have to wait until I edit to be sure. ...

Author's Note: English is not my first or second language. This is my second story on long term chain bondage and harsh treatment to victim. Please excuse me for grammatical mistakes and misspells. Also try to comment on the improvement you like to see in my next story. Inspector Roy finally got solid information about Layla. He was chasing her for last six months. There were several cases and arrest warrant against her name on cheating, misusing public money etc. She was the secretary of Mr Robin Bose who used to run a company called Max financial services. They took people’s money in West Bengal, India, in the name of investments. They promised very good return and even bribed some ministers to advertise for them. After collecting almost 150 billion INR in two years one fine day they closed their offices and ran off. Police had no clue where the boss and the secretory was hiding until they found Mr Bose’s body in a hotel in Kashmir. Mr Bose had killed himself when he understood that there is nowhere to hide anymore. Investigating officer Roy found his call records and got clues that his 25 years old beautiful secretory is hiding in a small motel in Daman and Deu, the smallest state in India. Roy was in a nearer state with no team with him. But he took the risk when the information came to him and went alone to arrest her. ...

Author's Note: This story is based on a story entitled “The Trap” by Wanda. Although much of this story is my original work, I attempted to seek permission to write this story, but all of her known e-mail addresses are inactive. Part 1 Tara and I had been co-workers for a few months. We worked together at a clothing company that specialized in latex, leather and bondage wear. Even though we both landed our jobs at around the same time, Tara always told everyone that she had seniority over me. ...

Her name was Ruth, and she had a fetish. Ruth loved to be tied up, and every time she got a chance to be alone for a few hours she would figure out neat ways of binding herself up so she could get in some good struggling. She was very good at it too, and often the only way out for her was to use her escape knife, which she would hide someplace difficult to get to just to make things more challenging. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story, so please allow me a little leeway. My command of written English has never been that good! It is intended to be a tale of dark BDSM, non-consensual fantasy involving two families. One unlucky enough to fall into the hands of the other. Chapter 1 - Baby It was the growing day light that woke him. It automatically triggered a switch in the dim night light which then turned off with an audible click as the dawn light grew stronger. That and the increasing and uncomfortable pressure growing in his plastic pants. He would try not to move although he knew he would have to soon. He found it difficult to remain in any position for too long, and his restless legs would soon begin to cramp up. However, any movement in his present condition was dangerous as he’d first discovered to his cost many months ago and numerous times since. Movement sometimes encouraged seepage from the tight elastic seams that secured his plastic pants around his waist and thighs. ...

Author's Note: Although I submitted it as my second work on this site, this story is somewhat older than “Dorei”. She wasn’t exactly pretty. Attractive, yes. Intriguing, sure. Some – most – might even say beautiful. But pretty? There lay a kind of hardness in her features, making it difficult to connect her to terms such as “cute” or “twee”. I would call her Rho, for her real name is of no consequence anymore. ρ, the sixteenth letter of the Greek alphabet. Or, minding that it was to be a proper name, the capital form: P ...

Author's Note: This is one of several stories I did a few years ago and was published elsewhere. I’d like to think my writing has improved since then, but it is still an enjoyable story that I hope is enjoyed by all. Patricia had been nagging her boyfriend for months. He had brought a porn video over one evening and they had proceeded to watch it together. They had only been dating for a few months, but James had been able to key in on her latent kinkiness, and seemed to know every trick in the book on how to exploit that knowledge. ...