Non-Consensual

Author's Note: This story has been published in slightly shorter form at another site a few years back. I have written a few pages of part 2, but when and if that will be posted is anybody’s guess ;-) English is NOT my native language - so please don’t be too hash about spelling and such… Part 1 Friday 26 Trembling, and trying desperately to keep myself from crying, I waited, as ordered by my wife Ulrika. I was precariously balancing myself on top of the insane, nine inch stiletto-heeled, four-inch platform shoes. My feet where pointing straight downwards in a kind of ballet stance, but I dared not even think about sitting down, even if my “clothes” had permitted me to do so. I did not even dare to lean against a wall, despite the fact that my poor feet and legs where literally shaking and throbbing with pain. The kitchen was dark, only lit by a weak 15Watt bulb over the sink. Laughter and small talk from the adjoining dinner room drifted in trough the closed door. Suddenly the sharp light from the row of overhead tubes flickered into being, illuminating the large room with their blue-white glare. ...

Chapter 1-The Taking My name is Michael. I am 36 years old and have been married to my beautiful wife Jennifer for the last 14 years. Even after all this time the spark had never left our marriage, to this day I am still as in love with her as the first day we met. And believe she is still just gorgeous as ever! 35 years old, perky size C breasts and still the body of a 20 year old! Needless to say our sex life was amazing! ...

Author's Note: This is an adult baby story. If this isn’t your thing I suggest you move on. I was driving home one night in a snowstorm. I was on a lonely country road when my car suddenly skidded and crashed sideways into a tree. ‘Shit’ I thought. I tried calling for help on my phone but there was no signal. The snow was still coming down hard and it was pitch black. I decided to get out and look around. I was wearing jeans, a hoodie and a ski jacket so I wasn’t as cold as I could have been. I walked up the road for ages when I saw a car approach. I waved my arms and it stopped. The window rolled down and I saw a woman around thirty-five with long wavy brown hair. ...

Part 1 I had to have her. For years, I had been watching her on the morning news show, and for years I had imagined her bound, gagged, and down on her knees for my use. Unknown to her, today would be the day she would become my captive. I’m not crazy – I’m a young man, who prefers the nicer things in life. Having inherited a substantial amount of money when my parents had passed in a car crash, I was able to buy a modest house out in the country. It also allowed me to rig my basement with a nice dungeon, and holding cell. In the dungeon, I had a nice bondage bed, with a strong, long cage underneath. I also had various anchor points installed in the walls, a St. Andrews cross, and a nice bondage chair. ...

Author's Note: a lady challenged me to write a bit more from the woman’s perspective. I gave it a thought and this plot came up. A lot less bondage then I normally have, yet what Myrna experiences is not quite voluntarily. Still drifting in that half mood of being awake and asleep, Myrna felt some tugging at her ankles. Hmm, that must be Fred, that mysterious yet delicious new colleague who had seduced her last night. His lovemaking had been soooo nice, she still felt like glowing….. until something cold snapped at her ankle. ...

Author's Note: I’ve actually never written anything besides school essays before so constructive criticism would be great. I’m always looking to improve my writing, especially in this manner. “Well anyways, thanks so much for dropping off these documents, Anne. Have a safe trip home alright?” “Of course, Dave, I’ll see you at work tomorrow.” Anne slipped away towards the driveway and with one final wave, Dave closed the door and walked back into his living room. He looked at the clock and saw it was about 6 o clock. Him and Anne had been sitting on the couch in the living room for about an hour having some drinks. Anne was always a great secretary and he enjoyed spending time with her. She had a great sense of humor and was fairly attractive as well ...

Author's Note: A young researcher visits the wrong household and becomes the offspring Nancy could never have. Nancy Jacobson always wanted a little baby girl. She and her husband, Steve, were trying during the first few years of their marriage, but now she was 38 years old and time was running out. They lived in a big, but not very preserved cabin, a few miles outside of town. That and the fact that none of them had a stable job, made it impossible for them to adopt a child. Nancy, a blond, chubby woman with long fingernails, had become increasingly depressed due to this situation, and rarely left the house. Steve, a quiet, thin-looking man, whose, sideburns had just started turning white, tried to comfort his wife as best as he could. But things didn’t seem to change and desperation slowly turned into madness in Nancy’s mind… ...

I don’t know how long I had been driving. It had to be at least 4 or 5 hours. I had taken two weeks off from work and decided to take a road trip. I didn’t know where I was going. I would just drive until I found somewhere interesting to stop at. I knew I was somewhere on Route 3 in the Adirondack State Park. I loved being out in the middle of nowhere. It was getting late. Eight o’clock at night in November and it was getting really cold outside. I figure it was time to start looking for a hotel. ...

Part I Hey, I’m Tom. I’m a 19 year old, Tall, Slim Blonde male. The other day I went to my mates house for the night (He is a 19 year old, tall, slim brunette male). I got to his house at about 3:00pm. It was a hot day so we decided to go to the beach for a swim. We got back to his place at about 6:00pm got some tea and decided to go play the playstation, watch a movie and go to bed. ...

Author's Note: Its not fully a true story but some part of it are. Rest are my fantasy I wish to come true some day. Also since I am not a native English speaking person, please pardon language mistakes. Comment below if you like my writing. It will encourage me to write next chapter. Chapter 1 It all started with a friendship on a social networking site.. Years of search later I finally found someone who is genuine and straight about his fantasy. And also the one whom I can trust and fulfil my ultimate fantasy of dressed as complete girl. Tied helplessly for a certain or undecided period of time. Without getting disgraced or trapped or ultimate nightmare of getting abused by blackmailing. ...