Non-Consensual

Author’s Notes: Thanks to Bethany (Handcuffgirl) for her edits and suggestions. Chapter 1 Jenny looked phenomenal in her high-cut leotard and milky-white tights. This outfit, and the many she had just like it, emphasized her excellent physical condition. Long toned legs, firm butt, flat stomach – no curve was hidden beneath the skin-tight outfit. That was the idea. Jenny was a personal trainer, and she knew that showing off her own body was a big motivator to her clients. Jenny also knew that the stretched fabric across her ample boobs was a motivator as, at least to her male clients. She knew they checked her out, but they paid her extremely well for her services, so she didn’t complain. ...

Chapter 1 Swirling images. Dark. Silence. Daytime? Nighttime? Should I be somewhere? Eyes, opening. Darkness still. It must still be early morning, she thought to herself. Plenty of time to sleep, to rest, to … That dream! She could only recall bits of it, fragments of memory as if it took place eons ago, the way dream memories usually are. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the images that floated behind her closed lids and drift back to the sleep from which she had awoken. ...

Author's Note: When a young woman buys a wooden trunk from a charity shop her life will never be the same again and events will take her to the edge of sanity. The story begins slowly but please persevere. The setting is in the same “universe” as my story “The Model Worker” but this is a standalone piece and can be read independently. I hope you get as much pleasure from reading it as I did writing it. As ever any constructive criticism is happily received. This is a work of pure fantasy and fiction and any similarities to real people or places is purely coincidental. ...

“Have you been in my room?” Peggy demanded, her voice sounding extremely confrontational. The short, squat woman looked at her beautiful landlady through her thick glasses, a look of rage on her face. Janice looked at her tenant and laughed. “Why in the world would I want to go in there? I make an effort to avoid that part of the house for fear of coming down with the swine flu.” ...

“Morning sweety.” The cacophony of white noise that permeated the room stopped abruptly, a soft feminine voice taking its place. Justin was quickly pulled out of his half sleep, jolting awake at the sudden change in the sound surrounding him. Before he attempted to stretch his limbs out, he heard the hinges of the thick steel door that she had installed creak along, the sound of scraping metal filling his ears. ...

Author's Note: This story is written in 1st person, so the dominant could easily be any sex. But I have selected the F-f tag because the idea for the story was inspired by a work of art by Gnarly Thotep, which depicts two women. One has a noose around her neck, arms bound behind her back and one leg tied up in the air. The other woman is lifting a second rope and looks to be planning to raise the leg that’s still on the round so the woman is forced to hang from her neck. ...

Author's Note: Author’s Note: I re-discovered this partial story on an old PC. I started it about five years ago and decided to play around with it again while on holiday. As per my other story, my command of written English especially punctuation has never been that good, so please allow a little leeway. Once again I am into a dark tale of non-consensual slavery and human-animal play. If people are interested, I will add additional chapters as and when I can. Sorry if it’s a bit slow, but that is how I write ...

Author's Note: This is the second ‘book’ in the ‘Pony Reality’ series. Wider horizon beckon to Beauties new owner. Synopsis (Book 1. Pony Reality). A bored woman accidentally stumbles across an image of a captive ponygirl on the internet that initiates a sadistic desire to own such a helpless captive human equine for herself. Book one follows her growing interest in this fetish, then her plans and preparations as she moves from fantasy to the actual kidnapping of not one but two young women. One destined to occupy a stall in her stable, the smaller to serve as her lap dog (in more than one sense!) Book one terminates a few days after she has acquired her new pets and smugly thinking herself perfectly safe from any outside interference. An assumption abruptly shattered! ...

Author's Note: Greetings fellow BDSM enthusiasts, I’m a long time lurker and first time poster. Although I’ve been writing/roleplaying extensively throughout my inception into the BDSM culture, I figured it’s about time I started sharing some of my bizarre ideas for all you lovely kinky folks to enjoy. I haven’t anything else to add, except that I’d like to thank the fantastic Ty M Goode for his wonderful stories and overall influence in my writing, and that I look forward to writing more stories in the future. So please enjoy, and let me know what you think in the comments. Thanks! ^3^ ...

Author's Note: Beautiful wife tricks and dominates her adoring husband. But what does her twin sister have in mind for the two of them? Scene 1 - Backstage “Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?” I hear Miss Debra’s cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the reflection of her pretty face, as she playfully peeks between the lush heavy folds of the stage curtain that separates this luxurious dressing area from the rest of the conservatory. ...