Non-Consensual

Author's Note: (Some wee spoilers ahead): Meet Alistair and Riona McIntosh, who have got nasty plans for each other. And three burglars, who have got no plan at all… This is not a full-fledged BDSM-story, so you can keep your trousers on. Yet you will find a good deal of bondage with a general tongue-in-cheek overtone. ~ v1.0, venomstories.wordpress.com, 2013 He was with her. She knew it. Riona knew the cheating bastard was doing that blonde slut this very second. Like he did for the last couple of weeks. ...

Author's Note: : This was my attempt at weaving a little fiction, into images many of us have seen on the “net”. Hope you enjoy it. TMG “Well…sir,” Saundra Bergdoll spat, annoyed that she was having such a difficult time ending this phone call, “we make it clear to all investors that there are risks when dealing in the stock market. Perhaps if you hadn’t invested every penny, then you’d still have something left for retirement.” ...

Author's Note: I would love to find a female slave to inslave with my husband in chastity. Maybe one day I will find her some where in VA where we live. In the meantime here is a little bit of work that I have written and posted on a few selected library sites. Please let me know what you think of them and send me suggestions and comments. Chapter 1 ...

The place seemed huge, vast even and it was definitely underground, a long way underground. It was wreathed in shadows and it echoed. I looked to my left and saw torches, huge, wooden stakes burning unsteadily in their metal cradles that were in turn fixed to the slab like walls. There were draughts here; causing the flames to dance wildly and making the place seem somehow alive When I looked to my right I saw the chamber I was looking for and entered it. ...

That was it. With a dead end looming ahead, she had nowhere else to run. She was trapped. “Looks like your time’s up, missy,” Roy smirked as he grabbed Sydney firmly by the arm and spun her around to face him. She tried to resist him, but she was no match for Roy’s strength - not that it mattered. Willis was close behind his comrade. “Yeah, you’re cornered,” Willis chuckled, grabbing Sydney’s other arm, finalizing her detainment. “You’re not getting away again.” ...

Author's Note: A mixture of fantasy and reality for me. Well . . . ok, mostly fantasy, but not all of it. ;) Sorry it’s so long. I couldn’t stop myself! Comments welcome. Rhonda awoke with a fair amount of soreness and stumbled to the kitchen in her teddy, shaking out the cobwebs and following the smell of fresh coffee. “Morning, my pet,” Clark remarked looking up at her with a smirk from her newspaper. Rhonda winced at his presence. She was hoping he had let himself out already. Rhonda had a little over an hour to prepare before her BFF, Claire, arrived for an extended weekend of playtime. Clark didn’t know about Claire, and Claire didn’t know about Clark. Rhonda was hoping to keep it that way. ...

Author's Note: Sally and Jennifer are successful businesswomen, who own their own high fashion stores. They also manage their family’s wooded campgrounds, where kids of all ages come for that outdoor experience. In June, a group of 12 sexy 18 year old Prep School girls arrive for their outdoor weekend. However, our heroines are quickly captured, stripped, tied up and forced to participate in numerous XXX sex acts over the course of the weekend. When Sally and Jennifer return home from camp, their husbands catch them playing lesbian bondage sex games. The girls become the sexual bondage love slaves of their husbands for entire weekends. ...

Author's Note: This is the sequel to “Weekend With 12 Prep School Girls.” Start with 12 hot and sexy nymphomaniac 18 year old girls, and add 12 cute 18 year old guys, our intrepid Jennifer and Sally, plus 2 iffy male chaperones. Mix them all up and you wind up with a weekend long bonmdage ganmgbang! The first Monday in August, Miss Greeley, from the Lake Forest Preparatory Academy called me to confirm that her girls were expected at Camp Shady Oaks the following Friday. She wanted to be sure that her girls got a complete fishing experience. I explained that August was not the best month for fishing, and that we would have to start quite early in the morning for the best results. We settled on leaving at 6"00 AM, and Sally and I would be in their parking lot by 5:45 AM. I reminded her that there would also be a chaperoned group of boys from North Shore Country Day Academy would also be there. Miss Greeley thought that it would do her girls some good to interact with the boys in a wooded camp setting. Little did she know just how much interaction that I expected there to be? Sally and I spent the majority of that week baking and cooking and packing for the upcoming weekend. On Thursday, Sally and I went to our favorite day spa for a full Brazilian Bikini wax job. Although we probably could have waited another month, because our husbands didn’t say any thing, there was enough hair growth for the wax to catch what we had. I would have hated any of our 18 year old charges ridiculing us over a little pubic hair. Considering our normal weekend activities, usually barefoot or in sneakers, we skipped the manicures and pedicures, and would do our nails once the night before we left. Sally and I were packed and ready Thursday night, except for the perishable food items. ...

Author's Note: I have to admit I’m not as pleased with this submission as I have been with others, I like the principal but I feel I struggle with self bondage stories, they don’t seem to click. I’d been keen to hear any comments or suggestions as I have another potential self bondage story. Excitement pounded in my chest as I picked up the thin cord. I’d double checked the winch the previous night, the sun was shining outside and pieces I’d collected from the DIY store were laid on the kitchen table in front of me. Whether it’s harder for a female bondage enthusiast to purchase various thicknesses and lengths of rope and cable ties than a male I’m not sure. All I know is that I’d always felt extremely embarrassed whenever I tried, I was sure the teenage boy behind the counter saw right through my apparent innocence. ...

Author's Note: English is not my native language, and this is my first submit, so if there are some writting mistakes, I apologize. If they are unforgivable, either you can tell me or you can go fuck yourselves. ;) The story has a romantic first part, a dark ugly second part, and an unexpected ending. Special thanks to Olive, Elizabeth, and William for being so brave and so honest, which, sometimes, is the same. ...