Reluctant

Author's Note: The following is Part 1 of a sequel to The Dice Game. Enjoy! Part 1: Revealed The Dice Game took on a life of its own. For its three inventors, like most people, college was a time of self-definition and preparation for the rest of their lives. But it was also a time apart-a time when the excessive could seem reasonable and when identity was a work in progress. By the start of their senior year, these women hardly resembled the fledgling girls they had been just a year or two before. They had blossomed, and so had the Dice Game. ...

Author's Note: This story started life as a video script, I played Paula/Paula ans two young ladies played the Mistresses. Introduction Paul went into investment banking straight from university, almost immediately he became a huge success, rapidly earning a fat salary with a huge annual bonus. As his reputation grew, he became more and more focused on work, when he reached the age of 40 he was approached by one of the banks partners who offered him a junior partnership, but suggested Paul needed a wife, if he wanted to progress further in the bank. ...

Author's Note: Hi folks, as with the two previous stories, this story stands on its own, but as it’s set in the same place, but you might want to read the others for some context! Click on my the author name above to find them. “It’s been way too long my old friend,” thought Alan, as he caressed the padded steel frame. It had been more than a month since he had been able to find time for a session. A combination of awkwardly timed shifts behind the hotel bar, and the hectic work leaving him over-tired meant that indulging his own passions was the last thing on his mind. After a while though, the itch to tie himself up became impossible to ignore. ...

Author's Note: This has to be one of my favourite fantasies of all time. It is written from the perspective of the poor reluctantly, submissive man. _Update (2012/02/28):* Welcome back (finally) to our reluctant male’s story. What has happened to him this time? Oh the predicaments he gets in to. I appreciate any feedback for this story. I am not a professional author, as you can probably tell from the writing. So any feedback received will be taken into consideration when I write another story. I hope you enjoy …* ...

Author's Note: My writings are fictional fantasies and should not be seen or treated as anything else. Some writings have depictions of abuse and/ or mental conditions that would prevent a person from giving proper consent. PLEASE DO NOT TRY TO RECREATE OR BASE REAL LIFE RELATIONSHIPS ON MY WRITINGS!!! They are only meant to be fantasies….. nothing more! This story does not depict first time anal accurately. Our wedding had been perfect! Not a single detail out of place! The most perfect part of it though had nothing to do with guests or flowers and precession ques. I had been married a virgin! All my life I dreamed of staying a virgin until my wedding day. I had lost a lot of boyfriends who tried to pressure me into have sex, but I held out. ...

Author's Note: I have really tried to enhance my story this time by adding stuff not particularly dealing with how and where. I’m afraid I’ll have to admit that descriptive writing isn’t my strong side, and While I’m writing this I have the tingling sensation in my secret place from a self whipping session which involved nettles. Somehow on the holiday described in this story I have become obsessed with nettles, and while I finish proofreading I am taking full advantage of the season’s last nettles. If there is a God, I’m sure he will send me straight to hell, but I hear that there are plenty of nettles there… ...

Author's Note: Fans of the History Channel will probably appreciate this more than most. But hopefully everyone enjoys ti as much as I had fun writing it. _Update (2012/02/28):* Sorry for the length, apparently having too much fun at Carissa’s expense. Glad you all enjoyed part one and hope you find Part two equally entertaining. Not sure where to take Part three, I have bits written in my head, but no concrete direction.* ...

“Alright doll face let me get this straight; your not a hooker. You got lost in the red light district on your way to a costume party, which is why your dressed like a hooker. You stopped for directions and someone snatched your purse; so you propositioned an undercover detective for a ride.” “It sounds a lot worse when you say it officer. You might as well lets say, I’ve heard them all,” Laura Schwartz said. ...

Author's Note: I may write more if people show an interest A shapely woman in a tight fitting grey silk blouse and a drum tight knee length skirt charcoal gray skirt stood behind a presentation stand she had long shapely legs that were covered in tight black stockings her feet were encased in a pair of paten black shoes with a five inch heel. She wore a pair of thin black glasses she had high cheek bones and long red hair pulled back into a tight pony tail. She spoke Good morning ladies and gentlemen my name is Officer Darla Crain; today we will be demonstrating the latest in restraint technology. A new evolution in suspect control and containment, this is the future. Officer Darla held up a sort of black semi translucent jelly shaped like a baton round, it looked like liquid latex but it was solid. It was obviously more substantial than it appeared she had a serious look on her face her large red lips flickered for a second and she continued, the object was about a foot long and three inches thick inside it seemed to shift and move like a larva lamp. This is our replacement to the messy and often controversial glue guns that are known to be indiscriminate short ranged and have caused a few tragic cases of Asphyxiation. ...

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 ...