Sci-Fi

Author's Note: This short story is one of the relatively few things I’ve written that is completely consensual. It’s relatively light on bondage or other erotic themes too. It’s more of a psychological exploration, I think. 1 “Good girl,” Dr. Paul said as he gave Mariliu a loving pat on the top of her fur-covered head. He pronounced her name like Merrilee-you, and she liked that. Not only was it pretty and exotic; it was also a good description of how she felt most of the time these days. She licked her lips, enjoying the slightly bitter taste of the fluid that was already drying at the corners of her mouth; then she stuck her head back in his lap and began to clean him off as well. ...

My name is Katie and I am a freshman at an all-girls collage. My roommate and I both experimented with each other in our first semester and are now a couple. This particular collage has a very good reputation and has several companies that hire exclusively from its graduates. The college got bought by some rich business man and he had made some radical changes over winter break. First off tuition was now free. He was concerned with the amount of sex going on. Std’s were a problem as well as pregnancy and girls just being distracted. Any of these could lead a promising girl off her career track. He also thought that since uniforms help students do better in high school, they should be worn in college to. He wanted everyone to be judged on who they are and not just there looks. We were told we would be expelled if we did not comply with the new uniforms. We were told we would be provided all the clothing we needed. Since it was such a great school, it was worth any odd uniform request. We had to fill out an extensive contract over break. It mentioned punishments for misbehaving and restrains may be used as necessary to enforce good behavior. I never got in much trouble so I wasn’t worried. ...

My wife is kinky, at least to a certain degree, me on the other hand, I’m vanilla through and through. Just point me to the hole and I insert Tab P into Slot V, that simple. My wife and I agree on most things, except when it comes to sex. She insists on black and latex while I settle for something simple. The reason being my wife and I are inventors…entrepreneurs. She in fetish clothing, I in manufactured inventions that benefit humanity in some way. She teases me sometimes saying I’m a toy-maker, but hey…it pays the bills. ...

Chapter 1 The combined efforts of Tri-Lambda and Omega-Mu fraternity and sorority houses had defeated and embarrassed their counterparts of Alpha Beta and Pi-Delta-Pi houses on many occasions. The natural enmity between the Adams College houses went further than jocks/cheerleaders and geeks/nerds. It grew into a feud that rivaled the Hatfields and McCoys. Therefore, when Spectral Enterprises Incorporated announced a contest between all the houses for a $50,000 prize for the most unique and imaginative Halloween display, the feud escalated to new heights. ...

Monica was enjoying a leisurely run, happily navigating the twists and turns presented by a trail someone had cut through a heavily wooded section of Baxter park. It was another beautiful Sunday in paradise. As she ran, Monica realized that moving to the south was one of the best decisions she’d ever made. While Monica’s friends and family were inside hiding from the blizzards up north, Monica was outside in shorts and a t-shirt, drinking in the bright warm sun. ...

Author's Note: This is a speculative fiction novel with some darker content set in the relatively near future. Some might call it dystopian but others might argue that the picture it paints is quite attractive to a BDSM audience. The story draws on the ideas of a number of mid to late twentieth century sci-fi authors including Philip K Dick and William Gibson. The title is a homage to Robert A Heinlein’s sexy protagonist ‘Friday’ and the story is largely told in the first person by two submissive women who inhabit different worlds, though others contribute as the plot develops. In this respect I enjoy the style of Iain M Banks, developing characters and sub-plots in isolation and then gradually allowing different stories to collide. ...

Author's Note: Feedback is always welcome. Feel free to send me ideas for continuation as well as polite criticism. Chapter 1 I’m not sure where to begin telling this story, so I’ll just jump right into it. I’m not much of a writer so you’ll have to excuse me. For the past few months I’ve been a prisoner in my own home. Dad left me the building in his will. It’s worth a decent amount of money I suppose, but there isn’t much to see from the outside. It’s just a brick office building with three stories and so old it doesn’t have an elevator. The neighborhood is pretty quiet, a couple of tenements of about the same age, an abandoned church, some newer offices and one of those U-store-it places on the same block. I moved in when I started my business, prefering to be close to my work. Years ago someone had leased part of the basement for storage and they made Dad install a backup generator in a shed on the back of the building. It still worked, I had a guy service it every few months, some of my equipment needed to stay powered up, or bad things could happen. ...

Foreword: this is the story of a young girl who had been kidnapped and modified into a plaything for the wealthy elite, then bought by someone who is interested in her as more than just property. It is the beginning of what I hope will turn into a short stories series, to consolidate my erotic-fiction writing under a single tale. As typical of my works, this is a story of pure fantasy; I love details and I love psychological elements, but it’s not meant to be ‘realistic BSDM’. If you take issues with that, I’d consider leaving. ...

Author's Note: Foreword: this is the sequel of Violet Lovedoll, where a girl was kidnapped, modified, and trained into a plaything for the wealthy elite, only to fall into the hands of a buyer who genuinely cared for her. As always, this is a work of pure fantasy. It is not meant to be ‘proper BDSM’, even if I enjoy discussing psychological elements. If you take issues with that, I’d consider stopping here. ...

Author's Note: ‘The Game’ is the network’s biggest show. Every Saturday night during the season, millions watch as the Players do battle in the Arena. Come on you bitch ! Vixen pulled the stock of the net-rifle against her shoulder to stop herself shaking. She felt like shit and she was almost out of time. Just a few more steps. Blonde, it had to be Blonde, those ridiculous heels, tapping so cautiously. Incredible she wasn’t strapped to some fuck-rack already with those huge breasts clamped and her ass burning from a dozen points worth of abuse. ...