Chapter 1 It was a hot July day and I had the house to myself for the day. My mom and step-dad were out visiting his family for another few days and my step-sister was going to be at work for many more hours. We live in a narrow row house where I have the whole top floor as my room. I thought this would be a perfect time to try out my favorite new hobby, a little self-bondage. ...
Part I - Background “Kathy, what the hell is this?” asked Rex. Kathy was shivering at the moment unable to saying anything so just looking at the floor, still in her school uniform. “I’m asking from you again bitch, what the fuck is this.” A DVD, the film, ‘story of O’ was on Rex’s hand. “Please Rex don’t say about this to our father. You know about him right? He will burn me alive if he finds this out.” said Kathy in a shivering voice, tears falling down from her eyes, still looking at the floor. ...
Chapter 1 - The Requisition Just after dark around 6 pm, I had slipped the lock on the side door and now waited as she returned to her house through the connecting door from the garage. The leather bag with a drawstring opening was ready. As she moved passed me with her arms full of packages, I whipped it over her head and pulled the string closed around her neck. The packages fell as I reached around and grabbed both her wrists forcing them behind her back. Before she could react I snapped on a pair of handcuffs; there was no chain between them so they held her wrists tightly together. ...
It was set than. Jackson had finally done it. It must be for real now… now that he had actually set an actual date and time. As he sat in front of his computer in nothing more than a robe that lay wide open, he hit send on his e-mail. He could not think of a time in recent memory that he was more sexually aroused. Casually, as he did thousands of times before, he took a pump of the skin lotion that sat next to him into the palm of his hand and rubbed his rock hard cock. Ten seconds later, he had cum all over his naked chest, wiping the excess with the inside of his robe. ...
Author's Note: An extended/alternate ending also exists! You can read it here. It had been the perfect day for running - The sun was shining, but the air was cool and crisp, if it weren’t for the leaves crunching on the ground, Sallem would’ve spaced out a long time ago. The sun was nearly set now, though she was not afraid of the dark, but really wanted to get home, since running in the dark was dangerous - Potholes, cracks in the ground, and various rubbish as well.She’s a package runner - Not like a post worker, but rather, a drug mule to a certain extent. She never knew what she was carrying, the weight and size varied vastly, but it was always in a very non-descript package, and so thickly layered, that there was no inherent scent. After all these years, she figured it was probably drugs, or something illegal, but never had the guts to open one of the packages - Being the head runner for the pack that took her in off the streets, it simply was too important to not anger them. ...
I have been running this camp for almost 3 years now. It is a 13 room farmhouse sitting on 20 acres of land in upstate New York. I bought the place to get away and relax with my wife, Marie and slave of 7 years. To better suit the place to our needs, I gutted a few rooms of the house and set them up as playrooms. For almost two years we enjoyed the house to ourselves until one day I received a request from a friend of mine. Paul was well aware of our activities at the farmhouse and knew my wife was a trained slave. It was this knowledge the prompted him to ask me to train his own slave, or more to the point, train his girlfriend, Diane, to be a better slave. ...
Author's Note: Harmony’s favourite heroine once again dons her shiny black jet boots and ridiculously skimpy outfit to deliver her own brand of vigilante justice to Belladonia’s capital city. Just as importantly, all your favourite villainesses are back too. Anything can happen in the next half hour but, based on her last adventures, it is likely our plucky blonde heroine with her pert body and perfect butt will be involved in some pretty strict bondage, will endure a good dollop of humiliation and end up with very sore nipples. ...
It was a dark and stormy night! No, really, it was. Well, in fact, it was late evening but it was dark and the rain was pelting down as I waited for my prey. The one I was after seemed to go for fashion rather than practicality and obviously, as I had counted on, didn’t bother listening to weather forecasts. I had watched her entering the office building earlier, before the forecasted rain started; dressed in a very smart, fawn coloured hip length coat. Smart yes, any protection in even a light drizzle no. She was very beautiful and very vain about her appearance. Now me, I was completely waterproof. ...
Chapter 1 We were about a half-hour outside the city when I first started feeling uneasy. I was in a stranger’s car being transported down a highway at one o’clock in the morning, and the lights along the road were becoming less frequent, signaling our entry into the more sparsely populated countryside. Of course, it was only a vague uneasiness that I felt at that point. A premonition that this excursion would end up being an embarrassing story I would tell to my friends: the time I took a late night trip upstate with three random girls, all in pursuit of getting laid by one of them. I even somewhat relished the idea of telling that story. Sure, my friends would laugh at me, but they’d also kind of admire my dedication. It brought a smile to my face, anticipating the reactions of my friends to this little caper. And perhaps that was why I didn’t act on my uneasiness. ...
Bree fiddled with her wedding ring as her new husband drove the car up the winding road. Though happy, she truly never thought she would be here. Even the word ‘husband’ still made her head spin. She had been completely independent her whole life. Captain of the debate team in high school, class president her senior year, until she was removed for organizing a protest against the schools ‘sexist’ dress code. She graduated top of her class Pre-Law, and published multiple articles in the universities paper about sexism displayed by the schools staff. She was going to Yale Law School in the fall, and she planned on becoming a Civil Rights lawyer. ...