Torture

Author's Note: Story 2: in which subGrrl’s reality coefficients are adjusted for nefarious purposes. I would like to thank my “patrons’” who follow me over on Deviant Art at ilovelaysan.deviantart.com, Ms, Harrison, Mr. Mrhungry, Mr. Vader, and Mr. GospodinP. They make it fun and keep me interested in writing the story. Laysan would like to suggest the following music to go along with Story 2: Explode. I hope that you enjoy this part of the tale. Please comment if you have a moment. Tell me what you like, what you hate, why, how you are doing, whatever… ...

Author's Note: I wrote this story to flesh out a fantasy where a guy meets a submissive girl who is aggressively looking for a man to dominate her. It grew far beyond my initial inspiration but I am very happy with how the story turned out. I hope you enjoy it. I have a lot of ideas left for a sequel that I hope to share some day. Chapter 1 ...

Author's Note: This continues the story told in ‘Subinatrix.’ In brief, the narrator Eric is dating Casey a college student who aggressively introduced him to her submissive bondage fantasies. The name is derived from the idea that the sub was dominating the relationship. They unwillingly spent her summer break apart during which time Eric learned to take the dominant role in the relationship. Now she has returned. Chapter 1 A beautiful Sunday morning dawned with birds chirping and a bright clean sky from last night’s rain storm. After we spent the whole summer in a long distance relationship it felt right to have Casey back cuddling my chest. She yawned and smiled at me, “Oops sorry, morning breath. I’ll make you breakfast!” Casey untangled her legs and stood up to stretch. Her breasts delighted me, each was just a little too large to hold with one hand and topped with a perfect pink nipple. She wrapped herself in a pink silk robe, barely long enough to cover the curve of her bum and left the bedroom. ...

Got back home from another long night at the job to find Wifey and BGF at home giggling in the living like a couple of school girls. Popped a top and went in to see what was so funny -cock and ball harness still on, per Wife’s instructions- and was greeted by the sight of two smiling faces on either side of the couch with the coffee table between them. After exchanging pleasantries, me still standing there, sucking down that cold one, Darling Wife asked if I wouldn’t mind showing off her new toy. I started getting a little red in the face, and started stammering, when she abruptly got up walked over to where I was standing and started unbuckling my trou! I had the beer in my hand, so I guzzled it and gently flung the can to her pal, just in time for Darling to pull down my pants to my knees. ...

Chapter 1 Since reading a great fetish story I have always wanted these special pair of heels. They are special because they lock you in and you can not get out. There are mechanisms that zap you and make it so you have to stay in. The heels are a high arc 5" stiletto. I have told my partner I wanted them, but he could not find them anywhere. Then just like I was in the story, the shoes came in a package for me. Of course I put them on because I’ve wanted them so badly. Mine were different then the ones in the story. They were all black patent and came to my thighs, and they were ballet heels! 8"!! A note was included it said I was required put on everything that came in the mail for me. The things that came were extremely sexy. I received latex dresses, many catsuits, and a lot more latex items. ...

Author's Note: He thinks that he knows what Susan will want from him during one of his regular visits to her………. but this time she has prepared a surprise for him. This is a story which was published elsewhere some time ago and which I have now updated and revised. I have to say that this is rather difficult to write………….. difficult for several different reasons. Firstly I hadn’t actually woken up this morning planning to write anything – there was no ’novel inside of me that I need to get out’. Also, I certainly have never thought about writing down what I am about to detail – at least what I think I am about to detail. Then there is my actual condition. I do not suppose that many writers work their literary magic without a stitch of clothing on. And while I could imagine that some writers might, in times of high workload, complain about being chained to their desk, I actually am. That’s right, my hands are cuffed together and there’s a long chain the end of which is padlocked to one of the links, a chain that goes back underneath the desk and which, I am told, is very firmly attached. So there’s no chance to get away even if it I had the use of my other limbs……. which I don’t. Its not my desk though. No, its my….Ahhhh. Sorry dear reader I’ve just been told that the introduction paragraph is too long and that I am to “get on with it”. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story. If you like it, I will write more. Suzy was worried, not overly, but was concerned about what she saw as a misunderstanding. She would be able to sort it out; after all the police were only human. It started a couple of hours ago when Suzy left her office for the drive across town to her boyfriend’s apartment. She had taken this trip many times before and knew the short cuts to miss the traffic. This meant going through some children friendly residential areas but at this time of night, there were no children around so her journey was straightforward. The local council had passed laws stating that children had the right to enjoy the residential areas above all others. To Suzy this meant that she had to drive carefully to ensure that she didn’t run into any of the groups of kids that might be out. ...

Chapter 1 - Emily’s New Life. Emily heard the dull hum of a high powered fan as she stirred. Her head still throbbed with what felt like the worst hangover she ever had, and her mind was clouded with fog. The first sensation that reached her recognition was a burning pain on her wrists, still painfully stretched even now. Her eyes snapped open as she realized that her body was being held taut… vertically. She quickly regained her footing, lifting the body’s weight from her wrists. Looking up, she realized that her hands were cuffed together, hanging from the ceiling of an empty windowless room by a single chain. ...

Chapter One: Taken It was close to the end of the business day but the normal mass exodus from the Riverside, CA multiple storied office building had not yet started. The young man stepping from the building and heading into the parking lot was dressed in business attire and carrying faux leather covered document holder while walking quickly in the direction of his car. He was somewhat nervous and excited having just come from a job interview with a financial investment company and was reviewing in his mind how the event had played out. He was very preoccupied and knew it would take a few hours before his thoughts and emotions would return to a slower and less intense level. He was only 23 but was tall at six foot four inches, athletically built and had in fact played athletics throughout his school years, and was reasonably handsome. His confidence at the moment was very high in a conceited but closely guarded way, and while he was not exceptionally gifted intellectually he felt that his good looks, well spoken manner, and people skills had helped him ace the interview. So thus he was very unaware of anything going on around him. ...

Author's Note: This is my conclusion to Dr. Saavik’s unfinished story “Group XS” (written with his consent). Catherine’s friends and family have been taken by Group XS, and now she finds herself falling deeper and deeper into their web as they seek to exact their revenge. Introduction One of my favorite stories of all time is the unfinished ‘Group XS’ by Saavik. The following story seeks to bring that work to its satisfying conclusion. Here’s a summary to help catch you up: ...