Torture

I’d lusted after her for some time. Having followed her through the small amount of modeling she had done, I had grown to be an avid fan. Not only because she was innocent and beautiful, but also because it was clear how much she loved bondage and submission. Living the life of a fetish model, I was always surprised that she complained as much to me about not being able to truly submit. Her last boyfriend was handsome for sure, but not into the “scene” as they say, and constantly disapproving of her work in bondage. As I grew to be her friend more and more, I tried to tell her she could find better, someone who would let her live her own life, but I think she never believed it. It was all I could do not to blurt out, “it’s me! I’ll make your dreams come true!” But I was involved myself, in a somewhat soft relationship that had stopped fulfilling my need to truly dominate. I was ready for a change, and I hoped Sarah was, too. ...

Author's Note: This is not fanfiction. Those references have been changed! All characters featured in this story are my own creations, even if this were fanfiction. I hope that everyone enjoys my story. Please leave me positive feedback, public or through email. Ensign Michelle Carter was as happy as she could be. She had just transferred to the VSS Serec, as the assistant counselor. With 212 crew members, she was busy more often than not, but she loved her work. Michelle had only been on board a few weeks, arriving just before the ship was sent to patrol the Romban/Alliance neutral zone. Now she was getting ready to go to bed. She closed down her computer terminal, climbed into bed and dimmed the lights. ...

Author's Note: Something I wrote sometime back on another site for a fellow rubberist. Certainly my longest story I have ever written. Part One - Meeting A knock at the door, a young woman named Sara walks to it and opens her front door. Standing before her a man dressed in a heavy overcoat, he is actually looking down a bit so Sara does not catch his eyes. He picks his head up slowly and looks at the young woman. ...

Author's Note: This is a translation to English of the longest story I ever written. Please be aware that the English version is abridged from the original. When translating I tried to edit out any inconsistencies. I hope I got it right. It is also a very dark story. When one vanilla person lives out his most twisted fantasies I guess we might end up with one story of domination and submission where the kink feels good and nice. ...

Author's Note: This is a story I was commissioned to write on a site and I think it turned out very well. The person who asked me to write it had a thing for swimcap asphyxiation and I kind of find it quite erotic myself. Thank you for taking the time to read the story and if you like please leave some feedback, and if you don’t like let me know how I could improve my writing. ...

The two of us stood side by side. Well, we were ten feet apart, both housed in tall steel cages, but at least we were close to each other. The room was silent. In front of us was a panel of judges. We had been brought down into this complex two days ago, captured after my sister had made one too many phone calls from one building. After tracing the calls, agents had burst in on us. We were arrested and taken into custody. ...

Author's Note: I hope I have adequately conveyed my wonderful story in my first attempt at publishing. All events contained are true. It seem to be the typical day for Amber as she entered the home of Master. The usual early wake up and long drive down to his house seemed nearly routine though, the last visit was a few months past and the girl was anxious for what was to come. Although, her expectations were not different from any past visit, Amber did not know what was awaiting her. ...

The three girls slowly approached the mummy. It was lying on its back on a table with its ankles locked in metal stocks. It was completely wrapped in white bandages except for a dark object sticking straight up. “Wow, is that a real penis?” the blonde asked. “Try it and see,” replied Candy. The blonde grasped the latex-covered penis, and the mummy moaned in response. She rubbed her hand up and down and the mummy arched it’s back and raised it’s pelvis. ...

Author's Note: This story is a multi part story, that I write when I can’t sleep. I plan on having multiple parts across time, featuring Alicia as a PI and as a naive space adventurer. If this receives enough attention, I may begin working on it in the day :) Also, this isn’t by any way supposed to be historically correct, so just excuse any silliness/unrealism in the writing. I did my best to keep it plausible,however. ...

Part 1 Jim Duggan pulled his collar up against the cold rain sluicing down from a grey leaden sky. A biting wind was whipping the rain along the city streets causing people to cling closely to walls as they made their half-hearted way to their jobs. He had given up fighting the loosing battle of keeping his cigarette lit in such shitty weather; it hung forlornly from his tightly clenched lips. Monday mornings were bad enough, he thought to himself, without starting the day soaked to the skin. ...