Torture

Author's Note: Story inspired by enema artwork from the artist Augustine and stories by the same. Primarily focuses on enemas and pipelining, forced fluid recycling and such, so if that’s not your thing I’d suggest skipping this. Also my first ever story and I am not that confident in my writing, so I appreciate any advice and tips to improve Chapter 1 - The Interlude It was December 2020, and the festive season was upon us, but due to the pandemic, many people would be spending this festive season alone, and not with friends and family. Michael however, would not be alone, but would instead be spending the holiday season in the cruel sadistic clutches of women who would subject him to cruel and deviant sexual torments. ...

Author's Note: First time submitting a story, constructive criticism welcome. I tried to keep the paragraphs short for ease of reading as this is a bit long. There are ideas for torturing Thomas more, if people enjoy this story I will get to putting part 2 down ASAP. Also this is a work of fiction, please don’t bring the real world into with comments on the legality of what’s happening. ...

Author's Note: The Internet of things - why not integrate that with bondage? The technology is already there to make this device, I think it is more a question of liability and other legal issues. But technically absolutely doable. Chapter 1, the Test Ride Lucy could barely wait - but she had to. After delivery, the BMF required substantial setup. It also required ploughing through a lot of documentation, but eventually all was in order and system tests were complete. The new Bondage Master Frame was ready for its first ride. ...

Chapter One The female on display in the moonlit shadows of the back yard was stunning, if only in her complete vulnerability. Half out of necessity and half due to her captors’ kinky desires, she had been strictly encased in leather from head to toe, and then bound into an extremely painful position that also afforded full access to every inch of her tightly toned flesh. Candi had been her name since college. She knew it was corny, but it seemed to draw every drooling male within hearing distance immediately to her side, which is exactly what she wanted. Then again, her magnetism could also have been caused by her 36-23-35 inch figure, which was topped off by the golden blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders and halfway down her back. Or it could have been the pouting lips, or the blue eyes, or the perfect nose. Right now, however, those last three assets were buried behind the half hood that was strapped tightly around her head. ...

Author's Note: If you’re just looking for straight bondage without a story, be warned. The first chapter starts out VERY slowly–but ut it will pick up rapidly in chapter 2, and stays reasonably strong in subsequent chapters. I’m not sure what the policy is on placing tags. Do I put what this chapter merits, or do I put what’s in the whole story? I’m going to go for the later, since I don’t expect many will want to start a story they’ll later find out they don’t want to read. I tried to put the the various codes in relative order to how dominant they are in the story. ...

Chapter 1 Berlin had always dreamed of dominating Kade and today was going to be the day that she did so. As she got out of the car and walked towards his garage, she was concious that her vest was pulled down low enough to show a little cleavage - just enough to arouse him. Kade looked up as she came in. He grinned. She was so damn sexy that all he could ever think about was having sex with her. A lot of sex with her. He thrust out his chest; his open shirt falling back a little more to reveal more of his tanned torso. As she slunk up to him, he glanced at the little bit of cleavage that he could see. ‘Nice,’ he thought. ...

then… Justine walked unsteadily into her condo, so stunned that she didn’t shut the door, staring ahead of her in shock. There was a hole in her wall. There was a hole in her wall! It was a big square hole in the brick wall, perhaps four feet above the floor, a foot by a foot, smooth on top and bottom, uneven on the sides where the overlapping bricks had been removed. It was in the wall adjoining her quiet, weird, mousy little neighbor, the spooky one whom Justine privately called, “Marion the Librarian.” She was taller than Justine, so perhaps the “little” was unfair, but the rest was true as true can be. She was shy, never making eye contact, never speaking above a whisper, always brushing quietly past with a barely perceptible nod whenever she and Justine met in the hallway. And the only sounds ever emanating from the mouse’s condo had been those of construction, and even those had been muffled, and only for the past few days. But this – this hole – as a result! Justine was furious. What in the hell had the little idiot been thinking? Justine decided to find out. ...

*The following is the first story of erotica which I ever penned. After sharing with friends, they wanted more. So the original ending was altered and more added. This happened a total of 6 times. This started off a long time ago, then was added to. I hope you enjoy it. The codes listed are accurate, as it is a lengthy multi-part tale as well. It needs some editing as originally the paragraphs were way to long, so expect updates to follow soon.* ...

Author's Note: This is part one in a series I want to continue. It’s only my second story and I hope you like it. Introduction I sat on the balcony casually watching the city that slept below me. The early morning hours have always made me feel so calm, so peaceful. This, above all things was mine. This time where I shared the world with no one, and nothing intruded. The random car passing down the lane, or the short bursts of song that came from the earliest of birds were all the movement and noise this time of day allowed. ...

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. ...