Toys

Author's Note: Hope you all enjoy. stephanie As always, I wanted to size up my captive’s predicament. She was beautiful, although it was hard to tell at the moment since she had a black leather hood over her head. Her mouth was plugged with a rather large penis gag, and the only identifiable parts of her head were her lovely green eyes (very rare for an Asian girl) and the lustrous mane of black hair sticking out of the back of her hood. The green eyes on an Asian were a specific request of the buyer, and he was paying top dollar for the honor. It took me awhile to track such a woman down. ...

Author's Note: More to come… Comments, critiques, and thoughts welcome and encouraged. UPDATE (05/25/2011): Sorry for the long wait for this next part. A little more cerebral, but the an interlude before things become intense again. All comments, suggestions, even plot ideas/requests, are gladly accepted ! UPDATE (06/22/2011): Thanks for all the kind words - So here’s the end of Ryan’s first day… hope you enjoy. Next chapter probably in about 2 weeks or so. As always, I’d love to get your thoughts - feel free to email. ...

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. ...

"…any act by which severe pain or suffering, whether physical or mental, is intentionally inflicted on a person for such purposes as obtaining from her, or a third person, information or a confession, punishing her for an act she or a third person has committed or is suspected of having committed, or intimidating or coercing her or a third person, or for any reason based on discrimination of any kind, when such pain or suffering is inflicted by or at the instigation of or with the consent or acquiescence of a public official or other person acting in an official capacity." ...

Author's Note: A true account of a girl who can’t find satisfaction from her partners tying her up and turns to self-bondage instead. Things quickly go wrong the the inexperienced girl and she finds herself stuck by her own hand. Part 1 “I couldn’t believe how tight the straps were. They were tight - TOO tight! I struggled, I twisted, I tried anything I could do, but the straps and leather cuffs just held me so firmly tight. I was stuck and worse still by my own hand. No chance of release, no chance of help. Yet another wave of panic spread over my body, quickly followed by another wave of pleasure from my constant stimulation. I was now certain that without help coming soon that I would go completely crazy suspended here…” ...

Author's Note: : This story is the sequel to Tammy’s Valentine Bind. To get an insight into the characters you may wish to read it prior to this one. Chapter One Tammy Lynette Dufrane stared at her laptop screen. The vivid images sent a chill down her back and a unsettling warmth between her legs. She recognized the people on the screen. James VanNorkin, the bald, mustachioed man beneath the black beret, and his two evil henchwomen, Nora and Gina, were being very deliberate and methodical as they skillfully laced a black leather body sheath over the body of the voluptuous redhead. Tammy not only recognized her, but, also had an intimate knowledge of her. ...

Tammy Lynette Dufrane sat frozen at her desk. She blankly stared at the 9-inch view screen on the portable DVD player in front of her. It had mysteriously appeared on her desk while she and her secretary had been called to the conference room for the daily morning powwow. No explanation of who it was from, just a card with the words ‘FOR YOUR EYES ONLY’ slid under the white bow and ribbon that decorated the heart shaped bright red box it came in. Two layers of her favorite caramel filled chocolates surrounded the player and filled the rest of the 2-inch deep box. ...

Preface Tasha wrote, taking a chance. Not enough. The words were too easy for her to say. I didn’t know anything about her. But then she asked, offered, shared…it became more real; we seemed to be getting passed the bullshit. I thought I knew where she was coming from. She would tell me anything, anything, except who she really was. Fine by me, I didn’t want to know anyway. Just having a little fun. I already have a life, you know. ...

PROLOGUE As the information that would make her very rich copied to a flash drive in the form of a god awful hot pink lipstick case, Tatianna left the computer terminal for a moment. Opening the coat closet just inside the entrance to the office she looked down at the girl writhing on the floor. With sure, economical, movements she tightened the leather straps holding the packing in her captive’s mouth, and the blindfold in place, then checked the knots of the thin cord binding the girl’s wrists and ankles together in a classic hogtie. She wasn’t going anywhere, at least not until her captor had finished collecting the information needed to achieve her goal. ...

Prologue “Oh come on Amy, work with me here. I cannot put you on display for the private grand opening until you’re down to at least nineteen inches!” Amy, of course, had no choice in the matter but Tatianna liked to talk to herself as she worked the laces of the heavily boned, white kid leather, bondage corset. Since it was taking her quite some time to get the beautiful twenty four year old girl properly fitted she was carrying on a regular one-sided conversation. ...