Tricked

Part 1 For the last couple of years, Tom had rented the flat with a guy he’d known since drama school. When the friend had moved out Tom had wanted to stay on and so advertised for a flatmate. Anna had called up and made an appointment to view the place. Tom had smiled as he saw the cute brunette on his doorstep, but then had spent much of the next half hour on the phone to his agent. By the end of the interview he had found out almost nothing about his prospective flatmate and completely distracted by his next potential role, had offered Anna the spare room. ...

Author's Note: A story of how a planned revenge can go wrong. Published as part of the bundle ‘The Cyber Trap’ His mother came into his room, wearing a dressing gown and holding her mobile against her left ear, saying ‘Antoine? It’s Aunt Nicole. She asks if you can help her out for a couple of days’. She’s moved to that new position I’ve told you about. She needs help with the house. Putting things away, mowing the lawn. And she’ll pay you for it’. ...

Author's Note: This is the full short story but if it’s well received I could expand further. 1. New experiences I’ve been kinky for as long as I can remember. It’s made dating complicated but not impossible, so I considered myself very fortunate when I met Joanna online. I was a bondage enthusiast and she was a dominant. We had a wonderful couple of years exploring our fetishes. Lots of leather, chains and gags. The usual BDSM affair. ...

Author's Note: This is part of what will be an ongoing series of adventures with Sarah. Sarah stood and looked at her reflection in the shop window. “Not bad, chick.” She murmured to herself. “Dress like a sexy secretary, trying to seduce her boss.” Tasha’s request had been very specific. Sarah had tried her best, her reflection displayed an attractive woman in her mid twenties. Her shoulder length, ash blond hair was drawn back into a ponytail which accentuated her elfin features. She wore a snug white silk blouse that was so thin that it did little to hide the black half cup bra underneath. Below, she wore a pencil line skirt which didn’t quite reach her knees. Her shapely legs were set off with black stockings. Sarah adored the feeling of stockings and suspenders, even if Tash would not see them, it made her feel the part of the seductress better. 3 inch patent heels compensated somewhat for her diminutive 5'4 inches. All in all, she looked hot! ...

Author's Note: This is an expanded version of a story that was originally published by Literotica (as “The Bottom Feeder”) and then in somewhat expanded form by BDMS Library. Part 1 (Beauty and the Boots) is a very slightly revised version of the story as published by BDSM Library. Part 2 (Sleeping Beauty) is only about a third as long as Part 1 and has not yet been published elsewhere; it is about what happens when Tiffany gets home and decides to practice the new chores Buford gives her at the end of Part 1. ...

Author's Note: This is an updated version of the story “Beauty and the Boots” that incorporates the addition to the story made in the comments to the original version of the story published by Utopia Stories along with a few other minor changes to the wording of the original version. This is meant to be a replacement of the original version of the story with a better version, and is not a new story. ...

The large box certainly looked out of place. Sure, it was sitting on the stairs where the mailman usually left packages. And sure, it had a clear address label on its top. But it didn’t look like any package Erin had ever received before. The 2-foot wide box was shaped like a cube and was jet black, with no apparent flaps or openings. The box did have her name clearly printed on the top: Erin Feston, 119 Palm Blvd, and so the young woman who had just gotten home from work bent over to pick it up. The box was made of some hard plastic material and was heavier than Erin expected. She was able to get it up and into her house, wondering who on earth could have sent her such a box. ...

Author's Note: This is the first half of the full story, part 1 of 2. Part 2 is in progress of writing up. The story is true, non fiction. Part 1 It’s a beautiful warm mid summers day in a quiet secluded parkland, trees all around me providing shade. I look around only to see trees, open spaces and a drive path just ahead of me that passes me from left to right that has a large shelter on the left side with park benches in it and a car park on it’s left side. The right side of the drive path leads out of my view, is the exit to this area leads to the main road. ...

Author's Note: This story is a little gentler than some of my prior efforts, though the domination by women is just as extreme; total control and ownership is the key; Permanent bondage of males in the progress of a female dominated world is its essence. A Red Kite thought about alighting in a tree close to the equestrian centre, but the commotion below ensured it soared away to more peaceful climes. In the paddock below, a strutting redheaded woman barked her commands at the young charges who circled on horseback, with the aim of learning horsemanship. Elaine Calder was a very shapely woman, assertive and not to be trifled with; she was very much in command at the centre, which due very much to her, was as popular with male students both old and young, as well as the usual pony-mad female fraternity. ...

Author's Note: This is part one of the story. Part 2 is currently being written. Enjoy. Part 1 I was sat at in my office at my work desk, idly wasting time going through the vast amount of pointless corporate emails that are sent on a daily basis. About 90% of these have me automatically clicking on the ‘delete’ button. I figure if it’s that important then the sender will ensure that I receive the message. With one eye on the emails and the other at the clock counting down the minutes until I can close down the computer and go home. ...