Violent

Never before had Khisara witnessed such splendour. Even in her distressed state the Great Hall made her marvel in utter awe. One hundred and twenty cubits the numberless columns reached into the air, and upon entering the hall, one’s eye could not fathom its far end. The palace guards marched her along, keeping the chain to her high gold collar free of slack, but felt no need or inclination to drag at it. Whither could she flee? How could she form the mere concept of defiance in such overwhelming manifestation of unquestioned power? ...

A SCARY DUNGEON IN WHICH TO KEEP THE ABDUCTEE It took me a good two years to turn my really big basement into a ready-to-operate dungeon. I designed the dungeon so that it would contain the ultimate amount of bdsm-related accessories and devices. I carefully picked every piece of equipment that was needed… to enslave a woman. For hours, I would keep making sketches of how I wanted the dungeon to look. Then for another couple of hours I would draw the bondage equipment I wanted to have in it. ...

Author's Note: Some of you who read my first story “Game of a Lifetime” were revolted, upset, and disturbed. Others liked it. If you thought my first story was sick and gave you nightmares, please do not read this story. It is not my intention to expose anyone to material they do not consider enjoyable. For those of you who are just are not shocked easily, enjoy. For much of our childhood, Sarah and I were just like any other pair of identical twins. Our mother dressed us alike, we had the same hairstyle, and mostly liked doing the same things. I thought we were both pretty happy. Afterall, we had a lot going for ourselves. Our mother had raised us by herself and would have done anything for us. We attended first a private school in New York and then went to Boarding School in England. We had a good, catholic upbringing. ...

Author's Note: Katie moves in with her dad after mom passes away form cancer, Once there she realizes her new family does not like her and when dad leaves she finds herself in deep trouble with her step sisters and their boyfriends Chapter 1 Katie hated that she had to leave all her friends in the city and move half way across the country. After her mother passed away from cancer there was no one to care for her in the city. The divorce had taken its toll on both her mom and dad. He moved to Kansas and she stayed in Washington D.C. He started a dog breeding farm and was doing quite well, not to mention he had remarried and had two step-daughters from it while her mom was living on welfare dying from cancer. Her mom had stayed single not wanting to place Katie in any awkward situations. Well THAT was over now. ...

Author's Note: Please feel free to split it up into the chapters. I have previously put this up on the “Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive” (EMCSA). I’m not sure if that means you want to publish on your site or not, but I thought I’d give you the choice. Chapter 1 - Inception Layla danced as though the music had taken over her soul. Her half-naked body gleamed with sweat as she writhed in time with the beat. Joe watched, rapt, as she danced in front of him. ...

Author's Note: This is only the first part of what hopefully will be a fairly long story set in an indefinite far-future. The government as we know it has collapsed, and crime syndicates and influential families run the show. This is my first effort, so let me know what you think! Part 1 Patrick I’d expected it to be darker. Admittedly, I’ve never been abducted before, but when your captors refer to your prison as “the dungeon,” I think it’s fair to expect something a little more threatening than a basement. They didn’t even board up the broken windows, just installed bars. They clearly aren’t worried about us being seen. Outside the windows is flat earth dotted with weeds and the occasional car tire. I waste a few minutes wondering where we are, like I’ve been doing since I woke up. ...

Author’s Note: This is my second story. First off I want to say thank you for reading. I appreciate all comments, if you didn’t like the story, please, tell me how I can improve for next time. The reason why the conclusion is so long (at least in my opinion it is) is because I wanted to wrap it up nicely and not abruptly. I had to create a long conclusion in order to properly lead into the next chapter which I am currently in the process of writing. This is a story of a perfect girl with a completely perfect, carefree life. She is thrown into the world of bondage which she did not even know existed. I tried putting in ‘movie style’ elements such as standoffs and cliffhanger suspense moments. Yes, the characters may seem unrealistic but believe me when I say this, I base all of my characters in my stories off of myself and some of my good friends. Once again, thank you for reading and enjoy! ...

Part 1: The Girls and the Plan Sara was a “sexy, but cute” blue eyed blonde. Beth was tall, buxom, had brown hair and was aggressive. Gina was a hot but somewhat bossy red head. Lifelong friends, the three young women shared a love of bondage and BDSM. For years they tied and “enslaved” each other, then bought in others, both female and male, to play with them. But the one thing they wanted to do was kidnap someone, hold them captive, and make them into their sex slave, whether she or he liked it or not. Beth often talked of literally whipping them into shape with a dreamy look in her eyes. But for all their talk, they were never able to carry out this plan. There was so much planning and work in capturing someone and holding them prisoner that something always happened to foil the would-be kidnappers. Then Delia came to their school. ...

Corey wanted to be an actress more than anything. Only 22, she had left her small town home and ventured out to the big city right after high school. She had always been told she would be a great actress. She certainly had the looks: 5'6" tall and 115 lbs with blonde hair, hazel eyes and an athletic figure. She certainly had no trouble filling the local theater when she was performing. But more than her looks, she knew she could act, if only she could catch a break. ...

Chapter 1 Swirling images. Dark. Silence. Daytime? Nighttime? Should I be somewhere? Eyes, opening. Darkness still. It must still be early morning, she thought to herself. Plenty of time to sleep, to rest, to … That dream! She could only recall bits of it, fragments of memory as if it took place eons ago, the way dream memories usually are. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the images that floated behind her closed lids and drift back to the sleep from which she had awoken. ...