Violent

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. ...

*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: [kind of a cliche author’s note to add, but this is my first time publishing a story! I rarely write… so be easy on me…] [also if a certain individual is reading this (you know who you are) then I hope you’re not too shocked…] [updates are definitely planned] [and none of this is canon in the overall scope of this universe] Part 1 the soldiers that are holding your arms finally release you, into a small, dimly-lit room. The freedom was temporary though, as the stockier of the two soldiers catches your upper arm. you struggle in his grip, and he growls ...

“I think I’m ready to tell you one of my secrets,” she said, a blush creeping up her cheeks. This was it! We had been dating for over a month now and she was finally going to open up to me. I mean, I’m not one of those ‘touchy-feely’ guys who needs to have a good cry every few days to stay connected with his feelings. But up until now, Vanessa had been a virtual Ice Princess. She was great in bed – hot, aggressive, almost like a tigress. And she was a knock-out. I’d never dated anyone who could turn heads just by walking into the bar. And she dressed to kill – stilettos seemed to be her shoe of choice (which suited me fine – I was naturally taller than her but when she was wearing those 4 inchers, she was actually a tad taller than me). Tight leather skirts, silk blouses – she was the complete package. ...

Chapter 1 Its true, I’ve always had an interest in the world of domination. The thought that it could be possible to re-train someone to live entirely dependant on your instruction, without any capacity to use independent thought is one that I find fascinating. To own another human being’s existence is surely an idea that has inspired some of the world’s greatest dictators, as human life is more valuable than any other known commodity. Of course, along with anything else I’ve ever done in my life, it had to be done to the greatest extreme possible, or it just wasn’t worth doing. All this said, I didn’t ever make a conscious decision become a Master, it’s just something that that curiosity and lust finally led me to. My ex-wife will vouch for my enthusiasm in this quarter. Whilst we were still together I converted our loft into a crude dungeon, and inspired by sites on the internet (an incredible inspiration), I built hoists, whips from old belts and sawn off broom handles, cages from shopping trolleys and various other devices of captivity for us to experiment with. In those early days, it was I who was the submissive, and my other half would enthusiastically strap me spread-eagled to the rafters, caning my bare behind thoroughly before descending through the loft hatch to watch television in the comfort of the lounge. The juxtaposition of me in such deprivation and her in such comfort gave us both an immense thrill, and although at first she would pop her head through the loft hatch with worried frequency, after a while she would leave me chained in the loft for hours at a time, relishing in my discomfort. On some occasions she would go out, leaving me wondering how long I was to be left in my uncomfortable bondage, shivering slightly from the cold. Sometimes she would tease me by saying that she was going to fetch her friends to see me in my humiliating position, and on more than one occasion threatened to bring a man back to the house and force me to listen to their wild love making in the room below. These comments excited me immensely, although at this stage I’m not sure how the reality of this would have affected our relationship outside of the loft. These were all just idle threats however, and all-important parts of the fantasy. ...

As Lucy came to, her mind struggled to make sense of the room she was in. She could see an ornate ceiling; complete with bas reliefs, which seemed to be engaging in some pretty unusual acts. There should be gleaming white tiles and recessed lighting she thought, not this. A polite cough drew her attention from the ceiling to the couple standing by her side. He was dressed in a sharp business suit, and she was dressed in a tight t-shirt and figure hugging jeans. Definitely not the doctor and nurse she had been expecting. ...

The eagle has landed… It felt like she was that bird. She was grounded all right. But not on the moon, although she felt like in heaven. The sun was great. It was warm in the white sand. She smiled to herself. She didn’t care if she wasn’t an eagle. He was. Her adored husband. Her master. He was like a predatory eagle, always slowly circling around her, and then…. it was more than sufficient for her. ...

Chapter 1 The combined efforts of Tri-Lambda and Omega-Mu fraternity and sorority houses had defeated and embarrassed their counterparts of Alpha Beta and Pi-Delta-Pi houses on many occasions. The natural enmity between the Adams College houses went further than jocks/cheerleaders and geeks/nerds. It grew into a feud that rivaled the Hatfields and McCoys. Therefore, when Spectral Enterprises Incorporated announced a contest between all the houses for a $50,000 prize for the most unique and imaginative Halloween display, the feud escalated to new heights. ...

Looking pretty in case her husband brought home his new business partners. Mercédès’ schedule for today could be summarised by this. Being a beacon of beauty whilst striding otherwise pointlessly through the contemporary residence, or, like now, biding in the technocraticly styled conservatory. After all, her husband was known to be a connoisseur of decorative objects, a collector of everything pleasant to behold. And wasn’t it her sacred duty as a wife to fulfil his standards? ...

Chapter 1 My name is Alice. I come from a somewhat well-off family and just finished my 2nd year of college. I have decided to take a break over the summer and maybe do some traveling. Being a Korean but born and raised in the States, I was thinking of visiting Korea since I have never been there. I had plenty of time to think about it so I decided to sleep on it. ...