Slavery

A flock of birds took off from a nearby tree. It was September. An hour later the sun rose from its horizon giving out it first rays of summer light that day. Everything was still. Sounds of people rising from the nearby house were distinguished f...

ch1 She was cold. Lying there naked, all tied up over the kitchen table. The recently installed ac was flowing chilling air over her wet body. Her long blonde hair flowed to the floor. Her nipples hard as diamonds. Just looking at Rayna was...

Mistress Iona 3, The Milkfarm I turned up naked and with a hard on, as was the rule, at Mistress Iona’ s door one Friday night. As instructed, I had not been shooting for the whole week since I left her house last Sunday night. This mad...

chapter 1 The beginning of the end part 1 My name is Kate or Katie as I was born. I am 35 and I live in L. A. I am a mother of three children and do my best to support them as a single mother. I have two boys and a daughter, my oldest n...

This is a wrap up chapter and is only mildly sexual. It would have probably been better to post this entire book at once, but posts work better if they are between 2, 500 and 4, 000 words. Posting the whole bo...

This is a 25, 000 word book broken down into seven chapters. WARNING ! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY . Stories may contain strong or eve...

Gabrielle wakes up in a basement. Her hands are bound together and tied to a pole. Michael comes downstairs and walks up to her. He’ s wearing only jeans. She begs him to let her go. She explains that she’ ll pay him. “ I don&...

Prologue There was a soft knock on the door to his chambers. Who the hell wants to see me this late? Brandyn had told his guards explicitly to not let anyone see him tonight. He sighed, arranging the various maps into piles on his desk

As I sat in the front room of my house listening to the random and albeit annoying noise of the other occupants of my house I let my mind wander deep in to the depraved catacombs of my mind. My name is Alistair, Alistar Monty. I can' t say tha...

BRIEFING After writing my first & rubbish story, I received a comment telling me to write a BDSM story, this is the introduction and beginning. If you like and would like to read t...

I hear your key turn in the front door, and automatically assume my position on the floor: kneeling with my hands in my lap and my head bowed - we established long ago that I’ m not allowed to look you in the eye without permission. As you en...

This is my first story. . would love feedback! I woke up lifting my head up and all I could see was darkness. I was standing and my arms and legs were restrained. It is chilly and I Realized I am completely naked. I hear an owl then I feel a...

It was the end of a long and miserable semester college and Ashlynn was glad it was over. To have made the semester worse, her first and only boyfriend had dumped her a couple months before and she was still getting over it. A couple friends of he...

~John~ My grandfather was an eminent benefactor. His greatest joy came from giving, aiding wherever he could to make a difference in the world. He dedicated untold sums of money, shaping lives around the globe by building orphana...

Tyler moved his head, and the pounding sounded loud in his ears. Cold. Shivering he pulled his heavy limbs close and discovered why they were so heavy, Iron bracelets adorned his wrists and ankles, attached to a shiny silver chain made of hefty li...

WARNING ! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY . Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are ficti...

Hello there, I sincerely hope you enjoy indulging in the darker side of my mind, while recognizing that women are not objects, and that these fantasies must remain as such. The actions taken against the women in these stories are abominable, and i...

her heart beat solidly in her chest. . she couldn' t breath properly and all because he was watching her. her body moving in slow motion as she walked to the mirror he had indicated. Her eyes glassy as she glanced upwards to see herself r...

Training Samantha, the prequel Samantha was depressed. Her life was a mess. She was going nowhere. She failed her college courses. She couldn’ t keep a boyfriend. She needed help. Her friend Anya suggested she contact Mike, a life...

It was early evening on a late spring day as Roland looked out the window from the comfy restaurant booth. The sun was still high in the sky and the first hints of summer were evident in the air outside. An assortment of nature band-aid trees dott...