Stockholm Syndrome - Page 5

“ Belle, Belle, Belle… After everything I gave you, why did you do this? ” The Master circled the chained slave scrolling through his personal tablet device. “ Belle, once Billy Dee. A nobody from nowhere who by his own admis...

“ What? ! I’ m not your pet! ” She screamed, kicking the bars again. “ I think you are now. I’ ve always wanted a pet to play with” Maliciously taunting her with the double entendre. “ You growl and y...

She had lost all sense of time drifting in and out of consciousness. She could have been in that box for days for all she knew. She thought she had been on a plane at one point. She had never flown before so couldn' t be sure. She didn' t...

The afternoon sun was blistering as Andrew dashed down the sidewalk. The bottoms of his sneakers were practically melting on the hot pavement as he made his way to the gym. He carried no workout bag or audio player because he wasn' t going for...

first off i just want to start by saying im very sorry for tricking you and deciving you but it was a must for i realy wana try this. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------...

Looking down at his knees trying to avoid looking at his large round belly, and the large bulge in his pants. Slowly she lowered herself to her knees, hanging her head as low as she could. Almost as if she could avoid thinking about her fate if sh...

Belittled Stephanie woke up and couldn’ t move. It wasn’ t long before she realized she was tied down. Three large leather straps ran across her chest, belly and hips and pushed her down into the mattress. Her arms and legs were fr...

You hear the front door open and shut. And footsteps walking down the hall to your sisters' room. A door opens and then slams shut. She' s mad at you. You could recognize that sequence of sounds from a mile off. The entr...

What would make a person spend $20, 000 on a week-long session with a pro-domme? Believe it or not, Mistress Emmanuelle, the Black Dominatrix who arrogantly charged the exorbitant fee, was booked solid for eight months in advance with her popularit...

(So apparently people liked the last part, here’ s a small installment. Sorry it took so long I have been busy with school. It’ s rather short but I think I’ d rather write in small installments. I will continue it if this gets posi...

Blond hair falling gently over soft skin. The headset was tight on her, her lips stretched around the cock shaped gag filling her mouth as another helping of chemicals hormones and artificial cum were pumped and eagerly swallowed, feeding her fres...

The Money Load, a luxury yacht left the harbour a little pass nine o’ clock. On it as one might expect were dozens of beautiful women. Most of them were about my age, possibly younger. Though the music was jumping and food was in abundance th...

Hearing my mother yelling my name from next door made me so happy but also so terrified because I didn' t want anyone seeing me like this. Laying here, naked and violated from a sex hungry, lustful man whom the whole family trusted. Hearing mu...

Chapter 1: The sky was quiet. Tor Endril stood, unmoving in the cold winter air. He felt the wind’ s icy breath on his skin, but it was more annoyance than nuisance. He idly wondered what the Broodmother might be doing. He longed for He...

It was not going to be a typical, lazy Saturday morning for Rachel. .. instead of slowly waking hours past normal, stretching luxuriously, running her hangover-cure bubble bath with the peppermint oil. .. her body almost jerked awake not long after...

Chapter Twelve: Cunt' s Night Out We seemed to drive forever before the vehicle finally came to a stop and the engine shut off. The air was cool as the car door opened, I felt my seat belt unclipped and my Maste...

“ ’ Dracula' s Daughter’ would require half a dozen languages to adequately express its beastliness. I consider it absolutely unfit for exhibition. ” -British film censor, 1936

I went into Marie’ s room alone. Dad went down the hall, to his own girl. The dark-haired dark-eyed girl was sleeping when I went it. My dark-haired, dark-eyed girl. She was still naked and from the way she was laying, I could see both her ti...

Lisa was looking forward to a night out with the girls. Since Grant had come into her world six months ago; she' d spent her days at the office and her nights underneath, on top of, and beside him. He' d brought out an insatiable lus...

A knock at the door broke Alex’ s concentration on his paperwork and he looked up. “ Yes? ” His personal assistant, Miles, opened the large oak door and stepped into Alex’ s office, a white folder stuffed with paper...