Chapter 1 – Flat Tire Chapter 2 - Help No one heard me. Is it possible? The house is so close. I shouted again. What I am going to do now? Could I have broken my ankle? Such things do happen, but why to me? I unbuckled the strap and gently touched the swelling. It was bigger than before. I took off the shoe and cautiously moved my ankle. More pain. Should...
Author's Note: The story below is 100% real. This series is intended to document my journey into submission at the direction of Miss Gia. All participants and activities described below are real. Much of the writing involves the psychological aspects of submission from the perspective of the sub, not just the physical interaction. If you are looking for an u...
Eric had feared that the feeling of being dominated would only be novelty and would wear off with the more time he spent with Victoria; likewise, Victoria had also wondered if she would lapse back into her old persona and simply become the 'little lady' again, but as the days passed, both were consumed by their new roles in life and realised that their lives...
Chapter 1: Breaking Him In This is the first installment of many - one in which you can take part. Mail me, or visitmy group, tell me about yourself - or your alta ego. Each person a character in the scenario we build, woven together by story and however else we create it. Colour and creed are unimportant - come as you are and be what you have always felt,...
This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that; All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow I wish to thank TouchTheSky for taking the time to comment on this story. All mistakes are mine solely, whether planed or not. I didn't expect a car to be stopped in my lane on t...
"'People live on their delusions,' she said. 'Why not?' I suggested. 'What else is there?' 'The end of them,' she said." ― Pulp The carnal cabin was aphotic. So dim, our hero's eyes played more tricks on him than the president does an ignorant populace. Was what he was seeing possible?! Had he discovered Bigfoot?! A tenth of his existence had been spen...
I knew I was dreaming. Cien stood by my pallet and watched me with those beautiful eyes, his hair falling slightly forward, and I knew I was dreaming. To the future? He didn't know I was from the future, so this HAD to be a dream. Right? "The future." I said. "Aye, 2008." That made me sit up quickly. "How do you know about 2008?" Cien shifted uncomfortab...
"Where's that fucking nurse anyhow?" he thought to himself. He had been awake now off and on for three days, and he was already hating his hospital stay. A broken pelvis, a broken leg, a dislocated shoulder, a broken arm, a shattered jaw, and severe bruising over most of his body – and the doctors said he was lucky! No internal organs damaged. He would make...
Flickering flames light the room, bouncing golden lights around the dungeon walls. Toys of the best kind line the room, All gleaming and begging for some sweet sub to find their way into their special shackles. But they stand empty, cold without their lovers touch. No beautiful Mistress's touch to bring the toys to life and make them sing. A log falls in t...
The apartment that Fyona Washington had occupied ten years ago was nothing but wasteland now. Wrought-iron fence kept the unkempt yards and broken pavement from spreading to neighboring areas and the empty-eyed windows of the deserted apartment buildings stared out onto the rest of the prospering landscape with sadness. I ignored the surroundings, instead...