The delightful torment continues, and intensifies. Maira learns more about her captor, and herself. Apologies for the delay with this chapter; I had a few HTML formatting issues due to trying to submit on mobile. AUTHOR'S WARNING: This chapter will heavily feature bondage, humiliation, and rape. If these aren't your cup of tea, skip ahead to Chapter 5. F...
You walk into the house and it is dark. This is not unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked especially late for a Friday, due to the long weekend ahead, it was now nearly eight thirty when you unlocked your front door. You walk into the foyer. As you reach for the light, a hand grabs yours and pulls you away from the switch. Another hand gr...
My ordeal all began due to some silliness at work and it sort of snow balled out of control right up to my present situation where I am in sitting down on a 9 inch hard cock buried right up to the hilt in my tight ass, dressed in slutty lingerie. My name is Clark as it was now Carol. This the name my enforcers have bestowed on me. I was sitting at work ni...
Gravlor's Peak would take some time to reach, given that we were traveling by wagon. The first night was cold. I worried about Greystone, my horse, left in the town stables by herself. It was a public stable and it was well known that it was my horse – so someone would care for her... maybe. Unless they already knew I was good as dead. They might steal her...
I climbed the steps to Mistress Seoul's second floor studio with great anticipation. This was our third meeting, and each previous session had been amazing. She was an Asian beauty, of medium height and relatively voluptuous. I knocked, and almost immediately the door opened a foot to reveal her smiling face peeking around the edge of the door. She stepped b...
Mistress Lindsay took no crap. Her orders were precise, her manner direct. I went from quiet subservience on the kitchen floor to quietly licking the grime from her street shoes in the living room. The taste was terrible and the grit on my tongue and my teeth made me nauseous. I took advantage of my actions to survey Mistress Lindsay, about forty years old...
These vignettes are once again dedicated to AB: Your love, insight, and strength mean the world to me. ***** A Price (birthday gift) I wake up early. It's been a restless night. You teased me mercilessly last night. Whispering all the dirty things you want me to do to you today while edging me ever so closely to orgasm. Never over the edge though. Nev...
Lisa... His voice sounded like silk in my ear. I didn't want to wake up as I had slept so comfortably during the night. Even chained up as I was, I had never felt so at peace; however, my peace was quickly disturbed as I felt Tristan's hand come down hard over my mouth and he whispered again, "Lisa..." The force of his hand coming down on me like that shoc...
Miss Lynette Bowmar tugged at the rough ropes that fastened her prim hands to the cast iron head board. As it had the fifty or more times before it did no good and she was just as fast secured as when she had woken up, tied spread eagled to the bed upstairs in the Silver Snake Saloon. Two months ago Miss Bowmar had taken the bone rattling stage from Springf...
I am under her desk. She has tied my hands behind my back, tied my ankles together, and tied them together in a hogtie. I wouldn't dream of screaming for help but just to make sure she's stuffed some worn stockings in my mouth and covered them with duct tape. She's pressing her sexy feet against my taped mouth. They feel so good against my face. She...