Chapter 1 - Captured © 2018 By Pitchblack_stories Edited by Dannysuling They had left the crowded streets and reached the gate of the citadel high above the city. The massive stones of the gate tower loomed menacingly above her and the iron-bound door wings on both sides of the archway looked like a gapping maw ready to devour anyone into its abyssal dept...
After a long week of work John had gone to bed early Friday night planning on sleeping in on Saturday and having a nice relaxing weekend. Unbeknownst to John his wife Kelly had other ideas. "Hey...what's going on?" John asked. He had just woken up and found himself naked and tied in the center of the bed. He strained against the ropes. "Kelly? Kelly? What...
Lady Sally was eager to give her Uncle Clitovsky a tour of The Corseted Domme, and to demonstrate her two automatons. So, after tea the group returned to the airship. The count was impressed The airship was magnificent, its silver coating gleaming in the sun as it lay secured to the mooring tower. It was vast, taking them twenty minutes to walk around the...
Melody climbed the stairs, teetering in her new, tight long skirt and stiletto boots. She almost fell twice, and only saved herself with a quick jerk of the railbar. Adam was waiting for her, not paying her any attention until she was standing right in front of him. 'Hello Adam.' she said softly. 'Good morning Melody.' he said with a scowl. 'Can you gues...
Amy sat back in her plush chair and thought a bit. Tonight, as with most Friday nights, was Tom's play night. Tom had already called her from work saying that he was in the mood for some entertainment, which was his terminology for a bondage filled night. Amy wasn't against this practice, because Tom was good at his game and she normally was rocked with seve...
"Ours is the magic. Ours is the power." I hesitated, and She brushed Her hand along the rope. "Ours is the magic. Ours is the power." She repeated, pressing Her palm into the rope on "magic" and "power." "Now is the time. This is the hour." I staggered out, trying to keep focus. "I'm starting to think you didn't do your homework." On "homework" she pushed...
Hi! I am Sam and am about to relate a wonderful experience I had a few days back. I love trekking and have enjoyed roaming around in the wilderness for years now. I usually go out with a bunch of friends, but that day none could make it. So I decided to go alone. I decided to try and free-climb a cliff called Khagri Pinnacle. I parked my car at a safe plac...
A special lesson from the maestro. By Hanns G ***** A novice learns new erotic techniques from the maestro. As an experiment, my wife, Susan and I tried bondage, first, just some simple stuff using a silk scarf. That went over well, so I decide to investigate using rope. I was a boy scout, so how hard could it be? Now, I can tie two logs together, but th...
"We need all this rope?" Olga asked, her voice dripping with incredulity. Blinking, she hastily added, "Miss Rita," but it was too late. The tone of voice and omission had been noted. Miss Rita had been working with her concerning her use of politeness and proper address when speaking. Olga didn't have to say 'Miss Rita' or even 'Miss' with every sentence, b...
Brenda watched in the mirror as her Master stepped out of his patrol car. He was an imposing figure in his uniform, 6ft 2in, 210lbs, wide shoulders and narrow waist and as always, the mirrored sunglasses. He carried a small black bag with him. The bag he always brought to their meetings. Even though Brenda was never sure what would be in the bag, she knew fr...