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Dark Fantasy/Fiction contains FemDom/Bondage : CAPTIVE : Part 1 He awoke abruptly with his wrists handcuffed above his head to a wrought-iron bedpost, trying to adjust his eyes to the sudden force of sunlight peering in through the window. He had no memory of the evening before and wondered how much he had drunk to wake up in a strange room bound to a bed. While he struggled against his bonds he realized that he was indeed handcuffed and there was no way he was able to free himself. Panic took...
FetishThe Story of Dawn -Working With a Friend at an Adult Fantasy Party Service The next morning I awoke in the beautiful hotel suite at 9:00 AM. Seeing as I had a very busy day ahead of me I decided to jump out of bed and hop into the shower. The hotel shower was absolutely divine, almost as nice as the bubble bathe the night before. I used a very feminine smelling shower gel and proceeded to dry myself off in one of their huge fluffy towels. I had to quickly run home with all of...
The young widow Margaret looked down at her reflection in the icy waters of the mountain stream and saw that her blackened eyes were no longer bruised and disgusting. She knew that they were the reason why the horny braves insisted she keep her face down in the blankets when they were training her for nocturnal service. That sort of business had been happily curtailed recently because the novelty of having a fresh white captive under the control of the tribe had worn off and she had been...
Introduction: 3rd captivity for the guys, with 5 girls this time Captive Co-eds and Librarians First of all, thank you so much for reading my stories and giving them such high marks. I am so gratified to have you like my work. It might help to understand this story if you have already read my other storiesall dealing with human trafficking. If you enjoy these stories, please give me high marks. Im new at this kind of thing, but I would love for you to leave comments of what you would like to...
A Captive Woman freed by a ManWhen King Camut came out of his regency, he was challenged by the Baron Moulenburg, who had an indirect claim on the throne. After two years of bloody fratricide, our king defeated the pretender and had him chained naked with a rod up as his ass to the base of the throne. From this view, he had every member of the baron’s family brought before him one by one. And every last one was raped and murdered by the loyal soldiers of the king. The more sweet the poor...
Barbie Bergen drove her Toyota slowly through the howling blizzard, on her way to a Christian Youth Camp. The rest of her friends were already there, gathered for a weekend ski trip at a nearby resort. The weather had turned bad very suddenly, the temperature dropping precipitously, and Barbie had soon lost her way, having left the main road over an hour before. She peered through the icy windshield, trying to see any signs or markers that would help her find the camp. Barbie was a...
Title: The Captive FamilyAuthor: Eros The Captive Family Chapter 1 Bobby Mitchell ducked down quickly in the driver's seat astwin beams of bright light shone suddenly into the rearview mirror.The sound of the approaching car got louder, and the boy prayed thatit would go straight past. The last thing he needed right now was forsome damn good-samaritan to stop and ask questions. Worse still, if itwas a cop, he was done for! Even the dumbest cop in the world wouldn't take long to findout...
"Whaddya think?......a lamp?......or a table, or maybe we just slit her throat so she can't talk and hang her on the wall..." "I don't know...but we can't keep her tied up in the closet much longer....we gotta do something with her...or kill her . In the closet was 19 year old Trisha Wilson.....the latest of a series of young girls the two lovers found wandering the streets and decided to take in as their latest project. Trisha was a runaway, who had been on the streets for weeks and was...
My Own Captive Angels (Sequel to the story "Viking Instinct") 1/17/2011 Outside the playhouse I had set up at the abandoned winery, I used Christine's phone to text her best friend and lure her into my trap. She agreed to meet outback at Aaron's house, where the party was still going on, in 15 minutes. It was a pain having to drive halfway across town in the time allotted, but the mere thought of having Carly join our bondage escapade made my spine shiver with chills of thrill. Normally...
?Camille?s Captive? ?Camille?s Captive?By Arika Lee?? 2006Published by All rights reserved. No part of this publication can be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the author. This material is presented as adult entertainment and is not intended for any person under the age of eighteen years. While every precaution has been taken in the...
The newly relocated Indian camp was pretty much settled into a stable routine when the visitors from the North came to present them with a proposition to locate, capture and help transport captured settler women to the northern territories where females were in short supply and the men needed the solace of a woman’s arms to calm their frustrated drive to copulate with a “real” woman. The local Indian tribes were none too pleased to share their female members with the intruding white men that...
The Story of Dawn - Making Arrangements to Work With a Friend at an Adult Fantasy Party Service Note: To truly understand the "evolution" of Dawn and the events that have led up to this story, be sure to read the previous stories I have posted on this site... Promising to call Sandy back later this evening, I decided that I really needed to compose myself and come down from the cloud that I was floating on after my date with Charles. He was such a darling all day and the sexy...
First of all, thank you so much for reading my stories and giving them such high marks. I am so gratified to have you like my work. It might help to understand this story if you have already read my other stories—all dealing with human trafficking. If you enjoy these stories, please give me high marks. I’m new at this kind of thing, but I would love for you to leave comments of what you would like to read and how I can improve my writing. I’m just a lonely girl with big natural boobs, who...
'CUNT'...Captive..Unrestricted..Nymphopathic..Training. The women are almost exclusively from the higher aristocratic levels...women used to money and power, and to having their own way. The leader changed all this upon taking control several years ago... and vowed to make all these women his personal sex slaves. Many of the sophisticated ladies, proud and recalcitrant in their manner, had refused to accept this...and risked punishment, flinging their insults at their captors,...
The Special Indoctrination Unit is a unique sexual training facility located adjacent to a large male prison. The unit was created to imprison and indoctrinate specifically chosen women...those who are uncooperative in fulfilling a dictator's vast carnal needs. The project is known covertly, and to an exclusive few as: 'CUNT'...Captive..Unrestricted..Nymphopathic..Training.The women are almost exclusively from the higher aristocratic levels...women used to money and power, and to having...
Prior: The School Girl Pinata Prior: The School Girl Pinata – STOP THIS CRAZINESS Prior: The School Girl Pinata – The Gangs All Here Prior: The Captive (School girl is taken for a gang member’s birthday party to be used for their entertainment.]. Her abuse continues and then she is held captive for the needs of the gang.) The door opened again and Hector walked in carrying a 12 pack. Jenna looked back to see who was coming. “What the Fuck You doing?” Screamed Miguel. He grabbed...
This is a story I wrote several years ago for a men’s adventure magazine, but it folded before it got off the ground. No sex, but it has adventure and romance, and I hope you enjoy it. As always, feedback is encouraged. Thanks! * ‘Goddamn it, we don’t have time for this!’ The lieutenant’s big fist slammed down on the desk, slopping the lukewarm coffee over the lip of the styrofoam cup. Nick rubbed his temples, the pounding ache of his hangover a spike through his head. The glare of the...
In the torture chamber is a young, slender female captive in her early twenties with a big bottom. She's now totally naked, bound tightly to an A frame, with her legs spread wide, her anus and vaginal lips completely exposed for the all-male team of executioners to see. She was taken here last night, and properly prepared by having her pubic hair all shaved. She was also forced to drink a whole litre of water, and not allowed to pee during the night. Now her bladder is full, but she has been...
This story is based upon real events occurring long ago, but having a lingering erotic effect on the writer, who has added his wishful thinking and shameful secret desires of how he longed for the story to end.My cousin Mark was only a few years older than me, but back at that age, the few years separating us meant a huge gap of wisdom, experience and awe, at least in my impressionable mind. In retrospect, he was a self-absorbed guy who thought he knew more than he did, a misfit always trying...
Gage Malone sat silently in the dark corner, surveying the dimly lit tables. People seemed to disappear and reappear in and out of the brighter lights of the hall. The only clue to his existence was the occasional orange glow from the Cuban cigar. Each pull momentarily bit his tongue before it was caressed with the salty-sweetness from the ground tobacco. The spicy smoke curled beneath his nose, tantalizing his senses, before floating upward, only to be beaten and chased away by the whirling...
BDSMCAPTIVE AUDIENCE by anyport If anyone had asked me a week ago what I'd be doing today, the last thing that would have entered my head would have been...well maybe I'd better let you decide for yourself. I had the afternoon off, I'm self-employed and am in the fortunate position of being able to choose when I work. In fact, I really only need to work a couple of days a week to make quite a respectable income. Anyway, I'd been browsing round a few shops and decided to look...
When she opened her sleepy eyes just before daylight the next morning, the captive white girl Margaret was bothered by the fact that it was so deathly quiet all around her in every direction. She didn’t even hear the measured breathing of her captors or any of the other women they had stolen from the French traders looking to make a nice profit on the sale of the remaining white women. She could still see the stars shining down from the blackened sky and the faint rays of daybreak off to the...
Barbarian Queen: Barbarian Queen:Captives of Lord Arrakur A story set in an alternate universe.We all know, that Amethea and her friends overcame all the trials and hardships. They triumphed over suppression, injustice, rape and torture.They defeated Lord Arrakur and ended his merciless rule. But what if... They failed? What if the capture of Taramis, Estrild, Tianara and Amethea was not the rebellions darkest hour, which preceded the dawn of victory? What if this was the beginning of a...
[This is something that I wrote prior to Britney, it is not related to my series of stories called Britney.] CAPTIVE By britney kandey CHAPTER ONE: CLUBBING Me and my friend Toby had decided that it would be a good night to go hit the town, and paint it red in the process. We where both very horny after spending the previous 3 months working on a fishing boat. The first stop of the night was the local Irish bar "Saint Patrick's" where it lacked in talent it made up for with...
All characters are over the age of eighteen, not that it should matter, since it is a work of fiction. The actions presented in this story do not represent the views of the author or the staff of any site at which it may be posted.The Casebook of the Captive Teen DetectiveCasebook #1 The Final Case of Stacy Blue By Razor7826 I thought it was just like any other case closed, a shining example of my own youthful brilliance. The media pounced on yet another triumph for the teen detective,...
As the group moved along twisting jungle trails, Mindy realized that they weren’t headed toward the village. The heat, humidity and the trek caused Mindy to sweat but she realized she had a chill under her skin as her mind raced with thoughts of what would happen to her next. Finally, after several hours, they reached a small village. As their fellow natives approached, about 10 males and an equal number of females emerged from huts or from the surrounding jungle. It seemed like all the...
When her application to the Teach Corps was accepted, she was thrilled. She figured it would give her the chance to travel a bit. When she was assigned to a grade school in Africa, she wasn’t pleased. But she had signed up and was committed for a year. Plus, the Democratic Republic of The Congo didn’t sound so bad. Mindy was assigned to live with an old missionary couple on the edge of a small village. Their house was large and reasonably modern. The school building to which she was assigned...
Prior: The School Girl Pinata Prior: The School Girl Pinata – STOP THIS CRAZINESS Prior: The School Girl Pinata – The Gangs All Here (School girl is taken for a gang member’s birthday party to be used for their entertainment.]. Her abuse continues and then she is held captive for the needs of the gang.) Gripped with panic Jenna awaited her fate. Hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, legs pulled up tied at her ankles Jenna was totally at the gangs mercy. Miguel rubbed his dick...
It was Christmas holidays, and most of the students had gone home. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, however, were away on vacation, leaving their high-spirited red-heads at Hogwarts. The Grangers sent a letter to their gifted daughter sending all their love, but informing her that they had both contracted a nasty flu and that she’d be better off staying where she was for the break. Hermione and Ginny were practically alone in the girl’s dorm of the Gryffindor tower. So much so that they each had...
Hope you all enjoy the final part of this series. I sure had fun writing it A month had passed and Talise was still captive. Talise was given no chances to run away. Hazma kept watch on her and she had spent each night with Ali. She rested beside Ali and watching him sleep and it was early morning. She was naked and her body well pleasured. Ali had taught her so many new things she blushed just thinking about them. He was sinful and so good looking. His lovemaking was erotic. He worshiped...
CAPTIVE.I awoke sitting on a chair in a hollow sounding room. My head was smothered by some form of rubber-smelling hood, I’d fixed enough cycle tyres to know that smell! I was blinded but my nose had two small snotty holes I could breathe through along with an open mouth. My ears, though covered were still keen as my voice echoed in that large blank room.“Hello… Any?” I closed my mouth. In more than an hour, well a long time, I had received no reply as I sat still in that uncomfortable seat...
In the nightclub the music thumps an incessant rhythm that the revelers on the dance floor move in perfect unison with it's deep hypnotic beat. At the centre of the throng you, Joni, dance as your beautiful long brown hair flinging around sexily by the constant bobbing of your head and shoulders with the music. But no one is watching your hair. The guys, both dancing and sitting at the bar area, are watching your chest perform seemingly on its own. The girls watch in envy and jealously as your...
So there I lay face down in the floor, hands bound a ball gag in my mouth and cum dripping from my mouth and ass, those tranny bitches really did a number on me, and left me like this in the floor in a dark room, exhausted and still confused from the mickey in my drink I feel asleep.I did manage to get some good sleep, and I awoke to Tara giving me a sponge bath, my hands still bound, and a collar around my neck chained to the rails behind me, I was still a captive with no options. Tara was...
THE BLACK QUEEN'S TV CAPTIVE by "c.c." The very first Clinton Crayle story--hope you like it! My name is Clinton Crayle and I'm a very different kind of Private Detective. My specialty is untangling the kinky sex lives of the very rich. My fee is One Thousand dollars per day and I'm seldom out of work. My clients know my discretion is absolute and I guarantee my results. So if you're rich and in a jam, come to my office. Sylvia Lake did. . ....
Hooker's Captive By "c.c." "Mistress?" I asked the lovely black prostitute, "Will you please spank me?" "You ask so sweet, how could I refuse?" she laughed wickedly, looking me up and down. Since all I was wearing was a pink ribbon--tied crushingly tight over my cock and balls--there was a lot of me to see. As she pulled me over her knee, my ass invitingly upraised, I wondered how I, good-looking, and wealthy Jack Williams, ever got into this. It had seemed like a blessing...
tinaslut – captive of the savagesby tinaslut ? Tina LarssonYes, I confess: my fantasies may be somewhat gruesome compared to others. This does not, however, mean that I have experienced everything I am fantasizing about or that I would even like to experience it. Surprisingly many of my fantasies have indeed materialized, not so this particular one (as of yet). And maybe that’s a good thing after all?------In my dream I am lying on a bed of switches and grass, pretending to sleep. Captured by a...
Hi! My name is Bob and I'm one of those guys that some people hate. You see I'm so rich I don't have to work anymore. My good buddy Tom also inherited enough money to support a lavish life style for the rest on his life. We met in college and quickly discovered that we liked the same things. Mainly that involved seducing pretty coeds and then sharing them with each other. We pretty much fucked our way through college. We had a couple of scrapes with girls who claimed we had...
There was no sun the next morning, and the low forest mists surrounding the clapboard shack created an air of dismality that seemed to permeate the atmosphere with a heavy cloak of doom. Susan sat huddled before the fire, draped in one of the tattered blankets from the bed upon which she had been so brutally ravished last night. Her body ached horribly in all the tender places the three negroes had so mercilessly pressed their attentions upon. Duke had awakened her early, in the same...
Susan dimly heard the door shut behind them as Duke kicked it shut with his foot. It didn't stay completely closed but swung open slightly so that it didn't shut away the piteous moaning sounds of the distraught Jodie being assaulted again on the bed where Susan, herself, had been so bitterly humiliated last night. She wanted to cry out and plead with him to shut the door to take her mind from what was happening to the poor negro girl and what was about to happen to her. But she dared not...
The two nude young teenagers lay on the floor, Kendra was moaning as her fifteen-year-old sister started nibbling at her little bud. Kendra was amazed that her younger sister seemed to know what she was doing, because she knew her sister had never had sex before the men took them captive, and certainly never had lesbian sex. The older sister could feel her body responding to her younger sister’s tongue. As good as her sister’s tongue felt, and even though she knew she was going to have an...
The captive long hair soldier girl known as “Badger Girl” because of her long duration blackened eyes from serious training received at the hands of her captors knew that the last “auction” location for the sale of the female prisoners would be her best opportunity at escape if she could only find a fast horse to carry her to safety. Badger Girl’s real name was Margaret Hatcher and she was the widow of a cavalry captain slain at the burning of Fort McDonald down below the existing border....
Robert Hale felt as though he had been transported to another planet by the intense physical pleasures Feyadin had introduced him to the last hour. Now he was lying on the bed with her, totally exhausted after God knew how many orgasms and positions they had tried in making love. He couldn't decide if the overwhelming effects were predominantly from the hashish she had showed him how to smoke from the water-pipe, or mainly from the wild sensations of their wantonly abandoned sex together. He...
“Wake up,” a gruff voice said, its rolling accent unfamiliar. Something hit Cooper in the shoulder, rousing him, and he slowly opened his eyes. He had a monster headache, and there was the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, his blurry vision gradually coming into focus as he blinked groggily. Where was he? He couldn’t remember what had happened. Most of his gear was gone, and his helmet had been removed. He was sat on a bench in a dingy troop bay, surrounded by tall, shadowy figures. The...
“I’ve done it, Brian. I am now officially a resident of Corazón, Indiana,” Joanne said as we cuddled on Tuesday night. “And New York and Paris. But I’m registered to vote here and I now have an Indiana driver’s license. Not that I’ll ever use it.” “Joanne, I’ve always loved you and I am so happy you are back to stay. Part time,” I laughed. “God! I took the long way around, didn’t I?” she laughed. We touched each other. We knew that, even though we’d slipped and made love once or twice in...
This is my first attempt at writing. There is a long introduction, but if you are patient, you will find an intense scene that should reward you with pleasure. "Glorious euphoria is my must, erotic shock is a function of lust. Temporarily blind, dimensions to discover, in time each into the other." CAPTIVES TO LUST – Chapter One “What am I doing here?” I asked myself that question a hundred times on my flight to Pennsylvania. Was I out of my mind? Possibly. Not in a way that would get me...
Wife LoversThe Service Corp By Jennifer Allison World War III had just started. The president ordered every male between the ages of 18 to 35 to register for the draft. It had been over fifty years since the last person had been drafted. In those fifty years the draft laws, rules and regulation had changed from those used in the sixties and seventies. And one important rule that hadn't been changed. One law didn't change and this was the law that affected me personally. The law...
September 25, 1989 Howie stumbled along trying to work out the date. He knew he had been taken on the twenty-first and had spent that day in the van. That night, the hood had been replaced by a blindfold. They had held a flashlight right up to his eyes when making the change from hood to blindfold. He hadn’t been able to see his captors. The next day would have been the twenty-second. He had spent a miserable day walking, getting pushed along, tripping, falling, and getting pulled back to...
Maid had served Ms. Treat for six months. Its training over that time had been rigorous and methodical. After the first meeting with Ms. Treat, maid learned how to address its Mistress properly, how to ask its Mistress questions in the proper form, then to never, ever look directly at Mistress unless so directed, and lastly it learned its positions of "inspection" and "punishment." After instilling the basics in maid, Mistress Treat then instructed maid in the fine art of maintaining...
My girlfriend, Janina, and I are planning a holiday to the sun this summer and this is a fantasy we hope might happen…We are staying at a lovely resort and have made friends with a couple of young men who are staying in the apartment next to us Jon and Seb. We see them every day down on the beach, they seem to be good at arriving just after Janina has taken her top off for some topless sunbathing. They simply cant take their eyes off her large round breasts, and they take it in turns to flirt...
She arrived at my building about ten minutes before our scheduled appointment and so I was a bit startled when I heard the intercom buzz. You see, I live in a secure building and you have to be "buzzed" to get in by one of the building occupants. I like this feature and it was one of the main reasons I lived here."Hello?" I replied into the intercom."Hello, I'm Pamela from the maid service," she said."Oh okay, come on up," I said and I buzzed the door to unlock it for her. I had called Dirty...
Office SexIt was Thursday afternoon, and Dexter was still headed home from Nevada after retrieving his car. It was his intention to arrive at the apartment, early on Friday morning. Eric was covering the website, so Dexter didn’t have any worries, there. Ed Daimler had asked him to find three engineers to infiltrate Daimler Plastics, to find out what was really going on in the company. Somehow, the old man had managed to find a lawyer to draw up an agreement during dinner time. It was a rather...
"Good day Frank. Same place?" asked the waitress. "Good morning Sylvia, you know me well", he answered with a smile. His muscle memory lead him to his favourite seat, a single-person sofa connected to a small table. It was covered by a long and fancy tablecloth that extended to the ground all around, with the exception of an area around the sofa itself. People of this era gave this particular setup the name of "serviced table". Frank had a very long and stressful week of meetings...
Dexter sat at the computer reading an article about the new climate of business. It was a fascinating chronicle of the changes that had taken place in the business community over the past two years. According to the article, it had all started with a workers revolt, triggered by some guy by the name of Dexter James. After he finished reading the article, Dexter sat back, looking thoughtful. It had been interesting ... not because it had given him a lot of credit for the changes, but for the...
I removed the story and am reposting it. My computer reverted back to an unedited version when I posted before. TV “Service” man.Ah, to be young again...….I was trained in electronics inn a Technical High School in an older northern city, very religious and Victorian. Read-- Prudish, or as I found out later, prudes OUTSIDE the homes. Me: 5-7, 145, and average in ALL respects. I did have very thick glasses, like the stereotype Japanese man. Other than that, I have been told I am good looking...
'If you don't take job as male prostitute serving other men, we will jail you for life' - Say Government and Female brothel owners Filed: 30/01/2025 by Pan Lives (UP) A 23-year-old unemployed labourer who turned down an indentured job providing "sexual services to men" at a brothel in Berlin faces a lifetime jail sentence under laws introduced this year. Prostitution was legalised in Germany in 2002 and indentured sexual service for unemployed men only months ago. So-called...
Hello ISS readers and fans. This is Surya Raj after a long time with a narration of how I made a lady a mommy of a child by the use of my service. To tell about myself I am 25 yrs old, an average colored man, 6 ft tall with 5.5 inch length and 2 inch thick penis. Any lady would fall for that. I am a computer service engineer. And I provide sex service to the married ladies in Coimbatore who do not have a child, widows who do not have a child, thirsty aunts and thirsty girls. I will do this...
“Volunteers for the Defense Forces with CAP scores of certain published levels will be afforded the opportunity to select others to emigrate and maintain their residences on other worlds while they perform their duties in the Defense Forces in accordance with their aptitudes and capabilities; certain high-priority individuals may select up to ten people to emigrate with for this purpose. Obviously, fertility is a criterion -- we will be looking to ensure the continuity of the human race as it...
"Kathryn!" I exclaimed, opening the door. "Hi there Paul," she said with a warm smile. My legs gave out for a second as if I were going to kneel in front of her, but I caught myself and stood up straight. Holy shit, what had I just almost done? Kathryn grinned. She stepped into my apartment carrying six shopping bags full of clothes, led me over to a chair by my dining table, placed the bags on the table, and told me to sit. I sat. "I must say," she said, selecting a wine bottle...