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Stockholm Syndrome Part 1 Abducted. As I walked to my car in the parking garage next to my office in Downtown Boston, three well-dressed men walked up, and blocked my path; the one in the middle said, "Mr. Terence Morris?" I nodded in the affirmative. He replied, "Would you please come with us?" I said, "No I won't, I don't know who the hell are you? And why should I accompany you anywhere?" He replied, "Who we are is not important; our instructions are to bring you to a certain place now! We have been authorized to use whatever means we deem expedient to accomplish the task." Shocked, I replied, "That sounds like a threat, I'm ought of here." I turned and started to run. I didn't get far, the largest of the three, a black man about 6"4"caught up to me and grabbed my arm and spun me around. A black Ford Explorer pulled up. The third guy frisked me and grabbed my keys and phone. He gave the phone to the leader and jumped in my car. I was put in the back seat of the Explorer, the black guy sat next to me.. As we drove out of the garage, the leader who was sitting in the front passenger seat turned and said, "Mr. Morris, you are in no danger as long as you are cooperative." I said, "Look I have no idea what is going on; I am just a CPA, I don't have much money, what I had my ex-wife wound up with." He responded, "This is not a kidnapping for ransom." We drove a short distance to what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse in South Boston and pulled into the building, I was shown to a room with a TV, a well-stocked bar, and a nice platter of appetizers and sandwiches.. The leader said, "Please make yourself comfortable." I replied, "I am not going to be comfortable until I find out what is going on! People will miss me, there will be questions!. The leader responded, "I doubt that Mr. Morris, we done a thorough check on you." Deflated, I sat in a chair thinking "well he nailed it, nobody would miss me". I worked by myself since having been caught up in the collapse of the accounting firm that I had been a partner in. It was ironic that I was the ethical one in the firm, but we were all tainted with the transgressions of a couple of partners. The wife bailed when it was clear I was not going to be able to support her in the lifestyle to which she had become accustomed. No the only people that might miss me didn't know my real name; they knew me a Teresa, a 40ish attractive transvestite.. I spent the next couple of hours trying to think of who would do this but came up empty.. The leader came into the room and said, "Please come with me." I followed him into the main area of the building. There I saw several boxes, as I got closer I realized that the boxes were full of things from my apartment, including my computer and all of my Teresa stuff.. The leader said, "Well we are seldom surprised after running a check on someone but the crossdressing did take us back." I replied curtly, "My personal habits, however peculiar you may find them, do not justify your holding me prisoner." He replied, "No you are correct, but if you are willing to indulge us by becoming your alter ego, I can arrange a meeting with the person we are working for fairly soon." Puzzled I replied, "What would my dressing as a woman have to do with such a meeting?" He replied stoically,"That will be made clear to you when the meeting takes place." I demanded, "And just when might that be?" He replied, "Tomorrow in the afternoon, business attire would be preferable." I replied, "Perhaps if you have thoroughly gone through my things you would note a distinct lack of business attire." He replied, "We can take care of that." With that I was lead back to the room I had been in, the sofa had been converted to a bed and the other door was open revealing a bathroom.. The leader said, "Try to get some rest; your day will start early tomorrow." Sleep was hard to come by. I tossed and turned most of the night. I was enraged at being held against my will and completely perplexed at who would want to do this to me. But every so often a bit of shame would creep in. These strangers were now privy to my deepest secrets, and tomorrow others would find out. I felt violated. But then other feelings crept into my thoughts. The prospect of dressing for the day got me excited. Fatigue got the better of me and I nodded off at some point. I was wide awake by 6AM. I went into the bathroom and I took a long bath and shaved my whole body. I decided that if I were going out I would try to look my best. There was a bathrobe hanging on the door which I slipped into. While I had bathed all my stuff had been moved into the room. I grabbed my make- up bag and a couple of wigs and went back into the bathroom. I decided on my shoulder length, wavy, blonde wig since I was going for the business woman look. I finished off with medium length eyelashes, small black rimmed eyeglasses, dark red lipstick and nails to match. I attached my life-like breast forms with medical adhesive. I put on a waist- cincher, a lacy white bra, and taupe thigh highs and white panties. I slipped back into the bathrobe and came out of the bathroom. When I came out I saw several business skirt suits hanging on a clothes tree. They were different sizes of two styles, a gray pinstripe and a navy blue. Someone must have studied the sizes of the clothes I had, because these suits were about right. I was so enthralled with the process of getting enfemme, I almost forgot where I was and why I was doing it. That ended abruptly with a knock on the door.. I said, "Come in." Immediately I noticed I used my feminine voice. As the big black one entered with a tray of coffee and pastries, he stopped and looked surprised, no shocked. I then realized I hadn't tied the belt of the robe, so he caught a glimpse of my underwear. . He stammered a bit and finally said, "We will be leaving in about an hour, err sir?" I barked, "You can call me Miss, today!" I needed the coffee badly, but just nibbled on a pastry. I reflected on the way I had spoken to the big black guy. I used my feminine voice but was assertive in tone. My Teresa alter ego is much more assertive, sassy and in your face than my male persona. Maybe that is an emotional need that my male personality can't seem to fulfill, or maybe it is just that for those brief moments when I am Teresa, she can act as she pleases and there are no long term repercussions of her behavior. It occurred to me that Teresa might well be better equipped to deal with this nightmare than Terence. I chose the gray suit and picked the size skirt that was a little above my knee and 3" black pointed toe heels. My blouse was white satin and sheer but sufficiently opaque to hide my rack. I picked the jacket that was a size larger than the skirt. I wore a cameo on a black ribbon that concealed my Adam's apple and small gold hoop earrings, a gold knock off Rolex and some costume jewelry rings. It was just about 9AM and there was another knock on the door, a voice that sounded like the leader said, "Are you ready Miss?" I grabbed my purse and opened the door and walked out and said, "Ready for what, if I might ask?" The leader looked me up and down and replied, "Ready fora drive to Manhattan Miss!." Oh crap I thought that's at least four hours before I find out anything.. We piled into the Explorer, in the same seats as yesterday. It was a dreary early spring morning with a persistent mist. Given my talkative companions the back and forth windshield wipers was the only sound to be heard. They chose to dive on secondary highways which surprised me. I said, "We could be making better time on the Mass Pike." The leader replied, "We prefer to avoid toll roads so as not to leave a record of this trip." More secrecy, so to make conversation I said, "So do you guys have names?" The leader responded, "You can call me Doc, the driver is Grumpy and Happy is in the back seat with you." Not missing a beat I replied, "And the other four dwarfs? Doc replied, "Oh they are doing other tasks at the moment." Exasperated I said, "Well it would be a break in the tedium if you could at least whistle while you work!" Happy cracked a slight smile. Again with little to do other than think, I marveled at my situation. Dressed as a gurl and looking as good as I ever have, all alone with three testosterone filled males; this would have been the stuff of an erotic fantasy the day before yesterday. Unlike some trannies that are totally hetero, I progressed from dressing in private, to dressing in public, to seeking male admiration, to seeking male companionship. After about an hour of trying to figure myself out I felt like a smoke. My male side doesn't smoke but my female side does. I found my purse and pulled out a cigarette and a lighter. Happy said, "Sorry Miss there is no smoking in the vehicle." I smiled and with total disdain lit the cigarette, inhaled deeply and blew the smoke in his direction. Doc turned around and gave me a disapproving look. I smiled sweetly and said, "So call the police, I would love to speak with them." He grimaced but said nothing in response. It seemed like an eternity on the road. About two hours into the trip I noticed Happy sneaking peeks, so to amuse myself I kept glancing over at him trying to catch him leering, but I had no success. Finally, in frustration I pulled up my skirt to show a great deal of thigh, this time I caught him looking, and I flashed a big smile. Since he is black I couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or not. I had to settle for these little moments of control since in the grand scheme of things I was utterly powerless. But somewhere while lost in my thoughts on the drive I had to admit I was enjoying being the gurl with these hunks of men. About two hours in to the trip we were on the Connecticut Turnpike north of New Haven, I said, "Are we planning to stop for gas soon?" Doc replied, "This vehicle is equipped with an extra-large fuel tank." I frowned and replied, "Well that's nice but I am not and I need to pee!" As was now becoming routine, these guys never did the expected, instead of pulling in the next service plaza, the exited in highway and pulled into a dingy little gas station. Happy escorted me to the so called bathrooms, while Doc went and got the key from the attendant. Doc told Happy to wait and walked back to the Explorer. Happy unlocked the door and held it open. I squeezed past him and turned and said, "Aren't you going to come in and guard me? I would really like that." He shook his head no. Looking disappointed I replied, "Oh that's too bad; I thought maybe we would have time for a quickee." He unceremoniously closed the door. The bathroom was hideous; I wasted no time, did my business and got out of there. Back in the Explorer, Happy stared out his window for the rest of the trip. Eventually we worked our way into Manhattan, and pulled up to the Grand Hyatt. Doc and Happy got out and escorted me into the glitzy lobby. Doc stopped at the front desk and they gave him an envelope. Then we went to the elevator bank and rode up to one of the upper floors. Doc took a card key from the envelope and we entered the room. Happy stayed outside. Doc opened the connecting door to the adjoining room but its door was still closed. Doc looked at me and said, "In a few moments someone will walk through the connecting door and you will be told what this is all about." I replied, "Well that's a relief, but why did I need to dress like this?" Doc actually smiled and said, "Terence Morris cannot be seen with the person that arranged this, plus from my point of view dressing as you are was not exactly a burden, in fact you seemed to enjoy it." I frowned, Doc hit a little too close to home. He continued, "I will be just outside the door." As he left I heard the connecting door open, I turned and to my astonishment saw my old friend and Grad School classmate Sagar Kapadia. He stopped and stared, open mouthed, and then said, "Terry is that really you?" I replied, "It is indeed Saggy, now what in hell is going on!." Saggy still looked at be in disbelief and said, "The transformation is just unbelievable." Irritated I replied, "No what is fucking unbelievable is that you had me kidnapped?" He looked down and without lifting his eyes said, "It was a very difficult decision, you were my first friend in the US, but it came down to a question of my freedom or yours." Incredulous, I said, "How could that be?" He replied, "Do you remember seeing me at the Four Seasons in Boston last year? I replied, "Yes I do! but you practically ignored me, I was pissed; but figured you are the world class venture capitalist and couldn't be bothered with a down on his luck CPA." He replied, "No the problem was you were having lunch with Paul Clevinger, the Chief Financial Officer of Bionome." "So what! Paul and I were partners in the same firm for a while. Boy he sure has a lot of problems now with the indictment. You were lucky to get out of that one before the shit hit the fan." Saggy smiled and said, "Luck had nothing to do with it!." The light bulb appeared over my head and I said, "Paul tipped you off." Saggy replied, "He did; that very day, I was extremely careful, it was done in person, no documents, phone calls, no record of my trip to Boston. But now to save his own skin, Paul is trying to make a deal for a lighter sentence by giving them me. Right now it is his word against mine." I nodded and said, "And I am the only one that could put you two together and corroborate Paul's version." He replied, "Correct! So either I deny you your freedom or I lose mine." Angered I replied, "What gives you the right to take my life away?" He replied, "I have no right at all, but I do have the power to do it. In my opinion, my life, my freedom is worth more than yours." I shot back. "Easy for you to say!" He went on, "To be blunt Terry, it would have been easier to have you killed but I couldn't bring myself to have an old friend murdered because of my greed." Sarcastically I replied, "Well thank you for that at least! you could have offered me an obscene amount of money for my silence." He laughed and said, "No, I know you too well, and you are the most ethical person I have ever known; in the end you would have told the truth, no matter what." He was right about that, reluctantly I asked, "So what happens now?" Saggy replied, "We are working on several options, but haven't made a decision." I responded, "Since it is my life we are talking about perhaps I can be part of the discussion?" Saggy replied, "Since I am sending you to Purgatory to avoid me going to Hell, I think I owe you that much." With that he walked back through the connecting door.. I just stood and stared out the window; lost in my thoughts when Doc walked through the connecting door with a tray of sandwiches, chips and sparkling water. He looked at me and said, "Are you hungry?" I replied, "I guess I am." These were left over from the meeting next door. Mindlessly I asked, "What meeting was that?" Doc said, "Believe it or not he was being interviewed by investigators from the Securities and Exchange Commission!." I couldn't help myself as I laughed and replied, "Oh I believe it he always enjoys taking risks, he must have delighted in having me right under their noses." Doc nodded and replied, "Now you know the reason you are dressed the way you are." I munched on a ham salad sandwich, and after finishing chewing I said, "Doc, now I know the reason for all of this, but I still can't get my head around where it goes from here." Doc shrugged his shoulders and said, "I am not a big picture guy, where it goes from here for me is back downstairs, into the car and back to Boston." I finished my sandwich and water, freshened my makeup and Doc, Happy, and I rode down to the lobby, we walked through the lobby, and got in the Explorer, this time Happy was in front and Doc was in back with me. . Doc was in his late thirties or early forties, about 6 feet tall, and very buff, He was clean shaven with short cropped hair. He carried himself like an ex-military type. He was clearly the brains of the outfit. He was also unfailingly polite, and quite macho. Clearly if I was to enjoy this imprisonment, Doc would need to be the one I would need to seduce.. As we drove in silence my thought drifted back to my situation. I was still lost in my thoughts as we drove into Connecticut. Saggy had a wife and 3 children and had built a corporate empire employing thousands and me: I was a failure at business, a failure at relationships, and to be honest what many would consider a pervert. Yes he had said it was his opinion that his freedom was worth more than mine, but in reality nobody but me would disagree. As we drove on by the time we reached Hartford, even I was beginning to think his view had some merit.. Doc finally broke the silence and said, "While I don't know what happens next, I can say that you will have considerably more latitude dressed as you are. There has been a subpoena issued for you, the US Attorney's office wants to question you, we need to make sure they don't find you.." I thought for a moment and said, "A careful choice of words Doc, latitude; not freedom, but I understand the premise and I suppose you are correct" . I continued, "But if I am going to spend a lot more time like this we are going to need to do some serious shopping." Doc grimaced. He replied, "When we get back my superior will be there to go over a few things." I responded, "Which dwarf is he?" Doc said, "He is not a dwarf, we call him name Frodo." I grinned and said, "Really, a hobbit I didn't think dwarfs and hobbits got along well." Doc replied, "I didn't say we did." We arrived back about 7PM, Frodo introduced himself to me, and I excused myself momentarily to freshen up. I went into the bathroom and washed my face and hands, shaved off the day's growth and re applied my make- up. There was a knock on the door and Doc said, "Happy is going out for Chinese, anything in particular you want?" I responded, "General Gao's chicken, and a beer." I came out of the room, still dressed as I had been except I wasn't wearing the jacket. Frodo had been a busy Hobbit. He had composed a heartfelt email to my friends and family about how I need to get away and rediscover myself and I would be out of touch for a while but would let everyone know how to reach me real soon. He had also composed an email to a CPA that I worked with from time to time asking that he take over my clients for the time being, and had prepared a power of attorney and a letter of instructions that gave my lawyer the ability to sublet my apartment, store my furniture and sell my car. All in all a very thorough job!. Frodo was a nerd not at all like the dwarfs. They all came across as ex- Navy Seals. He seemed like a refugee form the Big Bang Theory. I could see why there would be some antagonism.. Happy came back with the food and I realized just how hungry I was. After dinner I reviewed all the material Frodo had prepared, I made a few corrections, deleted some names that really weren't friends or family, just contacts. I said, "Mr. Frodo, once I send the messages and sign these documents you could do anything you want to me and no one would be the wiser." He replied, "Yes, that is true, but that is not the plan." I said, "Oh! So there is a plan?" He replied, "Not a complete plan, but a start, tomorrow we will move you to a house in Ogunquit, Maine. There will be dwarfs on duty 24 7. As long as you are dressed as a woman, and accompanied by a dwarf, you will be allowed to come and go as you please but you may not return to Boston or visit New York." I replied, "OK I guess; what happens after that?" Frodo replied, "My superior and the client have not yet made that determination." I replied, "And your superior is? He looked perturbed but answered. "Oz." Laughing I asked, "The wizard?" Frodo didn't respond. I signed the documents and he took my laptop saying, "These messages will be sent from a location close to your apartment in case they authorities try to trace the IP address. I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag and exhaled and said, "Well he is a really fun guy!" Doc and Happy laughed. I said, "Happy I need another beer." He handed me a cold Tsingtao saying, 'Here you go Miss." I took a swig and said, "Well it has been one hell of a day!! but tomorrow will be better." Doc looked at me strangely and said, "Given what you have been through, I guess I could see where you might think it can only get better, but I am surprised by your optimism." I took another swig of the beer, laughed, shot Doc a come hither look and said, "I am a gurl off on vacation with three macho men; hope springs eternal! Oh and leave extra time in the schedule, to get to Ogunquit we have to drive through all those outlet stores in Kittery, I intend to do some serious shopping."

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Late Bloomers Syndrome

Late Bloomers Syndrome Dr. Liam Large New York, NY Abstract Frequency of Delayed Puberty commonly known as Late Bloomers Syndrome has been on the rise in recent decades. By examining the diets and day to day activities of the selected volunteers, we can better understand the dangers and possibly correct the imbalances that the population experiences that will lead to a more stabilized society. Introduction Delayed Puberty is simply defined as puberty that occurs outside of the age range between...

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Wisemans Syndrome Phenomenon

Many people blamed the Solar Eclipse that happened in August 1999, while others blamed the strange Phenomenon as an act of God. Even the poor Russians and the Chinese didn't escape blame. The first documented case of this Phenomenon did not occur until 13 years later, October 2012 when a young boy aged just 12 years old was brought to the Accident and Emergency department of a UK hospital experiencing severe pain in his stomach area and for the previous few days he was passing blood in...

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The Sampson Syndrome Part 4

Sampson Syndrome IV Following Doctor's Orders He had to be careful not to snag the delicate fabric on his rough skin. Just as Sandi had figured, he walked very easily in both heels. Johnny admitted that having gotten used to wearing one heel and the cast had prepared him for this moment. Sandi spotted a nail salon as she was leaving the office building. She suggested that they stop there and have a pedicure. Johnny immediately balked at the suggestion. "We can wait until we...

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Stockholm Story

Arlanda Airport, Stockholm. You must walk for miles to reach any destination. It gets especially inconvenient when you finally find your bag among hundreds of similar ones. I’ve heard airports in London or NYC were even worse, but they are yet for me to discover. I’ve been to Arlanda for a few times already and always had problems. I wish my boyfriend was with me to help me out. Oh, well, I’ve just dumped him. I had my reasons to do so, and these reasons were strong enough to dump him two days...

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Stockholm revisited

A long work of both truth and fantasy for KayHaving got the green light on a renewal of a new contract it was time to get it signed off, this time it was decided that Kay would come with me for the trip so we could spend the weekend just chilling out away from home.Once in Stockholm we made our way to the hotel where I had used some of my rewards points to get a small suite, having been shown up to the suite I changed into my suit and told Kay I should only be about two or three hours . Kay...

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Stockholm revisited

Kay faced away from me and handed me the shower gel, placing a large amount of gel in my hands I started to soap Kay’s back working from the top downwards to her butt. Kay sighed slightly when she turned to face me and told me to soap her breasts, as I started to work on her breasts Kay’s left hand suddenly wrapped around my cock while her right hand was working her own pussy. Kay removed her hand from between her legs and started to rub the head of my cock up and down her soapy slit, come on...

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Full Moon Syndrome final edit

"a bully took my backpack" he said through his tears. I smiled secretly I had faced a similar problem when I was his age. "Well I don't see why would do that" I told him. "You seem to be a very nice kid" he looked up. I smiled at him. He smiled back. I held out my hand to help him up. He took it, his soft skin felt amazing. I pulled him up. "What's your name?" I asked him. He hastily wiped away his tears "Cedric" he told me I let go of his hand "Well Cedric" I said still...

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Full Moon Syndrome

His name was Cedric, he was thirteen had tan skin, dark brown wavy hair, and eyes as blue as the ocean, he had a girlish figure, and a soft voice, Cedric was always trusting, especially of me, I was like an older brother to him, I'm sorry I've gotten ahead of myself. My name is Yan, I am a German American with Blonde hair, eyes the color of Cyan, and a slightly muscular body, strong from years of track, now where was I? Oh yes. Cedric was always trusting of me; he looked up to me like...

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MAU Typhoid Mary Syndrome

Author's notes: I've watched the evolution of MAU with mixed emotions. On the one hand, it's been quite popular for authors, which is rewarding to watch. On the other, well, one thing I really didn't want to create was a universe based on fantasy, and I hoped the rules would help contain that. Unfortunately, my fears have been realized as stories have strayed into the fantastic and beyond. I could be like Bill with SRU and consider anything not by me to be non-canon. I could close...

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The Sampson Syndrome Part 3

Healing With Heels Sandi had remembered the specialist's remark regarding her husband. "She should wear high heals for a couple of months to promote healing." Sandi was determined to follow the doctor's advice to the letter. That afternoon she entered Johnny's room carrying a shoe box. "How's my baby?" she opened as usual. "Are you ready to come home and share a bed with me?" "More than ready! I see Mary told you about the shoes." He nodded towards the box. "Isn't it lucky we...

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Full Moon Syndrome 2 Jans Toybox and Cedrics Pleasur

I stared blankly at cedric’s smiling face. He looked so cute half asleep, I couldn’t help myself the full moon was still in the morning sky… I kissed him, our tongues dancing inside each others mouths. It was turning me on so much, through sheer force of will I stopped kissing him and managed to choke out. “so… uh… how’d you sleep?” I asked him fearfully. “I slept great” he said. “uh Cedric, listen…” I began but what he said totally blew my mind (and made me horny automatically)...

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Fifty shades of Stolkholm syndrome chapter 2 Th

Helen got home and ran up the drive way excited, to see her parents. Her father sat in his chair pipe in hand and cloth cap looking grimly at her with a large black pudding in his hands, “Eee by Gum a what news have you today?” he said in the least convincing Lancashire accent since Wallace and Gromit got lost there and tried not to stand out.“Oh dad stop trying to be Northern” Helen said “What but our roots are ‘up north we have worked for generations as …”“As chartered accountants, face it we...

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Acquired Asylum Syndrome

Usual disclaimers apply: Characters property of DC Comics Inc, don't read this unless you're a consenting adult, etc., etc. If you read on you're accepting you know the drill. Acquired Asylum Syndrome By S18 PART 1 Their names were Raynor and Potkin, but that was barely relevant. The pertinent details - both over six foot, each weighing in at between two-twenty and two-forty pounds and sharing an IQ that didn't have pretensions to three digits - told Batgirl that she...

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The Janus Syndrome

Disclaimer- I don't own Hellsing or any of the characters from it. Warnings - AU, graphic ftm themes, spoilers for the manga. The Janus Syndrome By A Guy Named Goo Beta'd by Thess London had become so unrecognizable and alien to Seras in past few months that she actually welcomed the chilly rain that decided to fall as she ran. Her feet splashing in the growing puddles on the cracked sidewalks and conspicuously empty roads, the spray in her face that should have been...

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Sudden Male Feminization Syndrome

Hey, whoever's reading this. I'm not much of a story-teller, but I have got a story to tell. First off, my name's Jane. It used to be Joe, then it was Jo for a little while, and that's pretty much what this is all about. I was a pretty depressed little boy. My parents watched sports and my brother played them. At school, all the boys wanted to be professional athletes and all the girls wanted to be performers or didn't have the self-awareness to consider the future at all. All but...

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Vargas Syndrome

"What the hell is Vargas' Syndrome? Is that one of those new psychiatric disorders where the guy can claim he's the victim of a mental disease and try to walk free? I hate those bastards." "Well, no. It's not a recognized description of a disease at all. The term is being used informally to describe people who are obsessed with impregnating women. There's a writer on various web sites that cater to readers of sexually oriented fiction who goes by the name of Homer Vargas. I'm not sure...

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Stockholm Story part 3

I woke up on my stomach, hugging a pillow instead of my lover. The air-conditioning system’s effort smooched my naked ass. Sheesh, too cold. I was just about to open my eyes and automatically cover my flesh with a quilt, when a fundamental issue emerged in my mind. ‘Why was I ever mooning?’ The next question was only the consequence of the first one, as the slowly appearing sparkles of consciousness informed me about my nightshirt scrolled up to armpits. ‘What happened?’ Quiet moans, the...

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Stockholm Story part 3

I woke up on my stomach, hugging a pillow instead of my lover. The air-conditioning system's effort smooched my naked ass. Sheesh, too cold. I was just about to open my eyes and automatically cover my flesh with a quilt, when a fundamental issue emerged in my mind. "Why was I ever mooning?" The next question was only the consequence of the first one, as the slowly appearing sparkles of consciousness informed me about my nightshirt scrolled up to armpits. "What happened?" Quiet moans, the...

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Stockholm Part 2

Madame X awoke the next morning, eager to go play with her new slave. She looked into the surveillance monitors from Katie’s room and smiled as the girl stood there helplessly. The dominatrix already had the cameras from filming porn, and she thought it would be a good idea to install them so that she could keep an eye on her hostage while she wasn’t around. “Good morning, Katie,” Madame X said as she walked into the cell. “Did you get any sleep last night?” The captive shook her...

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Stockholm Part 3

Madame X woke up the next morning and looked at her slave on the monitor. She was tired of waiting for Katie to submit. She wanted her now! She lusted after the girl with a passion that she had never felt before, and she was sick of playing games. She was determined to break her captive today. There was something that she had hidden away that she knew would do it, but she really didn’t want to use it. The dominatrix exhaled deeply and grudgingly took it out of the closet. She felt that she...

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Stockholm Part 4

The next morning, Madame X opened up the cell door and set Katie’s breakfast down on the dresser. The girl was so tired that she didn’t even wake up when her mistress walked in, so the woman sat down on the bed and kissed her slave on the forehead to awaken her. The captive opened her eyes and smiled up at the woman she had come to lust after. “Good morning, sweetie,” the dominatrix said. “Did you sleep well?” “Good morning, Mistress. Yes, I slept very well. Thank you, Mistress.” “Me...

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Stockholm Part 1

About three years ago, Madame X started filming pornography in her basement. She would typically bring in a girl, tie her up, whip her, strangle her, fuck her, and do whatever else she pleased. Madame X quickly developed a good reputation in the adult film industry for shooting very realistic BDSM material. Torturing the girls turned her on so much, but she always wondered what it would be like to really do the things she did to the models. The thought sent warm shivers through her body...

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Abducted

Janet and Jay were devoted lovers but one fateful day Janet.... Abducted by Janet Baker Ah, life is good. Six months ago I had my SRS surgery and I've been living as the woman I am. For many years I knew that I was a woman but born into a male body. In my teens I started hormone therapy, started living as a female teen, and when I reached the accepted age for SRS I underwent the procedure. Month followed month of recovery, with much dilation and some pain, but it was all worth it. I...

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Kate Abducted

Kate Abducted - Part 1 ======================"Kate you're fired!" yelled a voice across the call centre startling Kate who'd just slipped back into the room after a slightly longer than allowed cigarette break."But Steve!" she exclaimed, shuffling towards her desk, "It makes my voice more sexy.""That's the fourth break you've had this morning, three too many!  You're out!" he shouted, striding angrily across the room and blocking Sarah's path.Kate surveyed the room for allies but saw only the...

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Abducted

Janet and Jay were devoted lovers but one fateful day Janet?.Abducted by Janet BakerAh, life is good. Six months ago I had my SRS surgery and I've been living as the woman I am. For many years I knew that I was a woman but born into a male body. In my teens I started hormone therapy, started living as a female teen, and when I reached the accepted age for SRS I underwent the procedure. Month followed month of recovery, with much dilation and some pain, but it was all worth it. I emerged as a...

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Abducted

Mom and I had made good time on our drive from Silicon Valley to the Sierra, and had arrived at the secluded campground just on the California side of Lake Tahoe with plenty of daylight left. Our tent was up and our sleeping bags were rolled out, our cooking gear and our food supplies were squared away, and we'd built a small fire just as the last blush of sunset was fading into the jagged black outline of trees against sky. We were the only people in the campground, and the silence and...

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Stockholm Part 5

The next morning, Madame X woke up Katie as she entered the room. “Good morning, honey,” the woman whispered in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. The captive smiled. “Good morning, Mistress.” The dominatrix knew this would be their last day together, and she wanted it to be special. She pulled off the covers and climbed on top of her, slipping her soft, wet tongue between the girl’s lips and feeling the submissive gently massaging the woman’s tongue with hers. Madame X...

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I Dominus Stendhal Syndrome Part Two of Two

Continued from part one ~ At eight pm. sharp, I buzzed Olivia into my building. The loud buzz, and metallic click of the lock releasing, made her jump with a start. She checked herself in the mirrors on the interior of the elevator one last time and took a deep breath. When she reached my door, she hesitated to knock. As much as she was anticipating the new experience, not knowing what to expect made her understandably uneasy. A small part of her still wondered if she was about to make a...

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I Dominus Stendhal Syndrome Part One of Two

"I'm so nervous," Olivia confessed to Janet as she reached for the glass of wine that her friend had poured for her. Janet smiled and shook her head as she replied, "No need to be nervous, Olivia. We're only going to discuss the possibility. You don't have to make a decision tonight, or any time soon for that matter. When you are ready, I'll introduce you to whom you choose." This would be new territory for Olivia. She had agreed to the possibility of a kink date with one of Janet's...

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Stockholm Fuckery

Your name is Everett Woods, 21 years old and a 4th year college senior. A part time worker at your local cafe near your apartment studio. Currently living with a flatmate named Oliver Poppers to share the studio's rent and a fellow senior. Although Oliver has been living in a separate house -Frat House- he always comes by whenever there's barely anything to do and borrows your gaming platforms and chill to watch a movie or two. At first, he barely bothered to do anything besides laze around....

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Stockholm Sissydom

"Go back into the bathroom," she demanded, "I told you to shave." "But I did," I protested meekly as I could (best not brave being too forceful), "I shaved my legs and armpits like you asked. Even my chest. I'm hairless I promise." She stood up from the bed. Had I angered her? Her six-inch stilettos clicked on the tile as she walked across the floor. Extending a long red painted nail, she prodded me in my pubic hair right above my penis. "This is unruly. It's like a 1970s hippie...

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Stockholm in 1940 4

Chapter 4 Deeply shocked and scared at what was happening to Richard and could easily still happen she quickly pulled her anorak hood around her face, determined despite the highly probable danger of being arrested by anyone, to follow them at a distance when the German's staff car which had been slowly following the group suddenly stopped. Katya immediately turned into a dark side alley then carefully peeking round the corner, saw all three Germans getting into the car...

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Stockholm

At a quarter till six, dusk was already falling. Brian was walking Cassie home from the ball field where her daughter had just played. Cassie and Nicci were kind of new in the town and Nicci had gone home to spend the night with her own new friend. She only lived a block away but he really wanted to spend more time with her. They were laughing a little self consciously, the way two people do when they are first getting to be comfortable with each other. They didn't notice anything out of the...

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Stockholm

Sophie slowly came to her senses; her memory was hazy and she could not remember why see was here. As thoughts began to re-enter her head Sophie realised that her eyes were closed but despite her best efforts it seemed like they were glued shut. In fact her how body seemed to be frozen to the surface upon which she lay, nothing would move. Normally a discovery like this would have scared Sophie silly (as you would expect it to) but this was not the case; she stayed calm and relaxed almost as...

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The Sampson Syndrome Part 6

A Different Kind of TV Star It was late in the evening when Johnny awoke. He found Sandi and Mary staring down at him. Both of the women had discovered the mistake made which resulted in Johnny receiving permanent makeup. Mary had already explained to Sandi that the procedures were irreversible. While Johnny was still sleeping, Sandi had cut his hair evenly giving him a sexy shoulder length do. Sandi had asked Mary about the dangers of cutting his hair. Mary looked at the sleeping...

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