Kept in the Dark
sbf; cons; X
|
Sally
couldn't believe that she, a woman in her late thirties, (well, forty two),
had become addicted to tying herself up. She had experimented when
she was a teenager, but she hadn't done it again until a few months ago,
just after her latest unsatisfactory relationship had ended. At first she
used loops of rope that she could just slip her hands out of, but she quickly
moved on to more secure ties. She had a close call during one of
her early adventures, when she put her hands through a noose tied to a
hook in the ceiling. She'd misjudged the length of the rope; when
she kicked away the chair her feet just touched the ground and her weight
pulled the loop around her wrists so tight that she couldn't force it open.
If she hadn't been able to reach the chair with her foot she never would
have been able to get herself loose. |
Loneliness Suspended
sbf; suspension; cons; XX |
It
was up to me to decide how I could make my life more interesting!
Whatever I did would have to be something I could do alone. Study?
I was already doing that. Sports? Not team sports, but I could work
out, run, and ride my bicycle. Sex? I had never really considered
this as a solo activity, but it was certainly worth trying. That
evening I went to my room right after dinner, determined to obtain sexual
gratification. There was never any doubt about the fantasy I would use
when I masturbated. Even when I was a little girl I had always wanted
to be the captive roped to the tree during our games of cowboys and Indians.
When I was in the sixth grade another girl and I tied each other up.
We started by taking turns, but we quickly found out that she liked to
do the tying and I liked to be the tie-ee. Being helpless caused
me to have strong feelings that I didn't understand then. We did
this almost every week for months, but then her family moved away and I
never did anything like this again. |
Kristen's Story
Igor & Ivan
sbf; bondage; reluct/cons; X
|
I've
never liked using police-type handcuffs. I like to struggle, and
handcuffs can produce some nasty bruises. Also, one time I'd fallen
on a cuff and it got really tight. By the time I got loose my hand
was purple, and I was lucky that I didn't get some permanent damage. I
based the design of my new restraints on medieval bilboes, which are U-shaped
metal straps with holes near the open end of the U. The strap is
slid over a wrist or ankle and held in place by a bar that goes through
the holes. In olden times both wrists, both ankles, or all four were
attached to the same bar, (I'm going to try that some time), but mine were
going to be closed by separate bolts. |
Kristen's Story
The Bilbo
(Sequel to Igor&Ivan)
sbf; bondage; cons; X
|
I
was on my back doing my dead cockroach imitation when I heard glass breaking
in the living room and a minute later someone was running towards me.
I tried to reach the phone, but I was in a bad position and it was grabbed
up before I could even roll over. I was pushed onto my side facing
the wall, and a gloved hand was over my mouth. A voice whispered in my
ear, "I'm the only one who would hear you scream, and I'd be so annoyed
that I'd seal your mouth shut with tape. Am I going to have to do
that?" |
Kristen's Story
Kristen in Custody
(Sequel to 'The Bilbo')
F/f; bondage; cons/nc; XX |
"Joan,
you must be crazy! I can't possibly do that."
"Why not, Kristen?
You like to run around outside naked and chained."
"Yes, but that's
in the summer. There's snow on the ground now!"
"But it's melting.
The air temperature is over 40. To somebody from Minnesota that's
shirt-sleeve weather."
"Yeah, but it's
not bare-assed naked weather."
"OK, Kristen.
But if I had lost the bet I would have done what you told me to do."
That made me stop and think. Joan and her sister Jane were the closest
friends I'd made since I moved to northern Arizona. That they were
interested in bondage games was a bonus, and I didn't want to do anything
to strain our friendship. "Tell me again what you want me to do." |
Kristen's Story
Ghosts of Kristen's past
(Sequel to Kristen in Custody)
MF/f; bondage; cons/nc; XX |
He
carried Kristen into the bedroom and helped her stand next to the bed.
He pulled her tee shirt over her head and bunched it around her wrists,
and then pushed her onto the bed. He quickly undressed and
lay next to her and resumed his kissing and caressing of her body.
Kristen was flushed and panting, and when he stroked her clit she
moaned and spread her knees. Jim paused to roll on a condom
and then he entered her. Three thrusts later Kristen screamed
and bucked, and she came again when Jim had his climax. |
Kristen's Story
Kristen & the Moot Court
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
bondage; reluct; X
|
When
I heard this a feeling of impending doom swept over me. I asked,
"What does Joan have to do with the moot court? She's in the Psychology
Department." "Didn't she explain? She's the graduate assistant for
the incarceration study, and you'll be one of her prisoners if you're convicted.
It was her idea to combine the moot court trial with the incarceration
study because she felt it would be more realistic than just sending the
subjects to prison directly." I was frightened now, and my voice shook
when I exclaimed, "I can't believe this! She never told me anything
about being a prisoner! What is this incarceration study, anyway?" |
Kristen Finds a Job
M/f; F/f; bond; bdsm; kidnap; slave; boxed; gag; cons/nc; X |
Kristen had her spirits raised when she finally landed a job as a diesel mechanic, but she soon found out it paid 'slaves' wages... |
The Arts Conference
MF/f; bondage; n/c; XX
|
When
Persephone returned Robert resumed work. The session was productive
and he was pleased. Just before dinner time Alice knocked on the
studio door, and when Robert opened it she said, "Robert, you have a phone
call at the front desk. They said it was important." As soon as Robert
was out of sight Alice entered the studio. She said to Persephone,
"Get up. Robert has appointed me to take care of you when you're
not modelling." She helped Persephone to stand up and draped the
robe over her shoulders. Alice looked out the door, and when she
saw that the hallway was empty she hurried Persephone down it and through
a door that opened onto a narrow back stairway. |
Persons of Principle
M/f; bondage; kidnapping; cons; X
|
It
was noontime on the State University campus, and in the quad demonstrators
were marching. Today it was the turn of the Womyn's Pacifist Conference.
The WPC had a card table set up to hold literature, and maybe a dozen women
were parading with signs that said such things as "Might is Never Right",
"Stop the Bombing", and "Negotiate, Don't Militate". A middle-aged
campus cop placidly watched, but most of the students ignored the whole
thing. A van drove onto the quad and parked close to the WPC's table.
On the van's door was the university seal and the words, 'School of Broadcast
Journalism'. Two young men left the van and came over to the table.
One was carrying a wireless microphone and the other had a video camera
on his shoulder. |
The Gold Mine
Part 1
part 2
part 3
M/f; bondage; kidnap; slave; n/c; XXX
|
Sarah
never thought that her devotion to the Earth might cause her death.
She was in the mountains of southern Colorado where, she passionately believed,
the land had been ravaged by man's greed for gold. She and her fellow
members of the Sequoia Club had decided to put a stop to the plundering
of Nature. Sarah was on a solo scouting trip to determine the worst
offenders; then she and her friends in the club would bring the ravagers
to justice. She had left her home in Albuquerque and driven to a
trailhead north of Pagosa Springs, and after a few uneventful days on the
trail she reached this mine, the first of many on her list. The mine site
was surrounded by a three-strand barbed wire fence. Every fifty feet
or so there was sign attached to the fence that said: 'No Trespassing -
Ishtar Mining Company'. Sarah ignored the signs. |
Frontier Days
M/f; bondage; cons; X
|
Barbara
paused to tuck in her breasts a bit and then followed Sue out the back
door. She stopped in astonishment when she saw the float, which was
built on a flat-bed trailer. The back half of the trailer was surrounded
by bars to form a jail cell, and the other half had a roll-top desk and
a sign that said 'Sheriff'. Sue and a heavy-set man with a gunbelt,
white cowboy hat, and a large silver star on his chest stood next to the
desk. The coeds were in the cell. There was a short stepladder next
to the 'office' and Barbara climbed the steps. The sheriff leaned
over and took her hand and pulled her onto the float. Barbara looked
at the coeds; something was different. She jumped when she heard
clicking and felt something on her wrists. The sheriff had handcuffed
her! |
Monkey Business
M/f; Apes/f; kidnap; bondage; n/c; apes; XXX
|
The
plane landed smoothly on the gravel airstrip and taxied to a stop in front
of a 'terminal' that was only a corrugated steel roof covering a wooden
bench. Janet climbed out of the plane and the hot, humid air made
her glad that she was wearing shorts and a sleeveless blouse. She
heard a chorus of quiet whistles and saw three soldiers standing in the
shadow cast by the terminal roof. All of the men were dressed in
jungle camouflage and had M16 rifles slung over their shoulders, and they
weren't concealing their admiration of her voluptuous figure. Janet
was used to this kind of attention, and it made her feel more at ease.
Men were all the same, no matter where they lived. |
Banker's Hours
F/f; bondage; torture; n/c; XX
|
Heather
closed the office door and sat next to Aileen's desk. She said, "I've
been studying photography, and I want to take pictures like this."
She handed some photos to Aileen. Aileen glanced at the photos. They
weren't glossy prints; they looked like they were done with a computer.
Then Aileen took a closer look, and was shocked when she realized that
most of the photos showed nude oriental women, bound in many strands of
coarse rope. All of the women were tightly tied, and many were suspended
in painful positions. Aileen asked, "Did you take these?" "No, I got them
off the Internet. I have a new digital camera, but before I can take
my own pictures I need a model. That's where you come in." "You must
be insane. I'd never pose for this kind of thing." |
Foreclosure
part 1
part 2
Part 3
MF/f; bondage; prisoner; n/c; XX
|
The
patrol car drove into town and parked in front of an two-story frame house.
The house was old but well-kept, with apple-green trim and fresh white
paint on the clapboard siding. Part of the yard next to the street had
been paved with bricks and several cars were parked there. Deputy Petersen
opened the door next to Sharon and took hold of her upper arm. She stiffened
her body and made no attempt to get out of the car. She angrily demanded,
"Why are we stopping here? This doesn't look like the police station."
"This is the doctor's office. After a DUI arrest I have to get a blood
sample before I take you to jail." "You can't do this! I don't want to
give a sample!" "You don't have any choice. The law says we can take a
sample whether you like it or not. Please cooperate; it'll make it easier
for everybody." |
The Star Fleet Series
Field Survey
part 1
part 2
Part 3
M/f; futuristic; bondage; slave; n/c; X
|
Sonji
considered her situation. She was chained to the wall of a jail cell. No
one on the ship knew what had happened to her, and even if they did know
they couldn't help her if it violated the First Directive. She was going
to be treated as if she were an actual peasant girl. Sonji felt panic and
then fear. Sixteen years in prison! She would be almost forty when she
finished her sentence. She said to herself, "I'm a Star Fleet officer.
I must be brave!", but the thought of spending her youth in servitude on
a backwater planet was too awful. She started to cry. |
Treed
sbf; gor; fantasy; bondage; cons; X |
Jenny
took off her shoes and dropped them next to the catapult. She walked barefoot
and naked to the tree and picked up the end of the chain. She was breathing
fast, and her nipples were hard. She put the padlock through the last link
of the chain and the collar D-ring, clicked it shut, and fell to the ground.
Her hand went to her clit, and she exploded in an orgasm that seemed to
last forever. Jenny slipped into an erotic daze. She lost track of the
number of orgasms. She continued until she was sore, and when she finally
stopped she was exhausted. She stretched out in the shade of the tree and
fell asleep. |
The Star Fleet Series
The Search
MF/ff; bondage; pony slave; nc/cons; X |
The
sight of the miniature men and their toy-like weapons briefly distracted Erig, and that gave one of the men the time he needed to nock an arrow
and shoot it into her thigh. Erig felt the stab of pain and immediately
pulled the arrow out of her leg. She saw that it had a blunt tip, with
a thorn that extended from it about a centimeter, and that this was all
that had penetrated her skin. She thought, 'That's not a very dangerous
weapon.' But then she realized that her muscles were going limp. She sat
down hard, and fell onto her back. Her immediate reaction was disgust at
her ineptness. She thought, 'I must be spending too much time on the ship
if these midgets can capture me this easily.' |
The Star Fleet Series
The Zealots
MF/f; kidnap; bondage; slave; cons; X |
Mahoon
had found two living bandits; one had an arrow in his thigh and the other
had a sword thrust in his chest. She had stripped the men and tied their
wrists and ankles, and she and Erig moved them about 50 meters apart. They
tied the ankles of the one with the thigh wound to a tree branch so his
head was just above the ground. He groaned as his weight was supported
by his injured leg. Mahoon stayed with this bandit while Erig went to the
other one. Mahoon said to the bandit, "We have some questions, and we're
going to keep asking them until both of you give us the same answers, so
don't bother to lie." There was an agonized scream from the other bandit.
Mahoon sighed, "That Zana. She's so impatient." Mahoon put the sharp
edge of her knife to the base of the bandit's penis and asked, "Did you
use this much? Tell me about the two women who were here about five days
ago." The bandit begged and babbled. He was encouraged by more screams
from
the other bandit. |
The Star Fleet Series
Bride of the Sun God
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
MF/f; bondage; slave; nc/cons; X
|
Thar
made his substantial 'donation' and entered the temple. The room he entered
was vast, with a vaulted ceiling at least twenty meters high. Many oil
lamps mounted on a double row of massive chandeliers dimly lit the room.
This may have been a temple, but it wasn't quiet. Thar had no trouble guessing
the source of the chorus of moans, grunts, and cries. Rows of three-sided
cubicles filled the floor. Some of the cubicles had the unwalled fourth
side closed off by a curtain, but there were plenty of open cubicles to
choose from; Thar picked one at random and stepped up to the opening. Most
of the cubicle's floor space was occupied by a bed, and a very pretty blonde
woman was sitting on it, her long hair cascading down her back. She was
naked, and the bronze collar locked around her neck was connected by a
bronze chain to a ring set into the stone floor.
When she noticed
Thar she smiled. "Hi, sailor. Come on in." She wiggled her shoulders and
made her spherical breasts jiggle.
Thar entered
the cubicle and closed the curtain. The sides of the cubicle were higher
than his head; this provided some privacy. "You're a Sun Priestess?" he
asked. |
Island Adventure
MF/f; bondage; n/c; X |
Carol
was outraged. "You can't do this! You can't chain me up like an animal
just on the word of some witch doctor!" "Chief Tonongo is not only our
hereditary ruler. He is also the elected magistrate. If he finds you guilty
of a crime he can impose a sentence of up to a year's imprisonment if he
wants to. Did you have anything planned for the next year? You could be
staying right here." Carol didn't really believe this was happening to
her. People just didn't dare to treat her like this. "You can't do this!
Untie my hands at once!" |
Transporting Cathy
M/f; kidnap; bondage; n/c; X |
Cathy
looked over the speaker, who appeared to be about fifty. He looked seedy,
even though he was wearing a jacket and tie. His jacket and trousers were
rumpled, and a beer belly covered by a dirty yellow shirt slopped over
his belt. Cathy decided his looks didn't matter if he could push, so she
nodded and turned to face the back of the van. Suddenly the man was behind
her and her left arm was held in an excruciatingly painful armlock. The
man's other hand was across her mouth. He growled, "Get in the van or I'll
break your arm." The door in the side of the van rolled open and Cathy
was propelled inside. The man let go of her mouth and locked a handcuff
around her left wrist. He increased the pressure of the armlock and Cathy
groaned. The man ordered, "Put your hands together." The pain in her arm
increased; Cathy quickly brought her right hand behind her back and the
man locked a cuff around that wrist. He pushed Cathy to the floor and slammed
the door shut. He shouted, "Move it, Lara! Head for the freeway." |
Toll Road
M/f; bondage; n/c; X |
Both
troopers got out of their car and approached the Toyota. Jack walked
up to the driver's side. "Let's see your license, Toots." Melissa handed
him her driver's license. "What's the problem, Officer?" Jack looked
at the license, "I don't know how they do it in Wisconsin, Mel, but
in this state people don't try to evade traffic stops. Get out of
the car." Melissa was confused. She had pulled over as soon as she
could. She protested, "I didn't try to evade." "Shut up." Jack
spun her around and used his hinged handcuffs to fasten her hands behind
her back. He squeezed them very tight. |
Community Service
FF/f; bondage; n/c; X
|
"You're
under arrest for grand theft."
"You can't arrest
me! You're just a store clerk."
"I'm also a
reserve deputy sheriff. I certainly can arrest you." The deputy
squeezed the cuffs until they were snug on Mary's wrists, and then gave
them one more click so they were just too tight. She made a mental
inventory of Mary's assets. Big tits. Narrow waist. Pretty
face. Long, honey-blonde hair. This one was definitely a keeper. |
Community Service - At the Ranch
MF/ff; bond; pony; nc; X |
Alice and Jackie were making a lot of money with their rent-a-slave business, but it all came crashing to a halt when they blackmailed the
wrong girl and her father decided some retribution was in order. Now they're on the wrong end of the whip; ponygirls pulling a cart, perhaps
for years to come. |
Test Day at the Ranch
MF/ff; bond; pony; bdsm; outdoors; nc; XX |
Dusty entered my stall. He unlocked the padlock that held the chain to my collar and untied my reins from the ring. He led me into the main part of the barn and hitched me to the cart. Jackie was already hitched to it, and he put me beside her. Jackie has really changed. She was fat when we got here, but now she has a gorgeous figure. It's not skinny, like the Playboy centerfolds. She looks more like the classic pin-ups, such as Betty Page. |
The Star Fleet Series
Traditional Ceremony
Part
1 : Part 2
MM/ffff; bondage; kidnap;
cons; X |
Lieutenant
Pami Erig, the bravest field surveyor in the Star Fleet Survey Service,
was running for her life. She was also cursing her bad luck. She had been
waiting for night in her carefully concealed camp when a call of nature
made her move into some nearby bushes. Too late, she saw a group of at
least thirty savages moving quietly down a dry stream bed less than 50
meters from where she was squatting. Even then she would have probably
escaped detection, but one of the warriors, evidently answering his own
call, moved directly toward her. She froze, hoping that he wouldn't see
her, but the bush she was crouching behind was thin and had small, sparse
leaves. She muttered to herself, "I knew I should have chosen the jungle
planet." |
The Star Fleet Series
The Herb Plot
Part 1 : Part 2 : Part
3 : Part 4
Part
5 : Part 6 : Parts 7 & 8
Part
9 : Part 10 : Part
11
MM/ffff; bondage; kidnap; slaves; nc/cons; X |
Carin was experiencing a
severe dichotomy. The anthropologist part of her was treating all
that was happening to her as just another field trip. She was here
to observe the strange habits of another culture, but it didn't involve
her personally. Soon she would return to her office and prepare a
report on kidnapping and rape, and the effect it had on its victims.
But the basic part of her mind, the part responsible for survival, kept
interrupting with emergency bulletins, screaming that no one knew where
she was, that she couldn't possibly escape, that she would be a slave until
she died. Then the sophisticated citizen of the Amalgamation would
reassert herself, and she would be calm and detached, secure in the knowledge
that nothing serious could happen to her. |
Fair
Exchange
FM/f; bondage; kidnap; nc; X
|
It was a pleasant May evening
as Miranda left the farm for Amy's party. As she drove along country
roads she felt an overwhelming sense of relief that she was finally free
of the tyrannical old woman who had ruled her life for the past year.
Grandma had been a healthy seventy five when she died; healthy enough to
have washed her own curtains, cleaned her own toilets, pulled her own weeds,
and scrubbed her own floors, if she hadn't had a slave-granddaughter to
do it for her. Miranda would have left the farm before the end of
the first week if Grandma hadn't shown her the will and told her how much
money there was. |
Geeks and Greeks on Gor
by Zack
MMF/ff, bdsm, Gor, cons/nc, X |
Vella of Gor knelt in
the corner where her master had placed her. She had been kneeling for a long
time, and now she had a cramp in her leg. What was keeping him? She risked a
glance over her shoulder, then stood and massaged her thigh.
A moment later Vitalis entered the room. He shouted, "Breaking position, slave girl? This calls for a whipping!"
Vella squeaked with fear and hurriedly knelt. "I'm sorry, Master. Please, don't whip me!"
Vitalis paused for a long moment, staring at the nude body
of his slave as she knelt with her back straight and her head bowed. "All
right, I'll let it go this time. Your back is too pretty to mar with bloody
stripes."
"Thank you, Master. Gor sucks." |
The Merry-Go-Round
Sbf; outdoors; stuck; caught; M/f; bond; bdsm; rom; hum; cons/reluct; X |
'I'm going to shape up!' Susan vowed. 'I'm going on a diet. I'm going to work out regularly.' Then she reflexively took another bite of the candy bar. 'Who am I kidding', she moaned. 'I have the willpower of a three-year-old. I'll never do anything like that unless I'm forced to do it.' Susan paused to consider what she just said. 'Hey, that's an idea! I bet I could combine forced exercise with self bondage. Improvement and orgasm, all in one package!' She mused, 'What kind of exercise? Nothing too strenuous, at least not at the start. Walking would probably be best. And to regulate it I could make something like the walkers horse trainers use.' The next days were busy ones as she built the equipment she had designed.
Once Susan was done she thoroughly tested the system. Everything worked perfectly. |
Patience and Virtue
M+F/f; bond; kidnap; vr; scifi; F+/f; captive; slave; bdsm; oral; reluct/nc; X |
Patience Greer was a software engineer for Astounding Virtual Reality Corporation, but was caught trying to steal the data needed to reproduce the VR machine. Given the only option she could accept other than jail she was volunteered to test the VR machine... |
Vikings in the Mist
M+/f+; bond; capture; rope; costume; oral; sex; cons; X |
After taking part in an historical re-enactment of the Viking invasion, whereby the girls get bound and ravaged by the invading vikings, the group decide to check out a legend that Diane had been working on that a viking ship would appear after 230 years... |
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| These stories depict scenes
of bondage, self bondage & sexual acts and are therefore adult
in nature. The stories on these pages are either a work of fiction or are
based on events that may have happened to the author. These stories remain
the copyright property of the author Zack and are used by kind
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