Prison Bondage Thursday - 2019-Jan-03
Prison Bondage Thursday
Stories analyzed: 32
Terms Found: bondage, chain, isolat, jail, lesbian, perman, prison, shackles, solitary
Total Distance: 4596.552 meters
Terms Found: bondage, chain, isolat, jail, lesbian, perman, prison, shackles, solitary
Total Distance: 4596.552 meters
Notes:
Introducing the new two phase search method. First, a collcetion of recently published stories are carved from literotica, then a more extensive set of search terms are used to pull out snippets. Hopefully, this strategy will lead to easy favorite-content-discovery!
BDSM
-----Laura's Femdom Empowerment Ch. 04 by Long2bLocked
Description: Laura reaches new heights as a part time dominatrix.
Pages: 3
Tags: dominatrix, humiliation, dungeon, collar, leash, self facial, caning, prostate milking, cum eating, cum on plate
Pages: 3
Tags: dominatrix, humiliation, dungeon, collar, leash, self facial, caning, prostate milking, cum eating, cum on plate
Distance: 105.562 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 3, bondage: 5, perman: 1, chain: 3
Count: 12 hits
Samples:
Count: 12 hits
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(Page 1)...Pixie said, "I'll put this copy of your license in the drawer for Mistress X. Okay, let's spend a few minutes on our facilities. We cater to many different fantasies and fetishes. We have four different session rooms, each one focused on a different areas. Of course we have the classic BDSM dungeon which is our most popular. We also have a medical themed room where we can do nurse, or doctor related sessions. We have a room we call the classroom which can be setup as a business office or a school classroom. Finally we have the interrogation room which we use for prison or military interrogation scenes....
(Page 1)...Pixie continued, "Fourth is our bondage bench. It's seven feet long and has over two dozen attachment points to tie clients down."...
(Page 1)...It took us about a half hour to tour the other three session rooms. The classroom and the prison room were relatively stark and basic but the medical room was very impressive. It was all white and very well lit. It had a medical examination table and the main piece really surprised me. It was an actual gynecological exam chair. It had been modified with leather straps at the ankles, above and below the knees, and there was a wide waist belt. It was topped off with arm rests complete with wrist and elbow straps....
(Page 2)...Alexis said, "Ha, ha, ha, funny. Slave Beez should be here in a few minutes. Pixie get Laura chained in the dungeon close to the the oral worship chair. That's where most of the action will be."...
(Page 2)...Minutes later everything was in place. I was chained to the wall, on my knees with my arms stretched overhead. There were two black knee pads under my knees. I'm sure that comfort was not given to actual submissives. Mistress X was sitting on her throne. We could hear slave Beez in the changing room. I was surprised by Mistress X's outfit. All she was wearing was black silk panties, black silk bra, and tall strappy heels that fully exposed her feet....
(Page 2)...Mistress X walked over and closed the changing room door. Then she went to the bondage bench and leaned against it, facing out. She said, "Slave Beez. Crawl to me and begin."...
(Page 3)...When she was satisfied she got on the padded bondage bench and laid down on her stomach. She said, "Stand up slave. You know what to do."...
(Page 3)...Slave Beez penis filled its tiny prison as it tried to erect....
The Triskele Button Ch. 04 by Triskella
(Page 1)...Pixie continued, "Fourth is our bondage bench. It's seven feet long and has over two dozen attachment points to tie clients down."...
(Page 1)...It took us about a half hour to tour the other three session rooms. The classroom and the prison room were relatively stark and basic but the medical room was very impressive. It was all white and very well lit. It had a medical examination table and the main piece really surprised me. It was an actual gynecological exam chair. It had been modified with leather straps at the ankles, above and below the knees, and there was a wide waist belt. It was topped off with arm rests complete with wrist and elbow straps....
(Page 2)...Alexis said, "Ha, ha, ha, funny. Slave Beez should be here in a few minutes. Pixie get Laura chained in the dungeon close to the the oral worship chair. That's where most of the action will be."...
(Page 2)...Minutes later everything was in place. I was chained to the wall, on my knees with my arms stretched overhead. There were two black knee pads under my knees. I'm sure that comfort was not given to actual submissives. Mistress X was sitting on her throne. We could hear slave Beez in the changing room. I was surprised by Mistress X's outfit. All she was wearing was black silk panties, black silk bra, and tall strappy heels that fully exposed her feet....
(Page 2)...Mistress X walked over and closed the changing room door. Then she went to the bondage bench and leaned against it, facing out. She said, "Slave Beez. Crawl to me and begin."...
(Page 3)...When she was satisfied she got on the padded bondage bench and laid down on her stomach. She said, "Stand up slave. You know what to do."...
(Page 3)...Slave Beez penis filled its tiny prison as it tried to erect....
Description: Meet Master Zhang!
Pages: 1
Tags: bdsm, slave girl, fantasy, sex slave
Pages: 1
Tags: bdsm, slave girl, fantasy, sex slave
Distance: 26.72 meters
Keywords and counts: chain: 3, prison: 1, perman: 2
Count: 6 hits
Samples:
Count: 6 hits
Samples:
(Page 1)...My eyes opened moments before the lights went on in the cellar, but I had no doubt that this time it was she who had woken up and broken our dream connection. I backed out of my cage, bottom wiggling as usual. For the first time ever, Trainer spanked my bum affectionately with his bare hand as I wriggled and laughed, before he let me assume my first pose of the day. Having removed the chain from my wrist rings as usual, he then unlocked the rings themselves, tossing them into a small box beside him. He freed my hair from the matching ring that held my pony tail in place. Then he unlocked the heavy training collar from my neck. After morning exercises, he undid and removed my harness before I had breakfast, then he sent me to the shower without setting a time limit. I luxuriated under the delicious hot water, washing my hair properly for the first time since my arrival for training. Trainer finally shouted to me to finish up and return to his feet, which I did as quickly as I could. He looked down at me as I knelt in basic uncuffed, knees wide, breasts offered, eyes fixed on his crotch....
(Page 1)...A small tablet was positioned where I could see it easily, a camera feeding it a view of my lower back. I heard a high pitched buzzing sound, then a tattooing needle entered the view on the screen. Without a template or even guiding marks on my skin, my Master then marked his slave with a beautifully rendered Triskele medallion, so well executed that it appeared raised, almost standing out in relief as if an actual piece of metal was resting on my lower back. Two sets of chains, one on each side, led to expertly rendered brackets, as if the medallion had been attached to my body rather than simply inked there. I bit my lower lip from time to time during the process, but my training allowed me to transmute the pain into arousal, an arousal that had my nubbin straining almost painfully against its metal prison by the time my Master was finally satisfied with his work and switched the needle off....
(Page 1)...I was released and made to kneel on the rug again, this time in the collaring pose, on all fours, head bent low, hair swept over one shoulder away from my exposed neck. A semicircle of platinum was slipped under my chin, then a matching half ring was placed on the back of my neck. I heard two metallic snapping sounds as the two halves of the collar were joined together, male pins on the upper ring fitting tightly into female sockets on the lower one, locking the collar round my neck snugly and permanently. I was ordered back to the uncuffed pose, at which point I felt the medallion of my collar press lightly between the ends of my collar bones. Trainer held a mirror before my face, angling it so I could see the medallion, which bore the number 68....
(Page 1)...So I had become part of Master Zhang's stock, an animal that was unworthy of even a name, a slave. Trainer led me back to the elevator and we alighted on the ground floor, returning to the room I had been assessed in that first night when Gynestar sold me into slavery, something that she now apparently deeply regretted. Trainer now fitted me with a new, simpler harness, a rubber seal similar to the previous type, but which had a raised portion on the inside which my now permanently gaping sex lips suckered themselves to before my body heat completed the sealing process, the compound material tightening to my outer labia and mound as the three leather straps were buckled onto the front and back, the rear strap passing between my bottom cheeks, and tightened securely. I was given a tight fitting red latex rubber dress to wear, cut so low in the back that my freshly inked slave mark was clearly visible, open in the front to display my collar medallion above my cleavage. I stepped into a pair of red high heeled patent shoes, then trainer gathered and secured my hair close to the crown of my head with a ruby covered ring, restoring my pony tail. He then walked me to the front door and passed me into the charge of the Master who would now be my handler....
(Page 1)...I sat into the back of the car that had been waiting for me. Handler snapped a metal cuff on my ankle, the chain of which led to a floor cleat under the seat. The car sped out of the automatic gate as Master Zhang's slave sixty-eight was taken to his Red House to begin her service....
The Triskele Button Ch. 02 by Triskella
(Page 1)...A small tablet was positioned where I could see it easily, a camera feeding it a view of my lower back. I heard a high pitched buzzing sound, then a tattooing needle entered the view on the screen. Without a template or even guiding marks on my skin, my Master then marked his slave with a beautifully rendered Triskele medallion, so well executed that it appeared raised, almost standing out in relief as if an actual piece of metal was resting on my lower back. Two sets of chains, one on each side, led to expertly rendered brackets, as if the medallion had been attached to my body rather than simply inked there. I bit my lower lip from time to time during the process, but my training allowed me to transmute the pain into arousal, an arousal that had my nubbin straining almost painfully against its metal prison by the time my Master was finally satisfied with his work and switched the needle off....
(Page 1)...I was released and made to kneel on the rug again, this time in the collaring pose, on all fours, head bent low, hair swept over one shoulder away from my exposed neck. A semicircle of platinum was slipped under my chin, then a matching half ring was placed on the back of my neck. I heard two metallic snapping sounds as the two halves of the collar were joined together, male pins on the upper ring fitting tightly into female sockets on the lower one, locking the collar round my neck snugly and permanently. I was ordered back to the uncuffed pose, at which point I felt the medallion of my collar press lightly between the ends of my collar bones. Trainer held a mirror before my face, angling it so I could see the medallion, which bore the number 68....
(Page 1)...So I had become part of Master Zhang's stock, an animal that was unworthy of even a name, a slave. Trainer led me back to the elevator and we alighted on the ground floor, returning to the room I had been assessed in that first night when Gynestar sold me into slavery, something that she now apparently deeply regretted. Trainer now fitted me with a new, simpler harness, a rubber seal similar to the previous type, but which had a raised portion on the inside which my now permanently gaping sex lips suckered themselves to before my body heat completed the sealing process, the compound material tightening to my outer labia and mound as the three leather straps were buckled onto the front and back, the rear strap passing between my bottom cheeks, and tightened securely. I was given a tight fitting red latex rubber dress to wear, cut so low in the back that my freshly inked slave mark was clearly visible, open in the front to display my collar medallion above my cleavage. I stepped into a pair of red high heeled patent shoes, then trainer gathered and secured my hair close to the crown of my head with a ruby covered ring, restoring my pony tail. He then walked me to the front door and passed me into the charge of the Master who would now be my handler....
(Page 1)...I sat into the back of the car that had been waiting for me. Handler snapped a metal cuff on my ankle, the chain of which led to a floor cleat under the seat. The car sped out of the automatic gate as Master Zhang's slave sixty-eight was taken to his Red House to begin her service....
Description: Book 01 - First day of training!
Pages: 2
Tags: bdsm, supernatural, gender swap
Pages: 2
Tags: bdsm, supernatural, gender swap
Distance: 48.003 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 3, chain: 6, perman: 2
Count: 11 hits
Samples:
Count: 11 hits
Samples:
(Page 1)...My eyes opened to pitch blackness. I had been dreaming of erotic encounters all night, but my dream of Gynestar was so vivid and detailed, it felt as if I had actually been in the temple with her. My skin still tingled where her tears had landed on me. My disorientation faded as I heard the cellar door open, the light from the corridor outside barely lifting the pitch blackness of my prison. The room was now suddenly illuminated to near painful brightness as powerful overhead lights were now switched on, making me squeeze my eyes tightly shut until I dared to cautiously open them again to allow them to adjust. The cage door behind me was opened and I heard Trainer's voice order me to come out. I shuffled backwards until I was kneeling on the floor in front of the cage, which I could now see was completely covered in black rubber matting. The leather tongue of a riding crop cracked hard against my bottom, making me gasp in pain, before Trainer spoke....
(Page 1)..."You will often be cuffed, slave, so get used to holding this pose for long periods." he said. "Now, I am going to remove the chain from your wrist rings. The moment the last link slips from the neck ring on your collar, you will assume the uncuffed pose, which is the one you were in on when you knelt on the ottoman last night. Tell the Master that you understand, slut."...
(Page 1)...He proceeded to release the chain from both of my wrist rings before pulling it through the collar ring quickly. At the moment the last link passed through, I sat back on my heels and spread my knees wide apart, folding my arms quickly behind my back....
(Page 1)...Once I had reached the wall where Trainer was standing, he ordered me to stand and extend my arms; heavy chains were now attached to my wrist rings. He pressed a button on a control box on the wall and the chains began to retract into the ceiling above. I was pulled closer and closer to the rough surface of the cellar wall until my nipples were pressed against it, then my arms were pulled upwards until I was supporting my entire body on the tips of my toes; I groaned at the strain on my wrists whenever my feet tired of holding my body up, then again as my cuffs bit into the skin of my wrists and my shoulders strained, forcing me back onto my tiptoes again. Trainer watched me struggle, smiling at my discomfort, occasionally flicking the crop against my sweet spots to coax me back up onto my straining toes. At last, when he had evidently decided that I could no longer maintain either position in any sort of comfort, tortuously counterpoised between the strain on my wrists and arms and the pain in my toes, he stripped off my pussy harness slowly, wiping the rubber outer sheath clean with sterile wipes before peeling the tight pouch from my sex lips, which I could actually feel spreading apart, opening almost like a flower now that they had been released from their leather prison, the prolonged arousal and pressure seemed to have stretched them, made them fuller, plumper and heavier. He finally spoke again as he uncinched my belly strap to leave my lower body fully naked:...
(Page 1)...He emphasised this remark with two more hard strokes in quick succession, the strap whistling through the air each time before the sharp crack of the leather on my skin made me squeal through clenched teeth. I felt Trainer's fingers rub and pinch my burning bottom cheeks; a few sharp spanks from his flattened fingers made moan softly, biting my lower lip against the intensity of the sensation. He then gently wiped the grazed area of my belly with sterile wipes before spanking me hard once on both ass cheeks. A blindfold was then slipped over my eyes. The tension in my wrists began to ease as the chains were unwound a little from their recesses in the ceiling. Once my feet were flat on the floor, I felt a leather cuff being strapped and buckled round my left ankle. My ankles were then pulled apart until my legs were spread wide, then the right ankle was also cuffed. The two cuffs were then clipped to something heavy that dragged against my ankles and prevented me from closing my legs again; I assumed I had been secured to a spreader bar. I felt the leather leaf of a crop stroke my open sex lips, then I gasped in shock and pain as it flicked hard against the delicate leaves of my most intimate flesh....
(Page 1)...I dropped into the basic uncuffed position the exact moment that the chains were removed from my wrist cuffs, earning another word of praise from Trainer. He then ordered me to heel; I followed on all fours as before to a large open area of the floor, which from the various items of fitness equipment stacked neatly around it I took to be an exercise area. I spent the next hour, at least, panting and sweating my way through a series of yoga poses, squat thrusts, kettlebell exercises and various other forms of training until I knelt on all fours, breasts heaving, thoroughly exhausted. However, Trainer was reasonably impressed at my performance at this initial stage. I was then placed at the low table, where a small afternoon meal of mostly raw vegetables and mineral water was set before me, which I devoured ravenously and was back in the basic uncuffed position with time to spare....
(Page 1)..."This Master is afflicted with a condition called priapism, or permanent erection, a very extreme case of this disorder indeed, in fact, in that he has to come many times before his tumescence will subside even a little." Trainer explained....
(Page 2)...With the outer seal now fully strapped in place, I knelt at the low table once more as my evening rations were placed before me; I devoured the tiny, almost tasteless meal before I was again cuffed and returned to my cage. Pitch darkness surrounded me as the lights were extinguished at the end of my first day of training. My sheathed pussy lips throbbed almost painfully against their leather prison as I recalled the events of the day, until I finally managed to drift off into a dreamless sleep of deep exhaustion....
The Triskele Button Ch. 01 by Triskella
(Page 1)..."You will often be cuffed, slave, so get used to holding this pose for long periods." he said. "Now, I am going to remove the chain from your wrist rings. The moment the last link slips from the neck ring on your collar, you will assume the uncuffed pose, which is the one you were in on when you knelt on the ottoman last night. Tell the Master that you understand, slut."...
(Page 1)...He proceeded to release the chain from both of my wrist rings before pulling it through the collar ring quickly. At the moment the last link passed through, I sat back on my heels and spread my knees wide apart, folding my arms quickly behind my back....
(Page 1)...Once I had reached the wall where Trainer was standing, he ordered me to stand and extend my arms; heavy chains were now attached to my wrist rings. He pressed a button on a control box on the wall and the chains began to retract into the ceiling above. I was pulled closer and closer to the rough surface of the cellar wall until my nipples were pressed against it, then my arms were pulled upwards until I was supporting my entire body on the tips of my toes; I groaned at the strain on my wrists whenever my feet tired of holding my body up, then again as my cuffs bit into the skin of my wrists and my shoulders strained, forcing me back onto my tiptoes again. Trainer watched me struggle, smiling at my discomfort, occasionally flicking the crop against my sweet spots to coax me back up onto my straining toes. At last, when he had evidently decided that I could no longer maintain either position in any sort of comfort, tortuously counterpoised between the strain on my wrists and arms and the pain in my toes, he stripped off my pussy harness slowly, wiping the rubber outer sheath clean with sterile wipes before peeling the tight pouch from my sex lips, which I could actually feel spreading apart, opening almost like a flower now that they had been released from their leather prison, the prolonged arousal and pressure seemed to have stretched them, made them fuller, plumper and heavier. He finally spoke again as he uncinched my belly strap to leave my lower body fully naked:...
(Page 1)...He emphasised this remark with two more hard strokes in quick succession, the strap whistling through the air each time before the sharp crack of the leather on my skin made me squeal through clenched teeth. I felt Trainer's fingers rub and pinch my burning bottom cheeks; a few sharp spanks from his flattened fingers made moan softly, biting my lower lip against the intensity of the sensation. He then gently wiped the grazed area of my belly with sterile wipes before spanking me hard once on both ass cheeks. A blindfold was then slipped over my eyes. The tension in my wrists began to ease as the chains were unwound a little from their recesses in the ceiling. Once my feet were flat on the floor, I felt a leather cuff being strapped and buckled round my left ankle. My ankles were then pulled apart until my legs were spread wide, then the right ankle was also cuffed. The two cuffs were then clipped to something heavy that dragged against my ankles and prevented me from closing my legs again; I assumed I had been secured to a spreader bar. I felt the leather leaf of a crop stroke my open sex lips, then I gasped in shock and pain as it flicked hard against the delicate leaves of my most intimate flesh....
(Page 1)...I dropped into the basic uncuffed position the exact moment that the chains were removed from my wrist cuffs, earning another word of praise from Trainer. He then ordered me to heel; I followed on all fours as before to a large open area of the floor, which from the various items of fitness equipment stacked neatly around it I took to be an exercise area. I spent the next hour, at least, panting and sweating my way through a series of yoga poses, squat thrusts, kettlebell exercises and various other forms of training until I knelt on all fours, breasts heaving, thoroughly exhausted. However, Trainer was reasonably impressed at my performance at this initial stage. I was then placed at the low table, where a small afternoon meal of mostly raw vegetables and mineral water was set before me, which I devoured ravenously and was back in the basic uncuffed position with time to spare....
(Page 1)..."This Master is afflicted with a condition called priapism, or permanent erection, a very extreme case of this disorder indeed, in fact, in that he has to come many times before his tumescence will subside even a little." Trainer explained....
(Page 2)...With the outer seal now fully strapped in place, I knelt at the low table once more as my evening rations were placed before me; I devoured the tiny, almost tasteless meal before I was again cuffed and returned to my cage. Pitch darkness surrounded me as the lights were extinguished at the end of my first day of training. My sheathed pussy lips throbbed almost painfully against their leather prison as I recalled the events of the day, until I finally managed to drift off into a dreamless sleep of deep exhaustion....
Description: Book 01 - A young man is transformed into a slave girl.
Pages: 3
Tags: bdsm, gender swap, supernatural, sex slave
Pages: 3
Tags: bdsm, gender swap, supernatural, sex slave
Distance: 111.889 meters
Keywords and counts: bondage: 1, prison: 2, chain: 4, perman: 1
Count: 8 hits
Samples:
Count: 8 hits
Samples:
(Page 2)...It didn't seem like a very convincing argument for not feeding me properly, but as I had no money of my own, I ate the whole salad, even the raw vegetables that I normally wouldn't have bothered with. Gynestar then led me to the ladies bathroom where we freshened up, the sheen on my lips being restored with the pink lip gloss. Our onward journey took us into the artistic hub of the city; a warren of clean, brightly decorated alleyways where the doorways led into unusual and exotic boutiques as often as they did into artists' studios or musicians' rehearsal rooms. We stopped outside a shop with deep red painted door and window frames, the widows of which were filled with dummies in expensive leather and vinyl fetish costumes; Gynestar opened the door and led me inside. Glass cabinets full of dildoes, cuffs, collars, whips and other bondage equipment were interspersed between racks of the kind of costumes from the window. I swallowed hard as I spotted a boxed device labelled 'Anal Stretcher' in one of the cabinets, a strangely pleasurable sensation in my bottom making me clench my buttocks tightly. The tall, blond haired proprietor approached us....
(Page 2)...She returned soon after with a small package from which she first extracted a thin but strong leather strap, which she secured around my waist before taking a tiny leather pouch from the package. The She-demon then stroked and petted my sex lips until they swelled and pouted again, slipping the little sheath over them to trap them tightly in a leather coating. The front of the pouch attached to the belly strap with a short but strong chain, while two drawstrings on the bottom were now slowly pulled tight in her fingers and tied to a little steel ring. A leather thong attached to the back of the belly strap was now threaded through this ring and thus the pouch was secured in place; the free end of the thong being tied off to the belly strap at the back. I moaned softly as my pussy lips swelled in their leather prison, wriggling a little as Gynestar now stretched a larger vinyl strip over my outer labia and pubic mound, securing this second sheath over the first at the front and back with metal clips on each of the two corners at the front and with a leather strap at the back that she tied to my belly strap, the smooth slippery plastic bunching between my bottom cheeks as she pulled it tightly into place....
(Page 3)...At this my imprisoned sex lips felt like they might burst again at the sudden surge of pleasure that radiated from deep in my belly, engorging them even more fully. My throat contracted suddenly, making the base of the whip lift away from my lips momentarily before it settled back in place, as Trainer pinched my nipples almost flat between his strong thumbs and forefingers, maintaining the pressure until tears formed at the corners of my eyes. His fingers then slid gently down my torso to my abdomen before they spanked the upcurve of my belly, the swelling in my tightly sheathed pussy lips intensifying again so that I moaned wantonly....
(Page 3)...As the head finally slipped from inside me, my pussy lips now with a slight but permanent gape, I sobbed softly, just once; my virginity had been taken by a marble dildo rather than a living cock. The hard stone head now pushed against the little ring of muscle hidden between my bottom cheeks; I groaned with pleasure at the delicious friction and stretching that the smooth marble glans created in my bottom as it pushed deep inside me there much more easily than it had into my tight little pussy....
(Page 3)..."Yes." replied Gynestar, as she passed the leather belly strap under me before securing the free end to a metal ring at the centre of my lower back, just above the place where the cleft in my buttocks begins. I glanced at her quizzically. "Cosmic balance, bank balance." she whispered in my ear as she stroked and pinched my sex lips to plump fullness before trapping them in a fresh leather pouch, this one attaching to the front of the belly strap with a similar chain to the first one I'd worn, but the drawstrings on the new version were looped through a small metal ring with a clip attached; with the strings slowly pulled tight the clip was fastened to the main ring at the back; I moaned softly as my sheathed inner lips swelled against the tight leather restriction. "If you'd chosen hooker or porn star you'd have being kicking back most of your earnings to me in perpetuity. Anyway, so what?" she added as she picked up the outer sheath, this one made from a transparent rubber compound with a lining of sticky molecules on its inner surface; once pressed into place on my mound, the heat from my body then caused it to tighten even more closely to the outer labia, forming a seal on my sex that she then moulded even more securely to my pussy with her fingers. "You got what you wanted, and We need the power that only money truly brings. Your sale will help us influence policies to help preserve this world from the greedy humans who are carelessly destroying it."...
(Page 3)...Lifting my right wrist, Trainer attached a short sturdy chain to the ring attached to the cuff. Passing it through the ring at the front of my collar, he then secured it to the cuff on my left wrist. My arms were now held bent at the elbows in front of me. Ordered to lift my bottom off my heels and kneel with my thighs vertical, I resembled a begging animal as I kept my gaze fixed on Trainer's crotch....
(Page 3)...I shuddered involuntarily as the significance of those words sank in. A leash was now clipped to the ring on my collar. I was ordered to stand. Even with my eyes downcast, I could see Gynestar's legs as she walked to the door and left without another word or a backward glance. I was led through the door by which Trainer had entered, down two sets of stairs to a sub-basement, which was in pitch darkness except for a single overhead spotlight which illuminated a sturdy cage. The leash was removed from my collar before Trainer ordered me, wrists still chained to my collar, into the cage. This required me to kneel and place my elbows on the cellar floor, before I wriggled and crawled through the opening in the bars, my bottom swaying as I moved. The door clanked shut and locked behind me. Even as I looked about, trying to figure out how to lie comfortably in my little cell, the spotlight was turned off, plunging me into complete darkness. I managed to lie on my side, knees bent, as I considered my new status; a nameless naked slave girl, but a girl nonetheless; a desire that I had repressed within myself for as long as I could remember now made, almost incredibly, real. The throbbing in my tightly sheathed and rubber sealed sex lips kept me awake for a long time before I finally drifted off into a feverish, erotic dream-filled sleep....
Letter from Tanglewood Springs by justincbenedict
(Page 2)...She returned soon after with a small package from which she first extracted a thin but strong leather strap, which she secured around my waist before taking a tiny leather pouch from the package. The She-demon then stroked and petted my sex lips until they swelled and pouted again, slipping the little sheath over them to trap them tightly in a leather coating. The front of the pouch attached to the belly strap with a short but strong chain, while two drawstrings on the bottom were now slowly pulled tight in her fingers and tied to a little steel ring. A leather thong attached to the back of the belly strap was now threaded through this ring and thus the pouch was secured in place; the free end of the thong being tied off to the belly strap at the back. I moaned softly as my pussy lips swelled in their leather prison, wriggling a little as Gynestar now stretched a larger vinyl strip over my outer labia and pubic mound, securing this second sheath over the first at the front and back with metal clips on each of the two corners at the front and with a leather strap at the back that she tied to my belly strap, the smooth slippery plastic bunching between my bottom cheeks as she pulled it tightly into place....
(Page 3)...At this my imprisoned sex lips felt like they might burst again at the sudden surge of pleasure that radiated from deep in my belly, engorging them even more fully. My throat contracted suddenly, making the base of the whip lift away from my lips momentarily before it settled back in place, as Trainer pinched my nipples almost flat between his strong thumbs and forefingers, maintaining the pressure until tears formed at the corners of my eyes. His fingers then slid gently down my torso to my abdomen before they spanked the upcurve of my belly, the swelling in my tightly sheathed pussy lips intensifying again so that I moaned wantonly....
(Page 3)...As the head finally slipped from inside me, my pussy lips now with a slight but permanent gape, I sobbed softly, just once; my virginity had been taken by a marble dildo rather than a living cock. The hard stone head now pushed against the little ring of muscle hidden between my bottom cheeks; I groaned with pleasure at the delicious friction and stretching that the smooth marble glans created in my bottom as it pushed deep inside me there much more easily than it had into my tight little pussy....
(Page 3)..."Yes." replied Gynestar, as she passed the leather belly strap under me before securing the free end to a metal ring at the centre of my lower back, just above the place where the cleft in my buttocks begins. I glanced at her quizzically. "Cosmic balance, bank balance." she whispered in my ear as she stroked and pinched my sex lips to plump fullness before trapping them in a fresh leather pouch, this one attaching to the front of the belly strap with a similar chain to the first one I'd worn, but the drawstrings on the new version were looped through a small metal ring with a clip attached; with the strings slowly pulled tight the clip was fastened to the main ring at the back; I moaned softly as my sheathed inner lips swelled against the tight leather restriction. "If you'd chosen hooker or porn star you'd have being kicking back most of your earnings to me in perpetuity. Anyway, so what?" she added as she picked up the outer sheath, this one made from a transparent rubber compound with a lining of sticky molecules on its inner surface; once pressed into place on my mound, the heat from my body then caused it to tighten even more closely to the outer labia, forming a seal on my sex that she then moulded even more securely to my pussy with her fingers. "You got what you wanted, and We need the power that only money truly brings. Your sale will help us influence policies to help preserve this world from the greedy humans who are carelessly destroying it."...
(Page 3)...Lifting my right wrist, Trainer attached a short sturdy chain to the ring attached to the cuff. Passing it through the ring at the front of my collar, he then secured it to the cuff on my left wrist. My arms were now held bent at the elbows in front of me. Ordered to lift my bottom off my heels and kneel with my thighs vertical, I resembled a begging animal as I kept my gaze fixed on Trainer's crotch....
(Page 3)...I shuddered involuntarily as the significance of those words sank in. A leash was now clipped to the ring on my collar. I was ordered to stand. Even with my eyes downcast, I could see Gynestar's legs as she walked to the door and left without another word or a backward glance. I was led through the door by which Trainer had entered, down two sets of stairs to a sub-basement, which was in pitch darkness except for a single overhead spotlight which illuminated a sturdy cage. The leash was removed from my collar before Trainer ordered me, wrists still chained to my collar, into the cage. This required me to kneel and place my elbows on the cellar floor, before I wriggled and crawled through the opening in the bars, my bottom swaying as I moved. The door clanked shut and locked behind me. Even as I looked about, trying to figure out how to lie comfortably in my little cell, the spotlight was turned off, plunging me into complete darkness. I managed to lie on my side, knees bent, as I considered my new status; a nameless naked slave girl, but a girl nonetheless; a desire that I had repressed within myself for as long as I could remember now made, almost incredibly, real. The throbbing in my tightly sheathed and rubber sealed sex lips kept me awake for a long time before I finally drifted off into a feverish, erotic dream-filled sleep....
Description: Arrogant doctor needs a cruel couple to get him in line!
Pages: 2
Tags: enema, spanking, anal, forced bi, humiliation, female dominant, male dominant, male submissive, bdsm
Pages: 2
Tags: enema, spanking, anal, forced bi, humiliation, female dominant, male dominant, male submissive, bdsm
Distance: 41.668 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
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Count: 1 hit
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(Page 1)...My first ass-fucking was really something. Lennox told me later he'd learned to sodomize men in prison ("I wasn't a convict, I was a guard.") and it was a good therapeutic measure, especially when the inmates were feeling rebellious....
Celebrities
-----Big Bang Theory-Randall's Birthday by shaggy77
Description: Penny's brother visits.
Pages: 4
Tags: dp, dpp, orgy
Pages: 4
Tags: dp, dpp, orgy
Distance: 135.712 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 4, jail: 1, chain: 1
Count: 6 hits
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Count: 6 hits
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(Page 1)..."Hi Honey," she greeted him and he had to force himself to concentrate on her conversation. Since he had graduated to the nickname "Honey," from her ubiquitous greeting of "sweetie," which she called everyone; Leonard fantasized about their future together every time he heard it. He was head-over-heels in love with his beautiful blonde neighbor and happier than he had ever been. "That was my Dad," she confirmed, "Randall had his trial and the judge put him on probation. If he gets caught cooking crystal meth again, they're sending him to prison...real prison this time, not just the county lockup."...
(Page 1)...Chuckling, Penny answered, "nice prison talk...you nerd. Daddy thinks it would be a good idea for him to get away from his degenerate friends for awhile and he convinced the judge to grant him permission to cross state lines as long as he had a job and a place to live."...
(Page 1)..."Got ya," Randall agreed, "not to mention they'll revoke my probation and send me to prison."...
(Page 2)...Bending over the table until her upper body was laying on it, she spread her incredible legs, reached behind her with both hands and pulled her perfectly round cheeks wide apart. Randall grinned and admitted, "you can read me like a book, Sis. Every time someone took me in jail, I thought of your unbelievable ass." Stepping up behind her, Randall used his hands to gather the moisture drooling down her thighs and slather it on the length of his pole. Gently, he nudged his crown against her sphincter ring and pushed forward as he held her waist. Feeling him break through her opening, Penny pushed back against him, helping him to penetrate her ass. "Oh that's nice," he assured her, "I forgot how tight your ass was."...
(Page 2)..."I sure do," he thrust out his nonexistent chest with pride, "sometimes I attach a chain to it and lead her around like my dog...before doing it doggy-style."...
Batgirl '68 Ch. 07 by 123z
(Page 1)...Chuckling, Penny answered, "nice prison talk...you nerd. Daddy thinks it would be a good idea for him to get away from his degenerate friends for awhile and he convinced the judge to grant him permission to cross state lines as long as he had a job and a place to live."...
(Page 1)..."Got ya," Randall agreed, "not to mention they'll revoke my probation and send me to prison."...
(Page 2)...Bending over the table until her upper body was laying on it, she spread her incredible legs, reached behind her with both hands and pulled her perfectly round cheeks wide apart. Randall grinned and admitted, "you can read me like a book, Sis. Every time someone took me in jail, I thought of your unbelievable ass." Stepping up behind her, Randall used his hands to gather the moisture drooling down her thighs and slather it on the length of his pole. Gently, he nudged his crown against her sphincter ring and pushed forward as he held her waist. Feeling him break through her opening, Penny pushed back against him, helping him to penetrate her ass. "Oh that's nice," he assured her, "I forgot how tight your ass was."...
(Page 2)..."I sure do," he thrust out his nonexistent chest with pride, "sometimes I attach a chain to it and lead her around like my dog...before doing it doggy-style."...
Description: The four labours of Batgirl to free Batman.
Pages: 2
Tags: batgirl, batman and robin, vintage tv show, yvonne craig, adam west, burt ward, bondage, blowjob, penguin
Pages: 2
Tags: batgirl, batman and robin, vintage tv show, yvonne craig, adam west, burt ward, bondage, blowjob, penguin
Distance: 69.001 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
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Count: 1 hit
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(Page 2)..."You're on your way to prison, Penguin. When will the likes of you ever learn that you cannot outwit us or the law."...
Erotic Couplings
-----The Pass Key by mughalpunjabi
Description: Expat gets an unexpected experience in Saudi Arabia.
Pages: 1
Tags: saudi arabia, pakistan
Pages: 1
Tags: saudi arabia, pakistan
Distance: 34.886 meters
Keywords and counts: jail: 3, prison: 2
Count: 5 hits
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Count: 5 hits
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(Page 1)...Waheed had visions of being dragged off to the nearby Malaz jail and begged for forgiveness, "Madam it truly was an honest mistake, I am an honorable person, please do not consider me a criminal."...
(Page 1)...Waheed cursed the bellman who had been so helpful so many weeks back. In all the days in between, there had been no need to go back to reception and get an activated card. He was aware that his pass key would open all doors on the property. What he did not expect was to have a downside as the one he was now facing. He could see a visit to the nearby jail, followed by a sentence for some months, and then deportation without having any of his work dues paid or any money retrieved from the local bank account....
(Page 1)..."You are to come down in twenty minutes," the female voice on the phone put the fear of God back into him, "or you will be visiting Malaz prison tonight!"...
(Page 1)...Waheed wondered what was going to happen next. He had visions of a couple of Arab guys behind the door waiting to beat him up or buttfuck him in the worst possible manner. However, his options were very limited as he would be headed to jail should the lady complain to the police, regardless of whether he was guilty or innocent. The laws in the country were not particularly in favour of women's rights, but in the matter of a foreigner being involved, the Saudi ladies were one step away from Godhood as far as Saudi men were concerned. Threadbare he made his way to the bedroom from where the lady's voice had emanated....
(Page 1)..."Good, you are here," he heard a voice very different from Reem's, "now make sure you stay here and obey my wishes, or you will find yourself at the nearby prison!"...
New Beginnings by Feshta
(Page 1)...Waheed cursed the bellman who had been so helpful so many weeks back. In all the days in between, there had been no need to go back to reception and get an activated card. He was aware that his pass key would open all doors on the property. What he did not expect was to have a downside as the one he was now facing. He could see a visit to the nearby jail, followed by a sentence for some months, and then deportation without having any of his work dues paid or any money retrieved from the local bank account....
(Page 1)..."You are to come down in twenty minutes," the female voice on the phone put the fear of God back into him, "or you will be visiting Malaz prison tonight!"...
(Page 1)...Waheed wondered what was going to happen next. He had visions of a couple of Arab guys behind the door waiting to beat him up or buttfuck him in the worst possible manner. However, his options were very limited as he would be headed to jail should the lady complain to the police, regardless of whether he was guilty or innocent. The laws in the country were not particularly in favour of women's rights, but in the matter of a foreigner being involved, the Saudi ladies were one step away from Godhood as far as Saudi men were concerned. Threadbare he made his way to the bedroom from where the lady's voice had emanated....
(Page 1)..."Good, you are here," he heard a voice very different from Reem's, "now make sure you stay here and obey my wishes, or you will find yourself at the nearby prison!"...
Description: A journey through a strange life with friends.
Pages: 10
Tags: erotic coupling, loss, reconcilliation, prostitution, love
Pages: 10
Tags: erotic coupling, loss, reconcilliation, prostitution, love
Distance: 399.887 meters
Keywords and counts: chain: 1, perman: 3, bondage: 1, prison: 1
Count: 6 hits
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Count: 6 hits
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(Page 5)...Everyone made their way down to the dungeon where Danielle was happily surprised by the secret room. Not a cold dungeon with chains and stone walls but a pleasant room with modern furnishings and a bloody big TV. Cole called her over to the kitchen area. He looked at Danielle with a quizzical expression and said "you look like a white wine and soda kind of lady."...
(Page 6)...Vicky stared vacantly "not much. I moved in with the doctor for a bit but he was so controlling I felt like I was being strangled so I left. I rented a flat while I was looking for a more permanent solution. I still have the money in the bank but I can't get to it now. I was looking for a decent flat that I could afford to buy but there wasn't much in my price range. I was working from the flat getting regular clients but I was only getting £20 a time and it definitely wasn't like we did it in our old house. I didn't have anyone to protect me. I thought if I could get one of my regulars to be my boyfriend maybe he would protect me but he wasn't you. He kept bringing more and more men back and he was keeping the money. I had no food and couldn't pay the rent so I got thrown out. I started sleeping rough and giving men happy endings for £5 just so I could eat. The lad who kept all my money found me and forced me to do more and if I didn't he would hit me."...
(Page 6)..."Now the offer, we are opening another house about 60 miles away. Bigger in size but the idea will be the same. We need someone who can run it. You don't have to do anything like you used to if it's not what you want anymore. We would need you to move there and control the goings on. Mike's guy Craig has agreed to run security until you can sort something more permanent. The first job will be to oversee the building work and design elements. That's the basic idea and it's not going to happen for another couple of months anyway. What do you think?"...
(Page 8)...One of them said she enjoyed some light bondage. Handcuffs, things like that. Sian kept asking more questions and knew the girls were becoming aroused. She was rubbing and undressing Mike bit by bit until he was in his boxers. The girls had opened up and it turned out one of them had been paid for sexual favours and the other thought it sounded quite fun. Sian told them how much she earned and the girls were blown away. They wanted in. At that point she passed them to Cole....
(Page 8)...Then the most important part. Cole sat down with the girls. He spoke calmly and sincerely "this work is absolutely not for everyone. If it was they would all be doing it. This is not a prison. If you want to leave you know where the door is, you just need to use it. There are three things you need to understand. If the money isn't enough to keep you in this line of work, you should quit. If you don't love having sex regardless of the man you're with, you should quit. If you start to hate yourself because of what you do here, what should you do?"...
(Page 9)..."I didn't know how to function. Every time I wanted to talk my throat closed up and I couldn't. I've been trying hard to figure out how to level myself out but it's been slow. I wanted you to know that I have buried Zoe under the old oak at home and you're both more than welcome to come and visit her anytime at all. You don't need to call you don't need and invite. I'm sure she would love to see you. I also have a room at Nuevos permanently reserved for you so you can stay as and when you wish."...
(Page 6)...Vicky stared vacantly "not much. I moved in with the doctor for a bit but he was so controlling I felt like I was being strangled so I left. I rented a flat while I was looking for a more permanent solution. I still have the money in the bank but I can't get to it now. I was looking for a decent flat that I could afford to buy but there wasn't much in my price range. I was working from the flat getting regular clients but I was only getting £20 a time and it definitely wasn't like we did it in our old house. I didn't have anyone to protect me. I thought if I could get one of my regulars to be my boyfriend maybe he would protect me but he wasn't you. He kept bringing more and more men back and he was keeping the money. I had no food and couldn't pay the rent so I got thrown out. I started sleeping rough and giving men happy endings for £5 just so I could eat. The lad who kept all my money found me and forced me to do more and if I didn't he would hit me."...
(Page 6)..."Now the offer, we are opening another house about 60 miles away. Bigger in size but the idea will be the same. We need someone who can run it. You don't have to do anything like you used to if it's not what you want anymore. We would need you to move there and control the goings on. Mike's guy Craig has agreed to run security until you can sort something more permanent. The first job will be to oversee the building work and design elements. That's the basic idea and it's not going to happen for another couple of months anyway. What do you think?"...
(Page 8)...One of them said she enjoyed some light bondage. Handcuffs, things like that. Sian kept asking more questions and knew the girls were becoming aroused. She was rubbing and undressing Mike bit by bit until he was in his boxers. The girls had opened up and it turned out one of them had been paid for sexual favours and the other thought it sounded quite fun. Sian told them how much she earned and the girls were blown away. They wanted in. At that point she passed them to Cole....
(Page 8)...Then the most important part. Cole sat down with the girls. He spoke calmly and sincerely "this work is absolutely not for everyone. If it was they would all be doing it. This is not a prison. If you want to leave you know where the door is, you just need to use it. There are three things you need to understand. If the money isn't enough to keep you in this line of work, you should quit. If you don't love having sex regardless of the man you're with, you should quit. If you start to hate yourself because of what you do here, what should you do?"...
(Page 9)..."I didn't know how to function. Every time I wanted to talk my throat closed up and I couldn't. I've been trying hard to figure out how to level myself out but it's been slow. I wanted you to know that I have buried Zoe under the old oak at home and you're both more than welcome to come and visit her anytime at all. You don't need to call you don't need and invite. I'm sure she would love to see you. I also have a room at Nuevos permanently reserved for you so you can stay as and when you wish."...
Gay Male
-----Turning the Racist Teacher by XTALES
Description: Racist White teacher is turned by a group of Black Students.
Pages: 3
Tags: gay, interracial, submission, domination, highschool, teacher, student, black, discipline, school
Pages: 3
Tags: gay, interracial, submission, domination, highschool, teacher, student, black, discipline, school
Distance: 106.212 meters
Keywords and counts: isolat: 1, jail: 3, prison: 1
Count: 5 hits
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Count: 5 hits
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(Page 1)...John was getting increasingly worried now, the school was quite isolated and he was alone with those angry boys "Hey, hey, hey. Everyone calm down. I didn't mean anything by that. It just came out the wrong way."...
(Page 1)...This time John did a bigger effort to stand up, but 3 of the lads were keeping him still. "Listen boys, whatever you are thinking of doing, it will send you straight to jail. It's taking revenge over your teacher worth jail?" this time John was visibly shaking....
(Page 1)..."We are not taking revenge on a teacher, we are teaching a racist pig a lesson. And that is worth going to jail. Although I doubt you will say anything, I am not sure advertising to everyone that you were raped by 5 teen niggers would be a wise thing to do. What your friends at the KKK would think, knowing that your ass has been violated and inseminated by 5 Black cocks," Leroy smirked at his visibly shaken teacher....
(Page 1)...Once again John tried to use logic and reason, "Guys... Leroy, don't do anything more, and you won't end up in prison. Seriously boys, this is not worth it. You know..." John said while following Leroy with his eyes who was pacing around him and was now standing right in front of him....
(Page 1)...This time John did a bigger effort to stand up, but 3 of the lads were keeping him still. "Listen boys, whatever you are thinking of doing, it will send you straight to jail. It's taking revenge over your teacher worth jail?" this time John was visibly shaking....
(Page 1)..."We are not taking revenge on a teacher, we are teaching a racist pig a lesson. And that is worth going to jail. Although I doubt you will say anything, I am not sure advertising to everyone that you were raped by 5 teen niggers would be a wise thing to do. What your friends at the KKK would think, knowing that your ass has been violated and inseminated by 5 Black cocks," Leroy smirked at his visibly shaken teacher....
(Page 1)...Once again John tried to use logic and reason, "Guys... Leroy, don't do anything more, and you won't end up in prison. Seriously boys, this is not worth it. You know..." John said while following Leroy with his eyes who was pacing around him and was now standing right in front of him....
Group Sex
-----The Yacht Ch. 01 by GemimaCav
Description: When at sea.
Pages: 1
Tags: group, group sex
Pages: 1
Tags: group, group sex
Distance: 22.783 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
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The Round Robin - Round 03 - Final by PBEnis
Count: 1 hit
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Description: I hand my wife over to male friends for the Final Round 3.
Pages: 2
Tags: bukakke, bondage, fucking machine, voyeur, threesome, cum lust, dildos, male chastity, bdsm
Pages: 2
Tags: bukakke, bondage, fucking machine, voyeur, threesome, cum lust, dildos, male chastity, bdsm
Distance: 81.597 meters
Keywords and counts: jail: 7, prison: 2, chain: 3, solitary: 1
Count: 13 hits
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Count: 13 hits
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(Page 1)...Must stay in the playroom jail until it's over....
(Page 1)...She marches me up the stairs to my bedroom and stands at the door watching me like a prison guard while I dig through my sex bag to retrieve the male chastity cage. It's quite a chore to get this thing on; I have to lube my penis and squish it down inside the transparent hard-plastic tube, then clamp and lock it to the attachable cock ring that spreads and squeezes my balls front and center in a package deal. Erections are not possible, just painful attempts cut short by the unyielding cage. I put my Calvin's back on, delicately pulling up my jeans to find a parking spot down one leg for my restricted goods....
(Page 1)..."She said you can bring your phone too," she relays while preparing to march me once again, this time up to the 3rd floor playroom; a converted and totally remodeled attic with the same plush Victorian style of the rest of the house. The slanted ceilings and dormers create an interesting variety of accessories, playspaces, and possibilities. One cubby has two king-sized beds wedged side by side into it with strategically placed mirrors for participants to see themselves in action. A leather sling hangs from two of the massive exposed natural wood rafters and a clawfoot tub sits out in the open room near a window. Most importantly for me, a very small closet slanted on top from the angled line of the roof has been converted into a minimum security jail cell complete with a barred light metal door. This would be my novel new home for the evening....
(Page 1)..."Here you go!" Annie swings the jail door open, gesturing to enter....
(Page 2)...I so hate to disappoint, but I don't want to miss out on seeing Katie gang banged in her drunken glory. The moment I come out of this jail it's game over. I can't be sure if Annie would actually fuck me or not, I don't trust them at this point, they're toying with me. Realizing I'm not biting, she stands up and heads toward the door....
(Page 2)...She pulls the door closed but leaves it unlatched. I'm starving and thank her for bringing food. She sits and leans back against the wall in the cramped quarters while I snack. It's nice having company. I can see why solitary is a bitch. We make small talk while I devour my dinner....
(Page 2)..."I can let you all the way out," she innocently offers, while looking down at the predicament of my imprisoned and contorted loins....
(Page 2)...I negotiate with the bars on my jail door to get a good angle and take my first photos which are dark and blurry realizing these are not going to be the epic porn shots I imagined....
(Page 1)...She marches me up the stairs to my bedroom and stands at the door watching me like a prison guard while I dig through my sex bag to retrieve the male chastity cage. It's quite a chore to get this thing on; I have to lube my penis and squish it down inside the transparent hard-plastic tube, then clamp and lock it to the attachable cock ring that spreads and squeezes my balls front and center in a package deal. Erections are not possible, just painful attempts cut short by the unyielding cage. I put my Calvin's back on, delicately pulling up my jeans to find a parking spot down one leg for my restricted goods....
(Page 1)..."She said you can bring your phone too," she relays while preparing to march me once again, this time up to the 3rd floor playroom; a converted and totally remodeled attic with the same plush Victorian style of the rest of the house. The slanted ceilings and dormers create an interesting variety of accessories, playspaces, and possibilities. One cubby has two king-sized beds wedged side by side into it with strategically placed mirrors for participants to see themselves in action. A leather sling hangs from two of the massive exposed natural wood rafters and a clawfoot tub sits out in the open room near a window. Most importantly for me, a very small closet slanted on top from the angled line of the roof has been converted into a minimum security jail cell complete with a barred light metal door. This would be my novel new home for the evening....
(Page 1)..."Here you go!" Annie swings the jail door open, gesturing to enter....
(Page 2)...I so hate to disappoint, but I don't want to miss out on seeing Katie gang banged in her drunken glory. The moment I come out of this jail it's game over. I can't be sure if Annie would actually fuck me or not, I don't trust them at this point, they're toying with me. Realizing I'm not biting, she stands up and heads toward the door....
(Page 2)...She pulls the door closed but leaves it unlatched. I'm starving and thank her for bringing food. She sits and leans back against the wall in the cramped quarters while I snack. It's nice having company. I can see why solitary is a bitch. We make small talk while I devour my dinner....
(Page 2)..."I can let you all the way out," she innocently offers, while looking down at the predicament of my imprisoned and contorted loins....
(Page 2)...I negotiate with the bars on my jail door to get a good angle and take my first photos which are dark and blurry realizing these are not going to be the epic porn shots I imagined....
Humor & Satire
-----Red Little Hoodie and the Wolf by SlightlyRude
Description: Along the Forest Path to Grannie's house.
Pages: 1
Tags: fairy tale
Pages: 1
Tags: fairy tale
Distance: 28.765 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 3
Count: 3 hits
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(Page 1)...This actually worked out well. Sam Little was sent to prison for five years. Wolf made an excessive insurance claim and discovered that unfortunately many financial records had been destroyed along with certain items he had in safekeeping for clients....
(Page 1)...After about a month in the prison cell sitting and wanking in each other's presence, Ginger and Sam realised that they were not actually related and contemplated rape. Each wisely decided that the other was too big, strong and vicious, so agreed to wank each other. After a few months they proceeded to consensual anal sex, and decided it was as good as using a woman without all the complications such as conversation. When they got out of prison, they set up home together. Ginger got his old job back as a customer liaison agent, and Sam was employed by the same people as a consultant on accidental fires in business premises....
(Page 1)...After about a month in the prison cell sitting and wanking in each other's presence, Ginger and Sam realised that they were not actually related and contemplated rape. Each wisely decided that the other was too big, strong and vicious, so agreed to wank each other. After a few months they proceeded to consensual anal sex, and decided it was as good as using a woman without all the complications such as conversation. When they got out of prison, they set up home together. Ginger got his old job back as a customer liaison agent, and Sam was employed by the same people as a consultant on accidental fires in business premises....
Incest/Taboo
-----Favela Pt. 11 by neotoy
Description: Olivia & Marcella both lose a bet.
Pages: 3
Tags: lesbian, mother daughter, incest novella, psychological, fetish, panties, bdsm
Pages: 3
Tags: lesbian, mother daughter, incest novella, psychological, fetish, panties, bdsm
Distance: 87.329 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
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Count: 1 hit
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(Page 1)..."I swear on my life to never betray you or reveal any of your secrets. My Avalokitesvara." Maithri hissed back, her black eyes burning with a frightening level of furor. Despite her initial reluctance Olivia felt oddly compelled to throw back the blankets. To be entirely honest she felt a certain ineffable pride or perhaps gleeful exhibitionism in the act. Her gleaming, towering prosthetic twanged briefly as it escaped its fabric prison. Maithri gasped, both her hands clapping over her mouth....
Open House (Full Version) by Dray26
Description: Outwardly mild couple juggles secrets & horniness.
Pages: 5
Tags: masturbation, group sex, incest, lesbian, oral sex, lesbian sex, group
Pages: 5
Tags: masturbation, group sex, incest, lesbian, oral sex, lesbian sex, group
Distance: 199.828 meters
Keywords and counts: chain: 1, prison: 1
Count: 2 hits
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Count: 2 hits
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(Page 2)...Finally, he approached the destination. Pulling up to the mailbox and double-checking the address, he was both relieved and a bit panicked to see the secluded home, roughly fifty yards from the main road. Naturally, there was a long gravel drive leading up to the home. Now pitch black, the night was like a blanket out here in the countryside, and as he pulled into the driveway, he envisioned masked goons appearing from the shadows and holding chain saws, blocking his escape. He had seen way too many horror movies, he realized, but trumping that was the fact that he probably watched twice as much pornography....
(Page 3)...Nervous but excited for the chance to finally be somewhat independent – at least for a few days, Andrea scanned the room as they were given the weekend's ground rules. Nine pm curfew, boys stay on the east side, girls on the west side, no exceptions. Six rooms per side, each room containing two bunks, with hooks and a basic chest of drawers to store clothing. Common restrooms on each side, with each room assigned its own block of shower times. So THIS is what prison is like, Andrea thought, but she was determined to keep an open mind....
(Page 3)...Nervous but excited for the chance to finally be somewhat independent – at least for a few days, Andrea scanned the room as they were given the weekend's ground rules. Nine pm curfew, boys stay on the east side, girls on the west side, no exceptions. Six rooms per side, each room containing two bunks, with hooks and a basic chest of drawers to store clothing. Common restrooms on each side, with each room assigned its own block of shower times. So THIS is what prison is like, Andrea thought, but she was determined to keep an open mind....
Interracial Love
-----A Debt to Pay by lannasage
Description: She had to pay.
Pages: 2
Tags: bw/wm, interracial, reluctance/non-consent, mafia, black woman, non-con, noncon
Pages: 2
Tags: bw/wm, interracial, reluctance/non-consent, mafia, black woman, non-con, noncon
Distance: 80.414 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
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Count: 1 hit
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(Page 1)...She looked down at her feet in defeat, obviously, she didn't have anything near that amount. Of course, it was expected, not a lot of people had over a hundred thousand lying around and he doubted he would have even taken her money if she offered it. Steve had to learn to be a man the hard way, three days in his little prison simply wasn't enough, if he got an easy let off, he would just try to rip some other person off. He didn't like men like Steve, men who put their loved ones in tight places, no sense of responsibility whatsoever, he had only taken in the kid three years ago because Lloyd had brought him over and claimed he needed some money. He was young and eager to learn and back then Sergei had thought he would be a good addition to the team, however. the past years had proven him wrong and he couldn't just keep letting him off, he wasn't a kid anymore....
Loving Wives
-----All You Need is Love by BillandKate
Description: Charlie discovers revenge doesn't work as planned.
Pages: 4
Tags: revenge, infidelity, prostitute, cheating wife, romance, divorce, romantic
Pages: 4
Tags: revenge, infidelity, prostitute, cheating wife, romance, divorce, romantic
Distance: 145.135 meters
Keywords and counts: jail: 5, prison: 17, solitary: 1, perman: 1
Count: 24 hits
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Count: 24 hits
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(Page 1)...Based on the fact I pulled Haley's hair, nothing else; I was handcuffed and carted off to jail....
(Page 1)...I'm not bi-sexual and I've never had suppressed desires to be with a man; I simply had no choice in the matter. I have the missing teeth, broken nose and two black eyes to attest to my reluctance to enter into this jailhouse relationship. Ron and his gang of Aryans worked me over until I had little choice. Suck him off or die. Two positive things came out of this disaster: Ron doesn't share, therefore I'm off-limits to the other Aryans and now I'm protected from the non-Aryan gangs. A devil's bargain. I was also lucky Iron Ron thinks it's 'gay' to stick his dick in another man's asshole; he's happy with the blow-jobs....
(Page 1)...The "Save Our Furry Friends" website asked for monetary contributions. The tens of thousands email addresses collected over the past three years provided a mailing list of potential contributors. It didn't cost a cent to send out the first solicitation. The result was good; some cash came in, the checks and credit card information were sold to an off-shore criminal. After two months, I had twenty-one thousand dollars; more than enough for my first of two post-prison goals....
(Page 2)..."Nah, this isn't revenge; this is justice. Johansson was a decent kid. A little over a year after he became Young's playmate he died. The rumor going around the yard was Ron held the kid's head down too long and suffocated him. Johansson deserved better. Young spent two months in solitary, they got him for not reporting Johansson's death until the next morning. That's it."...
(Page 2)...I was watching Trent's eyes as he answered; you learn to look at the eyes when you're in prison, the eyes really are the windows to the soul. I decided Trent was telling me the truth. As if to reinforce my gut, Trent continued....
(Page 2)...Monday, I gave the information and a five-hundred-dollar deposit to a PI down in El Paso who confirmed the address and other information was still current. Tuesday morning after work, I knocked on my parent's door. Although my mother visited me a few times in prison, I hadn't seen my father since the day I was sentenced. That day, he just looked at me with sadness and pain. Now he stood at the door; I wondered if he'd let me in....
(Page 3)...Haley refused to obey the judge's ruling and made a nuisance of herself; showing up at our door at odd hours, ignoring the restraining order we eventually served her with, banging on our door any time we didn't answer it. Even after she spent a weekend in jail, nothing changed. When the police proved to be a poor deterrent, I decided to resort to a different tactic....
(Page 4)..."I guess sometimes we do things to survive that are contrary to who we believe we are. The thing to remember is this: you can't let it change you inside. You must forgive yourself and vow to be that person you once were. You've become Charlie Kline, loving father and all-around good guy, again. If you need to forgive yourself for what happened in prison; start forgiving yourself today. I love you, Charlie Kline, and don't think you have anything to be ashamed of."...
The Weekend Pt. 05 by javmor79
(Page 1)...I'm not bi-sexual and I've never had suppressed desires to be with a man; I simply had no choice in the matter. I have the missing teeth, broken nose and two black eyes to attest to my reluctance to enter into this jailhouse relationship. Ron and his gang of Aryans worked me over until I had little choice. Suck him off or die. Two positive things came out of this disaster: Ron doesn't share, therefore I'm off-limits to the other Aryans and now I'm protected from the non-Aryan gangs. A devil's bargain. I was also lucky Iron Ron thinks it's 'gay' to stick his dick in another man's asshole; he's happy with the blow-jobs....
(Page 1)...The "Save Our Furry Friends" website asked for monetary contributions. The tens of thousands email addresses collected over the past three years provided a mailing list of potential contributors. It didn't cost a cent to send out the first solicitation. The result was good; some cash came in, the checks and credit card information were sold to an off-shore criminal. After two months, I had twenty-one thousand dollars; more than enough for my first of two post-prison goals....
(Page 2)..."Nah, this isn't revenge; this is justice. Johansson was a decent kid. A little over a year after he became Young's playmate he died. The rumor going around the yard was Ron held the kid's head down too long and suffocated him. Johansson deserved better. Young spent two months in solitary, they got him for not reporting Johansson's death until the next morning. That's it."...
(Page 2)...I was watching Trent's eyes as he answered; you learn to look at the eyes when you're in prison, the eyes really are the windows to the soul. I decided Trent was telling me the truth. As if to reinforce my gut, Trent continued....
(Page 2)...Monday, I gave the information and a five-hundred-dollar deposit to a PI down in El Paso who confirmed the address and other information was still current. Tuesday morning after work, I knocked on my parent's door. Although my mother visited me a few times in prison, I hadn't seen my father since the day I was sentenced. That day, he just looked at me with sadness and pain. Now he stood at the door; I wondered if he'd let me in....
(Page 3)...Haley refused to obey the judge's ruling and made a nuisance of herself; showing up at our door at odd hours, ignoring the restraining order we eventually served her with, banging on our door any time we didn't answer it. Even after she spent a weekend in jail, nothing changed. When the police proved to be a poor deterrent, I decided to resort to a different tactic....
(Page 4)..."I guess sometimes we do things to survive that are contrary to who we believe we are. The thing to remember is this: you can't let it change you inside. You must forgive yourself and vow to be that person you once were. You've become Charlie Kline, loving father and all-around good guy, again. If you need to forgive yourself for what happened in prison; start forgiving yourself today. I love you, Charlie Kline, and don't think you have anything to be ashamed of."...
Description: Confrontations can't be avoided forever.
Pages: 4
Tags: infidelity, remorse, jilted husband, fight, co-worker, cameo character
Pages: 4
Tags: infidelity, remorse, jilted husband, fight, co-worker, cameo character
Distance: 146.985 meters
Keywords and counts: perman: 1, prison: 1, jail: 3
Count: 5 hits
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Count: 5 hits
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(Page 1)...As the two went their separate ways to work, they had different experiences. Lee found that he needed a day off to process things. His best friend, Daryl, offered him a place on his couch while he got his head on straight. When Lee went home to pack a bag, he found Regina's bag that she took on her weekend trip. The contents of that bag held evidence that made Lee feel like she was trying to replace him. It broke something inside of him, and he decided to make this temporary hiatus a little more permanent....
(Page 3)...Humiliation filled him, driving the pain out. A realization of sorts set in with him as he was reminded of a truth given to him by his father before he went to prison....
(Page 3)...This got her another taunting laugh. "Haven't you been paying attention? You already did that; A LOT! Of course, I had to deal with all the constant belly aching about you losing that goddamn baby. I mean, you stayed stuck on that shit! Miscarriages are sad, but they happen all the time. Most people get over it, not wallow in it. But not Gina! No, Gina milks that for all the sympathy that it'll get her. You use that get-out-of-jail-free card to do what the fuck you want. You expect people to hug you and tell you that it's not your fault you're such a selfish bitch. No matter what you do or who you crush while doing it, you're the victim! It's a wonder your husband hasn't left you sooner!"...
(Page 3)...Friday is the end of the week for most people, including judges. Getting arrested for aggravated assault doesn't change that. Since it was around 4:30 on Friday when Lee was processed, the judge wouldn't set bail until the beginning of the following week. So, to add extra flavoring to his shit sandwich, he had to spend the weekend in jail....
(Page 4)...Lee grunted in frustration as he rubbed his temples with his fingers. "Gina, not today. I've spent the last three days in jail. I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I badly need a shower."...
Karma Served Cold by MaximusTheMad
(Page 3)...Humiliation filled him, driving the pain out. A realization of sorts set in with him as he was reminded of a truth given to him by his father before he went to prison....
(Page 3)...This got her another taunting laugh. "Haven't you been paying attention? You already did that; A LOT! Of course, I had to deal with all the constant belly aching about you losing that goddamn baby. I mean, you stayed stuck on that shit! Miscarriages are sad, but they happen all the time. Most people get over it, not wallow in it. But not Gina! No, Gina milks that for all the sympathy that it'll get her. You use that get-out-of-jail-free card to do what the fuck you want. You expect people to hug you and tell you that it's not your fault you're such a selfish bitch. No matter what you do or who you crush while doing it, you're the victim! It's a wonder your husband hasn't left you sooner!"...
(Page 3)...Friday is the end of the week for most people, including judges. Getting arrested for aggravated assault doesn't change that. Since it was around 4:30 on Friday when Lee was processed, the judge wouldn't set bail until the beginning of the following week. So, to add extra flavoring to his shit sandwich, he had to spend the weekend in jail....
(Page 4)...Lee grunted in frustration as he rubbed his temples with his fingers. "Gina, not today. I've spent the last three days in jail. I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I badly need a shower."...
Description: Betrayed man, helps Karma decide the fate of his wife.
Pages: 10
Tags: cheating wife, love after betrayal, redemption, revenge
Pages: 10
Tags: cheating wife, love after betrayal, redemption, revenge
Distance: 385.072 meters
Keywords and counts: perman: 2, chain: 1, lesbian: 1, jail: 4, prison: 3
Count: 11 hits
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Count: 11 hits
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(Page 4)..."She deserves to know Dave. Tell her the fucking truth or I'll shove this so far up your ass they'll have to make it a permanent fixture in your colon."...
(Page 5)...Now imagine that all of the sudden the highways were filled with 15% more cars than the optimal number. The speed of the cars would have to be reduced across the board because of a daisy chain effect. But the number of cars that get put into the highway past the optimal number, exponentially effects speed. So, let's say we increase the number of cars on the road by 1% and it reduces overall speed by 1%, then adding 2% would decrease it by 4%, and 3% would decrease speed by 9% etc. (as an example not real results). So, if you can imagine if you took 15% of cars off the severely congested road, how much faster the cars would be able to go....
(Page 5)..."You know that I'm bi-sexual, Mike," Gloria said, and waited a second for me to catch on but I didn't. "I prefer men of course but in college I did have a full-time lesbian relationship for two years..." she said, looking at Nancy....
(Page 6)..."You think she is trying to get a confession out of him?" I said. "All I had to do was show the judge this video..." I said, holding up my phone and pressing play. "As you can see, this video shows him perjuring himself...The only reason I didn't show it to the judge is for Mom's sake... I'm not going to be the one to send him to jail... even if he is a lying, backstabbing, thief!"...
(Page 6)...There were supposed to be volunteers helping with the marketing, and day to day office stuff, but a lot of them left when the last CEO left. Although, saying that he left is putting it nicely, he was allowed to quit after he was caught embezzling from the charity. Why not fire him and have him arrested? The bad publicity would have ruined the charity's reputation, no one wants to donate to a charity that is corrupt. However, Ted did force the ex-CEO to pay back everything; even forcing the sale of his house and liquidation of his assets to stay out of jail....
(Page 7)...Luckily, I knew a guy at the gym who owed me a favor who had plenty of experience doing this kind of thing. He had a huge temper and had been fired repeatedly from job after job until he was ordered to go to anger management by a judge as part of a plea agreement for an assault case he was under. "Three strikes and you're out" laws in California would have sent him to prison for many years, so he took the deal because he had a family to support....
(Page 7)...When I think back at this conversation, I realize now that Diane never mentioned Nancy. At the time I thought she was just concerned about me going to jail. But now I see it as her not wanting anything to happen to Dave, her lover. Funny how a little perspective changes how you see things....
(Page 10)..."That's good, and I hope she does," I said sincerely. "Dave is in jail, last time I checked. Live by the sword, die by the sword. I believe that, more than I believe in Karma. Dave had been tempting fate for a long time. When the police heard about him getting Diane hooked on drugs, they started watching him. He was caught in a sting operation, propositioning an underaged girl online that turned out to be an undercover cop. I guess the thrill of fucking married women just didn't do it for him anymore. So, he chased after the wrong prey. Now, I'm sure he's getting all of the illicit sex he wants, as someone's bitch," I said, "It's sad, really. All that hurt and pain, it's almost like an entity that has to hop from one person to another..."...
(Page 5)...Now imagine that all of the sudden the highways were filled with 15% more cars than the optimal number. The speed of the cars would have to be reduced across the board because of a daisy chain effect. But the number of cars that get put into the highway past the optimal number, exponentially effects speed. So, let's say we increase the number of cars on the road by 1% and it reduces overall speed by 1%, then adding 2% would decrease it by 4%, and 3% would decrease speed by 9% etc. (as an example not real results). So, if you can imagine if you took 15% of cars off the severely congested road, how much faster the cars would be able to go....
(Page 5)..."You know that I'm bi-sexual, Mike," Gloria said, and waited a second for me to catch on but I didn't. "I prefer men of course but in college I did have a full-time lesbian relationship for two years..." she said, looking at Nancy....
(Page 6)..."You think she is trying to get a confession out of him?" I said. "All I had to do was show the judge this video..." I said, holding up my phone and pressing play. "As you can see, this video shows him perjuring himself...The only reason I didn't show it to the judge is for Mom's sake... I'm not going to be the one to send him to jail... even if he is a lying, backstabbing, thief!"...
(Page 6)...There were supposed to be volunteers helping with the marketing, and day to day office stuff, but a lot of them left when the last CEO left. Although, saying that he left is putting it nicely, he was allowed to quit after he was caught embezzling from the charity. Why not fire him and have him arrested? The bad publicity would have ruined the charity's reputation, no one wants to donate to a charity that is corrupt. However, Ted did force the ex-CEO to pay back everything; even forcing the sale of his house and liquidation of his assets to stay out of jail....
(Page 7)...Luckily, I knew a guy at the gym who owed me a favor who had plenty of experience doing this kind of thing. He had a huge temper and had been fired repeatedly from job after job until he was ordered to go to anger management by a judge as part of a plea agreement for an assault case he was under. "Three strikes and you're out" laws in California would have sent him to prison for many years, so he took the deal because he had a family to support....
(Page 7)...When I think back at this conversation, I realize now that Diane never mentioned Nancy. At the time I thought she was just concerned about me going to jail. But now I see it as her not wanting anything to happen to Dave, her lover. Funny how a little perspective changes how you see things....
(Page 10)..."That's good, and I hope she does," I said sincerely. "Dave is in jail, last time I checked. Live by the sword, die by the sword. I believe that, more than I believe in Karma. Dave had been tempting fate for a long time. When the police heard about him getting Diane hooked on drugs, they started watching him. He was caught in a sting operation, propositioning an underaged girl online that turned out to be an undercover cop. I guess the thrill of fucking married women just didn't do it for him anymore. So, he chased after the wrong prey. Now, I'm sure he's getting all of the illicit sex he wants, as someone's bitch," I said, "It's sad, really. All that hurt and pain, it's almost like an entity that has to hop from one person to another..."...
Mature
-----Last Chance at Forever Love Ch. 09 by SenuousandSeductivelySexy
Description: Drunk & asleep, stripping Sophia's sister, Regina naked.
Pages: 4
Tags: modeling, erotic modeling, older man, younger woman, mature
Pages: 4
Tags: modeling, erotic modeling, older man, younger woman, mature
Distance: 165.023 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 3
Count: 3 hits
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Count: 3 hits
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(Page 2)...Just down the hall, the walk to my bed felt longer than I remembered. Strangely enough, somehow the walk to my bedroom reminded me of a prisoner walking to the gallows. The thought of her sharing my bed naked just as did her sister had done was exciting beyond words, yet intimidating. This woman was only 23-years-old yet so worldly and sexually experienced....
(Page 3)...She looked so much like Sophia but, obviously by her take no prisoners attitude, Regina was her own sexual person. As if she was dying and this was her last kiss, she kissed more lustfully than did her sister. When I kissed Sophia there was a relaxing erotica in her kisses whereas with Regina, it was a rushed, desperate purpose. The purpose being to get her to a place, a place of heightened arousal, where I could fuck her hard and fast to make her cum....
(Page 3)...I had an image of her going into one of those XXX-rated porn movies alone and taking on the entire audience of perverted men. I had a feeling that she'd prefer a couple of convicts who've been serving hard time and just broke out of prison to ravish her than having sex with me. Suddenly, I had an image of her being gangbanged by a bunch of Hells Angels. After she wore them all out, I had an image of her being pissed off because they didn't have any more to give her....
(Page 3)...She looked so much like Sophia but, obviously by her take no prisoners attitude, Regina was her own sexual person. As if she was dying and this was her last kiss, she kissed more lustfully than did her sister. When I kissed Sophia there was a relaxing erotica in her kisses whereas with Regina, it was a rushed, desperate purpose. The purpose being to get her to a place, a place of heightened arousal, where I could fuck her hard and fast to make her cum....
(Page 3)...I had an image of her going into one of those XXX-rated porn movies alone and taking on the entire audience of perverted men. I had a feeling that she'd prefer a couple of convicts who've been serving hard time and just broke out of prison to ravish her than having sex with me. Suddenly, I had an image of her being gangbanged by a bunch of Hells Angels. After she wore them all out, I had an image of her being pissed off because they didn't have any more to give her....
NonConsent/Reluctance
-----Miracle on Slutty 4th Street Ch. 02 by TheTalkMan
Description: Two slutty carolers sing some very wicked songs.
Pages: 4
Tags: cheating, big tits, reluctance, betrayal, temptation, christmas, carolers, married man, female bullies, songs
Pages: 4
Tags: cheating, big tits, reluctance, betrayal, temptation, christmas, carolers, married man, female bullies, songs
Distance: 127.004 meters
Keywords and counts: lesbian: 3, prison: 1, perman: 1
Count: 5 hits
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Count: 5 hits
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(Page 2)..."But our lips look so delicious..." Kenzie said, before turning to face her friend, smiling at her, then bringing their plump lips together, kissing softly, slipping each other a bit of tongue before pulling back, giggling, their smooth lips connected by small bands of spit. Dale was a mature, normal man, the furthest thing from a hormone-crazed teenager. But even at this, the 'LESBIANS, LESBIANS, LESBIANS' alarm went off in his head....
(Page 3)...Dale suddenly felt a weight lift off as Lucy crawled down the bed, releasing his face from the delightful prison between her ass-cheeks. He looked up, eyes blinking against the light, just in time to see Lucy kneeling over his dick, facing him, just in time to see her lowering her shaved cunt over his swollen married shaft....
(Page 3)..."And you'll give us two just as much..." Lucy added. "Fuck!" She screamed out, her tits still bouncing in his grasping palms as she rode him. As she bounced on his cock, the small, silvery cross hanging from her neck would intermittently appear to his gaze, stuffed between her huge, fleshy tits, the contrast of the religious symbol encased by such sinful curves not lost on him. He found himself momentarily hypnotized by the sight. As he stared at her bouncing chest, her lust-ridden eyes focused enough to look down at Dale again. "You'll pay the Church... and you'll pay us... or else we send a copy of the video my phone is taking right now to your wife, your daughter, and everyone you know..." she said, looking at the dresser, where her phone was clearly placed, recording everything. Holy shit! It was true. This was being recorded. The downfall of his marriage and the end of his years of fidelity was being recorded. The corruption of his soul at the hands of these two little minxes was being put onto permanent record. His eyes locked on that phone as ideas began rising to his mind....
Blackmailed Bride Ch. 04 by Thors_Fist
(Page 3)...Dale suddenly felt a weight lift off as Lucy crawled down the bed, releasing his face from the delightful prison between her ass-cheeks. He looked up, eyes blinking against the light, just in time to see Lucy kneeling over his dick, facing him, just in time to see her lowering her shaved cunt over his swollen married shaft....
(Page 3)..."And you'll give us two just as much..." Lucy added. "Fuck!" She screamed out, her tits still bouncing in his grasping palms as she rode him. As she bounced on his cock, the small, silvery cross hanging from her neck would intermittently appear to his gaze, stuffed between her huge, fleshy tits, the contrast of the religious symbol encased by such sinful curves not lost on him. He found himself momentarily hypnotized by the sight. As he stared at her bouncing chest, her lust-ridden eyes focused enough to look down at Dale again. "You'll pay the Church... and you'll pay us... or else we send a copy of the video my phone is taking right now to your wife, your daughter, and everyone you know..." she said, looking at the dresser, where her phone was clearly placed, recording everything. Holy shit! It was true. This was being recorded. The downfall of his marriage and the end of his years of fidelity was being recorded. The corruption of his soul at the hands of these two little minxes was being put onto permanent record. His eyes locked on that phone as ideas began rising to his mind....
Description: Brooke's and Tanner's wedding takes unexpected twist.
Pages: 2
Tags: blow job, oral sex, non-consent, reluctance, blackmailed, swallowing cum, first time, betrayed, wedding
Pages: 2
Tags: blow job, oral sex, non-consent, reluctance, blackmailed, swallowing cum, first time, betrayed, wedding
Distance: 65.777 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
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Count: 1 hit
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(Page 1)...Was it Tiffany, my oldest friend, going back to junior high? Taylor, Donna or Yvonne; friends since freshman year in college? Suki, Erin, Cheyenne or Maria, my teammates in college? Who hated me enough to do this? The only other person who was there was Sydney, Tanner's sister. Why would she do something so destructive to Tanner? Did she secretly hate him? She certainly never acted as if she did. In fact, they got along better than most siblings I knew. The only ones I knew who got along better was Cheyenne and her siblings, both whole and step, as they'd helped fill a void left when her mother went to prison for killing her father....
Serving Hard Time by Iwroteathing
Description: Diary of a prison warden looking for a feast.
Pages: 2
Tags: humiliation, enf, degraded, moral degeneration, mind break, tattoos, head shaved, piercing, blackmail, enslaved
Pages: 2
Tags: humiliation, enf, degraded, moral degeneration, mind break, tattoos, head shaved, piercing, blackmail, enslaved
Distance: 70.963 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 71, solitary: 1, chain: 4, perman: 1
Count: 77 hits
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Count: 77 hits
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(Page 1)...Today I realised a dream I have had for a long time. I finally got a job as a warden in a men's prison. When you are a woman, even a tall imposing one like me, everyone wants you to start out in women's prisons, so for the last eight years I have been working one female prison after another, giving my all so that one day I could get promoted to my real goal....
(Page 1)...As I returned to the prison I saw my opportunity, I decided to act a bit drunker than I was. Let the prisoners see the peak of the mountain so to speak. All eyes were on me looking a bit worse for wear, if it wasn't for the lockdown and the riot suppression unit they would have had me right there. At one point, in full view of all prisoners, I decided to "take off these uncomfortable shoes." bending over in front of them and catching their gaze between my legs remains my best memory of the night....
(Page 1)...While I wiped myself down the prisoner with the camera phone made sure to show me all the video footage he had taken. He then told me that I should have another performance ready by the end of next week or the footage is going on the internet....
(Page 1)...I lost track of time while the prisoners feasted on my body. I was bent as far forward and my arms could manage and one at a time they would fill me from behind. Having been kept in a cage for so long they were rabid, I was grabbed, squeezed and even bitten with all the ferocity they could manage. Every time one finished with me they would sign their name on my ass, a reminder of every man who for a moment owned my pussy....
(Page 1)...Next I stripped down to my bare flesh, my naked quivering body exposed for all to see. Then I left the warden's office and took a walk among the caged animals. Immediately the whole prison came to life. There was yelling and grasping but I remained just out of their reach. Taunting the animals into a frenzy....
(Page 2)..."Well then, I think it's time we all showed this horny bitch who's in charge and who's the meat don't you." The prisoners all nodded in agreement. "So how about this, you are not allowed food until every single prisoner here has cum inside every one of your holes." The swirling mass of testosterone filled my head with sick thoughts that drowned out the small voice wishing I had eaten a larger breakfast this morning....
(Page 2)...I wasn't able to write in my diary that night as they ran a chain through my clit piercing and padlocked my pussy to the shower. Any time I found a position to sleep in, one of the predators would show their dominance by turning on the shower. I cannot describe the sensation of being showered with cold water while the vibrations of the water running through the pipe are delivered directly to my clit. Needless to say it wasn't helpful for a good night's sleep....
(Page 2)...The alpha showed me the footage they had on the camera, every dirty degrading moment of my fall. He promised me that every new prisoner would know just what kind of a women their warden was. He also had a request for me....
While Courting Our Demons Ch. 22 by PhilippaMaQuente
(Page 1)...As I returned to the prison I saw my opportunity, I decided to act a bit drunker than I was. Let the prisoners see the peak of the mountain so to speak. All eyes were on me looking a bit worse for wear, if it wasn't for the lockdown and the riot suppression unit they would have had me right there. At one point, in full view of all prisoners, I decided to "take off these uncomfortable shoes." bending over in front of them and catching their gaze between my legs remains my best memory of the night....
(Page 1)...While I wiped myself down the prisoner with the camera phone made sure to show me all the video footage he had taken. He then told me that I should have another performance ready by the end of next week or the footage is going on the internet....
(Page 1)...I lost track of time while the prisoners feasted on my body. I was bent as far forward and my arms could manage and one at a time they would fill me from behind. Having been kept in a cage for so long they were rabid, I was grabbed, squeezed and even bitten with all the ferocity they could manage. Every time one finished with me they would sign their name on my ass, a reminder of every man who for a moment owned my pussy....
(Page 1)...Next I stripped down to my bare flesh, my naked quivering body exposed for all to see. Then I left the warden's office and took a walk among the caged animals. Immediately the whole prison came to life. There was yelling and grasping but I remained just out of their reach. Taunting the animals into a frenzy....
(Page 2)..."Well then, I think it's time we all showed this horny bitch who's in charge and who's the meat don't you." The prisoners all nodded in agreement. "So how about this, you are not allowed food until every single prisoner here has cum inside every one of your holes." The swirling mass of testosterone filled my head with sick thoughts that drowned out the small voice wishing I had eaten a larger breakfast this morning....
(Page 2)...I wasn't able to write in my diary that night as they ran a chain through my clit piercing and padlocked my pussy to the shower. Any time I found a position to sleep in, one of the predators would show their dominance by turning on the shower. I cannot describe the sensation of being showered with cold water while the vibrations of the water running through the pipe are delivered directly to my clit. Needless to say it wasn't helpful for a good night's sleep....
(Page 2)...The alpha showed me the footage they had on the camera, every dirty degrading moment of my fall. He promised me that every new prisoner would know just what kind of a women their warden was. He also had a request for me....
Description: FINALE 1: The Original Ending- Mischief Managed.
Pages: 15
Tags: dark erotica, bdsm, mmfm, non-consent, paraphilia, revenge, polyamory, fisting, non-con, noncon
Pages: 15
Tags: dark erotica, bdsm, mmfm, non-consent, paraphilia, revenge, polyamory, fisting, non-con, noncon
Distance: 605.436 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 2, jail: 2, bondage: 4, chain: 3
Count: 11 hits
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Count: 11 hits
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(Page 2)..."But how long would she wait? Can we even trust her? I just don't know." I knew what M was thinking, because I was thinking it too. If we turned ourselves in, set her free, there'd be arrests, and jail, and however long it would take to go through the trial and plus the sentence after. If we got life in prison we'd never see her again, and then ultimately we'd lose. We were all guilty; we knew it. There was evidence aplenty to prove it, and fuck, I don't know if I could face a jury knowing what we'd done and try to plead 'not guilty'....
(Page 2)...There was going to be a sacrifice either way. Was it her friends, her life, her family? Or was it our asses in jail? I wouldn't tell the guys, but I felt cold panic settling in....
(Page 3)..."Do we count two hits already, R?" J said quietly. "He's already got Bondagecard and regular." R, stretched to my left, his hand running up and down J's leg, just teasing so far....
(Page 4)..."I am going to enjoy this," he growled. "You dress me as a villain, I'm going to be a villain." Clutching me by the throat, C dragged me toward the side of the bed. I choked but obliged his effort by crawling after him. Getting to his feet, the big guy shoved me to the mattress and held me down with one arm while he bent and dug around in the bondage gear. Straps and buckles galore appeared as he tossed things on the bed. I couldn't help but stare at the shiny black vinyl material lying in a heap by me. "We start at the slut's suggestion. I've captured the little 'police girl', and you two have to come in and 'rescue' her." The guys moved in closer, beginning to sort out the pieces of gear C was tossing up onto the bed....
(Page 7)..."Thank you, J," I muttered close to her ear, "I think so too." Tonight, I wanted to be playful. Sexy. Loving. Romantic. All those things I told myself for years I wasn't. Tonight was going to be special to me. Jane would not just be my plaything- I wanted her to be truly mine. She'd been my plaything for enough sessions of rough sex and rape. She'd been my plaything during the costume fantasy R built for her. As much as I enjoyed being Dominant, taking her, I'd come to acknowledge I had a softer side, and desires that didn't need the whips and chains. This was my chance to show J all of that....
(Page 8)...The sentiment remained tightly chained up in my mind, but my body was busy urging him to pick the locks. I used some of my own moisture, spilling messily down my thighs, to lube him and worked him in my palm. In turn, Cal was biting my breasts while stroking me furiously, even using his free hand to seize my wrist before I could make him spill. My orgasm was so close I could taste it. He bit my throat, molesting me under my panties, and in another second I felt my pussy contract....
(Page 10)...They fucked me hard and raw, pleasure assaulting my senses until I was limp in their arms. A few times, C and R speared me deep at the exact same moment and my screams broke the seal of my lips off M's cock. I didn't know how long they'd spent railing me by the time their hot semen started flowing, but it felt like hours. R went first, pumping himself dry in my asshole. He seethed as his body thrashed itself against my cheeks, and he stilled, his cock softening inside me. M spurted down my throat not long after, and I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his salty cum. C was last, and he bit my throat as he came right as he rammed my cervix, filling me with an imprisoned dose of sperm I almost wished could make me pregnant....
(Page 12)...The strange little flicker of dread faded as I began thinking about bondage and sex, and that would soon become my biggest regret. Ignoring my gut was not something I did easily, but at that time I was confident things were wrapped. She was supposed to be ours, the game over....
(Page 2)...There was going to be a sacrifice either way. Was it her friends, her life, her family? Or was it our asses in jail? I wouldn't tell the guys, but I felt cold panic settling in....
(Page 3)..."Do we count two hits already, R?" J said quietly. "He's already got Bondagecard and regular." R, stretched to my left, his hand running up and down J's leg, just teasing so far....
(Page 4)..."I am going to enjoy this," he growled. "You dress me as a villain, I'm going to be a villain." Clutching me by the throat, C dragged me toward the side of the bed. I choked but obliged his effort by crawling after him. Getting to his feet, the big guy shoved me to the mattress and held me down with one arm while he bent and dug around in the bondage gear. Straps and buckles galore appeared as he tossed things on the bed. I couldn't help but stare at the shiny black vinyl material lying in a heap by me. "We start at the slut's suggestion. I've captured the little 'police girl', and you two have to come in and 'rescue' her." The guys moved in closer, beginning to sort out the pieces of gear C was tossing up onto the bed....
(Page 7)..."Thank you, J," I muttered close to her ear, "I think so too." Tonight, I wanted to be playful. Sexy. Loving. Romantic. All those things I told myself for years I wasn't. Tonight was going to be special to me. Jane would not just be my plaything- I wanted her to be truly mine. She'd been my plaything for enough sessions of rough sex and rape. She'd been my plaything during the costume fantasy R built for her. As much as I enjoyed being Dominant, taking her, I'd come to acknowledge I had a softer side, and desires that didn't need the whips and chains. This was my chance to show J all of that....
(Page 8)...The sentiment remained tightly chained up in my mind, but my body was busy urging him to pick the locks. I used some of my own moisture, spilling messily down my thighs, to lube him and worked him in my palm. In turn, Cal was biting my breasts while stroking me furiously, even using his free hand to seize my wrist before I could make him spill. My orgasm was so close I could taste it. He bit my throat, molesting me under my panties, and in another second I felt my pussy contract....
(Page 10)...They fucked me hard and raw, pleasure assaulting my senses until I was limp in their arms. A few times, C and R speared me deep at the exact same moment and my screams broke the seal of my lips off M's cock. I didn't know how long they'd spent railing me by the time their hot semen started flowing, but it felt like hours. R went first, pumping himself dry in my asshole. He seethed as his body thrashed itself against my cheeks, and he stilled, his cock softening inside me. M spurted down my throat not long after, and I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his salty cum. C was last, and he bit my throat as he came right as he rammed my cervix, filling me with an imprisoned dose of sperm I almost wished could make me pregnant....
(Page 12)...The strange little flicker of dread faded as I began thinking about bondage and sex, and that would soon become my biggest regret. Ignoring my gut was not something I did easily, but at that time I was confident things were wrapped. She was supposed to be ours, the game over....
NonHuman
-----Devil Mine Pt. 05 by Alexis_Green_writes
Description: Davros reveals his inner beast.
Pages: 2
Tags: vampire, hybrid, kidnapping, non-human, nonhuman
Pages: 2
Tags: vampire, hybrid, kidnapping, non-human, nonhuman
Distance: 83.089 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1, isolat: 1
Count: 2 hits
Samples:
Count: 2 hits
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(Page 1)...The darker part of him shifted inside his chest, anxious to come to the surface and taste her. He held it back as he took her bra off and flung it over the side of the bed. Her chest lifted once her breasts were freed from their fabric prison....
(Page 2)...Fresh tears welled up as she realized how isolated it must be. How easy it would be to keep someone from escaping. She turned away to go to the washroom. After taking a long hot shower in the glass enclosed shower she wrapped herself in a towel and went to search for some clothes. She pulled on a pair of black leggings, another sports bra, a white tank top and then the cashmere cardigan. She found a pair of hiking boots in the bottom of the wardrobe and added those to her ensemble....
(Page 2)...Fresh tears welled up as she realized how isolated it must be. How easy it would be to keep someone from escaping. She turned away to go to the washroom. After taking a long hot shower in the glass enclosed shower she wrapped herself in a towel and went to search for some clothes. She pulled on a pair of black leggings, another sports bra, a white tank top and then the cashmere cardigan. She found a pair of hiking boots in the bottom of the wardrobe and added those to her ensemble....
Novels and Novellas
-----Brett's Angels Pt. 05 by Woodbgood
Description: Brett's adds more angels, and the mystery continues.
Pages: 5
Tags: novella, mild bdsm, polygamy
Pages: 5
Tags: novella, mild bdsm, polygamy
Distance: 184.969 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 3, perman: 2, bondage: 1, jail: 2
Count: 8 hits
Samples:
Count: 8 hits
Samples:
(Page 1)..."Yes, sweetheart I do, but sometimes I question why some things happen; take for instance why did I get kidnapped and have to endure three years of living hell? Then I think that I stayed strong, kept my faith and somehow managed to wean myself off of the drugs so that I could escape that awful prison. Then my wonderful little red car was waiting for me. Could I have done all that without prayer? I doubt that I would have made out alive without my faith. Finally, by God's grace, you saved me, and we fell in love. Brett, knowing what I know today, I would suffer it all again if I knew it would lead to spending my life with you my darling."...
(Page 1)..."Abby, when I touched you, and our eyes met, and I fell into those deep emerald pools that are your eyes, I knew that somehow I had to protect you and eventually make you a permanent part of my life. I am certain that I didn't believe in anything even resembling love at first sight before that moment. Yet, I can't figure out any other way to describe that feeling. It was instantaneous."...
(Page 1)..."Baby, would you approve if I arrange to bring Helen here to recover and then we can help her with employment and a place to live? The fact is, she can stay at our house until she figures things out and we find her a permanent home of her own." Her eyes immediately filled with tears and she began to sob aloud. Brett wiped away Abby's tears with his finger and pushed her beautiful hair behind her ear....
(Page 1)..."Abby, while you are getting healthier perhaps you can help contribute ideas for what we will need to care for these women. They will have health and nutrition issues as well as mental issues that will all require treatment by different agencies. It also occurred to me that if these men have been making a lot of money, then it may be possible to seek remuneration from these men for the time you were all imprisoned and for all of the pain that they caused."...
(Page 1)..."In my research, I found a comment that referred to romantic dominant and submissive relationships. Is it possible to have a loving relationship that includes game playing in our sex lives and that these games might include spanking, and light bondage? My thinking is yes it can, but remember my earlier words from last week when I said, 'I cannot physically or mentally harm you.'" Responded Brett....
(Page 2)...Lastly, Charley had increased the security at the home compound by adding sensors to the wrought iron fencing and gates, additional monitoring cameras and a monitor room in the main house. Until the kidnappers were safely in jail, extra guards would be on the property, and a 24/7 monitor observation team would monitor both homes and all of the estate property....
(Page 3)..."Yes, Brett I have tried to explain that some discipline if done with love and consent is wonderful to the right person. Some women actually become sexually excited during a spanking. It's not for everyone, but for those who like or even need a dominant for discipline, it can be wonderful. The abuse I received when I was a prisoner and the way they treated me like a whore, has nothing to do with this lifestyle."...
(Page 3)..."My dear, they didn't know much yesterday as it was too soon after it happened. I am just happy that no one was seriously hurt and that we left before anything else happened. I am going to tell you both straight. The police believe that the shot may have been meant to send a message to us, to back off from our efforts to find the slave houses in Birmingham. It could also have been an attempt by the kidnappers from Mobile to scare you off from identifying them. They just don't know how tough you are Abby or that we are going to send them all to jail or to death row as soon as possible. Am I correct in accessing your feelings in this matter?"...
Money Well Spent by qhml1
(Page 1)..."Abby, when I touched you, and our eyes met, and I fell into those deep emerald pools that are your eyes, I knew that somehow I had to protect you and eventually make you a permanent part of my life. I am certain that I didn't believe in anything even resembling love at first sight before that moment. Yet, I can't figure out any other way to describe that feeling. It was instantaneous."...
(Page 1)..."Baby, would you approve if I arrange to bring Helen here to recover and then we can help her with employment and a place to live? The fact is, she can stay at our house until she figures things out and we find her a permanent home of her own." Her eyes immediately filled with tears and she began to sob aloud. Brett wiped away Abby's tears with his finger and pushed her beautiful hair behind her ear....
(Page 1)..."Abby, while you are getting healthier perhaps you can help contribute ideas for what we will need to care for these women. They will have health and nutrition issues as well as mental issues that will all require treatment by different agencies. It also occurred to me that if these men have been making a lot of money, then it may be possible to seek remuneration from these men for the time you were all imprisoned and for all of the pain that they caused."...
(Page 1)..."In my research, I found a comment that referred to romantic dominant and submissive relationships. Is it possible to have a loving relationship that includes game playing in our sex lives and that these games might include spanking, and light bondage? My thinking is yes it can, but remember my earlier words from last week when I said, 'I cannot physically or mentally harm you.'" Responded Brett....
(Page 2)...Lastly, Charley had increased the security at the home compound by adding sensors to the wrought iron fencing and gates, additional monitoring cameras and a monitor room in the main house. Until the kidnappers were safely in jail, extra guards would be on the property, and a 24/7 monitor observation team would monitor both homes and all of the estate property....
(Page 3)..."Yes, Brett I have tried to explain that some discipline if done with love and consent is wonderful to the right person. Some women actually become sexually excited during a spanking. It's not for everyone, but for those who like or even need a dominant for discipline, it can be wonderful. The abuse I received when I was a prisoner and the way they treated me like a whore, has nothing to do with this lifestyle."...
(Page 3)..."My dear, they didn't know much yesterday as it was too soon after it happened. I am just happy that no one was seriously hurt and that we left before anything else happened. I am going to tell you both straight. The police believe that the shot may have been meant to send a message to us, to back off from our efforts to find the slave houses in Birmingham. It could also have been an attempt by the kidnappers from Mobile to scare you off from identifying them. They just don't know how tough you are Abby or that we are going to send them all to jail or to death row as soon as possible. Am I correct in accessing your feelings in this matter?"...
Description: What's In It For Me.
Pages: 11
Tags: novel, novella
Pages: 11
Tags: novel, novella
Distance: 463.564 meters
Keywords and counts: perman: 3, jail: 4, chain: 6, prison: 11
Count: 24 hits
Samples:
Count: 24 hits
Samples:
(Page 1)...My lifestyle didn't allow me much of a love life, so at thirty one I was still single. I dated, had sex pretty often, but found no one that held my attention for more than a month. I was beginning to think bachelorhood would be permanent....
(Page 1)...Upper management chewed the whole weekend crew out, but did nothing else. The publicity we were generating shot us to the number one spot locally for the first time in years. They were looking for ways to hold on, and one of the first things they did was make Jen and I a permanent team....
(Page 4)...Lindsey quickly had the items for him to juggle thrust forward. I went first, grinning, and handed him my wallet, one of those thick biker types anchored with a chain. I did take the chain off. I played to the crowd when I asked him loudly, "This is for the juggling act, right?"...
(Page 5)..."No, he thinks I went shopping for new clothes to impress the clients. He even gave me ten grand to spend. I got on a plane to New York, caught a cab to a local rental agency instead of a national chain, and drove straight here."...
(Page 6)...The businesses had their assets seized by the government, and all the CEO's were arrested. Most of them got life, and most were divorced as they fought it in court, the women trying to secure a future for their children before the money ran out. The Inspectors who falsified reports were set to a supermax prison, and all but two died the first year. The President ended up firing several of his aides, three department heads besides the ones who were charged, assorted undersecretaries, his press secretary, and his lawyer. Faith in his ability to lead fell to a record low for a sitting President. The next year was an election year, and his campaign had been cranking out the ads, fueled by big business. The ads stopped when the big companies stopped funneling money to him, hurting because of the economic shortfalls the crisis had created, and he soon announced his plans to retire after this term. Jim told me much later that he had come within millimeters of having impeachment proceedings being started....
(Page 7)...Underneath the gowns was the formal suit her husband had worn. The girls insisted, and Mom nudged me along, until I finally put it on. It fit like a glove except for the pants being an inch too long. I ended up going to see the seamstress, and getting lessons on how to master the studs, and tie the bow tie. There was a gold watch and chain under the suit, and it rose up to meet my hand as I was placing it back into the trunk. I touched it, and it popped open. There was a photo of Miss Agnes from the late thirties, smiling, and the inscription read "From your loving Mother." My eyes blurred for a moment, probably from all the dust in the trunk, and I whispered, "Thanks, Mom."...
(Page 9)...There was a moment of hesitation, then they heard a man clearly. "Fuck this! I ain't going back to prison."...
(Page 11)...I put my hand over her mouth, and her eyes widened in terror, thinking I was going to strangle her. "Relax, bitch. Killing you would be giving you a pass. No, I expect you to live a long time in prison. I'll be paying good money to make sure you stay healthy. The only drawback to that plan is the state intends to go after the death penalty for all of you. Killing a wheelchair bound octogenarian won't get you a lot of sympathy with jurors. No, I'll keep you alive, but I won't keep you safe. Every time you experience a beatdown, every time some dyke makes you her bitch, you'll hear a faint sound. That would be me, laughing my ass off. Have a long, miserable life, Gwen." I had no intention of doing anything I told her, I just wanted to mess with her head. Now every bad thing that happens to her in prison would automatically be laid at my feet. I couldn't ask for a better revenge....
(Page 1)...Upper management chewed the whole weekend crew out, but did nothing else. The publicity we were generating shot us to the number one spot locally for the first time in years. They were looking for ways to hold on, and one of the first things they did was make Jen and I a permanent team....
(Page 4)...Lindsey quickly had the items for him to juggle thrust forward. I went first, grinning, and handed him my wallet, one of those thick biker types anchored with a chain. I did take the chain off. I played to the crowd when I asked him loudly, "This is for the juggling act, right?"...
(Page 5)..."No, he thinks I went shopping for new clothes to impress the clients. He even gave me ten grand to spend. I got on a plane to New York, caught a cab to a local rental agency instead of a national chain, and drove straight here."...
(Page 6)...The businesses had their assets seized by the government, and all the CEO's were arrested. Most of them got life, and most were divorced as they fought it in court, the women trying to secure a future for their children before the money ran out. The Inspectors who falsified reports were set to a supermax prison, and all but two died the first year. The President ended up firing several of his aides, three department heads besides the ones who were charged, assorted undersecretaries, his press secretary, and his lawyer. Faith in his ability to lead fell to a record low for a sitting President. The next year was an election year, and his campaign had been cranking out the ads, fueled by big business. The ads stopped when the big companies stopped funneling money to him, hurting because of the economic shortfalls the crisis had created, and he soon announced his plans to retire after this term. Jim told me much later that he had come within millimeters of having impeachment proceedings being started....
(Page 7)...Underneath the gowns was the formal suit her husband had worn. The girls insisted, and Mom nudged me along, until I finally put it on. It fit like a glove except for the pants being an inch too long. I ended up going to see the seamstress, and getting lessons on how to master the studs, and tie the bow tie. There was a gold watch and chain under the suit, and it rose up to meet my hand as I was placing it back into the trunk. I touched it, and it popped open. There was a photo of Miss Agnes from the late thirties, smiling, and the inscription read "From your loving Mother." My eyes blurred for a moment, probably from all the dust in the trunk, and I whispered, "Thanks, Mom."...
(Page 9)...There was a moment of hesitation, then they heard a man clearly. "Fuck this! I ain't going back to prison."...
(Page 11)...I put my hand over her mouth, and her eyes widened in terror, thinking I was going to strangle her. "Relax, bitch. Killing you would be giving you a pass. No, I expect you to live a long time in prison. I'll be paying good money to make sure you stay healthy. The only drawback to that plan is the state intends to go after the death penalty for all of you. Killing a wheelchair bound octogenarian won't get you a lot of sympathy with jurors. No, I'll keep you alive, but I won't keep you safe. Every time you experience a beatdown, every time some dyke makes you her bitch, you'll hear a faint sound. That would be me, laughing my ass off. Have a long, miserable life, Gwen." I had no intention of doing anything I told her, I just wanted to mess with her head. Now every bad thing that happens to her in prison would automatically be laid at my feet. I couldn't ask for a better revenge....
Romance
-----Dear Diary - Cabin Fever by SanityCheck
Description: Snowed in over Christmas, Kaylee and Thom enjoy quality time.
Pages: 3
Tags:
Pages: 3
Tags:
Distance: 124.726 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1
Count: 1 hit
Samples:
Count: 1 hit
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(Page 3)...He moved lower to remove my tall riding boots, slipping them from each foot in turn. Freed from their prison, he removed my socks and then briefly massaging my feet. I nearly moaned in pleasure as his strong hands worked on my toes....
Sci-Fi & Fantasy
-----Disruptive Student Ch. 06 - Experiment by sthsth
Description: Sex experiments go a little wild.
Pages: 3
Tags: anal, oral, foursome, first time, rough sex, pornstars, experiment, lots of cum, impregnate, lactation
Pages: 3
Tags: anal, oral, foursome, first time, rough sex, pornstars, experiment, lots of cum, impregnate, lactation
Distance: 124.845 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 2, jail: 1
Count: 3 hits
Samples:
Count: 3 hits
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(Page 3)..."Reconsider? I'm a prisoner in here, I've seen the guards you put outside."...
(Page 3)...It said that the university had the authority to retain possession of my body and services indefinitely, if it is deemed necessary. Violation of this contract can incur a penalty of jail time, where in which the subject will continue to submit to the universities requests....
(Page 3)...Alexis, Evie, and Samantha decided to join me in my new nudist lifestyle. And they looked amazing with their beautiful pregnant bellies. I decided to not have sex for a month once I got there. I just needed a break. During that month I would take long walks by myself to sort out my time in the prison of the university....
Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 10 by AlexClayton
(Page 3)...It said that the university had the authority to retain possession of my body and services indefinitely, if it is deemed necessary. Violation of this contract can incur a penalty of jail time, where in which the subject will continue to submit to the universities requests....
(Page 3)...Alexis, Evie, and Samantha decided to join me in my new nudist lifestyle. And they looked amazing with their beautiful pregnant bellies. I decided to not have sex for a month once I got there. I just needed a break. During that month I would take long walks by myself to sort out my time in the prison of the university....
Description: Those who survived The Flare must now survive a new world.
Pages: 5
Tags: apocalypse, post apocalyptic, dystopia, dystopic, slaves, bdsm, fuckdoll, captive, submissive, gangbang
Pages: 5
Tags: apocalypse, post apocalyptic, dystopia, dystopic, slaves, bdsm, fuckdoll, captive, submissive, gangbang
Distance: 190.307 meters
Keywords and counts: bondage: 1, prison: 3, chain: 4, shackles: 1
Count: 9 hits
Samples:
Count: 9 hits
Samples:
(Page 1)...Taking a length of rope out, Pepper bound Barbie's wrists together in an expert bondage technique and then raised Barbie's hands high above her back, using her own arms as leverage to keep her over. Barbie cried out again in discomfort and humiliation as she was bent over and exposed for everyone, slaver and slave alike, to see. Pepper then straightened out her right fore and middle fingers and drove them right up into Barbie's now glistening pussy. Barbie shrieked as she was suddenly penetrated by the woman's rough fingers. Pepper drove her two fingers ruthlessly in and out of Barbie's pussy, fucking her hard with her hand. Barbie cried and blubbered as her nipples turned into two hardened little pebbles at the end of her dangling and bouncing breasts. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter as Pepper finger fucked her....
(Page 2)..."You like this?" Pepper smirked at her. "It's called a one-bar prison and we've bolted them to the concrete below you. You're now stuck there until someone lets you go. Go ahead; try to get off of it. Barbie twisted, squirmed, bent over to try and reach the latch, and even tried jumping up off of the thing. But it was no use; the dildo was lodged all the way up inside of her and there was no getting off of the thing. Pepper laughed at her futile attempt, slapping Barbie's tits so hard that they stung. "So here's the deal; we each take turns sleeping while the ten of you entertain clients. One of us will be here at any given time to take tabs while the locals come in and fuck you." She then crossed her arms, rolled her eyes, cocked a hip, and let out a disgusted sound when Barbie burst into tears. "Oh for fuck's sake, what is it now?"...
(Page 3)...Patch was the raider on duty, watching the ten of them stand there impotently and naked on their one-bar prisons in a line as the town started waking up for the day. Guys came in here and there, felt up the merchandise, and left as the sun started rising higher in the sky. Patch just dozed in his chair off to the side, idly watching them. "I ain't concerned," he said gruffly when one of the men just came in to feel up one of the other new girls before leaving when she cried out to him in alarm. "This is just the start of the day, first hour and they're just seeing what we got," he explained to her before dozing off....
(Page 3)...After a few minutes of being pawed and dry humped, the man turned her in place on her one-bar prison and bent her over so she was gripping the foot rail of the bed. He spat on his hand and she heard the sickening sound of him lubing up his cock right before he jabbed it up into her ass. Barbie cried out as she was roughly penetrated and then hung her head and sobbed as he grabbed her hips and pounded away. He lasted only a few strokes, blowing his wad up inside of her before hiking up his pants and waddling away. Barbie slowly stood back up, wiping her mouth and nose with the back of her hand as she sniffled and wept. She watched as more people came in and out and soon another 'client' was coming up to where she stood, still impaled on the dildo rod. This time, however, he reached down and unlatched the bar, retracting it so that the dildo rod was removed from her pussy. He then grabbed her by the arm and forced her to lie on her back on the small bed. Wasting no time, he mounted her, undid his pants to pull his cock out, and drove it down into her pussy....
(Page 3)...Another man took his place. Then another... and another... and another. She lost track of how many men came in and paid to fuck her. What was more; by the time the day was halfway through she had started reciprocating. She started kissing back. She started bringing her hips up to meet their thrusts. She started squeezing her pussy or her ass, whichever hole they happened to be in, when she was being fucked. By the time the day was over, and the raiders were taking the girls out in a coffle; their necks in collars and chained to one another, she'd gotten off at least three times, maybe more. When her owner took her to be bathed that evening, Barbie didn't even fight it with a whimper of protest. She just stood there and took it and when Pepper made Barbie pleasure her that evening, she didn't do anything but what she was ordered to do. She was broken. She was beaten....
(Page 3)...It had been a month, by Barbie's reckoning, since she'd been pulled out of that vault that the raider leader had mentioned. It seemed like a distant lifetime ago. She was standing naked in a line with the other three, necks chained together by a chain running from one collar to the next, hands shackled behind their backs, and their heads dipped in submission. Each and every one of them had slowly been broken over the past month, Barbie having been the first. Nudity had become oddly normal for her. She wasn't even given shoes to walk on and as a result the soles of her feet have become rough and calloused so that she could bear walking on the hard ground. Pain and discomfort had become a daily thing with her with the only relief coming was the time spent on her back servicing clients for the raiders....
(Page 3)..."Bah! Fucking hell!" Old Zeke threw up his hand in disgust. "Come on, y'all, let's get outta here... maybe someone down in Vegas will buy these sluts." He grabbed the chain dangling next to Barbie and pulled, she morosely fell into step behind him as the other three girls fell into step behind her. Old Zeke didn't even bother releasing them to their current respective owners, but instead had them climb up into the caged back of one of the two pickup trucks, slamming the cage door shut behind them. Minutes later they were driving off....
(Page 4)...Once she saw someone by the side talking with Kurt who was stoking a red hot fire in a brazier. He asked for a number to which the man replied "Two-One-Dash-One-Eight-Three." Kurt arranged five little pieces of metal in a row, attached it to a pole that he then stuck inside the brazier. A few minutes later, he took it out, holding the glowing number in front of Barbie's face. "When you come here you are born anew to cast off the shackles of your old life to begin a new one. With birth comes pain. With pain comes the knowledge that you are bringing life. It is these tenants that we hold to. Are you truly ready to cast your old life aside to help bring forth new life into this dead world?"...
The Most Beautiful Eyes Ch. 22 by DreamerByTheDiamonds
(Page 2)..."You like this?" Pepper smirked at her. "It's called a one-bar prison and we've bolted them to the concrete below you. You're now stuck there until someone lets you go. Go ahead; try to get off of it. Barbie twisted, squirmed, bent over to try and reach the latch, and even tried jumping up off of the thing. But it was no use; the dildo was lodged all the way up inside of her and there was no getting off of the thing. Pepper laughed at her futile attempt, slapping Barbie's tits so hard that they stung. "So here's the deal; we each take turns sleeping while the ten of you entertain clients. One of us will be here at any given time to take tabs while the locals come in and fuck you." She then crossed her arms, rolled her eyes, cocked a hip, and let out a disgusted sound when Barbie burst into tears. "Oh for fuck's sake, what is it now?"...
(Page 3)...Patch was the raider on duty, watching the ten of them stand there impotently and naked on their one-bar prisons in a line as the town started waking up for the day. Guys came in here and there, felt up the merchandise, and left as the sun started rising higher in the sky. Patch just dozed in his chair off to the side, idly watching them. "I ain't concerned," he said gruffly when one of the men just came in to feel up one of the other new girls before leaving when she cried out to him in alarm. "This is just the start of the day, first hour and they're just seeing what we got," he explained to her before dozing off....
(Page 3)...After a few minutes of being pawed and dry humped, the man turned her in place on her one-bar prison and bent her over so she was gripping the foot rail of the bed. He spat on his hand and she heard the sickening sound of him lubing up his cock right before he jabbed it up into her ass. Barbie cried out as she was roughly penetrated and then hung her head and sobbed as he grabbed her hips and pounded away. He lasted only a few strokes, blowing his wad up inside of her before hiking up his pants and waddling away. Barbie slowly stood back up, wiping her mouth and nose with the back of her hand as she sniffled and wept. She watched as more people came in and out and soon another 'client' was coming up to where she stood, still impaled on the dildo rod. This time, however, he reached down and unlatched the bar, retracting it so that the dildo rod was removed from her pussy. He then grabbed her by the arm and forced her to lie on her back on the small bed. Wasting no time, he mounted her, undid his pants to pull his cock out, and drove it down into her pussy....
(Page 3)...Another man took his place. Then another... and another... and another. She lost track of how many men came in and paid to fuck her. What was more; by the time the day was halfway through she had started reciprocating. She started kissing back. She started bringing her hips up to meet their thrusts. She started squeezing her pussy or her ass, whichever hole they happened to be in, when she was being fucked. By the time the day was over, and the raiders were taking the girls out in a coffle; their necks in collars and chained to one another, she'd gotten off at least three times, maybe more. When her owner took her to be bathed that evening, Barbie didn't even fight it with a whimper of protest. She just stood there and took it and when Pepper made Barbie pleasure her that evening, she didn't do anything but what she was ordered to do. She was broken. She was beaten....
(Page 3)...It had been a month, by Barbie's reckoning, since she'd been pulled out of that vault that the raider leader had mentioned. It seemed like a distant lifetime ago. She was standing naked in a line with the other three, necks chained together by a chain running from one collar to the next, hands shackled behind their backs, and their heads dipped in submission. Each and every one of them had slowly been broken over the past month, Barbie having been the first. Nudity had become oddly normal for her. She wasn't even given shoes to walk on and as a result the soles of her feet have become rough and calloused so that she could bear walking on the hard ground. Pain and discomfort had become a daily thing with her with the only relief coming was the time spent on her back servicing clients for the raiders....
(Page 3)..."Bah! Fucking hell!" Old Zeke threw up his hand in disgust. "Come on, y'all, let's get outta here... maybe someone down in Vegas will buy these sluts." He grabbed the chain dangling next to Barbie and pulled, she morosely fell into step behind him as the other three girls fell into step behind her. Old Zeke didn't even bother releasing them to their current respective owners, but instead had them climb up into the caged back of one of the two pickup trucks, slamming the cage door shut behind them. Minutes later they were driving off....
(Page 4)...Once she saw someone by the side talking with Kurt who was stoking a red hot fire in a brazier. He asked for a number to which the man replied "Two-One-Dash-One-Eight-Three." Kurt arranged five little pieces of metal in a row, attached it to a pole that he then stuck inside the brazier. A few minutes later, he took it out, holding the glowing number in front of Barbie's face. "When you come here you are born anew to cast off the shackles of your old life to begin a new one. With birth comes pain. With pain comes the knowledge that you are bringing life. It is these tenants that we hold to. Are you truly ready to cast your old life aside to help bring forth new life into this dead world?"...
Description: The turn is taken.
Pages: 1
Tags: romance, drama, fantasy, royalty, nonconsent, romantic, non-con, noncon
Pages: 1
Tags: romance, drama, fantasy, royalty, nonconsent, romantic, non-con, noncon
Distance: 40.565 meters
Keywords and counts: perman: 2, chain: 1, prison: 1
Count: 4 hits
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Count: 4 hits
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(Page 1)...Author's Note: A vaguely described non-consensual encounter will occur in this chapter. I'll try to keep it brief because I personally don't like the scene. No worries, though. Nobody's going to be killed nor permanently injured in that scene. But there will be a non-sexual scene where someone's going to be permanently injured, to say the least. But I'll keep that brief too. I'm not fond of graphically describing gore....
(Page 1)...Muriel was put in a cell that had brick walls, a bench at one end of the room, and a wooden beam in the center. Soldiers put her back against that beam. Then they unlocked and removed her manacles. They put her wrists behind the beam and put the manacles back on. A similar pair of manacles were put around her ankles, but the chain between the cuffs was tightly kept around the beam. She could stand, but she couldn't move her feet more than an inch or so....
(Page 1)...The king tried to speak to her again. "If this reaches the public, it won't be any good for me. I'll punish Emil as privately as I can. I'll announce that you had been falsely accused by a jealous egoist. I'll diligently work to restore your sisters' reputations. I'll do anything you ask if you keep this matter from the prison cell a secret."...
Amy - The Amazon (Usually) Ch. 05 by sexgundam666
(Page 1)...Muriel was put in a cell that had brick walls, a bench at one end of the room, and a wooden beam in the center. Soldiers put her back against that beam. Then they unlocked and removed her manacles. They put her wrists behind the beam and put the manacles back on. A similar pair of manacles were put around her ankles, but the chain between the cuffs was tightly kept around the beam. She could stand, but she couldn't move her feet more than an inch or so....
(Page 1)...The king tried to speak to her again. "If this reaches the public, it won't be any good for me. I'll punish Emil as privately as I can. I'll announce that you had been falsely accused by a jealous egoist. I'll diligently work to restore your sisters' reputations. I'll do anything you ask if you keep this matter from the prison cell a secret."...
Description: Drinking Interlude: The Photoshoot.
Pages: 3
Tags: futa, futa on female, futa on futa, amazon, hyper, excessive cum, inflation
Pages: 3
Tags: futa, futa on female, futa on futa, amazon, hyper, excessive cum, inflation
Distance: 92.836 meters
Keywords and counts: prison: 1, bondage: 1, jail: 1
Count: 3 hits
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Count: 3 hits
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(Page 2)...Her previous clothes had puffed out her shoulders it seemed, as her frame appeared sleeker than before. Relaxed muscle and sinew, hard as steel, poured out into her liquid curves that overflowed the underwear. The bras were made with endurance in mind and wouldn't snap easily, yet every sway of her bust put that endeavour to the test. Her panties faced a similar battle, trying to keep her cock from swinging free. Visible through the lace, her slab of pale cock meat strained against its downy prison. Her balls hung free in all their glory, each half again the diameter of Amy's....
(Page 2)...The camera snapped wildly and Hera praised her. Amy had no eyes for them, fixed upon the shaft as she awaited Yuri's reaction, and smirked as it lifted and swelled. People could lie all they wanted, some even controlled their bodily responses to commit wholly to deception, but one's libido concealed nothing. Amy glanced to her fellow Amazon's face, which betrayed no emotion, despite her cock straining its bondage....
(Page 2)...Amanda moaned her joy as she basked in each pricks musk and heft and pure, masculine presence. Her own cock burst from its flimsy jail to weep at the sight and touch of its superiors. Yuri and Amy's heartbeats echoed hers, stepping up as they all fell deeper into their lusts. She nestled deeper into the pair, coating her face in their delicious stench....
<>--+- -+--<>(Page 2)...The camera snapped wildly and Hera praised her. Amy had no eyes for them, fixed upon the shaft as she awaited Yuri's reaction, and smirked as it lifted and swelled. People could lie all they wanted, some even controlled their bodily responses to commit wholly to deception, but one's libido concealed nothing. Amy glanced to her fellow Amazon's face, which betrayed no emotion, despite her cock straining its bondage....
(Page 2)...Amanda moaned her joy as she basked in each pricks musk and heft and pure, masculine presence. Her own cock burst from its flimsy jail to weep at the sight and touch of its superiors. Yuri and Amy's heartbeats echoed hers, stepping up as they all fell deeper into their lusts. She nestled deeper into the pair, coating her face in their delicious stench....
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