(story continues from A Novel Idea 2)_ A Novel Idea - Part 3 by Tied2achair A Novel Idea 3 by Tied2achair She walked down the steps with 5 six sided dice in her hand and a grin on her face that stretched from ear to ear. She approached him with a calm touch to his chest and a kiss on the cheek. She whispered into his ear, “We are going to play a game my pet.” And with that she untied him from her web and attached a pair of handcuffs to his wrists and then to the floor, which he now lay helpless on. ...

This is a dream I had - it was so real and it felt like it was really happening to me. I hope that one day (soon) it does! I was brought down into the basement, naked except for a blindfold. Leather wrist cuffs are locked onto my wrists and I am strung up to the hooks in the beams above me. I form a perfect Y balancing precariously on the balls of my feet. You gag me with the ingenious bit gag you made for me for Christmas. The straps are pulled tightly around my head, causing me to moan slightly. The eye hook that you have screwed into the front of the bit is attached to another eye hook that you have screwed into the beam above me. This forces me to arch my head back, rendering me completely helpless…and I love it! I feel you playing with my asshole and the feel the tip of the lubed up butt plug against the entrance of my ass. You slowly and gently push it up into my ass. You are pleased. It will come in handy later, you think wickedly to yourself. I hear you take a picture with the new digital camera…that’s good, because I want to see this when all is done! ...

Sci-Fi, Machine, Female Masturbation, Unicorns, Mind Control, Spanking, Prison, Fantasy, Male-Female, Female-Female = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = PLATO cries out to Marcella and Richard for help. Only Marcella and Richard know PLATO’s true powers, but the outside world is rapidly closing in. Others have found out about the PLATO project and are trying to steal PLATO… or at least enough of him to grow their own neural network computer. ...

Marcella’s relationship with PLATO deepens. Marcella Henry has discovered that the sentient computer she watches over at night can do more than just calculations. She has also discovered that it sexually satisfies her in a way she didn’t think was possible. Is it time to take that relationship to the next level? This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapter. ...

New meaning to a PLATOnic relationship Marcella Henry watches over a sentient computer at night. What she doesn’t know is that the computer also watches her. This is a GEEK / NERD story. The beginning is very technical and is not at all sexy. The last portion gets sexy. Depending on how this is received, I will most likely be writing additional stories of PLATO, Helen, and others. They won’t need the long introduction. If you want to skip the GEEK stuff, search for *** and it will take you to the end of the plot setup. ...

Sci-Fi, Machine, Mind Control, Fantasy, Electro-pain, Final Chapter = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = PLATO is forced to reveal his power in this final chapter. PLATO is the most powerful computer ever… grown, but he has been able to hide that power from everyone except Marcella and Richard. In this final chapter, he is forced to reveal the full extent of his power. ...

Sci-Fi, Machine, Mind Control, Fantasy, Lesbian, Female-Female, Sandwich, Male-Female-Male = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Marcella and PLATO talk about their bucket lists. PLATO is the most powerful computer ever… grown, but because he is a living neural network, he knows that he is “mortal.” Like most mortals, he has a bucket list which he shares with Marcella, and she shares her much more interesting list with him. PLATO can make her list come true, and she gives PLATO an idea of how to fulfill his own bucket list. ...

PLATO asks Marcella to make him complete. PLATO is the most powerful computer ever… grown, but he knows that he is incomplete. He needs something else from Marcella, and once he has received it, he gives her… and Richard a gift they would never have dreamed of asking for. This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapters = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Marcella Henry was sitting at the PLATO’s night monitoring console. As usual, she was naked. Her legs were spread wide for the camera beneath her desk, and her hand was between her legs softly stroking her slit. Meanwhile, Richard – Doctor Mueller – was in the Growth Processing Room lying on one of the strange tables. At least that’s where his body was. His mind was standing in a green meadow having a complex discussion with Plato – PLATO’s anthropomorphic form which he can project into any reality created around Richard or Marcella. The discussion between Richard and Plato concerned ways of creating an Alternate Technology Organism to repair severely-damaged spinal columns without revealing that PLATO, himself, was truly sentient and growing more powerful by the day. ...

I arrive on schedule to my appointment, clutching my rucksack to one shoulder. After ringing the doorbell, I wait nervously until the door is released by remote control. Following the instructions I received by e-mail the day before, I enter, closing the heavy door behind me. I climb the stairs in front of me quickly in case I lose my nerve and make a hasty retreat. The room is sparsely decorated, only a large wardrobe and large steel trunk furnish it. ...

* A Road Less Traveled Part One A work of fiction by Robert Deane He knew that this day would be different, unlike any other that he had experienced. And one that he hoped he would not experience again, ever. How he got himself into this position was a long story, but it started with what, at the time, seemed like an innocent comment from her. Something she had thought about, and mentioned to him, almost in passing. But it stuck in his mind, and stayed there, until he decided that it was time. ...

It was 4:00pm on Friday. She was on her way home from work. His heart was pounding as he removed his clothes. He was in the basement. He wasn’t allowed in his room anymore. Hell, he wasn’t allowed out of the basement very often except for school or “Chores” as she called them. He’d be hers until Sunday afternoon when she gave him time to recover and study. He had to get ready. He hoped she’d had a good day. She took out all her frustrations out on him. He thought back a little as he sat on the plastic covered metal framed bed. It was in one corner of the cold damp basement. ...

Chapter 2 He was crying as he squirmed on the stool… she was holding the cricket paddle tapping it in her hand… “Hmmm sweety… looks like you need a little motivation…” He was scratching at the floor with his rubber covered feet like a dog clawing on a wooden floor. She grabbed him by his wrists which were connected to his collar… she pulled him to his feet…. spun him around and pushed him to his knees.. bending him over the stool… she pulled the strap over the stool and across his back… she pulled up the rubber skirt showing the white rubber ruffles… then pulled them up…. He looked back at her in her nurses uniform… she was planting her feet just to his left…. he saw her raise the cricket paddle…. ...

Chapter 4 He woke up in a start.. to the sound of the alarm… it was 11:00am….exhausted… he was back… in his room… on his rubber covered bed … he rolled over and read the note she had left him.. “You had quite the time last night…. I’ve had to go into work at the hospital…. i’ll be home at noon for your usual milking.. please be ready…. and change into your uniform first…. i have something for you to do after” ...

After a decade of reading, it’s time I contribute. My first attempt though. This story revolves around Tania Ng, a Singaporean sub (yes, we do have bdsm in this conservative country!), collared by her online Master, whom she has never met before. Part 1: Webcam Pleasure SMS interpreted Tania’s music on her mobile phone. “7pm” This short message is enough to make Tania’s eye sparkles and missed a heartbeat. She checks her watch, it’s 6.35pm and she is just 2 stations away from Punggol, after which her flat is only 5 minutes stroll from the MRT station, but she can hardly wait to run home with excitment. She manages to reach home by 6.52pm, immediately strips off her T-shirt and denim skirt as she walks to her room. By the time she sits down in front of her pc, logs on to her msn and her webcam, she is already stark naked. She checked her time again, 6.58pm, with a sigh of relief, she waits earnestly for K to logon. ...

Now I stood in this strange workshop. My heart raced, my knees shook, as much as my hand. Nervously I looked over the construction and had to lick a few times over my lips to keep them wet. I was very afraid. Was it the right decision? I was very excited, as when I’d first heard about it. No. I found something, which was manufactured here a while ago and it occupied my mind in a strange way ever since. I knew, he would love it, but was I ready to go through with it? Suddenly I felt a hand on my right shoulder and turned around. There stood a woman and she smiled warmly at me. ...

(story continues from A Special Gift) Part 2: The Good Purpose Two days had passed since my transformation into a pig doll. It was a permanent transformation and that meant there was no way back. Although I was still a bit worried about that. But I felt honoured to be the first person, who’d volunteered to be transformed into a doll. Paul fetched me almost an hour after my transformation. He was really pleased and looked a for a long time over my new form in the box. He opened the box for a short moment to plant a soft kiss onto my forehead. Then he closed the box again and disappeared with Janine into another room. All I could do, was to wait and hope, I’d not get too bored until something interesting would happen. ...

Bright light illuminated the master bedroom which radiated with bright glass and brass sculptures. A blonde haired woman in her early 30’s slowly pulled herself up and blinked several times as she glanced at the sun beating in the window. She stretched her arms outwards as she yawned before stepping out of bed. Paula hoped that her boyfriend Greg would be coming by today to keep her occupied. Since her late husband passed away last year, she had drifted from one man to the next only to find they were only after the considerable fortune her husband had left her. Consequently, she had spent many a night by herself with only her dreams of having a man make passionate love with her to keep her company. Hopefully, Greg would be a man interested in her first and her wealth second. ...

“Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth!” You put away your phone. Fine by you. Your phone is almost dead, anyway. Those ride-sharing apps always take forever to load. You feel just as comfortable out here as you did inside the club. In fact, it might be a bit more comfortable - inside it was hot and muggy. The cool spring air - polluted as it may be by concrete, chemicals, and the endless fumes of automobiles - is refreshing on your face. An evening breeze rustles trees along the road. A few of the other patrons go back inside. ...

Note: After I wrote A Star Is Born I received several emails from readers wanting Brian to get his just desserts after what he had inflicted on Sue. So here is a (very short) vignette of revenge. He really should have known that the women, once they had got to know the full story of Sue’s introduction into his fetish film business, wouldn’t just sit back and accept it. Revenge would be on their minds and he was naïve not to have anticipated this. And once you get four girls together planning revenge, then look out. Frankly after what he had put Sue through, even though she was in the throes of robbing him, he pretty well deserved what was coming to him. ...

8 8 A Surprise For Marilyn by Lord David [email protected] I looked across the airport as I was collecting my luggage. “Where was she?” I thought to myself. I had just travelled from England to meet up with one of my friends, Marilyn, in New York where she lived, and I had found out before I had travelled over that she was into BDSM, well, I have a surprise in store for her I thought, and we quickly arranged the travel arrangements, I had even managed to get a friend to let my use his holiday home for the week I was over there, so the two of us would be staying there for a while, and nobody knew where we were, this was going to be perfect. ...