Caught and Collared

A healthy, young woman’s dates all turn out to be nothing but old fashioned plain vanilla sex (or even less). She yearns for more exciting and satisfying erotic experiences in her life. Then, one night, she is woken up by curious sounds coming from next door apartment.

A BDSM play is going on next door and, holding her breath, listens to the faint tinkling of chains and the crackling lashes of the whip. Each and every one is followed by a muffled cry and the sharp sound of shoes kicking against the wall. 

To her surprise, she fantasizes for days on end about being the ‘sub’ and the dream really turns her on. Coming home one night after another disappointing date, she hears the sounds from next door again. Excited and aroused, she decides at the spur of the moment not only to listen but to have a look at what is going on. 

She climbs across the partition that separates the balconies and when she peers through a gap between the curtains, the sight takes her breath away. Totally aroused and with her fingers playing with her body, she watches the play. But she becomes careless in her excitement, is caught and collared and forced to participate as BDSM submissive. And then there is no going back…

Excerpt:

There were heavy footsteps, probably on a wooden floor; and then a sudden ‘Crack!‘ followed by a wailing cry.

“Stop that noise or I’ll gag you!” a heavy male voice commanded, followed by another loud ‘Crack!’ and another; and another and Denise flinched at the sharp sound of a whip striking a human body over and over again. She heard low, strangled cries, as if the victim tried to scream around a gag but could not.

“I warned you!” the male voice snarled and a few moments later there were scratching and knocking sounds, as if someone in leather shoes was kicking her heels against the bedroom wall, in her desperate struggle to get away. Suddenly the kicking stopped, replaced by muffled howls and cries.

“This will teach you not to fool around with other guys without my permission, you dirty cumslut”, the male voice roared as the whip cracked and cracked again.

“Oh my god!” Denise thought with a shudder. “It is an SM session! He’s flogging that woman! And she must be gagged and tied up against the wall, right behind me!”

Want to read the whole story?

Available from Amazon :  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06Y4GJX2G 

Enjoy!

Maid in Bondage

She stood helpless in the darkness caused by the blindfold harness strapped around her head.

A tight, felt lined steel collar and a short chain held her neck in an iron grip. Her wrists were cuffed and locked to a heavy wooden cross. A large ballgag made her jaws ache and saliva drooled down, wetting her exposed breasts that jutted out of the maid’s uniform. The short dress offered a full view of her exposed pussy and of thighs encased in black fishnet stockings held up by wide garters. She stood with her legs spread wide, balancing on 7 inch heels and platform soles, her ankles firmly held to the cross by wide leather cuffs. With each and every move she made the serrated claws of the weighted clamps painfully bit her nipples. She was caught in a dark void of dull pain…

Suddenly, without warning, the bulb against her clit started vibrating again. Flashes of pain shot from her nipples straight down to her dripping wet pussy. Oh God, her whole body was shivering as she writhed in pain and lust while she moaned:  ‘Please, please let it go on! Please don’t let it stop!’ The vibrations became more intense and she felt an orgasm building up.

Want to read more?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B016FOGAQW 

Daydream or Nightmare? A FemDom Story

It all started with browsing erotic sites on the web to compensate for a marriage devoid of sex. Slowly, the lure of fetish sex and female domination became an obsession. The dream of being transgendered and forced to play the submissive role a veritable daydream.

Then, one day, he is forced into a very compromising position and the daydream becomes a reality. The stern, dominating female he has been dreaming of has materialized and he is forced into a submissive role. And he soon wonders if this daydream is not really turning into a nightmare; a nightmare that goes on and on and from which there is no waking up …

Available as Kindle e-book or paperback via Amazon

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07J67YTPN

ISBN: 9781728607641

Miss Elaine's Fantasy Fulfilled - a forced feminization story

It all started with clearing out the apartment of a deceased aunt. But instead of disposing of the clothes and erotic undergarments, a young man keeps them and becomes a weekend tranny. Then, after a while, the novelty of solitary crossdressing wears off and he wants more excitement,
He wants to re-live to that fateful rainy afternoon so long ago when, dressed up in his mother’s old lingerie and high heels, he was helplessly tied up by the girl next door. So he starts looking for a mature female to do exactly the same to him.He finally finds a mistress who slowly builds up her domination until she has completely enslaved him. Then she sets a trap from which there is no escape, other than to submit to a whole new set of humiliating demands. She finally releases him, after a last painful and debasing session that ends in a totally unexpected way.

Excerpt

He had sent off the three month payment in advance and a few days later he had received an e-mail summoning him online that night. She first had made him solemnly agree to obey all of her whims and orders. And after he had agreed, she had made him stand in front of his webcam and critically looked him over.

She had ordered changes in his makeup and dress and told him to start wearing long, artificial nails during his tranny weekends. He received her instructions by e-mail and dressed up according to her whims. When they were online, she made him do as he was told. Sometimes she had made him dress up as a whore and pose in various hooker stands. Or she told him to dress up as a secretary and jerk off sitting behind his desk while Mistress Monica watched him on webcam.

And he had obeyed her, no matter what she commanded.

The moment when he finally realized how enslaved he had become came when she told him to go and buy BDSM gear for their sessions and he just had gone and bought a collar and cuffs, chains and clamps, all without comment...

Holding the stuff in his hands, it had dawned on him he had done so because he had become addicted to her; he could not envisage a weekend without her commands, without her domination...

Want to read more?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06WRVGW3F

From submissive pain slut to a dangerous dominatrix!

For years, Ellen has hidden the secret that she needs pain to reach a climax. She frequently visits a discreet SM ‘Studio’ where she gets her satisfaction while bound and abused. Then, one day, she loses her job and her income and she can no longer pay for her SM ‘sessions’.

Desperate for release she tries to satisfy her urge by being whipped by a homemade spanker locked into selfbondage. The first experience is a painful and embarrassing mistake and she has to be rescued by a neighbour. 

With his help she succeeds to satisfy her urge. Taking things one step further, they set up their own ‘studio’ that caters to the BDSM ‘tastes’ of various ‘clients’. 

The studio’s circle of clients grows quickly when satisfied customers spread the word of the kinkiest domina in town. 

Then, one day, she gets the once in a lifetime chance of carrying out a revenge of epic proportions when a new client (and an old acquaintance) makes an appointment. He is met by an anonymous and untraceable dominatrix who gives him the ride of his life.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073HBJN4C 

Excerpt

“Now tell me why you want to be punished.”

“I ... it is something from my youth”, he said hesitatingly.

“Well, what about it?”

“It was my aunt, my mother’s elder sister. I was staying with her for the weekend. I was twelve then.”

“What happened?” 

“I broke a vase, an expensive one. She was mad at me; pulled me across her lap and spanked me. She pulled down my pants and underpants and I could see inside her dress. Her breasts were big and beautiful. And then ...”  His voice trailed off, as if he was reliving a memory.

“And then?”

“She pulled me across her lap and her skirt rode up all the way and … and … I could see her crotch. She had no knickers on…”

“Yes; and?”

“She spanked me with a large hairbrush until my butt was red and sore. But the thought of her crotch and her big breasts and the pain excited me. Suddenly, I wanted her to keep slapping me forever. And then I had this wonderful feeling in my loins. I moaned and struggled and when she let me get up, there was a blotch of sticky stuff on her thighs…” 

“What did she say?”

“That I was a dirty boy; that I needed to be spanked again. And she did, several times that weekend.”

“And you enjoyed it?”

“Yes Mistress” he said guiltily. “

"And now you want me to spank you so you can come again?" 
"Yes Mistress..." 

The Latex Lure...

Excerpts from a forthcoming book.by Alcazar

Wobbling unsteadily on the very high heels, she stepped in front of the full length mirror in the guestroom and she gasped in surprise.

She had transformed herself into a latex fetish queen!

Her image seemed to radiate sexuality! The red golden light in the room gave the black latex suit a soft, sensual and almost alien looking gleam. Her black clad body, the stiletto-heeled boots and the long latex gloves made her look both exciting and threatening, just like those latex clad females at the fetish internet sites she sometimes furtively visited.

Aroused by her erotic image and the feel of the skin-tight catsuit, she felt her nipples swell while a warm glow spread through her loins. Balancing on the ridiculously high heels she swayed her hips this way and that. Her latex covered hand went down to her pussy, softly rubbing her clit through the open crotch and soon her fingers were covered with cunt juice. Rubbing her clit and kneading a swollen nipple set her body ablaze with lust and desire and she yearned for something hard and hot deep inside her.

Recovering a bit, she went back to the dolly and as she opened the remaining box, she gasped at the sight of a large black strap on dildo harness lay on top of a tangle of leather things and gleaming chains! Holding it up it up in her trembling fingers, she saw it was shaped like an eight inch black cock. And the bottom part of the harness had an extra dildo sticking straight up, for double pleasure, no doubt…

She shoved the stubby stick up dildo firmly up her wet snatch and strapped the harness tightly around her loins..

 Never before had she had such a turn on! Her loins seemed to be on fire when she stepped in front of the mirror and  gasped  at the sight!

A stern Fetish Mistress stood there, a Dominatrix, all ready to roughly invade, use and abuse a bound and frightened slave with a wicked looking black strap-on that jutted out threateningly from her loins.

Soon available on Amazon Kindle!

Other books by Alcazar available on Amazon Kindle and as paperback:

Carl into Carla - A Transformation Tale

Enraptured by the sound of his high heels clicking loudly on the shiny, parquetted floor of the hall, he walks to the master bedroom as fast as he dares in the unfamiliar pumps,. There is a fur coat on the clothes stand near the front door and he pauses a moment to put it on. The light-tan and grey coat comes down to just above his stockinged knees and the feel of the fur on the nylon excites him even more. Wrapping the silky fur tightly around him, he strides into the master bedroom.

The vision in the double floor to ceiling mirror makes his heart leap. A fur clad female with short, ash-blonde hair and in sheer black stockings, walking in shiny black stiletto heels smiles back at him. Moving his hips this way and that, the vision becomes even more erotically alluring. He slowly, deliberately, opens the fur coat and his rock-hard erection stands out like a flagpole at the sight of his corseted, gartered and stockinged body.

Mesmerized by his lingerie clad image, he slowly slides down to the floor. Wrapped in the soft fur, he poses this way and that until, aroused by the erotic vision in the mirror, he is no longer able to restrain himself. His hand closes on his cock and as he slowly starts to jerk off, he pinches one of his nipples and rubs his nyloned legs together. His body quivers as the soft fur caresses his naked skin and his breath comes in gasps while his hand moves faster and faster up and down his cock. Sudden spasms rock his body; he loses his balance and falls on his back. Uttering a hoarse cry, he helplessly kicks at the air while a squirt of creamy white cum jets through the air and lands splattering next to him on the parquetted floor. 

Want to read more? Get the full story at Amazon

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06WD2N6MZ