Part I In all factual truth the library is the perfect place to stalk someone. The shelves being the perfect hiding place, peeking through to glare at them can be easily masked as looking for a book. It was this exact reason that Mark chose the R. S. Killington Library as his hunting grounds. He was looking for four girls. This may seem strange to go to a library searching for teenage girls, but he had a thing for smart girls.

Part I wondered if she would ever get over that and wondered if I would have to find a new way of punishing, which I eventually did. But that night the humiliation would do. She knew she was in trouble when I slid my hand under her mini skirt and roughly grabbed her pussy as we walked the steps to my apartment. In a calm and monotone voice I told her to take all her clothes off and get on the bed. Her eyes only reflected fear as she did what I said. I tied her to the bed post, bending her in half so I had perfect access to her pussy.

Part They drive was about an hour and a half long. I watched her hands wander to touch the collar at her neck. Her body covered with goosebumps and she was shifting her foot to hear her bracelet tinkle. Her fingers fiddled with the ring and then she looked over at me. The process happened over and over again. I had fitted her with one of her own creations. It was a blue butter fly.

Part II I woke up in a dark room. My hands were tied behind my back and I felt people around me. I tried talking to them. After a couple of minutes of silence, my heart pounding violently in my chest and my longs feeling like they would burst if I didnt breath, I heard a voice. ;Lindsey, is that you?; I recognized that voice it was Sam. I wondered but I didnt have to wait long soon Courtney and Robins voices cried out. All I could think was, Where were we and why were we here?...

Disclaimer: This story is a total work of fiction. It has no relation to any real life people. Red Silk Scarves He knew exactly where to start. A gently placed kiss on the flesh underneath her navel and right before her jeans started. He could feel the gentle vibrations coming from the vibrator in her in her pussy. Set on a frequency strong enough to get her close but low enough never to bring her there. He loved her like this. In a deep state of need where there was no escape.

Prologue: Death Leads To A New Life ;We arent completely ready. Were waiting on the slow poke.; ;Ok you call me when you are.; I hung up the phone and told my driver to divert the drive another five minutes. Seven months ago I met the woman of my life, Katelyn. She wasnt submissive, but had the potential. She was strong. She owned her own company and it was doing great. She wasnt having money problems, but she lived modestly. She saved and invested and had five daughters.

I tied her wrist and ankles first with scarves for cushioning. Then attached handcuffs over them. I pulled the blanket down and carefully took off her bra and panties. She had begun to fidget when I started to do that. I placed a small trainer gag in her mouth before she could come completely to consciousness. I began to run my hands down her body gently touching and stroking. Her nipples were hard as she finally came completely aware of what was happening to

Part I walked into her studio with high expectations. They were met. There she was standing gracefully in downward facing dog. Her stomach was sticking out a bit. I went to inspect it. I swept her up into my arms and carried her to the bathroom at the back of her studio. I pulled the plug from her but and her pussy and set her on the toilet quickly. I turned to give her some privacy. She knew what I expected she never let me down.

Part She opened the door completely and let me in. I put my cell phone in my pocket and gathered her up in my arms. I just held her as she cried. I was never quite sure why she was crying I just knew she was. We talked for hours. She hadnt lied about anything when we were online and she didnt here. She told me all about how she had never touched herself. She was a virgin in every sexual aspect of the word.