MENAGE - Bound,gagged,stuffed DOMINATED (1st time Gang,MFM, MFMM, MFMMM ,DP,TP,White Female Shared Hard,Fast without Protection)-Volume 1 -10 Short Story Book Boxed Set Anthology PLUS 3 BONUS STORIES Read online

  MENAGE

  Bound,gagged,stuffed DOMINATED

  (1st time Gang,MFM, MFMM, MFMMM ,DP,TP,White Female Shared Hard,Fast without Protection)

  Volume 1 - 10 Short Story Book Boxed Set Anthology

  PLUS 3 BONUS STORIES

  All Right Reserved © Nicola Diaz 2015

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

  Individuals on the cover are models and are used for illustrative purposes only.

  Authors note: All character in this story are 18 years of age and older. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real live name or events are purely coincidental.

  Be aware: This story is written for, and should only be enjoyed by, ADULTS. It includes explicit descriptions of intense sexual activity between consenting adults. Said activities include, but are not limited to Menage, BDSM Domination, double and triple penetration, aggressive male men ganging up on untouched and horny women, non-stop pounding by MANY MANY MEN and more …….

  Note that this work of fiction resembles a fantasy world, all events taking place are a result of a role play amongst all parties and all parties are fully consenting adults.

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  Punish Me!

  He stands in front me, his eyes show no signs of mercy.

  Laid bare, strapped and tied down, I don’t know where he has taken me.

  One minute I’m living my normal life, the next, the dark and overpowering masked stranger is staring down at me as I try and struggle free.

  He has trapped me and wants information.

  My heart is racing, I know he will sexually interrogate me to get what he wants from me.

  Who is he and why does he want it.

  Moreover, I don’t have the information to give him.

  He starts to tighten the straps, lifts me into suspension and lights his fire wand.

  As he brushes the flame against my thigh, I close my eyes and clench my fists.

  My time is fast running out……..

  Exploit Me!

  Relax I whisper to myself

  The wax drips on my bare chest as he tightens the clamps.

  I hold in my pain.

  It’s all about the money I tell myself

  Eyes around the room glued to my stripped and naked wet body.

  There must be dozens of eyes, mind-f*cking me right now, not including the thousands watching me over the Internet.

  I tighten my muscles as I know what he is about to do to me.

  I thought this would be easy, I would this would be quick money.

  I brace myself as he plans on making me earn my money the hard way……

  Ok, take deep breaths now…….

  Break Me!

  It wasn’t boredom that made me do it… it was curiosity!

  Hell, I knew that it was dangerous to let them think that I knew more than I did, and it was dangerous not to give them this information.

  But knowing all the possible punishment that they could take my tender body through turned me on.

  I almost forgot the information that was being tortured out of me in fact, frozen as the torture starts to breach my own limits.

  I am not brave by any account, and I am scared.

  There are five of them, standing hard, preying on my vulnerable body.

  Fear and excitement mix inside me more and more to the point that I cannot bring myself to even turn away from this punishment.

  Snatch Me!

  My name is Violet and this is my story.

  There is not much that I can remember that night after I blacked out.

  My captor sought me out, tricked me, took me into his arms and tied me down.

  My body became his playground, he used his body and his medieval devices to ……

  break me, to twist me, to hurt me to extract information.

  I know what he wants to know but I will not give it to him.

  His bondage, his spanking and his medieval torture only turns me on.

  I can play his game better than he can.

  How far will he go to extract what he needs from me.

  I whisper in the air ‘Break me my Captor’

  ‘Twist me my Captor’

  ‘Truly Violate Me……………….’

  Suspend Me!

  My name is Sophie and sometimes I question my decisions.

  Strapped and secured.I have no where to go.

  I swing back and forward naked in the suspension.

  Awaiting the three knocks on the door.

  Awaiting my master to take me.

  Fully exposed and at his mercy, I take what I have asked for.

  Even if I changed my mind, my hands and feet are roped up in mid-air, my body swinging in its unprotected state.

  I hold my breath in anticipation.

  Knock.....Knock.....Knock..................

  Ambush Me!

  My name is Laura and I have heard all the rumours.

  The sexual torture, the interrogation and the breaking of a woman’s will.

  The Kingdom’s Prince, I want him to take me, hurt me, abuse me and introduce me to his dark and evil world.

  I will do anything to lay bare for his punishment.

  My set up is complete, the guards are coming to take me away.

  My emotions mixed but my body begs for the pain…..

  I want it, I want it all, I want the Prince and his guards to Ambush Me!

  Capture Me!

  ‘Breathe Sophia’,

  I tell myself, not sure if this is just a part of the arranged kidnapping.

  But that isn’t supposed to happen for two days, and ten men was certainly not a part of the plan.

  When they take me down to the vault, to where the safety deposit boxes are housed,

  I think that maybe this could just be a run of the mill robbery.

  But then they get sexual, very sexual, and the access codes that they demanded from me seem to be forgotten.

  I wonder again if this isn’t just a very elaborate version of the deal that I signed, but when they get more and more intense, trying to torture this information out of my body.

  I decide to call their bluff, seeing how far they will actually go, and how many of the blacklisted items in my contract they are prepared to do.

  Needless to say, what happens next stretches me far beyond what I had always believed to be my own limits…

  Invade Me!

  I knew what I had signed up for.

  The thrill of someone taking me, violating me and using my body to fulfill their every selfish desire.

  I was naive, too naive. I thought my pre-arranged kidnap and torture would fill my sexual void.

  When it happened though, I had already forgotten about the contract.

  I had forgotten the details of this plan, the date of my kidnapping, and more importantly the safe word.

  I knew though that there was a contract in place, and nothing that I said now would stop the kidnap.


  I just had to accept it, I just had to take it…

  Violate Me!

  My name is Karly and I thought I knew him.

  He has stolen my sight, restricted my movement and left me dangling helplessly in mid-air.

  I cannot see him, yet I know he wants to sexually torture me.

  As I float in the air, every part of me is fully exposed, inviting him to take me..

  I used to love him, before he changed.

  My body betrays me as he sees it dripping with excitment.

  As his breathing grows louder, my body screams for him to punish me , I smell the flame from the torch he hovers between my thighs.

  Whatever he has become, I hold my breath as my body begs for him to Violate Me!

  Sinful Submissions

  Innocent and untouched Rachel seeks the advice of literature to fulfil her deepest and darkest sexual desire.

  When she picks up an old script on BDSM, she find herself thrust into the arms of a dark and mysterious alpha male.

  Her desire to be sexually controlled and mentally dominated takes her on a wild journey, a journey which will shatter her innocence.

  Rachel finds her mental and sexual limits stretched to extremes she never knew existed.

  PLUS 3 BONUS STORIES!!!!

  Bound for his Pleasure

  Blinded by Punishment

  Dripping on her Chest

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  It wasn’t boredom that made me do it… it was curiosity!

  Hell, I knew that it was dangerous to let them think that I knew more than I did, and it was dangerous not to give them this information.

  But knowing all the possible punishment that they could take my tender body through turned me on.

  I almost forgot the information that was being tortured out of me in fact, frozen as the torture starts to breach my own limits.

  I am not brave by any account, and I am scared.

  There are five of them, standing hard, preying on my vulnerable body.

  Fear and excitement mix inside me more and more to the point that I cannot bring myself to even turn away from this punishment.

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  My name is Chloe and the next two weeks are going to break me!

  I fought him in court and lost in spectacular fashion, he was going to make me pay. I tried to seduce my way out but that only pissed him off even more.

  Now he wants me to pay with my body.

  The court orders me to serve him as my Master in his mansion for two weeks. If he thinks I will become his slave, he has another thing coming.

  He has threatened to restrict my breathing.

  He has threatened to bend me over and break my a** wide open on his private cameras. He has threatened to pinch, torture and burn my very intimate parts.

  If he thinks he is going to control me, punish me and own me , he has another thing coming.

  I will break him before he breaks me…...

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  Punish Me!

  I’m suspended in the air, my ankles tied to my wrists, and both of them in turn tied to a suspender bar. Face up, legs spread and my crotch visible to anyone who wants to see.

  But the only person around for miles is a guy called Alessandro Marquez, who had abducted me from my office earlier today and is responsible for the way I’m currently positioned. I’m wearing nothing but boots and a collar that he has given me, and the room we are in is unheated. Shivers run up my spine, whether of fear or anticipation…or even pleasure, I’m not so sure.

  Ordinarily, had a stranger abducted me and then proceeded to strip and suspend me in thin air, I would’ve been shitting my pants. But here, anticipation as to what he might do next overpowers whatever fears I might have. I don’t know why, but ironically, my abductor makes me feel safe. For some reason I cannot put my finger on, my instincts tell me to…trust him. Trust him to treat me like some sort of sex toy, but also trust him to not really harm me.

  At the moment, the former seems like the more viable possibility, so I stop mulling things over and bring my focus back to him. He is standing in front of a shelf, trying to decide which toys to use. I still don’t know why he’s brought me here, or what sort of erotic interrogation he’s about to conduct, but I find myself worried more about how eagerly my body might react, as I am about who he is. It seems to be enough that he is lip-smackingly gorgeous: 6’4”, lean (I never could see the appeal of muscular hunks), just the right density of beard, brown eyes. To top all that, he has the deepest of the deep baritones for a voice.

  He had walked into my office, dressed nonchalantly in a Westwood suit. Posing as an executive from Cerys Pharmaceuticals, he had totally taken me in. I wouldn’t have imagined that the sophisticated, Harvard-educated businessman standing before me would turn out to be my captor by the end of the day. We had gone on a business dinner, and his attractiveness had ensured that I couldn’t say no to his offer to drop me back home. I haven’t had sex in months, so I must admit that I was hoping for a quick one-night stand.

  But he had turned the car far away from civilization and brought me to this lodge in the woods. Of course, I hadn’t known that the lodge would turn out to be some sort of fetish dungeon, so I had voluntarily stepped out of the car. Naïve idiot that I am, I actually thought he had brought me to a cozy little hideout for a night of uninterrupted casual fucking.

  “So Miss Nicolette o’Connor.” His voice reverberates through the hall, and brings me back to the present. “I must establish a few things at the outset. I don’t usually do this, but it had taken all of one photograph to convince me otherwise. You really are breathtakingly beautiful.”

  “If I was supposed to take that as a compliment, then please back the fuck off,” I say, the exhaustion from suspension giving my anger an edge.

  “Take that however you will. I’ve been tasked with finding out about the Meyer Deal. And I’m giving you an easy exit. Tell me everything you know, and I’ll let you go right away. Otherwise...well, you’ve seen this dungeon. And suspension is only the beginning.”

  “I’d rather die than tell you about the Deal.”

  “I have ways to make you talk,” he says, all the easy charm gone out of his voice. However, even his coldness manages to cause my groin to twitch. He’s irritatingly hot.

  “I’d like to see you try,” I say, the defiance in my words echoing through the hall. It bounces off him, and serves to egg him on. He walks right back to the cupboard, and picks up a huge black dildo. I swallow, and feel my ankles go numb. I am in pain, but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction that he’s managed to make me uncomfortable.

  He is walking towards me with the dildo, and it’s only now that I notice the spikes on it. Not embossed for pleasure, but pain. I flinch at the prospect of having it inside my vagina, but he pretends to not notice.

  “Who was the chief contact person at Gamma Pharmaceuticals?” he asks in a low rumble. I say nothing. He moves a little closer, and nudges the tip of the dildo against my hole. I’m ashamed to see that I’m beginning to get damp between my legs. It doesn’t escape his notice, of course, and he smirks.

  “Where are the real account books? And who cooked the fake ones for you?” I don’t say a word.

  The Meyer Deal wasn’t the proudest moment of my career as the CEO of Gamma Pharmaceuticals, but it had been necessary. We had had to strike a deal with Eduardo Rodriguez, one of richest Mexican druglords, to keep Gamma afloat. We had then proceeded to launder the money in the Cayman Islands and use it for legitimate
purposes in Gamma. It had all been brushed under the carpet, and we had been careful to not leave any loose ends.