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Hey guys, LS-Kun here. :3 As you can see, I'm a writer of stories, namely stories involving bondage. So for those who are not interested in seeing/reading such stories, be cautious. If you enjoy my work, or read my work and feel there is a way I could improve my work, please feel free to tell me. I'm more than happy to get feedback about my stories.
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The Orphan Part 1He stared out the window of the silver corolla. The rain pattering against the roof while they drove down a long road. His aunt lived in a fairly secluded area. She owned a large house out in the country, designing and selling lots of teenage girl clothing.
Henry had been in the orphanage for a while. His parents had died in a fire that destroyed his house and all his things. He had been away at a friends house at the time, causing him to feel immensely guilty. After about a month of tedious paper work, he was finally able to go live with his Aunt Rebecca. He was looking forward to it. He knew it wasn't going to be the same has home, but the orphanage was too depressing. He didn't feel right in there. His aunt didn't have any children, so it would just be the two of them.
As they turned a bend in the road, the house appeared behind a group of trees. It was fairly big. Almost mansion-size. It was neatly decorated with plants and flowers, and there were pink shutters on all t
Jailbreak! -Story Competition.With the release of the new artbook The Devil's Gullet: Another Skelebomb Sketchbook offering new insights into the inner workings of Nalen's prison I figured it would be a great opportunity to have all you creative writers out there take a stab at this theme to coincide with the book.
Some people have written stories involving Escapes from Nalen's prison in the past or people attempting to infiltrate it. However, now there is some actual reference material for people - a deeper look at the inner workings and facilities and even some examples of inmates that may already occupy the various cells and dungeons. So, I'd like to theme a competition around this idea because, well I think it's fun.
Info and Rules
1. The theme of the competition this time is Jailbreaks, specifically jailbreaks surrounding Alysa Prison "The Devil's Gullet". This can take on any form you like and be
LiAF - City Districts Life in Angel Falls City Districts
Angel Falls is roughly divided up into several main districts: Eden Island, North Angel Falls, The Old Harbor, South Angel Falls, Downtown, West Angel Falls and The Outer Islands. These districts are further divided into various neighborhoods, describe here
* Eden Island District (High Class Luxury and Corporate Area)
Located on the Eden Island, the Largest Island of the City of Angel Falls, this is home to the whose-who of the Rich and Famous of Angel Falls. It is also home to many of the headquarters of some of Angel Falls' major corporati
Escape Artist: Vol. II
“Hrrmph! Mmpph! Rrrmph!” Ada grunted, with each swing. “Mmpph! Mmpphh! Hhmmph!”
Overhead, the old iron fixture in the ceiling, through which the ropes suspending her were fed, creaked, squeaked, wobbled a little more each time.
Her arms and legs strained, ached, her shoulders were sore, after so long with her arms bent and stretched behind her, and her back arched the wrong way. It was hard work, this escaping business, but she was getting there. Even if with the leather hood smothering her face and the masses of tape wrapped around her mouth under it, she was constantly panting, and out of breath.
Ada would escape. Of that there was no doubt. And with each swing, the old fixture rattled and came a little looser.
Loosened a little more with each pass. Shook free of the ancient screws a little more under her body's momentum, the weight-
-not that she was particularly, heavy or anything, at that. Ada was in peak physical condition, and her physique was honed to pe
“Nnmph!” Ada grunted. “Mmmph-nnmph!”
She strained, stretched, squirmed with her legs, trying, struggling, fighting to get them free with all her might.
“Nggmmph!” She pulled her legs and twisted her hips, desperately trying to work her bound ankles free.
She was rewarded, finally, when she felt the ropes loosen, and her high-heeled feet came apart so quickly she almost lost her balance and rolled onto her back.
“Hmmph!” Ada mewled, triumphantly, through her gag.
Her mouth was stuffed to bulging with more than one wadded rag, and her lips were smothered and sealed in multiple strips of sticky, wide tape, smeared over her face.
Wasting no time, Ada struggled uneasily to her feet, balancing on her high-heels somewhat precariously without the use of her arms, since they were tied so tightly behind her back. Her wrists and elbows were cinched tightly with coarse rope, and more was wound above and below her chests, around her arms.
Idly, she wo