Tool Shed

When you live in a small town one of the advantages is you have large lots. It means more grass cutting but also you have room for other things too. Like a large deck and in my case a tool shed.
The tool shed is not that small, about six feet wide and ten feet long. I built it out of wood and even has a small window in it. Inside is a mixture of tools, a couple chairs we don't know what do with, a small work bench, and various hardware.

We were watching an old science fiction series on TV and a woman was captured and put behind bars. It occurred to me it might be interesting to have 'M' as a prisoner. Now I could have rigged something up inside the house easily enough, like putting her inside a closet. But she likes the danger of being seen without ever being caught.
Later that week at night I asked 'M' to follow me to the bedroom. There she was stripped of her clothes and ordered to put on one of my old T-shirts (I think it was the best use I ever got out of a Coors Light T-shirt). Then I secured her wrists behind her back with a pair of handcuffs.
"March" I ordered her through the house and to her surprise out the back door. She looked around to see if anyone was watching and then crossed our backyard. I unlocked the tool shed and she stepped inside. The only light came from a single light bulb overhead and it took her a minute to see the chicken wire (wire mesh of one inch squares) I had stretched over some used 2x4's to make a makeshift enclosure at the back.
I had a watering can waiting and now used it to pour water over the old shirt, making it cling to her. After she soaked I began to rip it off her. She actually let out a small moan as her hard nipples were exposed. Soon she was naked and I used one of pieces of the torn shirt to gag her. Then I sent her to back of the shed and closed the chicken wire door on her.
"I told her she was prisoner and I would be back to do what I want soon. I left her there in the shed, locking the door behind me to be safe, and watched out of the kitchen window for half and hour.
When I returned she was pressing her breasts against the wire mesh. She was breathing hard and not just because of the gag. I took her in the tool shed and then let her go.
That happened two weeks ago and yesterday she asked me if I was planning to use the prisoner box again on her. She then admitted she burnt some toast the other day. I nodded and told her a sentence would be given out soon.
NS Howard

the willow stick

I want to thank everyone for the emails they sent me regarding the last post. I'm glad most of you understand that Praxton is a fantasy, nothing more. I also found that a few of you wanted Praxton to have a little more discipline in it. A couple of ladies said they really enjoyed the spanking part of the story, more so than the collar. Myself, I like both aspects of the Praxton story. Finally I will do a second part to the story, not sure when yet.

"M" was giving attitude as she is prone to do when she wants to be punished. I waited until we were alone and then decided to take care of things. First I marched her into the bedroom and ordered her to strip. I held a small branch from a willow tree in my hand and smacked it a couple of times on my hand to let her know it was time for business. I used a long, thin rope to tie her hands behind her back and used the remaining length to go around her waist and between her legs. I tied it so if she pulled on her hands the crotch rope pulled as well. At this point she was already breathing hard with excitement and I placed a pillow in the middle of the bed and ordered her to lay over it. With her backside raised high over the pillow I made use of the willow stick. Carefully of course, as I don't want to cut her cheeks. I believe she was close to coming as she certainly did wet the pillow during her discipline and I took advantage of her soon after that.
She certainly enjoyed herself and was content to lie on the bed with her wrists tied up afterwards.
I shall keep that willow stick handy for another time.

Praxton rant

As you know I'm a writer or erotica. My writings are mere fantasy, an escape from the real world. I want everyone to know that these are works of fiction. Period.
I wrote a science fiction series called Praxton, Slaves of the Rogue World. They have been well received and a third novel is being planned. I choose the title on purpose. To me it has a Flash Gordon sort of title, a little silly sounding.
I quite like the series. It has sex in it-always a good thing- and women in collars and cuffs. Occasionally there is a spanking or other discipline, something else that's good in fantasies. It takes place in the far future and if you read it carefully there is a social message in it. It does require the reader to read a bit between the lines but I wrote it for people who just want some fantasy and those who like to ponder situations.
I like to give readers free stuff and I wrote a short story called Praxton, the Proposal (http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=363343)that was stated in the introduction it was part of the series. It involves a woman who is invited by a man to join him on Praxton. A reader asked why an intelligent woman would allow herself to become a slave and that the male domination was a little heavy. She (let me assume a woman here) admitted she hadn't read the rest of the series and thus the history (excerpts are available).
Where do I begin? She admits she doesn't know the all facts and puts in a comment anyway. What does intelligence have to do with her wanting to be a submissive? I would bet many of intelligent women (and men) like to be submissive. In the story it it is clearly stated she kept returning to him (a bad boy, rough around the edges)so why it is a surprise she likes his domination?
A legitiminate question is why some women like to wear collars and cuffs. Fair enough. I don't know the answer. I do know some women do. Many women like the thought of being spanked. While I admit I don't know the reason why, I do know it is part of our society. So I projected that concept to a planet in the future called Praxton.
Whether you like the story or not is personal taste. But it is science fiction- a fantasy of What If?
What do you think? Should this story be taken seriously? Is the comment fair? Let me know- send me an email (if you don't want a reply just put in No Reply Wanted or NRW at the bottom). I do love comments-good and bad. I just have trouble with comments made without the person knowing all the facts (yeah, we all know the guy who knows something about everything). I'll send a free pdf copy of Book One to three randomly selected readers. email: nshwrd@yahoo,ca Thanks for listening and enjoy the summer.