Down the Rabbit Hole [mf] [WARNING! incest]

Life doesn't always turn out like you intend. Sometimes it does, but most of the time, 99% of the time…

It just doesn't.

In a lot of ways I'm still reeling from what happened. One night I'm ready to save my little sister from the abusive hell hole I scrambled out of to whisk her away to a shot at a real life, and the next day I'm here, drinking, wondering what the hell I'm going to tell my fiancèe.

I mean, the plan was good, right? Finally convince myself to go back home to visit, let my parents think they can exploit a new relationship with them once I finish my degree and become a "bigshot doctor," and finally get a chance to tell Alice that I'm taking her away from all of this. Now that she's 18 I can't be charged with kidnapping if she wants to come with.

I even bought her a plane ticket. It's not like she has anything here to leave behind.

My First Time Being Sold [MFF] [non con]

This is a sequel to Hot cold and sold but it hopefully is also a stand alone story.


It was terrifying. My master, the one that created me… The one that broke me down and made me his piece of meat… The one that trained me to crave and obey… He sold me.

I don't really remember a life before Master. Blindfolded in his basement was all I wanted to remember after a while. I let everything else go so he could use me as he pleased. So I could be his toy… And he sold me.

I was bewildered and terrified. Master let another man fuck me, and then just shrugged me off.

Before I was reduced to this he had promised that it would never happen. That I would be his one and only. I had what was somewhere between one and several hours in the back of this stranger's van to think on that promise.

I had been beaten, used, chained, blinded, and left to nothing for what may have been days at a time; all the while happy because he wanted this, so I had wanted this.

Wish you were home [m][f]

This is a stand alone story, but is also a continuation of my previous.

If you haven't read it, don't worry.


Landing back in my home town is like learning you've got cancer. It might be terminal, might not be, but it's going to fucking suck until you're free of it.

My parent's greeted me at the airport with their plastic smiles. It was like they were celebrating a windfall of cash. Somehow all of their crazy rage subsided when they learned I might have money. Same old same old.

But I wasn't here for my parents, and the celebration wasn't supposed to be about me. The only reason I flew in was to celebrate Alice's graduation from highschool, and her 18th birthday that I had missed… I guess all the birthdays I had missed, really, but I seemed to be stuck on the last one mentally when I saw her.

I had escaped the hell hole that was that town and that family, and I wanted to give Alice the same opportunity. I hadn't seen her in 7 years, so I was worried that I would arrive to find that she was a clone of my parents.

Going away party

Moving out of my parent's house was the best thing I could have ever done for myself. College was rough at first, but once I adjusted to my "adult" life and learned that grades were more important than partying it was great. I'm going to get my degree soon, and my live in girlfriend Brittany couldn't be happier. We have been a great team for three years now, and once I finish residency and get a decent income I'm going to marry her.

My family does not know about Brittany, and as far as I'm concerned they never will, except Alice. I'll introduce her to Britt once she moves out of our parent's house.

Buying a plane ticket home was the worst feeling in the world. Not being able to afford my own hotel had to be the cherry on the shit sundae. Poor Britt had to constantly pep talk me the whole week leading up to the flight.

"I'll Skype with you every night. It's for your sister, not your parents. It means a lot to her."

“Hot, cold, and sold” [m/f] [master/pet] [light BDSM]

Maybe I didn't expect that this was going to be life for me, but it's all I know now. It's all I want.


I woke up to shuffling, and the heavy door squeaking on its hinges as it slowly opened. Master wanted me. Cold air slowly came into the room and over my body. I tried to resist moving, but shuddered. My skin tickled in ripples as I broke out in goosebumps. The sensation was electric. It was always so cold when the door opened.

I felt that well known mixture of fear and excitement when I heard him open the door. Sometimes I end up more afraid, and more resistant to my master's training, and sometimes I feel excited, and eager to prove that I can learn. I can be a good pet. I do not think he cares how I feel, but I know that when master is pleased, I am pleased, so o don't want to fight against him.

The hinges let out their moan as master pushes the door shut. The locks thud into place.

When I hear that he's within ten paces of me I shift on the old mattress. Today excitement wins me. Fear will be a battle to overcome another day.

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