Fetish + BDSM Fiction

Chapter I In that year (Now, I can't remember well, maybe in the year of the middle of the 1980's), I came to begin the new life, well..., as a prisoner, absolute submissive and obedient prisoner!. I wanted to say about the things that I have experienced in this prison located in a remote and secluded place in the mountains; even now, I don't know the name of the Nation where we are. I only know the Guards speaks Spanish (or Portuguese?) among themselves but the Guards speaks at us in English; we the prisoners were sent from all around the world so I think that the Guards decided to use English as a common tongue within the prison camp. I want to say many things about the life here, but, to save time, I will say only a few important things. Especially, I will say about mainly the first year when I reached this prison. When I woke up, I was in a big military truck rattling along the rough road. I looked around the people in the truck. I couldn't find any people that I h...

PROLOGUE My story about Mark starts about five years ago. I had contacted Mark through a classified advertisement that I had placed for a slave boy. He replied and told me this was my chance to own a real slave boy. The only problem was that he lived a thousand miles away, and I was skeptical that he was of legal age. I eventually learned that he was only 17 and I didn't want to take a chance. So, over the next couple of years, we had long and frequent phone calls. He told me he wanted to be held as a real prisoner. He didn't want to be a conventional slave boy. He wanted to be restrained at all times. It was his dream to be held captive and never allowed any freedom. In fact, he said he would try to escape, so I would have to keep him in a cell, cage or shackled. Of course, he expected frequent and limitless torture, pain, humiliation and sex. I have to admit that I was tempted because he is an incredibly cute blonde and well hung, but I had no facilities for keep...