If You Dare: Erotic Stories of Female Bondage, Submission and More

By Jude Mason

Jude Mason is one of those amazingly prolific authors who just has a knack for writing great female bondage and BDSM stories. These seven erotic, edgy tales push the boundaries of erotic sadomasochism, and will leave you panting for more. All you need to do is keep reading, and as her website’s tag line says, “Come, explore with me...if you dare!”

“Lady Catharina’s Comeuppance” - Born into high society, Catharina gets everything she wants. That is, until the day she abuses a stablehand and her father has enough. Deciding that an eye for an eye will teach her a lesson, "Daddy" lets him decide on the punishment. But neither Daddy nor Catharina know he’s aware of her kinky sexual antics, or that he plans on taking her punishment into bondage and BDSM territory she’s never known.

“From Cowboy to Indian” - The frontier is hard enough for Caitlin as it is, but her husband's lackluster performance after dark makes it even worse. She wants more. She wants it rough, but he never quite obliges. That all changes on the day the indians come and one native, in particular, takes a keen interest. The moment his eyes fall on her ample breasts, Caitlin knows he'll give her all the 'rough' she can handle.

“A Gift of Sky” - Sky was raised to be a gift to the king. Her entire life has simply been one long training period to prepare her for, to want, and to enjoy his sadistic pleasures. Yet, all the training in the world could not have prepared her for the handsome mystery waiting for her when she is finally brought, naked and shackled, to his throne. Nor could it have readied her for the other surprises he has in store.

“A Job for Mandy” - Mandy has been married just a few months and, already, Frank spends far too much time at the men's club. When she sees the ad that reads, "Waitresses needed at men’s-only fetish club. Some nudity required. Excellent benefits," she sees her chance. Going undercover, she soon finds that "excellent benefits" mean all the pain her lovely assets can take at Frank's hands...and at those of the other patrons.

“Memories of a Masochist” - She was barely nineteen when her father married her to the first man that would have her. She knew little of pleasure and nothing of pain until he taught her about his desires—breast fetishes that she quickly began to love despite, or maybe because of, that pain. As the years pass, her submission never wavers and her desires only grow stronger. But her memories—those may be the best of all.

“Peeping Johnny” - Life in the city is great. With buildings crushed against each other, his curvy, kinky neighbor lives just a few feet away. Separated by just two windows, he eagerly watches each night as she masturbates to wide variety of self-inflicted sexual torment. But on this night, just when his peep show passes from nipple clamps to needles, another woman walks into view. That's when it really gets good.

“An Uninvited Guest” - Living alone, she does whatever she wants, whenever and wherever she wants to do it. This time, just like every other time, she gets naked, gathers her toys, ties her breasts brutally tight, and settles in for an hour or so of wonderfully agonizing self-torment and masturbation. That's when HE walks in, uninvited and unaware, and she learns what erotic bondage and sexual punishment are really all about.

(Editor's Note: This work contains graphic language and sometimes extreme sexual depictions of consensual female bondage and sadomasochism. It is intended for mature audiences only and is not suitable for persons under eighteen years of age.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darker Pleasures
• Release date: Sep 4, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301419272

Jude Mason

Jude Mason has written most of her life, but until she found the Internet in the late 1990's, she’d hidden all the naughty tales that would eventually creep onto her pages. Once she was bitten by the Internet bug, she found that others wanted to read what she’d written, so, she worked to improve a skill she’d always loved, but had never tried to polish.Since then, Jude has become a quite a success. She is a long-standing member of the Erotica Readers and Writers Association. She has written for several e-zines, including Darker Pleasures, two spanking sites, a couple of other BDSM sites and has scattered work at all sorts of other places. She has other published work at several houses, including Amatory Ink, Renaissance E-Books, Venus Press, Phaze and Total E-Bound. She also has a blog and a Twitter thing, as well as the obligatory website.

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If You Dare:

Erotic Stories of Female Bondage, Submission and More

By Jude Mason

If You Dare: Erotic Stories of Female Bondage, Submission and More

Published by Darker Pleasures

Copyright 2013 Darker Pleasures. All rights reserved.

Edited by Matt Nicholson

Beta read by Susan Foulkes

Cover image courtesy of williamlaneveld/123RF Stock Photos

Smashwords Edition, License Notes

This work contains graphic language and sexual depictions of sometimes extreme consensual and semi-consensual female bondage and sadomasochism. It is intended for mature audiences only and is not suitable for persons under eighteen years of age. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the authors’ imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce or redistribute this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. For information, address Darker Pleasures, webmaster at darkerpleasures.com.

Lady Catharina’s Comeuppance

From Cowboy to Indian

A Gift of Sky

A Job for Mandy

Memories of a Masochist

Peeping Johnny

An Uninvited Guest

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Introduction

Lady Catharina’s Comeuppance

From Cowboy to Indian

A Gift of Sky

A Job for Mandy

Memories of a Masochist

Peeping Johnny

An Uninvited Guest

INTRODUCTION

Every time I think of Jude Mason, I smile.

During the crazy days when we were cranking out an e-zine a month, each with four stories, two photo shoots, videos, art, articles and commentary, she was my right hand—often my left. I could always depend upon her to turn in at least one story, sometimes two, on time and flawlessly. On her website, she claims to have learned a great deal about discipline and deadlines from me. I’m not sure which definition of discipline she’s referring to; I’m simply flattered I get credit for it. I’m certain I don’t deserve it, as she is—and was—the model writer.

The seven stories included in If You Dare only scratch the surface of what Jude wrote for us, let alone what she’s written elsewhere, so you can expect quite a bit more from her from Darker Pleasures in the future. For now, I trust you’ll enjoy…

Lady Catharina’s Comeuppance - Born into high society, Catharina gets everything she wants. That is, until the day she abuses a stablehand and her father has enough. Deciding that an eye for an eye will teach her a lesson, Daddy lets him decide on the punishment. But neither Daddy nor Catharina know he’s aware of her kinky sexual antics, or that he plans on taking her punishment into bondage and BDSM territory she’s never known.

From Cowboy to Indian - The frontier is hard enough for Caitlin as it is, but her husband's lackluster performance after dark makes it even worse. She wants more. She wants it rough, but he never quite obliges. That all changes on the day the indians come and one native, in particular, takes a keen interest. The moment his eyes fall on her ample breasts, Caitlin knows he'll give her all the 'rough' she can handle.

A Gift of Sky - Sky was raised to be a gift to the king. Her entire life has simply been one long training period to prepare her for, to want, and to enjoy his sadistic pleasures. Yet, all the training in the world could not have prepared her for the handsome mystery waiting for her when she is finally brought, naked and shackled, to his throne. Nor could it have readied her for the other surprises he has in store.

A Job for Mandy - Mandy has been married just a few months and, already, Frank spends far too much time at the men's club. When she sees the ad that reads, Waitresses needed at men’s-only fetish club. Some nudity required. Excellent benefits, she sees her chance. Going undercover, she soon finds that excellent benefits mean all the pain her lovely assets can take at Frank's hands...and at those of the other patrons.

Memories of a Masochist - She was barely nineteen when her father married her to the first man that would have her. She knew little of pleasure and nothing of pain until he taught her about his desires—breast fetishes that she quickly began to love despite, or maybe because of, that pain. As the years pass, her submission never wavers and her desires only grow stronger. But her memories—those may be the best of all.

Peeping Johnny - Life in the city is great. With buildings crushed against each other, his curvy, kinky neighbor lives just a few feet away. Separated by just two windows, he eagerly watches each night as she masturbates to wide variety of self-inflicted sexual torment. But on this night, just when his peep show passes from nipple clamps to needles, another woman walks into view. That's when it really gets good.

An Uninvited Guest - Living alone, she does whatever she wants, whenever and wherever she wants to do it. This time, just like every other time, she gets naked, gathers her toys, ties her breasts brutally tight, and settles in for an hour or so of wonderfully agonizing self-torment and masturbation. That's when HE walks in, uninvited and unaware, and she learns what erotic bondage and sexual punishment are really all about.

As you can see, you’re in for a treat. All you need to do is keep reading, and as her website’s tag line says, Come, explore with me…if you dare!

Matt Nicholson – 2013

LADY CATHARINA’S COMEUPPANCE

Lady Catharina Von Sneede was a bitch. She had been ever since she realized it got her her way and she could get away with it. Over the years, she'd made the lives of nearly everyone near her as close to hell as she could, with the possible exception of the gardener. He'd managed to escape only because his duties were finished long before she'd roused herself out of bed each day.

Eventually, her father, Lord Clarence Von Sneede, decided that he, and everyone else, had put up with her behavior for long enough. The final straw was a late morning disruption in the stables. Catharina had chosen to go riding with a few of her friends, at the last minute of course, with no planning whatsoever. She'd flown into a fit of rage when she'd been told she couldn't have her preferred mount, as it was ill. With her small group of cohorts gathered around, she'd berated the stableman for his laziness, lack of obedience and inept care of the horses. She'd even gone so far as to order him to his knees and beg her forgiveness, or she'd have him fired.

Bryan Coxman, the stableman, had been with the family for over twenty years. Aghast at the treatment, but surrounded by the group of rowdies yelling vile comments about his mother and the family dog, Bryan was left with no choice. Clad in black jodhpurs, polished riding boots and a clean, white cotton shirt, he dropped to his knees in the mud.

That, fortunately, was when Lord Clarence entered the stables. He stood gaping as Catharina and her cohorts humiliated the kneeling man. When he finally gathered his wits, he roared, Catharina, get to the house, immediately!

As if they were all on a single string, the group turned and gaped at the irate man. He took that opportunity to bellow, The rest of you get out! Off my land! And if I ever so much as see the back of you, I'll have you horsewhipped, the lot of you, and Mr. Coxman will be the one wielding the whip.

They scattered, all except Catharina.

But Daddy, she began in her most sweet and conniving voice. I so wanted to take Duke out for a ride, and this…this, man, says I can't. Duke, my lovely Duke has been taken ill, and it's all his fault. I want him punished. I want him fired. She straightened her back and placed a delicate, well-manicured, hand on her hip.

Enough, the older man roared. To your room. Now!

The girl looked stricken. Her hand went to her mouth. No one, not even her dear Daddy, had ever yelled at her before. She turned and fled to the house, wailing as she went.

Bryan, I'm so sorry. Lord Clarence was obviously embarrassed by his daughter’s behavior and, as he helped the stableman to his feet, he added, She'll be punished. I—we, have all put up with her arrogance for far too long.

Yes, sir, we have, Bryan replied vehemently.

Though technically inappropriate for his station, the elder Von Sneede took no notice of the younger man’s demeanor. What she said about the stallion—Duke, is that correct? Is the horse ill?

Yes, he is, Sir. His jaw was clenched as he spoke, his anger barely under control. Lady Catharina rode him hard two days ago. When she brought him back, he was soaked through with sweat. She didn't walk him, or tell anyone she'd returned. She simply left him, fully saddled and bridled, in the yard. When I found him, he'd gotten to grain bin and ate half the barrel. We—

"And she berated you for mistreating the animal, Lord Clarence interrupted. Bryan, will the animal be all right?"

Yes, Sir, I believe so. Duke has been flushed out and I don’t think he’ll founder.

Thank you, Bryan. Please report to me when you are done. We have business to conduct. The Lord turned and strode away, slapping the outside of his thigh with his riding crop as he went.

~~~

Two days later, after a surprisingly entertaining evening during which she'd enjoyed far too much wine, Catharina awakened to find herself chained to a red brick pillar inside one of the old servants’ houses on the outskirts of the estate. She was completely naked save for the single hairband holding her ponytail in place. Weak-kneed and head still buzzing, she managed to slide the chain up the bricks until she stood, or more accurately leaned, against the pillar.

Tugging at the thick chain wrapped around the pillar and her waist, she realized that, unless someone freed her, she wasn't going anywhere. Trapped, humiliated, she glanced around the house, looking for a way to escape, silently cursing herself for her inability to remember what she’d done to get here. The house was long since abandoned and bare. The chain links clinked against the bricks as she slid back down the pillar and sat on the rough, dusty, hardwood floor.

She clutched her head and tried to blink through the haze. The last time she’d awoken with little memory of the night before, she’d been ‘well used,’ but her friends had filled her in, leaving her simply frustrated she didn’t remember the fun. Of course, she had woken up in bed that time, not chained to a pillar in the middle of nowhere. And, since closer inspection indicated she hadn’t been ‘used’ at all, she doubted her situation was the same.

Who would do such a thing? How dare they even think of…of… she cringed as her mind raced with thoughts of what could happen to her. And, even more embarrassing, she could think of a great number of people who might like to see her in just this predicament.

A noise interrupted her thoughts. She was sure she'd heard a door open, or close. Footsteps approached. Her heart thudded in her chest with fear.

Bryan! she exploded when he entered the room. She pulled at the chain again, hoping the lock might come loose. Of all people to find her like that, why did it have to be him? Get me loose you big dumb ox! she snarled.

Bryan stopped and watched her struggle.

She felt his eyes on her. Commoner though he was, she would have been an idiot to deny his ruggedly handsome looks. It wasn’t the first time her nipples had puckered in response to his presence. Traitorous body, she groaned. When she realized how much he seemed to enjoy her display, she forced herself to stop and glared at him.

He just chuckled as he pulled his iPhone from its leather case. After tapping it a few times, he turned the screen toward her. Remember this?

Catharina looked at the picture, then did her best not to gape. She was sitting with her long legs curled back on one of the burgundy leather arm chairs in her daddy’s library. Her chestnut hair was down, and the look in her eyes said, ‘Take me!’ as did the clothing she was wearing, or rather, wasn’t. Besides the platinum and onyx necklace and earrings her daddy had given her the Christmas before, she was wearing a Carine Gilson black satin brassiere, matching dress gloves, thigh-high pantyhose and garter, black stilettos and nothing else.

His chuckle turned into a laugh. Then I take it you don’t remember my cutting all that off you, either? he said, nodding to a pile of black over in a darker corner of the room.

Not only did she not remember his cutting it off, she had no idea when she’d put it all on.

Delete that this instant, you bastard!

Still finding the entire situation funny, he tucked the phone away and brought his hand back up with a chain dangling from it. It wasn't a heavy chain, more like a sturdy necklace or a dainty dog’s leash. That was until he let it slide through his fingers. He grabbed hold of the end and held it up for her to get a good look at, a clamp, something long and coppery with lots of jagged teeth.

Her eyes widened. Her mouth fell open, but when she tried to protest, to order him to release her, nothing came out. Finally she croaked, Bastard. You’d better release me. My father will have your hide.

Let you go? he asked in a low, dangerous voice. Now why would I do that? Especially seein' as your father asked me to teach you something about manners. He walked closer, letting the chain dangle between his fingers, swinging it back and forth.

Her eyes remained glued to the small metal links. It wasn’t until he’d pulled the keyring from his pocket and grabbed a handful of her auburn hair that she realized the clamp was a distraction. Yanking her head back roughly by the ponytail, he unlocked the chain then slung her around, only grabbing her wrist to keep her from falling.

He was far too big to fight, and she was in no condition to do so if she’d wanted. In mere moments, he’d dragged her across the floor and tied her wrists to an old radiator against the wall. By the time she’d recovered, he was standing over her, the clamp held firmly between his fingers and thumb. He squeezed it open, and the jaws stretched wide, like the maw of some beast preparing to bite. When she tore her gaze away, she saw that he was eyeing her right breast. She was quite certain the clamp wasn’t just a distraction any longer.

You…you— She stopped and swallowed. She'd never felt so helpless, or confused. Her father had what?

Bryan chuckled, a deep, nasty noise which did nothing to ease her apprehension. Then, in a harsh tone, he added, "’You…you’, what? Come on Catharina, you gotta know how many people you've upset, how embarrassed your dad