Held Captive: Wicked Women Have Their Way

By Miranda Birch

Two dominant young ladies prowl the highways and byways looking for males to abduct and imprison! Once in their power, the captive male is subject to strict discipline and frequent punishment. He is held prisoner for just as long as the girls wish to amuse themselves with him!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Miranda Birch
• Release date: Aug 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463811559

Miranda Birch

Miranda Birch is a mature English lady who writes tales of dominance and submission for the discerning adult. She is a firm believer in female supremacy. She has been writing for many years. Her discovery of Amazon Kindle gave her the idea and the opportunity to find an audience for her work. She now publishes on many other platforms as well, including Smashwords, Nook (Barnes & Noble), Kobo, iBooks (Apple) and Google Play.Her stories are all female domination (femdom), and of various types:Hard -- just what is says on the box!Domestic -- rather less severe;Romantic -- femdom with a much softer edge;Frilly -- explores the world of forced feminisation, sometimes soft, sometimes hard.Want to know more about Miranda Birch? Here are some resources:Newsletter: (FREE BOOK when you sign up!) https://mirandabirch.wordpress.com/mailing-list/Website: https://mirandabirch.wordpress.com/A sampler of her work, "Femdom Tableaux", is available at a special low price:https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/786916?ref=mirandabirch

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Held Captive

Wicked Women Have Their Way

By Miranda Birch

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Two dominant young ladies prowl the highways and byways looking for males to abduct and imprison! Once in their power, the captive male is subject to strict discipline and frequent punishment. He is held prisoner for just as long as the girls wish to amuse themselves with him!

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The Honda Civic hummed along the highway, heading south. At the wheel was Sally Clarke, a stunning blonde in her early twenties. By her side sat Heather Saunders, equally stunning but with fluffy brown hair. Both wore tight outfits composed mainly of leather. Black leather. Heather had on a pair of calf-length boots; Sally had a matching pair, but had removed them to to make driving easier. Both pairs of boots were adorned with a wicked-looking six-inch stiletto heel. All in all, not exactly everyday garb!

Night had just fallen; two headlights jabbed powerfully into the distance. Sally sighed again. They were both fed up. They had been driving for hours, and now night was falling, and still no luck. Suddenly Heather moved her head, and peered through the side window.

There's someone on the side of the road, said Heather, walking.

Male or female? asked Sally.

Make, I think.

Ohhhh… replied Sally, taking her eyes off the road for a moment to glance at Heather, who returned her gaze and winked.

Shall we?

Yeah, let's go for it!

The Honda Civic came to a smooth halt a few years ahead of the figure. He or she had stopped walking now, and was looking in their direction, obviously still dazzled by the headlights. Heather pressed the window button, then thrust out her head.

Anything the matter? she enquired.

She saw that the figure was indeed male. About thirty, she guessed; and a bit on the scruffy side. Not that that mattered…

No, nothing wrong, the fellow replied. It's just that I'm hitch-hiking. Aiming for Bristol. I got let off and have been unlucky since. Don't suppose you're going my way?

Sally had turned and was looking out the back window at the chap.

What do you think? she asked Heather.

I think I'm thinking what you're thinking! she rejoined with a laugh.

Heather laughed too.

They say great minds think alike! Yeah, let's have him!

Sure! called Heather to the figure then, who had begun to walk towards the car. "Hop in the