Recent content by Susan Strict

It was not Astrid Pitka’s voice, but the figure that appeared in the clearing purple haze could well have been her twin. “It wasn’t a problem,†Herniame told her, “But we both felt something odd on the way from the Bottomley’s to the Port Quay. Has Fumblebum said anything about...

Chapter Four Sandrock It was dark. The street outside the Bottomley’s house was no different from any other quiet suburban street. Peter had been in this street many times before, but this time there was something about it that made him feel very uncomfortable. “Herniame…†he...

For a while Angel did not know what to say. This was monstrous and impossible. But it also fitted. “Wouldn’t it have been easier for them to just have me killed?” she finally asked weakly. “Maybe. But some people don’t have the heart for it. And if there is a legal problem, they could...

School for Torture is a BDSM novel by John Savage, published by Strict Publishing International The extract below is from the first chapter. I’ll post more, if anyone likes it – it’s NOT the usual Femdom stuff! All the characters are, of course, over the age of 18. Sunlight awoke Angel...

Caroline lunged forward, seized Eleanor’s hair, and forced her head back. The naked woman screamed afresh as the riding crop repeatedly slashed her heavy breasts. Then Caroline flung her down and watched her wriggle in agony at her feet for a few seconds, clutching her whipped nipples with...

Eleanor silently obeyed; her feet left the ground as her legs parted, and the branch supporting her groaned as it took her full weight. Caroline reached between her open thighs and roughly seized her generous pubic bush. She toyed with it for a few seconds and then, with a vicious tug, she...

Eleanor waited patiently. Her head hung deeply while Caroline fitted the device to the rope and then heaved on it, dragging the placid, doll-like arms skywards. She heaved more strenuously, the rope tightened, jerking the lighter woman rigidly upright and suspending her by her wrists with only...

Here’s something a little different from a wonderful writer, Grendel Butler. The extract below is a chapter from the book Lust, Blackmail and The Whip, published by Strict Publishing International. I have always enjoyed bird watching and, having plenty of leisure time, I spend hours...

Michael realized that he was really turned on as well. He felt masterfully powerful over the diminutive woman, and his mind wandered to some imaginary infraction he was punishing her for. Michael smacked her bottom again and he received the same response, except this time he heard her gasp...

Alice swung her legs out of the car and they walked to his sports coupe with his hand resting on the small of her back. The closer they got to his car, the more his hand drifted towards her bottom. It actually did caress over her cheeks when he bent to unlock the car door. She turned and...

Alice sat at the bar next to the cocktail waitress station, noting which server was working their section. She glared when the bartender asked for her identification before he would pour her glass of wine. He smiled and mentioned how young she looked… and Alice wanted to rip his testicles...

A tale of Female Domination and training of disobedient men “Alice’s Playground” is a novel by Candace Smith, edited by Susan Strict and published by Strict Publishing International. Candace writes Femdom, steamy romance, sci-fi romance and BDSM literature. “Alice’s Playground” proved to be...

Peter knew that voice. A series of images went rapidly through his mind. Was she standing, arms folded impatiently? Perhaps she had her hands on her hips and an expression of exasperation on her face? Judging from the tone, however, it was quite likely she was holding her spell crop and...

Chapter Three Herniame The thud-thud of Lotta’s heavy footsteps on the stairs was much more rapid than usual. Inger had told her. Peter braced himself for the onslaught. The door burst open, and there she stood. She took two steps into the room and she slammed the door behind her...

Almost as if she read his mind, she replied, “I really think we ought to try those again, Peter. It was rather special, wasn’t it?†but before Peter could reply, she had marched off towards the lecture rooms. With all this, and more, on his mind, Peter had not wanted to do any more than...