Scarlet, aged 18, has lived in the castle ever since she was born. She lives under the commands of Butler James who seems to have something against her - that or he is simply a sadist. Living in a castle may sound glorious, for a Princess, unfortunately Scarlet is a servant to the castle, to the parent-less and unmarried Prince, Stefon. In her 18 years, she has only ever seen the Prince once. From the rumours she is told and the one time they met Scarlet believes he is a cocky, rich and a conceited Prince, yet...who would have imagined he was her saviour? In this story Scarlet learns the difference between being a slave and a submissive - all thanks to Prince Stefon.

Althea is a submissive looking to try new things, but she's taken by surprise when a wedded dominant couple take her in and treat her a sex toy. She's interested, and highly aroused at the very thought... A short story consisting of red wine, BDSM, bondage, and red lace bondage... In the house of red lace bondage.

I struggled against the cold, rough rope binding my arms behind me and strained against the chair wrapping me in chain and rope. It seemed the more I struggled the tighter my chains became. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The chain around my neck held fast to the chair, jutting my face forward and the blindfold secured around my eyes ensured my lack of vision. I heard a heavy clutter behind me and arched my back, attempting, once again, to free myself. The clutter ensued, followed by footsteps. Slowly, they made their way towards me and my pulse doubled. The footsteps stopped and a deep chuckle rang though the room. I struggled against my bonds but it was of no use. I opened my mouth but the gag prevented any noise from escaping. The man laughed again, sending spurts of adrenaline through my blood. I felt my cheeks redden. He slowly bent down and whispered in my ear, "Enjoying this?" He paused, "Don't worry, we have only just begun."

I woke up in a dark room, no windows. It was just light enough to see what was around me. A large table was next to me with all sorts of scary looking contraptions and tools. Where am I? As I look around more I am starting to freak out. I start hyperventilating when I see a mirror wall and I feel someone watching me from the other side. I can't move. I'm tied to the table by my hands, feet, and waist. How did this happen? Am I dreaming? Is this real? Where am I? Questions are flooding my mind. I hear someone walking towards me. I am laying down on a very uncomfortable table. "Finally the sedatives wore off." I hear a familiar voice say... I am stricken with fear and don't dare to say anything. "Do you know where you are?" He asks "Um n-no" I mumble "You are at my laboratory" he says in a deep voice. Where have I heard that voice before? ---------------------------------------------- There will be grammar and punctuation errors sorry :( Comment suggestions and like for more updates!