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Potpourri of Bondage at archbbsdl.com

Potpourri of Bondage at archbbsdl.com

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There were 32 total files uploaded on Saturday – this is kind of a “catch-up” post.  In addition to a large video clip, and large-form images of Kobe Lee from Dungeon Girls 4, there were the fun “shibararetainodesu” bondage composite/parodies, and a few Women in Prison Captions (WIP Captions) from Luke Matthews.  A potpourri of bondage indeed!

Also, I posted a smaller file which is used as an illustrative plate on Campus Parking Ticket Roundup Part 1 which is available on Amazon in convenient Kindle format really reasonable priced at $2.99.

See Felix’s compiled text works on Amazon.

Please note that subscribers have access to all of the Felix Dartmouth text files, but I’ve received frequent requests for a more complete version of these bondage text files.  For instance I am working on Pi Lambda Kappa now, but it is in an antiquated text format and I have to pretty much manually go in and edit all the ending “carriage-return, line feeds” – is anybody old enough to remember that on a typewriter?

If any of you members download my books on Kindle I would appreciate a review from someone who appreciates my text files.

Also, members, please remember that just because there has not been an update, that doesn’t mean that new images/videos are not posted on filefinder.

Looking forward to a great week!

Felix

“An Easy Job”, by Felix Dartmouth published on Amazon

I am pleased to announce that I am publishing “An Easy Job”, a popular bondage text file written by me as a Kindle Book on amazon.com.  For marketing purposes, I have renamed the text:  “Bondage:  Assignment in Mexico“.

The link to the book page is here:  “Bondage:  Assignment in Mexico“.

Here is the cover of the book:

Bondage: Assignment in Mexico - formerly "An Easy Job" has now been published as a complete work as a Kindle Book on Amazon. This oft-requested series of text files is now available for your Kindle Library.
Bondage: Assignment in Mexico – formerly “An Easy Job” has now been published as a complete work as a Kindle Book on Amazon. This oft-requested series of text files is now available for your Kindle Library.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This article is not so much to publicize my book offering as it is to explain my rationale and future publishing plans.

I have a story concept synopsis over on the public site that I will largely duplicate at the bottom of this post, but if you want to link to it now, you can do so by clicking here.

Since the beginning of my offering online services, my stories have been popular and widely followed.  I have always referred to them as “text files” or “bondage text files”, referring not so much to the content but as to the file format.  Back in the old “USENET” days of the early 1990’s I published these files in alt.sex.stories and in alt.sex.stories.bondage in a fragmentary manner, mainly to keep posters from posting my entire file under their name and re-posting with them as the author, a practice that happened all too often.

These text files were responsible for a lot of my growth in the early days of the world wide web.  There was, of course a problem with my “fragmentary” publishing technique.  The problem was that it was fragmentary!

For instance, here is a “frequently asked question”:


I really like your “Pi Kappa Lambda” (PLK) and “An Easy Job” (AEJ) text file series. Can you mail me the full text file?

Those text files are not released an an entire story – they are published in segments.   Available segments can be accessed by Subscribers of Archives BBS


Many of my users were frustrated and confused that I never sent them the entire file.  There was a good reason for this:  The entire file never existed!

Almost all of my text file output is already available to Subscribers of Archives BBS Member Site (this site).  What has been lacking is a comprehensive availability of my larger, more serial works.

While it’s my policy that Subscribers should always have “first dibs” on all of my creative work, my text file output is not why someone subscribes here, but they subscribe for Archives BBS bondage video and bondage photo content.

I’ve written a lot of text to describe the problem and my reason for offering my text files, fully compiled at Amazon, now let me tell you a little bit about what I plan to do over the next year or so.

I plan to compile into Kindle Book format ALL of my text writings and publish them at Amazon.  These will include:

  • Pi Lambda Kappa (yes, finally)
  • Campus Parking Ticket Roundup
  • Department of Corrections Lecture Program
  • Moot Court
  • Remand Custody
  • Christina Wilson
  • Gag Order
  • Sorority Chain Gang
  • Into Custody
  • Vacation Weekend in Mexico

I”m not sure of the order of presentation, but I’d really like to get Pi Lambda Kappa out there first, because I have had so many request for it.  So, over the next year, or two or three, you can expect to see new Kindle publications of my writings, should the interest prove to warrant it.

Now, as promised, here is the full story synopsis:

Bondage: Assignment in Mexico story concept:

As a beautiful and educated young woman in her 20’s, Stacy worked in an office in Dallas and leveraged her good looks for money on the side. When she receives a mysterious and lucrative invitation to spend a weekend in Mexico, she nearly balks when she learns that she must travel in strict restraints for the flight across the border.

When she arrives at the villa where she is to spend the weekend, she, her host, and his beautiful assistant are all kidnapped and she finds herself with her wrists tied behind her back trying to keep from falling out of a jeep bouncing over rough mountainous terrain!

After a frightening night hogtied in a dank cell, Stacy and Katrina are rescued, and Stacy thinks that this might be a welcome end to her bondage adventure. However, it soon becomes apparent that Stacy had stumbled upon an international slaving ring. She vowed when she got back to the United States that she would report what she had seen.

As she was returning to her home country, a chance meeting on the jet flight, and a hold-up at customs indicated that she had seen much more than she thought: She had witnessed the kidnapped wife of a billionaire industrialist and arms dealer as a prisoner of the slavers, and it was becoming clear that her life would not return to normal until after this kidnapping right was broken up and the evil perpetrators brought to justice.

Don’t miss this story of Stacy, going undercover in the strictest bondage, with handcuffs, leg irons, ball gags, and all imaginable restrictions of a captive woman as she and her companion strive to thwart the slavers that have held so many innocent women captive!

If you enjoy action and adventure, women in peril, tight restraints, and international intrigue, you will not want to miss “Bondage: Assignment in Mexico”!

Best regards,

Felix

9 Bondage Text files by the Great John Savage

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Note by Felix:  The following wonderful text files were found recently in a UseNET archives, in a ZIP file entitled SAVAGE.TXT.  The original file date is 4/16/1992.

When I started Archives BBS on Feb 9, 1993, I reached out to Mr. Savage, sent him my text file “Pi Lambda Kappa” and he sent me his very constructive criticism. and generally was extremely kind to me.  He wrote me a multi-page letter, with a lot of encouragement and helpful advice.

I include these text files to the general public by way of historical comment and tribute to Mr. Savage, who was a real pioneer in modern bondage content.

There is a place for comments below – I would love to have your on-topic thoughts.

  1. The Strictest Bondage
  2.  Like Father, Like Son
  3.  Justice is Blind
  4.  Susan’s Story — Part I: Immobility
  5.  Susan’s Story — Part II: The Hogtie
  6.  The Experiment
  7. Hot August Day
  8. Hanging Upside Down and the Feather
  9. The Date An excerpt from “The Adventures of a Bondage Lover” – by Sharon Bonner as told to John Savage

Continue reading 9 Bondage Text files by the Great John Savage

AN UNEXPECTED OVERNIGHT STAY

I’d like to present another great story that has circulated unattributed for years on the net.  Rather than male on female bondage, this is very much a story of male captivity, where a strong woman very much takes advantage of her position to keep a man in extreme captivity, even extracting consent from him.  If anyone knows the author, please let me know so I can offer attribution.  I made several corrections mainly from UK English to US English, so my spell corrector wouldn’t complain.

 AN UNEXPECTED OVERNIGHT STAY

I arrived at the party not knowing what to expect.  A friend in Europe had passed me the name of a business colleague in Florida and suggested I phone him since he could introduce me to a few friends whilst I was attending a seminar there.   I phoned my contact and he said that he and a number of other friends were getting together.  I would be welcome if I liked to come along.   It was a Thursday evening and I had no work on Friday, so I gladly agreed.

I asked what to wear and I was told casual, so I put on a tight pair of jeans with an open-neck shirt and got into a taxi to take me to the address I had been given. When I arrived at the door I saw that the girls were extremely well dressed, some in off-the-shoulder cocktail dresses and others in smart designer suits.  My hostess, a good looking girl probably in her late thirties, quickly made me feel welcome, introducing me to several men and women in the room.  There was plenty of food and drink so that as the evening wore on everyone relaxed. There was music and I was able to dance with several highly attractive women.

This text file about a male guest in handcuffs kept in high security has been taken offline on 12/22/2017.  Several sections of text are included for reference  – Felix

Lydia pushed me onto my front and I felt her snapping the handcuffs click by click more tightly into my wrists.  Eventually, she stopped and I heard a couple of little clicks.  “I’m just setting the safety locks,” she said.  “These will prevent the handcuffs from getting any tighter during the night.  However, I’m not quite finished yet, since I don’t want you to be able to walk freely around the house”

“I don’t know why you think I could do that since you locked the door” I retorted.

 

continued:

“I reckon it will have to be” I replied.  “I’ll phone you again and tell you when I can come”.

“That’s good” said Lydia. adding “You know, you guys always come back for more.  I’m simply a good judge of character”.  Then she hung up.

End

“Up the River (Imprisoned) in Handcuffs”

Note from Felix:  This incredible bondage romp has always been one of my favorite bondage stories.  It has all the fun elements of a great bondage text, and I present it here to you in its entirety, disclaiming knowledge of origin or copyright.  This is an incredibly long story.

The following story is pure unadulterated fiction with no connection to actual persons, places or time. Please enjoy the fantasy.

UP THE RIVER (IMPRISONED)

Chapter One

I could not believe that I was volunteering to go to prison. Actually, that is not entirely correct. I was requesting or agreeing to go through the process of being imprisoned in order to understand just what was happening in this Far Eastern country.

Mai Ling is my name and I am a 24 year old, healthy, usually rational female, who supports herself, more or less, by being a free lance writer for the United Nations.I was born in the United States as the result of a union between an American marine and a Vietnamese. The marriage occurred when he was on leave and lasted until I was all of two months old. He was killed soon after returning to action, leaving my mother and I to a life of trying to survive in New Jersey. One way or another she put me through college and then succumbed to breast cancer, leaving me with only distant relatives.

This story has been taken offline on 12/19/2017 (Felix) – but several segments follow:

 

I had a hard time imagining this and had asked if I might visit his prison.

His reply was, “Sorry but we have very strict rules about visitors, particularly if they are reporters. Joe here probably explained that the same applies to the woman’s prison camp which in any case is far up river.”

It was at this point that Joe asked whether I might at least observe the processing or admission of incoming prisoners.

“Yes,” I said. “This wouldn’t be the same as actually seeing the prison. Wouldn’t this be okay?”

“Mai, if I may call you by your first name, processing of prisoners takes place in the prison itself. The only way that would work would be for me to make you a “criminal” for the two days in takes to get you from the front door to the holding area from which the prisoners are assigned to a prison unit or go to the work camp. And believe me, those two days would have you begging for release.”

After this remark from Mr. Suharto…which sounded like a challenge…. I replied, “Look, if this would give me the answer to my questions, I want to do it. Besides, I’m strong and can take anything for two days.”

Joe said, “Mai, you are crazy. Processing involves strip searches, finger printing, photos and a fast education in the rules prisoners must obey. It’s as bad as two weeks in prison itself. You really would be a prisoner.”

So this brings me to the start of this tale. I should add that several years previously I had become aware of a deep seated fascination in bondage, control, even enslavement. As was true in my adventures in Amsterdam, I was now becoming sexually aroused.

“Sir, I would really like to do this. I’ll be glad to sign any necessary papers and would not hold you or the system responsible.”

 

“Shut up, and turn around with your hands crossed behind your back.” This command was accompanied by her grabbing my shoulders and twisting me. Then I felt a thin band of plastic being drawn around my wrists. It was pulled very snug.

Coming around in front again, she held several of these bands in her hand. “These plastic handcuffs were made by your government, and are cheap and very effective. See, you just make a loop and thread the end thru that little one-way lock. It can be tightened but never loosened. For transporting prisoners they are great for we don’t have to worry about keys. In the prison itself, you will find that the steel handcuffs are used. Now get down on your knees. I’m going to use a double ended plasti-cuff on you ankles.”

Soon I found that my ankles were connected by a 12 inch strip of the plastic, thus effectively hobbling me. I tried to separate my wrists but found the plastic was very strong.

– – –

 

When I rejoined the group a few minutes later, Gen. Lee came up to me and gave me a big hug. “You are just as attractive as ever, Mai Ling. I love to see you in chains. I’m glad you are leaving so I won’t be tempted.”

Monica also gave me a hug and a kiss, and whispered, “If you stayed here, I’d never give him a chance, and, yes, you would spend some time in chains. Now get the hell out of here.”

With mixed feelings, I boarded the plane and a few minutes later we were on our way. It would be a very long time before the past few months would become a dim memory.

THE END

 

Proposal for Penis gag for female prisoners

Note to readers:  This is a proposal sent to Hottbonds for a type of gag that I have not seen on the market, but I believe would be well-received in my photography and video:

Hello, Hottbonds –

I am looking for a WORKING penis gag for my female models.  I am not interested in having it attached to a much larger dildo on the outside of the gag, such as I’ve seen on the market.  I think that the interior prod should be from 3″ to 5″ in length to provide the captive with a true filling experience.  Best, interchangeable prods of different length would provide the most intrusive fit.  The material is up to you, but a silicon material such as Flashington gags would seem appropriate.  Interchangeability would be desirable in that the female prisoner could be assured that her penis-gag had not been used on another captive.

Also helpful might be a “spider-gag” metal prong configuration to assure that the prod remains aligned over her tongue and back down the mouth.  The strap behind the neck should be somewhat thin with closely spaced hasp holes to provide an unforgivingly tight fit.  The outer face of the gag could simply be a round circle or a square like a typical panel gag.

To my knowledge there is no such gag on the market, and it could be part of a system which includes your lower face mask (which I had trouble fitting tightly on the model Vika) and perhaps a full lace-tight discipline helmet.

To review, I have seen nothing on the market but novelty items that are all too short to serve as effective filler, or have straps behind the head that are crude, thick leather with widely spaced holes.

I think there is a place in the market for such a female head restraint and mouth intrusion system which is serious in nature.  I would be willing to advance $100.00 to your company for the beginnings of the development of such a system.

Kind regards,
Felix

Last Seat on the Plane – rising female executive pushes a bit too far!

Hello all – This story was found on I think, netlife.lu years ago.  It might have been written by “John B.” a prolific and talented bondage text author.  I have always thought it was a fun idea, where a pushy female execute gets her comeuppance.  I corrected a few typos, but here it is, presented as I found it years ago.

Felix

Last Seat on the Plane

Kate was a rising star in her industry. She had spent four years in college and graduated with perfect results. She had spent 5 years at the industry’s leading company and now she was on the point of hitting the big time. Becoming a vice president before she hit thirty, all she had to do was to complete one small detail of a make or break a business deal. She had just a few days, but one flight and one meeting would clinch it.

Kate was very frustrated at the airport, they had lost her reservation her seat had been sold. She was now cueing to get the last ticket, on the one plane that could get her there on time. Kate was dressed to impress she had an expensive business jacket tailored to emphasize her large bust and neat waist. A tight blouse that also emphasized her breasts, while her male colleges were staring at her tight top she would be earning there sales bonuses. Her bottom half was just as well proportioned a tight skirt black hose and killer 4 1/2 inch heels she was the perfect feminine package.

Note:  This text file is taken offline 12/19/2017 (Felix) – several excerpts follow for reference:

Kate got to the end of the line, finally, she could get her ticket. The receptionist looked at her papers then she uttered one crushing sentence, “Well I am sorry but we don’t have any seats on the plane”. A desperate look crossed Kate’s face, she felt she was going to lose it any second but she calmed down. Kate continued trying to bargain with the booking office “I will pay anything ”. The woman behind the desk shook her head sadly “ all the seats are booked up”. The woman sympathized with Kate but couldn’t do anything. Kate made one final hart felt desperate plea “If I don’t get on that flight I will lose my job”. The woman behind the desk looked left and right then leaned over the desk she beckoned Kate to lean closer.

The woman looked nervous she whispered secretively “Well we have one seat, but you don’t want it”. A look of confusion crossed Kate’s face, “What do you mean I don’t want it?”. The woman looked nervous for a second Kate gestured with her hands for the receptionist to speed up. A sigh of resignation crossed the woman’s lips and she explained in a hushed tone. “Well, the airline used to transport some patients to the psychiatric hospitals, that gets them to specialist clinics to give them treatment. Well, one or two got loose in transport, our insurers got wind of it and so did the hospitals. So they had a special seat made, you don’t want to fly in that thing”. Kate looked confused “I am desperate I need to get on the plane even if it’s a bad seat I can take an uncomfortable journey“. the woman shook her head “You don’t understand our insurers and the hospitals made us sign a contract a legally binding agreement. Anyone traveling in that seat is considered a risk, they have to sign a waiver when you go through a procedure”.

Kate didn’t like the sound of this but believed that she didn’t have many options. She sort clarification on what she suspected “What do you mean by a procedure”? The woman looked nervous Then continued a little embarrass “Well the passenger is taken away, she is strip searched thoroughly for any contraband. Then they put her in a tight straight jacket, gag and hood her then a handler takes her away”. Kathy could read people the woman had not told the full story “Is that it then”? she said it as a question. The woman behind the desk continued in a nervous voice “No a supervisor double checks you, tightens your restraints, then locks your restraints. The supervisor adds a second tighter hood is, then a posture collar and a transport jacket and a canvas hobble skirt.” Kate was becoming very nervous she let her thoughts spill past her lips “that’s barbaric ” the woman behind the desk nodded, “but effective we haven’t had another incident once we started using this procedure”.

Kate could feel that there was still a little more information to squeeze out of the woman than she had. So she continued to press “You are not telling me quite everything”. The woman behind the desk took a deep breath and continued. “Well, it’s an eight-hour flight and they strap you down to your chair for the entire time.” Kate realized the implications, but she would suffer a lot of discomforts to get this deal closed, “What if I want to go to the toilet or get something to eat?”. The woman behind the desk shook her head. “They won’t let you out of the chair, you would be wearing a special pair of tight rubber underwear with large plugs even if you need to go you won’t be allowed to, you won’t be able to.” Kate’s resolve began to crack “Its eight hours that’s unbearable”. Kate’s body shook she was about to lose it all. The woman behind the check-in desk looked at her pausing for a few seconds, “Then you don’t want the seat?”

Kate surrendered to the inevitable,“I have to get to that meeting or its five years work and 4 years at college down the drain”. The woman behind the desk nodded and pulled some forms out, she explained in detail the procedure.

End of Text File

 

Amy on Trial, by M. DeArbre

Introduction:  Many years ago, I received this text file from the author – and he gave me permission to use it on Archives BBS.  I believe it may date from 1997, and the author may be of Italian origin. It was very popular, I think because of the circumspect and passive style of writing.  The story is very simple;  a beautiful young woman on trial is handcuffed in a courtroom and is sentenced to 3 years in prison.  She is then locked in ankle chains and begins her journey to prison.  The humiliation and embarrassment of Amy as she is exposed in her chains to free women are highlighted.

Note:  This text file is taken offline 12/20/2017 (Felix) – several excerpts follow for reference:

I hope you enjoy this simple but powerful story which carries such a strong emotional payload!

Felix.

AMY ON TRIAL
by M. De Arbre

Chapter One

The fans turned overhead in the small courtroom on the 2nd floor of the institute building. Small windows high on the Western wall were open to give some relief from the humidity. Shafts of warm yellow light slanted into the room.

The court was in session. A woman’s voice articulated loud against the echo of the almost empty room.

To one side the prosecutor lounged, bored and middle-aged. An elderly couple sat centrally on the benches. At the back, by the entrance sat a uniformed policeman talking softly to a woman. The woman had the bearing and ease of a fellow police officer but rather than a uniformed she wore her own clothes. She had straw blonde hair, tightly bunched at the back. She looked a little older than the policeman; about mid 30’s. She had folded her jacket behind her seat. On the table was the policeman’s cap and jacket.
The judge tidied and squared papers, seeking relief from the monologue… His face, comfortably fat, horned rimmed glasses… which he had occasionally removed to rub strained eyes. Time was dragging.

..”please your honor the defendant has demonstrated remorse, the act was entirely out of character”…

The judge replaced his glasses and glanced at the middle-aged women talking. Then he looked at the defendant sitting beside her. A young woman on trial of about 25 years. She was wearing a neat black dress almost to her knees, short sleeves, dark stockings and black high stilettos. Her eyes were downcast. One white hand grasped and re-grasped another within the confines of her handcuffs.

 

End of Part 1

 

Capture the Flag – Part 4

Capture the Flag

I guess it’s no surprise that things are starting to get complex in the “Capture the Flag” series.  As you all know, “Capture the Flag” related the happenings at a small Texas college in the Piney Woods.  The object is to recover the flag from the opponents goal area by making a rush for the flag, grabbing it and running back to your own goal area.

But, if your personal flag is pulled from your trousers or dress, you must surrender yourself into captivity, submit to bondage, where you will be tied tightly with thin cotton ropes that each player is permitted to carry.  At first, the men vs. women games were played for fun, the running and the fun time in the fresh air.  But the women escalated, and when men were captured, they were tightly bound, hooded and marched back to the women’s area prison, where they were hogtied tightly until the game ended or until they were rescued.

The men responded in kind and when one of the women’s team was captured, they were tied wrist and elbow with a thin cord between the ankles and they were marched back to the men’s area prison where they also were hogtied and often hooded in this college-level game of capture the flag.

It might not be a surprise that as these competitors’ rivalry grew on the field, and as the spectators found this more and more a fun way to spend Saturday evening, the use of bondage spilled into the personal relations of the players.  Rick is beginning to learn that he has to make choices, between the dominant young lady that held him prisoner at the last game, and the submissive, well-bred young woman who wants nothing more than to put on silk lingerie, get tied up and jump in his arms for a steamy make-out session while her roommates are studying in the library.

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Handcuffed Woman - Danielle Trixie
Danielle Trixie handcuffed behind her back – collared with lead attached