A young woman, recently bereaved, struggles with her unrequited lust for a man she should not have.
Part one;
Sofi's Self BondageOkay so before you start reading... I've had complaints in the past that I've not put warnings at the start... So, without giving the plot away... The following contains aspects of death and bereavement and dealing with cancer as well as sexual themes including bondage, latex fetish, gags, sex toys sensory deprivation and sexual relationships with big age differences. So if you don't like the sound of that stop now. Otherwise I hope you like the following.
There may be a sequel, though I'm not sure yet. Will probably depend on the feed back I get on this. Enjoy...
Sofi Turner shuddered into climax. A brief moment of ecstasy that washed over her and left her feeling… How did she feel? Unburdened? Free? Something like that. In fact now that she had taken the first step…
It had been a shitty month in a particularly shitty year. Sex had been the last thing she had thought of or even needed for quite some time. So rubbing one off, to a porn story on the net, seemed a sign
Part four;
Sofi SuffersThis is the forth part of a story and follows;
Okay so before you start reading... I've had complaints in the past that I've not put warnings at the start... So, without giving the plot away... The following contains aspects of death and bereavement and dealing with cancer as well as sexual themes including bondage, latex fetish, public humiliation, slavery, rape, piercings, tattoo's and sexual relationships with big age differences. It's darker in tone than the first three parts, much more noncon, so if you don't like the sound of that stop now. Otherwise I hope you like the following.
Sofi screamed into her gag as the whip struck. Everything hurt. Her shoulders especially were on fire. At first she had tried to hold her weight against the cables. No longer. Now she just spasmed weakly when she was struck. Otherwise she hung limply, spent and exhausted, during the respites between the blows.
“So my little rabynya, you will thank me for this
Part six;
Sofi ServesThis is the sixth part of a story and follows;
No spoilers but part six follows in much the same theme so the following contains aspects of religious play, nuns, piercings, CBT, pegging, bondage, latex and some soppy girls crying. 
Sofi grinned at the turning heads as she walked down the street. Beaming, with a smile from ear to ear, she could not remember a time, since her mothers death, when she had been so happy.
The reason was small, but it had made a huge difference to her. Mistress had allowed her to choose her own clothes for today. Just for her recent good behaviour.
Sofi had needed no encouragement. Sofi had chosen latex. Thus she was strutting down the street, smiling back at dropped jaws and double takes, as she made her way to fetch the food for the breakfast run.
Mistress had helped her choose, cautioning on being too extreme and reminding her she’d be in whatever she chose for most of day. But Mistress’s wardrobe had so much