1. Alicia Hollies disappears


    Date: 3/4/2017, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Bisexual, BDSM, Cruelty, Foot or shoe fetish, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Author: Nylongirl, Source: sexstories.com

    This is my first story. As english is not my first language, please excuse any mistake I made. So please enjoy my first story with a strong fetish theme: ALICIA HOLLIES DISAPPEARS THE TRAP Alicia was sitting in the reclining chair of her office, holding a copy of the “ELLE” magazine against her nylon clad thighs, looking at the high gloss pictures of models on the catwalk, presenting the sexy new winter collections of world famous designers. Short skirts, mainly in silk or chiffon, tight tops, mostly black or shimmering gray, matching dark pantyhose and a revival of classic high heels either court pumps or knee-high boots made a stunning contrast to the model’s burlesque make up, their pale faces with dark red lipstick and long black eyelashes. A fashion to the very liking of Alicia, who herself preferred that kind of sexy outfit; it really did something for her feminine side. Now at the age of 32 she was manager of the fashion department of “COUTURE” the leading women’s magazine for lifestyle and always found her stylish and feminine appearance helpful when it came to promotion. She has had a rocked-like career and even just now felt like a goddess. Who else had an income like hers, living a life of luxury and even now at work she could afford to sit in her reclining chair, sipping at the bone china cup of first class Darjeeling tea. Looking at the cup she could see, that her lipstick has made a red impression on her cup and letting her eyes wander to the shiny silver plate ...
    on the table next to her there was a reflexion of herself, a tall women, long black hair, high cheekbones, a timeless beauty that would survive the years still to come. Putting the cup back to the table she adjusted the fit of her knee high black patent boots before she rose out of the chair and stepped to her desk, pressed a button of her intercom and, after seconds said: “Could I have another tea, Miss Nicolette?” Even though she was a powerful woman, she still tried to be polite and ladylike, something, that a lot of people forgot, once they had a privileged position, socially or money-wise. Putting the “ELLE” on the desk she turned around to the giant mirror on the wall opposite to the window that during the day gave her a good view over downtown, but now only showed the black night, the rain extincting the lights and just a few sparkles of neon lights could be seen below her. Rearranging the sit of her black silk skirt, nestling at her dark blue satin blouse, she finally admired her long black hair formed to a cascade with a simple solitaire long curl on her right side. A short knock on her door and Nicolette, her secretary entered a cup of tea in her hand. Nicolette Davis, at 30 years of age had been with the “Couture” before Alicia joined the company, but the blond good looking woman somehow never managed to bring herself into a good position for promotion, even more there were rumors about a boyfriend of hers, a guy called Jack who was said to have connections to the ...
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