We returned to the Hotel Castello without any of the reporters ever realizing that I had ever left. Gretchen's ruse had worked perfectly. I walked past several security guards on my way to my room. I even passed by one who had handcuffed me and made me helpless, but she didn't even give me a second glance. She didn't recognize me at all. I was feeling so...
When people asked Naomi what her job was, she told them that she was a school secretary, which was mostly true. She was a secretary, and it was a sort of school, though in actuality it was the sort of school that she previously assumed only existed in sexy fantasies -- an all-girl institution for ladies aged 18 to 21 who, with complex legal paperwork being s...
Her name was now Kajira. She couldn't remember her given name anymore, it had been that long. It didn't matter anyway. Not for a slave. And she was a slave. Bound to obey everyone from the Sultan himself down to the lowliest of the low, but mainly the Sultan's many wives. It had been learned early on that she had a certain innate grace and so she was often...
To Megs—with joy for her continued high spirits Irene Crawford, Oakhurst's principal, immediately started having second thoughts about Janet Sanders' rather impetuous request to award the "feared 57" punishment to senior Marcie Williams. Irene realized that she had responded in a positive way to Janet's mentioning to her that the request was forthcoming bu...
"So? Punish me already!" Elena said. She'd again left trash in the car after Seth had washed it. "You are so walking into a danger zone," Seth told her, a stern look on his face. He said this ignoring the fact that they had two couples over for a nice dinner. Her insolence got to him on a regular basis. He and Elena had a routine they liked to do when she...
When Larry finally got up the energy to leave the pool, he escorted Linda as far as the living room, and then remembered that it was time to meet Gina and Toby in his bedroom for their lesson in pain and pain tolerance. He was surprised to find that Gina was already there, and had done a little preparation work. She had tied straps to the bed, and found a ha...
Thirty-Two. There were thirty-two women in the room. Alana knew this because she'd counted. Once, twice, three times. Trying to soothe her anxiety while they waited. Thirty-two desperate women all between the ages of nineteen and twenty-one, eager for the chance to prove themselves worthy of The Scholarship. The Scholarship. Capital letters even in her tho...
My Parents in Law thought it would be good therapy for me if I put pen to paper and recount some more of the humiliation and punishment I have received at their hands. Good for the soul, they said. As if I need to write it down. The images are firmly embedded in my memory bank. And probably on my backside as well. Well, let me continue. Firstly, my darling...
The girl sat in her box waiting for Master to come home. It was warm in her box and comfortable, Master liked her discomfort to come only from Him. She was bored, Master had not even left her a book to read. It had been a long day waiting for him with nothing to do. She turned fitfully in the small box trying hard to not think about what Master might do when...
Disclaimer: This is the second chapter in this series. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. Please leave me feedback and any thoughts you may have about this series!!! Writing is my way of writing out my fantasies and pent up aggressions!!! Hope you enjoy!!! -------------------------------------------------- Chapter 2 The Next Day The ne...