Some people hate that word: whore. I think it is beautiful. Look at them, now. They cannot see you. The window is mirrored. I watch it all from here. My girls and their clients. The ancient dance, the men and the women. Always the same, yet always different. Look over there, now, by the bar. See that girl in the silver mini-skirt. Tamsyn. The o...
It was about nine o'clock on a Saturday morning when Jake was roused from sleep by his phone ringing. He had played a gig last night and he would have normally slept till around noon. "Good morning, Jake," said a sultry female voice. "Do you know who this is?" He thought for a moment. A number of women could be playing this sort of game with him. He decided...
This is a retelling of my two stories 'Chance Encounter' and its sequel 'First Night', this time told from the Domme's perspective. While not absolutely necessary it might be enjoyable to read or re read those two stories at some time to get the full flavor of the tales. * It was promising to be yet another dull and empty Saturday evening, after another fu...
Dear Julie, This is the first time I have been able to write to you since all this began. We are not allowed contact with the outside world but I am smuggling this letter out by Roger, the garden boy, who is going to post it in the village. He is an absolute weasel who mentally strips a girl every time he looks at her and I only got him to take this sealed...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Slave missy learns there is more than one kind of spanking. This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NO...
Cathy plip plopped her tiny feet up the porch, to the door, through the foyer and living room, up the steps, and into what had been their bedroom. She sat on the side of the bed. She looked at Leah's picture as it hung on the wall, "You bitch. You're not ruining our lives." She scouted around till she found the place where Steve had left the chains; those aw...
"I am a deceitful, cheating wife. I think we should separate. I can no longer trust myself, so there's no reason for you to either. God, I'm a horrible person." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, honey. What the hell are you talking about? Sit down and let's discuss this before we take such drastic measures. What do you mean, you're a cheating wife?" "I mean ....
As the next few days passed, Leigh began to fret more and more over the possibility she might cheat on Michael. She became nervous and irritated. When Wednesday afternoon rolled around Leigh was beside herself. Then Gabby called and pestered her once again about calling him. Leigh remained ripped into her. "Goddamnit, Gabby, I told you to leave me alone on...
Two years ago that scrawny shit Kevin raped my sister. He is a blond soft-spoken shortie, effeminate and timid, but with women he's entirely different. He was wearing a mask, but she was able to easily recognize him. He hit her a few times until she was too scared to resist, then tied her hands behind her back and raped her repeatedly, and when he was done,...
Day 28 Hey Journal, Another day in the life of a whore. Just short of a month here in Happy Adventure Fun Town. Starting to develop my own client base now. No names, to protect the guilty (pleasure!). Last night Mr X took me out to a sex club. First time working outside the House. Well, except car rides. It was a surprise, but a pleasant one. He called a...