My name is Allison Brand, and I'm a model. For the past four years, I've been a fashion model. I've modeled blue jeans, skirt-suits, sportswear, swimwear, lingerie, just about every sort of type of clothing they sell in America. And then, my roommate Chloe stepped in and interfered. Chloe has something of a twisted and playful sense of humor. In additi...
If you have been a follower of the narratives written about me and the Secret Society, then you know a little more than the average story reader about a real organization of black men for black men and about the white women they control as captivates and sex slaves. The response to the earlier Secret Society narratives has proven that many of you want to kno...
Judy and I ate lunch reclining on the rug in front of the fire. About one thirty, as we were finishing the food, I heard the sound of a large truck or other vehicle outside and we both made our way over to the window. I pulled back the curtain part way so we could see what was happening. We had stopped slightly back from the window since we were both complet...
"I promise I won't go to the police," Heather said. She wasn't certain if Dana was telling the truth, but she was too scared to take the risk. And everything Dana said made sense anyway. Wealthy families tended to get what they wanted, even when what they wanted wasn't exactly legal. "Good girl," said Dana as she patted Heather on the knee in a motherly sor...
It was just before eight on Saturday morning. Jodi and I were drinking a cup of coffee waiting for Mistress Amy to arrive. "Mother Baxter, what are you doing here this morning?" I asked. "I have an eight o'clock appointment with a naughty boy." She replied. "...and he is making me stand here on the porch. I think I'll add to his punishment for being so in...
You should never have thrown out my old leather jacket. I've had the jacket since high school. Not that I wear it all that often (it had gotten a bit too tight if you want to know the truth), and I know you've been riding me for years to get rid of it. But I never actually agreed to throw it out, and I was shocked when I went looking for it and you casually...
In a place known only as the Discipline Society, the government created laws that allowed for the corporal punishment of women under the age of 40. This decision came about due to a belief that younger women were not mature enough to act obediently on their own. Specifically, the law allowed organizations, such as schools or companies, to punish women who br...
For a long time, my best friend Elizabeth was more in touch with herself, sexually speaking, than I was. Don't get me wrong, its not that I was prude or anything. I just never took the time to fully understand and appreciate what it was about sexuality that interested me. I never thought that it was important to understand my fantasies, or even develop any f...
After his gesture of acceptance of Mary's complete control of his sexuality she asked him for his ideas for a formal ceremony or ritual they could perform to make it "more official". David could only think of a written certificate that acknowledged her control. He envisioned it printed in script on fancy paper with detailed lines and webbing, like on money,...
It worked! I obsessed more and more about my psycho-sexual correction experience; eventually I determined to try to repeat it. I had trouble coming up with a suitably serious yet reasonably victimless crime which would fill the bill, until one day the solution arrived in the mail - jury summons. I look forward to jury duty, and unlike many, I'm disappointed...