After the last text from Miss Samantha, I've been waiting anxiously to see her again. After getting home that night a few weeks ago watching the video she sent and reading "See ya next time for some more fun, sweetie" I've been wondering what our next encounter has in store. A knock at the door snaps me out of my daydream. Opening the door I see a small bo...
2: Tuesday Kim stood in front of the mirror in her apartment modeling the uniform, tracing the lines of her thick thigh with a sheer stocking. The beige stockings added a slight touch of class to the outfit, even if they didn't exactly match the black and white color scheme, it accented her light tan such that she didn't feel as self-conscious about how th...
5 - Saturday She knew now that her job had really started with the plug. The plush black feline tail attached to that inconspicuous little plug had brought the whole nature of Kim's employment for the McKennas into focus: Against her otherwise mundane life, they offered an adventure and a paycheck. It was a shared secret; from the tip to the generous swell...
Prologue: In the year 2020, Dictator for life Obama made it legal for girls over 21 to enter into voluntarily enslavement for the amusement of males. Soon after the protests died down, business professionals soon began to develop theme parks for girls interested in living the lifestyle to live in comfortably, or in any case, as comfortably as a slave girl...
5: Friday Sylvia had been right; somewhere in the world an emaciated child would've thrown Kim's attempt at bourbon chicken back at her and accused her of violating their human rights. Kim contemplated this as she shivered, curled up under the mound of blankets on her bed and questioning her life choices. At one point, she'd been sure she had enough mone...
Ms. Shellie smiled to herself. Today was going to be a special day for her, and for Mandy, her live in slave. Ms. Shellie remembered when the 19 year old showed up on her doorstep, begging to be allowed to serve her. At first, Ms. Shellie was nervous about accepting the girl into her home, but after seeing the ragged clothes, the genuine pleading in her eyes...
All characters are over 18. It's Thursday. Waking up I'm still miserable. I can't bother to look after myself. I'm dirty and bedraggled in old track pants a tee shirt. After I manage a coffee and toast I decide to check my computer. First I check my bank account and I'm astounded to find that there is twenty thousand more than I expected. I check my ema...
CHAPTER 1 - ORIENTATION Tamsin woke up lazily. For a few moments she could not actually remember where she was. Her surroundings were unfamiliar and she vaguely remembered she was not in her own house. She leaned up on one elbow and scanned the room. It was a nice clean bedroom, painted in white. The matrass felt quite new and the sheets and covers were mi...
1 – Tuesday It wasn't hard to imagine that in some dusty crypt lay a book that outlined the rules for what a proper maid should have been. It would likely outline expected behaviors-- how to tip a kettle or prepare a sandwich, for example-- and above all, how to be on time. The writer of that tome would have wept if they'd seen Kim right now; leaving the a...
I stood there in the mirror, contemplating what I was about it do. Do you have what it takes to do this? I asked myself. At this point, it didn't really matter. I could hear the four giggling girls downstairs and despite only having arrived a few minutes ago I knew they had started the party quite a while ago and had already had a fair amount of wine. But t...