#Slavegirl

She is made to see that, even though she is still free, the fact of her impending slave status means that she must comply in any case, with the most shocking, degrading request. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 25 minutes; 5200 words

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If some miracle didn’t happen in the next ten minutes, I was going to cease to exist as a person; become a piece of meat; permitted life, air, food, water, shelter for only as long as some man found it more entertaining to use me for sex than to kill me. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 22 minutes; 4600 words

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We had all of us, all of us women, learned how to be slavegirls from the TV, it seemed. I saw, suddenly realised how utterly it had pervaded our culture, and I knew that I was more lost than ever— it was not just me, giving myself away, stupidly, so desperately stupidly, but that all my sisters, too, were lost. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 31 minutes; 6500 words

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Q, an inmate of the Castle, is subjected to terrible cruelty by three other girls, all for the prize of pretty dresses to wear to the annual Castle Garden Party. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 17 minutes; 3500 words

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Something in me wanted to live up to the image, and was more than obedient, but actively complicit, in trying to walk well, to live up to the mirror image as she allowed the chauffeur to hand her from the limousine, as she walked into the chic and exclusive restaurant she was to have lunch in with her debaucher, with her abuser-in-chief, with the de-facto owner of her life, since she had not had the strength to end herself in the night. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 11 minutes; 2300 words

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I could not speak, felt myself helplessly blushing, could not look at him, my heart thumping, felt a great fear rising in me. Fear that I was going to be unequal to whatever this was; for it felt as if it was about to become something, and I felt very certain that I would do almost anything to have that something— even though I had no idea what it might be. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 13 minutes; 2700 words

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They had not tied her up, not locked the door, not told her where she was allowed to go, just put her in this bare room with its grotty en-suite, left the door open, and told the dog; ‘Hold!’. The dog would be relieved every few hours by another one - though they all looked alike to her. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 minutes; 2500 words

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This post is in the CRUELTIES category. Don’t read it.

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The fictional blog posts of a young woman who has accepted the suggestion of the man who uses her that she should record her journey as a ‘conscious cunt’— a woman working intentionally to continuously deepen her servitude, and at the same time ruthlessly to repress her sense of self and agency over her body, in particular its use and abuse.

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Estimated reading time: 20 minutes; 4100 words

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This post is in the CRUELTIES category. Don’t read it.

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This is Dolcett themed, with impending snuff, although it’s mostly psychological, and there’s no cannibalism, not even implied. You have been warned.

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Picture: Sherry and Jim, Jim holding a pool-cue Click here to reveal.

“Jim … are you really going to…? You know … me … with … with the pool cue?”

“Yes, darling, in an hour or two after we’ve all had fun getting you hysterical, raping you and ruining your tits.”

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Estimated reading time: 6 minutes; 1100 words

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