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Naked --- sketched --- the germ of an idea

He has convinced her to remain naked, at his house, for days --- and it has changed her.

Deep breath — tits move prettily, nipples hard from the cool water. She knows it, wonders at her own wanton-ness (so new!) as she makes sure to show this to him to best advantage — to display herself with the sole object of pleasing him — presenting herself, as far as possible, as she hopes he will like her to. ‘OK, yes, having agreed to be naked at all times these last few days, whatever else, has been .. liberating .. exciting .. fun .. and, yes, sexy, too. Is that good enough for you?’ [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 11 minutes; 2300 words.

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Three Easy Pieces - five

Three shorts, provoked by pictures.

Girls who have passed the point of no return, but who have not yet fully understood that this can be so. UNDERSTANDING OWNERSHIP: He makes her see just what it is that she must accept, if she considers herself owned. EN ROUTE TO BREAKING POINT: Rough usage in public places will move her along rapidly, he tells her - and proves. LEARNING SILENCE: A game of enforced silence is not a game, after all. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 15 minutes; 3200 words.

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The Sweetest Thing

Her illicit affair with her father-in-law has become something much more dangerous.

It was at the same time the sweetest and the most terrifying thing in her life. And both sensations increased with each go round. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 8 minutes; 1600 words.

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The Story of Odile Pt1.

Odile is seduced by a masterful and forceful lover. A BDSM Erotica story.

Unlooked for, Odile meets an older man who is not in the least romantic, but rather immediate, direct and demanding. Her responsiveness shocks her. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 37 minutes; 7900 words.

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Three Easy Pieces—four

Three shorts, provoked by pictures.

Is it that they want it, or that they can’t resist a stronger will? OBVIOUS: Her older lover introduces her to an older lesbian and her sex toy. but something’s afoot. SEDUCTRESS or PREY?: Provoking her boyfriend’s father and his house guest turns into something dark and all—consuming. THE NEW GIRL: A new assistant on the country estate learns what her real position is to be. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 13 minutes; 2700 words.

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Tell Them

She is made to recount the history of her submission.

Without raising her eyes above the level of his knees, the girl turned her head toward our host. She was obviously twitchy. ‘Tell them—tell them how you became a sex slave. Tell them how it was for you. Look up. She shudders, as if an electrical shock had passed through her. Naked, on her knees, she slowly raised her head, blushing a little. Her lips trembled a little, she opened her mouth, but no sound came out. At last, after clearing her throat, she spoke, breathy, nervous, but clear enough; ‘Ah hahmm… I … I’m sorry. I … I haven’t been permitted to speak for three weeks. Aah… [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes; 4000 words.

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Somehow…

A happy-go-lucky girl finds herself the sex slave of a narco.

Somehow it had all just happened. Each step along the way made sense at the time. Six months ago, she had been a student having fun at a weekend music festival. She’d met a cool guy, who had been fun, had known people, and had money. He was some sort of drug dealer, maybe. But he was still cool. He’d invited her on holiday. ‘But I’ve got my exams!’ But she’d laughed, and they were away; first class flights, good hotels, her own amex card. He liked to fondle her in public, liked her to dress in skimpy clothes. The resort was incredible, everything laid on, right on the most beautiful white sand beach … music, food, swimming. She’d asked him why there were few older women— mostly young girls, like herself, permanently in bikinis, sometimes topless, occasionally naked. ‘Yeah, yeah’, he’d said; ‘The young ones are mainly sex slaves.’ [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes; 4000 words.

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Three Easy Pieces—three

Three shorts, provoked by pictures.

They can’t quite see how it is that they got to where they are, and they definitely can’t see how to escape it. THE SLAVE: owned by a lax master, she is quizzed by a stranger, with a hidden intent. THE COLONEL: her drug dealer boyfriend takes her to the narco lord’s villa for dinner; it looks as if she’ll be staying. THE LAST VESTIGE: Letting go, finally, of the last vestige of her pride, she finally becomes a complete slave. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 18 minutes; 3800 words.

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Can you die of shame?

A personal assistant is in too deep..

She was going to die of shame. The anguish which was tearing into her, her mind on fire, her body quivering with desperately contained energy - energy that should be being used to resist, to run, get away from this insanity, but which for some unimaginable reason she was viciously suppressing - this anguish would kill her, surely? Except that experience had taught her it wouldn’t - that she would survive this, this devastating, self-image destroying humiliation - that tomorrow morning, she would wake from a drugged sleep (she hasn’t managed to sleep without pills for weeks), alone in her small iron bed, alive, healthy (apart from the tendernesses), but with a snake-pit of burning shame mixed irretrievably with unlooked for excitement (be honest, call it arousal) writhing in her brain, in her belly. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 26 minutes; 5500 words.

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