#Lola

Here’s the plan. You’re going to strip naked, for us, Little; we’re going to keep you naked, mostly, from now on, when it’s just the three of us. Then I’m going to tie you up, and then I’m going to beat you with the strap of my handbag. Mostly on the ass, a few on your tits, and a couple between your legs, just to establish that this is for real; serious— start as I mean to go on. In the morning, we’ll talk. If I’m right, Lola, you will discover that you have been completely changed. And I’ll take it from there— organise your life for you, so that it works. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 16 minutes; 3300 words

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It was hard then, for Lola, to say goodbye to so much, so fast, as the roaring took her, as so much of her life, of what she had spent her time caring about, was rendered insignificant, irrelevant, paltry, without time, even, to understand what she was losing, just an immense and thorough washing away of concerns, a simplification, a diminishment that she, Lola, had not so much accepted as been subsumed by, in such a short span of time, with such a few words, with almost no space at all for Lola to even speak. And yet it was over, it seemed, all over bar the actual experience of being Annelies’ creature. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes; 3900 words

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Oh, I know it’s going to be hard, Little— of course it is! For a silly like you, everything is hard; plus you’ve been taught so many lessons that are wrong— just plain wrong for a cute little sex-pet like you, and it will be hard for you to get past them. The good news is that it is going to be fun for us to push you through. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 8 minutes; 1600 words

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