The perfect slave

The perfect Slave Denise really was the perfect slave. The level of submission and compliance was far beyond that of any I had experienced before and I have been training slaves for a long time.[…]

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Stockholm – part 5

Day 5 The next morning, Madame X woke up Katie as she entered the room. “Good morning, honey,” the woman whispered in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. The captive smiled. “Good morning,[…]

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Late five

Late Five By Systematic Oh, boy. Practice. My favorite. Physical discomfort, questionable hygiene, pain, shouting. “What? No. No. I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.” I snatched the marker out of his hand[…]

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Changing crystal pt.3

My mom thought I was at the school picnic, and technically …I was. They were doing a joint school picnic with another elementary school from another town. After lunch we would be playing games for[…]

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A job like any other

‘Green suede boots is what I’ll keep my mind on’, thought Zoe and marched inside the Drake Hotel with a determined step. ‘The ones in the Tall, reaching over the knee with a half-circled hole[…]

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