#Harshness 2

Naive, it's almost a relief to be enslaved. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 3 minutes; 700 words

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THE 'GIRLFRIEND': Demoted to sex toy, she simply accepts. THE PICNIC: Being made to strip for his friends resolves so many questions. THE MODEL: Abandoned, naked, in a ruin, to await a new owner, she can think of nothing to do but try to look good. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 6 minutes; 1100 words

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And then, just as I had begun to feel I was settling in, it started; out of nowhere, a perfectly typical exchange with Mr Nathan about the next batch of manuscripts to be sent back to their hapless authors with rejection letters, he said it; 'If you were to come over here and use your pretty mouth on my cock, we could discuss some quite attractive side benefits.' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 25 minutes; 5300 words

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Holding me, his dick still semi-hard inside me, his voice rumbles, responding to my little laugh of incredulity, of wonder; 'I'm glad you're entertained, pretty, but your mouth has duties to perform. It's your job to clean me up, you see— to suck away all this stickiness.' And then, somehow, I was on my knees in front of him, confronted again with his gnarly cock, now shining with our mingled juices, his hands at my shoulders, then on my head. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 minutes; 2500 words

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'Show me the ring, please.' Her whole body shifts, subtly— comes alive, comes into focus, accentuated, her movements more precise. Clearly, strong emotions are coursing through her; equally clearly, she is determinedly controlling the expression of those emotions as she elegantly, slowly, lifts her hand, splaying the fingers slightly, offering it for inspection, the muscles relaxed, but tiny trembles indicating just how hard it is for her to achieve this. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 13 minutes; 2700 words

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And she—for the first time in the weeks she has been in this strange place, with its increasingly dreamlike quality—she had given herself over—offered herself, accepted—even in the presence of his laughing friends with their crude jokes—had not held anything back from him, allowing him to open her thighs to show them just how wet she was, how her hips kept thrusting with fierce little jerks; her arousal, her need unmistakeable. Her cheeks hot, her voice soft and throaty with desire, facing them, she had begged him to make use of her as if she were his slave. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 11 minutes; 2400 words

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As for my first fucker, Sir James, he had not finished with me that night; smiling, standing over me, kneeling naked at his feet, still breathing hard and brokenly from the twin effects of breath deprivation and having my mouth filled with his thick come, he shifted, deliberately made his cock slap into my cheek, insolent, demanding; 'Entertaining as that was, girly, you haven't accomplished your task in the slightest— if anything, it's stickier now than it was before; I think you need to try again— only this time maybe just use your tongue. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 15 minutes; 3200 words

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The two pretty bimbos ahead of her, giggling to each other, flashing their eyes at her, knowing, grinning, teasingly jerking the chain that is snugging itself ever more intimately, ever more outrageously, into the folds of her sex, emphasise that this is not a secret shame, but one obvious to others—and not just the three of them, but those behind her as well—Lord K, frightening D, fascinating M. It's all too much and Chloe, as soon as the door closes behind them, staggers, her thighs trembling, landing on her knees, unable to suppress a desperately weak, embarrassed giggle, overcome with shame and fear—again on the verge of hysteria. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 17 minutes; 3500 words

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At last, after a period outside time, of impossible, unmeasurable duration, she experiences for the first time the paradoxical experience of an unbearable wait being replaced by gut-twisting apprehension at the certainty of impending shame as a strange man approaches, grinning cheerfully, leering almost; brazen as he looks her body over, certain of nothing other than that she is now going to be used and abused by this stranger for his own pleasure, without any consideration at as to her feelings or wellbeing, and that her choices consist of softly and sweetly subjecting herself to the service of that pleasure, or alternatively of resisting such service, then being cruelly treated until she begs for the chance to softly and sweetly service that pleasure after all, only with added tear-stains, humiliation and welts. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 40 minutes; 8400 words

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I awoke gradually, heavy limbed, floating in the sort of whole body experience of deep relaxation that only ever, in my experience comes the morning after a bout of no-holds-barred sexual intensity; my thoughts were like melted chocolate, smooth and sweet and slow, my whole being languidly relaxed, luxuriating in a feeling of warmth and looseness that was like a welcome gift. But a gift for what? I lazily considered the question, while the answer formed, gradually impressing itself upon my drowsiness, the answer which, when it finally came, would astonish me, brazen in its clarity: last night, I had taken a big step towards becoming a company whore. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 39 minutes; 8200 words

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