#Harshness 2

I … I know you… You don't think I'm pretty … or … or sexy; like the others … but. … I … I'm not … not like them. I … I don't know how to … to dress sexy, or … or wiggle … wiggle my hips… But … but I … … I … think about you. A lot. About … about you … [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes; 900 words

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Of course, the VIP party were late - these things always run over time. And Natalie and I had gotten bored, so we began horsing about a little - pretending we were working up a welcome dance for the founder - just filling in the time, really, although both of us, I suspect, didn't mind an opportunity to show off a little to the rest of the office. But as luck would have it, we were gee-ing each other on to do sexy little shimmies when the VIP party walked in. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 48 minutes; 10200 words

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Heather has been here so many times—even more, if you count the times she has imagined it. But she has never gone in, never crossed the threshold. A discreet but elegant door, in a discreet office block, in an expensive side street off the highest rental square in the financial district; the equally discreet and elegant sign says simply; 'Macadam Executive training. Originators of the Perfect PA programme'. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 28 minutes; 6000 words

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'This is how it works - I had it from Katie - she said this is what they did with her, anyway.' J was half whispering, half giggling - we were outside, on a break - J was a smoker then. 'You go to this certain bar on a certain night of the week - I don't remember which - and you dress a little slutty - heels, short skirt, bare belly, lots of make-up. And there's always a few of those guys there - those fifth floor guys. And anyway, you act like you're amazed to see them, and they say they want to buy you a drink, and you sit with them, and they buy you drinks, and they start talking dirty, and you just giggle, and act nice, and they start feeling you up, and you let them. And then. Then ..' She is beginning to lose the giggle now - it's getting serious; 'And then - what??' 'And then .. Then they take you out in back and gang-fuck you - all of them ...' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 29 minutes; 6100 words

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We bumped into Andrew in the interval. A stranger to me, he seemed to know Hamilton well—possibly from University, I guessed—they were talking like old friends. Andrew was looking me over rather obviously—I was a bit surprised—but he was Hamilton's friend, and rather handsome, and, well, I was wearing *that* dress—and so I tried to make it worth his while, not knowing what else to do. Hamilton hadn't introduced me, though, and I was feeling more and more conflicted about the whole thing when he finally looked at me and laughed; 'Aren't you the little tart, eh? Flaunting yourself for a strange man? Andrew, this is a girl I've been fucking for a year or so. Tasty, isn't she?' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 25 minutes; 5200 words

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I used to be called Timmy. Nowadays, I'm called anything that gets my attention (and I'm shamefully, pathetically attentive), usually something like 'pussy', 'cunt', or 'whore', but occasionally I do still get 'Timmy'. Often this is a sign that something really hard is coming—that I'm going to be asked for my consent to something further, some step further away from the fantasy that I could ever mean anything. Some step that will be agony to take, but which both I and whoever it is asking for it know that I will be helpless to resist. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 39 minutes; 8200 words

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I considered myself incredibly fortunate to have got a job there. McQuarry were very influential and respected management consultants, and I had been totally overawed by the selection process after applying at a graduate fair event. I had been about to give up, when after a seminar, I had a short encounter with her in the corridor; I confessed my fears, and she talked to me a little. At the end, she had simply smiled at me, and said; 'Don't give up. Pretty thing like you; be nice to have you around. I'll be rooting for you.' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 94 minutes; 20100 words

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Opening my eyes from sleep the next morning, I am hazy from the intensity and disturbing perversity of the dreams I've been having, from nights of broken sleep — but most of all by the bizarreness of waking up to process a reality stranger than dreams. I have somehow accepted — in my head at least (physically, nothing at all has changed; I've met him twice, he's hardly touched me) — that I have given myself over to the perverse desires of a virtual stranger. That I am in some sense his. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 43 minutes; 9100 words

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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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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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