#Harshness 3

This is the only fragment worth keeping of an early piece. It is rather cruel in places. She makes it to the salon just in time, having had to give the taxi driver extra money—all she had in fact, making it simple to comply with that part of her orders. She approaches the desk, feeling desperately vulnerable—worse than naked almost, in the high heels, miniscule vest top and tiny skirt, and horribly conscious of the well dressed middle aged lady clients waiting in the lobby beyond. 'Hello, I … I'm Chloe, and … And I need to wait for F…' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 25 minutes

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It's sort of bizarre, that she's so happy these days. But it's a fact. She just is, waking up early, stretching herself like a cat, feeling the tone of her body, still feeling the tender places resulting from yesterday's 'entertainments' - but always remembering with a breathless cross between pleasure and guilt - somehow, she even enjoys the memories of her own humiliations. This morning, it is the mental image of herself yesterday afternoon; on all fours on a low table, face down, arse pushed high, skirt flipped up, thighs wide, hands weakly flat on the table either side of her head, hips grinding as she earnestly, humbly, sweetly begs for yet more flicks of the belt between her legs, proclaiming her willingness, her eagerness, her desperation to come in front of D and his two Japanese clients .. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 10 minutes

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The 'phone rang the next day. 'This is Mr Karsh' assistant. Am I speaking to Miss Suky..?' 'Um .. Yes, yes, that's me.' A weird flutter in my chest. He HAD been looking at me! Looking at my body, really. I had been a little shocked - such an eminent man. But it had been impossible not to notice. And I had been astonished to discover that I was responding, finding his rather crude attention interesting - flattering. I would never have expected myself to react like that! I kept cool - it was just an interesting sensation really, to discover that I could get flustered by the obvious attention of a rich old man - old enough to be my father. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 27 minutes

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It wasn’t pride—far from it; she was intensely embarrassed, even after all this time, quivering with shame to be so exposed, so present herself so wantonly. It wasn’t sex, really, either—although she knew that she was wet down there, that there was a tingle in her belly which she knew from experience would only be extinguished by rough and repeated penetrations. It wasn't … [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

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'I mean .. this .. this is so .. weird..' - 'Is it? A man appreciating a beautiful young woman? I should say it’s fairly normal.' A half laugh; her breasts jiggle only a little, making their young firmness deliciously obvious. 'No.. I .. I mean ..' - 'You being naked for me?' - 'Um .. um, yes.' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 11 minutes

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'You … you can’t be serious. I mean … I … I went with you to that place—yes, OK, *The Castle*. I went. And … and yes it … it was a turn on… That … that blonde girl… Yes. Yes I did … fancy her. And yes … yes I did, did watch her getting … being hurt. But what! Go there — go there for two weeks! Two whole weeks! Be … used … used like that girl? Fucking chains! Fucking WHIPS! No! No! … NO! [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 24 minutes

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Being used like this - functionally, aggressively, impersonally - happens more and more often. In her old life, if a man had tried this, he would have been slapped down, certainly never been allowed near her again. Such experiences had in fact encouraged Chloe to let her suppressed lesbian urges come to the fore, and, strangely, led her, through twists and turns, to Monica, to this. To being the willing and submissive vehicle for such for such men’s pleasure. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

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Anne-Marie had understood it before they had - had understood the strange, angry, fascinated reaction that Charli had been apparently unable to control when she was around the new girl. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 10 minutes

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Every week she considered not going. Every week she was nearly late --- only having accepted at the very last minute that, once again, she couldn’t resist. [Read More]

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This had never happened before, and it was devastating. Beyond anything. She didn’t know how she would stay sane. Inside her mind, a voice—the voice of reason, of normality—was screaming at her to end this—now! To get away, to resist, to tell them they were fucking mad to expect anything more of her, that she was not just some helpless slut… Except, of course, that she was… [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

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