Moth Pt.1

Her internship a disaster, she is a moth to the flame of the imperious Ms F.

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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The Cabal

She isn't sure she wants to do this - but she is doing it anyway.

She knew she wanted to do this. Well, almost … probably… She just didn’t know why. She knew why not, of course. She’d done that exercise the self-help books tell you to do; make two headings - WHY TO DO IT and WHY NOT TO DO IT. The second list went on forever, and made all the sense. The first list just said; ‘I think I want to’. Then she had crossed out ‘think’ and replaced it with ‘almost certainly’. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 16 minutes; 3400 words

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Belonging to Madame F Pt.1

She is in thrall to the ruthless Madame F. A BDSM Erotica story.

She leaned over and said, softly, in my ear; 'I’m sorry I missed seeing you whipped.' There was no real answer to that but a blush. My heart began to hammer; she knew what had been done to me the other night, which meant she knew how wildly I had come – knew I had been unable to avoid my own response after being whipped and gang-fucked by strangers. She stood back from me and watched. I looked up, wanting to see her eyes, see what she thought of me, frightened, but needy too. Her smile was like hot acid. Her face made it clear that she knew everything and was going to exploit my weakness to the full. I wanted to run, but couldn’t. I wanted her to take me in her arms, there and then, but she didn’t. I looked back at her, knowing, but not caring, that she would see the weakness in my eyes. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 40 minutes; 8500 words

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Belonging to Madame F Pt.2

Radically destabilised by her ordeal, Clemmie is forced to rethink her whole life.

Was I to become - to accept myself as - this new thing? Hardly a girl, or even a person, but simply a sex toy, a helpless, wanton, lust-driven slave to the wild and abusive desires of others, a sex toy that would be beaten as much as fucked, shamed and degraded as much as desired or caressed, sneered at and humiliated as much as complimented. Was that to be me? [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 26 minutes; 5400 words

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Party Favour Pt.1

A good time girl doesn't want the music to stop.

'It is over for us. Over now. I won't be here tonight. You won't see me again, little American girl.' I cried for two days. And then I called a number of a man whose house we had been to for a party. A slightly creepy man who had given me his number after watching me watch a live sex show. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 18 minutes; 3900 words

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Moth — Part 1, Chapter 1

Her internship a disaster, she is a moth to the flame of the imperious Ms. Fiammina.

I considered myself incredibly fortunate to have got a job there. McQuarry were very influential 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: 22 minutes; 4600 words

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Moth — Part 1, Chapter 2

Against all reason, astonishing herself, she allows herself to be physically and sexually abused. And finds herself responding.

The sounds were powerful; the faint whisper of her clothes, of the air, as her hand flashed toward me, the 'SMACK!' as her palm hit my taut buttock flesh, the mewl of pain and distress that came, involuntarily, from me, the feel of the leather desktop against my hard nipples. It was unbelievable! This is me! I thought, being spanked by my boss, legs wide apart, crying at the shocking, surprising, humiliating pain, tears dripping from my eyes, but allowing it to happen. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 17 minutes; 3700 words

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Moth — Part 1, Chapter 3

Enthralled, she is putty in Ms Franca's hands as the session becomes more intense.

It was so simple, what she was doing, simple and also diabolical. I knew she was exploiting me, using all sorts of mental manipulations to get me more and more under her thumb, to make it harder and harder for me to come to my senses. But the terrible thing was that I was grateful, that I was going willingly down the path she was laying out for me. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 16 minutes; 3300 words

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Moth— Part 1, Chapter 4

Ignored for days, she is first desperate, then desperately happy to accept being prepared for her Madam's pleasure.

There were tears of joy, and of fear, too; this was happening so fast! I was lost, so badly lost, in a dark and dangerous forest; I knew it, and I wasn't even trying to find a path out of the forest, but rather eagerly following the directions of the wicked witch… [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes; 3900 words

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Moth— Part 1, Chapter 5

Prepared, spanked, made aware of what Ms. Fiammina will want from her, she accepts the collar, fearful, but knowing that she is willing.

I suddenly knew that I would be in the same relation to Ms. Fiammina as Marjie was to her Madame. A thing, a possession. My heart banged inside my chest. I was terrified. And fascinated. And hot as hell between the legs. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 36 minutes; 7500 words

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