Naked --- sketched --- the germ of an idea

He has convinced her to remain naked, at his house, for days --- and it has changed her.

Deep breath --- tits move prettily, nipples hard from the cool water. She knows it, wonders at her own wanton-ness (so new!) as she makes sure to show this to him to best advantage --- to display herself with the sole object of pleasing him --- presenting herself, as far as possible, as she hopes he will like her to. 'OK, yes, having agreed to be naked at all times these last few days, whatever else, has been .. liberating .. exciting .. fun .. and, yes, sexy, too. Is that good enough for you?' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 11 minutes

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Jessica Pt1— a Naked story.

A chattel slave, kept naked, recounts the story of her fall, for her Owners' use and entertainment.

Naked, arranged on a plinth, cameras rolling, on a live channel for select subscribers, she begins to recount her story; the story of how she colluded in her own degradation, humiliation, dehumanisation, from Wall Street lawyer to chattel slavegirl. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 10 minutes

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Jessica Pt2— a Naked story.

Jessica, who has been viciously whipped, makes it clear that she accepts that it is necessary that she be so cruelly treated, before beginning the story of her journey.

It … it is … extremely difficult for … for a girl like me … born … born into privilege; wealthy, successful parents, a loving and supportive home life— a popular girl who enjoyed and succeeded in many ways, went on to a good school and did well there; a girl with ambition, opportunity and eventually a well paid job— it is terribly hard for such a girl to understand, to integrate into her self-image, that she has ceased to have any value, except as a means of sexual entertainment for all-comers. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 25 minutes

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I Just said 'Yes' - Part 1, Chapter 1.

An invitation to dance for the Founder.

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: 13 minutes

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I Just said 'Yes' - Part 1, Chapter 2.

she finds herself determined to be chosen.

I began to position myself where he would certainly see me if he arrived via the lobby. Suddenly I wished that the dress was shorter - after having felt it was too short all afternoon. What was the point having made an effort if it didn’t get me the prize? [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 10 minutes

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I Just said 'Yes'… Part 1, Chapter 3.

The reality of what she has said 'Yes' to is wilder than she could have imagined.

I had, very strongly, the feeling of a door opening for me, a door that would only open once, and not for long, and that I had a chance at passing through, if I did the right thing. I was naive, but I wasn't stupid, and it was really obvious that what lay through the door was not anything normal, like a promotion, or a bonus, but that it was certainly something to do with my availability as a willing sex object; but somehow that didn't put me off. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 28 minutes

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I Just said 'Yes'… Part 2, Chapter 1.

She says Yes again…

I had said that simple 'Yes', less than 24 hours ago, knowing that I had agreed to an outrage, and saying yes anyway. Was I more alive, now, because of having made that choice— done something that took me away from the deathly routine of the only kind of a job that a girl with multiple drug felonies was ever likely to get? Or, much more disturbing, was it the wildness of the outrages that had woken me up? [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes

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I Just said 'Yes'… Part 2, Chapter 2.

The reality of being a whore is harder than the thought…

It was one thing thinking about being used as I had been last night; to accept, in the abstract, in the peace of the morning, looking into the mirror, that this was going to be part of my life; it was quite another to have this stranger tell me, so brutally, make it so clear, that these people were not going to do any pretending about what was really going on, what they wanted me for. I was going to be a whore for them, with no sugar coating at all. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 9 minutes

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