#Scenario Office

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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Every now and then, D or F or K would ask me out for a drink, and would take me back to my place and fuck me, and I found myself wanting to go— eager to please them; even though they began to take and use me more and more crudely, with less and less consideration for my pleasure or self respect, I was helpless to resist, overwhelmed by their strength— flattered by their desire. It became harder and harder to hide this— the fact that I responded with least restraint when they were crude and when they degraded me ... [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 minutes

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THIS IS NOT AT ALL SOPHISTICATED— VERY CRUDE AND ALSO VERY CRUEL (WRITTEN A LONG TIME AGO). One day, I’m sitting in the partner’s meeting, and they get to ‘any other business’, and D says; 'Oh yea, I had an idea. I wanna get the pussy pierced and branded— mark her up nice— identify our property. Some guy over KKL showed me his piece , a little blonde— looked nice, and it had a good effect on her attitude, he said.' [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 5 minutes

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The interview was going well. She was smiling and flirting with the three dark suited partners. They were in their forties, extremely rich, powerful and relaxed. She was 23, a lovely, sexy thing, dressed in a smart but oh-so-sexy little skirt-suit, even though she was penniless, and aware that her resume was pretty thin. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 16 minutes

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'Chloe, we need you in the boardroom in five. Freshen up and look your best please.' J, over the intercom. Chloe's heart pounds. All three of them - is this it - are they going to fire her? She feels her probationary week has been all over the place - the giggles, the forgetting things, the twisted stocking seams, her instinctive reactions against groping not always restrained. Her heart hammers as she renews her lipstick, mascara, powder, checks her little outfit, lastly pinching her nipples to stiffen them, so they show clearly through the gauzy blouse. They are seated in front of the board table, an a loose arc, relaxed. There is no chair for her. She stands, nervously in front of them, hands at her sides, uneasy. From nowhere, she finds herself dropping a little curtsey, lifting the tiny skirt yet higher, then giggling and flushing, having flashed her shaven pussy. This is the whole thing - she is so unsure of herself, while they are so cool, grinning at her calmly, while she tries to keep her knees from quivering visibly. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 12 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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It was a plum job. Her agency told her to go along, even though she told them she wasn't going to get it. They knew something she didn't, though - that, whatever they had written on the job description, the three partners of ADD (known to their closer associates as Abuse, Degrade and Defile) wanted a gorgeous young innocent, whom they could mould - and they thought Susan looked the part. They stood to get a large bonus if she was successful. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 33 minutes

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The skirts they buy are very short indeed, but absolutely gorgeous; flippy pleated ones, a tight, severe grey one with a flirty kick pleat and a slit in the side that would show a thong strap --- or not. Outrageously high mules with a light platform. Many pairs of slinky thigh-high stockings with pretty lace details. A whole collection of sexy designer thong panties. The partners had suggested that Chloe be provided with a series of tight bustier/corsets, over which only pale crop blouses are to be worn --- with one or two buttons only, or a tie front. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 19 minutes

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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

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She’d always been a pretty girl; has been used to men looking at her since she was 13 and her breasts began to grow. Her breasts are obvious—impossible to ignore—large for her slim frame, and firm with it. They’re the first thing people notice about her, and since she has always been a sensual person, enjoying her body; the pleasure it can give and receive. She has happily learned to dress to advantage, although nothing too tarty. And she’s always liked strong, decisive men. [Read More]

Estimated reading time: 28 minutes

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