It was Saturday morning, and my girlfriend (with whom I shared the
house), Paula, had gone out to a meeting until 11am. It was just 10am
and I had just drifted down to the kitchen to get myself a cup of
coffee (Paula was kind enough to have made a pot full and left some for
me) before taking my shower. The doorbell rang. I answered it even
though I was dressed in my bathrobe.

Chapter Six

“Hold it, a sec’, Ulrik.”
Steele was perched on the pillow, by Fern’s left arm. He smiled at everybody and pointed to the small sapphire engagement ring and a gold wedding band on her left hand.
“I think it’s time we removed these, don’t you all ?”
“Don’t want her being unfaithful with her wedding ring still on !”
He opened her palm and roughly tugged both pieces of jewellery off her finger.
“Anybody like sapphires ?” he asked.
“How much ?” Leonora asked him, quick-as-a-flash.

Chapter Eleven

 Carnival

Jessica was on her back, tightly tied at her knees, thighs and ankles, her arms thrust over her head, rope pinning them to the headboard, her naked breasts rising and falling. She was naked; she seemed always to be naked when around Michael. His visits had become more frequent, as the end of the summer neared. He said he had so much to teach her, though Jessica suspected that he just enjoyed using her body. She let him do anything he wanted and was always surprised at the new things he thought of.

Anne needs it desperately. Since her Master has left she hasn't been dominated the way she needs. So she looks for it in a place her Master once took her to.

“...During our session today, Cyndi, will I ever tell you what to think or believe?”

“No, you’ll ask me questions.”

“And you’ll answer how?”

“I’ll answer using the things I know to be true and believe in deeply.”

“And that way...?”

“You can never influence or coerce me, because I’m only learning from myself.”

“Very good, Cyndi. You’re perfectly safe in our sessions, aren’t you?”

“Perfectly safe.”

“Because...?”

“Because I’m learning from my own beliefs and knowledge and not from any outside influence.”

Part 1

confession of mizuki, the absolutely obedient japanese slave wife