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CHAPTER FIVE
At the end of her first week on the job Sherry was worn out, but at the same time she felt good. She felt like a real woman now, getting as much sex as she wanted. Even more, she thought. She had to put out for Steve and Al whenever they wanted her.
Perhaps it can be said that the pen is mightier than the sword, but the way I see it, the pen is also mightier than the man or woman.
It all started at the local arts and supply store I go to a few blocks down the street from where I live.
It was a rather unusual shop, full of things you wouldn’t normally find in an art store, fortune telling baubles, dice, board games, magic trick supplies, Halloween decorations, you name it, really…but the sign outside still insisted upon calling itself Art and Supply Depot.
CHAPTER 6
Teaching Carleigh to Obey Stepdaddy
CHAPTER 6
TRAINING – PART 2
The hot, humid air seemed to fill with a sickening sweet scent leaving a bitter aftertaste in my mouth. My mind felt muddled as a strange tingle spread over my bound and exposed body. The cage seemed to melt away leaving with the feeling that I was floating freely in space. A dark abyss encircled me; the only sound that of my shallow rapid breathing and pumping heart. A light mist lazily drifted down to envelope my heated body. My body cooled ever so slightly, my skin left with a thin layer of slippery moisture teasing at my every nerve.
Not exactly Shakespeare but I kinda missed the good old happyIf there are any real Gwens out there, I\'m still looking ;-)-painslut-genre recently.
If you had told me at 16 that I would end up in the
situation I am now, 18 (for three more days woo!) year
old slave-girl to a gorgeous 23 year old mistress,
regular sexual plaything for all manner of people
including a wonderfully dominant fuck-buddy, and a
gorgeous bisexual boyfriend; my whole daily routine
regulated and punctuated by little reminders of my
servitude to my mistress, well, I probably would've
believed you.