Part 60. Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – I hurried over to the stables, my mind racing. What could Jennifer possibly have to do with these people? When I’d seen my sister’s name on Mrs. Gravely’s blotter I had been shocked and confused, but there’d been that voice in my head, that told me that …
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Part 59. Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – I’ve never been afraid of hard physical labor. I like to work out in the gym, and of course I have always done yoga. Working up a bit of sweat and feeling it run between my breasts as I work on an elliptical is not something I …
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Part 59. Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – I’ve never been afraid of hard physical labor. I like to work out in the gym, and of course I have always done yoga. Working up a bit of sweat and feeling it run between my breasts as I work on an elliptical is not something I …
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Part 58 Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – I won’t say I felt violated. Look at this stage, I mean… If I’m not being violated in some despicable way then I’m not really pulling my weight, am I. But this was different. I lay in my bed the fluffy pink teddy my nightwear. I felt …
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– Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – I stared at the blotter. There it was, without a doubt. My sister’s phone number reversed, the imprint of a number written down by fountain pen and then pressed to the blotter to dry the ink. Why on earth would Mrs. Gravely have my sister’s number. I tried to …
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I looked about the hall, and from this elevated position I could see that everyone in the room was watching the surreal form of Mr. Butterworth complete with goat headpiece, held firmly by eager hands beneath me. Beside the massage table among the masked faces of the audience was his wife. Nothing seemed to conceal …
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– Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – I looked about the hall, and from this elevated position I could see that everyone in the room was watching the surreal form of Mr. Butterworth complete with goat headpiece, held firmly by eager hands beneath me. Beside the massage table among the masked faces of the audience was …
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– Find Part 1 here – Chapter list here – From my room I could see cars arriving, as I changed. From some of the cars a couple would emerge, from others two or three men and there were the occasional lone drivers parking in the courtyard. I looked at the high-end vehicles and wondered …
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I am sending this as I hurry off to my optician for some replacement glasses. Just this morning I noticed Sebastian, my personal trainer, has some new frames and how good they looked on him. “Sebastian,” I said while working on some core exercises, “I must say those new glasses do look good on you.” …
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There is something wholesome and rejuvenating about hard physical labour. The three of us worked hard all morning in the stable block and between us we mucked out five well kept stables. With only a short break we worked together, all three of us methodically cleaning each stall and refreshing the straw, and filling the …
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Poor Veronica. Mrs. Gravely took the phone from me and replaced it in the draw and locked it. “I don’t think I need to tell you that any deviation from the program will lead to Veronica being re-introduced to the lash. Neither of us want that, do we?” No,” I said, still shocked at the …
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Poor Veronica. Mrs. Gravely took the phone from me and replaced it in the draw and locked it. “I don’t think I need to tell you that any deviation from the program will lead to Veronica being re-introduced to the lash. Neither of us want that, do we?” No,” I said, still shocked at the …
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The old woman looked at me and then said, “We’d better get you up to your room. A nice warm bath and you’ll be right as rain.” With that she picked up my heels from the table, opened the door and beckoned me to follow. I stood, dazed and confused, and then followed her along …
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I sat in the ships dark store room space with my head in my hands. The dull throb of the engine filled the air and became the background music of the dark drama playing out before me. Here I was, shunned by Devina, on a cargo vessel moving through the dark night, on a black …
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I sat in the ships dark store room space with my head in my hands. The dull throb of the engine filled the air and became the background music of the dark drama playing out before me. Here I was, shunned by Devina, on a cargo vessel moving through the dark night, on a black …
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I felt the heat of the head of Dwayne’s dick pressing against the slippery wetness of my buttocks. Devina had covered me in so much lube, it would be impossible to squirm away. With her sitting on my neck, while I could have put up a fight, I found myself shocked into total submission. “Wait,” …
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I could hear voices in my living room. There was a little light laughter and I could tell that Devina and her guest were making themselves comfortable. I found myself flushed and felt my heart racing. I ran the tap and put my wrists under it, the cool water calming me. As I looked in …
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Faced with the threat of blackmail and exposure, reluctant crossdresser Andy is forced to confront his conflicting desires. On the one hand, playing along with Devina’s filthy plan would be dangerous and could make things worse, but on the other his curiosity and secret wish to take things further was growing with every passing moment. …
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I stood staring at the computer screen. I felt my heart pounding and I was short of breath. How could it be? How had Devina got me dressed – so passable – and photographed me blowing a guy? Why was it I had no memory of it, and most of all, why did I look …
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