The gargoyles look down upon us minute beings, seemingly in condemnation. The carved angels do not shed stone tears for us. As we approach the plaza, I can see the top of Potchenko’s formidable statue, standing thirty feet tall. He is our judge and executor. He will be one of the last sights I wi...
Three because Max’s Porsche can only seat two. The twins are in their red Ferrari – the one belonging to Alex, or is it Brad? I can’t even tell their cars apart since they purchase duplicates of everything. Alice and her gang are in her yellow Mercedes. My terrycloth robe is still wrapped around ...
My next step is the DISPLAY. We are taken to a large hall by our grooms. It is filled with multiple bondage racks and apparatuses. We are all naked, of course, and apprehensive. So I have met the man who would buy me, and there is a suggestion that he can be cruel. But the hands that touched my m...
“Welcome, welcome to all you treasure hunters!” says a disembodied female voice with a clipped English accent. “Just look around, take in the glorious sights, indulge your senses and enjoy. Remember, you are only allowed to use your hands and your mouths. No penetration of any of the girls’ genit...
Rightly so. Aimelie is a very real threat, especially since her father caters to her every whim. Or maybe I don’t know them that well at all and I’m overreacting. I’m allowing myself that possibility. But it’s better, I believe, to overreact to a very real threat than to stay complacent until Big...
I mean literally that. Max is on all fours. Sandwiches have been neatly laid out on his back, arranged in little triangles with wide spaces of his skin in between. Greg is standing straight up, immobile. His arms are spread out at his sides in the manner of a cross, and sandwiches have been place...
Last night is vivid in my mind – the frenetic animal coupling that is the stuff I’ve only read about in romance books with bodice-ripping covers. This morning was gentler and sweeter. As the sun breaks upon the roofs of the courtyard motel, I am awoken by the exquisite sensations at my clit. Don ...
There I am, holding on with my sweat-slippery hands. My feet are dangling just above the barking hounds and the men. I am aware of the sight I must present to them – Tarzan’s Jane and her twirling white legs. I scream again. “Hang on now, little fox,” says someone from the ground. “Hush!” someone...
“OK, don’t panic. You can do it. He’s not as scary as everyone makes him to be,” she mutters to herself. Then she freezes. She turns around to check if anyone is in the stalls of the fourteenth floor ladies’ restroom. Wouldn’t do to have any spies in the vicinity. None of the stall doors are clos...
“You have no right to keep us here beyond our contract.” I’m wondering if I’m in a nightmare myself. Then again, Potchenko may be trying to humor her as though she is a child who will be promised a dangerous toy to keep her quiet – which will then at the final minute be taken away before she can ...
Twilight has fallen. The ocean is a mere twenty feet away at high tide, an inferno of frothing spray and white spumes. The roar of the waves almost drowns out the laughter of the twins and Alice playing beach volleyball. A buffet table is spread there with enough food for ten. Heathcliff, wearing...
The atmosphere is brittle with the smell of iron, straw and sweat. We are in a line – fronts facing one another’s backs. Our arms are bound in a plethora of ways. My elbows are bent behind my back, and my wrists cruelly tied and strung from another rope which is attached to a lariat around my nec...
I was just too exhausted. Greg tucked me into bed – in my own little cabin that I didn’t know I was going to have. I thought they would chuck me into a six-by-six pen and throw away the key. But no, I get my own little room, just I like I did back at the mansion. It’s exactly the size of Heather’...