Scheduled StoriesNext:None scheduled at this moment.Next Empty Day:Fri, Jan 3rd
At the hospital, I was well treated. They removed my stitches without even asking me about it. I even got to see my family, who learned about my heroism. Of course, I didn’t tell them much, and officially, Simon was my master and boyfriend, not Dorothy. But overall, I was well treated.
“Wake up ! Breathe, Fight Susanna ! You can do it…”
I was slowly regaining conscience. Simon was yelling to wake me up while Mr. Grout was performing mouth to mouth resuscitation on me.
I heard him yell once the door was opened: he understood what was happening. He was screaming for the person who was robbing him.
We left Simon’s apartment. I hoped we wouldn’t meet his mother, but they reassured me that she was exceptionally in the city: this is why they choose that day.
With the drums beating, most of the members of the society present at the ceremony came one by one in front of me, exchanging a weird pen.
Life was finally exactly like I wanted. I was totally enslaved by Dorothy, a wonderful woman and mistress.
“Hi, I am Olivia. You’re Chloe and Stephanie ?”
“Yes”, Stephanie replied as I sat on the mattress as far away as I could from them.
After the talk with Kylie, I was sure I would have a good night sleep, but instead, there was a knock on the door which make me jump from my bed.
The drive home after work was just as exciting, with Jill caressing my thighs when we weren’t in traffic and making lustful comments about how hot she was.
That evening, Catherine was sent home twice. Once to Lucy’s old apartment to collect clothes and bid farewell to her neighbours who might have been worried about her. A second time to her old apartment where she would continue her life as if nothing had happened.
Just as I was usually naked except when Dorothy wanted me to dress up, Simon was forced to stay entirely without clothes, but of course, cannot remove his chastity belt.
So there I was, standing in front of a bed with 12 people currently having sexual activities. I wouldn’t say they were having sex, simply because a lot of the action didn’t seem to be directly sexual.
I never know when to arrive at events. I guess we once again arrived way too early because at the BDSM club, my initial impression was that only one patron was actually present on site.
After I came back from the Orchard, I decided to sit on a bench in the town center, wondering how I should use my leadership skills to contribute to the share when Rita, our town elder sat next to me.
I barely slept during the night, so when the sun began peeking on the horizon and illuminating my blinds, I jumped out of bed and once again tried all my clothes.
Steven came back for me shortly after Ryan had left.
He was carrying a chair, but he sat on it backwards, his arms resting on the back rest.
When Ellie initially mentioned the idea of going out to a public BDSM dungeon, I was completely against it. At least, she had the decency to ask me while Richard was in class to ensure I wasn’t shocked. After all, it’s not like it would be him performing in public.
When we arrived into the office, we had a ton of e-mails and voicemails sent over the week-end. Most of them were from the same client who suddenly had a pressing new idea of our project which meant we had to go back to the drawing board and restart the project from scratch despite being almost done.
Catherine slowly got used to her new body. At first, even walking was a lot harder than she would have thought. It’s not so much that being younger, her new legs reacted faster than her old one.
A few weeks after the funeral, Kelly and I were both officially sitting on the board of most of our mother’s business empire. Sure, in a few cases, we didn’t control enough shares to both be on the board, letting Kelly to have the honor, but otherwise, things went smoothly.
I was offered to join the group leading a secretive powerful organization. From the little I know of secret organizations, there is always something sneaky going on, so before accepting, I needed to know more.
I was restless after Tim left.
I knew that it was what Tim wanted, but for me, sex wasn’t just about my own pleasure, it was also for my partner’s sake. Afterwards, I felt like I was useless, that my body wasn’t interesting enough to want to fuck.
And so, another share wasn’t meant for me. Picking apples in this orchard wasn’t a fun-filled adventure in tree climbing but rather a driving test to see how close to each tree you could get without hitting it.
Friday couldn’t wait. Every day, I wondered if I should call Sue or not to talk and ended up only making a brief phone call Thursday evening to confirm our date.
Eventually, after two days of such intensive sex with my new wonderful master, Dorothy went to see Simon who was now on a pile of feces and urine because he had been tied to the bed for so long. She untied him, had him clean himself and throw away the sheet with its mess and report to her afterward.
Soon after Steve had left me alone, Ryan came back with another bucket and a sponge.
I noticed that this time, he had long rubber gloves.
Tim and I rushed to my room and entered it while kissing passionately.
We were both seriously in the mood and caressing each other’s body.
Cassiopeia and I were left alone on the side of the track in almost pitch darkness, days of walk away from the nearest humans.
I had known Julie’s parents for years because from time to time, they were my parents in law.
Julie kept explaining how close minded and controlling they were, especially with her boyfriends, but I had never been able to see it in the past.
The next morning, Dorothy and I talked about the events at lengths.
She admitted she never even considering having sex with a woman, but now she thought she was truly in the process of falling in love with me. Strangely she liked the idea of not having me as a girlfriend, but rather as a slave. She liked the idea of having someone blindly following her every orders faithfully and enjoying to please her for the sake of pleasing her.
After a long drive, two men carried me out of the van and into a small room where I was left for in unknown period of time.
I hate Mondays. I always did, because it meant I was back alone in our huge mansion with my father back to work and my mother either out shopping or hiding in her room with strict orders not to bother her.
After our Shower, Cassiopeia and I returned to the cabin and it didn’t take long before the three of us were asleep, cuddling with each other, each of the two girls on either sides of Mark.
I had carefully noted Sue’s phone number from my mirror and waited the mandatory 48 hours before attempting to call her.
We left Simon behind and went to my room. Dorothy and I were both naked and judging by Dorothy erect nipples, both very excited. On the bed, we lied next to ex-other, with Dorothy tucking her head on my stomach. I gently stroke her hair while she began crying.
I was awakened from my sleep on the sofa by the doorbell.
I quickly realized I was still naked save for my chastity belt but I didn’t have any clothes to cover myself.
I spent the rest of the day in class. Yeah, I have classes and I actually generally manage to do quite well in my studies.
My night had been filled with dreams of Suzy spanking Jill thanks to Jill’s last minute confessions. I still didn’t know what my thoughts on the subjects were, but filming those scenes would make for some interesting play.
My friends think that I am an hopeless romantic loser because I am trying to get myself a girlfriend from girls I meet in ordinary bars, when these girls usually just want a one night stand.
This is the original introduction to the Story Harmony, from 2006. I thought it might be of interest because it’s not that bad on it’s own, but it forms a completely different story.