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Kylie was getting on my nerves and I seriously wanted to break her things in the apartment.
Sure, perhaps she was right, perhaps there were bad people in the Sacred Order Society. But this didn’t mean that it was wrong from the ground up.
From the outside, the little houses looked desperately tiny. At first, I had imagined a couple living in each of the metal containers and found them terribly inadequate.
Master Harry returned with a few objects in his hands, which he one by one, set either on the floor, or on one of the rings.
With the addition of “Sam Chapter 11: Twosome”, the last article for January 2011 is now ready to do as scheduled, meaning that even thought January didn’t even start yet, the month is all set.
The Point of View (POV) Story isn’t a real serial but rather an assorted series of chapters which show narrative from another series from the point of view of another character and in a different storyline.
NSFWAuthor.info was launched on July 6th 2010, just 5 months ago now.
When it was originally put online, a lot of “Suzy and Jill” as well as a lot of “Pets” chapter were quickly placed online but by July 10th, a schedule was set-up with 1 chapter published per day.
Jeff opened the door. I was so happy to see him.
He untied me from the table. After countless days, I was free from the mistress.
I now had been officially initiated into the secret art of lesbian love-making but I still didn’t feel completely aware of what it was involving.
Cathy chapter 8, titled Jasmine and Louis is already 648 words long out of perhaps 1000 words. It was planned to be completed in time for this morning but emergencies after emergencies have interrupted my writing schedule.
I came back to my room excited about my new situation.
I already had Tim sealed and Stephanie would soon “belong” to me too. Since I was already sealed to a Silver member, that meant I only had to seal one other person to progress to the next level.
City Hall was just another one of the big anonymous buildings placed at the end of the streets.
It wasn’t even labelled or decorated. No flags or flowers announced it.
Without any additional word, my leash was pulled, and I was brought inside the mansion. Lighting was dim, and my peripheral vision prevented me from seeing much of it. About 20 steps of the left in a small office, I recognized my handler from the limo, currently giving a report on my performances to a large man sitting behind the only desk.
I am sorry if Chapter 22 of Susanna, published yesterday, upset you in any way. It is my darkest chapter published so far and contrasts with the other chapters published on the site.
Yet another dinner eaten alone in the little dinning room. At least if I could eat with Katryn and Jeff, instead, the only human contact I had was thru a chirping intercom. Unfortunately, when I was the most alone, during the day, Jeff and Katryn were doing their chores. And when they were available, my Master would be there.
Jasmine had opened a door in my sexuality I wasn’t about to close. She had kissed me while I was having sex with her husband and she made me realize that I had been missing out on roughly half of the human population.
I was still cuddling Stephanie when my cell phone rang. Both of us were still naked on her bed and Tim was still kneeling by the bed, equally undressed.
And so, I spent the rest of the afternoon walking the various streets of the city, familiarizing myself with the architecture.
After a few minutes of prancing in the field, we reached the proximity of a small paved road I could barely see on my right. I felt a pull on my jaw, to the right, making me panic. I knew how to pull, but not how to turn!
I recently watched Room in Rome. I thought it would be a great source of inspiration.
After all, it’s a story about two girls who have sex several times with each other while rarely wearing clothes. At the same time, they are discovering just who they are.
Over the next following days, routine slowly settled in. I had started watching the movies. The video games, however, were quite old.
I wasn’t always very open sexually speaking. I wasn’t particularly inhibited but I wasn’t always as outspoken as I am today.
I was still completely high from the sealing ceremony. It was exciting and I could clearly see that my place was in the sacred source society.
One of the older women stepped forward from the crowd.
“Why are you wearing clothes ? Are you trying to insult our customs and laws ? Even if you are a just visitor, you need to follow the rules”
The way I was sitting in the limousine prevented me from seeing my master, and he chose to remain silent. I spent some time looking at the empty seat ahead of me in the Limo, dozing off and losing all sense of time and direction. Every time the car turned, stopped or accelerated I could hear the bells on my nipples ringing briefly, exciting me some more.
I began my blog to publish Suzy and Jill, which was my favorite story to write in a long time.
It brought me back to the days when I was writing Susanna. I knew it wasn’t masterpiece but I had a lot of fun to write it. The story just unfolded in front of my eyes as I was writing it. The same had occurred with Pets, 2 years ago.
I feltĀ asleep. I don’t know how long I slept, but I clearly knew how I was woken up:
I was hit strongly on the side by a cane, leaving a long red mark.
So here I am. Living in the wooden ark with my beautiful girlfriend Sylvana and her girlfriend Linda.
The new ceremonial room was much smaller and consisted of a normal class room with all of the desks pushed in a corner of the room.
I stopped caring. I almost stopped feeding myself. If I had still been in economic class, I would have most likely starved to death without anyone noticing, but in First Class, Paulio made sure I ate enough each day, going so far as dragging me naked from the pool so I would eat.
The flight was the most intense hours of my human life: I was about to become, hopefully, permanently silenced and my plan was making me really nervous.
Since Lizzie arrived on Wednesdays, it became clear that there was no space for an alternate story. Read More…
All the work made me hungry, and according to my master’s clock, it was noon: I felt tired, probably because I lacked energy.
So, I am not really bisexual. I prefer men above women most of the time. Well, I also prefer Pedro above most men, but that’s another discussion.
Annie was already waiting for me in the empty classroom when I arrived.
I was rather nervous. I had no idea how she would react and it scared me. I was about to place myself in a really delicate situation and rushing in wasn’t generally my style.
After a few weeks spent entirely alone in the economic section of the ship, I started to seriously feel space sick. Have you ever spent weeks without seeing a single human being while being assured you wouldn’t feel contact with another person before at least another 10 months?
All three of us moved to the kitchen where my mother had not only finished cleaning up the broken glass but even had time to prepare pancakes.
This weeks marked the publication of the 15th and final chapter of Sylvana, a story I began a few years ago.
The next morning, my master woke up disoriented.
“You know Susanna; you gave me a lot of nice dreams tonight. I dreamed we were alone on the beach, making love all day”
Sylvana had opened up a hole in her barrier by kissing both of Linda and I.
To encourage her to open up some more, as soon as she returned to kiss me, I lead her by the hand back on the bed where we laid down.
I always loved being a pony girl for a long period of time.
It let me express my more animalistic desires and helps me be even more submissive.