“My name is Paul, I am Linda’s husband. I know that your name is Mary and that this is Sue. I am really going to enjoy my work today.” “Who is going first?” Wendy spoke, “We think it will be a good idea if she goes last,” pointing to Mary, “so that she can fully appreciate what is going to happen to her. Linda is going first so she can get back to her shop and open up at 10 o’clock, and I am second, then you can deal with these two sluts.” With that, Wendy stood up and walked over to the chair. Wendy took off her dress and folded it neatly over the back of the chair. Mary could see that… 続きを読む

When she got home, Mary was hoping to get straight indoors and get changed, but she could see that her stuck up neighbour was in the front garden. She pleaded with Bob to drive past. “I can’t wait,” said Bob, “I have to get on.” Mary begged him, “Please take me round to Sue’s house then. I can’t let the neighbours see me looking like this!” “Very well, but it will cost you later. I suppose Sue’s neighbours don’t count.” Soon they reached Sue’s house, and Mary walked carefully up the path, hoping that Sue was at home. Fortunately, she was, and Mary rushed through the door as soon as Sue ope… 続きを読む

“Not so fast,” he said. “You have a job to do for me first, and then afterwards you have to be made up.” He handed Mary six large sealed envelopes. “Because you managed to get through last week, your Master has given you the privilege of choosing for yourself. Pick an envelope.” Mary chose one at random, and the man opened it and looked at the piece of paper inside. “Good choice,” he said, “now pick two more.” Mary did as she was told, and passed him the envelopes. “You have chosen one for another slave, and one for me.” said Linda. Mary wondered what it was that she had chosen, but she coul… 続きを読む

Mary opened the door quickly, and walked out across the car park to look for the waiting car; but it was not there. Panicking, she tried to get back in through the blue door, but it had been locked after her. As she wondered what to do next, Bob came up behind her. “The car is in the next street,” he said. “Walk in front of me, so that people can see you.” Mary did as she was told - anything to get to the car. Blushing, she could see both men and women looking at her and reading her label. Once in the car, Bob gave her back her coat and she covered herself. The journey home had been uneventf… 続きを読む

Mary had said that she wanted to join and was willing to do anything that was necessary for her to join the club, and here she was laid on the couch, with her legs up in stirrups, totally exposed and defenceless. She could hear movement around her, but she could not see. She felt her legs being moved as the stirrups opened wider. Something cold being smoothed over her labia. “Ready?” the man said. “She’s ready.” said Linda. “We have to get this done quickly, so give her maximum power. She has not been treated before, but it should be OK. If she burns you will just have to wait to do your job… 続きを読む

The car did not go far, just to the Town Centre. As it pulled up at traffic lights, Mary tried to pull her coat round her legs to cover herself in case anyone could see her from the pavement. “Leave it!” said Bob. After a while the car entered a car park behind a row of shops, and Mary suddenly shuddered. There was no going back now; she had signed the letter. “I, Mary Skinner, give my full and unconditional consent to have done to me anything necessary for me to be admitted as a member of the club.” What was going to happen to her? “Right, get out,” said Bob, “You will not need your coat,… 続きを読む

It was Tuesday morning. The taxi arrived to pick up Mary’s husband at nine o’clock to take him to the airport. He was going to Tokyo for three months on business. Mary could not wait for him to go. She kissed him quickly and ran back upstairs to get showered and dressed. Mary looked at the clock again. It was now twenty five past ten, and she was ready to go herself. She took one last check in the mirror, and hardly recognised herself. There was the familiar face, and dark hair and figure, still very good and firm for 55 she thought, but the skirt she was wearing was very short, not even rea… 続きを読む