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Chapter One: The Beginning

The last thing I remember is a blindingly bright white light flooding my bedroom. Then darkness.

Now there is a burning in my lungs, as if I’ve held my breath for too long. I open my eyes; it’s like opening them underwater, in a swimming pool, a slightly acidic feel on my eyeballs. My body starts to thrash, desperate for air. Through a greenish haze I see vague shapes moving to and fro. Then a sharp but not unpleasant cold suffuses through my lungs, and I feel like I’m breathing again. Only later do I realise that my chest still wasn’t moving. A brief pinprick at the back of my neck, and then darkness again.

Sometime later – a few minutes, or a few years, it’s impossible to tell in the darkness – a part of me resurfaces. All is still black, and whatever sliver of consciousness this is has a strange quality to it. It’s like I’m a guest in my own home. No, it’s more like I’ve got the builders or the decorators in and I feel out of place as they work. There is a sense that someone or something is refurbishing my body and at least some part of my mind. I float in this odd feeling for a time, before the darkness takes me down again.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 2 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM][Noncon] [Humiliation][Strong language]

**Stacey**

For the acceptance of perverts you need to be handy. The easiest thing in my case, it´s just the test that is bizarre in the execution.

My future plans have to proceed with caution, because The Art of the Holy Submission requires of us the minimal coverage of the body. The collar brought me back to the younger years, it could be nice reminder on another place. The strap harness didn´t have any positives at all, it is just symbolical ornamentation of my body, framing squares of the skin and letting everybody on a public secret that we are slaves for the enjoyment. OK, it covers my nipples, so that´s cool.

Along with my roommates and about 25 other inmates I was acquainted with the large sadomasochistic corner of the Tower. First we had a little peek of its own library. I recall only terrible giant photography hanging on the wall. Some harpy named Anne Desclos. Just above it is a lounge for lessons in the service. The main section is the giant branched dungeon, using the rich disposal of the underground space. The trainees were also for a dose of the fresh air in a special part of the park zone.

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The seventeen thousand strong crowds gave wave after wave of applause when Morgan finished her encore. She had sung her signature song and the battalions of teenage girls went hysteric. All these people were here for her and Morgan loved it. These people had paid good money for overpriced tickets to come and see her sing her number one hits, and Morgan had only just turned eighteen.

Morgan waved and bowed and then left the stage. She walked down a busy corridor, people complimenting and praising her for the great show, fans who had made it backstage shouting her name and reaching out, anything just to touch her. Morgan talked to a few and took a few photographs with them. She loved meeting the fans. Fourteen-year-old girls crying and being nervous, they reminded her off herself when she was that age, before she had become one of the most acclaimed young popstars.

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I knew Ava from my freshmen year of college. We got along well because we were both kinda nerdy and liked skateboarding, anime and old sci-fi movies. She was a little more open about her love of Star Wars and everything geeky, whereas I was a little more withdrawn because I was into sports, and with that came the ridiculous stigma, “football players don’t watch Japanese cartoons”. In high school I was an athlete, and while I ran with a kind of ‘in-between’ crowd, youthful naivity kept my nerdiness closeted. I had an irriational fear of being socially ‘outed’ because nobody else was into that in my high school. College was great because I finally felt free to express myself and I met a ton of like-minded people. Ava caught my eye immediately because she was tan, fit, had short black hair (pulled back into a ponytail…I don’t know what it is about girls with short hair that drive me wild, it just does) with a juicy ass and pair of breasts to match. Despite her physique, she hadn’t been wildly likeable in school. She had run with the ‘nerd’ crowd and as a result, didn’t know how hot she was. Come high school graduation, she had become full-figure gorgeous. Despite my sports career, I was equally shy and the two of us meshed well. We dated for a few months before we broke up and went out separate ways. It was mutual.

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“This is way too much, Liz! There’s no way I can accept this! How much did this cost you?”

“Don’t worry about it, the company paid for it. Think of it as a Christmas bonus. I told Gary he could either pay for a home service android, hire you a full-time assistant, or let you have a mental breakdown from overwork. And after we went over the numbers, the android was the cheapest option,” she explained over the phone.

“I’m touched by his concern for my well-being. Hooray for generating greater profit than the cost of a robot, I guess.” I sat down on top of a box bigger than I was. The outside was blazoned with the various tasks the android could perform around the house: cleaning, massage, laundry, lawn care, even cooking. It allegedly knew more than three hundred recipes, but I wondered how many of them were very good. Could I even think of three hundred dishes I would willingly eat? Still, it couldn’t be a worse chef than I was. And it’d be a huge help to not have to worry about any household chores while we were getting ready for go-live. “Ooh, it cooks! Well, if a faceless corporation paid for it, I guess I can accept it.”

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Dean and Gary were still a bit drunk. It had been a long night, and after the booze had run out at the party, they decided to stay and smoke with the girls. Samantha had spent almost the entire night on Dean’s lap, but when the sun started to rise, she said she had to get home to get ready for her shift at work. It was frustrating, but there wasn’t much he could do about it.

“I told you she is a cock tease,” Gary said. He was drinking from a water bottle, spitting occasionally on the sidewalk as he tried to wash out the taste of smoke and whiskey. “She does that all the time.”

“You don’t know shit. You think everyone is a cock tease because you never get any.”

It was Dean who saw her first. They turned a corner so that they could cut through the university housing to get to Gary’s apartment. The street was completely void of people except for a woman. She was sitting at the bus stop, with her legs straight out in front of her. She was wearing the kinkiest outfit the boys have ever seen in real life. Dean had only thought women dressed up like that in pornos, but as he got closer, he saw that there was one, in the flesh, with her head to the side as she stared forward, unmoving.

[MF] Setting up a movie date

Watching Sud tease my roommates made me very hard. It appealed to my newly acquired kink with an intensity I hadn’t expected. Blood had rushed to my cock. I left my apartment to chase after her. I wanted to bring her back and re-fuck her. In my rush, I had forgotten my phone in my room. I reached the lobby and found that she had left. My cock was raging. The big load I had blown half an hour back didn’t seem enough. I felt a strong desire to plough her pussy and make her scream. I wanted to deposit a big load in there. Once again. Her absence was frustrating. I ran back up to my room to call her back.

I wanted to fuck. I needed to fuck. Right now.

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“So what are you going to do about her?” I laughed in the loud atmosphere of the restaurant. We had long since finished eating on our first date, and surprisingly we had been talking and having a really good time.

 

“I don’t know, she’s so toxic right now. I’m just glad she plays on the other team when we play soccer.” She laughed, shaking her head.

 

I could not believe my luck – to think that *this* girl is on tinder. A young college student, athlete, beautiful and graceful blonde like her. She was that special kind of girl, the one who catches your eye because of her beauty, not because of her assets. Of course she had those too.

 

“You know, I gotta tell you, this is going way better than it usually does for me.” She said.

 

“Yeah, I feel the same way.” I said.

 

She just kind of looked at me for a second, smiling. I noticed that the restaurant had quieted down somewhat. Some staff walked around, closing the blinds, and I had the weird realization that there were no men in the restaurant. I could’ve sworn I saw some in here earlier. Maybe they all left for some reason? The restaurant went dark, and staff lit candles at every table.