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I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as I drove, trying to ease through the slushy streets as quickly as possible. I was late, I knew it, and no doubt he knew it too. Master had texted me my newest orders; at the rate I was going, I was going to be punished for sure.

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Sadly, this is merely something that took place as a messenger conversation between a Nicole and I. I have changed the style into a more reader friendly story. * I sneak up behind Nicole, grabbing her sides, tickling her. She gives off a surprised squeal, and I tickle her more intensely, making her squeal even more, squirming around in my hands.

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Madeleine sighed and hit Disconnect on the call window. Another rude asshole. She thought. The days were supposed to feel shorter when you have a lot of work to keep you busy, however bad calls like that made them drag on forever. "Hang in there." A pleasant voice floated over her cubicle.

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In the end, it was easy. A young man, full of the dewy, visceral urges of youth; his lust controlled him... we simply catered to his lust. Gods, he was a beautiful sight - dark hair, streaked with sun, casually flowing down in waves over his shoulders... smoky, soulful mocha eyes that gave away his every emotion, and all the struggles within; including when he finally lost those battles...

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I sat staring at the figures. I'd gone over them three times with the same results. It seemed hard to believe. But it was on my calculator again in those luminous green numbers. There was a knock on my door. "Yeah"

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The room was dim and cool. Shadowed figures huddled in the corners, soft whispers of conversation counter-pointed the soft “shush, shush, shush” of the machinery by the bed, the occasional “beep, beep, beep” indicating that life still lingered. The woman on the bed laid unnaturally still, her eyes half open, seeing nothing. Her white hair gleamed softly in the dim light. Her skin had the parchment quality of age, yet was smooth and unlined.

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Tied to the bed naked, spread eagle and blindfolded, his cock sprang to full attention when he heard the bedroom door close. Where in the room was she? Just knowing that she had him completely helpless and on display for whatever devilment came to her mind made him shiver.

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My first memories are of being a slave. Perhaps I was one in a former life, perhaps not. In one of my memories I was bound and stood on a box in front of men. There was smoke, the click of ice in glasses, course laughter and my fear. My fear was also my arousal.

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It was a warm day, which was to be expected since summer always seems to start early here. Elizabeth got out of the vehicle and gave herself a once over. She wasn't very tall, barely passed for five foot. Her build was on the heavier side, but she carried it well with her hourglass figure. She had black hair that was long and straight and seemed to be more of a red than anything else when in the sunlight and draped beautifully over her golden skin.

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What a wonderful weekend... a secluded cabin at an exclusive ski-lodge resort and some very good BDSM workshops and seminars. What more could a lady ask for? They pulled slowly into the covered parking in front of the cabin and he hurried around to open her door and carefully hand her out, taking care that her spiked heels didn't slip on the icy concrete. Inside, she handed him her coat and he hurried to put their things away.

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