"Two more encounters."
Chapter TwoThe next few days passed her by without really registering, a distant distraction like a television playing unwatched in a corner of the room. Outwardly she was still the Invisible Girl, for which she was thankful, because this allowed her...
"A young woman discovers her submissive side and falls in love."
PROLOGUE: Spring, 1965She’d begun to think of herself as the Invisible Girl.She’d had friends: kids she’d grown up with, stumbling through the grades together in the Boston suburb of Ridgeton, connected by the endless and complex threads of shared experiences...
"Nadine's journal: the conclusion."
I woke up this morning on the first day of my new life, Sir. I only vaguely remembered noticing the pearly light of approaching dawn as I fell asleep in your arms, and the clock on the nightstand, as well...
"Nadine's journal, continued."
Oh, Sir, even in my current state of overwhelming arousal, even in my now-familiar but still deeply humiliating position on all fours while I continue to write this report for you, I can feel myself blushing all the way up...
"Nadine's journal, continued"
Until I experienced it, I could never have imagined how difficult it is to climb a flight of stairs while crawling on all fours.When you removed your belt and once more looped it around my neck, it felt like coming...
"Nadine's journal, continued."
You held me close and said nothing, Sir. You stroked my hair and gave me little kisses on top of my head while I cried and cried. You even rocked me back and forth, like a baby, and more than...
"Nadine's journal, continued."
When we finally reached your house, Sir, I remembered being somehow surprised by its ordinariness, its bland similarity to the houses around it. I have no idea why I thought it would be somehow different; I certainly wasn’t expecting to...
"PART TWO: Nadine's Journal."
Sir:I’m writing this as you have instructed me to do, in longhand on a legal pad. I am in my office on the morning after you took me as your possession.I’m dressed as you ordered, Sir. I really do resemble...
"Nadine's journal, continued."
It was a warm, humid night, and the moist air was welcome on my skin as we stepped out into the parking lot behind the building. The asphalt beneath my feet still held a great deal of the heat it...
"Nadine is punished for disobedience."
She looked up at me uncomprehendingly for a moment, then understood. She turned her attention to my belt buckle and tried to lift her hand from my hip, only to find it still held there by my own. Again she...