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Hi, Guys Here's my second story for your Fictionmania website, following my first effort from a couple of weeks back "A Wet Sunday Afternoon in 1961". Seeing as that one got some nice reviews, here we go again with more in the life of Young Dave... HARVE DELIVERING DAMSELS' DELIGHTS It was late autumn in 1962, and I was on my way home from school. I had actually taken a different route to my normal one, having gone to a local sports field with some of my school friends to kick a soccer ball around. However, it was starting to look like some serious rain showers were on their way, so we packed up early and headed our respective routes home. I had just reached a small group of shops when down came the rain, so I took refuge in the doorway of one of the shops which had a canvas awning over it, offering some protection. It was a ladies' clothes shop, called "Doris's Fashions", with the usual array of mannequins in the shop window decked in typical early 60s twin-sets and frocks, with modest hemlines down to the knee of course! I had barely been there in the doorway for more than 3 minutes, when the door was opened by a tall, well-dressed lady in her 40s. "Hello, we don't have anything here to fit you, young man, so, you must be here about the delivery job, right? Well, do come in!" she said, with a really warm smile, offering her hand. "I'm Doris, by the way, and you are?" I had been doing some fast thinking on the spot, and thought to myself "well, why not?" I had been doing a newspaper delivery job for several months, but it meant getting up early, something I couldn't imagine being the case with deliveries for this ladies fashion shop. So, I replied, shaking her hand - and noticing her immaculately manicured fingers with a lovely shade of dark red nail polish on them. "Yes, that's right - pleased to meet you, Doris, and I'm called Dave." and I followed Doris into her shop. The second thing I noticed about Doris as I followed her inside was that she was wearing seamed dark-tan nylons and plain black court shoes with 4" heels, which complemented her tailored 2-piece jacket and skirt beautifully. I also observed that she walked really well in them, clearly being accustomed to what a lot of women never could seem to master properly. (I knew from my own experience the previous year; when my sister and her girlfriend had dressed me up in a schoolgirl's uniform and a pair of my mother's 3" heeled shoes, just how difficult it was to walk elegantly in heels. **See "A Wet Sunday Afternoon in 1961"**). Clearly Doris was a lady who believed in immaculate grooming, and I wondered to myself if she had perhaps been a model when she was younger. She certainly sashayed across the shop floor, just as if she were parading down an aisle in some Parisian creation for the benefit of an appreciative audience. She turned her head around, and asked me to follow her into her office, which I did. Being an observant young guy, I quickly noticed that the shop was much bigger inside than it appeared from the doorway. I also noticed as we headed towards her office, that the shop not only sold ladies' outer fashions, but also underwear and hosiery. There was an area on the left with several bras, garter belts and girdles fitted to the life-like torso display models so favoured in those days. There was also an area to the right where hosiery was sold, with nylons of all shades and varieties, seamed and seamfree, fitted to display legs. Wow, I thought, this is really amazing - they seem to have everything here! Doris invited me to sit down in the visitor's chair, while she sat in her padded office chair. She even won my undying envy with the way she sat down so gracefully, smoothing her skirt as she crossed her legs. (I couldn't help recall the way I had sat down in the cafe the previous year, glad to be able to rest my feet at last after walking in mum's heels for what had felt like hours but can't have been more than 15 minutes, with my legs apart - causing Geraldine, my sister's girlfriend and whose school uniform I was actually wearing, to lean over and whisper to me to "close your legs, Dave, those guys over there are looking up your skirt!). Doris told me what the job entailed, which was basically just delivering parcels of purchases from the shop to customers, and taking payments in some cases, plus helping out in the storeroom when required with unloading new goods. Doris gave me a big smile, and said, "Dave, does it worry you at all, being surrounded by all these ladies' items?" "No," I replied, "I've got a big sister and my mother at home, so I've seen all this sort of thing before and it doesn't worry me." Of course, I didn't dare tell Doris that I had actually been dressed up in a bra and girdle myself, once! She explained that sometimes the ladies would ask me to wait while they tried the item on, because it might not have been available at the time the customer ordered it. In that case, I might be asked to take the item back, if it didn't fit properly. It all seemed very straightforward, and at least I wouldn't have to be getting up at some ridiculous hour as I had been doing for my morning paper round. There would also be the chance of a few tips from grateful customers, happy to have received their new girdle, skirt or whatever. The job entailed on average an hour each afternoon, plus working all day Saturday, and paid 50 shillings a week, with me keeping whatever tips I might get of course. "You can ride a bicycle of course, Dave?" asked Doris, "because we have a delivery bike with a parcel box attached, for you to use." We went out to the back of the shop, and she unlocked a door to a storeroom where the bike was kept, so I could try it out. The previous delivery boy must have been around my height, because the saddle was perfect for me and didn't need any adjustment. "Do you know," said Doris, "I once used to do a lot of cycling myself when I was younger, but I haven't been on a bike for years." She then amazed me by pulling up her skirt, and straddled the delivery bike without any problem! Of course, being tall and wearing her high heels meant she had no problem, other than with her skirt which now was revealing her stocking tops and suspenders! Wow, what a sight she was! She may have been well past 40, but she had really gorgeous legs. I guess she must have noticed me looking at them, because she smiled at me and held out her arm to help her get off the bike, giving me a wink as she did so. "Well, when can you start, Dave?" asked Doris. "We've already got a bit of a backlog of parcels to be delivered, because Tom, our previous delivery lad, had left the previous week when he'd moved with his family to another town. Could you start today, perhaps?" Well, I thought, 'Why not?' "Yes," I said, "no problem, but can I phone my mother to explain why I'm going to be home late?" "Yes, of course," said Doris, "that's what I like to see - a thoughtful young man who always thinks of his mother first! By the way," she added, "I offer my staff a 10% discount on purchases, so although I don't think you'll be buying any stockings, girdles or bras for yourself, will you, Dave," - all said with that lovely smile of hers - "but maybe your mother or sister might want you to buy something for them, at some time?" "Thank you, Doris." I said, "I'm sure they'll want to." But I secretly thought this just might be the chance for me to acquire a few items of my own! I really had enjoyed my session with Geraldine, decked out in her school uniform while she wore mine, and secretly wanted to try dressing up as a girl again. Doris then took me to meet her two sales assistants, Deborah and Dianne. Both were tall like Doris, but Deborah was only around 20 and Dianne maybe 30 or so. They both shared Doris' excellent grooming, and also wore tailored 2-piece jackets and skirts with high heels. Being younger than Doris, neither wore seamed stockings though, clearly preferring the seamfree kind. Having struggled myself with putting on my first pair of fully-fashioned nylons the previous year, I could see the advantages of not having to worry about getting seams straight. However, there was no doubt in my mind who of all three of the ladies had the best-looking legs, whether in seams or not - and it was undoubtedly Doris, despite being over 40!! Deborah and Diane were both skilled walkers in their high heels too, though, and none of them seemed to have any problem at all wearing them all day. The last thing Doris had to tell me was that I would be expected to wear a beige storeman's overall coat in the shop and when out delivering, which was fine by me. The coat had a small "Doris's Fashions" over the breast pocket, which was nothing to get embarrassed about. I jokingly said, "Well, Doris, for a moment I thought you were going to tell me I have to wear a 2-piece jacket and skirt with stockings and high heels, like you're all wearing!" She thought it was a hilarious joke, and replied, "No, silly, how could we expect a 15 year old boy to dress like that!" I thought to myself, if only you could have seen me last year dressed as a schoolgirl... So, that was my first day as the Delivery Lad for Doris's Fashions. I actually worked for over 2 hours that first afternoon, trying to reduce the backlog of parcels to be delivered. Luckily the rain shower had passed over, and the skies were clear again. None of the ladies I delivered the parcels to, had to return anything, so that kept matters simple. A couple of them asked me to wait while they tried on the item, and one lady actually came out to tell me that "it fitted her perfectly." She didn't say what it was, but by the way she was smoothing her skirt around her waist, and turning around to view her rear, it was clear that she was wearing a new girdle and enjoying its control. I even picked up 5 shillings in tips that afternoon, so it was quite an interesting first day for me. When I got home, my mother and sister Wendy were really interested in my new job at Doris's. Mum could recall having shopped there a couple of times before, but couldn't recall meeting Doris herself. I was all excited telling them about how glamorous Doris was, and that I reckoned she must have been a model judging by her deportment. They both laughed, and said they'd have to drop by the shop and see for themselves some time. I then told them what Doris had said, about the 10% discount on fashions, underwear and hosiery, and that got them interested immediately of course. They wanted to know just which brands of bras and girdles were available, but all I could recall was seeing a display advert for "Silhouette" near one of the girdles on display. I told them I'd ask one of the sales assistants when I went in the following day, and pass on what she told me. That kept mum and Wendy happy, as both had been talking about needing some new "undies". It was strange hearing them talking like this, because normally they wouldn't discuss this sort of thing with me in the room. However, now that I was sort of "in the trade", even after just one afternoon's delivering of parcels, I was therefore no longer an "outsider" when unmentionables were being mentioned! Strange... Mum seemed to have totally forgotten the incident the previous year, when Wendy and Geraldine had dressed me up in Geraldine's schoolgirl uniform and we'd gone out for an evening walk, only to be "sprung" by mum when we got back. Admittedly both Wendy and Geraldine had spoken up for me, saying it was totally their idea and I had just gone along with them as a sort of prank, so I didn't suffer from the incident. The following afternoon, I worked another couple of hours and managed to clear the remaining backlog of parcels and earn myself another collection of tips into the bargain. This time there was an item to be returned, a skirt which was too tight around the waist for the lady. I was biting my tongue, trying not to tell her the obvious thing - namely that she needed a stronger girdle, because it was clear that her bottom was a bit on the chubby side. Still, how could I, just the delivery lad, point this out without getting into trouble? I just went along with her wishes, and took the skirt back to the shop to get it exchanged for the next larger size. Dianne swooped it over, as she'd been the sales assistant who'd served the lady originally. I mentioned as "diplomatically" as I could, that perhaps the lady could do with some help in the slimming department, and Dianne said what do you mean? Well, I said, she has a rather large bottom, and looks as if she needs one of those over there, pointing to the girdle display. Dianne broke into laughs, and said "Dave, I hope you didn't tell her that!" "No, of course I didn't." I said, "I'm not that stupid! However, maybe you could call her and discuss buying a new girdle to go with her skirt?" "That's not a bad idea," said Dianne, "I'll write her a short note mentioning that we have a good range of girdles, and pack it along with her larger size skirt." Well, I had to deliver the packaged skirt the following evening, and wasn't sure just how it would be received. However, the lady must have been appreciative, because she gave me a shilling tip. The following afternoon, Dianne came up to me and said, "Well, done, Dave - you've sold your first girdle!" I couldn't quite see what she was on about, until she told me that the lady had in fact come back into the shop, asking to look at "something firmer in the girdle line", and Dianne had sold her one of the new long-line firm control Silhouette girdles. I then mentioned to Dianne that my mother and sister were both also interested in buying a new girdle, but wanted to know just which ones were available at the shop. Dianne seemed to think of me as just another member of the sales staff, but one who didn't wear stockings and high heels, just a beige store coat. So, she took me over to the girdle section to show me which models they had, which ones were firm control and which were lighter, and so on. In 10 minutes I learnt more about girdles than I'd ever known before in my 15 years! Dianne collected some pamphlets about the various models, plus prices, for me to pass on to my mum and sister. "Dave, you'll be becoming our ace girdle salesperson at this rate." laughed Dianne. "However, you really should try one sometime just to know what firm control and highline really mean to the person having to wear them, because they can be uncomfortable at times." She was only joking when she said it, but how could she know that last year I actually had worn one when I was being dressed up in Geraldine's schoolgirl outfit? I was quite aware of just how tight a girdle can be! So, I just laughed and said to Dianne that yes, maybe it would be a good idea for me to try one some time, just for experience's sake. I thought this might also be a good moment to bring up the subject of stockings, and just why it was that both she and Deborah wore seamfree nylons whereas Doris, the boss, always seemed to wear the traditional fully-fashioned ones. "Well..." she explained, looking down at her stockinged legs as she spoke, "I guess it's probably due to our ages, really. Doris is older than us, and would have been accustomed to wearing seamed stockings from way back when, seeing as they were the only ones you could get then. So, I guess she stays with what she's used to. Now, Debbie and I are younger, and when we first started wearing nylons there was already a choice of seamfree or seamed. I've worn both types, but I have to tell you, Dave, that it's much easier to put a pair of seamfree ones on in a hurry, than it is to put on ones with seams! I think that when we get you to try on a girdle yourself sometime, we'll also get you to try on a pair of seamed stockings too, so you can experience for yourself just how difficult it can be!" She was laughing again as she spoke, and I laughed along with her, but I knew only too well what she was talking about. After all, the nylons I'd worn last year when I was being dressed in Geraldine's schoolgirl outfit, were of the seamed type, and I remembered only too well just how difficult it was to get those back seams straight. The parcel backlog had now gone, thanks to all my extra delivering, so Doris said it was time for me to learn about unpacking, arranging and price-tagging newly arrived stock, under Deborah's supervision. So we headed for the back storeroom, where there was a large cardboard box marked "Berlei Products". Apparently, it was a consignment of a new type of girdle from Berlei, called a "Sarongster". I opened and unpacked the box, handing the individually wrapped girdles over to Debbie to sort out. They came in either white or black, and obviously in a range of sizes, but the price tagging didn't take too long and then it was time to put them away in the display drawers under the counter of the underwear department. "Oh," said Debbie, "I've got just the job for you, Dave, and it'll be a good learning experience for you - have a go at fitting one of these girdles to a spare display torso, so we can put it up behind the counter with the others on show. You'll find it's not as easy as you might think!" She was quite right, it certainly wasn't that easy but I got it fitted okay in the end, and we lifted it up into the display area along with a large advert alongside reading "The New Berlei Sarongster - Comfort With Control For Just 39/6d". Underneath, in smaller writing it went on to say "Guaranteed To Reduce Every Waistline by at least 3 Inches, In Comfort". "You know, Dave." said Debbie, "As difficult as it is to fit a firm girdle like these to a display torso, it's even worse trying to put one on yourself!" I was quite surprised that Debbie actually wore a girdle, because she was very slim and didn't seem to need any "assistance" with her figure. She seemed to be reading my mind at that moment, because she told me then that Doris expected her sales staff to look properly groomed, and that meant wearing a girdle at all times. Just then, Doris and Dianne came up to see how we were getting on with arranging the new stock. Debbie pointed out the girdle now on display, and said to Doris that I'd done my first girdle fitting at last! "Well done, Dave." said Doris, "You're getting the hang of things really quickly." I was proud of my efforts, although I couldn't help wondering just what it would actually feel like to be wearing one of these firm, highline girdles for a whole day, irrespective of what the advert said about "Comfort With Control". It seemed a good moment to mention that both my mother and sister, Wendy, were in the market for a new firm girdle, and maybe they'd be interested in this new Berlei one. "Fine," said Doris, "Take a couple of these brochures home with you, to show them what we've got in stock now." I thanked her, and headed off home with the brochures to pass on. Strangely, both of them not only read the brochures there and then, but actually discussed some of the features right in front of me. It was just as if I were a girdle salesperson myself, not a 15-year old boy within whose earshot such delicate matters as suspender control, side zips and non-roll waist band were not to be normally discussed. In fact, it was now just the opposite, seeing as I told them that I'd helped Debbie unpack and sort the new girdles into their shelves, plus that I'd actually fitted a girdle to a display torso, they were both asking me questions about thickness of the material and so on. The following day, there were a couple of parcels only to be delivered, which didn't take me very long. I even scored a couple of shillings in tips from both grateful ladies, so it was looking to be a great sort of day. When I got back to the shop and had put the delivery bike away, Doris came out of her office and asked me what my mother and sister had thought of the new Berlei girdle, after reading the brochures about them. I told her about the questions they'd been asking me, just as if I were a fully qualified corsetiere rather than just a delivery lad who'd helped unpack a consignment! I told Doris that both my mother and sister were a bit on the portly side, and a firm control item like the Sarongster would probably be ideal for them. "Dave, you really are amazing - you've only been here for a few days, and already you're becoming an ace girdle salesperson!" I headed off to the storeroom to do some tidying up, and when I'd finished noticed that the three ladies were deep in whispered conversation, with a few giggles thrown in now and again. They saw me, and Doris called me over to join them. "Do you know, young Dave," said Doris, "we've been discussing things and we all reckon that the best thing would be for you to put on one of these girdles for an hour or so, just to find out how it fits and feels and so on. Debbie had also suggested that you try on a pair of seamed stockings with the girdle, to see for yourself how they're worn. What do you think of our idea?" Well, of course I thought it was a fantastic idea - I mean, actually trying on the latest style of girdle, with a pair of nylons, under the supervision of three ladies like these. I would be in seventh heaven at the experience, of course. However, I didn't want to appear over- enthusiastic, so I looked appropriately serious and said I'd be quite willing to try out her idea, which would broaden my experience of such necessary matters for someone working in a Ladies Fashion shop. So, Dianne suddenly produced a tape measure and told me to lift my arms while she measured my waist, which was 26 inches. "That'll be a Small Size, then - one Small Sarongster Hi-Line Open Bottom Firm Control Girdle in White, coming right up!" she said - and went off to get one from under the counter. Meanwhile, Doris told me to sit down on a chair near the hosiery section, and take off my shoes and socks so she could measure my feet and legs for the appropriate stocking size. I have to admit, they were really very organised, these ladies! After Doris had measured my feet and legs against her sizing chart, she commented that I had quite large feet for somebody of only 5 feet 4 inches. Well, I could hardly tell her that I already knew that, having to wear a pair of my mothers high heels last year with Geraldine's schoolgirl uniform, because my feet were too big for either Geraldine's or Wendy's shoes ... So, I made a sort of non-committal, "Oh, really?" comment! "No problem though," she added, "because Kayser do a wide range of sizes and leg lengths in their fully-fashioned stockings. According to my chart, you take a "Size 9 Short", Dave, and we have plenty of those in stock. Now, ladies," she asked her assistants, "what shade stockings shall we pick for Dave?" They seemed to think a "Dark Honey Tan" would be ideal, and so out came a pair to go with the Small size girdle which Dianne had got out. Then Doris had a think, and said, "Well, we ought to do this properly, and give him some briefs to wear as well - what do you think, ladies?" So, Debbie came up with a pair of Berlei light control briefs, small size of course, and I was handed the 3 items and told to go into the storeroom and get myself "properly attired" for someone working in a Ladies' Fashion Shop. Doris added that I had just 10 minutes to do it all in, including getting my seams straight! They all laughed at this, as I headed over to the storeroom to put all the underwear on. I was especially glad that Doris had thought of me needing a pair of control briefs, because I was sure I was going to get so excited at the prospect of being "properly attired" in ladies underwear, that maybe my dick might start misbehaving itself to my eternal embarrassment. So, I quickly took off my clothes, stepped into the control briefs and was so glad to find that things were indeed now "under control". Then, actually hooking up the Sarongster girdle proved more involved than I thought. Debbie had been quite right, actually putting one on, with all those hooks and eyes plus the side zip, is more difficult that putting one on a display torso. It took me about 5 minutes to finally have the girdle on properly, and then when I sat down to put the nylons on, I couldn't believe how tight and firm that girdle was. I mean, it was one thing to stand up and walk around in it, but sitting down and bending over, while trying to put a stocking on, that was a very different matter! Anyway, I remembered what Wendy and Geraldine had told me several months before when I was putting on my first pair of seamed stockings, such as running my thumbs inside them to roll them up, then carefully unrolling them up my leg with my forefinger running up the back to ensure the seam was correctly located in the centre. Funny how these things, once learnt, stay with you. So, apart from the discomfort of having to sit and lean to put on the nylons, with that girdle fighting me all the way, I finally got to stand up again to attach the suspenders to the stocking tops. The Kayser nylons were a perfect fit, both on my feet and in leg length, thanks to Doris's measuring chart expertise. That was quite a relief, being able to stand again, and the girdle felt a lot more comfortable once more. I walked over to the mirror behind the door, to check how IU looked - and of course, to see if my seams were indeed straight. I was glad to see they were indeed located in the centre, just as Doris had insisted on. I was also quite amazed at how good I looked, because that Sarongster girdle had kept its advertised promise and taken a good 3" from my waist. I looked quite "girly" now, and the dark tan nylons made my legs look really glamorous. A quick glance at the storeroom clock told me I had just a minute left, so I quickly put my beige store coat on to hide the girdle, and just hoped nobody would be in the shop to notice my unusually shiny and tanned legs poking out of the bottom of the coat! I opened the door and headed out into the shop... Luckily, there were no customers in the shop, in fact there didn't seem to be anybody there at all! I looked all around for Doris, Debbie and Dianne, but no sign of any of them. Then, I noticed the door to Doris's office was closed, but I could hear faint voices from inside. So, I walked up to her office door, and knocked. "Come in." said a faint Doris-like voice. So, I thought I'd surprise her and the other 2 ladies by unbuttoning my storecoat ready to show them how well I'd managed the girdle and nylons, opened the door and walked straight in, opening the front of my coat as I entered so they could see how everything was fitting me. Doris was sitting at her office chair facing me, with Debbie and Dianne right behind her. "Well, what do you think, ladies?" I said, taking off the coat altogether for them to get a better look. I then thought it would be a good idea to do a sort of girly pirouette, so they could see how well I'd managed with the nylons. That's when I nearly fainted with shock - because to my left were both my sister and mother! I could have died on the spot, honestly. My mother stared at me sternly and said, "Dave, just what the hell are you doing wearing that girdle and those nylons, you little sissy!" All I could do was stammer something about "job experience", while blushing an even deeper shade of crimson. Then mum suddenly said, in a much less stern voice, "Well, let's have a closer look at you, and see if you have indeed got your seams straight!" All five of them then started laughing, and I realised they were all in on the joke, and getting me into a girdle and nylons was a set-up right from the start. I was so relieved; I joined in with their laughing. Mum had a bag with her, and opened it up to reveal the same pair of black court shoes with 3" heels that I'd "borrowed" from her cupboard last year for my schoolgirl dress up with Geraldine and Wendy. "Well," said mum, "you'd better put these on again, or you'll be snagging those new nylons of yours, walking around barefooted." So, I slipped them on as ordered, and found they were still as as uncomfortable to walk in as last year, but maybe I'd been picking up some pointers from Doris without realising, on how to walk ""properly" in high heels, because when I walked around the office they all applauded at my efforts. Then finally Doris said, "Dave, we just have to finish this off with one more item - and guess what it is?" I didn't have to be Einstein to work out they were going to fit me with a padded bra, and sure enough they had one ready for me, which Debbie slipped over my arms and secured at the back. "Wow, Dave!" she said, "You really look the goods in those undies." All five of them agreed I did indeed look amazingly good, and then Doris had the idea that since they'd got me feminised this far, it would be a shame not to go the whole hog and finish the job. So, a long wig was borrowed from one of the display mannequins, and a blouse, jacket and skirt from the tailored section. I could see which way this was heading - the ladies were dressing me just like their own tailored outfits they wore in the shop. Clearly, I was going to become a fourth member of the female sales staff, there and then! The blouse and tailored suit fitted me excellently. Doris and her ladies really knew their stuff when it came to sizing a client up for fitting, even a 15- year old boy. It was a totally different experience from my previous cross-dressing experience when dressed as a schoolgirl, because now I was dressed as a grown-up, very smart business lady. The skirt was quite a tight fit compared to Geraldine's pleated school skirt, and I quickly found just why Doris, Dianne and Debbie walked in such short steps around the shop. What with the tight girdle tugging on my nylons, plus the high heels, and now the close-fitting tailored skirt, I had to follow their example and take very short steps. Doris was very kind, though, and said, "Dave, you're really taking all this very well. I don't think I was walking that well in my first pair of high heels, when I was 15 years old!" The last thing I had to do was to prove my expertise as a salesperson in the underwear department - but with my mother and sister as customers, of course! With Doris and her 2 assistants watching, I had to go behind the counter and go through the whole rigmarole of greeting my "customers", i.e. my mother and sister, as if I'd never seen them before. I went along with the whole thing, showing them our new range of girdles - which of course I could now thoroughly recommend, seeing as I was wearing one myself! They kept to their side of the charade, asking all sorts of questions about fit, control and so on, and I had to explain every detail. Well, I must have done reasonably well, because they both bought a Berlei Sarongster like mine! So ended a very different sort of day for me, starting out as a schoolboy, then delivery lad, and finally a girdle saleslady!! 'HARVE'

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Dedric had requested Sabina and I in his office which could only mean one thing, a client was willing to pay extra for an immediate session. The question is, who’s the client. You see Sabina, my best friend, and I work at Glamorous Delights. It’s a highly exclusive brothel with extremely high standards. With the high-class clientele, discretion and health are of the utmost importance. Knocking on the door we waited for permission to enter. One of Dedric’s big muscular bodyguards opens the door...

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Ayda was lying on her back, firmly nailed to the bed by the Emir's prick, and feeling very comfortable, enjoying the warmth in her behind from the smacking he had delivered in the course of their lovemaking. 'It's curious that I can enjoy him so much, yet I don't love him, ' she thought, 'He gives me so much more than Andrew ever did, in every way, the luxury, the orgasms, the spankings, the mastery; even his ignoring me at times makes me feel more intensely when I am with him. I...

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Delivering Dominance Book 2 Setting Expectations

“Kelly…what the FUCK was going on at your place with videocall…when did he leave? I expected you over here earlier than your husband getting home!” “Lori, my puss is HIS…I have given myself to him, COMPLETELY! It felt so easy to give myself to him, to give him control of me…it was so liberating to take control of my puss…to knowingly take control and give it to him…I have never felt so in control of myself, and comfortable with giving that control to someone…” “Kelly…what the actual...

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Time Manipulation Mind ControlChapter 19 MindControl Delights

Krystal Sampson Did I ruin my friendship with Ji-Yun? I had hidden the fact I was gay from her, and I had a big crush on her, for months. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I’d known her for as long as I could remember. I felt like we been friends all fourteen years of my life. My earliest childhood memory was running around the house with her, the pair of us chasing after Justin because he stole my doll. I hoped this dumb gas attack didn’t ruin everything. I had snatches of doing such...

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