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Fin de partie pour Christeen

Ce soir c’est une grande f?te chez John. Son esclave Christeen va avoir quarante ans. Tous ses amis sont invit?s. Mais si la f?te est belle, elle est aussi inattendue. Christeen va annoncer ? tout le monde que son contrat d’esclave s’ach?ve ?galement ce soir. Non pas que John soit lass? des services de cette belle femme, d?sormais parfaitement bien entra?n?e ? subir tous les s?vices et ? innover dans le monde du SM, mais simplement parce que c’est la fin d’un contrat ? dur?e d?termin? sign? il y a quinze ans et qui s’ach?ve ? son terme naturel sans que les parties n’y puissent rien. La force de leur relation tient dans le strict respect des r?gles. Celle-ci, ils l’ont imagin? au tout d?but de leur relation, avant m?me qu’elle connaisse son d?ploiement formidable qui ont fait un couple SM reconnu et souvent vedette des soir?es les plus intenses. Le respect de la r?gle est dur. Mais l’un et l’autre y tiennent. Ils ont souvent discut? de l’apr?s contrat. Que faire apr?s avoir connu une telle intensit??? Le luxe et la volupt?, comme l’apprentissage du plaisir dans la souffrance. Les voyages de la jet society, mais les semaines de privation dans un cachot sombre et humide, enchain?e entre les mains de tortionnaires soudoy?s par John pour briser ses r?sistances. Que faire pour aller plus loin encore, mais cette fois,seule, de sa propre initiative??

Christeen a beaucoup r?fl?chi au cours de cette derni?re ann?e o?  son entrainement a connu une s?v?risation croissante. Ses relations avec John se sont distendues, d’un commun accord, pour pr?parer cette issue. Il fallait d?finitivement ?liminer toute implication affective dans leur relation. Avec le temps en effet au-del? de la strict relation SM s’?tait institu?e une complicit? amoureuse pr?judiciable ? la puret? de leur relation ma?tre/esclave. En m?me temps, il a ainsi voulu parfaire son dressage, repousser sans cesse ses limites, pour la pr?parer ? une nouvelle vie lorsqu’elle aura retrouv? sa libert?. Elle a ?t? enferm?e en latex pendant de longs mois dans l’obscurit? totale, attach?e ? un lit sommaire en caoutchouc par un jeu complexe de chaines limitant sa libert?? quelques gestes sommaires. Elle dut porter outre sa cagoule un masque de fer int?gral, une sph?re lisse ne lui laissant aucune perception du monde ext?rieur, l’obligeant pendant de longues journ?es d’isolement total ? imaginer l’issue de son esclavage. Car le soir de la fin du contrat, Christeenretrouvera sa libert? vis-?-vis de John, mais pas vis-?-vis d’elle m?me. Totalement impr?gn?e par ses quinze ann?es de SM intense, elle n’a pu imaginer autre chose que continuer cette vie de soumission, de tensions, de risques. Mais la question pour elle est pour quoi, pour qui, apr?s avoir connu ce qui peut ?tre imagin? de plus intense, mais aussi de plus beau. Ce soir elle va d?voiler ? John comme ? ses amis ses solutions, d?ment r?fl?chies.

Aux origines

Cette date du 15 septembre 2010 ?tait inscrite en petites lettres dans le contrat qu’elle a sign? en 1995. Elle avait vingt-cinq, venait de sortir d’un cycle d’?tudes dans les meilleures universit?s d’Europe, et s’appr?tait ? une carri?re qu’elle imaginait brillante, probablement avocate internationale.  Elle avait rencontr? quelques mois auparavant un homme plus ?g? qu’elle, pr?sent? par des amis, un anglais travaillant ? la City.  Leur rencontre fut initialement tr?s banale. Des sorties en commun, quelques nuits arrach?es ? un emploi du temps intense, mais ce qui d?clencha le changement de nature de leur relation fut le premier cadeau de John, une jupe en vinyl noir, toute simple mais de belle facture.  Elle trouva cette mati?re souple et brillance intrigante, et commen?a ? se documenter sur les premiers sites internet de l’?poque et ? travers les revues qui parlaient de mode SM. Assez rapidement,elle sentit le besoin de se familiariser avec ce monde pour elle encore souterrain qui commen?ait ? l’intriguer, puis ? l’attirer. Elle s’en ouvrit aupr?s de John, d’abord tr?s discr?tement puis encourag?e par ses r?ponses elle voulut en savoir plus. Il l’accompagna dans quelques boutiques sp?cialis?es et progressivement ses achats pass?rent du vinyl au latex., du latex aux articles de bondage. En quelques mois, ils assembl?rentune garde-robe superbe que Christeen n’h?sitait nullement ? porter tous les jours dans la rue et m?me au travail, v?tue de latex et de cir?s. La nuit elle dormait en combinaison de latex, dans des sacs et cagoules de plus en plus ?touffants, demandant sans cesse plus de tension, de contr?le. Il arrivait qu’elle renon?ait ? se lever pour rester emprisonn?e en latex, passion que John n’h?sitait pas ? accompagner et ? encourager, sans difficult? tant elle se montrait enthousiaste, d?termin?e, imaginative. Puis ce furent leurs premi?res sorties en soir?e SM, o? elle montrait un enthousiasme et une capacit? ? souffrir rapidement reconnus dans la communaut? londonienne. Apr?s de longues discussions, John ?mit l’hypoth?se qu’elle abandonne toute activit? pour vivre ? ses c?t?s. Mais Christeen refusait d’?tre une compagne classique, elle voulait ?tre soumise et provoquer les d?sirs lesplus s?v?res de John pour explorer son masochisme naissant et d?j? prometteur. Rapidement, elle passait des jours entiersenchain?e en latex dans le cachot qu’ils avaient ensemble emm?nag? dansleur r?sidence. Puis elle souhaita ?tre tatou?e et perc?e. Quelques motifs peu impliquant jusqu’au moment o? ils d?cid?rent ensemble qu’elle allait devenir son esclave. Le 15 septembre 1995 elle choisissait pour quinze ans d’ob?ir en tous points ? John, de perdre tous droits sur sa sexualit? et elle d?cidait seule de se faisait tatouer  sur le pubis ?? John’s slave??.

La c?r?monie

Les invit?s ?taient tous l?, la plupart v?tu en latex ou en cuir, quelques uns d?j? en bondage, cagoul?s ou menott?s. Le champagne coulait. A minuit, les lumi?res furent ?teintes et on entendit des pas se rapprocher.  Tenue en laisse par John, Christeen fit une entr?e dramatique dans la p?nombre dans le silence le plus total. Une tr?s longue cape de latex noir, touchant pratiquant le sol, dissimulait ses traits. Arriv?s au milieu de la grande pi?ce, John d?tacha symboliquement Christeen,qui s’agenouilla, et prit la parole.

?? Mes amis, nous sommes r?unis pour c?l?brer les quinze ans du contrat qui nous a li?. Au cours de ces quinze ann?es, une jeune femme  dou?e a d?lib?r?ment choisi la voie sem?e d’emb?ches de l’esclavage. A chaque ?tape elle a r?affirm? ses choix et v?cu sous ma f?rule un itin?raire exemplaire. Ce soir, ce contrat prend fin. Elle est libre de tous liens ? mon ?gard. Mais si Christeen a souhaite que vous soyez ici pour l’aider ? choisir la suite de son parcours, c’est qu’elle a d?cid? de ne pas revenir ? une vie classique, mais de poursuivre son itin?raire SM vers des horizons nouveaux. Cette derni?re ann?e avec moi l’a pr?par?e physiquement et psychologiquement, mais vous connaissez sa d?termination, son courage et son sens absolu du plaisir.  La voie qu’elle a choisi ne m’est pas connue, ni d’elle m?me d’ailleurs. Elle a pr?par? m?thodiquement cinq sc?narios que vous allez choisir pour elle, anonymement, par bulletin secret. Dans quelques instants elle prendra la parole pour expliquer ces sc?narios et votre choix s’imposera ? elle, sans recours. L’un d’entre vous sera choisi par tirage au sort pour mettre en ?uvre le sc?nario choisi. Elle ne connaitra jamais son identit?.  Christeen a ?galement choisi de quitter ce soir cette pi?ce et sa vie pr?c?dente sans argent, sans aucune ressource, et avec les seuls v?tements qu’elle porte maintenant. D?sormais un monde nouveau s’ouvre ? elle. A vous d’en d?cider les modalit?s, quelles qu’elles soient.??

Les applaudissement fusent alors que John aide Christeen ? se relever et d?couvre la capuche de la cape pour r?v?ler un visage enti?rement recouvert d’une  ?paisse cagoule de latex noir, sans ouverture en dehors de deux trous pour les narines. Seul ?merge de ce visage anonyme un imposant anneau en acier de quelques centim?tres de diam?tre attach? ? son nez. John d?tache la cape qui tombe en plis sur le sol, r?v?lant un splendide cir? noir, d’une magnifique brillance, tombant sur des bottes en vinyl noir. Christeen aux mains ?galementgant?es de vinyl noir a les bras s?v?rement attach?s dans le dos par plusieurs bracelets d’acier inox, attach?s par des cadenas. L’image est superbe, ce corps enserr? de noir brillant, ?l?gant et svelte, dont seul ?merge l’anneau et les bandeaux  d’acier inoxydable brillant. A nouveau lesapplaudissements accompagnent ce spectacle solennel. John d?tache alors les cadenas qui puis les bracelets, lib?rant les bras de Christeen qui d?tache la ceinture et d?boutonne  lentement le cir?, que John l’aide ensuite ? retirer pour faire appara?tre  une somptueuse robe de cuir vernis rouge, descendant au dessous des genoux pour entraver la marcheL La robe recouvre ce qu’on devine ?tre une combinaison de latex int?gral dont la cagoule fait partie int?gra. John retire le cadenas qui commande la fermeture ?clair de la robe, d?fait la fermeture et retire la robe qui d?couvre en totalit? la combinaison int?grale de latex. L? encore seuls ?mergent plusieurs anneaux d’acier, de taille identique, aux seins et entre les jambes., dont pend ?galement une lourde chaine d’environ trente centim?tres de longueur.

C’est alors qu’entre dans la pi?ce un jeune homme largement tatou?, poussant un plateau ? roulettes sur lequel sont dispos?s des instruments rapidement identifi?s par les spectateurs, experts, comme des pistolets de tatouage.

John reprend la parole?: ?? Christeen m’a demand? d’?tre l’ex?cuteur de sa premi?re volont? de femme libre. Je ne m’y suis pas oppos?, mais je n’en connais pas les d?tails???.  Il guide Christeen vers un fauteuil o? il l’aide ? s’asseoir avant de fixer solidement chevilles et poignets au montants du fauteuil par des sangles en cuir cadenass?es. Puis in d?tache le cadenas qui verrouille l’anneau du septum, puis celui de la fermeture ?clair de la cagoule et lib?re d?licatement le visage de Christeen. Une rumeur d’?tonnement se propage dans l’assembl?e. Emerge du latex noir un visage m?connaissable. Ceux qui connaissaient le visage de Christeen, la plupart du temps masqu?, appr?ciaient ses longs cheveux bruns, rassembl?es en queue de cheval dans les cagoules latex ou cuir. L? appara?t un cr?ne totalement lisse, enti?rement ras?. Plus ?tonnant encore, Christeen n’a plus de sourcils, ce qui donne une expression encore plus intense ? son regard vert clair.

John  laisse l’?motion se dissiper puis reprend la parole.

??Moi, John, ma?tre de Christeen depuis quinze ans, je confirme qu’au terme de son contrat d’esclavage librement consenti et maintes fois confirm? officiellement, l’esclave christeen redevient ce soir Christeen, femme libre de tous ses agissements.??

C’est alors ? Christeen de prendre la parole. ??moi, christeen, esclave depuis quinze ans de John,  a v?cu sous sa direction un parcours exceptionnel dans le monde du f?tichisme, du bondage, de la torture librement consentis. Je le remercie pour son appui, son assistance de tous les instants, son sens de l’esth?tique, sa culture, mais plus que tout pour son exceptionnelle duret? qui fait de moi, Chritsteen, une femme ind?pendante et fi?re de ce chemin accompli sous sa direction. J’ai d?cid? aujourd’hui de poursuivre dans la voie de la soumission et du SM. Ma volont? est claire et irr?vocable. Ayant connu le meilleur, je souhaite d?sormais vivre le pire jusqu’? la fin de ma vie et en acc?l?rer ainsi l’?ch?ance. Pendant les quelques instants qui vont suivre, je vais prendre les premi?res et derni?res d?cisions ind?pendantes de ma vie de soumise. Cette fen?tre de libert? je vais l’exploiter pour vous confier, librement, le soin de d?cider de la suite de mon parcours. J’ai con?u cinq sc?narios entre lesquels vous allez devoir choisir. Je m’y soumettrai totalement dans quelques heures. Ils sont, vous le verrez, intenses. Je vous demande d?s maintenant de vous plier ? ces choix qui pourront vous choquer et peut-?tre vous ?mouvoir. N’y voyez rien d’autre que l’expression d’un d?sir intense, n? de la pratique des ces quinze ann?es, nourri de lectures, d’exp?riences d’amies soumises. N’ayez aucune tristesse, aucune compassion, je suis libre de mes choix et de mon corps, pour un temps.  J’assume toutes les cons?quences et je d?livre de toute culpabilit? ou m?me simple ?motion ceux qui m’aideront ? accomplir mes choix.

Mais auparavant je voudrais inscrire de fa?on lisible et d?finitive ce qui r?sume mon programme. J’ai demand? ? John ? recevoir de nouveaux tatouages que ceux qu’il m’a d?j? offerts et que vous d?couvrirez. Il m’a donn? son accord pour organiser cette c?r?monie, qui va prendre environ deux heures au cours desquelles je vous invite ? vous amuser. ??

Elle se tourne alors vers le tatoueur pour lui donner ses instructions. Puis reprend la parole?: ??Ce jeune homme va me tatouer sur le cr?ne les lettre majuscules, ?paisses et ? l’encre noire ??FTWTD??, puis il ?crira sur mon pubis, au dessus des initiales de John et du mot ??John’s slave?, tatou?s il y a douze ans maintenant, l’explication de ces cinq lettres.

Auparavant il ?crira ??former?? devant John slave ainsi que la date d’aujourd’hui. Vous souhaitez tous savoir que ce que veulent dire les lettres FTWTD. Je vous laisse imaginer.  Vous pouvez remplir un bulletin avec vos initiales. Le ou la gagnante recevront un prix d’exception.  Maintenant laissons travailler ce jeune homme.??

Quelle issue pour Christeen??

Quelques heures plus tard., le tatouage termin?, Christeen reparait v?tue de la seule cape latex, sans cagoule ni capuche, le crane d?sormais abondamment tatou?.

?? Me voici ? nouveau devant vous. Pardonnez l’aspect de mes tatouages, il faut quelques jours encore pour les cicatriser parfaitement et leur donner le caract?reesth?tique que cet artistechevronn? leur a conf?r?. Applaudissez-le?! Maintenant nous allons proc?der au choix. Vous avez re?u chacun cinq jetons, num?rot?s de un ? cinq. Je vais maintenant vous d?tailler les cinq sc?narios entre lesquels vous allez choisir pour moi. Le gagnant de la petite devinette dont vous connaissez tous le sens maintenant pour l’avoir d?chiffr? sur mon pubis?:?? Fuck This Whore To Death?? sera charg? de superviser pour le temps n?cessaire l’ex?cution du sc?nario, ou, si vous le pr?f?rez, de la sentence. Seul John conna?tra l’identit? de cette personne qui Il lui apportera son assistance technique et financi?re. Je les remercie tous les deux pour cette mission.

Voici les sc?narios entre lesquels je vous demande d’arbitrer. Ils ont fait l’objet de beaucoup de m?ditations au cours de cette derni?re ann?e. Ils sont pour la plupart matures, m?me si certains d?tails d’ex?cution font encore d?faut. Tous r?pondent ? des d?sirs profonds que je n’ai pu encore, vous comprendrez pourquoi, satisfaire.

Sc?nario 1?: vous prenez ? la lettre imm?diatement  le message d?sormais inscrit sur mon cr?ne. C’est une solution simple, efficace et rapide pour moi. Si ce sc?nario est vot?, vous disposerez imm?diatement de moi. J’ai fait organiser une salle de torture dans la pi?ce ? c?t?. Avec tous les instruments n?cessaires. Au terme d’une s?ance de plusieurs longues heures que je souhaite imaginative et intense, telle que vous en avez tous r?v?, je vous demanderai d’utiliser les ressources d’un fauteuil sp?cial, que John a d?j? fr?quemment utilis? sur moi, qui est en fait une chaise ?lectrique am?ricaine achet?e ? prix d’or, mais jusqu’alors brid?e dans ses capacit?s disons ??terminales??. Elle se compose d’?lectrodes, dont deux plugs vaginal et anal,  coupl?es ? un masque ? gaz synchronis? avec l’intensit? du courant qui assure la r?duction programm?e du flux d’air. En poussant ? fond les capacit?s de cette machine, la patiente, ou la condamn?e, succombe alors dans un double orgasme li? ? l’intensit? de l’excitation ?lectrique et ? l’asphyxie programm?e. Il est bien ?videmment possible de jouer sur les param?tres de r?glage pour que cette proc?dure prenne des heures. J’ai pu l’exp?rimenter ? maintes reprises en r?vant que le processus aille jusqu’? son terme ce que mon ma?tre d’alors a toujours refus? en d?pit de mes demandes pressantes. L’avantage de ce sc?nario est que vous en b?n?ficierez tous, l’inconv?nient, ou peut-?tre l’accomplissement de mon v?u le plus intime, est de mettre un terme rapide ? mon destin, qui dans tous les cas de figure sera de toute fa?on limit? dans le temps.

Sc?nario 2?: c’est une illustration pr?cise du slogan inscrit sur mon cr?ne. Il s’agit de me remettre ? une organisationsecr?te, bien ?videmment, qui met ? disposition de ses clients, riches hommes d’affaires de tous pays, avec une croissance rapide des clients chinois, des prostitu?es masochistes. La r?gle d’or est l’absence delimite, le slogan commercial est ??no safe-word??.. Dans cette organisation tout est autoris?, tortures, amputations, jusqu’? la mise ? mort de l’esclave. Mon slogan commercial FTWTD sera une garantie de l’issue terminale. Dans les meilleurs des cas l’esp?rance de vie est de quelques ann?es, ce qui estsans aucun doute plus favorable pour moi que le sc?nario 1, mais me promet de longues et ?puisantes souffrances, jusqu’? l’issue fatale, accidentelle ou, ce que je souhaite, programm?e ce qui est mon r?ve absolu.

Sc?nario 3?: c’est le plus artistique sans aucun doute. Vous connaissez mon go?t immod?r? pour les tatouages, limit? jusqu’alors par le souci de mon pr?c?dent ma?tre de ne pas alt?rer mon corps. Il s’agit l? de couvrir compl?tement mon corps au cours de la prochaine ann?e de tatouages. Je serai bien ?videmment intern?e en cellule pendant cette p?riode avec une s?ance par jour faite par le jeune et talentueux tatoueur que vous avez vu ?uvrer.  Quand je dis ??compl?tement??, je pense ?videmment ? un body suit int?gral couvrant totalement le visage et toutes les parties visibles.  Je serai ensuite confi?e ? l’organisation en charge du sc?nario 2 avec je pense une valeur marchande accrue et donc une esp?rance de vie meilleure, m?me si vivre totalement tatou?e repr?sente un d?fi. J’ajoute que ce tatouage int?gral sera accompagn? d’une augmentation du nombre de mes piercings. L’int?r?t pour vous est de participer au design d’ensemble, choix des dessins, des mots et phases, choix de l’emplacement, de la forme et de la taille des piercings. Si cette option est retenue, je laisserai libre cours ? votre imagination pour proposer les dessins les plus intenses et les plus durs pour moi. Mon ex?cuteur testamentaire les choisira en optant toujours pour ce qu’il y a de plus inf?mant, d?gradant, obsc?ne. Je compte sur lui, ou elle, pour ne faire preuve d’aucune limite.

Sc?nario 4?: le plus ??terrien??. Il s’agit d’accomplir un des mes fantasmes fr?quent, un r?ve de ??total enclosure??. J’ai a plusieurs reprises connu cette situation. Il s’agit d’?tre totalement momifi?e en latex et enterr?e vivante dans un sarcophage. L? o? le sc?nario diff?re avec ceux que j’ai v?cus, c’est qu’il n’y aura pas d’autre issue que de rester d?finitivement dans cette situation. Le sarcophage, ?quip? de toutes les lignes de vie n?cessaires pour me permettre de respirer, d’?tre aliment?e, hydrat?e et ?tre stimul?e sexuellement et sur le plan musculaire pour diff?rer une atrophie trop rapide demon syst?me, sera en effet enferm? dans un bloc de b?ton d?finitif o? je pourrai survivre je pense quelques ann?es jusqu’? ce que les syst?mes se d?branchent d’eux m?mes. Je vous proposerai, si cette solution est choisie de d?finir le nombre de jours de fonctionnement du syst?me entre  deux et quatre chiffres.

Sc?nario 5?: c’est peut-?tre le plus s?v?re. Dans cette situation, je serai l?ch?e librement dans les faubourgs de Bangkok ou de Mumba?, habill?e en latex comme je suis apparue tout ? l’heure, et confi?e ? une organisation locale de prostitution sp?cialis?e dans l’abattage. Mais pour m’assurer que rien ne pourra s’opposer ? mon sort, je devrais pour ma survie d?pendre de la r?mun?ration de mon activit? et du support de mon environnement. A cette fin, je demande ? ?tre pr?alablement amput?e des deux mains afin de devenir totalement d?pendante pour tous les actes de ma vie. Je souhaite ?galement ?tre amput?e du clitoris et des grandes et petites l?vres pour n’offrir ? mes clients que le plus sommaire des orifices. Je sais que c’est un sc?nario extr?me, choquant vos consciences occidentales qui n’acceptent qu’un SM esth?tique. Il correspond ?galement ? un de mes r?ves. J’en ai souvent parl? ? John qui l’a refus? en d?pit de mon insistance acharn?e. J’avais aussi imagin?e ?tre amput?e des deux bras, option qui vous est ouverte si vous le d?sirez.

Vous comprenez d?sormais le sens du slogan ??Fuckthiswhore to death??. Je d?sire vivre intens?ment cette fin de partie, sans limite ni retenue. Mon int?grit? physique m’indiff?re, comme je l’ai d?j? exprim? ? plusieurs reprises aupr?s de mon pr?c?dent ma?tre.Je serai ?quip?e d’une puce, qui me sera enfouie sous la peau demain si vous ne choisissez pas le sc?nario 1 et qui pendant dix ans au plus donnera ? mon ex?cuteur testamentaire ma position g?ographique. Elle est programm?e pour envoyer ?galement le signal de la fin de mes fonctions vitales. Ainsi vous pourrez me suivre dans mes prochaines activit?s. Je souhaite souffrir jusqu’? en mourir, accomplissement supr?me d’une vie enti?rement d?di?e au plaisirs les plus intenses et les plus sauvages.??

Christeen ach?ve l? son discours devant une assistance stup?faite et sans voix. Quelques instants d’un silence ?pais suivent. Femmes et hommes se regardent, ? la fois effondr?s par le sort auquel s’est condamn?e Christeen et sous le choc de leur propre responsabilit? devant ces choix horribles, certes enfouis dans l’inconscient de chacun, rompu aux d?lices v?n?neux du SM, mais jamais ?voqu?s avec autant de brutalit? mais aussi de grandeur. Eros et Thanatos r?unis dans cette femme ?l?gante dans sa combinaison de latex, troublante avec son cr?ne d?pourvu de toute asp?rit?, et tellement lucide et intense dans le r?cit de sa condamnation. Et puis, apr?s quelques pesantes minutes, une des femmes commen?a ? applaudir, une seconde suivit, puis de proche en proche chacun sortit de son mutisme pour participer ? ce concert d’applaudissements. Une jeune femme, ?galement chauve et tatou?e, se d?tache du groupe et demande la parole.

??Christeen, nous te remercions de cette formidable le?on de lucidit? et de d?termination. Mais nous restons sans voix devant tes choix. Nous ne pouvons accepter ces sc?narios certes d?crits avec talent, refl?tant tes fantasmes les plus vifs, et j’en suis convaincu, ceux de beaucoup d’entre nous. Tu es  jeune, tu es belle, tu dois longtemps rester en vie pour continuer ton parcours. Tu ne peux exiger de nous de te condamner ? une mort s?re et horrible, dans de terribles souffrances, dans tous les cas. Cette pens?e me d?truit.?? Elle se pr?cipite alors vers Christeen pour la prendre dans ses bras et l’embrasser sur les l?vres avec intensit?, baiser que rend Christeen avec autant de fougue.

??Slave karen, je te remercie pour tes paroles. Elles me vont droit au c?ur. Nous avons souvent partag? des moments de souffrances intenses ensemble et tu as montr? la force de ton caract?re. Tu comprendras mieux que tous pourquoi j’ai choisi cette voie extr?me. Apr?s ces quinze ann?es, je ne veux plus revivre une relation certes dure mais somme toute apaisante, confiante. Je veux conna?tre l’incertitude, le risque, la douleur, la descente aux enfers, sans espoir de r?mission. Je veux ?tre s?r que personne neme viendra en aide. C’est pourquoi personnellement je ne voterai pas pour la solution 1?! Mais elle peut aussi exprimer votre volont? d’abr?ger mes souffrances ou tout simplement participer ? une c?r?monie intense et fort heureusement rare? Je sais que j’aurais peur, que je douterai, que je voudrais parfois mettre de moi-m?me un terme anticip? ? mes souffrances mais je m’y refuse par avance. Je veux laisser le soin au destin de d?cider de mon sort. Je vous demande instamment de maintenant d?lib?rer entre vous pour choisir avant votre vote.  Je vous laisse toute la nuit si vous le souhaitez. Je veux ? l’aube soit ?tre ex?cut?e au terme du sc?nario 1 soit ?tre confi?e ? l’ex?cuteur testamentaire qui proc?dera ? la suite des op?rations. Mais vous devez exprimer un choix imm?diatement mis en ?uvre, sans h?sitation aucune. D?s demain, si je survis, je serai exp?di?e pour ex?cuter votre sentence. Tous mes papiers d’identit? seront d?truits. Mon nom sera  celui grav? sur mon ventre ??This Whore??. Je vous demanderai, mes amis, de ne pas pleurer, de ne pas vous opposer ? mon sort, librement choisi. Sachez que ma derni?re pens?e sera pour John qui a guid? mes pas jusqu’alors et nourri cette passion de l’extr?me. Mais je suis seule responsable de mon destin. Le choix vous incombe maintenant. Pendant vos r?flexions, je vous attendrai sereine et d?termin?e en bondage intense. Je vais ? nouveau rev?tir mes v?tements, puis refermer la capuche de ma cape qui ne me laisse qu’un mince filet d’air de respiration. Je vous demanderai de m’attacher ? nouveau sur le fauteuil de tatouage, de serrer tr?s fort les sangles et je demande cet ultime service ? John?.

Plusieurs heures plus tard, apr?s d’intenses d?lib?rations, et le vote fatal, le groupe revient vers Krtisteen. Slave karen se rapproche de son amie, et lui d?gage la capuche.

??Christeen, souhaites-tu conna?tre la sentence????

Christeen opine. ??Christeen souhaites-tu ?tre d?gag?e de la cagoule pour entendre????

Christeen r?pond n?gativement. Salve karen reprend la parole.

?This Whore, puisque c’est ton nouveau nom, tes amis, apr?s de longues d?lib?rations, ont d?cid? de ton sort selon ta volont?. Nous savons et admirons ta d?termination. Nous comprenons qu’elle r?pond ? un intense d?sir de  destruction masochiste auquel nous voulons rendre un dernier hommage. Nous admirons le tatouage sur le crane qui affiche avec une belle ?nergie ton choix. Nous appr?cions la qualit? des sc?narios que tu as d?taill?s avec force. Nous allons r?pondre ? ta demande sans nous d?tourner de notre mission, par respect pour ton courage et tes choix. Voici ce que nous avons choisi.??

??The Whore, pour vous permettre de prendre connaissance de notre sentence, nous allons vous d?tacher de votre fauteuil, vous allez vous lever??

Christeen, d?tach?e, se l?ve, v?tue de sa seule cape.

Slave karen poursuit?: ??The Whore, vous avez d?cid? au terme de votre contrat d’esclavage conclu avec John, ici pr?sent, d’exploiter votre nouvelle libert? en nous proposant cinq sc?narios extr?mes. Chacun de ces sc?narios a fait l’objet de d?bats intenses, pour analyser selon vos v?ux la duret? du traitement que vous avez choisi de subir, la nature des risques et in fine d’appr?cier la dur?e probable de votre traitement. En cons?quence nous avons choisi ? l’unanimit? le sc?nario X?

Ainsi, des maintenant votre vie est plac?e sous le contr?le de votre ex?cuteur testamentaire qui deviendra le superviseur de la sentence pendant toute la dur?e de votre vie, quelqu’en soit le terme, rapproch? ou lointain?. The Whore, je me permets avec l’accord du groupe de vous faire conna?tre le nom de cette personne. Il s’agit de moi, slave karen. Je tiens ?galement ? vous dire qu’au cours des derni?res heures, je viens de signer avec John le m?me contrat que le votre, pour une p?riode de cinq ann?es. En effet depuis un an je suis devenue son esclave. Mais sans laisser un suspens sur mes intentions, j’ai ajout? en annexe au contrat  les cinq sc?narios que vous avez d?crits que je subirai ?galement ? partir du 15 septembre 2015. J’ajoute que d?sireuse de ne pas distraire mon ma?tre par mon ?ventuel plaisir, j’ai demand? comme condition de la signature de con contrat une ablation imm?diate du clitoris et des l?vres ainsi que la couture d?finitive de l’entr?e de mon vagin. Cette condition a ?t? accept?e.

The Whore, souhaitez vous exprimer un ultime commentaire sur la sentence ? laquelle vous avez ?t? condamn?e de votre propre initiative. Acceptez-vous de vous conformer en tous points ? cette sentence imm?diatement ex?cutoire???.

The Whore, a l’?nonc? de la sentence, n’a pas tressailli. Une chaleur intense s’est toutefois empar?e d’elle, la conduisant ? un orgasme sourd et violent. Ainsi elle allait conna?tre le ch?timent tant esp?r?. Elle allait se dissoudre dans le d?sir absolu de plaisir et de souffrance jusqu’? son terme ultime. Et son amie en sera l’instrument. d?termin?e sans aucun doute, jusqu’? la fin, montrant ainsi par elle-m?me avez z?le sa propre d?termination ? emprunter le m?me chemin.  Brisant le silence, The Whore prend la parole ??J’accepte avec enthousiasme et d?tremintaion cette sentence. Je m’en montrearai digne. Je f?licite slave karen et j’admire son courage et sMerci ? tous?! Ce sera mon dernier mot, mon ultime message?!??.

Belle issue pour Christeen.

Lecteur, ? vous de choisir, quel serait votre choix??

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I wasn't all that keen on going to the game with my husband Rob. Although he's an ardent supporter of the local team, those sorts of sporting events really aren't my thing I'd seen the television coverage of some of these games; the cameramen, besides covering the action on the field, frequently picking out any sexy looking tarts in the largely male dominated crowd. I think that it was with that sort of thing in mind, that my husband wanted me to go with him. This idea was further borne out...

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Forrest

We waved bye to Forrest’s and my parents as they drove off. It was summer break and they would be gone for several days. My friend Forrest and his 9 year old sister, Scout, were staying at my house for the time they were gone. None of our parents wanted us to be home alone, but they were fine if we were together. I was 15 and Forrest was 14, but he looks 10 or 11. I live in the middle of nowhere, but we found plenty of things to do during the day, but my favorite time was at night. My...

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 12

Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...

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It was the summer before my second year of high school when I got a call from Darci Smith asking me to meet her at the high school the next day to help her clean out the costume room. Now Darci is the drama club teacher and the art teacher. Every guy in the school wants to fuck her and masterbates to her. Darci is in her early thirties, married, and looks like she is still twenty one. She has nice mid size tits, a fine ass, big blue eyes and blonde hair. She has a pert little hard body and...

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Mr Forrester

"There's a man here to see you, Mr. Forrester; he says he's a detective from the Denver Police Force." Oh-oh, thought John. "Ok, send him in, Angela." "Hello, Mr Forrester; my name is Paul Donohue, I'm a detective from the Denver Police Force." "What can I do for you, Detective Donohue?" as I pressed the intercom so Angela could listen in discreetly out at her desk. "Well, Mr. Forrester, sometime last year I was handed a case in Denver that has us all baffled. It seems that two...

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Glendas Revenge

Glenda's Revenge By PYT It was evening and I was glad it was Friday. I entered the brew pub and there was Jim seated in the center not far from the counter. "What's up?" I said. "Hey, Sam. How goes it?" "Same old. I put that Glenda out on her butt." "The hot waitress that works here? I thought you liked her a lot?" "I did, but you know I'm not the long term type. She was cramping my style. She wanted to spend the night all the time and she got mad because I was seeing a...

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Glenda

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Mehendi Lagake Bhai Ko Phasaya

Hi i am riya from bhubaneswar mujhe jab pata chala ki sex exp ko asi net pe share karte hai to me bhi apni exp share karna chahati hu jo apko pasanda ayegi me jo bol ne ja rahi hu wo mere bhai ke sath mera peheli bar thi mujhe pehele se exp hai thodi thodi. Ab me bina bore kiye hua apko mere family ke bare batati hu meri family ek higher middil class family hai mummy papa me aur mera ek chota bhai hai me 26 ki hu aur mera bhai 23 ki haiye kahani 2 saal pehele ki hai . are me to apni bare apko...

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The Foremans Foreskin

I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free time. 'Aah, come in.' he said as I stepped through the door. 'Have a seat.' His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere...

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Nufriend two lonely gamers

bob was coming by later tonight, as usual our plan was to get buzzed and play video games all night (well not all night, sexual frustration combined with inabition blocking d**gs had led to masturbation with unspokeen bounderies like: under the cover, no touching and absolutely dont get your stuff on me. while I waited I flopped on the couch, lit up a bowl and noticed a dvd on the table. thinking out loud i said "huh, bob must have left this when he dropped off this smoke earlier today". I...

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SerendipityChapter 8

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Kendra Enjoys a Woman for the First Time While Hubby Watches

I’m at a party with my wife Kendra and a bunch of other couples at Sara and Lou’s house. The party is fairly normal but the alcohol is flowing quite liberally and most people are either very buzzed or completely intoxicated. Around 1 am, the party starts to wind down and most couples leave, and it happens to be just Kendra and I with Sara and Lou. Sara is by far the drunkest of the four of us and she is giving us a hard time about our vacation without any kids and how great it must have been....

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Meeting at Bedford Mills

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Kendra Enjoys Her Day Where My Focus Is to Please Her

It was an early Saturday morning, and I surprised Kendra by gently taking off her pajama bottoms while she was still asleep. I tried my best to not disturb her, but she looked down and asked, “What are you doing?” As I pulled the bottoms off, I came up and kissed her pussy gently through her panties and said, “Today is your day sweetie, I want to make it special and I’m gonna start the day off by worshipping your pussy.” I heard a little moan as I kissed her pussy through her panties. My mouth...

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