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Sitting in the window of Southgate near Central Park looking over the greenery and rocks of the city sanctuary; Irene seemed relaxed, sipping her coffee and perusing the excellent menu whilst talking about the most outrageous behaviour. She was primly dressed in black and fur but showing a plunging neckline and fiercely high red heels.

She had agreed to meet me when I contacted her about her latest undertaking, the purchase of land in upstate New York and up towards the Hamptons on Long Island. I really wished to inquire about her business rather than her investments but that might have been dangerous.

For me.

“You have invested in land that is not zoned for building?”

“Yes, there are a few houses and farm buildings there but nothing significant.”

“Why in such isolated locations?”

“For me the isolation is an asset not a disadvantage.” She said, sipping her coffee with pursed lips.

“But you have bought for 100 Million, so investment must be uppermost in your mind?”

Placing down the cup delicately she traced the rim with her forefinger. For a moment she seemed to be deeply considering her answer. Rings on her fingers, a flash of rainbow reflection from the diamonds.

“Investment for me is not losing value. That is I pursue my own goals and interests for my own reasons. It so happens that I have a small stake in a business venture up in the north of Long Island and I wanted to buy adjacent land to add value and privacy. As for the upstate land, well, that is a long shot, we shall see if I have judged the market right.”

I considered my options carefully. Here I was, the bogus reporter for an American Investment magazine, and there she was, a woman involved in some sort of shady dealing over the last ten years.

Why bogus?

Because I am a private detective and I can sense these things…

Normally I am involved in divorce and other sticky personal cases that require tracing, patience and impersonation as well as a talent for recording and filming.

A woman who was trying to trace the disappearance of a friend of hers had hired me. God knows, normally these cases are sorted in a few hours of searches on the web and some shoe leather being left on the sidewalk. A quick few hundred bucks and a days work. This one was not working out. Already I was out of pocket on expenses with nothing to show the client.

The only lead was Miss Irene Clearmont, a sexagenarian woman who was connected to all the right people and came out of nowhere just ten years ago. Difficult to get to talk to, impossible to trace, money in spades and privacy of impenetrable proportions.

“So tell my readers about your investments in Long Island!”

“I have part of a special farm in the north of the island. A kind of training institute. We do selective breeding, training and some very specific education. The work is somewhat secretive because we are making great strides and have to protect our methods.”

“This sounds interesting, can you give me any more clues about this fascinating business.” I felt myself leaning forward a little as if in conspiratorial mode.

Irene, on the other hand, just smiled and finished her coffee. I felt one of her shoes touch the inside of my thigh, a somewhat unexpected move from this attractive but older woman. The flat sole of her stiletto rested between my legs and gently rubbed against my erection.

With a smile that would have been coy in any other woman she opened her small clutch bag and took a lipstick. With a delicate touch she renewed her lips in plum red before she consented to continue.

“If you wish, you can join me there, but it may be a little discomforting for you. Today, before I agreed to this interview, I called your magazine only to be informed that you are not on their books as a reporter. I fact it turns out that you are a private investigator and are poking about in areas of my life that I consider to be inviolate and untouchable.”

For a moment she smacked her lips to smooth the lipstick. “This is not acceptable. I am prepared to help you if you can offer a proposition that interests me!”

“I am sorry to deceive you but I need to move forward on a disappearance case that I am working on I did not mean …”

“To deceive me!” Irene finished my sentence and wriggled her foot in my crotch. “I can see three possible courses of action, each of which has advantages and disadvantages for me, the variable being your reaction.”

By now I was feeling pretty taken by her, a raging hard on and a mystery.

“So what choices do you see?”

Miss Clearmont leaned forward and I leaned also as she spoke in a whisper.

“Well we could go to my limousine and get fucked as we drive to see my investments in Long Island. I like fucking and being fucked and you do offer some possibilities in that direction. Second you can walk out of here and tell your client that the pursuit of this matter, whatever it is, is beyond your capabilities. The third possibility is for you to be completely open with me and tell me what you are investigating and who your client is.”

She leant forward a little more and I felt her unzip my pants beneath the table. I could scarcely resist her as her hand freed my erection to stand proud against the sole and heel of her shoe. A slight motion of her foot pulled my prick to attention and pressed it against the metal tip of the stiletto. Both her hand were again in sight but a slow rhythm had started and already I could feel myself moving towards orgasm.

“So what is it to be my little private dick ?” she said with a grin. “Sex or honour? Because both are not available, just a choice of one.”

Her metal heel dug under my balls and pressed on the delicate join between ass and testicles. The sole firmly pushed and stretched me to orgasm, a surge that erupted in the privacy under the table but was clear to both of us.

“Let us go to see your investments.”

“I hoped that you would see it my way.

Sex is always the best choice where I am concerned!”





A Long Trip
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I left the restaurant with Irene on my arm. She called her chauffeur on the mobile and the Mercedes pulled up at the kerb with a whisper. I opened the door for her and she slid into the leather cell with a practised action. Joining her I closed the door and turned to face.

The car pulled away from the curb with a susurration barely discernible from the inside. Irene opened her bag and pulled an envelope from it. For a moment she fumbled at the closure and then passed the photos to me.

A large house and stables, a Ferrari parked outside. These were the backgrounds of the two photos. The foreground of the one on top was a naked woman in chains and a hood with the purple marks of a savage beating on her breasts and thighs. The second was a woman of generous proportions wearing a long fur coat and holding a riding whip. A glimpse of flesh showed in the fur, a plump of sex and a rosette of nipple.

“You run a brothel?” The question slipped out involuntarily, but it was what I had been thinking of.

Irene laughed and reached to fondle me for a moment. “No not a brothel, something much more interesting!”

I must have looked a little blank as she felt that she had to elaborate. “Sex, power and satisfaction. We offer sex but not just for a straight payment for service. We train the willing and unwilling and then offer the benefits of that indoctrination to a world wide selection of exclusive clients to experience and enjoy in the privacy of their own surroundings.”

I could not stop her hands from slowly undoing my belt and pants. My mind wandered into realms of tension and pleasure. This woman, this sixty-year-old medusa, was forcing people into slavery, sexual slavery and now she was fucking me. A single one of her fingernails stroked me from balls to the damp tip of my straining erection.

“Do you want me to show you how it works? How we train and force compliance? How the victims are defiled and degraded for the subtle but painful wishes of out degenerate clients? How the torture and suffering of those we force bring pleasure as the slave is violated and punished for uncommitted crimes? Does this excite you? This power to extinguish and maim, rape and ruin?”

“Yes.” I whispered as the pleasure took control and Miss Clearmont took charge.

I did not feel the restraints go on my wrists and ankles, all I could feel was the hands that made my prick strain to come a second time. I was so falling from a height into her skilled hands. The soft fleeting brushes of fur on the very tip and the firm grip on my balls.

By the time that she had almost brought me to come I was naked and helpless and struggling, not against the restraints, but against the gratification of orgasm being over too soon. God, it had to last forever this feeling of falling, the tales of slavery and servitude.

This second coming.

The pleasure stopped before I came, the hands revoked their gift and the body of my evil partner withdrew from contact. For a moment I was just dazed, a quivering mass of flesh, lying on soft leather and my long discarded clothes. Then awareness came. Awareness of the cuffs that encircled my ankles and the soft pocketed gloves enclosing my hands. Both with delicate chains leading to eyelets in the car’s upholstery. I sat up and lifted my immobilised hands.

“You are far too self centred to be a partner of mine!” she said. “I need service and attention and now I shall show you what I mean. Still I will show you how you can be less a selfish person and give as well as receive.”

Still a little dazed from nearly coming I said, “You do not need to tie me down to make love to me!” but reason and argument was not a realistic strategy.

Her hand moved to the centre console of the car and pressed a knob. A small mechanical sound and felt my legs and arms being pulled. The chains were being wound into the car and I was being stretched implacably across the back seat in the process. Irene moved to a facing seat and watched as I was pulled and drawn out, immobilised and exposed for her complete attention.

She reached into a cabinet and pulled out a mask. With me struggling and begging she pulled it over my eyes and mouth. A leather hood covered my head and was laced tight to mould itself to my features. For a moment I struggled for air before she unplugged the brass mouth opening. I felt her strong hands hold my head as she screwed something else over my mouth and into the mask. Then a wrench and a tube penetrated my open mouth and forced its way over my tongue.

“Don’t try to talk my bitch, that is the first lesson. The second is to relax and put yourself into my hands. You are about to please me and pleasure me. If you do well you will be glad you did. On the other hand I am very demanding and a sweetheart that does not please is a lover that regrets his stubbornness. I need to feel real volume inside me, I need to be fucked and penetrated and you are my ideal tool.”

As she spoke I could feel her mounting me. At first I thought that she was going to fuck my straining cock but then she shuffled up my prone body and settled herself on the dildo that was my mouth's air supply.

Every stroke was a breath to me as her sex opened and closed the air holes running along the length of the fearsome latex device. Grasping the handle on the top of my mask she used me to satisfy herself. I was nothing more than a fuck doll, a tool for her pleasure and a thing for her grasping cunt to control. It decided if I could draw the very breath of life.

As I gasped for air, she came and scored my chest to bloody ribbons with her sharpened claws, a tiger finding heights of passion and lust as the staked goat shudders in terminal pain. She orgasmed not just from friction but from the frisson of my forced service.

“You see how you have pleased me.” she whispered in my ear, “Now I will give a little attention to you.”

I felt her hand take my straining cock. With a slow movement she pulled down exposing the delicate tip to the attentions of her other hand.

“I have to decide. Are you going to learn about my business from the inside, as an intern, or am I going to show you my hobby from the outside as a privileged visitor? Let us see how you respond to my tender lovemaking.”

I tried to resist, I really did, but the insistent rhythm of her hands blasted all thought of resistance from my head. For a moment she stopped, I waited, almost unable to breathe with the sexual tension.

When the hands returned to their work I could feel that she had turned her rings around and now the diamonds were scratching and bruising my tender flesh.

The pleasure was balanced by pain, the sensuality by discomfort.

“Is that better my little fuck-slut.” I heard her giggle as I struggled to be free of this craving, this need for pleasure as I thrust into her hands, my hips betraying my need to come at any cost.

“I think you are well suited to be trained my dear.”

Was it those words that found a deep recess of my consciousness? The thrill of giving all to this fearsome woman and falling into her power? A rush of stimulation overcame me and I came into her hands with a thrust of my fettered body. Never before had I been so high, never before had I so needed to be controlled.

“Soon we shall be there.”

I felt the root of the dildo being withdrawn from between my lips to leave me gasping in a post orgasmic trauma. A finger entered my mouth and moved over my teeth in a casual motion. The other hand still played with my fading erection, cupping me and drawing me back towards sexual need and excitement.

“Miss, please let me be yours.” I said, almost involuntarily.

“You see!” she replied, “You just need suitable training and you will be ripe for the taking. Should I not be the one to do that taking? Would it not be better to leave this over complicated life and serve me? Let me be the one to take and you will give your utmost. So simple, you just need to surrender, I would be so delighted to have you as mine.”

Miss Clearmont had brought my injured prick once more to attention. Pleasure with pain.

“If you are mine you will writhe in pain and skip with pleasure. You will serve whom I command and become my chattel. At the finish you will beg to do my bidding.”

The third time was the best and worst. I came with a whimper of pain as I gave my last to her probing hands. In the darkness of the mask her voice drove me whilst her fingers explored and penetrated. My lips longed to kiss her and my tongue to taste her but service was at her bidding not mine. At that final surge of sexual bliss I gave myself to her and felt the relief as she accepted my promise.




The End. The Beginning.
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That takes me to the end of the story of my only meeting with that beguiling medusa, Miss Irene Clearmont. But it is only the start of my remote servitude to her.

Toiling to be perfect in the hope that she notices and gets some slight word of my good conduct but I am beneath her notice. I know that now my training is fully complete in her institute of subjugation, I will be sold.

The money that I make her will purchase a fur coat or a diamond ring a small thing that gives her a moment of pleasure, but she will have long forgotten me as I go the highest bidder, to perpetual slavery.

Do I regret that flaw in my character? That defect that made me throw my life to the wind? No, it was worth the deep pleasure of capitulation because no matter who buys me and uses me I am hers forever.





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The End.

Copyright Miss Irene Clearmont 2011(Oct)

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The Interview“Steve, are you going to be long?” Victoria shouted up the stairs. “You know it’s my first interview since I stopped working – and damn, am I nervous!” Her husband trotted down the stairs, an overbearingly silly grin on his face. “Hey babe – don’t get your knickers in a twist! You’ll be fine!” “Who says I’m wearing knickers!” pouted Vicky, as he headed toward her, his hands making groping motions. Steve stopped, looking his wife up and down, taking in the fitted suit, the black...

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The Interview

My wife, Lisa, and I met at the same workplace and, whilst it was years after, she told me about how she was hired. Lisa was 27 when she applied for the job and didn't think for one second she stood any chance of getting it. She was under qualified, at the time out of work and had no references but really wanted the job and saw it as a great opportunity to get other jobs of the same ilk once she got her foot in the door. The job in question was a call center operator for a large company based...

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Sindhi Girl In Mechanical Engineering Interview 8211 Part 2

The remaining of my day went in anticipation of how the interview day will be and what the reaction of every one of my colleagues in college would be. Knowing that it was a dream company in a mechanical college, I was sure it would be crowded and chaotic for this Sindhi girl. But anyway, there was no going back now. I had to give the interview at any cost, as my mom had made it very much clear. And finally, the day of the interview arrived. The interview was to start around morning 8:30, so I...

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Sarahs Submission Ch 11 The Interview

--- Sarah put the Lush vibrator in her purse in a baggie in the morning on her way to school, despite misgivings over having to use the vibrator and worried about it going off in front of other people. Finding Jenny at school before class, she verified Jenny had hers as well. Sarah stressed to Jenny again the importance of following instructions to avoid even tougher punishments. Not having to wait long, she got her first instructional text from Mr. Michaels, ‘Lush in’, between the second...

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The Job Interview Part II

All weekend, I fantasized about my job interview from Friday. I had applied at a modeling agency and the interviewer had been more than gracious in the initial interview. I had the job and I was happy. Actually, I was ecstatic! I called Jill, a close friend of mine. I couldn’t wait to see her to give her the good news. Jill, like me, was an aspiring model. Where I was the shapely one, Jill was rail thin and had huge boobs. We had met in a modeling class at a local community college and we hit...

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Interview With Miss Dubin

One Saturday afternoon I got a call at the apartment where I was living with my family. My dad happened to answer it and said it was for me.I said, “Hello, this is Paul.”I heard a woman's voice, “Paul D’Amato? This is Janice Dubin, you know, from Trylon Typesetting. We met this week.”This was in the late spring of 1976. I had applied for a job as a part-time paste-up artist and proofreader at a Manhattan typesetting company. It seemed to dovetail nicely with what I had learned at my campus...

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My Wifes Interview

The InterviewThe night had been quite a success. My wife, Wan, and I had come to a major hotel in the centre of Bangkok for a job interview. Why did my wife come when it is me when it is I who is the candidate for the job? Well the company has the policy of interviewing both the candidate and their spouse to make sure they fit the company culture.We met the HR Manager in the lobby and we went through to the bar come coffee shop. We ordered a meal and chatted as we waited for it to be delivered...

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The Interview That Changed My Life

Hello… I’m Madhumitha from Chennai. I am a regular reader of Indian sex story. I used to be a very shy girl but an incident that happened during my second year of degree changed me forever. A little more about me, I had to start working immediately after completing my schooling due to the family situation and was studying my UG through distance education. I’m a little dark but good looking with a nice figure. Now coming to the sex story it happened during my second year of UG when I was looking...

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Interview Hot Suspense

Dear Readers, Mujhe iss stories padhne me maja aata hai. Main iski fan ho gai hoon isliye main bhi ek story aapko share karne ja rahi hoon.Please send comments on Hello once again, Ye kahani un dino ki hai jab Shaadi ke baad main Mumbai shift ho gayi. Kuch dino baad ghar par akele baithe baithe main bore ho gayi thi. Hubby se kahkar maine job karne ki permission nikal di. Waise wo bhi chahte the ke main job karu. Meri education B.com hui hai aur nasik me Computer Accounting ka course bhi kiya...

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The Interview And After

Nineteen-year-old Matthew Pearson went through the lobby of a multi-story building and the lift at the end was about to close."Hold the lift, please," shouted Matthew and the closing doors stopped then re-opened."Thank you," Matthew smiled to the only other occupant of the lift, a very attractive mature woman who was probably in her fifties or even slightly more. She was dressed in good quality looking business skirt, jacket and blouse."Where to?" the woman asked with her finger hovering near...

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An Interview Turned Into Life Changing Incident 8211 Part 1

Hi friends this is my second story. If you haven’t read the first story please click on author name and from there you can read the first one. Please send you reviews and feedback to Coming to the story this happened two weeks back. The heroine in this story is my cousin sister who is not much sexy but good looking. We were friends from childhood as she was just one year younger to me. We shared all when we were kids, we used to play, bath eat and sleep together when we were kids . As I moved...

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What Happened at the Interview

Sasha walked inside the office, dressed in only a few pieces of lace. Bright red was the color they had dressed her in, a push up bra and thong panties. A sheer red blouse covering her, down to her upper thighs ... hiding her secret for now ... from those who watched. That's what he wanted her to wear for him during her interview for the position. She had felt the dampness in her panties begin as soon as she'd slipped them on and waited to be taken to the bedroom. He wouldn't ever guess by...

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The Interview Part 2 Tricias Story

I called Tricia at noon as she had requested. She wanted to meet me at a restaurant for lunch and then we would return to her apartment for the interview. I packed up my recorder and tablet. Tricia was very easy to spot in the restaurant. Her beautiful strawberry blond hair stood out like a flag. Tricia saw me and stood up, her long legs bringing her height up to 5' 10". I hurried over to her table and shook her hand. Tricia gave me a peck on my cheek. She moved to sit down and I pushed her...

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The Interview

The night had been quite a success. My wife, Wan, and I had come to a major hotel in the centre of Bangkok for a job interview. Why did my wife come when it is me when it is I who is the candidate for the job? Well the company has the policy of interviewing both the candidate and their spouse to make sure they fit the company culture.We met the HR Manager in the lobby and we went through to the bar come coffee shop. We ordered a meal and chatted as we waited for it to be delivered to us. This...

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Sindhi Girl In Mechanical Engineering Interview

Tensions were sky-high as it was the placement season! Every person on the campus was in the library, talking to themselves answering made up interview questions, in the computer lab researching the companies, putting up a bold face when inside they were scared. Quite the opposite for me, I wasn’t scared of things like these, ever. I just thought, what is going to happen will happen and therefore no point in worrying about it. I anyway, was not a very bright student, nor was I particularly good...

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Interview Round Led To Receptionist Girl

Hi indian sex stories dot net friends .. this is Jovan again after long time to write a story which happened with me in Hyderabad. I am 5’11” , fair guy with good sense of humor as told by many girls, and believe in making good friends and making girls happy not only behind door but outside as well.. ;) Story is when I was moving out from Bangalore and was looking for a job in IT organization. Fortunately, I got a call from one of the IT organization from Hyderabad near gachibowli area and call...

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Mere Pahle Interview Mein Chudai

Hello readers Ye kahani mere dost Anoop ne bheji hai agar apko pasand aye to jaroor batana. Mera id hai or Mere naam Anoop Bajaj hai aur mai Goa ka rehne wala hoon. Mai aaj aapko Ishika ki kahani batane jaa raha hoon jo ki behad hi khubsurat ladki hai. Koi bhi ladka ek baar Ishika ko dekhe toh who uska deewana hi ho jaye. Toh yeh lijiye Ishika ki kahani ussi ki zubani. Hello dosto mai Ishika hoon. Aur jaise ki mere bare mai bataya gaya hai ki mai behad ki khub surat ladki hoon. Meri height...

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Part 1 The Interview

One word to describe Elodie Boutella: caramel! A soft candy made with sugar and cream heated until brown in color.Elodie is five-foot-five and has never weighed more than 121 pounds since she was eighteen. She has an incredibly athletic, slender build that curves in all the right places. Her natural 34DDD tits, wide hips, and thick thighs give her an astonishing 36-26-37 figure.Her eyes are bright green, like two perfectly polished emeralds. With a single glance, her dazzling eyes can hypnotize...

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Sarahs Job Interview

Sarah was returning home from another failed job interview. It was a hard time for her, as it was for many people her age. As a twenty year old girl, she was looking for an entry job in her field, but wasn't being successful in the interviews she attended to. Arriving home, she dropped off the purse on her bed and just laid down. She needed time to think about what was it that she was doing wrong during the interviews. She knew she was capable, but her being nervous to answer the questions was...

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Paying For College Prologue Ch 01 The Interview

PrologueMr. James was a private person. Few people knew his name or his wealth. He was also lonely, he had few friends and no sexual partners. He felt ashamed of his sexual proclivities, which were somewhat unusual. When he did allow himself to be intimate with a woman, he always regretted it. His desires were rarely fulfilled leaving his feeling empty and out of sorts.One day he was meeting with the CEO of a software company he recently acquired, and he met Maria. Maria was a college senior...

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The Interview Part 1 Anns Story

I call this my 'Interview' story, I have never read or heard of another person who has experienced what I have. My story really begins when I asked a young woman named Tracy to marry me. Tracy said, "Not until I tell you about my family and their business interests. Then I will ask you if you still want me as your wife." I said, "Okay, tell me and then ask me." After listening a short time to Tracy's story, I said, "Please stop, I just can't fathom what you are saying. I have met your mom and...

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Sky High Interview

It was early morning in New York City, everyone was running here and there on their way to work except Matt. Matt was 34 years old and on his way to a job interview after quitting his previous job die to some human resource issues. Hopefully he wouldn’t have any problems in this job.Reaching the building he looked up in awe. The building just kept on going as if it was climbing inti the sky, he had never been in such a tall building but after all this was new York! Approaching the receptionist...

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Mistress Dyvias The Interview

Disclaimer: this is my story, hence it is my intellectual property, do not post elsewhere without my permission. This story is for adults, and should be treated as such, at the moment it should only be available at the ooc section of the following dot coms: lockedinlace, fictionmania, bdsmlibrary, literotica and mistressdyvia. An alternate version will most likely be available at mcstories in the near future. Certainly, no one should be charging money for this but me. Contact me if you...

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Mistress Dyvias The Interview

Disclaimer: this is my story, hence it is my intellectual property, do not post elsewhere without my permission. This story is for adults, and should be treated as such, at the moment it should only be available at the ooc section of lockedinlace.com, fictionmania.tv, bdsmlibrary.com, literotica.com and mistressdyvia.com.  An alternate version will most likely be available at mcstories.com in the near future.  Certainly, no one should be charging money for this but me.  Contact me if you wish...

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Ritual Offerings The Interview

September 22nd, 1:30 p.m. I arrived at the Rosemary Psychiatric Institution, where I’ve been promised an interview with a patient who was admitted over two years ago, and whose mental condition remains unchanged. It’s my hope to learn more about the conditions of her admittance, as the media would only say it was of an ‘occult nature’. Those words were what first got my attention. I was a man with a dream of one day becoming a recognised paranormal investigator, but thus far, had only ever...

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Wifes job interview

I'm not sure how or why but somehow I met and married the woman of my dreams. Not only is my wife Joyce hot but she also loves to try new things. Even though I married one of the sexiest women that I have ever known, lately I've been having these fantasies about my wife with other men.Now Joyce works in professional offices and has to wear skirts with hosiery. Every time that I watch her dress I think about how kinky it would be if she got some at work. On this day, Joyce was getting ready for...

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Job Interview To Life Partners

Hi, I am Rohit, 23-year-old computer engineering graduate from Karnataka. This is my fantasy story. After finishing my graduation I was desperately searching for a job. I have uploaded my resume in all the job portals but with little or no success I had to leave my hometown and left for Bangalore in search of a job. I did not have money for the longer duration of stay in Bangalore and pressure to find a job was brewing on me. I booked a paying guest in j p Nagar for 3000 rupees per month which...

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My nursing interview

I had to attend the interview straight after my shift, upstairs in the hospital boardroom with 4 senior consultants. I had brought a spare uniform to change into, freshly ironed with a little starch to keep it looking crisp and neat. I walked into the room, at the end was a large table and behind it sat the 4 consultants - 1 woman, 3 men - 1 of the men was a very senior Pakistani and the other 2 were probably 60+ and had been eminent surgeons, the lady was around 45, well dressed and obviously...

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