My holiday in Britain
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Elaine Griffin was a powerful Blonde woman. She stood at 5 foot 6; thin, small tits, was a strong believer in multi-culturalism and hated racists wherever she saw them. She was the head of the NHS (National Health Service).
It was a nice and sunny afternoon There was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Elaine said, as she was reading some documents on her desk.
The door opened and she saw some "cleaners" working on the hospital coming in. Five black men and five black women entered the office room. All of them were either from some African country or the Caribbean.
"Miss Griffin we're sorry to interrupt you but there is something we need to report to you," a fat black woman named Athena cried, in a serious and distressed tone.
"Report what? Did something happen in the hospital?" Elaine asked, eagerly.
"Miss Griffin you know some of those people working here from Eastern Europe. They are very racist," a tall muscular black man named Jamal with a Jamaican accent answered for Athena.
"Did you sat they were racist." Elaine's eyes shot up. She hated nothing more than some anti-black bigoted racist.
"Yes ma'am. Maybe it is better that you hear this story from Sheila," Jamal spoke in an upset tone.
"Sheila?" Elaine asking a skinny black girl with spectacles.
"When I was in one of the wards, you know where both patients and visitors wait, two of these girls, I think they're from Poland or Czech country or..." Sheila emotionally stammering.
"Sheila what did they say? Star from the beginning," Elaine wanting to get to the bottom of this. She knew that these Eastern Europeans hated non-whites, especially blacks but to demonstrate this in the working place was a criminal offence.
"I asked them if I could buy some chocolates..." Sheila starting from the beginning.
"So these are the girls working in the cafeteria then!" Elaine finally getting the picture.
"Yes. I asked them to give me coffee and of course I was going to pay for it. I also asked for chocolates too. Instead of serving me, they didn't respond. But they served the two white ladies behind me. I told them that they were being racist to me and would not sell to me because of the color of my skin. They laughed. One of them told me that all black people are lazy and her friend said that we should all go back to Africa before the BNP start lynching us. She called me a 'Nigger'," Sheila started sobbing.
Another black lady came to Sheila and hugged her.
This was making Elaine furious.
"There is no room for such in the NHS. We are the best employing firm in the world and we have no room for intolerance," Elaine started sounding angry.
"Miss Griffin. That's not all. I was called 'Niggers' by three other girls. All of them were these racist East European bitches," a tall Somalian man named Fallujah spoke.
"Which department?" Elaine asked.
"They're from ... I think ... they work on the Library ... at Ward 12," Fallujah trying to remember where the incident took place. He hated what had happened to him.
"So I am looking at five ... five East European girls then?" Elaine slowly picking up her receiver.
"Actually I suffered racial discrimination too ... from my supervisor," another man spoke.
"Ok I'm dealing with a man this time. Is he white?" Elaine asked.
"She is white..." the man said in low monotone.
"Is she British?" Elaine was curious.
"No. I don't think so," the man responded.
Elaine sighed.
"Oh my goodness. There are all these racist people and don't tell me she is..." Elaine feeling that all the people she's after seem to have the same background.
" ... she is from Eastern Europe," the man said.
Elaine picked up her receiver.
An hour later, there were 10 women stood before Elaine Griffin. All of them were the Eastern European women, roughly in their 20s; mostly Brunettes and black haired, slim, sexy, attractive and were on average 5'8. All of them admitted being racist to the blacks but sounded as if they didn't care.
"Do you know what you have done is a criminal offence. We have no room for racism here in the NHS. In fact we have no room for it at all here in England. You do realise that you are all foreigners here in England and so should have no reason to hate people whose skin color is different from yours," Elaine Griffin.
"Foreigners? We are white like you. We are Europeans. They are Africans. Have you seen them work! They don't do work! They are lazy bastards on welfare. They come to your country, have lots of children, always complain about people being racist to them and expect you people to pay for them," an angry Brunette named Daniella cried out from the 10 Eastern European girls.
"My people. Oh I take it when you say my people, you mean white British people," Elaine's eyes getting cocky.
"Yes," Daniella spoke out.
Elaine was looking at all 10 Eastern European girls and she was looking at some files. She knew that they were from countries like Poland, Czech Republic, Russia or Bulgaria.
Actually 3 were from Poland, another 3 from the Czech Republic, a Russian girl and 3 Bulgarian girls (inc Daniella).
All came to England looking for work.
"Do you know by right I should fire all of you. Racism isn't allowed anywhere in the work place. I also have to make a report about what you girls did. Once I make this report, you can't get any job anymore. Not here in England. Not anywhere in the European Union. In fact you would even be denied unemployment money. Gee how bad does that sound," Elaine mocking them now.
All 10 Eastern European girls look scared.
"No. Please don't do that. Look we're sorry," Daniella started putting her hands on Elaine's table.
She turned around and said something in her language to some of the girls. They muttered amongst themselves in their native language and even English.
"It will not happen again. We will change," Daniella whimpered, obviously begging Elaine not to 'destroy' them like this,
Elaine thought that they were about to cry.
"You know even if give you a second chance, I am not sure if you're going to change," Elaine speaking strictly but also teasingly.
"We'll change. We'll change," Daniella broke into tears, even sobbing. "Won't we girls," the East European Brunette turning around to the other girls. all of them nodded ... in fear ... and in tears.
"So how do you feel about black people," Elaine making her voice softer.
"Oh my God. I hate them. I hate these fucking Niggers," Daniella sounding hysterical.
The other East European girls behind her started cursing in their native language but Elaine could still hear the word "Nigger".
Elaine shook her head.
"Then in that case I will fire all of you and report you to the government and to the European Court of Human Rights and Human Employment," Elaine putting the documents away and then picking up her receiver.
"Once I make this phone call there would be no second chances for either of you girls. I don't know what happens to any of you if you go back to your countries. Maybe you'll become prostitutes or be forced to work for abusive employers," Elaine trying to belittle them.
The other 9 girls came forward in tears, begging Elaine not to 'fire' and 'report' them.
"No please. Please don't. We'll do anything. Anything you want," Daniella dropped down on her knees. All other 9 girls went down on their knees too. All pleading for their lives and future.
"I am a nice person. I like working here in England. Please don't send me back to Russia. If I go back I would be in a lot of trouble," pleaded a Russian girl.
So I was right. That if any if any of you go back, you will be unemployed or be forced into prostitution and be sold to brothels in western countries where you will live virtually as slaves to be used and abused, Elaine thought.
Elaine looked at all 10 kneeling girls. 10 racist girls.
"So you will do anything?" Elaine enjoying that she has power over them.
All 10 girls nodded ... in fear.
"Anything," one other girl sobbed, as if speaking for all of them.
Elaine had a wicked smile.
Later in the Evening
Daniella's hands gripped the steering wheel as she drove down a boulevard. Next to her was one of the Eastern European girls from work and behind were sat another three. Daniella's car was being followed by another car, carrying the other 5 Eastern European girls from work.
"Ok we're here," Daniella spotted a classic-looking building.
Earlier that day, Elaine told Daniella and the other 9 girls that she was going to give them a second chance and not report them in. she told them to meet her in a building called The Soho BDSM Centre.
It looked like a 1 storey building but very wide in breadth like an Asda Supermarket.
She also told them to put on red lipstick, wear high heels and dressed as if they were going out on a special date. She also told them that it was not in their best interest to tell anyone else what they were about to do.
After Daniella's car and the other car parked inside the parking space for that building, they all got out. They all walked towards the front entrance to the building.
"What is this place?" one of the Polish girls muttered.
"It looks like a brothel. Oh no I hope this is not what I think it is," panicked a girl from the Czech Republic.
"Will you all shut up and focus. Once this is over, we get to stay here and earn whatever money we can in that stupid NHS dump," Daniella taking charge for all 10 of them. "Besides she didn't ask any of us to wear fishnet stockings or pump up bras or mini skirts. She said dress as if we are going out on a date."
"Dan ... Daniella. If she does not want to pimp us out, then why does this place have that for a symbol," the Russian girl pointed out to the Neon Lights on top of the building.
All 10 of them saw a large Neon Light symbol of what looked like a man's finger twisting a woman's nipple (like the Titty Twister in Dusk Till dawn).
"It's just for one night," Daniella sighing for all of them to hear. Deep down she really hope that Elaine wasn't cruel enough to subjugate them into prostitution.
All 10 of them entered the building.
Inside the building was a reception. Behind the reception desk was a tall black guy who looked gay. He spotted all ten of them.
"Hi. Are you the ten girls here for Elaine?" the black gay guy asked in a friendly way. He was British and spoke with a British-Gay accent.
"Yes ... we are," Daniella answering for all 10 of them.
It was obvious to the black gay guy that all 10 of them felt powerless, inferior and hoping that tonight was just one big nightmare that never happened.
"Go straight down this corridor and you will see a lift on the end. The elevator heads downwards. Go to Level 5. There is another reception over there. Go tell them that you are here to see Elaine Griffin. Chow," the black gay guy made a kissing sound.
"Thank you," Daniella sighed.
For the first time in their lives, all 10 Eastern European girls felt inferior to this 'black guy' and it was worse for these particular girls too because they could tell he was gay and they were even more homophobic than xenophobic.
Daniella and the other 10 girls headed to the lift, taking it down to the 5th level. Once they got out, there was a reception desk just outside the lift. Behind Level 5's reception desk was a black woman who looked like an airport accountant.
"Hi. We are here to see Elaine ... Griffin," Daniella asked.
"To your left. Go down this hallway. On the end there are some glass doors. Just go through it," the black receptionist said in low monotone.
Daniella and the other girls did as that girl instructed. They finally reached the glass doors and pushed past through it. The glass doors took them to what obviously was a room. It reminded Daniella of a very large work-out gym. What was strange was the 'equipment'. She wasn't sure what type of equipment they were and they were all large and different.
"Ah. So you finally made it," an Elaine Griffin coming to welcome them. Elaine was dressed up like some sort of gym coach.
"Yes. We came as you asked," Daniella said in low monotone.
Elaine saw how scared and frightened all these girls looked.
Serve you Euro-bitches right for hating blacks, Elaine thought.
"Good. Now I want you all to go over to those benches and take off your clothes and pile them there. Then I want you to come back here to me," Elaine bossing them around.
"What??" a Polish girl panicked.
"Now," Elaine shouted.
"We better do as she says," Daniella whimpering.
Daniella and all 9 nine girls had never felt such low self esteem in their lives. It was as if they were back in Eastern Europe again, envisioning themselves in the same situation as their east European sisters who'd been forced into prostitution.
All 10 girls headed to the bench which Elaine pointed to them. It was a bench by the side of a white wall. Once there, all 10 girls started stripping off their clothes. As each girl stripped off the more clothes they took off, the lower their dignity got.
Once they were finally naked, all 10 Eastern European girls stood before Elaine, covering their exposed breasts and exposed pubic hairs.
"You all have ice bodies, unlike most English girls," Elaine commented. "You see unlike you girls, English girls just love black men. In fact they would die for a black man than they would a white man. But there is just this one problem," Elaine making her wicked speech.
"And what is that??" the Russian girl spoke out of line.
Elaine quickly rushed over to her and gave her such a tight slpa.
SLAP.
The Russian girl winced from pain and covered her slapped cheek, as if she was about to start crying.
"Don't you ever interrupt me again. Ever. Next time you interrupt me I am going to shove a dagger up yer ass," Elaine threatening.
"No. please. No," the Russian girl was about to start crying.
"So shut up and stop snivelling," Elaine barked. "Now I want all of you to listen to me very carefully. If you fail to follow an order, it is back to Eastern Europe for all of you. Got it," Elaine insisting.
All 10 girls nodded ... in fear and desperation.
"Tonight you shall obey me. You will only live to obey me. You must always refer to me as Mistress. Who am I," Elaine shouted.
"You are Mistress," all 10 girls responded like some combat unit about to be sent to Iraq and Afghanistan.
Elaine made all 10 of them stand in a horizontal line, like as if they were about to picked out 1 by 1.All 10 faced the other wall, which was full of large mirrors, like ones that are normal in most gyms.
Elaine walked over to where her big black bag was. She unzipped it. She took some things out. She then returned to all girls.
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Jenny's Ordeal I was feeling rather horny today so I decided to drop in on a littlesubmissive slut I had dated for a few months. Her name was Jenny. She was38, about 5' 8", and 140 pounds. She was pretty with long brown hair. Alittle bulge around her waist, but a luscious, tight, and round ass! Ivisited her off and on, per her desire to keep seeing me, even though Ifelt a long term relationship wasn't viable between us. Don't get mewrong, the sex was great, but there was a spark missing...
Billie’s Ordeal by Andy G.Billie did not know what else to do. There was no one else she could call. It was only been two weeks since she buried her husband of 15 years and now she was alone. She was 38 and had no one left. Her father had died years ago and her mother died the previous year. Since she was an only c***d Billie inherited her mother’s estate. She and her husband moved into her very nice home and were happy until he died. Now she was alone and did not know what to do.She...
The Ordeal Janet Stickney [email protected] Mike, Kevin, and I grew up together, and we were almost like brothers. Mike was the one with the wild imagination and our practical joker. Kevin was a little less crazy, and always did what Mike wanted to. I was the follower. I usually went along with them, rarely voicing any concerns. That's how I ended up this way. All of us were 15 when it all fell on our heads. Mike is tall and husky, blond hair and blue eyes; Kevin is the...
Ann’s ordeal-Part one.Police constable Ann V. was sweating under her uniform.The whole day the sun had been shining down on the city mercilessly, like it had been doing the whole week.She felt the sweat slowly trickling between her heaving breasts, and down her massive buttocks.Her bob of red hair was stuck sweatily under her regulation policewoman’s hat, and she had her big, green eyes half closed to keep the sunlight from blinding her.She silently cursed herself for not keeping the promise...
Having cleaned myself up as best I could I turned the key in the ignition and started to move off. I immediately thought that I should try and make myself more respectable for when I got home as I didn’t want to have to tell my husband of my ordeal. I pulled up next to the door that led back upstairs to my office, leaving my coat I got out of my car and hurried up the stairs.On reaching my floor I headed straight for the ladies room only to be greeted by my boss Mr Stevens. He must have seen...
So many things were going through Olivia's young mind as she rode in the back of the van. Though she was uncomfortable from the cuffs and leg irons digging into her lovely olive skin, this was barely a distraction as she replayed the recent events of her life over and over in her head. It was dark in the back of the transport van, and the 20-minute ride gave her plenty of time to think. How could she have not known her boyfriend Kenny was dealing d**gs? He seemed like a nice guy and always...
Again I can't take the credit for this one.The OrdealIt was the Friday night after Thanksgiving one year ago tonight. Like many people who do self-bondage, I had been planning this for some time. I had discussed certain aspects of my bondage with a friend who lives across town. We discussed how she'd like to find me, in what position and what she would like for me to be wearing. I sent her a checklist with choices for 1) position 2) what kind of gag 3) clips, if any 4) other torture items to be...
People often ask me if my writing is fiction or non fiction, so I will confirm here and now all my writing is in my fantasies, all involves adults over the age of 18, in fact well over the age of 18 and any reference to anything is purely in my thoughts. Especially the following story.Frankie had been out with the girls again and this time wasn’t approached by any strange amazon women or many men to be fair.They had started the night at Gemma’s on champagne then gone into town and she knew she...
Olga's Ordeal (chapter 2) The office was more like an over-sized hotel room. The leather furniture looked both comfortable and inviting. Olga noticed an odd contraption in the corner of the office. It looked like an x-shaped padded bench with several straps hanging down forlornly to the floor. She could imagine the evil purpose of such a device and remembered poor Lara's tattered ass after her appointment in this very same room. "Stand on the board!" At first, Olga was confused with the...
Olga's Ordeal (chapter 1)Olga could hear muffled screams. Far away, but penetrating her eardrums."Ohh...no. Not there. Please.....Please. What do you want?"She shivered not so much from the cold, but from dread. A certain dread that it would soon be her turn. The last 24 hours had been a nightmare. First, the handcuffs, then the humiliating removal of all her clothing, and the final shame of the brutal cavity search by the smiling female guard. The screams of the unknown prisoner had become...
Kyle's ordeal By Lucille Trish had never thought that shopping for lingerie could be so interesting, but it was. November was almost finished and she took a break from Christmas shopping. She was shopping for herself now. Walking though the aisles of different style bras at Victoria's Secret had sparked a wicked idea in her head. She never wore very sexy styles of lingerie but looking at the bright pink padded cups and purple, blue, imported silk and elaborately embroidered styles...
This continues the story of a mother and daughter's discipline. Please read the earlier chapter, "Mother and Daughter Punishment Letter Ordeal" first, already published:By the following morning 42 year old Jenny and 17 year old Charlotte had recovered from the spanking Grandma gave them both the night before although their bottoms were still sore and neither felt like sitting down. They went together to the Academy to hand in their punishment letters. Charlotte was at her desk when Olivia and...
SpankingORDEAL IN LIVERPOOL by Long Tall MaryAt forty years old, Kathleen would have made a trophy wife for some deserving guy, but having been divorced for five years, shunned the idea of dating. An elementary school teacher in a suburban Syracuse district, she was extremely devoted to her two daughters, ages nineteen and twenty, both of whom were attending college out of town. With a dead beat ex, a good share of her salary was spent on tuition for the daughters.A natural blond, at 5’8 and 145...
So many things were going through Olivia's young mind as she rode in the back of the van. Though she was uncomfortable from the cuffs and leg irons digging into her lovely olive skin, this was barely a distraction as she replayed the recent events of her life over and over in her head. It was dark in the back of the transport van, and the twenty minute ride gave her plenty of time to think. How could she have not known her boyfriend Kenny was dealing drugs? He seemed like a nice guy and always...
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Captain Romerro picked up his phone Anna?s? OrdealCaptain Romero picked up his phone. An agent in a town some four hours away by road had some good news. Anna Lubec had been seen leaving the house of a known rebel. Carlos menez was part of a group suspected of killing an officer of the secret police. Romerro ordered his agent not to lose sight of the girl, advising that a kidnap squad would be mobilized. So his informant had been right, and that little slut was using her imagined immunity...
This story began as a prologue for a much longer story that was never completed – so I just continued with this part instead.Lord Harrington’s OrdealLord Harrington was laid naked on a long, thin table, his arms secured to the sides by steel rings and his legs spread wide and secured high in the air to a metal bar suspended from the ceiling. Carol was stood between his open legs, gently scraping her long fingernails around the tip of his throbbing cock. ?I do hope that you’re going to give me...
PENNY’S ORDEALThis was not just another day for Penny. Today she would be doing what her Master had told her, and to be honest, she was both excited and fearful of it. It had started, she thought, as a joke on her Master’s part, but over the ensuing days she realised that He had meant it, and today, she was going to do it.A chance remark that He would love her to be tied up, and walk back to her house, in the night, naked and tied, no release until she arrived home. They had both laughed, but...
French Woman?s Ordeal Part 1By Sonya Esperanto [email protected]:It was a hot day in Pattaya, Thailand. It was summer time. The locals were running around, with hats on their heads, and here they watch the Western tourists, walking around. Foreigners from Scandinavia love Thailand?s heat.Claire was walking around. Claire was an attractive woman, originally from Bretagne, somewhere in the West Coast of the France, that faced the Atlantic Ocean. She stood at 6 feet tall, with...
I was contacted by Roy to write a story based on his (supposedly) real life experience so am obliging. This is not my story so please forgive me if I get carried away a bit. Roy’s sister Misha (23) is married to Sri, an engineer in PWD, Sri happens to be one unscrupulous fellow, he has the appetite for taking bribes and using his power to get to the people. He had been exploiting the machinery for over 2 years and was in no ones good books. But that didn’t deter him from asking for bribes from...