Money Will Buy You Everything Pt 2

Time passed differently when one had no idea if it was night or day, whether it had been hours or days.  All she knew was that she had been here for what seemed like an eternity.  Part of her wanted to feel lucky that John was here with her too but another part of her hated that he was here with her, suffering as she was.

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Money Will Buy Everything Pt 1

He sat on the couch, smoking a large thick Cuban cigar.  The girl stood in front of him, naked and trembling.

“Why am I here?”

The man smiled.  “Because I deemed it to be so.”

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The Room Pt 1

She woke up slowly, feeling fingers lightly moving down her side.  She stirred slowly and then felt her hair being smoothed away from her neck and soft kisses being pressed there.  J opened her eyes slowly, taking a breath then felt a hand move from her hip to move up her stomach to her breast, cupping it then pulling at her nipple, causing her to squirm a bit, her lips parting in a soft sigh.

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Tonight Pt 2

J soon found herself very very helpless.  She was in the middle of the room, her arms bound securely to a bar that ran along the back of her shoulders, her arms out straight from her in a T position.  Her legs were pulled up and out to each side, the ropes under her legs, pulling them spread out to each side, exposing her pussy and ass.  Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail away from her face and was secured to the bar with a rope so her head could not drop forward.  He wanted her every micro-expression to be seen by those that would be entering.

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Tonight Pt 1

In the circles that he ran in, this was the party of the year.  The party that everyone waited for and hoped to be invited for.  If you were invited, you were someone.

After the car was valeted and the invitation checked at the door, J walked through the door of the house, seeing women on either side of the door like pillars, arms secured above their heads, small latex tops and bottoms on them, large red ball gags between red painted lips, their eyes covered by blindfolds.  There were straps around their necks, around their waists and around their ankles, even though they were not going far in the pointer boots that were on their feet.

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Grey House: Arrival

Men and women alike are taking into and trained at Grey House.  If you wish your fantasy to come true, to experience said fantasy, then your gender, your identity, your color do not matter.  Most of the fantasies, people can’t tell any of those things anyway.

For this article we are going to be following a male we shall call Robert.  Robert is a male in his mid 30s, dark brown hair, green eyes.  In his vanilla life he is a single banker, enjoying money, women and a comfortable life.  But as stated on his application he has “been searching for something more than just sex.  I want someone to make me do things I never would.  I want to not be the dominant one.”

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