The Garden Party
By ghayes777. It started as a normal session with my mistress. I had finished my week’s work as a software engineer and driven over 50 miles from my residence to my place of employment. Her emphasis in previous visits had been on her humiliating me verbally or physically, and more and more questioning me about my fantasy life that I, of course, thought would forever remain as just fantasy. I was wrong. Completely wrong. She ordered me to strip out
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