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Monday:LucySamSueCindyLindseyTuesday:HarmonySuzy&JillWednesday:LizziePetsThursday:OliviaCathyPhilHelenFriday:POVSat:BlogI left Sue’s apartment without actually eating breakfast with her. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but she seemed to prefer staying in bed and I didn’t want to impose myself.
I woke up still spooning Sue. I had fallen asleep as the big spoon but woke up with Sue’s breasts pressed against my back and her fingers playing with my chest hair.
After the supper with Sue, I left my car in the restaurant’s parking lot and we walked under the moonlight toward her apartment.
In the 8 months between June 16th 2011 and February 15th 2012, I have only published 7 story chapters, many of which were the final chapters of Susanna were written back in 2001.
I walked back to cabin #34 with a song in my step. I could swear that people could spot that I was dancing rather than walking but I didn’t care.
When I came out of the shower, I found Stephanie sitting in the shower cabin, naked.
You see, these communal showers have 2 parts. There is a locked door with a small undressing area in front of the shower so you may store your belongings safely while you are showering with the curtain closed.
At the hospital, I was well treated. They removed my stitches without even asking me about it. I even got to see my family, who learned about my heroism. Of course, I didn’t tell them much, and officially, Simon was my master and boyfriend, not Dorothy. But overall, I was well treated.
“Wake up ! Breathe, Fight Susannah ! You can do it…”
I was slowly regaining conscience. Simon was yelling to wake me up while Mr. Grout was performing mouth to mouth resuscitation on me.
I heard him yell once the door was opened: he understood what was happening. He was screaming for the person who was robbing him.
We left Simon’s apartment. I hoped we wouldn’t meet his mother, but they reassured me that she was exceptionally in the city: this is why they choose that day.
With the drums beating, most of the members of the society present at the ceremony came one by one in front of me, exchanging a weird pen.
Life was finally exactly like I wanted. I was totally enslaved by Dorothy, a wonderful woman and mistress.
Seeing as I am still blocked, I decided to program the last 5 chapters of Susanna, one per week, on Friday, as per the original schedule.
I first put this site online on July 7th 2010, meaning that it’s been a year exactly today.
With me not posting any new story chapter since I became sick, it’s making me think of my future as a online writer of stories, some of which are erotic in nature.
Hello loyal readers,
I am currently sick in bed with a sinusitis and a fever which Advils and Tylenols are having a hard time dealing with.
“Hi, I am Olivia. You’re Chloe and Stephanie ?”
“Yes”, Stephanie replied as I sat on the mattress as far away as I could from them.
After the talk with Kylie, I was sure I would have a good night sleep, but instead, there was a knock on the door which make me jump from my bed.
The drive home after work was just as exciting, with Jill caressing my thighs when we weren’t in traffic and making lustful comments about how hot she was.
That evening, Catherine was sent home twice. Once to Lucy’s old apartment to collect clothes and bid farewell to her neighbours who might have been worried about her. A second time to her old apartment where she would continue her life as if nothing had happened.
Just as I was usually naked except when Dorothy wanted me to dress up, Simon was forced to stay entirely without clothes, but of course, cannot remove his chastity belt.
When an online writer who decides to publish daily chapters of his stories has a buffer, it’s kind of like a net for an circus performer.
So there I was, standing in front of a bed with 12 people currently having sexual activities. I wouldn’t say they were having sex, simply because a lot of the action didn’t seem to be directly sexual.
I never know when to arrive at events. I guess we once again arrived way too early because at the BDSM club, my initial impression was that only one patron was actually present on site.
After I came back from the Orchard, I decided to sit on a bench in the town center, wondering how I should use my leadership skills to contribute to the share when Rita, our town elder sat next to me.
I barely slept during the night, so when the sun began peeking on the horizon and illuminating my blinds, I jumped out of bed and once again tried all my clothes.
Sadly, I am only human and that means that my creative writing process can be easily disrupted.
It’s been 12 months in a row that I have been writing more or less every day, since I began writing Suzy and Jill in the end of May 2010, and 11 months since I began publishing articles online.
I recently found an old visio drawing of the floor plan for the apartment suites in Susanna, and with my current week, I thought it would a perfect occasion to share it with you.
Steven came back for me shortly after Ryan had left.
He was carrying a chair, but he sat on it backwards, his arms resting on the back rest.
When Ellie initially mentioned the idea of going out to a public BDSM dungeon, I was completely against it. At least, she had the decency to ask me while Richard was in class to ensure I wasn’t shocked. After all, it’s not like it would be him performing in public.
When we arrived into the office, we had a ton of e-mails and voicemails sent over the week-end. Most of them were from the same client who suddenly had a pressing new idea of our project which meant we had to go back to the drawing board and restart the project from scratch despite being almost done.
Catherine slowly got used to her new body. At first, even walking was a lot harder than she would have thought. It’s not so much that being younger, her new legs reacted faster than her old one.
This blog is a spoiler for the serial Lizzie if you haven’t read all of the chapters. Be warned…
This week, in Lizzie Chapter 21, we discovered that Lizzie is Suzy’s daughter, from the serial “Suzy and Jill“.
A few weeks after the funeral, Kelly and I were both officially sitting on the board of most of our mother’s business empire. Sure, in a few cases, we didn’t control enough shares to both be on the board, letting Kelly to have the honor, but otherwise, things went smoothly.
I was offered to join the group leading a secretive powerful organization. From the little I know of secret organizations, there is always something sneaky going on, so before accepting, I needed to know more.
I was restless after Tim left.
I knew that it was what Tim wanted, but for me, sex wasn’t just about my own pleasure, it was also for my partner’s sake. Afterwards, I felt like I was useless, that my body wasn’t interesting enough to want to fuck.
And so, another share wasn’t meant for me. Picking apples in this orchard wasn’t a fun-filled adventure in tree climbing but rather a driving test to see how close to each tree you could get without hitting it.
Friday couldn’t wait. Every day, I wondered if I should call Sue or not to talk and ended up only making a brief phone call Thursday evening to confirm our date.
With yesterday’s chapter publication marks the last regular pre-written chapter of Susanna.
There are other chapters planned before those 3000 words are published, particularly about Simon’s redemption, and I will try to write them, but once the first of those final 3000 words will be online, it will be the beginning of the end for Susanna.
Eventually, after two days of such intensive sex with my new wonderful master, Dorothy went to see Simon who was now on a pile of feces and urine because he had been tied to the bed for so long. She untied him, had him clean himself and throw away the sheet with its mess and report to her afterward.
Soon after Steve had left me alone, Ryan came back with another bucket and a sponge.
I noticed that this time, he had long rubber gloves.