The Old Courtroom

Introduction

Hi, I'm Mick and I write stories that are role-plays meaning I write a chapter and then my female co-writer writes a chapter. I haven't yet succeeded finding a co-writer for this story but I hope to find one or more interested now the first chapter is uploaded. Please read the last pages of the story as well to read more information about this issue.

When reading the story I want you to know that I'm not a native English writer. I therefore hope you will excuse grammar faults and so on and just enjoy the story. I have written two more stories and some of the reviews for these stories were bad due to the language. I just hope I will avoid these bad reviews by telling right now.

Here is the story, hope you like it.

The old Courtroom

Chapter one

The diary.

The big house was located just outside the village. It had a large courtyard in front of the house for parking purposes and so on. The huge garden was located behind the house. It was more like a park but Mick had removed a lot of the flowerbeds and replaced it with grass. This meant that he hadn't to do so much work in the garden as he had bought one of these broad lawn mowers making mowing the grass so much easier. Mick wasn't very fond of working in the garden. Furthermore he didn't want a lot of publicity and the more beautiful the park would look, the more likely people would be interested in walking in the park. The whole ground area for the house was surrounded by a heavy steel fence with two large swing gates leading visitors into the private area, using the main road leading up to the heavy oak entrance door located in the middle of the house.

Mick was the legal owner of the house. He had bought it after he came into a fortune when his father died some years ago. His father left him so much money that work just was for fun and not a necessity. When he didn't feel like working it was no problem for him as his fortune would last at least for the rest of his life provided he didn't do something stupid. He actually didn't spend much money as he liked to enjoy being able to life in this big house all alone.

The house was an old courtroom from the beginning of the 18th century but it had been closed down long time ago since the court had been moved to a more central place as the government didn't want to spend money on a lot of relatively small courtrooms. Mick had bought the house after the old lady who owned it died. She was the daughter of the last judge who lived in the house. Her name was Jennifer Smith. She had lived a retired life with almost no contact to the local people. She actually looked like the kind of person that didn't want any contact at all, so they just avoided talking to her. Even the kids were afraid of meeting her but she seemed to be quite harmless as she never did anything to them save for shouting at them if they irritated her.

In the age of 52 she was judged guilty of severely whipping a 28 years old woman. It was in 1951. The woman was found in a miserable condition in an abandoned house in a forest close to the village. The whip used for the cruel punishment was found in the house and the evidence against Miss Smith was so strong that she was judged guilty by the jury and sentenced to prison for ten years. After being released she lived an even more retiring life and in 1982, they found her dead in the house with no family left to take care of her.

Mick bought the house shortly after her death. It took a while to get rid of the smell of the dead woman in the area where they found her, but this was not a problem as he could just live in the rooms far away from this area. Mick really loved this house as it had a lot of rooms and this dark secret making it something special.

One day he was working I the basement. He had always loved to stay in the basement  as he had read in some old papers that the prison for the criminals awaiting their fate had been located in this area long ago. All cells had been removed but it still was possible to notice where some of them had been located. The cells had been occupied by both women and men during the active duty of the court room. It was a bit strange walking in a area, which was hiding the spirit of a lot of criminals who were in the hands of the judges and the juries responsible for judging them guilty or not guilty.

Mick was doing some changes in the basement and among other things was drilling holes for fitting some new shelves on the wall. Suddenly the drill didn't go any further and it became extremely hot while smoke began to escape from the hole from the drill. The drill was made for using in concrete so it must have hit something other than concrete or stone. He decided to find out what it was and started to remove the stone and concrete around the hole. After some hard work he found a part of a steel plate which after some more work and removal of concrete and stone turned out to be the door of a medium size safe. Now he really was excited and curious to find out what was inside this safe. It wasn't a code safe as it only had two key holes. It obviously was the type of safe for two people to operate, so they both would have their private key and then the safe could only be opened if both keys were in the keyholes. Of course, he did not have the keys for the safe and so far had not found any old keys around the house and the area outside the house. But he was keen to do some more searching before deciding to drill the safe open. He knew it would be hard work and if he found the keys he would be able to use it for other purposes.

After trying how hard the steel for the safe was by making a test drilling with a metal drill he decided to wait until he was absolutely sure he would never find the keys for it. He was sure it would be hard work opening the safe this way as drilling this tiny hole had taken him more than fifteen minutes. Furthermore he knew he would have to drill a lot of holes before he would be able to open it as he had no drawings telling him where to drill. As he was extremely curious to find out what was hidden inside the safe, he decided to hide it behind a cupboard to make sure nobody would see it if they ever visited him in the basement.

Mick searched for the keys for a long time and he was about to give up all hope finding them until one day by pure luck he found them. He had bought the house with all the furniture as nobody was interested in buying or removing it. He had sold some pieces as in his opinion they were too ugly to save. One piece of furniture he had kept was a large bureau with a lot of small and large drawers as well as small cabinets and bookcases. It really was a beautiful bureau with a lot of nice carvings. One day he lost balance and had to lean against one of these carvings. As he did this he heard a loud click and the carving at the opposite end of the bureau opened revealing a small drawer. In this drawer two keys were located and Mick had no doubt where to try these keys.

He almost ran down the stairway to the basement and removed the cupboard hiding the safe. He put the first key in the keyhole for the safe and tried it. A little disappointed he found out that it couldn't be turned but he still had the other keyhole left. Extremely excited he put the key in this keyhole and tried once more. A silent click was heard telling him he finally had found the answer. Extremely excited he took the other key and tried the other keyhole. He was quite sure it was the right key but he still was excited to find out if he was right. A similar click was heard and while stopping breathing he opened the safe extremely excited to see what was inside.

Mick was a bit disappointed to find out what was inside the safe. It only contained a large book. The title of the book was "Jennifer Smith's diary". What a disappointment! He had been looking for the keys for the safe for so long and all he found inside was a boring diary. He turned over the leaves to the first pages with her writing and began reading.

" Dear finder of this book,

When you find this book I will probably be gone leaving no family or friends. Initially I planned to destroy this book before leaving this world but I decided to leave it behind as it is of no matter now. It won't do any harm if you read it as it won't change what really happened, though you know the secret. Now it will be your choice if you think it is necessary to make it public or you just to let it remain our secret. You might find some of the book boring but if you continue I promise you will find some parts of my diary very interesting. Before deciding to leave this world I planned to read it all once more and I still don't regret anything written in this book. I wish I could see you reading it but this isn't possible, at least not physically but who knows; maybe I'm looking at you right now as nobody knows what happens on the other side of our life on earth. If you are like me I actually think you will let it remain our secret and you will busy be searching for a certain place because you want to see it with your own eyes. Right now I think you are a little disappointed because the safe didn't contain any money or jewels and I'm sorry to tell you that I think you will be even more disappointed if you try to find the secret place I'm talking about. I have decided to let this remain my secret and I don't think you ever will have luck finding it like you had luck finding the keys for the safe. This safe is one of the most difficult to open without the right key, so I am sure you would have found them. The manufacturer has told me that this safe is almost impossible to open without keys as it has locks both at the front and the end wall making it extremely difficult to drill it open. If had succeeded in destroying the front lock it still has locks at the end wall of the safe that will both block the hinges from opening the door and still keep the door blocked by a lot of steel rods that can't be seen from the outside of the safe. Furthermore it is merely a part of the wall meaning you have to remove most of the wall to remove it. And this will be difficult as a part of the wall you have to remove carries a part of the floor above the wall. I will now leave you and let you begin your reading. Remember to read it all though some of it will be boring but if you want to know the secret it is necessary. Love from Pat Smith"

Though Mick was disappointed he couldn't help being curious again. He decided to keep the book in the safe while not reading it until he knew the secrets that she was talking about. He didn't want anybody to know about it before he knew about the secrets she was talking about. As he didn't expect any visitors, he decided to bring the diary with him to the library in the house and read it while drinking a nice old cognac and a cup of coffee. He even thought about turning on some relaxing music to make it more enjoyable for himself.

 Well seated in the library he opened the diary again and started reading it. Pat was right when claiming that some of it was boring. Just listen to this.

"The 25. of July, 1949;  I started the day with removing weed from the flowerbeds. It took me more than four hours to make it looks like I wanted it to look. In the afternoon I went downtown for shopping. I didn't speak to anybody the whole day, though a few in town tried to make contact but I prefer being alone with no contact at all. If I start talking they want more. It's good that the kids fear me though I would never do them any harm, but as long as they are afraid of me they leave me alone"

It wasn't exactly the kind of reading that makes you excited but he had to move on in order to find the secrets she was talking about. After reading about twenty pages similarly to the one mentioned above he was beginning to be afraid that she was pulling his leg. Maybe it didn't include any exciting secrets at all. Anyway, it was a bit exciting to read something written by a woman who had committed suicide. Then he found something interesting after reading about one hundred pages.

"The 1st of June 1952 : I went to a city 100 kilometers from my hometown in order to have fun and do some shopping. As I like riding my bike I decided to go by train and ride the bike the last 10 kilometers from the railway station to the town. It really was nice weather for this and I enjoyed the trip. As it had been raining my tires on the bike were soiled with mud when arriving in town. I walked down the main shopping road stopping at all the interesting shops. While looking at the nice dresses through the window of a dress store, by accident, I hit the legs of a young woman with the front wheel of the bike and thereby I made her trousers soiled. God in heaven she went mad. This slut (I mean slut though a lady like me normally doesn't use these kinds of words) verbally abused me, using the most dirty words imaginable. But this wasn't the worst part of it; after finishing her verbal abuse she spit at me hitting my face. There I was standing with her salvia running down my face. I guess she could see it did something to me because she quickly disappeared again leaving me alone with her filthy salvia running down my face. I don't think I have ever felt so humiliated and degraded in my entire life. I still could remember her face and I swore that if I ever got the chance I would severely punish her for this disgusting act. I didn't want to do anymore shopping after this awful experience and I therefore went home again."

Mick hoped that she would soon find her again in order to read what she would do but after a lot of pages he had found nothing interesting. He read a lot about garden, house keeping, shopping, paying bills, and boring sight seeing and much more extremely boring reading and he was about to loose hope again when he found something interesting again. It actually was very interesting reading.

" 24th of March 1953: I decided to do one of my nice shopping trips. I drove about 200 kilometers to a nice middle sized town with a lot of excellent shops. I never thought that this would be my lucky day. While walking through the street of shops a nice looking woman approached me and started talking

"Hi, sorry to disturb you but I would be happy if you would let me ask you a few questions concerning shopping. I'm a free lancer and I'm presently doing some research concerning shopping practice for a firm  to find out what is good and what is bad. You look like an upper class woman and I still need some information concerning the upper class and shopping"

My heart almost stopped beating; it was her!!!! I had finally found her again by pure luck. I never had forgotten her face and now I was standing in front of her again. As it was very cold I had covered the lower part of my face to protect it from the cold air. I was sure she hadn't recognized me but I certainly had recognized her! Now I had to think quickly and answered her

"Why not? I love to talk about shopping. You look cold. Let us take a comfortable seat in my car? I have hot coffee in the trunk. I have some sandwiches as well.  I'm sure it will make you feel better." I said to her.

"Oh, that would be nice. Just show me the way!" she answered me

I made sure we were talking all the way to my car in order to make sure she didn't look that much at it. I just opened the door to the back seat and told her to have a seat, then I would join her with coffee and sandwiches shortly. She told me she would like to have sugar in her coffee. I prepared two cups with coffee in the trunk. I poured a generous amount of my sleeping medicine in her cup and used some sugar to make it taste normal. I first handed her a sandwich and then the coffee making sure she got the right cup. It would just be stupid if I by accident drank the coffee containing sleeping medicine.

"Please enjoy it. We can talk while eating and drinking" I said

I knew it took about ten minutes before it worked and I asked her a lot of questions during this time.

"I want to surprise the firm I'm working for. They don't know I am in this town. They have only paid for three towns but now I make it four for the same price. Then I hope they will call on me next time they need a free lancer. I have switched off my mobile phone as I don't want them to call me. Even my family thinks I am 400 kilometers south. I know it is stupid but I just want to be all alone doing this last part of my job. I have found a miserable house just outside the city. It looked like nobody was living in it and I was right. I don't think the owner mind if I live there for a few weeks. I have no money for hotels anymore. If I'm careful I will have enough money for food until I have finished my work" she told me.

It was just perfect. Nobody knew she was here and I had a secret place about 200 kilometers from here. If I did it right she could easily disappear with no trace at all. I had done some sight seeing in this area and I was quite sure I knew the house she was talking about. It had a beautiful location and I had actually been thinking that it might be an idea buying it. I hoped so badly that I was right otherwise I had to find out later to get her luggage and so on to hide any traces from her.

"You have to be careful" I told her "There are a lot of maniacs out there and if nobody knows where you are you can easily get into trouble and nobody would know where you are" I warned her looking excitedly at her. I wondered when my sleeping medicine would start working. She had already drunk more than half of her cup of coffee. She seemed to enjoy it, so she wasn't able to taste the medicine I had poured into it. I was afraid it would soon start to work before she had emptied her cup. I therefore tried to encourage her to drink it all.

"Please finish this cup of coffee and I'll get you another one. You really look cold and it must be nice to drink something warm." I said to her.

"Sure, you are so kind to me. I have met some jerks today but you certainly have been kind to me" She answered smiling at me.

After emptying her cup of coffee I continued talking to her. She began to answer me slower and her voice became weak and tired.

"I feel so tired, I'm sorry but it is like the coffee made me tired. Normally it makes you feel better but it is likeeeee itttt is diffffeeeereeent….aaa…what isssss thiisss…zzzzzz" She stopped talking.

I placed her lying on the backseat of the car. She was sleeping like a baby and she felt nothing while I moved her around. I didn't fasten the seatbelt as I wanted her to remain out of sight when driving her to my secret place. I was extremely careful keeping to the speed limits during my trip as I didn't want to be stopped by any police car. I was in no rush as the sleeping medicine would last at least twenty four hours. I had been very generous as I had given her double the normal amount to be sure I had the time needed to prepare her. I was right concerning the house she had told me about and I quickly removed her luggage and I cleaned up the place to make sure nobody would find any traces that indicated that somebody had been there."

"What is this?" Mick was thinking. "She is writing about preparing her and a secret place. What in heaven does she have in mind" he thought almost shivering in excitement to find out what this was about. He turned page and continued reading after a nice sip of his cognac.

"As I have decided to leave this diary behind no matter what happen I think it is time to tell you a secret about me, , my sweet reader of this diary. I'm sorry I can't see you right now"

Mick almost stopped reading. It was like she was talking to him. He looked around the room though he knew that well that it wasn't the truth but it really made him feel strange. Feeling better that he knew he was alone he continued his reading.

"I have my entire life been dreaming about having my own "pet". I don't like men that much but my favorite fantasy has always been to have my own slut "ready" to serve me in all ways no matter what I have in mind. Now I could do it for real. I just had to be careful not telling anybody about her. When she is stored in my secret cellar located a place where nobody ever would look she will totally be in my mercy and there will be absolutely nothing she can do about it. Dear reader, I have to tell you one more secret; while writing this for you I can feel my juices flow between my legs. All this is written after it has been done and I am happy to tell you that it will be even more exciting and bizarre. If you like dominance I am sure you will love it, otherwise you might find it a bit disgusting and unacceptable but like my newly "adopted" pet there will be absolutely nothing you can do about it. Now it will be your decision if you want to turn page and continue the reading or you just burn this diary. But I warn you; you will find out that this high society lady, as I am, really has been hiding a dark secret all these years, which I think you never would have guessed had you known me"

Mick was beginning to be extremely excited. All the boring reading almost made him stop reading her diary and now it really looked like it could be very interesting. A secret cellar!!! He almost couldn't wait to read about this cellar to find out how it was arranged and to find out what happened to this "poor" girl.

"As I was careful keeping the speed limits I had no problems driving to my secret place with my newly acquired treasure. I parked the car out of sight of any curious people and prepared the cellar for my pet. I knew it would be hard work to get her down the stairs to the basement deep underground. I actually had tested how sound proof it was by equipping it with a relatively large receiver and a couple of loudspeakers. I turned on the music at high level and then I left the basement closing the heavy trapdoor completely hiding the entrance in order to make sure that nobody would notice it if they found the place. Furthermore the trapdoor was operated by a panel hidden in the wall and I had a few more precautions to make sure this place would remain my secret. The sound test really was encouraging as I could hear nothing no matter how much I concentrated. All this meant that if I kept a pet as my prisoner in this cellar and she cried as loud out as loud as she could nothing would be heard outside the cellar."

Mick was both excited and a little scared as I had the feeling that this "poor" woman really had suffered. He just had to read more to find out if she had suffered more than she deserved.

" It really was hard work to carry her down into the cellar. I had read on her id that her name was Pat but I initially decided to call her slut as this was what I felt for her. I first carried her to the secret trapdoor and I had to make some arrangements for lowering down in the room located above the main trapdoor leading to my fun area. I tied her hands behind her back and secured them to her waist. Then I tied a rope around the upper part of her body between her arms and her torso and used this rope for lowering her down the middle room between the cellar and the floor of the basement in the house. I was careful not doing any harm to her while doing it. I didn't want to damage her before the fun began. I entered the room myself and opened the main door to the lower hidden basement. Behind the trapdoor hiding the cellar deep below me I had mounted a heavy rind for lifting purpose. I used this ring for lowering her into front room of the cellar. I had placed a trolley below the stair leading down to the cellar and she just lay on the trolley like a sack filled with clothes. I closed the main trapdoor for the cellar and then I wheeled her into the cruel area of this cellar"

Now Mick really was excited. He was about to be told her deepest secret and it certainly didn't sound boring at all. This was like reading a crime novel. The major difference was that this was for real and it really made it different. He almost felt his body shivering feeling cold when thinking about how it would be when Pat awoke in this cellar. He was very excited to read how she react when she awoke because he was quite sure she wouldn't be dressed like she was when entering the cellar.

"Dear reader, I can imagine that you are very excited to enter the secret area with me. There is a lot to tell but I think the best is just to give you a basic overview and then tell you more when needed. Initially I can tell that the place you are now entering is hiding a dark cruel history. In the courtroom I and you have owned a few people made a secret lodge just named the Circle. The Members of this lodge had sworn that criminals would always be punished in accordance to the crime they had committed. This was fair enough but the scary part of this promise was that many didn't consider death a fair punishment. Therefore they made a secret prison for these criminals. If the members of the Circle during a meeting agreed that death would be too easy for a specific criminal they were sentenced to years in this cellar, sometimes even lifetime. The secret prison was made for both male and female prisoners. After reading some of the treatment they had to endure in this cellar I'm sure they wished they were dead but they just had no choice. Officially they just had fled before the execution and then the Circle had taken over. The period in this cellar was just one long period of punishment in all thinkable and unthinkable ways for the poor criminal. They had absolutely no rights and the sadistic guards and so called doctors really seemed to enjoy treating them worse than animals. I don't think I will be that cruel to Pat but she certainly will feel the atmosphere that had existed in this cruel prison with no chance of escape at all. These poor criminals were kept out of daylight for the rest of their life while they had to endure extreme pain, humiliation and degradation. The members of the Circle abused them in all manners of ways including severe rape in order to satisfy their bizarre sexual desires. The members of the Circle were quite good to find their weak spots and then the treatment involving these weak spots became the specialty of this prisoner.

I wheeled Pat into the large cell area. During the medieval times the capacity was huge as it sometimes had had more than thirty prisoners all kept in different cells and cages when not being treated badly. I wheeled her to a cell for three prisoners and entered the cell through the heavy barred steel door. Inside the cell there was not much furniture. It consisted of a concrete floor with damp concrete walls and ceiling. All around the walls, ceiling and floor different rings were mounted for restraining the prisoner and from some wheels located at the ceiling chains were hanging as well as some of the rings had heavy chains mounted some of them with manacles and broad cuffs for the feet as well. When I found the place all of it was quite rusty hanging in the damp cells for so long but I had done some maintenance in order to make it all work again. At the end wall of the cell three heavy floors to ceiling cages had been located. The space inside the cages was adjustable making it possible to decrease the space so much that the cage so that all the room left for the prisoner was to stand with almost no ability to move. At the ceiling of each cell a chain hang from a pulley and this chain could be lowered and raised from a hand operated winch located outside the cell beyond the reach of the prisoner. Thereby you were able to adapt the position of the prisoner inside the cages, without entering the cell. I wheeled my new slut to the middle cage and let her roll down onto the floor. I enjoyed the sleeping slut for a while and then I began preparing her.

First I stripped her totally nude revealing a well trimmed pussy. I decided to let her keep her pubic hair until she was awake. I wanted her to feel how humiliating it would be when I shaved her smooth like a baby this place. After some thinking I decided to "dress" her in steel during her first days in this cell. I had found a lot of nice equipment in the storage rooms in the prison including head cages, spreader bars, steel chastity belts with or without spikes on the inside of the curved steel plate for mounting between the legs, a huge amount of different shaped wood and steel dildos also with or without spikes and other differences to make them "enjoyable" for the victim having the fortune to be plugged with it in one of the two or three holes that could take it depending on if it was a male or a female prisoner. Furthermore it contained a huge amount of different restraints for the prisoners. I had added some equipment as I love rubber and latex punishment as well. Therefore I have bought a huge amount of different rubber clothes, hood and boots, some of them transparent and some of them made by shiny, black exciting rubber for totally sealing the slut. They all were one size meaning some of them really would fit like a glove and other would be like wearing a dress with too much fabric. Furthermore I had bought an assortment of different gags going from heavy ball gags to head harnesses totally covering the lower part of the head or maybe even the top of the head. In addition, I had bought some heavy collars with a lots of shiny rings mounted on them. I had made some of this equipment myself as it wasn't so easy to acquire,

I had of course used both leather and rubber in creating the equipment. I enjoyed her well trained body for a while and took the time to have a closer view of her relatively large breasts and her cunt. I enjoyed the smell of both female and piss while examining her cunt. I used a pair of latex gloves in order not to soil my hands with her dirty piss and cunt juices. Then I decided to continue. I certainly didn't want her to wake up before she was "dressed" in a nice set of heavy steel restraints.

First I locked a pair of broad steel cuffs around her feet and a pair of broad manacles around her hands. They all had a length of heavy chain attached. Then I locked the heavy steel belt around her waist; it had slots for mounting the curved crotch plate. My choice of steel plate for her private parts was a type without spikes. I wanted to start slowly but in order to still make it interesting for her I poured some itching gel all over her cunt and ass hole. I had made it myself and it really worked. I tried it on one hand and it was almost impossible to stop the itching no matter how much I cleaned it. I was sure it would be "enjoyable" for her to have between her legs with no chance to touch it though she still could reach her private parts. I locked the curve crotch plate tightly into place making sure it irritated her when she awoke. It really was a nice sight. It had tiny holes at the front making it possible to pee and it had a relatively large hole located over her ass hole. This construction made it possible to let her wear it for any length of time. She really looked beautiful in this belt. I knew it would be quite unpleasant to move her hips while being locked into this belt but this would be her trouble. Furthermore I was sure the never ending itching would cause her a lot of distress. While testing it I noticed that moisture increased the itching and therefore I was sure it would work as a woman normally is quite wet in this place. Peeing would really make it itch like hell and I was sure she would find out about this too.

Then I produced the heavy steel head cage and locked it tightly around her head. It had a hole in front of her mouth and heavy steel bands for surrounding the head and a steel collar to be locked around the neck making any removal impossible without the key. I locked the chain from the ceiling to the ring located at the top of her head cage. I placed her on a wood construction with a back rest as well I didn't want her to be cold leaning against the cold damp cell wall and sitting on the concrete floor. I didn't put a gag through the mouth hole though the set consisted of various gags as well that could be locked into the hole making it even more unpleasant to wear the cage.

Then I took the steel bra with the two steel cups for the breasts. Each had a hole for the tit and as they were pretty small she wouldn't be able to avoid them pointing out proudly, just begging for treatment. I made sure it was tightly fitted on her making the steel bands cut into the flesh and the cups squeezing her breasts to fit into it. I had coated them with the gel as well making sure they would pop nicely into the cups and to make her breast itch as well.

Now I was almost through and all I needed was to connect the chains from her restraints. I locked her hands with a short length of chain to her waist belt. Then I connected her feet together with a short length of chain with a cross chain mounted. I locked the cross chain to the ring located at the bottom of her crotch plate and made sure it was short enough so that she couldn't fully stretch her legs. I knew from some tests I had made myself that if you are unable to do something then you really want to do it. I knew she would quickly be anxious to stretch her legs fully but she would just have to wait until I would let her do it. The last thing I did to her was to put the outer rings on her feet cuffs through her rod and then I locked these rods to rings mounted in the floor. I locked them so they were shaped in a V pointing towards the entrance door of the cell. This meant that if she wanted to close her legs she had to move forward. This was only possible if she was standing as the short chain locked to her head cage prevented her from doing it in sitting position. I knew that walking would only be possible in an awkward manner due to the cross chain from her feet restraints making it impossible to fully stretch her legs. Furthermore the heavy chain from her head cage would stress her neck making it more unpleasant. This meant that she would only be able to maintain this position for a short while before she had to sit again forcing her to spread her legs again. I was sure she would complain greatly after a short while like this.

My plan was to keep her like this at least five days making her beg for release and to have a bath as she would probably smell like a pig being soiled with her own waste. I let her cage door remain open as this would make it possible for me to watch her through the one way windows I had mounted in the entrance door to the cell area so that I could watch without her knowledge. I operated the winch located outside the cell making sure she was sitting like I wanted her to. I enjoyed the sight for a while and took the time for squeezing her tits between two fingers for a while. I quickly stopped again as I had the feeling she almost awoke while I was doing it. Instead I poured some gel on her nipples and massaged it into them making sure they would itch as well. They would be the only parts of her itching skin she would able to touch but I knew that scratching would only mean they would be very sore in soon making it hurt like hell each time she touched them. I certainly wanted her to be alone when she awoke giving her all the time she needed for investigating her condition and restraints. Then I left the area after switching on the microphone I had installed in the cell so I could listen to her complains in the living room of my secret place. It was quite expensive equipment in the 50ties but I really wanted to be able to listen to her complains. My secret place had rooms for normal living as well, enabling me to stay close the basement area holding my newly adopted pet.

I went to my living room and after making myself a nice cup of coffee I took position in my favorite chair with a good book awaiting her wake up. It was pretty hard to concentrate as I was extremely excited to hear her complains when she found out what was done to her and she furthermore discovered that nothing could be removed without the right keys or heavy tools. She had none of these and she therefore just had t wait until I was ready to join her. I couldn't help rubbing my clit thinking about how exciting it would be to make this worthless slut pay for her mistake. Just to think about the discomfort she would feel inl her private places really did something to me"

"God in heaven, this really is something" Mick thought while having a sip of his cognac. This high society lady has hidden this secret all time and now he had found her diary. She really wanted somebody to find it after she had left this world. Sometimes it really felt like she was telling it herself as she was sitting in a chair just beside him telling all this. Mick couldn't help wondering where this cellar was located if it still existed. He decided to try to find it later but first he had to know more about what happened to Pat. He especially was excited to read about her reaction when she awoke dressed in heavy steel. As he thought about all that he could feel the juices begin to flow between his legs making his underpants wet and greasy. It felt like he was about to explode in excitement. He decided to change to a more comfortable jogging suit instead of the tight jeans, which left almost no room for excitement. Furthermore it would be easier to masturbate if he felt for it as he already did.

" The 2nd of June 1952: The slut kept on sleeping all night. I visited the area a couple of times before I decided to go to bed. I slept in the living room as I wanted to be sure that I heard her when she awoke. It was about seven o'clock when noises to me that she was awake. 

"What is this? Who has done this to me? I order somebody to come here and release me immediately! You have no right to keep me like this. Ohhh, what is happening? This awful itching! What is this? I can't scratch it and it is just unbearable! HALLLLLLOOOOOOOOOO, WHERE ARE YOU? RELEASE ME FROM THIS!" the slut was crying out loudly.

Dear reader, I can imagine that you have been wondering if it is possible to find my secret place. I'm sorry to tell that it won't be possible as I have made sure it will remain my secret. The Circle kept it secret during the medieval time and a lot of prisoner just "disappeared" to a life in this area. As they were able to keep it as a secret until they decided to close it I'm sure it will be possible for me as well but I promise to tell you almost all about it. If you still are with me I have the feeling that you have the same desire to be in control as I had."

Mick stopped reading. "How does she do it? It is like she is reading my mind though she isn't alive anymore." He thought feeling a little scared but excited as well. He continued reading the diary.

"I dressed in my favorite leather suit making me look like a real Mistress. I buckled the broad leather belt around my waist and attached the leather whip at the right side of the belt. Then I walked to the cell area and went down the cellar. I took position in front of the door to the wall hiding this cell area and looked through the one way mirror. Inside I saw a desperate woman dragging in her restraints and trying to scratch both between her legs and on her breasts. She stood in this awkward position within the limitations of her restraints standing like a woman prepared to shit in the forest. I couldn't help laughing. After a while she got tired in her legs and she moved backwards gradually spreading her legs due to the rods positioned in a V-shape on the floor. Then she took position on the hard wood seat again and tried to get some rest in her aching legs. She cried out all time trying to order somebody to release her."

" I enjoyed her struggling for a while. It really aroused me sexually to see how she tried to scratch back and to see all her useless attempts to get rid of her "nice dress". I couldn't help thinking she was a little stupid doing it as it should be obvious to anybody wearing these steel restraints that it couldn't be removed without the right keys or by using heavy tools. Furthermore her attempts made her body glisten with sweat as I had turned on the heating in this area. I didn't want her to be ill due to the cold damp cells and therefore I had decided to heat this cell area. During my preparation of the prison area I had installed heating as well. I'm not exactly the plumber type but I had no choice as I didn't want to show this area to anybody. I had installed electricity as well. I did order an electrician to install some switches in my house and while he did it I checked how it is done. As well as I have read some books about it. I know it isn't legal but I really had no other choice and it all seems to work. As I didn't want it to be a vacation for her I had adjusted the temperature in the cell area I had chosen for her to between 28 and 30 degrees making it relatively uncomfortable for her. Furthermore I knew that sweat increased the itching her private parts and just made it even more, lets say, interesting for her. I decided that it was time to make her realize that this wasn't a joke at all and just something that would stop within a few hours. As I didn't want her to recognize me, at least not now, I put on one of these old leather hoods. Furthermore it made me look even more scary for her, as the look of a woman dressed in black tight fitting leather just oozed of dominance and discomfort and the whip hanging at the right side of my belt would surely make her understand that I was serious. I could feel how I became hotter between the legs feeling extremely excited. I took the key for the heavy oak door to this area and opened it. After entering the cell area I took position in front of her cell standing with legs slightly spread and just watched her through the eye holes in the hood, which was the only visible part of my body. The slut didn't notice me right away as she was still busy trying to cope with the never ending itching.  Suddenly she saw me standing in front of the heavy cell door and she gave a jump looking at this leather dressed person.

"Who are you? What is this? Release me immediately or you will be in serious trouble! You have no right to do this to me!" she cried out.

"Well" I started, from my point of view I have to tell that I disagree with you! In my opinion you are the one in troubles. I wear no restraints as you see. Try to have a look at these keys" I said showing her some keys. "These are the keys for your restraints. You must agree with me when I say that this makes a major difference, as I'm the one deciding when they will be used for removing your restraints. I really have no plans to do it within the next couples of days as I think it is excellent to let you get used wearing steel restraints. Who knows; maybe you will even feel naked when I remove them" I said laughing loudly.

"Now I must just order you to stop this stupid act! You will be in serious trouble if you continue to keep me like this. The police, they will look for me and when they find me you will go to jail for a long time. If you release me right now I promise to keep my mouth shut and you will be able to avoid jail. Otherwise I have no choice other than to tell them. Why do you do this to me?" she asked still moving her body in a useless attempt to stop the itching.

"And where do you think the police should look for you? And do they even know you have disappeared? You told me that you haven't sent any information telling where you have been the last couple of weeks. When they really find out it will be too late as there will be absolutely no trace telling them where you are. No, my dear worthless slut, nobody will find you. I will be the one deciding when you will be released and I'm happy to tell that I have decided to offer you to stay in this area for a long time. I have for a long time wanted a slut ready to satisfy my sadistic tendency and to satisfy me orally. I really think you are just perfect for this purpose and I'm sure you will be happy to lick me between my horny legs. Just wait and see!" I said smiling inside my hood. I knew she couldn't see it but I was sure she could see it in my eyes. I decided to wait telling her the real reason for trapping her in this prison area. Then she would have something to think about while awaiting me to enter her cell.

"No, no, I won't do this!!!!! I'm certainly not a lesbian and sexual acts like you are talking about are distasteful for me. You have chosen the wrong person! I still advise you to release me and then I'm sure you will find a woman ready to do as you have told me. I know that some women like it like this and I'm sure you will be able to find one interested. Please think about it and be wise!" she tried once more.

"I think, either I didn't make myself clear or you just don't understand. I actually love it if you are stubborn. I have so many ways to make you obedient. Just wait and see. I won't tell you about it yet. Then you will have a lot of surprises to look forward to! You will surely satisfy me orally. I will even make sure my lovely pussy hasn't been cleaned for some days to make it even more exciting and interesting for you!" I said laughing again and continued "I think you must be hungry and thirsty. I have brought some nice food with me and something to drink as well. Here eat this using the spoon, then I will offer you something to drink when you have finished eating" I said and gave her an old tin with a brown foul looking substance and a spoon.

She looked at me and then she took it as she really seemed to be hungry. She took the spoon and filled it with the substance and then she put the spoon through the hole in her head cage.

"Pew, what a taste!" she cried out spitting the food out on the floor.

"You naughty girl! I offer you food and you just spit it out again. You should be grateful that I offer you something to eat! Now I really think it is time for your first punishment for disobeying my orders for you!" I said grasping the whip and then I started to whip the parts of her body that weren't covered by steel.

"aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhh, stop it!, what are you doing!" she cried out.

Then by pure luck she managed to catch the whip and as I wasn't prepared for this she quickly ripped it out of my hand and tried to hit me with it. I quickly ran backwards beyond reach of the whip. She raised her body and moved towards me until the restraints stopped her leaving her standing in this awkward position like she was prepared to shit in the forest.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, you are a little fighter. I like that! I'm sure we will have a lot of fun in the future. I will be kind and not punish you for this act if you just give me back my whip." I said laughing again

"No way! Just unlock these restraints and I will still forget about it!" she cried out. I couldn't help laughing again.

"Sorry, but I just can't help it! You look like a pig prepared to shit but you still tries to threaten me! But if you want it like this I will leave you again. I'm sure you will be happy to give me back my whip again after a while. Just throw it on the floor when you are ready. Make sure you don't soil it with your own filthy piss as this really will mean punishment. Just throw it as far as you can, then I'm sure you won't soil it. I'll place the drinking bottle and the food on a table before leaving you. When I come back I expect both to be empty and I mean empty! If you haven't cleaned the tin well you will be punished. And don't even think about hiding it from me. You won't be able to hide it even if you put it up your ass! I have ways to find out but I'm actually not sure you would like to try out how I examine a smelly, stubborn slave for cheating me with the food I kindly offer her. Now you are warned meaning it will be your own choice if you want to test me" I said and walked to the hand operated winch. Then I started to turn it dragging her backwards inside the middle cage again by the chain locked to her head cage. She had no other choice than follow it and gradually her legs were spread again due to the V-shaped rods holding her feet cuffs. I continued operating the winch until she was standing upright as much as she could within the restriction of the chains from her feet restraints. Now she had to stand like this and the only movement possible was a little back and forth. Furthermore she was able to lean her shoulders against the end wall of the cell. This position would be extremely exhausting for her in a few minutes. I decided to let her remain like this for at least five hours. After placing the table with the food and drinking bottle I decided to leave her again.

"Have a nice rest, my dear. You need to be ready when I come back and remember to make sure the tin and the bottle are empty, otherwise you will be very sorry as I have some nice equipment for force feeding you." I said laughing loudly.

"No, don't leave me like this! Let's make an agreement!" she cried out again.

"It's too late for agreements" I said and slammed the door for her cell. Then I left the area locking the oak door again though it really wasn't necessary as this meant triple lock for her as steel restraints, the cell door and the oak door made sure she didn't leave me without telling but you can't be too careful, can't you, dear reader? I actually considered locking the cage door as well only to make her feel even more helpless but I decided to let it remain open in order to have a better look at her through the one way mirror.

As it was late I decided to have a nice supper with a class of wine. I was tired after all this work and I decided to go to bed no later than eleven. I had decided to watch a program in the television that ended at half past ten. As I was quite sure the slut had already changed her mind I decided to let her rest in her restraints when I went to bed meaning I would lower the chain from her head cage so she could sit on the wood rest until tomorrow when I would be ready for her. I would offer her another bottle for drinking after making sure she had emptied both the tin and the other bottle. I was quite excited to hear her reaction to her drink as it contained a mix of water and my morning urine. The next bottle wouldn't be that different as it would contain the before bed time urine. In the loudspeaker I could already hear her complaints again. She was already tired of standing like that and she had only been like this for one hour and thirty minutes. As I had decided to keep her in this position for six hours she would surely be grateful to have the chain lowered. Furthermore I just knew so well that the itching gel still was working making it even more uncomfortable for her as well as the never ending pain from all the steel restraints cutting into her bare skin added to this discomfort. Finally I thought about the heat making her sweat like hell and stink like a pig. I was wondering for how long she would be able to hold back but if she continued sweating like this she would not produce much urine. I really hoped she would have to relieve at least her bladder. I had tried it and it really was awful to pee through the tiny holes of the chastity belt. I really felt dirty after doing it and I rushed to remove the belt again and have a bath when I tested it. The fact that I had placed it much tighter on her than I did to myself would surely make it even more difficult for her to pee dressed in this belt.

After finishing my supper I decided to sleep one hour before the program on the television started. Before sleeping I couldn't help rubbing my clit for some minutes while thinking on the slut in the cage. I was sure the next months would be fun and pleasure for me. I also was sure that it would be more fun for me than it would be for the slut but that would be her problem. Now it was pay back time for what she did to me and I would make sure she paid much more back than needed. Just to think about how it would be sitting on her face and force the slut to satisfy me made my juices flow in a steady stream."

Mick couldn't help beginning to love this high society lady. "She really is something. I'm sure this will be extremely interesting and exciting reading. God in heaven, the clock has passed midnight during this reading. I must go to bed." he thought and decided to read some more pages in bed before sleeping. He had been sitting with a hard on almost all time while reading it and it didn't look like this would change while reading what the lady did to this woman.

"It would have been nice to meet this woman for real but I just have to accept that this isn't possible. I'm sure it would have been a pleasure to live with this woman and have a common slut to train in this cellar" he thought while preparing for the bed. Well in bed he took the diary again and continued.

"After a nice hour of sleep I watched the program in my television. I have to turn down the speaker system from the cellar as the slut continued her useless combination of arguing and pleading me to give her release. Several times I heard her cry out that she had thrown the whip on the floor and she was ready to cooperate. I smiled to myself knowing that this treatment really would make her understand that I was the one in control. But this didn't stop her from arguing from time to time when she found out that begging was useless.

"This stupid cow, I wonder if she will ever learn but I really think she will after a while and she has tried some of the nice equipment I have in the cellar" I was thinking, smiling again.

When my program was over I dressed in my suit again and went to the prison area again. I again stopped in front of her cell area and watched her through the mirror. She really looked miserable halfway standing and leaning against the wall trying to find a position to make it bearable for her. I could see she was extremely tired and I knew she would be grateful when I lowered her down for the night though she still would be dressed in steel. I knew that the itching had decreased slightly but it still caused her a lot of discomfort. I could see her nipples were deeply red after a lot of scratching. I guess the slut had realized that this only made it worse for her as she didn't touch them while I was watching her. I looked at the wooden seat and I was very happy to notice that she hadn't been able to hold back. The seat was soiled with her piss and her legs were wet as well. I knew how humiliating it would be for her to be lowered down the seat and sit in her own piss. I actually was happy to notice that she hadn't made poo as I didn't want the seat to be soiled with this kind of waste. I put on the hood again and then I entered the cell area. This time she saw me entering.

"Pleeeeeeease do something! I just can't take it anymore. It feels like all my limbs are hurting and cramping and then this awful head cage is constantly adding stress to my head as well as it makes it almost impossible to move my head. I promise to be good if you release me! I have emptied the tin and the bottle though it tasted awful. I wondered what was in the bottle but it certainly didn't taste good at all. And look; the whip is on the floor for you again." she pleaded begging me the best she could.

"It certainly is something different. But look what you have done! Look at your seat! You really have been a pig soiling it with your own filthy disgusting piss. Phew! What an awful stench! I think I was right when I first saw you. You certainly didn't look like a woman who knew the meaning of hygiene. When removing your panties I was hit by the stench of old urine and shit and the panties looked soiled as well. Your pissing on the seat just tells me that I was right!" I said smiling as I knew how degrading this was for her. I could see her head turned red inside the head cage. Then I hooked the whip to my belt again and went to the winch. In order to tease her a little I started turning it clockwise and the clicks from the lock told me that I added more stress to the chain. She immediately felt what was going on.

"Noooooooooo, don't do this! Please don't add more stress to my body. It's feeling like my limbs are ripped out of the sockets. Please make it stop." she begged.

I waited for a few minutes just watching her useless struggling and then I switched the lock on the winch and turned it counter clockwise and she gradually was lowered to the soiled wooden seat. She really looked relieved and grateful while she continued to move towards the seat. I continued until she was sitting like she did in the beginning with the only difference that she was now sitting on a piss soaked surface and then I stopped. Though the surface was hard she didn't deserve to be able to lie down after her afternoon act during the whipping. I decided to let her remain like this though I initially thought that it might be an idea to add some interesting devices to her suit for the night but I would wait to do this until later. I was thinking of adding nipple clamps but then I thought that her nipples probably felt sore enough as they really looked deeply red both due to the cups squeezing them out of the small holes and due to the gel that had made her rub them hard.

"As I cant be sure you actually drank the content if the bottle, I have brought two more bottles with me; one for the night and one you will drink while I am watching you. Each one contains the nice tasting drink you have already had the opportunity to taste. I hope you like it as you will be sorry if you don't drink it. If you don't drink it fast I might decide to operate the winch again and let you remain like before all night. I don't think this is what you want." I said while handling her one of the bottles containing this yellow mixture. I knew that piss alone would make her feel thirsty after drinking it but a half and half mixture would both add her water and make it taste like I wanted it to taste. I decided to tell her what it was after she had emptied the bottle.

"Please, do I really have to? It tastes awful even though I'm thirsty I would rather not!" she said looking at me with a begging look at her face.

"JUST DO AS YOU ARE TOLD! DO I HAVE TO REPEAT EVERYTHING FOR YOU! IF YOU CONTINUE LIKE THIS I MIGHT DECIDE TO PUT YOU IN A TINY BOX FOLDING YOUR BODY LIKE A BALL AND LET YOU REMAIN LIKE THIS FOR ONE MAYBE TWO WEEKS. THIS AREA CONTAINS BOXES, CAGES AND PITS FOR THIS PURPOSE EACH ONE DIFFERENTLY SHAPED BUT ALL MADE TO MAKE A STUBBORN SLAVE OBEY ORDERS" I cried out. Her body made a jump and she took the bottle without asking any more and began to drink with a look of disgust on her face. I enjoyed her fight to drink it all as fast as she could. It took her about five minutes to drink the whole liter the bottle contained.

"Good, very good. It looks like you are learning but you are still learning too slowly. I'm sure the training I have planned for you will make it much easier for you to do as you are told without asking questions!" I said laughing loudly and continued "I see you like resting in your own disgusting piss. As I had the feeling you were like this I'm happy to inform you that the drink you have just drunk is a generous mixture of water and my nice tasting piss. I was just sure that you would enjoy this taste and I can see I was right. If you feel thirsty during the night I have placed a bottle beside you. When I decide to visit you tomorrow I will consider if I think you have emptied it this time or you need more refreshment. Maybe it will be an idea to do it no matter what I think as pigs like you seems to love it and I guess you know that there is nothing like tasty morning urine" I said laughing again. I enjoyed noticing how humiliated she looked. She almost seemed to have forgotten about the itching and the pain from her steel restraints.

"I haven't decided yet if I will be kind to you and let you out of the head cage tomorrow for a moment in order to let you show me what you can do with your tongue between my legs or I might just decide to mount a rubber dildo in the hole of your head cage and ride your face until I explode in a nice orgasm. It's really a difficult choice but I'm sure I will know tomorrow after a nice rest in a warm nice bed. I'm so sorry that I can't offer you the same but there really aren't any comfortable beds in this cell area. As I don't want you to feel cold I think I will increase the temperature in your cell area to 32 degrees for the night. You don't have to thank me. I think it is enough if you show some cooperation tomorrow making me believe I can train you well. Until now I haven't been very pleased. You have shown a very disappointing degree of bladder control and you have tried to hit me with my whip. This certainly isn't the beginning I expected of you. Furthermore your stench concerns me and I don't know if it will be too disgusting to let you satisfy me without a thorough cleaning of your body. I want you to know that when I clean the body of a slut I do it well meaning she is cleaned both inside and outside. I guess you have heard about an enema or you maybe even have already tried one? Well, it doesn't matter as I will show you later. You will be surprised when you discover how much fluid the bowel can take and for how long it can be kept inside you. Furthermore I'm pretty good at using a catheter for cleaning the bladder as well. I'm sure you will enjoy the soap-mixture I normally use for bladder cleaning. When nicely filled you will feel an urgent need to relieve your bladder as well as you will feel an urgent need to empty your bowel but you will just have to wait until I'm ready. I have heard about slaves who were begging and pleading for relieve their bowel and bladder though it would be in front of a whole crowd of people because they felt like they were about to explode. If it was a pay show they normally would have to wait as these acts normally cost extra. After some time strapped to the devices they were just released and then they were told to leave the scene and wait in another area until the Mistress or Master came and removed the equipment. I tell you that it really is interesting to watch a slave walk filled like this. It is even more interesting to see the look at their faces when you find them awaiting the Master or Mistress to arrive. They really must do a great job to prevent their hands from removing it themselves but as they know that this only means one more time they normally succeed doing it though the never ending cramps in their belly and even bladder makes it extremely difficult to control it. I'm sure you will agree with them when you have tried it as you will later" I said with a broad smile. Though I knew she couldn't see my mouth I knew my eyes were smiling as well making her discover how I loved to be totally in control.

Mick closed the book and switched off the light. He was tired but though he was tired he couldn't help masturbating before sleeping thinking about all the exciting reading in the diary. She really was good describing how she had done it and he was sure she had been an excellent Mistress able to make even the most stubborn slave obey orders. He was wondering how this woman looked when she was alive and he decided to go to the library in order to find an old newspaper with pictures. He was quite sure he could find some with pictures of her even though it was long time ago. He still couldn't help thinking about how it would have been living with this Mistress and have one or more slaves in her secret cellar. Then he exploded in a huge orgasm and felt satisfied like he hadn't felt for a long time, before he fell asleep.

Do you want more? If you do want it to continue then please read the following.

First of all I will make some advertisement for a group I have made for the story. It is named Friends of the Courtroom. The link for the group is: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/friends_of_the_courtroom .

In this group I have uploaded some pics reflecting the treatment I have planned to include in the story. I will gradually upload more pics reflecting the story. All you need for joining the group is to write a review for the story. It's easy and it is completely free of any finical costs to write it. Just press the button named "Review it" on the site with the story. My reason for only approving peoples who have written a review is that these reviews tell me if I'm on the right track. I approve you no matter if the review is positive or negative. Remember that it is possible to edit the review later if needed.

I love role-playing and I am presently seeking for woman/women for being co-writer this new story I want the story to be a role-play like the role-plays I have done before. Please read the stories http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=1785 (Janet's Ordeal) and http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=1837 (Janet's Extreme Slave Training). Please read the reviews for the stories as well. Janet's Ordeal is the most reviewed story on the site. Link for review: http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/review.php?storyid=1785 . I did make one fault writing this role-play with Janet. I made it a WWII story. I later regretted this choice as it gave me some bad reviews and it really wasn't my intention to upset anybody. The new story will be free of any historical events.

I need at least one female co-writer for this story. The woman interested will be the "poor" victim in the story and there will be no limits concerning how she is trained and treated. I do of course respect if there is a few limits but sometimes she must even accept to be subjected to this as well as I want the story to be for everybody meaning I want it to include all ordeals reflecting extreme and really hard training of slaves. The only limit will be child porn, snuff and amputation. Save for these restrictions there will be no limit. If you are interested in being a part of the story you will be able to control it in some manners as I will make sure that you are asked what you really like and what is totally turn offs for you in order to make it exciting for all of us.

If you are a female Dom interested I will be happy to receive a letter from you as well as I have planned to include cruel Mistresses in the story as well.

If you are a male sub or Dom and you write perfect English I would be happy to receive a letter from you as well as I need some readers ready to do some proof-reading in order to make the story more reader friendly.

I haven't planned to include male subs or Doms in this story save for me. I might decide to do it in another story I have planned to upload if I find a cruel Mistress ready to participate. Then she will be responsible for the treatment of the male slaves.

I will end this request with telling that you don't have to be afraid that it is too difficult writing the different chapters as you haven't tried to write stories before. Janet's Ordeal was my first story and I had my doubts as well but when reading the reviews I really think both Janet and I did it pretty well. Concerning Janet I can tell that she had to leave due to personal reasons. I'm still in contact with her and she had helped me preparing this first chapter. I don't want the writing of the story to be a pain in the ass. If we have problems writing for a while we just slow down the process and the readers must just accept waiting a little longer for the next chapter.

If this has your interest then please writes a letter with some information about yourself to this email for more information: mickni2000@graffiti.net

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Thanks for reading all this as well!!!

Take care…………

Mick