Listen to her, the gurl formerly known as Judith, as she describes her misadventures in elite underground sex circles. As winter draws on and progresses, her self-imprisonment in a seemingly tranquil barn continues to lure her master's like-minded associates and guests, men she gratifies on his behalf, ranging from grade-A hunks to undeniably repulsive. She's displayed and shared, studied and disciplined, humiliated and degraded, with each event taking her ever deeper into his clandestine underworld of forbidden obsession.
Her Daddysir won't let her rest on her heels, no how. He presses her to fuller awareness of her body and emotions through those around her. She's his personal commodity, without reservation, as her outpourings of devotion relate in this first-person saga of perverted depurification. She's instructed that the key to her mental and emotional survival is in seeing her rich, powerful, and celebrity clients clearly and distinctly, usually with a humorous twist. There's no closing of her eyes and thinking of England, not like a dutiful housewife. She's instead required to be top-of-the-line for each one in her unending procession of penile patrons.
While she can only speculate about his reasons for retailing her orifices by the hour or for stripping her of nearly every daily trifle, she apprehends how rare and exalted her suffering surrender through a lord like hers is ultimately. She takes pride in the skills and charms she's learned and perfected at his command.
Is she out of her mind? Or heading toward the existential end of her road? She'll be obedient, no matter what, caught up in a giant spiderweb while playing a high-risk dice game where everything's stacked against her in a life that really has become totally about sexual pain and pleasure.
While she's openly the center of sexual magnetism for those crossing her path, both in the high-society seclusion of her master's elite country estate and at her high-tech performances on the road, her Tatty commands the center of her own attention, no matter who's using her. Listen to her eye-opening and often impish perspectives on what she confronts in her newly embraced, ever-so-sordid, well-heeled world. It's first-person. Bang, bang, bang! On your end and hers.
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