Waning Moon: Pam's Story Part II - Page 10

Officelover · 01-31-2009, 08:36 AM

Okay, okay! I get it! There's a lot of inconsistancty! But, it's just a story.

jonh2345 · 01-31-2009, 10:35 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Officelover

Okay, okay! I get it! There's a lot of inconsistancty! But, it's just a story.

I think your doing fine with the story, no one is perfict, its still a good story.

Officelover · 01-31-2009, 11:29 AM

Pam asked, "Where are we going?"

"Do not ask questions!" boomed Daniel. "But, I guess you'll just have to find out on your own." A grin spread across his face. They left the room, and went up the stairs.

After they left the house, they got into the car. Daniel began to drive, and said, "We're going to be there soon. I want you to know something before we get there; you will be naked and blindfolded. There is a man there, Mr. Smith. He'll meet you in the lobby, and bring you to where your supposed to do. Do whatever he says. Oh, we're here."

The car pulled to a stop. Daniel and Pam got out of the car. Daniel put a blindfold on Pam. It was strange to Pam; she hated blindfolds. It made her fell uneasy.

"Okay, we're going inside. You will strip there, and wait like a good little slut for Mr. Smith. Do you understand?

"Yes, master."

"I'm going now. See you later."

"Goodbye!" Pam called.

Pam could feel the AC on. It was hot outside, as it was June. She gingerly took off her clothes. She wouldn't want Mr. Smith, whoever he was, to see her, but by now she was used to it.

While waiting she thought to herself, "Why will I not allow him to release those pictures, but do so much?"

"Hello, hello, hello." said a male voice.

"Are you- Mr. Smith?"

"Yes, I am, gorgeous."

"Please don't look at me."

"Oh, well aren't we all high and mighty? I tell you, leave it to Daniel to get a comedian."

"Sir,"

"That's more like it!"

"Where are we?"

"None of your buisness, slut. Now then, I believe you're on."

He led her down halls, up staircases, down staircases. It was confusing. Pam felt her feet on metal. She reached out and felt metal bars, and plate glass. "Where am I?" she asked, nervously.

"Don't worry." Mr. Smith comforted, "It's only a cage. For your protection." With that she heard a metal door shut.

"Goooooiiing Down!" He said. The cage lurched forward awkwardly. After a couple of seconds the cage touched ground. "Where am I?!" Pam thought. It was all so confusing.

Pam couldn't hear anything. She couldn't see anything. She was utterly, utterly mystified as to what was going on around her. Where was she?!!!!!!

Then Pam heard the cage door open. "Who's there?" Pam questioned.

"Ask no questions!" He said, dominantly. "Take my hand."

Pam took his hand, and he led her out of the cage. She felt wood beneath her. It was hot. Where was she? Why did she feel like she should know where she was?

The man led her to a wooden object. A stockade? She had felt something like this before, at a historical museum. He put her arms and head into the holes. Then, he took off her blindfold.

Pam could have died from humiliation.

She was on a stage. There were people, paying patrons she assumed, who were watching her here. And she was trapped there, no escape in sight.

She was so humiliated. So degraded, embarrased, ashamed. It was terrible! Pam looked out into the audience. Thankfuly, she didn't see anyone she knew. And it was a small audience. Only about 50 of them.

But still, that was 50 people who could see her naked!

This was absolutely terrible!!!

Pam started crying. An announcer said, "Oh look, folks. She's crying."

A man came over, and started to unlock ehr. Another one, muscular and strong, made sure she disn't run, as the other onemade her do things. He made her stand, sit, play with herself.

It was humiliating beyond belief.

The big finish, apparently, was a rack that she was chained too, so her breasts, and her pussy were visible.

The announcer said, "Well as you know, we offer all our patrons a chance to "meet" our whores."

Pam thought, "Oh shit."

CheshireCat_13 · 01-31-2009, 01:57 PM

Oh, well that's an interesting idea......I like it!

cheesey923 · 01-31-2009, 02:40 PM

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...interesting

ty_la · 02-01-2009, 12:11 AM

Ah, one of my favorite genres. It's a shame you didn't give us more detail about the show

But I do believe that the shows just begun

Officelover · 02-01-2009, 05:35 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by ty_la

Ah, one of my favorite genres. It's a shame you didn't give us more detail about the show

But I do believe that the shows just begun

Yes, ty la.

*16 characters*

molten man · 02-02-2009, 02:36 PM

way to good officelover!! Keep it going...

Officelover · 02-02-2009, 07:31 PM

I promise I'll write more soon. Hang in there, please!

Robert_Z_man · 02-02-2009, 07:58 PM

its a good story, keep up the good work.

HottayFerSure · 02-03-2009, 11:24 AM

Write soon! Cliff hangers kill me!

molten man · 02-04-2009, 04:23 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by HottayFerSure

Write soon! Cliff hangers kill me!

a really interesting one tho!! Plz write soon..

Officelover · 02-04-2009, 06:02 PM

I'm really really really sorry. Believe me, I know thart this is probably annoying. I promise that when I do post, it will be long and good, and I'll get into the habit of posting regularly. It's ust that this tie of year I'm really busy. Sorry.

Officelover · 02-05-2009, 05:07 AM

Pam was led into a room that was fairly well furnished. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Pam screamed.

"Your master signed you up. It's all legal, honey."

"How dare you! Let me go!!!"

"Shut up!" He threw her onto a bed. It was soft, but Pam knew better than to enjoy it. He proceeded to take the chains from underneath it and tie each of her limbs to the bed.

Psm was already naked, and knew exactly what was going to happen. Daniel wlaked into the room. "Master, please help me out of this!"

"Slave, I'm sorry, but I will not help you out of it. Just listen over there-"

Pam heard a lot of noise, and asked, "What's going on in there?"

"Their bidding over you, slut!" he said, "The top twenty bidders will get to 'meet you in person'. You know what that means. Don't you feel proud?"

Pam actually felt ashamed of herself, and a despisement for Daniel. She did, however, feel slightly better about the fact that only 20 people would fuck her, not all of them as she'd thought before.

But that didn't help things. Mr. Smith entered, and said, "Hey, whore, their ready for you. So, be ready. You'll have fifteen minutes with each one, so I figure you'll be done in about five hours.

What happened next was a treachorous, treachorous time for Pam. That day she fucked twenty people. Twenty.

She was humiliated. She was an eighteen year old- a virtous, good, friendly person. And now- now, she seemed to be just a useless, slutty whore who had fucked with 20 different people before college.

She began to cry. She cried and cried and cried, and it was terrible. And then, then Danile came in. "Why did you do this?!" She cried.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why did you make me do this?! Why- you know I want to be a moral person! Why did you make me do this?!"

"Slave, don't get-"

"Fuck you!"

Daniel shivered a bit, and said, "You know what. This was my final test. I was going to let you go after this, but now, I'm not so sure."

"Please let me go!" She pleaded.

"Fine. Go."

"And you'll delete the pictures?"

"I promise. Go."

He unchained her, and gave her an outfit. She would have to hitch hike (the galaxy) home, because she remembered from the drive that she was in some different city.

As she rode home in the car of some nice person who gave her a ride, Pam felt sad at first. And then it started todawn on her, "I'm free!" she thought. She was no longer his slave, or his slut, or his cunt, or his bitch, or his whore. She was herself, free. She would forget this whole event. She smiled, and steeped out of the car as it approached her house, as it dawned on her again. She was free.

***

Meanwhile, Daniel was back at his place. He sat at the computer, much as you are doing now. Except, spread out around him were tons of memory sticks, cell phones, and cameras.

He took all of the pictures on them and put them into his computer. He smiled, as he saw each of the pictures of Pam. Here were the ones of her today, on stage. And here were ones of her having sex today. There were ones of Pam from that erotic photoshoot he staged so long ago. And there were the ones from when he first fucked her ("that was fun" he thought). There were even the ones from his cell phone that he had taken of her that started the whole thing off.

He put them all into his computer and made it into a word document, probably seven page slong (he had to make the images smaller). He printed two copies of each page- he'd have to copy that sometime soon.

But for now, he went to mail. He was sending a message to everyone he knew, and plus almost all the students in their class, the teachers, and Pam's parents.

He attached the word document. He titled it, "Hey everyone, check this out!"

Pam's life had reached new lows with sounds. The last time it happened, there was a click of a cameraphone. Now, it was a click again.

And so Pam's life decended into the pitch black darkness with these words:

Your mail has been sent.

__________________________________________________ __________

Okay- how was that? I thought it was pretty good if I do say so myself. The story does not stop here. I just thought I'd ocve the plot a logn a bit. Coments and questions, please!

Pikachu · 02-05-2009, 05:18 AM

That was unexpected

Please continue...... I feel this is way to harsh on poor Pam

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01-31-2009, 08:36 AM	#136
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01-31-2009, 11:29 AM	#138
Officelover Truth or Dare Enthusiast Join Date: May 2008 Location: New England Posts: 2,602 Blog Entries: 107	Part 21 Pam asked, "Where are we going?" "Do not ask questions!" boomed Daniel. "But, I guess you'll just have to find out on your own." A grin spread across his face. They left the room, and went up the stairs. After they left the house, they got into the car. Daniel began to drive, and said, "We're going to be there soon. I want you to know something before we get there; you will be naked and blindfolded. There is a man there, Mr. Smith. He'll meet you in the lobby, and bring you to where your supposed to do. Do whatever he says. Oh, we're here." The car pulled to a stop. Daniel and Pam got out of the car. Daniel put a blindfold on Pam. It was strange to Pam; she hated blindfolds. It made her fell uneasy. "Okay, we're going inside. You will strip there, and wait like a good little slut for Mr. Smith. Do you understand? "Yes, master." "I'm going now. See you later." "Goodbye!" Pam called. Pam could feel the AC on. It was hot outside, as it was June. She gingerly took off her clothes. She wouldn't want Mr. Smith, whoever he was, to see her, but by now she was used to it. While waiting she thought to herself, "Why will I not allow him to release those pictures, but do so much?" "Hello, hello, hello." said a male voice. "Are you- Mr. Smith?" "Yes, I am, gorgeous." "Please don't look at me." "Oh, well aren't we all high and mighty? I tell you, leave it to Daniel to get a comedian." "Sir," "That's more like it!" "Where are we?" "None of your buisness, slut. Now then, I believe you're on." He led her down halls, up staircases, down staircases. It was confusing. Pam felt her feet on metal. She reached out and felt metal bars, and plate glass. "Where am I?" she asked, nervously. "Don't worry." Mr. Smith comforted, "It's only a cage. For your protection." With that she heard a metal door shut. "Goooooiiing Down!" He said. The cage lurched forward awkwardly. After a couple of seconds the cage touched ground. "Where am I?!" Pam thought. It was all so confusing. Pam couldn't hear anything. She couldn't see anything. She was utterly, utterly mystified as to what was going on around her. Where was she?!!!!!! Then Pam heard the cage door open. "Who's there?" Pam questioned. "Ask no questions!" He said, dominantly. "Take my hand." Pam took his hand, and he led her out of the cage. She felt wood beneath her. It was hot. Where was she? Why did she feel like she should know where she was? The man led her to a wooden object. A stockade? She had felt something like this before, at a historical museum. He put her arms and head into the holes. Then, he took off her blindfold. Pam could have died from humiliation. She was on a stage. There were people, paying patrons she assumed, who were watching her here. And she was trapped there, no escape in sight. She was so humiliated. So degraded, embarrased, ashamed. It was terrible! Pam looked out into the audience. Thankfuly, she didn't see anyone she knew. And it was a small audience. Only about 50 of them. But still, that was 50 people who could see her naked! This was absolutely terrible!!! Pam started crying. An announcer said, "Oh look, folks. She's crying." A man came over, and started to unlock ehr. Another one, muscular and strong, made sure she disn't run, as the other onemade her do things. He made her stand, sit, play with herself. It was humiliating beyond belief. The big finish, apparently, was a rack that she was chained too, so her breasts, and her pussy were visible. The announcer said, "Well as you know, we offer all our patrons a chance to "meet" our whores." Pam thought, "Oh shit." __________________ 20 Trans Femme Nonbinary Ass Collector Writes Poetry On Aluminum Foil with Gold Gel Pens Fills Mason Jar with Vodka I'm Doing A Cleanse White Kid with Black Nails

01-31-2009, 01:57 PM	#139
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02-01-2009, 12:11 AM	#141
ty_la getDare Sweetheart Join Date: Jul 2008 Location: Canada Posts: 469	Ah, one of my favorite genres. It's a shame you didn't give us more detail about the show But I do believe that the shows just begun

02-02-2009, 02:36 PM	#143
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02-02-2009, 07:31 PM	#144
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02-02-2009, 07:58 PM	#145
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02-03-2009, 11:24 AM	#146
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02-04-2009, 06:02 PM	#148
Officelover Truth or Dare Enthusiast Join Date: May 2008 Location: New England Posts: 2,602 Blog Entries: 107	I'm really really really sorry. Believe me, I know thart this is probably annoying. I promise that when I do post, it will be long and good, and I'll get into the habit of posting regularly. It's ust that this tie of year I'm really busy. Sorry. __________________ 20 Trans Femme Nonbinary Ass Collector Writes Poetry On Aluminum Foil with Gold Gel Pens Fills Mason Jar with Vodka I'm Doing A Cleanse White Kid with Black Nails

02-05-2009, 05:07 AM	#149
Officelover Truth or Dare Enthusiast Join Date: May 2008 Location: New England Posts: 2,602 Blog Entries: 107	Part 22: A turn for the worst Pam was led into a room that was fairly well furnished. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Pam screamed. "Your master signed you up. It's all legal, honey." "How dare you! Let me go!!!" "Shut up!" He threw her onto a bed. It was soft, but Pam knew better than to enjoy it. He proceeded to take the chains from underneath it and tie each of her limbs to the bed. Psm was already naked, and knew exactly what was going to happen. Daniel wlaked into the room. "Master, please help me out of this!" "Slave, I'm sorry, but I will not help you out of it. Just listen over there-" Pam heard a lot of noise, and asked, "What's going on in there?" "Their bidding over you, slut!" he said, "The top twenty bidders will get to 'meet you in person'. You know what that means. Don't you feel proud?" Pam actually felt ashamed of herself, and a despisement for Daniel. She did, however, feel slightly better about the fact that only 20 people would fuck her, not all of them as she'd thought before. But that didn't help things. Mr. Smith entered, and said, "Hey, whore, their ready for you. So, be ready. You'll have fifteen minutes with each one, so I figure you'll be done in about five hours. What happened next was a treachorous, treachorous time for Pam. That day she fucked twenty people. Twenty. She was humiliated. She was an eighteen year old- a virtous, good, friendly person. And now- now, she seemed to be just a useless, slutty whore who had fucked with 20 different people before college. She began to cry. She cried and cried and cried, and it was terrible. And then, then Danile came in. "Why did you do this?!" She cried. "What are you talking about?" "Why did you make me do this?! Why- you know I want to be a moral person! Why did you make me do this?!" "Slave, don't get-" "Fuck you!" Daniel shivered a bit, and said, "You know what. This was my final test. I was going to let you go after this, but now, I'm not so sure." "Please let me go!" She pleaded. "Fine. Go." "And you'll delete the pictures?" "I promise. Go." He unchained her, and gave her an outfit. She would have to hitch hike (the galaxy) home, because she remembered from the drive that she was in some different city. As she rode home in the car of some nice person who gave her a ride, Pam felt sad at first. And then it started todawn on her, "I'm free!" she thought. She was no longer his slave, or his slut, or his cunt, or his bitch, or his whore. She was herself, free. She would forget this whole event. She smiled, and steeped out of the car as it approached her house, as it dawned on her again. She was free. *** Meanwhile, Daniel was back at his place. He sat at the computer, much as you are doing now. Except, spread out around him were tons of memory sticks, cell phones, and cameras. He took all of the pictures on them and put them into his computer. He smiled, as he saw each of the pictures of Pam. Here were the ones of her today, on stage. And here were ones of her having sex today. There were ones of Pam from that erotic photoshoot he staged so long ago. And there were the ones from when he first fucked her ("that was fun" he thought). There were even the ones from his cell phone that he had taken of her that started the whole thing off. He put them all into his computer and made it into a word document, probably seven page slong (he had to make the images smaller). He printed two copies of each page- he'd have to copy that sometime soon. But for now, he went to mail. He was sending a message to everyone he knew, and plus almost all the students in their class, the teachers, and Pam's parents. He attached the word document. He titled it, "Hey everyone, check this out!" Pam's life had reached new lows with sounds. The last time it happened, there was a click of a cameraphone. Now, it was a click again. And so Pam's life decended into the pitch black darkness with these words: Your mail has been sent. __________________________________________________ __________ Okay- how was that? I thought it was pretty good if I do say so myself. The story does not stop here. I just thought I'd ocve the plot a logn a bit. Coments and questions, please! __________________ 20 Trans Femme Nonbinary Ass Collector Writes Poetry On Aluminum Foil with Gold Gel Pens Fills Mason Jar with Vodka I'm Doing A Cleanse White Kid with Black Nails

02-05-2009, 05:18 AM	#150
Pikachu Distinguished Member Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Australia Posts: 897 Blog Entries: 4	That was unexpected Please continue...... I feel this is way to harsh on poor Pam __________________