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[Artwork by Sovjann] NOTE: This is a work of fiction. This is NOT meant for anyone under the age of 18. The actions depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, nor any of the artists, nor anyone else involved in the publication of this story. Any likenesses to that of real people are entirely coincidental. Chapter 10.5 Sexual Bondage, Pt. 2 — Stopping to take a quick glance at her handwritten list, Fayth Payne pushed her cart through the produce section in search of various items. The long-legged sub was naturally persnickety about the groceries for which she shopped, always checking labels to ensure no meal would be cooked with substandard ingredients. Nine months have passed since the twenty-seven-year-old Fayth had willingly exchanged her old life to live as a collared houseslave for her Mistress Moriah Ransom, and she had no regrets about her decision. Fayth’s Mistress Moriah had even bought her a serviceable car and gave her a debit card for her own checking account

[Artwork by @Thalarionyr] NOTE: This is a work of fiction. This is NOT meant for anyone under the age of 18. The actions depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, nor any of the artists, nor anyone else involved in the publication of this story. Any likenesses to that of real people are entirely coincidental. Chapter 10 Mary East, Pt. 3 — “But why would you wanna drive all the way up here just to see me?” pouted Mindy Eason from her end of a call. The gloomy tone of Mindy’s voice made the heart of Megan Eason ache during a conversation over the phone. “Because you’re still my little sister, Mindy,” Megan replied glumly. “I feel so guilty for not visiting you for the past year, so I wanna make it up to you by visiting you this year for Thanksgiving.” Mindy could feel her stomach churning uncomfortably. “But Meg, it’s a six-hour drive up to Naomi from Mankato,” Mindy protested. “You’ve got a boyfriend and a full-time job now… and you’ve got a family who’ll have a spot