Fit Bitch: Stage 3 Part 3: Keep Fit The car-radio was playing some dumb bitchy tunes as Mark sat and waited nervously for his Goddess to return. It was Skylar's favourite station, but he hated it.  Seeing as that she wasn't here, he reached out to change the channel. INCORRECT RESPONSE.  MISTRESSES TASTES ARE NOW YOUR TASTES Pain burned through Mark's body as the Fit Bitch on his wrist sent waves of agony through him and he screamed.  He dropped his arm and hugged himself whilst the pain receded. Damn it, he'd forgotten for one moment that even when Skylar wasn't here - she was still pulling the strings.  She was in control. He began to sob. It was only a few days since Skylar had seduced him at the apartment and taken over his life.  She'd turned him into her slave and the worst bit was the conditioning was starting to become natural.  Try as he might to fight it, the watch on his wrist was using pleasure and pain to program him into the perfect pet.   He patt

 A last resort For Sadie It was baking hot by the time they arrived at the resort and the the sun was at it's zenith.  Most of the residents were taking shade in their air-conditioned bedrooms - a few braver souls lounging by the pool and tanning.  Stepping out of the taxi into the warm air, Melissa Johnson looked around and smiled encouragingly at her two companions.  "Well isn't this lovely?" Cassandra scowled, sliding a pair of thick heavy black sunglasses on to shield her sensitive eyes from the glare of the sub. Slinking out of the car, she thrust her hands defiantly into her high waisted black jeans and didn't even to offer to help as her Mom and the taxi driver got the luggage out of the boot. Last to emerge was Danny, her relatively new step-dad.  Well dressed and well built, he moved effortlessly through the hot air and already looked like he was born to the climate.  Cassandra hated how easily he dealt with everything. She really fucking hated his guts a

De-Scent  For Rosie Joe had never really been much into perfume - but it was amazing how a whiff of a particular scent could bring back a million memories and their associated thoughts and feelings.  It was over ten years since he had last seen his ex-girlfriend Kayleigh and he was now a married man - but as he walked through the perfume department of his local department store - he caught a scent that took him back instantly a decade. He was here to buy a fifth anniversary wedding gift for his wife Rachel, but as he'd perused the counters he'd detected an illusive scent. It had taken him time to place it, but now he knew what it was and he felt the stirrings of memory and a rush of emotions.  It was the perfume that Kayleigh used to wear... it was the scent of temptation. All at once he remembered Kayleigh's soft blonde hair,  her white creamy skin - those soft tempting lips and the feel of her warm body next to his as she arched in pleasure at his touch. The shop faded ou