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      <title>First Day at the Office</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;On her way to the office Mistress had stopped for coffee and a pastry at her favorite shop. Slave Ron - which she wrote as slaveron - was left outside, his apadravya ring fastened to a fence with a padlock, the chain hanging down. Having no choice, he stood quietly waiting, staring at the wall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is that really your penis in there?&amp;rdquo; a girl&amp;rsquo;s voice asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He couldn&amp;rsquo;t see up, or even at normal eye level, but his view downward was unobstructed and he could see a hand pointing to the flexible stainless steel tube that enclosed his member, with its gleaming cap pierced by a D-ring, his apadravya ring. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t turn his body very far - and his head not at all - but shuffling around as far as he could he was able to see a teenage girl connected to the hand, with two more girls behind her. Just their bodies, he couldn&amp;rsquo;t look up far enough to see their faces. The neck corset with its struts prevented him from nodding or shaking his head and his permanent tracheostomy and the tube in his throat left him unable even to grunt, but he could bow from the waist.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Experiment</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; The start of a long trail. I know where it&amp;rsquo;s going, will write more as I feel motivated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter I - The Prep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The offer really was too good to refuse. Lin&amp;rsquo;s student debt had been getting out of control and her efforts to find sources of income had all ended in blind alleys. She was a good student with some good ideas, but not so obviously brilliant that anyone had wanted to make a special accommodation for her when times were so tight. She was about to be forced to give up her ambition to get a PhD, or even an MS, and settle for very reduced career prospects.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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