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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE “Give that phone to me” Natasha snapped at the maid. “No Lawrence, you don’t get to decide whether you need to come and see me this month. The terms of the contract are that you make an appointment every month. So if you are going on holiday later in the month, that means you...

CHAPTER TWENTY He had approached her partly because Damien’s experience had made Natasha a tangible person in his mind. Also there was a certain symmetry to it given that Damien’s duty swap had forced him into this mess. Yet the unenthusiastic response combined with an almost mocking tone when...

CHAPTER NINETEEN “It’s a little late for that Lawrence. The fact that you took it upon yourself to break the lock is why you are not going to be milked in this session. And really what I don’t understand is the idea that you thought you could just replace it with your own lock and that would be...

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN As a day to park his troubles Max was sure it could not be more perfect. Everyone was pleased to see him, and nobody had any inkling of the accident given that they all came from different parts of London. Any questions about work were brushed aside with the ‘same old nonsense...

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN “There’s still more we can do,” said Mandy as her fingers started to probe for Natasha’s clitoris. Natasha however moved her hand away and said: “No don’t seriously, that’s almost painful now” “You’re out of practice girl,” said Mandy. “I would have thought with all that...

CHAPTER SIXTEEN Just past one in the afternoon there was a loud knocking at the front door. At the best of times Max wasn’t used to visitors, but this time the shock and terror made him feel as if he was having a seizure. He gingerly poked his head round the living room door and could see...

CHAPTER FIFTEEN Not long after being returned to his cell, Max found himself ushered out again and taken back to the front desk. As he approached he could see Martin sitting alone on a bench. His brother looked up at Max as he saw him approach, but then looked down again at his feet staying...

CHAPTER FOURTEEN As usual there was a list of American actress’s and pop stars, many of whom Max had never heard of. One contributor had attached a picture of an otherwise naked American soap star covering her breasts with her arm, causing Max to casually graze his crotch with his hand. He...

CHAPTER THIRTEEN “Alright then Lawrence before I get you to sign your chastity contract let me explain in essence how it is going to work. This is a one-year contract for which you will pay me a monthly keyholding fee of seventy-five pounds by standing order. In addition you will be expected to...

CHAPTER TWELVE In his fetish persona, the sound of six young women almost crying with laughter, would have been teasing him out of his mind. However in his professional capacity, experience had taught Max that loud young females, spliced with booze, was a magnet for testosterone fuelled young...

CHAPTER ELEVEN “Oh and before you shut the door, a little dickie bird told me that you are being more than a little slack when it comes to checking passes. The next time you have some free time, come and sit down with me, and I will get out the file of letters from TFL (Transport For London)...

CHAPTER TEN “I don’t suppose you are able to tighten a lavatory seat?” The man who was half laid out on the floor, with his knees pointing upwards and his head in the slowly dripping shower booth replied. “I will do my best mistress”

CHAPTER NINE “Hardly” replied Max. “I have had them all this morning. Do you know what, next time someone asks me what I do for a living, I’m just saying I pick up rubbish all day. And they will say what are you a dustman then, and I will say no a bus driver.”

CHAPTER EIGHT Finding himself at a ‘loose end’ was a fairly common occurrence for Max on a rest day. He was always happy not to be at work, but then became easily bored when he wasn’t required to go in. He often speculated over the whole purpose of it. Was it about earning money to keep...

CHAPTER SEVEN “No sorry” apologised Natalie as she waved her glass free hand in a ‘half cut’ conciliatory motion. “It’s just what I was saying earlier, we are spending pretty much everything I am bringing in. The whole thing about saving for a deposit is just never going to happen. Instead we...