Borrowed: Slave On Loan

By Miranda Birch

Having been acquired by a secret organisation and sold as a slave to a very dominant and demanding woman, Jack Hawkins is in no doubt that he has reached rock-bottom. But when his owner lends him for the weekend to a friend of hers, he learns that there are indignities even he has not yet experienced...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Miranda Birch
• Release date: Mar 2, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370406128

Miranda Birch

Miranda Birch is a mature English lady who writes tales of dominance and submission for the discerning adult. She is a firm believer in female supremacy. She has been writing for many years. Her discovery of Amazon Kindle gave her the idea and the opportunity to find an audience for her work. She now publishes on many other platforms as well, including Smashwords, Nook (Barnes & Noble), Kobo, iBooks (Apple) and Google Play.Her stories are all female domination (femdom), and of various types:Hard -- just what is says on the box!Domestic -- rather less severe;Romantic -- femdom with a much softer edge;Frilly -- explores the world of forced feminisation, sometimes soft, sometimes hard.Want to know more about Miranda Birch? Here are some resources:Newsletter: (FREE BOOK when you sign up!) https://mirandabirch.wordpress.com/mailing-list/Website: https://mirandabirch.wordpress.com/A sampler of her work, "Femdom Tableaux", is available at a special low price:https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/786916?ref=mirandabirch

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Borrowed

Slave On Loan

By Miranda Birch

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Having been acquired by a secret organisation and sold as a slave to a very dominant and demanding woman, Jack Hawkins is in no doubt that he has reached rock-bottom. But when his owner lends him for the weekend to a friend of hers, he learns that there are indignities even he has not yet experienced...

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I was on my hands and knees weeding the patio flag-stones (with a bloody kitchen fork!) when I felt the tingle in my genitals. The heavy iron chastity restrainer that was padlocked securely about my cock not only effectively prevented any sexual release (and I mean any): it doubled as a electro-shock device, which my owner, Miss Parker, used to summon me. The shocks were graded, each with a slightly different level of voltage. They ranged from barely sensible through a bit uncomfortable and 'you felt that alright' to sheer agony. There were handsets left conveniently placed in each room, each set to deliver the shock keyed to that room. All the so-keyed shocks were in the lower levels, more tingles than anything else. She had demonstrated all the levels on the day I was fitted with it. From that time on, I had been punished every time I made a mistake in figuring out which shock belonged to which room. The punishment was a maximum-level shock, and then a caning on