18 October
While using the tin bath and potty chair to do my toilet on annie this morning I came up
with a new game. I made annie open her mouth and tried to aim my piss so that I urinated
in her mouth. I enjoyed it so much that I left her tied up there all day and drunk lots of
water so I could keep coming back and have lots of goes. 

From the third time onwards I made annie drink all the urine that went in her mouth. 

19 October
This morning I added to the game by trying to shit into her open mouth. On this first
time I got very little in, but I have played it several times since and now I can usually
fill her mouth. She has to eat it, but my shit comes out faster than annie can swallow so
however good my aim is a lot of it goes over her face. Although I am not a health fanatic
I do eat a lot of fibre so my shit is usually soft, sticky, and very smelly (if I am rude
about myself, I shit like a cow), the worst kind to have running over your face. 

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19 November
It was still snowy, and on the way to work I had a good idea. 

It was dark in the garden in the evening, and the garden is long enough so you cannot see
the far end from the house in the dark. But to be very certain I waited until one o`clock
at night to make sure no one in the other flats saw us. 

I made annie dress in warm jeans, fir lined boots, two very thick sweaters and thick
gloves. Then I took her to the end of the garden, made her stand with her back to the
fence and stretch her arms out to each side of her so I could tie her wrists to two fence
posts, so she was standing like someone being crucified. She was dressed very warmly, but
I pulled her two sweaters up and knotted the front so that it left her tummy naked. The
rest of her was still warmly covered, only her tummy was naked so I did not think she was
in danger of pneumonia. 

Then I stood about 15 foot in front of her and spent a happy half an hour throwing
snowballs at her naked tummy. 

21 November
It snowed yesterday again, but annie was visiting friends, so we could not play
snowballs. Today it warmed up, the snow was still on the ground but it was beginning to
melt, I thought this would be the last day we could play snowballs. 

I did the same as two nights ago, tied annie to the fence at one in the morning in warm
clothes. But this time I made her wear different sweaters, instead of ones with high necks
that came up under the chin, I made her wear two sweaters that buttons up at the front (a
bit like the ones American college jocks wear in the films, but with buttons that go right
up to the neck). 

When she was tied up I undid the top few buttons on both sweaters and pulled them open so
that her boobs were naked. Then I threw my snowballs at her boobs. 

28 November
It was a lot warmer, but still cold. The snow was melting but there was still quite a bit
on the lawn. It was Saturday so in the morning I told annie that it would be a nice
gesture if she shovelled all the snow off the lawn for our neighbours. It was mid morning
when she did it, so our neighbours could see, but I do not think they would find it
strange to see the woman from the upstairs flat shovelling snow, a lot of people did that,
and she was in nice thick warm boots. But they might have wondered why apart from the
thick boots all she was wearing was a bikini. 

Piling up the snow had another advantage, in a pile enough snow did not melt for us to
have one last snowball fight. 

I made annie follow me down the garden in her warm boots and a thick coat. At the end of
the garden I made her take off the coat, underneath she was wearing nothing except for the
boots, The weather was warmer now so I did not think I would kill her, but it was cold
enough for her to be shivering by the time I had tied her up. I then spent nearly a whole
hour throwing snowballs at her naked body. 

She was very cold by the time we went back inside, so instead of locking her in the cell
I let her spend the night in her bed with lots of blankets.

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When she had finished I made her make us dinner. Once we had eaten I made her hold a
light for me in the shed. 

I selected a thing like a pair of pincers, a thing with a sharp point, a thing that
looked like a leather covered stick, (sorry I am no farmer, I have no idea what they
really were), and a few large sized mouse traps (rat traps ?). Then I took these, and
annie, into the animal stable. 

The stable was not lit, but I had a camping lamp that I hung in one of the stalls. The
stall walls were concrete up to about 5 foot, then about four foot of wood (to the roof)
(see stable Document Illustrations). I made her stand with her back to the wall, and tied
her wrists to the wood, so her arms were out stretched and wrists slightly higher than her
head. I made her spread her legs wide. One I tied to a post that supported the roof, but
there was only concrete on the other side, nothing to tie her other leg to. So I got a
piece of wood we had removed from the pig sty when replacing the roof, and tied it between
her ankles to keep her legs spread wide. 

Then I started torturing her boobs. 

First I beat them with the leather covered stick. Then I used the pincers to pinch, pull
and twist her boobs. Then I used the sharp thing to jab and poke them with. Next I
stretched them out with the pincers and beat them while stretched, with the leather
covered stick. Finally I kept them stretched with the pincers and stabbed her boobs hard
enough with the sharp thing to break the skin. 

Reading that through it does not sound like much, but it went on for about two hours. Two
hours of fun for me and two hours of agony for annie. 

When I had finished I attached a large mouse (rat ?) trap to each boob and snapped it
shut. They did not just have a metal bar, but has a jagged edge, so really hurt her. 

I left the traps on her boobs and started torturing her pussy. 

I used the leather covered stick to beat her pussy. Then I used the pincers to stretch,
pull and twist her pussy lips. Then I forced the pincers up inside her pussy. I pinched
her clitoris with the pincers, hard. Twisted it and pulled it. Then I spent time stabbing
her pubic mound, pussy lips, and inside her pussy with the sharp thing. 

That also sounds boring to read, but I found it a fun couple of hours. annie did not find
it fun, but she did not find it boring either. 

Finally I Attached a trap to each of her pussy lips and forced the leather covered stick
up her pussy and left it there. I was about to go in when I had another idea. 

I made her stick out her tongue and snapped another trap onto it. Then I went inside and
made myself a cup of coffee, leaving her like that. 

About half an hour later I came back out. For an hour or so I tortured her tummy with the
pincers, pinching, pulling, stretching, and really hurting her flesh. Then I pinched (with
my hand) the skin just above her tummy button and snapped my final trap on that. 

Her arms were stretched sideways, and slightly up. So I spent an hour torturing these.
First I whipped them (with the whip I had cut earlier), then I pinched and twisted the
skin on them with the pincers. Finally I poked and jabbed them with the sharp thing for a
while. 

I got three more traps from the shed. One I attached to her nose, and one to each of her
feet across her toes. 

I left her like that for what was left of the night and went to bed.

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13 September
When we had got home on Sunday there had been a telephone message from Richard asking me
to call him. We had arrived too late for it to be reasonable for me to call him then so I
did so today. 

He seemed very embarrassed and said that a person who had been at their swingers meeting
when annie had been their waitress (14 August) was responsible for organising the meeting
the weekend after next. He had asked Richard where he had hired his maid, because he
wanted to hire her too. He asked me if I wanted to contact him. I said that probably yes,
and Richard gave me his telephone number. 

I phoned him, he was glad I did. He wanted a slightly different service to what Richard
wanted, but I agreed to it, but pointed out that I would have to be there to watch. I made
him think I was a chaperon, but really I just wanted to watch annie be humiliated. He then
asked me how much I charged. I was going to say it is free, then I thought it would be
more humiliating for annie if he paid for the sexual use of annie. I also thought I could
buy myself something nice with the money. But I had no idea how much to charge. So I told
him that it was open to negotiation and let him suggest an amount of money. When he made a
suggestion I nearly dropped the phone. What he offered for the use of annie for a day was
more that I earned in a week (and about what annie earned in two weeks). I was ready to
say yes, but then I realised that I did not want to appear too quick or he would realise
he was overpaying. I had said it was open to negotiation, so I would have to come up with
a higher price and negotiate to a middle point. As I realised this I was turned on by the
fact that I was about to negotiate a fee for the sexual use of my flatmate. So I decided
to start with a really high figure so there would be lots of negotiating. I said an amount
that was just over twice what he had offered. I chose that amount for the reason that it
was exactly annie`s monthly salary. He did not negotiate. He said that amount would be OK
without a pause, he even apologised for offering so low an amount the first time. 

When I put the phone down I was still shocked at the money I had just made. I was also
incredibly turned on by the fact that I had just sold my flatmate into sexual slavery for
a day. It was only about nine in the evening, but I was ready for bed. Bed with annie. 

I handed annie the strap on and told her to strip naked and put it on. Then I stripped
naked, got into bed, and made annie fuck me for hours with it. 

I had decided on making annie use the strap on because I wanted a real fuck and was going
to pretend she was a man. But when she fucked me I was more turned on by the fact that it
was my slave fucking me, so I did not. 

14 September
I was still turned on by the fact that I had sold my flatmate for use for sex. I was once
again glad I was not a man, if I was, I would have been walking round all day with a stiff
erection! 

Again I went to bed early and made annie fuck me a lot with the strap on. 

15 September
You know from reading this that I have done a lot of good (for me) sexually turning on
things to annie. I am also not a shrinking violet, I have had a proper sex life and
several boyfriends. I have had really good erotic sex experiences in my life. But I can
tell you that nothing comes nearly close to the sexual thrill of selling your flatmate for
use for sex. 

It is two days later and I am still so turned on by what I have done that I can think of
nothing else. I am so sexually aroused all the time that I am changing my knickers several
times a day and I still stink like sex.