Depraving the Innocent

Kyra is finishing her degree, when she falls for the charms of her College Professor. invited to his rooms, she soon finds out that all is not quite as she thought about the man. She is soon under his spell, open to his suggestions and drawn into a new set of experiences. But Kyra's eyes and mind are really opened when she starts work at 'Femdom' Magazine. Right from the interview, she is exposed to scenes that she never before has imagined even, and that's just the beginning. New friends, new desires and new horizons await her now as she is Kyra is finishing her degree, when she falls for the charms of her College Professor. invited to his rooms, she soon finds out that all is not quite as she thought about the man. She is soon under his spell, open to his suggestions and drawn into a new set of experiences. But Kyra's eyes and mind are really opened when she starts work at 'Femdom' Magazine. Right from the interview, she is exposed to scenes that she never before has imagined even, and that's just the beginning. New friends, new desires and new horizons await her now as she is drawn into a new world of depraved desires culminating in a finale that will surprise the reader. The TOC may not be perfect after conversion, but the chapters are all there. drawn into a new world of depraved desires culminating in a finale that will surprise the reader. The TOC may not be perfect after conversion, but the chapters are all there.

Although Kyra’s amazing fuck at the hands of the two hired studs and Sissie has taken the edge off her building frustration, the desirable young woman is still looking forwards to Marcie’s little party at her flat. Marcie refuses to tell her who is coming but promises a very exciting evening that will certainly bring a new experience into her sexual adventuring. The girl’s condominium is high up on the thirty-sixth floor of the building, that also houses ‘Femdom’s’ offices. There’s a restaurant and shop level on one of the lower floors with views out over Lake Michigan on the one side and Chicago on the other. On the third-floor level, shopping mall are some twenty-five shops including, of all things, a sex shop, that Marcie insists on dragging her to in order for Kyra to buy a new sexy outfit for their party. “It’s got some really hot stuff. You’ll see Kyra. You’ll want to bust into your credit card when you see the huge range of costumes and other goodies they’ve got.” Marcie of course is right as usual. Her oh’s and ah’s punctuating the shops soft strains of old Bobby Vinton classics that add a romantic air to the shop. The girls flit from one display to another, Kyra’s eyes growing wide as she stares at some of the ridiculously large sex toys on offer. Do women really use such replica fuck-monsters to get themselves off? She looks through the more expensive outfits on show deciding that something a little less overtly sexual but none-the less alluring is to be her choice of apparel. Not lingerie but something a more to her taste than some of the sexually-oriented things she’s been wearing lately, and her attention has been caught by a bright red, halter-necked, leather top that has a lace-up front and that comes with cute, matching hot pants. As she runs her hands over the leather, she decides that it actually is time to bust into her credit card. Marcie has drifted off on her own and she is now chatting to the salesgirl. A very attractive woman in her late twenties who continually glances across at Kyra with obvious interest as the two speak together. Kyra doesn’t take much notice as she takes the garments into the changing cubicle and strips down to her thong before trying them on. She twists and turns in front of the mirror, her smile growing wider as she feels her natural sexuality grow stronger. She had adored the leather corset that Julian had sent her and this outfit, though not as daring, gives her a reassuring glow as she runs her hands over her firm butt, the leather clinging to its contours. She takes her intended purchases over to the cashier’s desk, the name-badge on the sales-girls top reads ‘Cassie;’ and they exchange smiles as she pays her bill. It is then that she notices that the woman has a false hand. It looks realistic enough but she only uses her right hand to process the card. Kyra obviously tries to hide her interest as she doesn’t want to appear overly curious.