Mijn Verhaal

Before Mistress Madelon headed home, as she was getting into her car, she noticed—as always—that she was being spied on by her nosy neighbor; Diana had complained about this too.  On Michaela’s advice, cameras had been installed that captured him in the act of spying, showing him alongside the person he was watching. She could

Michaela was woken at 9 o’clock by her loyal slave, Herman; after showering, dressing, and having breakfast, she—followed by Herman—went to the slaves’ quarters, where only one slave, the gardener, still lived. After the punishment—which, starting today, had been reduced from 40 to 30 lashes—she and Herman were to visit the site in Katwijk to

After being branded, Jan was locked in a cell next to the gardener’s; after a few days, he managed to sleep a bit better on the hard bench, his lash wounds were healing well, and the pain from the branding had become more bearable.  The gardener changed his bandages every day and also tended to

Michaela was sitting at her desk when the notary crawled into her study naked; she was seated in her large armchair, with a naked Mark beside her—sitting on a small stool behind a small table holding his laptop. Mark had arrived in Haarlem at the same time as Mistress Denise and another slave, but he

Slave Jan was required to report to the house slave Herman at 9:00 AM; he had been told to make himself available for the next 24 hours. This was not a problem for Jan; he was 59 years old and medically unfit for regular work, having qualified for early retirement following a period of sick

The boy stood at the door of Mistress Michaela’s villa; after much back-and-forth emailing, he was finally allowed to visit her. When she had asked his age, he had honestly replied that he was seventeen; initially, he had thought that being younger would make him more attractive to an older Mistress.  However, Michaela informed him

Before leaving for work that day, Peter had been told by Marja that she wanted to discuss certain matters with him—which meant he had to come straight home after his shift.Knowing his life had been turned completely upside down, Peter was curious about what this would entail.  He experienced every day the fact that his

As a cross dresser and she male, Michaela loved feminine clothing—something quite natural for cross dressers—though many in the community dressed in a highly provocative manner that made them stand out in public.  Michel, by contrast, never wanted to draw attention and preferred to blend into the crowd; while Michaela shed her inhibitions; provocative attire

Peter had slept in the attic the previous night after Marja ordered him to do so; he was also forbidden from taking the car, which meant he had to walk to work whenever he was on the early shift—and he *was* on the early shift, or at least that was what he had told Marja.

Peter had called them, and they were all sitting at the table; Peter and Paul were quiet, sitting somewhat uncomfortably on their sore backsides. Little was said, and after the meal, Marja ordered Peter and his son to do the dishes. She went into the living room with Diana, and they talked about her purchases—excluding