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She inevitably fell into bad company and started hanging around with women from very different backgrounds to her own. Men came and went, but the overall quality of her suitors took an even deeper nose dive.
Despite already living in a small room in her shit-hole of a house share, Preeti was forced to move into an even smaller one in the same building. And even though it was cheap and nasty, Preeti was still two months behind on the rent. The sleazy Turkish landlord had received two lackluster blow jobs from Preeti not to throw her out onto the street, but he still wanted paying. It looked like she was going to have to take him up on his offer to 'party' with him and a few of his friends...That would maybe take care of the rent for a while.
Preeti lumbered up and started to get ready to go out. Her new friend Colleen had gotten a babysitter for her kids, so the pair were due to spend the evening bumming drinks in the local chain pub. Maybe she'd take the plunge that Colleen had suggested and turn a trick or two.
She dressed in a blue bra stuffed with socks, a white vest and a short black skirt, while slipping on her black scuffed suede platform high heels over the unsightly Batman socks. She'd grown out her hair for a while, but it was so thin and straggly that in a drunken moment of madness she'd shaved it off and opted to regularly wear a cheap purple party wig when she went out instead.
Stoned and stripped down in Batman socks and platform heels on a hot Friday afternoon in a shitty part of London town, the corporate restructuring of Preeti was complete.
- COMMENTS
themanredabout 6 years agoWow I love the continued image of 'debooting.' Although I prefer the girl run around in socks, what you did is really great. This passage in particular:
"Ashamed to tell her friends what was going on at work or at home, Preeti became more isolated from her old acquaintances. Drinking, smoking weed and eating cheap unhealthy food took its toll on her body and mind.
Every day after work Preeti wanted only to drink and get high. This only contributed to her ongoing submission at work. All ambition she had once harbored diminished as Preeti slowly turned into a demotivated, bratty stoner. A business executive?! Preeti's only real hope for the future was being able to work a job and actually get paid a living wage while not showing off her chubby ass! "
Is just such a great sequence on downgrade and humiliation. You've dealt with the essence of the genre here. Fantastic work.
Anonymousover 6 years agoDirty Batman socks ... are .... well ... an interesting fetish. Far beyond any mainstream vanilla sex appeal.
But like Maxwell, Thumb, JSMT or Cathartico this author explores innovative plots around humiliation, degradation and transformation themes. Quite imaginative, well-crafted and a strange but strong thrill factor - kind of a forbidden fantasy.
Thank You
