The Diary Of Insanity - Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Diary Of Insanity - Part 1

... _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ Friday 17th May 1991 07:41 am I haven't slept a bit. And I'm only just sobering up. It was a long night, to say the least. I've done a lot of thinking between going down to see her and now. It's difficult to know what to do in this situation. There's nowhere to go for help, no one to ask and no book to read. It's all up to me. Memories keep flashing through my head. Memories of long erotic stories about sex slaves, that I used to read from dirty magazines in my university years. Could I keep Katie as a slave? _________________ _________________ Friday 17th May 1991 09:19 am I'm decided. I am going to keep Katie, and train her as a sex slave. I've had to convince myself that I'll be able to use the same stories I read as 'tutorials' on what to do. I'm just lucky I read them lots of times, I guess. It could be expensive, and finance is an issue. This isn't something you can generally request a loan for. 'Hey, sorry, would you mind funding my slave project?' No, I'll have to think of something else. I could ask for a better contract from my publishers. But I'm on thin ice with them anyway. I got lucky after university with my writing. One of my great college friends, Harry, got a job at a publishing company pretty much immediately. After a healthy mix of sucking up to him and his boss, I managed to secure a strong contract with them. But recently they've been ...

... complaining about my work, and saying that its too similar to older pieces. So I think asking them for a steeper contract isn't the best thing to do. Perhaps there is something.. _________________ _________________ Friday 17th May 1991 09:44 am After a couple of quick calls, I think I've discovered how to make a bit of money. It terrifies me. But its certainly better than the shitty fiction I've been writing all these years. The slave trade. It turns out, what Lee had been eluding to when he talked about 'working on' something, was bargaining with a guy he knew to buy a slave girl. The guy was a representer of a respected trader, apparently, and he looked for people interested in buying from him. So I've discovered that the slave trade still exists. It's a tiny market, with high demands and not very many suppliers. Hence, slaves are very highly priced. And by selling them I could make a fuck tonne of money. I could also go to jail for life. But hey, what's the point of living without a little risk? First things first, though. Katie. _________________ _________________ Friday 17th May 1991 04:05 pm What a day. I've started work on Katie. And boy, is she one loud mouthed bitch. After a quick breakfast, I went back down to see her at about ten o'clock. I took with me a backpack filled with all sorts of useful tools. Things I would need to keep her secure without always being bound. The last thing I wanted was for my slave to be covered in rope burns. Once again, when I opened the ...