toxicmask wrote:looking for (female, no-magic, no MC, forced, reluctant-hidden desires, time-travel or re-enancment is ok) stories about high-class modern women reluctantly and gradually getting stuck in the life of very low class streetwalker/stripper/prostitute? it could also be getting stuck in the life of ancient slaves (antebellum slave, galley slave, roman slave, witch, etc)
2 of jsmt´s stories fit perfectly "the green door" and "thesis topic 23", but I want to know if there is more on this specific genre.
Also stories by Joe Doe, and "A game gone wrong" in literotica fit
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An oldy from many years go--header is original:
First let me explain, that English is not my first language. I have
tried to write a fantasy of mine. Perhaps there is anybody who can
transform the fantasy in a real story ..., and in a faultless
English language?
ROLE REVERSAL IN JAIL BY tshuendchen
Officer Michaela was sitting in the prison night-shift-office.
She
cast a glance at the security-screens in front of her, which
allowed her to keep the whole outside-area of the prison under
surveillance. There was nothing unusual, so she closed her eyes for a
few seconds and than started to read the papers that her colleagues
of the day shift had worked on that day. Suddenly she stopped short.
Becoming suspicious she rummaged into the files on the desk.
"That’s
impossible ... " she thought "... that could not be. It seems that
there arrived a new prisoner today a few minutes before the change of
shift and my lovely colleagues did not make any photos or take the
finger-prints of this girl." As a matter of fact there existed no
files with identification signs of the arrested prostitute
Jenny. There was only a memo with her name and the arrest-
report. "That’s a chance to proof the captain that I will be a
good
officer!" thought Michaela and walked to the cell-area. She opened
the cell-door and ordered: "Prisoner Jenny! Stand up quickly and
follow me!” Jenny stood up and obeyed the order. With wide opened
eyes officer Michaela looked at the face of the female prisoner. It
seemed to Michaela that she looked into a mirror. Incredulous
Michaela shook her head an said displeased: "Prisoner, we have to
record your identification signs, that means photos and finger-prints
etc.. Follow me please!"
The two girls walked silently without any other words spoken to the
prison photo-studio. Officer Michaela walked ahead and so she
missed the sneer in the face of the following prisoner. Arriving in
the photo-studio officer Michaela started to switch on the computer
and said to the prostitute behind her: "Strip completely and
go to the wall over there!” Suddenly officer Michaela was feeling a
soft touch on her blonde hair. She turned around quickly and looked
wide-eyed to the nude beautiful prisoner who stand close behind (and
now in front of ...) her and caressed the surprised officer
tenderly. "W what d d do you ... ?" the shocked officer stuttered
uncertainly. "Pschschsch !" Jenny said and kissed the paralyzed
Michaela. Slowly Jenny began to strip the helpless officer. She
unbuttoned the blue uniform-blouse, opened the belt and pulled the tight
uniform-pants, exposing the officer’s pantyhose and bra.
Jenny tossed the uniform aside, saying
“You will not be needing it anymore...”
She looking at the now underwear clad officer, still in a state of shock for her recent disrobing.
“MY PANTS!”, muttered Michaela.
“OoooooH”, said Jenny, “Expensive pantyhose—I like that!”, she smiled as her hands caressed Michaela’s curves.
Jenny’s hands ran hungrily over Michaela, exciting the former officer.
“OH!”, cried Michaela. “My hips, my ASS, my PUSSY!” She couldn't help but buck her trim hips under the incessant caresses of Jenny.
“SHHHHHHHHH”, said Jenny. “Be a good little bimbo...”.
She then grabbed the waistband of Michaela’s pantyhose and yanked, peeling them and and panties down in one swift motion.
“You will not be needing these any more, either”, Jenny explained.
Former officer Michaela was finally was standing totally naked
in front of the female captive. (But who was now the
captive ... ?) Jenny caressed and licked Michaela´s nude body
and
forced the shaking body of the captive officer from climax to climax
before Michaela fainted and there was only blackness. Jenny smiled at
the unconscious, nude body who was lying on the ground in front of
her. With a grin on her face Jenny took Michaela´s uniform and
began
to dress. Then the former prisoner takes Michaela´s fingerprints
and
forced the nude, powerless former officer to the wall. After shooting
the police mug shots, the nude Michaela was led
back to the cell-area by the uniform-wearing Jenny. "OK, little
one ..." Jenny said "... you are now me, a powerless little
prostitute. Your fingerprints are identifying you as Jenny. No one will
ever believe that we changed our lives tonight so don’t try to tell it
to the day-shift-officers. They will send you to the mental home if
you do. Now be a good little girl and proof your big cellmate there
that you will be an obedient sex-slave to her. And no worry, when you
leave the prison, your new pimp will be waiting for you. Good night,
little one …"
“But I am naked!”, Micaela cried. “NO! NO!”, screamed the now naked original Michaela. “My uniform, my identity, MY LIFE!”, she wailed. What had happened? She had arrived at work tonight a powerful woman, a trained officer with a bright future and career ahead of her. Now she was a naked prisoner, just another exposed girl. She had been above all these BIMBO’S! In the space of two hours she had lost her uniform, her freedom, and her identity!
“NO! NO!,” she wailed. “I’m so nude... I'm not a bimbo! I’m not a prisoner! I'm the police officer!...Me! GIVE ME BACK MY UNIFORM!”, she cried.
The new Michaela closed the cell-door, and walked away on HER high heels, the harsh overhead lights dancing off HER pantyhose—my uniform! Her mind screamed. She's wearing MY uniform! right down to the underwear! Now I”M the WHORE! SHE'S STOLEN MY LIFE!”.
The new Michaela walked on,
leaving the newly naked and imprisoned Jenny with her new life as a whore and an obedient sex-
slave to her new cellmate.
And now the new Michaela walked back to the night-shift-office, and
to a new powerful life.