There were a handful of Gentlemen’s Club around London. One of the more secretive and long-established clubs was run by the Earl of Hensone.
The Earl was somewhat more of a pain freak than the others, so it was not uncommon for him to enjoy his own private entertainment sessions, attended only by his trusted half-witted henchman, Tobson.
Ol’Liz had been the Earl’s head housecleaner for over 30 years. Sometimes her pay didn’t justify all the hard work that she always seemed to be saddled with, but her royal employer did bestow some extra benefits on her.
Like the use of this novice painslave named Sarah. It was such an honor to be given the right to be the first to initiate Sarah into the delights of agony and hopelessness.

But Liz would not hurry this; the best way was to start the pain gradually and build it all into the most frantic levels.
The needles, applied slowly, were her favorite way to begin….
The Earl’s wife, Rebecca, had once felt neglected – but no more.
In fact, most people were of the opinion that she was the more bloodthirsty one.