Memoirs of a Madam - Episode 1 - Kat Abad - E-Book

Memoirs of a Madam - Episode 1 E-Book

Kat Abad

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Hardwick Manor is an uncharted territory of fantastical pleasure. The charming Madam has this otherworldly estate under her complete control. Her diverse collection of beauties is thriving. Her rich and powerful clientele are always coming back from more. From humble roots working the streets, Madam has found true success as a mentor to a new class of working girls. Madam lives her days in pure ecstasy as she watches her girls satisfy the desires of johns. Her voyeur kink pairs well with champagne poured by her seductive maid, Zora, who ignites more than just the end of a cigarette; her mouth, her tongue, her body are also extremely addictive. All the girls at Hardwick look up to Madam as a respectable matron, an unwavering leader with much knowledge to bestow. Yet, when an old friend arrives unannounced, Madam's grip on power loosens, and she's reminded what it's like to lose control.

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MEMOIRS OF A MADAM

Episode 1

Kat Abad

Artcover: Giada Armani

Copyright: BERLINABLE UG

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The last winter’s snow was just starting to melt. Windswept pines that covered this land were a deeper shade of green; infantile buds popped from sycamore trees as they woke from their long frigid slumber. The scent of maple sap laced the air, their taps nearly bursting. All signs of spring’s awaiting abundance, signs of life.

Hardwick Manor was granted to me by royals on my mother's side, all of whom I have never met. For centuries, princes and statesmen ventured here to play with the youthful and the beautiful, all for the price of gold. Perhaps a little secrecy also attracted them to the estate, it’s location not marked on any map. 80 hectares of heaven. Another world within the gruesome hell we call Earth. For my protection, no person ever stepped through my gates without a blindfold.

Spring was an especially lucrative season. As nature rose to feed and multiply, so did the nature of man. Warmer weather brought plentiful opportunities for playful adventure. Nothing better than a lustful playground where men’s wildest fantasies were personalized, populated by all the beautiful women they could desire.

As a collector of exotic things, I possessed the rarest antiquities human nature has ever produced: glorious beauties from all over the world. But unlike most collectors, my girls sought after me for work and refuge. Not only are they beautiful, they are also deeply intelligent and very talented. Every young lady special enough to step through those gates has been upstanding in nature and destined for greatness.

My business isn’t run by a regime of violence like some common pimp. Those men are amateurs by comparison. No girl in my midst is ever disrespected. In fact, I am a stickler for proper etiquette, diligence, and organization. Their skin is not branded; nor do I take their earnings or coerce them into performing acts they do not desire. They all contribute to the care of Hardwick Manor through their hard work alone.

I have taught them how to properly conduct business. With honor and discernment. I have provided a safe haven for them to play. Only the most upstanding men come knocking on our door. Disrespect of my girls is dealt with accordingly: banishment from our world.

In a way, I am more than just their Madam. I am their teacher and mentor. Their guide. I believe I care for them in ways no one ever has.