Dolcett Enterprises -
Snuffing For Real

Introduction to the Dolcett Enterprise
and "Club X" proposition

THIS IS NOT A SNUFF SITE, but a professional, private role-playing and "scene" club for those interested in exploring the wilder themes of sexual submission/slavery in the extreme, bondage, domination and sado-masochism (BDSM) in a unique and safe fashion.

However, we appreciate that many of our investors, readers and Club members will ask the question
- "Can you do it for real?"

There are only two, possibly three, justifiable ways in which such an event can arise. Here is a sample story about one of those ways.


The Nanny

Do you have problems with your nanny?
Are you concerned that she is harming your children?
Are you worried about the possible scandal that may arise if it's true and exposed in the press?

Let us carry out a discreet investigation for you. If it's true we can help replace your nanny without the scandal. 
Call: Dolcett Domestic Investigations today.
Call: 1-800 000 000 ext. 45

Dolcett Domestic Investigations
is a subsidiary of Dolcett Enterprises.

"Hmmm," Mr Smith, read the advert in the newspaper a second time, "Dolcett eh? Well I know what they do, and they've got an excellent reputation for dealing with matters privately and professionally."

"Mr Smith?"  The smartly-dressed young lady presented her business card in the quiet cafe where he'd arranged to meet her.  To all outward appearances it was just a business meeting, only those in-the-know would recognise the significance of the gold neck chain and the little "X" medallion attached to it.  "My name's Miss Jolyn, I represent Dolcett Domestic Investigations, I believe you suspect your children's nanny of abusing them?"

He read the card as she spoke, making no attempt to invite her to sit with him and she made no move to do so.

"That's correct," he indicated the other chair at the table, "please sit"  As she did so he noticed how her tiny skirt rose up and exposed the glitter of gold from underneath at the top of her bare legs, another "X" he suspected. Like all well-behaved young ladies she crossed her ankles but made no move to cross her legs, keeping her knees a few inches apart to display her "special" credentials to him.  Approvingly he told her all about young Inga, the Swedish nanny he and his wife had hired to care for their growing brood of beautiful children.

Throughout the conversation, with many professional and competent questions asked by Miss Jolyn he toyed with the thoughts of the gold she wore, only a few of Dolcett's exceptional and carefully selected staff ever wore the gold, it gave him that special feeling of being so close to the very heart of their unique and discreet services, his own wife was merely an "iron", but still satisfied all his passionate desires.

"Well," Miss Jolyn finished, "that should be sufficient for our enquiries.  I'll call on you during the nanny's day off to install all the necessary observation equipment and we will proceed from there."  Smiling she rose, smoothing her skirt and began to turn away.

Mr Smith halted her. "About the fee?"

Miss Jolyn smiled widely "Oh, there's no fee for our investigative services to Members.  If your nanny turns out to be an offender against your family our staff will obtain all costs directly from her.  If she is the guilty party, she will pay."  And with that she strode away up the street.

Dolcett Girls : Death Camp - One of only two reasons for snuffing a Girl for real.Two weeks later Miss Jolyn presented her report to the Smiths in their elegant home.  As previously she was sat appropriately for one of her high caliber directly facing Mr Smith with no obstruction to his view.

"As you can see from the video records," she indicated the tablet computer where all the details were being displayed.  "She has been mistreating the children when you haven't been at home, and her drinking from your bar doesn't help."

"We did," Mrs Smith spoke up angrily, "lock it!"

"Yes," Miss Jolyn noted, "but she has found out how to pick the locks."

"Bitch!" Mrs Smith snapped, "My Children!"  She turned to her husband for support and he squeezed her hand in comfort. "We have to do something!"

"That's all right dear, I believe Miss Jolyn has a suggestion?"

Miss Jolyn smiled. "We do indeed."

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