On the other side of the walls, things were also changing. Players adapted to the new rules, each playing to the crowd in his or her own way. One woul... be nice and try to woo them, another nasty, offering entertainment value.None was nicer than Jon Armstrong and none nastier than Desdmona Gasten, and there is where our tale truly begins.There were six players left.Jon, of course. The 28-year-old was what all the astronauts looked like before NASA started sending up science nerds and old. With Mistress of Gor I have followed in the writing style of Olga andtried to make it realistic within the confines of the setting. Readerswanting something more in the style of 'Nightmare' will probably enjoymy other serial that I'm currently posting: 'The Unbearable Lightness ofLace' which, like 'Nightmare', is heavily inspired by Deborah Ford'sworks.So with all that explained and out of the way, I hope what follows willdo justice to Olga's amazing work.Chapter 1: Udumi Ayeola"Pretty little. "Hi Mike, sorry I didn't recognise the voice at first are you okay?" Mike explained, he has seen my Mum the day before, who had aired my dirty laundry with him, charming! "Do you want to go and get some food and have a chat? Your Mum would kill me if I didn't at least try to persuade you to come home, my treat?" Mike had always had a thing for my Mum, ever since my Dad passed away, five years ago. He would pop in every few days and say hi, take me to football training and family trips to give. I couldn’t resist staring at her sometimes and plus I passed her sarcastic comments about her being hot and stuff.So somewhere I just wanted this girl to be mine, but then I lacked the confidence to ask her anything I maintained a safe distance. There was something between us and probably she figured it out. Now we had an eye contact in the middle of our study session. I seriously couldn’t get my eyes off her. I smiled. She smiled back. It was a moment. She came closer and whispered-” I’ll be.