On the morning of February, the 1st, Mrs. Canalis announced that she had planned an amazing day for me. She refused to share any of the details for my "amazing day' with me and instead handed me over to one of the maids so that I could be properly prepared. I soon discovered that preparing me meant the maid brushing my teeth, giving me an enema, washing me...
Ulrike's playroom was a lot different from what I was expecting. The floor was made of concrete and the walls were cinderblocks and mortar. There were also a number of iron rings set into the floor walls and ceiling. In addition to that there were a number of vertical poles that I originally thought of as whipping posts; however Ulrike preferred to use them...
Arthur stood at his office window and watched the young woman walk up the path towards the main entrance. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that was tight on her slim figure; on her feet were a pair of dirty white trainers. She walked with an air of indifference, not bothering to rush despite already being fifteen minutes late. The DHSS hand bee...
A week flew by so fast and today I must face my second punishment session under your hand. I'm still so embarrassed over last week's bare-bottom spanking that I avoided shopping at your store the whole week, even though it's very convenient, within walking distance from my home, and has good prices. But I know that sooner or later I'll have to accept my sham...
The day started out wonderfully. It was sunny but not too hot and with a very pleasant summer breeze that drifted the sweet scent of honeysuckle thru the house making everything seem relaxing, airy and full of life. "How could such a great day turn out so lousy?" Kassie thought a couple hours later as she stood naked and miserable with her nose pressed into...
Joe Wyatt, coach of the Mules, sat in the big recliner in his motel room. He languidly stroked his cock as he watched the two girls in the porn flick attack each other with tongues, fingers and dildos. He was looking forward to the big after game party planned for the next night. He knew at least half the girls on the cheerleading team would be panting for s...
The following story has been compiled from the diaries kept by a teacher at the Rotenberg Academy For Young Ladies in Paris. The diaries are now in the National Archives. As explained in the previous stories, the school was founded by Professor Alphonse Rotenberg in 1891 to instruct the daughters of rich and titled families in the finer arts of sex. It was w...
Chapter 7: Tina Becomes Mr. Peters' Teaching Assistant This is Chapter Seven of The Lessons. If you haven't already done so, you are encouraged to read the earlier chapters; otherwise, this story might not make much sense. In any case, please do provide feedback. I am very grateful to those who provided positive feedback and supportive suggestions in respo...
I am probably the luckiest man in the world; at the age of 43, most of my dreams and desires have been accomplished. I have a successful business and a beautiful, loving submissive slut wife. Annie is 28 years old and is blessed with a gorgeous body that turns men's heads wherever we go. She exudes sexuality and will go to any lengths to please me. During o...
When I got up the next morning, Billy was still in his room, fast asleep. I had a leisurely breakfast and took a shower. As it was a gloriously hot summer day (and as I wasn't done with Mr. Innocent), I decided to do some sunbathing in the garden. I put on my sexiest bikini - tiny yellow top and matching minimal thong - grabbed a couple of towels and some su...