I love reading stories about women who are slaves, since I have been one myself for the past two years. I am a 30 year old woman. I am also a teacher at our local college. The pressure of my job caused me to lose many friends and divorce my husband. I talked to my friend Claire, who is two years older than me. She is also a teacher at my college. I asked he...
"Don't look, Taffy, but Mister Glodstone is right there." "Yeah, he has been real weird today, he turns beet red whenever he passes our office." "Yeah. He is the sweetest boss, and I think he always had a crush on me, but something happened last night and I think it's freaked us both out, Taffy." "What happened, Addisyn? You can tell me." "Like you won't...
Preface - the present I am twenty-six years old. I have two small children, and my whole world revolves around them. My first priority, without exception, is to be the best mother I can possibly be. As soon as Confessions Of A Slave Ch. 01I have the money, I'll finalize my divorce from their father, and I intend to throw a huge party. I have been a teache...
[This story takes place in a prep school which prepares pupils for three years after high school for university, from ages 18-20. Previous chapters explored Miss Crawford's introduction to the strict disciplinary regimen as the first female teacher of the boys' school.] Linda Crawford now had completed her second full year as an English teacher at Hamilto...
[Author's note: This story was originally posted in "Lesbian Sex", but due to the heavy sadomasochistic themes of the series, I have moved it to "BDSM".] ***** --Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: Sophie Burton has started a new job as assistant to a novelist, Marie Alderney. She has moved into the author's house and befriended her maid, Katy. Harbour...
The two young men sat in their preferred armchairs with Master James on the left and Master William on the right. They weren't looking at me directly, despite the chairs being turned to face the bookcase, but that was ok. Dominants weren't required to pay attention to furniture and that's what they had decreed that I would be this evening, room decoration wi...
About fifty bowed heads sat in neat rows of narrow desks, scribbling away furiously. Complete silence reigned. Tammy reread question two of the test paper for the thirtieth time and still no answer presented itself to her. She looked at her watch nervously, she had ten minutes left. Cold sweat broke out on her palms as she realized that she had not even answ...
'Oh god', thought Namitha. 'Why did English literature have to be such a boring subject!' She was really not in a mood to go to class again, but she had little choice. She had to take her classes, after all. She groggily got up, and brushed her teeth, muttering obscenities to her head in charge under her breath for scheduling class at 9 in the morning. Nami...
James came awake abruptly with the stinging blow to his upturned, muscular black ass. He tried desperately to roll over; only to discover that his arms and legs were bound firmly to bed. His mind sought for an explanation as the next deafeningly loud slap echoed through the bedroom. Its corresponding pain coursed through his large frame. His dark eyes tried...
Kimmie Church Mrs. Kimmie Church Mrs. Jeremy Church I was gazing down at my paper, every single line of the page filled with my romantic doodles. I looked up occasionally during class, either so that Mr. Church would think I was listening to his lecture, or just to watch him as he moved. Whenever he made eye contact, I blushed, embarrassed at the inapprop...