"Oh Alan, this stuffy old school gives me the creeps." said Dorothy to her handsome Husband, the new school master of the dreaded upper sixth. Alan agreed with his beautiful young Wife, "it is a bit old fashioned Dorothy, rigidly maintaining the 'traditional' school values, as everyone keeps endlessly repeating." They were alone now in the school master's...
DISCLAIMER: This story involves the degradation of a trans character, this is not meant to be read as transphobic scripture. The writer, being me, is trans, not that makes it automatically okay, but just understand, this is a fantasy, and it fulfills some of my submissive desires. Characters all 18 years old above etc. * * * * * Carla had just been pulled...
I wanted to say thank you to the One that helped me write and get this ready for submission, ~smiles~ You know who you are. As always feel free to vote and send feedback, its always appreciated. ************* CRACK Standing behind her desk Mary Elizabeth watches as the girls turn around in their desks looking for the source of the noise. Nodding to them...
Please note: this is an official copy of the handbook actually used at Dr. Deucel's famous finishing school which was in existence in Wayward on the Tool in Lower Suckexx during the latter part of the Nineteenth Century. Dr. Deucel's school was known for taking ladies in their twenties and older that everyone else had given up on and helping them become happ...
Mary Carson walked slowly down the empty halls of the girls' boarding school she attended. Most of the students had already returned to the dormitory for the evening to enjoy their evening meal and to complete their nightly homework. Mary, however, was headed to Headmaster Finch's office and she had a pretty good idea why. The Hutchens School for girls was...
At her dorm Joy lay on her bed thinking about the afternoon. She smiled at the pleasure that she derived from the Headmaster. Joy knew that Miss Kneed was playing with herself. This gave Joy an immense deal of pleasure. She was sure that she wanted to have the attention of Headmaster. Perhaps, Joy thought, this would be just the thing to make Miss Kneed a pe...
She knew she should not have been cheating; she would not have had to except that Bobby had kept her out late last night. They were getting pretty heavy into petting and her mind just forgot about the test. Damn Miss Knead had it out for her, she did not know why but now Miss Kneed had got her. She was sent to the principal's office. Slowly she entered the...
Morgana stood outside the Headmaster's office, nervously holding the note in her hand. She didn't know the contents of the note, only that it was about her and that she was in some sort of trouble. At 18 years old she already had a woman's figure and somehow looked out of place wearing the compulsory school uniform. She was short with blonde hair and blue...
Joy left the Headmaster's office, her mind in turmoil. Her ass still stung from the spankings, her pussy was still wet from the Headmaster's strong fingers, her nipples still hard and erect. She also remembered the Headmaster's hard on in his pants and the pain on his face as he was obviously in need of relief. Surely he enjoyed it? But why did he quit? May...
Abbottsford College, situated in the City of London, was a prestigious all boys finishing school that catered for teenagers from the age of sixteen to eighteen. The pupils were mainly from rich and titled families who wanted their sons to experience the strict regime and make them into better adults. David Bryden was the headmaster that dealt with disciplin...