It was a little after seven in the evening. The Headmaster was in his study, hunting and pecking at the keyboard that sat atop his large oak desk with its dark forest green inlaid leather top. Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap. And then, from the door opposite, almost an echo: Tap, tap, tap. 'Come!' The Headmaster called. The study door opened and Matron -- fif...
If first impressions were anything indication the lime tree-lined drive through landscaped gardens to the Georgian house was a promising start. Even the name on the signboard, 'Welcome to the Fardo Clinic', oozed class. Not Hospital, Clinic - very exclusive, thought Amy Jones; gosh, she really hoped she got offered this nursing post. Inside her favourable a...
I left the cottage and headed for the exam room. I had Maths and English this morning and I was confident that I could do well with both of them. They were my strong suit along with history. It was the languages that were my sore point and they were tomorrow and I would have to do revision for them tonight. I got to the exam room and looked for my seat. Bei...
This escort has ulterior motives... This story is fictional, purely a fantasy. It is an adult story full of eroticism and sex. All names of people and businesses are fictional. While many of you may believe that the premise of this story is not plausible, I assure you it is. In my lifetime, I have met people who have not been able to conceive children by...
When Chryssa woke up, she was in her own room and she was alone. She groaned as she tried to move and her muscles spasmed. Muscles that she hadn't even known she had. Almost as soon as she made a sound, the door to her room opened and Matron came bustling in. For a moment, Chryssa was terrified, because she'd never seen the strange expression on Matron's f...
The soft glow on the sun seemed to caress Chryssa's skin. She was warm... comfortable... more comfortable than she'd ever been in her life. Which made her think that she was still dreaming. Her bed had never felt like this. Silky cloth against her skin, softness cradling her body, and a plump pillow rather than a flat slab beneath her head. When the door o...
Attached to the collar and chain and with her nipple suckers and chastity belt on Matron looked so sexy I could have fucked her there and then but I was now the Master and I had to remain in charge of the situation. I pulled the chain and said. "Off the bed slave." "Yes Sir." She said. I watched as she got off the bed and began to walk out the bedroom. "...
Governor Wilson was going through who was leaving that day. He also checked who was coming in and for what offence. He would discipline the occasional boy but mainly girls. He liked the boys with the longest willy, so he could lead them round the room for maximum embarrassment. The centers 5 bedded dormitories were not sparse, far from it, each resident...
George sat down stairs and waited for the bed to arrive aware of the two women trapped on the bed in the Master Suite and wondered what he was going to do with them tonight whilst he had the visitor come to the house to discuss the situation as regards Julie. He had the dilemma that he wanted Julie to be satisfied and he wanted her knackered as well. He beg...
As interviews go this was probably the strangest and most gratifying I had ever attended. The qualifications required it seemed, were something along the lines of being young and cunt-struck, being able to operate a security/surveillance network and be turned on by the sight of old people engaging in various sexual escapades. Finally having the ability to be...