Chapter One The recovery from my Birthday party took most of the weekend. I was totally exhausted from all the punishment and sex. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have changed anything about it. I met so many new friends, with so many great experiences, and I have memories that I will never forget. When we did get back to Daddy's house, I basically passed ou...
This is purely fiction any correlation to real people is completely happenstance. Warning This story contains depictions of coerced male on male oral intercourse. The misquote Austin Powers if this is not your bag baby, do not read it. It was a warm early spring Friday. I was attending a math class in my third semester at a prestigious private western Univ...
Number 37 Rue Cordier, in the Neuilly suburb of Paris, France is a large and elegant house set at the end of a long driveway and screened from the street by tall poplar trees. It houses the offices of the municipal council. From 1891 until 1914 this address was known to many of the wealthy and titled families in Europe. At that time there was a polished bras...
"Can't believe she's done this," I muttered after putting my phone back. "What's up?" my cousin asked and I gave him the look. "That clingy ex again?" Jess chimed in. She was nursing her baby, and she looked over at Chris with a quizzical look. "Yeah," I responded with a roll of my eyes and a sigh of exasperation. She pat my hand gingerly, and I smiled at...
Blake was in his cell with his cellmate passing the day away. His cell almost looked more like the inside of a space capsule than the traditional cage depicted in movies. There was nothing to do. He had already done his exercises and taken his daily shower. Because of his good behavior, he was allowed to check up to five books a week from the prison library....
"I'll do anything; just give me the answers to the quiz. Tom! Please?" I was desperate. I hadn't studied for this damned quiz. I completely forgot it was today and history wasn't my forte. I had heard through the grapevine that the guy to talk to in a desperate case like mine was Thomas G. Caine, an expert in borrowing the teachers' answer sheets, getting...
The following story has been compiled from the diaries kept by a teacher at the Rotenberg Academy For Young Ladies in Paris. As explained in the previous story, 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 widely accepted that if a girl was extremely prof...
I arrived at Professor Cooper's office promptly at 4 as she had requested. Her office door was open when I got there so I knocked on it lightly as I poked my head in. "Professor?" I asked. "Yes, come in, Steve." She said from behind her desk. "Shut the door behind you and please a take a seat." I shut the door and nervously sat down on the chair in front...
Matt, Amanda, and I all loved role playing together. We each kept a list of different sex scenarios that we all wanted to do over time, some kinkier than others, but one particular evening, Matt was really craving a good old-fashioned professor with naughty schoolgirls at an all-girls college scenario. He had found actual school desks at an antique store and...
Chapter 18 - A night in Burnside's office Amy's time was full that semester, as full as it could be. Although Amy was becoming somewhat better with the math requirements of her field, she was grateful to have Wendy present at all times to ask her for help on formulas for her economics classes. Wendy seemed to have a talent for numbers totally out of reach f...