Chapter 20 - A Conversation with Burnside Wendy's disappointment with not having been punished at the Halloween Party intensified throughout the first two weeks of November. Perhaps Amy and Paul did not need to be punished, but she did. Wendy increasingly became convinced that an intense punishment experience was what she needed to get over her problems wit...
As is customary for youths all across the globe, any child displaying signs that mark them as nonhuman (witch, warlock, medium, vampire, etc) must enter a local or privately run academy where they not only learn skills to help them better survive in a society that does not always look kindly upon them, but to also learn how to harness the power that makes th...
I had hoped I was on time, but alas. I reached Professor Layt's class three minutes late. I knew I would get shouted at and a talk to about tardiness, but when she shouts at me, and she regularly does, I can't seem to take her seriously. Maybe it's the fact that she's only five years older than me. Maybe it's because she's so incredibly fucking hot. Either w...
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...
Punishment for Piggy Ch 2 A kinky professor disciplines his submissive wife. **** Big Blue **** The painful rod had taken its toll on the pretty woman's big butt. The shapely cheeks glowed with a ruby flame of color. Frank Acosta had left his design of angry streaks across his wife's round bottom. She sat on the floor, whimpering, with her knees bent and...
"I finally know your secret, bitch," Landon Cadbury said to himself as he looked at the Profile on the Ottawa Back Pages. The leather-clad, blonde-haired woman appeared to be in her fifties, wielding a whip and stroking a strap-on dildo. The message advertised the services of Mistress Lorna, supposedly the top Professional dominatrix in the Ottawa capital re...
Stomach in knots, a tall blonde knocked on the door to Darren Cook's classroom. Tapping her foot anxiously, Brianna White waited for the teacher to answer. After what seemed like hours, a low husky voice answered. "Come in." Licking her lips briefly, Brianna opened the door and let herself in. "Hello, Mr Cook," she spoke softly, voice trembling with nerve...
Author's Note: This story is a continuation of my story "Samantha Comes to Office Hours," but can be enjoyed on its own as well. * For a long time after the incident in the office, I didn't hear anything from Samantha. I was quite relieved on the one hand; I didn't have to worry about my boss, Sophie Bettencourt, nosing about and catching us. But on the o...
Even though it was well past midnight and he hadn't called in two months, Dale knew there was no need to identify himself when her sleep-drugged voice finally answered the telephone. The first words out of his mouth were unapologetic. "I'm on my way, make yourself ready." He heard the sharp intake of her breath and smiled to himself, pleased with the sound...
I have written a variety of captions and posted them to BDSMLR over the past year. Recently, I decided that I would try sharing some of the captions here on CHYOA for people to write continuations or alternate branches if the captions catch their interest. These captions involve celebrities, historical figures, and original characters. The content most often...