Reformatory Stories

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St. Anne’s Reformatory School for Troubled Girls

by zechs195 on Aug 3, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Look above to see Victoria. A short while ago ago she would have been horrified by anyone seeing her topless let alone photographing it. Now instead she's smiling for her new school photos. Why you might ask? Because as part of her education at "St. Anne’s Reformatory School for Troubled Girls" she's been kept completely nude for the last three mon...

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Restrained for a Caning

by maidofallworks on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Sir grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. He stares at me and my chin falls. "Susie, you are to be punished," he states. He leads me towards the spanking horse. Taking my hand, he pulls me over it. My skirt rises, revealing my maroon gym knickers. Each leg of the horse is fitted with a leather cuff. Sir binds me tightly by the wrists and ankles. I hear...

Phantom Ch. 04

by Julie20 on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

IV Control The spirit of the deceased Victorian Reformatory Overseer found that the longer he inhabited Trish's mind the easier it became to find his way around. Moving around a mind is not like being in a city as thoughts are not neat and separate like buildings. It is more like being in a forest and finding one's way between bundles of synapses and though...

An Evening to Remember

by Tony155 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Her parents had wanted to take them out to dinner for their fifth anniversary, but Kim and her husband, Chris, had these plans made for over three months and nothing was going to stop them. Each year, they always tried to do something different and exciting for their anniversary and this year was no exception. While driving to their destination, Chris looke...

Reformatory Girls Ch. 01

by escalus on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

In the schoolroom thirty girls, aged from 18 to 21, wearing thirty grey Hazely Reformatory skirts and pullovers, sit at thirty desks, studying the arithmetic problems on the blackboard. At the front of the schoolroom Miss Bulstrode, a strapping woman with a short, dyke's haircut, paces backwards and forwards, scrutinising the girls keenly, pausing now and t...

Restrained for a Caning Again

by maidofallworks on Jul 20, 2020
BDSM

I had had it coming. Too many indiscretions, too many late nights out with the girls and now his patience had snapped. Being a good, attentive submissive is never easy. Sometimes, despite the lure and escape of submission, humiliation and chastisement at his hands, I choose a night out with the girls from the office. That Sunday, when I had failed to call hi...

Reformatory Girls Ch. 08

by escalus on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

One day, whilst she is working in the Laundry, Clare Davenport makes a discovery. The day has not been going well for Clare, largely owing to her knickers. She has always hated wearing Reformatory knickers – you never know who has worn them before, what sort of fluids and juices they have been stained with. But the pair she was doled out last changeover day...

Phantom Ch. 02

by Julie20 on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

The Nightmare In the first part of our story we saw how Trish visited the derelict Victorian reformatory and was brutally taken by an entity which was horribly real in every sense apart from being invisible. The traumatised young woman flees to her flat and a warm bath where she is introduced to the fact that her attacker has accompanied her home. Feeling...

Phantom Ch. 03

by Julie20 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

Chapter 03: Mind Games He lived in her neurons and he had ridden in her mind as she brought him home with her away from the shell of the Victorian Institution where his rule had been law and life and death to the fallen women who had been brought to him. As she slept he had perfected his hold on her and he had drawn strength from the fear and humiliation wh...

The Mystery Box Pt. 02

by Brander on Jun 15, 2020
BDSM

A new morning and new possibilities. Still aroused from my behaviour last night, and the fact that my lovely wife had appeared to enjoy me being rougher than usual, meant that the fires of passion were still running through my body and the welcome task of rummaging through the contents of our box did little to subdue them. Susan was sleeping like a baby,...