Chapter 1 – I sell myself Sitting on the monorail, looking at my reflection in the window and ignoring the city as it sped by, I told myself it would only be for three months. Three months wearing the collar, three months of almost no-holds barred slavery. The credits would get me out of the hole I'd dug for myself, and then I could book passage off this ma...
A chill mist surrounded the unreasonably large castle at the heart of the Valley of Quorn. This castle was both fortress and palace, yet, in truth, neither. Built over more than 500 years the castle was more like a small city than a castle, and rather than a palace, it was in truth a university. What did they teach there? Adventuring, the ancient and honor...
Brooke Fisher sat in the back of the limousine as it wound it's way up the highway into rural Vermont. She had on her usual funky emo outfit which consisted of shorts over black leggings combined with a t-shirt and denim jacket. Brook loved to dress this way since it not only defined her as a "cool chick" but it also infuriated her father to no end. And infu...
Foreword This is not a story that will suit many of you. I therefore urge you not to read it, unless you are one of the very few people in the world who enjoy the extreme humiliation of young men at the hands of women. This story, along with others I have written, has no redeeming features for the uninitiated. So I beg you, don't read it. Don't vote and don...
This is so dumb, I think as I approach the gate. For the next year of my life I will be forced to stay at the Foundations Academy. It seems like a dumb school and a desperate attempt by my mom to get me to figure out my life. The worst part is I have no idea what to expect since there is no information online about the school. I doubt my mom even knows where...
Notes: This is purely my work. Some of it may be true. Some of it may not be true. For purposes of this "story" all characters that are required to be 18+ years old are that old at the point in the "story" that they are required to be by there actions or situation. This "story" is quite long. It is a wham-bam tail and starts out slow but will grow as time go...
Too many toys, too little time. Recently, my husband and I faced a serious dilemma. What do you do when you have more sex toys and kinky ideas than time? Juggling our two careers with three kids still at home, we don't have a lot of chances to let loose with the really "unconventional" fun. Often, we wasted time trying to decide which toys to use in what ma...
Hello all! I just wanted to welcome you all to the story and hope you enjoy your stay! This will be a story that will branch out in many different directions and will have multiple answers for each path. Bear in mind that this will take a little while to really get rolling and also keep in mind this story can have some dark and twisty paths as well as light...
This story features caning and spanking. All characters are well over 18. ***** While Miss Wilson enjoyed being around school for some of the hols when things were quiet and one might relax, she also always felt a need to get out and about and keep up with old friendships (and perhaps make some new ones). She packed up a case to hold about a fortnight's wo...
It felt a bit strange walking into a school after all these years - and I was only going to deliver a parcel from our company! It was strange - all those feelings of teachers telling you what to do, the smell of school desks - all the memories came sweeping back. I was in my thirties, and here I was feeling more and more like a nine year old - a particularly...