Jenna was so hot. She needed to touch herself. Her tits were enourmous, like beach balls with very defined puffy areolas sitting out from her boobs like ping pong balls. But she was at Big Tit School, so she couldn't just stick her hands down her pants and fist fuck herself like she desperately wanted to. Big Tit School was not exactly school. Jenna was a...
This is an interactive version of my existing series of Freedom to Fuck stories, which can be found online pretty easily. In this Utopian vision of the future, women have no rights whatsoever and cannot say no to anything a man wants them to do. Advanced technology allows quick and simple body and mental modification, used by men to improve the women in thei...
This story follows the path of one girl or woman through a world in which humiliation is a core part of life. While many things are "normal", many things are not, as societies are so intrinsically focused on humiliation, it shapes their way of life. Politicians campaigning for office are not unfamiliar with being pantsed in front of massive crowds...
Authors Note: Everyone in this story is 18 or older. **** The Edgemont Finishing School For Troubled Young Ladies. The name told you nearly everything you needed to know about the place, although those words did a lot of work to hide just how tough the school was known for being. Edgemont School, as most people called it, had gained a reputation for turning...
My wife and I had our first real night out on the town in a long time. We spent part of the evening dining at a very expensive restaurant and then a little dancing and romancing. My wife Kathy is an attractive brunet with blue eyes and a trim figure. I have to add that she has great legs and really nice tits. As I said, this was our first night out on the to...
It was another regular day in early Spring, just a couple weeks after I had turned 18. English class with Ms Marshall. I don't remember what we actually done in class that day but I just wanted to go home and do something that wasn't schoolwork like everyone else. "Could you wait behind please. I need to see you about your homework." Damn, I just couldn't...
I can't do it. I can't. Oh god, this was such a bad idea. Parker stood in the small staff parking lot and leaned against her car, shivering. The sun hadn't yet risen and there was a surprisingly stiff breeze winding its way between the buildings. Ruwake High School loomed over her and she dug around in her purse, grabbing her pack of smokes and her lighter....
Clarabelle "Clara" Bullock was 24 years old and a professor of art at Florida University. Living in an apartment in the suburban college town, she'd only had a few lovers, never had sex, and had few friends outside of some of her fellow faculty at the college. She had one secret, though... Clara had always dreamed of BDSM. She'd read novels, done r...
For Kathy—whose presence has inspired me and added joy to the world Note: This story about a private girls' school features only characters who are 18 or over. Janet Sanders had been teaching for several years when she was recruited by an old colleague to join the faculty of a new experimental private school—they preferred to be called "independent," of...
Madame had finally assumed position on the throne. Mistress seemed almost as apprehensive as myself. She sat cross-legged on the top end of the stretching rack and gently took my head into her lap. Then she reached for the e-stimulation control box. To make sure that I knew what was at stake for me right now, she turned each regulator up to max and immediate...