It's my last year in high school. Yes, I'm 18 already, don't bother asking. It's our last school year before the national exams and everyone is in a frenzy during the lessons. Ancient Greek, Literature, Latin, Greek and History bring up loads of turmoil to all students, to my class too. Anyway, I do enjoy all classes, especially Greek and History. Why? My te...
Author's Note- this story is a work of fiction. All the characters are eighteen or older unless noted otherwise. This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex, incest, interracial sex, gay sex, forced feminization, abuse, and rough sex. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. - ***** SMACK! My cheek stings from the big black te...
After spending what my parents referred to as "far too many years in school," I had finally received my teaching credentials. Early on, I had decided to become a high school teacher, like my father, though I knew that this would essentially ensure a life of abject poverty. Like many of us, I had gone through a rough patch in high school, and it had been my h...
Fantasy is a wonderful escape from our everyday ritualistic and stressful lives. I will admit I do have my share of fantasies, that is after all where I get my ideas for my stories. However, fulfilling them by acting them out in a role playing game with consenting adults is the ultimate! This is a true re-account of such a scene (fantasy), that with the help...
We drop in for Mark Taylor's last class of the day. It's 5B for English, an experience he always approached with a degree of trepidation. Not a large group (around twenty or so) but they were far from straightforward. Sure enough, reprehensible activities are happening as he walks in. Some of the kids are in their seats but a sizeable and noisy group are g...
Mallory Tanner was a fiercely independent woman. This made her rage all the more palpable when she was given an F in her calculus class by Professor Blaine. "That's impossible." She argued. "You know I've been working in accounting for years, right?" Mallory was so close to completing her studies and starting a business of her own. All she need was to pass t...
Ever since her calamitous last day at school the previous year, Sarah's wardrobe had changed significantly. Throughout the summer she had been preparing for the new term and now she owned contained several elegant and professional trouser suits. She liked the look of them, the feel of them, the protection they offered and the unspoken message they sent to he...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and the characters bear no resemblance to any persons living or dead. It is a pure fantasy and highly improbable in real life. Please read this story in sequence if possible. Comments, feedback and votes greatly appreciated. Appreciate the few comments I have received in the past and I apologize for the de...
Michelle parked her car up in the school car park, and grasping hold of a set of books she struggled out of the car and headed into the building, beelining for the staff room. It was Monday morning, everyone was recovering from their weekends and before anything else she needed a cup of coffee to start the day. Michelle had just turned 38 and had been teach...
Author's Note: The story will make more sense if you read the preceding chapters or at least Chapter 1. Please take the time to vote and provide feedback. They mean a lot to me. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A couple of weeks passed with more or less the same routine. Sometimes Nancy was allowed to volunteer and sometimes Lara and so...