As suggested John had phoned the school again to make anther appointment, this time to meet Ms Pascal, Sue's old French mistress. Surprisingly she had asked them both to come to her house, rather than meet at the school. On the day of the appointment Sue had decided to wear a short black skirt, stockings, suspenders, lacy black underwear and a snug fitting...
Eric now looked starry eyed at his mistress Victoria as she watched with interest the techniques employed by Dominique as she exacted various humiliating and painful punishments on Bernard. He watched her mature yet supple body ripple, as she applauded with the other dommes at the end of sessions where Bernard had experienced the spiteful woman's prowess wit...
"Right girls – toilet, wash, strip, discipline and bed. Form two queues as you are directed. Fisher left, Bradley right, Taylor right, Kaul right, Montford left, Hill left ,Peters right, Douglas left," they were instructed. Daisy took her place at the back of the 4 person queue her hands still firmly clamped to the top of her head. "Right first pair your...
This story is a continuation of "Silent Submission," but under a new title because I found there is already another series under the original title. It would be helpful to read my Silent Submission story first, but not necessary, as its story line is summarized early on here. I appreciate feedback. Let me know if you like these stories, or what didn't work f...
Bruce's cock hardened more against Selina's traveling talons, the polished burgundy nails a somewhat abrasive contrast to her soft, milky white fingertips. Her fingers toyed with his thrusting, purplish erection as the raven haired beauty chuckled deep in her throat. Selina looked over at the tormented, naked millionaire, muscled arms bound behind him, and t...
After Brandi left, after I had willingly signed my privileged life away, I also had some nagging fears. Like, would Jolene be able to carry out her role, since she was usually so sweet and caring, and she usually gave in to what I wanted? Or would she take after her mom and become a merciless taskmaster and sadist whom I would hardly recognize? After we ha...
The cold Chicago wind of the winter of 1948 blew through the grand entrance doors when opened, bringing a chill to the grandiose yet austere municipal building. He dropped to his knees before her in the hall outside the divorce court, and pleaded with her not to go through with it. She stood regal and pompous in her fur coat, enjoying seeing him squirm, and...
Sophia and Ryan turn 18 * Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely co...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the Constitution...
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...