The headmaster’s office was a small, unassuming room located near the eastern side of the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls. Built with only a single window in mind, the space inside was quite plain, resembling little more than a small squarish rec...

Mornings started early at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and an hour before the first light of the sun had even broken across the sky, the dormitories were already abuzz with activity. To any visitors who happened to be walking by, it would...

Despite the fearsome reputation that the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls had gained for itself over the years, life at the school wasn’t always as bad as it seemed. Punishments were quite rare actually, and it was far from every day that a girl w...

It was picture day at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and standing side by side next to each other in a row, the twenty or so girls of class of 2-3 waited patiently for their turn to begin. All were eighteen, and their slender bodies stood o...

In the three weeks that had passed since her punishment first started, Reena was barely any closer to finishing than when she began. She stared down at the half-finished piece of paper in front of her, her fingers trembling as she held onto the pen. On th...