It was the beginning of May at the St. Margaret’s Academy for Wayward Girls, and between the final few days of the spring semester and the start of the mid-year break, summer fell upon the school with the promise of all it had to offer. In the typical Arcadian fashion of the open-air countryside, however, the season also brought with it a sweltering heat that seemed to swallow everything alive. Birds, beasts, man, and sto...

“Do you want to do her ankles?” I asked, offering our guest a couple of the fluffy pink handcuff sets from Siobhan’s and my collection. It seemed the thing for a good host to do. “I don’t know, man.” Cayden held back, biting his lip. “I mean, she’s your girl.” “Excuse me,” Siobhan cut in, “I’m my own girl. Woman. Thank you very much. Now be a sweetie and chain my legs open. Nice and tight.” I couldn’t help chuckling at th...

Today, instead of going to dance practice, I go to a special hotel where you told me to go. You are waiting for me in a beautiful top-floor suite, sitting on the luxurious couch, wearing your businessman suit and sipping a drink. I put down my school backpack, and I am very aware of how I am dressed. I wear my school’s standard uniform for girls: a white blouse with a blue striped tie, a blue blazer emblazoned with my sch...

The next day after that was Sunday, and Sunday meant church. Though in this case church ended up being a little bit more than just church with the tightness of the chastity belt reminding her of the beads still stuck up her rear hole. The fullness of which was still there since her mother hadn’t bothered to take them out in the morning, and against the awkwardness of having to sit there for nearly an entire hour on end wi...

His thick hard cock slams into my tight cunt, hard and painful. His eyes are glazed, like he isn’t present. My cunt is wet and eager for more. My body still wants him. I reach for him, needing to feel more than just his cock pounding into me, I need the connection we once had, but he grips my slim wrists and pins my arms above my head. He doesn’t want me touching him. I hurt him and now he is punishing me. With my arms pi...

Something weird was happening today. The only problem was that Thomas didn’t know what. Or how, or why, or even when, which was doubly weird since the rules were quite simple when it came to these types of events, and it wasn’t every day that he found himself enjoying himself quite as much. Not since the last time the dice had fallen into his favor, at least, and he had managed to roll a twelve. Or a seven with the softne...

Jayden Frasier was not a Free Use Girl. His sister Holly, however, was. And that meant that even though she was two years older than him and already in college, there was nothing she could do to stop him from doing whatever he wanted to her now. If a time traveler had gone back in time to tell him that before, then he would have hardly even believed it. Gone were the days of having his head pushed down into the toilet or...

Handing me the remote-controlled vibrator, he instructed me to nestle it against my little nub. “I’ll choose when and how long to tease you. You may cum, but the buzzing may stop before you climax.” It was his game; he made the rules. Songs with a number in the title provided an opportunity for stimulation, as did the time on the clock, dipping under the speed limit, and more. I was about to cum when traffic slowed below...

Stepping off the bus after a long day at school, Thomas slung his bag over his shoulders. The sun was just starting to set, the distant glow of the orange orb already halfway behind the horizon, and he let out a tired sigh as he made his way back. Not because he had just finished getting through all his midterms and his tests though he couldn’t exactly say he wasn’t happy about that, but rather because today just so happe...

Slowly, time passed. Inexorably, the semester inched onward, and bit by bit like the last remaining glow of the fading summer heat and the rustic color of the leaves, it was as if her life had settled into a new routine as Erika slowly grew accustomed. All the while the sessions continued, and twice a week without fail it would be over to either the couch or her room to spread her legs apart as her mother counted to seven...

The rest of the month passed rather quickly for Erika after that. Not counting the usual boredom of school that is, and the tedium of actually having to pay attention in class. In 1815 Napoleon lost the Battle of Waterloo, and in 1920 the League of Nations was first formed. What did both of these events have in common and how did they set the world stage? Who cares, and who knows. It was really all sort of the same anyway...

Standing in the middle of the bathroom, Erika shivered at the sound of running water. And not just because she was fully naked again, although she couldn’t really say she liked that part too much either. Rather, the reason for her apprehension had more to do with the fact that somewhere along the way, her mother had suddenly decided to start giving her an enema. Not one of those big ones thankfully, like the ones they alw...

It had been a long day at school. Two tests, three quizzes, and more homework than Erika had ever laid her eyes upon. Closing her bedroom door, she flopped onto her bed to bury her face into the pillow as she groaned. This time though, it wasn’t because she was simply being moody again like her mother always liked to harp on her about. Rather, despite her exhaustion, there was something else today on her mind bothering he...

I put her to bed naked and let her sleep for a couple of hours. I made her sleep on top of the sheets so I could see her naked body while she slept. She slept on her side, almost in a fetal position. I sat on a chair near the bed, also naked, and watched her. She was exquisite. I watched her flat belly slowly moving in and out with her breathing. I almost hated to wake her up. Almost. I opened a drawer next to the bed and...