It was a few minutes before the end of Disciplinary Implements class, and Professor Lawrence was collecting the single-fall whips they’d been practicing with, while the students traded and graded each other’s targets. Kristen and Zach had both succeeded in annihilating most of the center of their targets while keeping a full circle of unbroken paper around the edge. From what Kristen could see when she glanced to the side...

Wartime in Europe. Russia has sent agents throughout northern and central Europe, in the hope to gain power from the shadows. Many of these agents have the job of either blackmailing or bribing local politicians to throw off the political balance of the country. One of the agents had the job to seduce one Swedish politician. To her detriment, not only did she fail, but also got captured by the secret service and is now in...

In the Bureau’s trainee barracks, surrounded by the morning scuffle of dozens of other trainees preparing for the day, Kristen and Zach spooned in her narrow bunk. No one paid them any attention. As far as anyone else knew, they were both locked inescapably in their standard-issue chastity devices, just like any other subjects of the Bureau and if they wanted to indulge in what physical closeness they could manage, compou...

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 the Proper User of Titles And Addresses: While present on academy grounds, students are required to obey all instructions issued to them by the faculty members of the schoo...

Jessica Unsure of what to do, I froze in fear and stared across the length of the church. There, in the burned remains of the threshold, Emma stood holding a shotgun. While I was far from an expert on weapons, I could clearly see that she had it aimed right at me - and I was also pretty sure that what I had just heard would be my only warning shot. “So.. I’ll take a wild guess and say that your name isn’t actually Julie?”...

“Miss Vulnerability! it’s so good to see you,” said Index, the bespectacled, green-skinned host behind the front desk of the Moaning Mask Club. “You can call me Billie,” Billie reminded him. “Billie, of course. Will you be participating tonight?” “That’s what I’m here for.” “Usual offerings and preferences?” Index asked, hovering his pen over an open page of the guestbook. “I’m in a punishing mood,” Billie confessed, remo...

Kristen and Zach had a whole training room to themselves for their sanctioned tutoring session. The wall panels surrounding them held a complete arsenal, not only of the disciplinary implements they were here to study, but also the pleasure implements they would not begin working with until next semester. Being left unsupervised in a room full of so many possibilities would have been an almost unbearable distraction, were...

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Sir Elizabeth woke with her arm draped across the width of the luxuriously oversized bed she had been assigned at Heartgarden castle. Registering the empty space beside her, she pushed herself upright, hoping to catch Gabriel, her new trial consort, in the act of performing his morning routine like an earthly human being. As always, she was too late, and he responded to the sound of her movement by stepping out of the att...

Sunday was a slow start for the both of us. It wasn’t until morning that Cheryl really felt how much wine she’d had the night before, and I had been tossing and turning through the night, my mind racing. I’d wake convinced I’d forgotten something, and I’d reach down to make sure that I wasn’t sleeping with a ribbon tied around me or with a plug still buried in my ass. After a late breakfast, we sat around for a while talk...

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 would be required to lower her panties to her knees. Out of the roughly one thousand students that attended, perhaps only about a dozen would end up being sent to the head...

“Congratulations, Edwin and Alicia,” Kristen told the couple across the table from her, reading their names from her tablet. They were a husband and wife in their early twenties, still dressed in their wedding clothes and slightly tipsy, though probably not quite as tipsy as their bright pink cheeks would indicate. “Thank you,” they both mumbled, squeezing each other’s hands and grinning bashfully at each other. Seated to...