The Princess Backpack Diaries
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Jenny has to attend detention Jenny had been on her best behaviour nearly all week, well since her last visit to Mrs. Denver for 18 strokes of the cane followed by a visit to her Mum to have her Punishment Letter signed and the obligatory across the knee bare bottom spanking, which her Mum had happily enhanced with her large wooden backed oval hairbrush. Jenny’s embarrassment wasn’t helped when she returned to the Academy the following day to hand in her Punishment Letter at the same time as...
SpankingJenny had been on her best behaviour nearly all week, well since her last visit to Mrs. Denver for 18 strokes of the cane followed by a visit to her Mum to have her Punishment Letter signed and the obligatory across the knee bare bottom spanking, which her Mum had happily enhanced with her large wooden backed oval hairbrush. Jenny’s embarrassment wasn’t helped when she returned to the Academy the following day to hand in her Punishment Letter at the same time as three students who watched...
SpankingUnable to establish any evidence against her brother, she continued with her replaying of events that morning trying to figure out who might have been able to access her book bag before this class. As she was performing her mental audit of the morning's events, Mr Meyers called out her name. "Melissa, you're assignment was the refutation of the heathen theory of evolution." Melissa froze at the mention of her name and report topic. It was as if a white-hot spotlight had just been...
During these weeks I saw less and less of Ryan. He'd show up from time to time to run another ad or to spend the night with me, but it wasn't like it used to be. I was tied up a lot of the time in our bed; usually dressed in lingerie and sometimes simply naked. He'd bind my arms over my head on the bed and do cocaine from different parts of my body. Then he'd lift my legs, exposing my cunt and fuck me. Often after he was done using me he'd leave. I stopped asking where he was going...
I must admit, even after all of this, Jamie Belmonte is the one girl at this school that I’d really like to get my hands on. It’s been that way since the first time I saw her last year. She’s a beautiful girl in a hot kind of way, tall, blonde and athletic. What is there not to like about her? I’m not saying I want to marry the girl because I’m not sure what’s going on upstairs, but in the sack, that’s a given. Since we were having so much success with our little tryst so far, I decided I...
Worse than just seeing her get spanked, the detention students had been required to remove all their clothing during the punishment and so they saw her completely naked, over the disciplinarian's lap, being spanked. And then the school disciplinarian had one of the boys, a sophomore named Robert, finish Melissa's punishment by spanking her over his desk. In the middle of that punishment the disciplinarian left the room and there was no faculty supervision. Then she remembered the other...
“I still gotta go to detention,” I told her. “Says who?” “Mr. Wilson.” Eve rolled her eyes. “You’re only in detention `cause you wanna be. If I were you, which I’m thankfully not, I wouldn’t listen to a fuckin’ thing that closet-case asshole said.” “I can’t afford to get suspended from school again,” I said. “Bein’ suspended has nothin’ to do with you goin’ to detention. You go to detention `cause you think that’s where you need to be, not `cause you gotta be there.” I...
Feeling somewhat dazed, I meekly followed Rachel away from the Head Girl’s office, and towards the Detention classroom. The events of the last hour had once again turned my world upside down. How could they not? To add to my earlier punishments, not only had I just been strapped and spanked by four teenage girls, but I’d also been – enticed, I think was a good word - into pleasuring the Head Girl with my tongue, whilst the others watched.And I’d enjoyed it!I’d never even thought of a woman that...
SpankingIvana arrived as usual and on time to clean Mrs. K’s house. Mrs. K opened the door with her normal smile but saw that Ivana was looking rather more cross than usual. When Ivana walked into the hallway, and Mrs. K had closed the door, she turned and asked, "Is everything okay, Ivana?”Mrs. K was wearing a floral sleeveless dress with a hem a few inches above her knees. She wasn’t plump but wasn’t slim either, and Ivana thought that she looked lovely in her dress. Ivana was wearing a...
SpankingIt had been a week since she'd heard from Jennifer, and Elyse seemed to be busy every evening. They'd planned to meet tomorrow but she couldn't wait till then. She'd have to phone and find out how Jennifer's interviews had gone. The strident voice of her English teacher jerked her back to reality. "Emma! You're not paying attention. I don't think your work is good enough that you can afford to ignore the lesson. See me in my study after school. Perhaps you'll be able to concentrate...
This is the first chapter of this story, the second one can by found here. http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=300547 * Ch. 01 Friday detention It was my lucky day again. I had drawn the shortest straw in the staff room and had to do double duty on a Friday and ‘teach’ detention. All I usually did during these situations was sit and read for an hour and half and get paid for it. Doesn’t sound too bad except that it was Friday and everyone else would be going home as soon as...
I was in 7th grade computer class and was fucking around pissing off the teacher, let me descrive her real fast 33 years old, 5'7'' 121 pounds blonde hair to her shoulders, 38 c tits and an ass to die for. Anyway back to what I was saying, I ended up getting detention man was I pissed who would have thought just becasue I pinched her ass she would give me detention? Well I arrived for dention at the end of the day. I walked to her classroom and knocked on the door she came to the door and...
Mr. Graham was one of those antiquated teachers who believed that today's school students lacked discipline. His desk always had an ample supply of detention slips and he had no reservations in using them to send an errant student to detention. He missed "the good old days" when a teacher was allowed to spank a deserving student and he felt that the new way of thinking, of letting a student express himself, was in his words balderdash. The irony of it all was that Mr. Graham was a high school...
MatureDetention I waved bye to my friends and headed back into the school building. Just my luck I thought, Half-day and I’m stuck with detention. Granted detention with the hot English teacher who just came to the school last year, but still detention was detention, and for what? Being 10 minutes late to class a couple of times in one week? ‘You are supposed to be a responsible student?you are a 6th year, 18 years old, and are supposed to be setting an example to younger students. It’s time you...
A deep and harsh voice yelling “Aubrey!” swiftly woke me from my stupor. “Aubrey, you know my rules about sleeping in class. You’re staying after school for detention.” “I can’t stay after school, I have to work!” “You should have thought about that before you slept in my class. It’s either detention after school or go to the principal and face possible suspension.” The possibility of suspension was more than enough to keep me quiet. I was devastated. Never in my four years...
By: Robert Jimenez Typically I hated going to school, but after spending time with Chris for the majority of the weekend, I was actually excited about seeing his face in class. I had fallen asleep smiling Sunday night, and had woke up smiling Monday morning. My happiness almost disturbed me. I wasn't used to being happy for more than one day-more than one hour actually. But I felt relaxed and anxious all at once; relaxed because for once things were going smoothly, with no excessive...
The bus ride to school was quiet and boring for the first ten minutes or so. I was sitting in the very back row of the bus, looking out the window, when I heard a boy call my name. At first I figured that he was talking to someone else, because obviously I wasn’t the only person named Brandon in the world, and also because I really don’t know too many people--who knew my name. So I ignored it, and then the guy said, “Hey, Brandon.” I turned and so Scott Howard making his way toward the rear...
Introduction: This is my first story. So what can I say? I tried to limit the character descriptions to leave more to your imagination. I hope you enjoy it. c: After a long night of studying, more like cramming, I was sitting in my pre-calculus class trying not to fall asleep. My teacher, Mr. Sullivan, was a tall and attractive man. Between his dark, curly hair and serious eyes he could make even the most unintelligent girls in his class try their best to pay attention and make good grades in...
I looked up from my textbook and looked around the classroom. Almost half the students in the classroom were asleep and the teacher was too absorbed in her book to care. It was the last class of the day and she had given us the last part of the period to study. I laid my head down on my desk and let myself start to drift off. I was nearly asleep when I felt a sharp wrap across my knuckles. "Ms. Agosto, my class room is not a place for sleeping and I expect to see you back here after school for...
LesbianYou see, I'm a first time teacher. This group of students are the first ones I've ever taught and it was maybe two months since I had started teaching. Since this was my first try at teaching a class, they'd send in some 70 year old stiff to watch from time to time. He'd criticize me after each class saying how I should focus more on empowering them or how I was too lenient when someone broke a rule, and I'd be forced to follow his will while he was around or else I feared I'd get in...
Hi friends, this is Madhan. In this part of the story, I’m going to write what happened after I had sex with Keerthi mam. Please read the previous parts for the understanding. It is the continuation of that story. We kept the video camera inside the box and kept the box in the next room, as per the instructions given by the kidnapper. I called Ashok to get ready when Keerthi mam went to the bathroom for freshening up. He came along with Sanjana and copied the video from the memory card of the...
When Lana reentered the classroom, she found Dr. Lewis sitting at his desk underlining something on a sheet of paper. She boldly walked up to the front of his desk and looking up Dr. Lewis said, "Did you forget something, Lana?" "I wanted to say that—hey wait a minute, how did you know my name? You didn't even call role?" "Doesn't mean I don't have the roster," he said showing her the paper he'd been studying. Lana saw that it was, in fact, a copy of the class roster and that Dr....
“Why can’t you just mind your own business, I fuck my ex in the washroom or under the shower, none of it has anything to do with you. I hear you gossiping about me the next time, I will make your life a living hell in this school-” I was cut by one of the teachers, “Now that’s enough.” Someone yanked me out of the crowd. “Detention!” I heard the lady shout right on my face, to which I just smirked, “for one full hour” she must have seen me...
SchoolA note to readers - keep in mind that I never had a plan for these diaries. I'm only sharing them with the world because I can now handle the reflection that comes with reading them. As a result, they don't fit into chapter form all that well and at certain spots things skip ahead if I wasn't writing much at that time or had little to say in my entries. I have tried to find logical breaks to fit into a chapter format for this medium. Hopefully it is working for you and you are able...
It's Not Summer Anymore Unfortunatly And Me And Spence Are Back In School. Although, Even Because We're In School Dosen't Mean We Can't Have Some Fun. Well, It's Friday Today And The Bell Just Rang To Go To Second Period. Me: Spencer! Spencer: Hey Dude. I Haven't Seen You All This Week. Why Haven't You Talked To Me? Me: Spencer, Take It Easy School Just Started. I've Been Trying To Get To Know My Teachers And Stuff. Spencer: Oh. Do You Have Miss...
Natalie looked at her watch. “Ten past four. Ten past fucking four!” she said to nobody in particular. As far as Natalie was concerned, it wasn’t fair that she was the only one that had been given detention. Okay, she had a reputation with the lecturers for being a bit disruptive but on this occasion, she was trying to hear what Miss Williams was saying. It was that cow Denise that had been sat behind her poking her with a ruler that should be in detention. Typical that Miss Williams should...
Straight SexI sat on a wooden bench outside the principal's office fidgeting and waiting for my audience with the principal of Wilson Elementary School. I think that because I knew that I was guilty the bench seemed even harder than it really was, even so it reminded me of a pew in the church where my parents worshiped before they were divorced. My big mouth had gotten me in trouble with Mrs. Chance, my homeroom teacher and I assumed that our iron-fisted principal, Jan Hunter, would hand out some type of...
Ben was pissed off, he had been given a 2 hour detention for afterschool and it was a Friday. It was 3:30 and he knocked on the detention room door and went in noticing it was empty except for the . "Hi sir" Ben said to the teacher he knew quite well as he handed over the slip and sat at the back of the classroom. As he got out the work he had been set he was thinking how he should be out with mates, he had just turned 17 a week ago. It was about 5 minutes into the detention when there was...
EroticSaturday 21-April 2007 At the end of a long day, Chris collapsed into his bed groaning. He'd got up at six a.m. on a Saturday to do his parent stuff early, so he could go to play soccer with his mates, a Saturday morning practice for the trials. They'd practised twice during the week, but he'd only been able to make one of them, and then only by getting up early and going to bed late. What a relief! The parent thing was over. He had no idea how Shahia did it. He couldn't imagine looking...
It had been nearly two years since I'd left, going straight into the service out of high school. It felt good to be home again, though it was still going to feel different even then. For one, dad had died the year I had graduated. That alone had made my leaving all the harder on mom, but she at least had a sister she was very close to, who had seen her through much of that difficult time. Though she lived an hour away from where we did, mom never failed to at least travel to see her once a...
Thursday Little Piggy walked down the street away from home heading to school. She was mastering the training belt and knew how to accentuate or not its affects. At the end of the block was Coach Gray standing next to a big black pickup. 'Feeling better today?' he said looking down at her. 'Yes, sir.' she said with a smirk and a salute. 'Did you practice?' She knew what he meant. She held up the ball bag and twirled her dress smoothly and gracefully. 'Get in. I'll give you a ride.'...
Jaya got the short end of the stick again. The principal has assigned her to the third to twelfth grade detention room. It was pretty much a glorified babysitting job, except the teens are the worst of the worst. She was warned the teens could get rowdy, so be prepared to do some yelling. Planning doing some paper grading, Jaya had her head down for with her nose stuck in her student’s papers. Every once in awhile Jaya would hear the teens gasp, then giggle loudly. When she looked up, they...
When the bell went for the last time and school was dismissed the students for Detention came to the Detention room where i was waiting. I had Training with the Athletics team at the same time, so I had let them know that they should go through their normal warm up and what they where to continue with until I finished with the Detention. Now the room was almost empty as just seven students had detention all of whom I had already had sex with. When I realized I decided that i would let them...
I was working as an aide to a development center for the local school district. It was called a development center but in reality was a special school for students with behavior problems that the regular schools didn't want to deal with. The grades ran from 6th through 12th with most of the students being in high school. My job included various tasks from answering the phone to making copies to even helping out with the lesson plans of the teachers. My third year there a new policy was...
Diary Entry: September 2008 What the hell is going on here? Ryan and I both slept in and when we woke up I wasn't exactly sure what to do or say. All he said was, "crazy night, last night." I don't really understand everything that happened. I feel terrible that it did and yet, I don't feel like I did anything wrong. It's not like I wanted this to happen. I was just doing what he told me. I feel dirty. I can still feel Tom's cock inside me, still feel his cum. I don't want...
The Dogging Diaries Diary Entry: July, 2009 "Guys, guys, guys! Settle down. This girl will open her legs for the whole room. As long as you're treating her well and keeping her as the center of attention, she's yours to do with as you please. Just make sure you don't treat her too well." The room laughed. "You can fuck her, cum on her, cum in her, slap her, spank her, she's fucking hot and she will go all night if you can." I could hear Ryan getting the crowd of guys...
"Jason, how do you say 'pay attention' in Spanish?" An angry voice from Senorita said. "Uh...yo no se Senorita." The class laughed, but an immediate glare from Senorita shut them all up. "Didn't think so, pay attention now, or I'm going to give you a detention. Yeahyeahyeah, he thought to himself. Same thing she says everyday, yet he still hadn't gotten a detention. Class went on, and Jason dick only got harder as he looked at Senorita more. He watched as her boobs jiggled...
She wrapped her fingers around the handle, turned around and said, "Just don't let them get to you and I'll see you at lunch." My first day at school. Don't think I'd ever felt so nervous in my whole life before. I could feel every single pair of eyes watch me as i walked to the middle of the class room, barely able to look up. "...My name is Mr. Wilson and I'll be teaching you about Religious Education this year." That's right. I'd sold out, given up and gone against everything i used to stand...
Straight SexThird in a series of reader questions with Alexandra Moore, author of The Dogging Diaries: Q. You seem to have quite a fashion sense when you were dressing to play. You were pretty detailed with what you wore for the events mentioned. Surely there must have been more about your thoughts on sexy fashion. Your fashion ideas may be valuable to other t-girls. Can you share your recommendations on what worked (clothes, makeup, shoes) for you? A. Great question. How much time do you...
Informed she has no contract extension: Ms Moore makes her final detention supervision at Glebe College; a truly memorable one....Ms Rochelle Moore, was fed up with cocky assistant principal; Bob O’Hearn. But he ran the relief budget. Sure she was a term only temp teacher and she really wanted to be re-hired again but she kept getting the extra shit jobs. This place wasn’t the type of school any teacher; temp, relief or permanent was climbing over everyone else to get into. But here she was...
James walked into his class, as usual, about ten minutes late. His shirt hanging out and his tie was untidy, he personally could not care less. He entered the classroom and made his way to the back without making any apologies. The teacher which he had not taken any notice of, frowned. “Excuse me,” she said in a quite voice. James ignored her. “HEY!” yelled the teacher. James turned. “Yea?”. “Detention, this afternoon,” the teacher replied. James had not really noticed that this teacher was...
Straight SexThe Dogging Diaries Diary Entry: July, 2009 "Guys, guys, guys! Settle down. Now listen. This girl will open her legs for the whole room, so you're all getting laid tonight. As long as you're treating her well and keeping her as the center of attention, she's all yours to do with as you please. Just make sure you don't treat her too well." The room laughed. "You can fuck her, cum on her, cum in her, slap her, spank her, she's fucking hot and she will go all night if you...
Part 2 of a series of questions and answers with Alexandra Moore, author of The Dogging Diaries. These questions cover parts 3 and 4 of the diaries. Again, thanks to Matt for putting the questions together. Away we go ... 1. You obviously had some deep struggles. How close did you come in 2007 to giving the dream of being a girl? How were you able to get past the stress and doubt? Do you have any recommendations for those who might be in that situation now? The answer lies...
What follows is an extract from the diaries of my French grandfather who died after a long, full, amorous life at the age of 90 in 1992. He willed the diaries to me his youngest grandchild because I had followed in his footsteps as a journalist. The diaries are full of erotic encounters and I hope to publish more extracts in due course. This is a fairly typical one. I realize that the style may seem quaint at such a remove in time but as the extract deals with age-old themes I do not think...
Wednesday Little Piggy was up early, or more to the point she had a restless night. Her first thought in the morning started when she rolled over and the big prongs stuffed in her folds and pucker moved. What a feeling she thought to herself. She sat up on the bed and rocked back and forth renewing her excitement from yesterday's events. LP was a little bleary eyed and the walk to school went much like the walk home the day before. She had to stop a couple times and shake through the...
Seventeen-year-old sixth former, Debbie Griffin couldn’t take her eyes off the clothes brush that sat on her Form Mistress’ desk. She tried her best to return her concentration to her History homework – the reason why she was sitting in detention that Tuesday afternoon. Debbie looked across the classroom at her fellow detainee, Leah Ellis, who was busily writing away. Debbie Griffin looked briefly at her Form Mistress, Helen Downey, before trying to return her full focus to her essay, but it...
SpankingJenny Murray was 24 years old. She had 34D breasts, not huge, but she didn’t want to seem to appealing to students, so she just wore a plain white bra, a loose white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a knee-length skirt with a small slit down the side, and her hair tied up in a loose bun, with a couple of stray locks, and she was proud of her physique and she knew that several of the later year boys found her attractive from the occasional glances and peeks when she bent down. Fresh out of...
I can’t believe I got detention. All I did was have my cell phone out and text just a little bit. I guess it is a crime to want to use your cell phone as an 18-year-old senior. Alas, Mr. Roof gave me a detention and here I sit in my green tank top and black short shorts. I am the only one in the detention. Watching over me is 25 year old Ms. Hailiex or as she likes to be called by her first name, Maria. I am just sitting there doing some homework so that way I don’t have to do it when I get...
BisexualThe voice rang out sharply in her ears. "We, the jury, find the defendant guilty on all charges. So say we one, so say we all." Heidi was stunned! She was innocent. Well, maybe not completely innocent. Yet, she didn't kill anyone. She was not a murderer. Sure, some jewelry might have wound up in her purse. Maybe a few checks had been forged. But, come on, Murder! She looked at the twelve jurors. They did not look back. How could they have believed that slutty bitch of a...
Miss Jay stood before me, her pert nose in front of my face. "Martin," she said in her usual scolding tone, "I will not tolerate your attitude any further! Your attitude is disrupting the whole class!" "You're the only one who is disrupting the class," I calmly replied. She moved away from me, her eyes wide with shock, her face flush with anger. "HOW DARE YOU!" she screamed. "HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK AT ME!" For a minute I thought she was going to hit me. Now THAT would have been...
Lisa woke from her recurring dream to find her cunt soaking wet and her nerves jangling with anticipation for the detention at four thirty that afternoon. The dream started as soon as she went to bed and laid her head on her pillow. She was surrounded by the seven students, all naked and waving their rock hard cocks at her. There was Ted ordering her to suck this cock and fuck that cock with her cunt or that one with her arse, all the time he was spanking her rock hard erect nipples with a...
I have been writing a diary since I was a young boy; every day, I write in my journal explaining what I have achieved or just a random thought for the day. I always do the entries within thirty-six hours, no matter where I am. I never miss an entry. I have been writing them since I was ten years old, sometimes I would go to the big box under my bed where I stored the diaries & read through some of the c***dhood dilemmas I was having at the time. I put everything in those journals. Things...
Friday Little Piggy woke up in the morning with a stretch and a wiggle and an 'mmm.' She looked over at the ball bag laying next to her bed and wondered if Coach was going to give her a ride today. This made her squeeze her knees together and groan. She was thinking about what the teachers said and the note she brought home. Letting them know she might be a little late coming home. Her father interrupted her train of thought as he stuck his head in her door and said, 'Come on. Get...
Although Ashleigh was very fond of teasing and leading on boys, she hadn’t yet had sex. Oh, she had given a few blow jobs now and then, but she wouldn’t consent to sex. The way she saw it, she was just too good for high school boys. She’d wait until she found someone really worthy to touch her; until then, she’d be a virgin. Just because she was a virgin, however, didn’t mean that she dressed the part. Only 16, Ashleigh was often mistaken for being in her 20s with her outfits. Today, Ashleigh...
Introduction: My detention with Mr. Embrey I head down the hallway to detention. Ugh. This is SUCH a waste of time. I could be rehearsing lines or doing homework! I decide to dress fashionable one day and everybody panics! I wore my new corset/tank top, a short black skirt, and my black ankle boots. Hey I have a curvy body but Im proud and loving it. I wanna show it off! But no thats inappropriate I enter the room and theres Mr. Embrey. Honestly, I feel bad for the guy. He has to run detention...
I can’t believe I got detention. All I did was have my cell phone out and text just a little bit. I guess it is a crime to want to use your cell phone as an 18-year-old senior. Alas, Mr. Roof gave me a detention and here I sit in my green tank top and black short shorts. I am the only one in the detention. Watching over me is 25 year old Ms. Hailiex or as she likes to be called by her first name, Maria. I am just sitting there doing some homework so that way I don’t have to do it when I get...
“Hey, Gamm,” beamed Aren Collins.“Hey, baby,” the retired grandmother replied. “How are you?”“I’m fine. Thanks! And you?”“Doing good, sweetheart! What’s going on?”“I saved up some money and I want to buy momma’s robe,” shared the soulful, effeminate teen.“Really,” she smiled broadly. “That is so sweet. How much is it.”“$318.50”“Oh my! How about you pay half and then Pops and I will pay the other half.”“Okay, that works! I just needed you to use your credit card for the purchase.”“Absolutely!...
Detention, I had to admit was normally the most boring of aspects that came with the job as a School Master, in a ladies finishing school. I was eager to see my lady. I did not want to be there any more than they did, but there was I sat in a room with three maturing young women, in their late teens, who had misbehaved at some point during the day. I was reading some notes and then. “Sir?” the young blond haired woman stood in front of me. Her tight fitting blouse was the first thing I...
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