Discipline Centre 2040 Martha s Penalty
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The girls got back to the boarding school and went into the dorm building. One of the house mistresses, Mrs Lowe, was in the dining area.“Did you get in?” she asked Emma.Emma replied, “We did, Miss.”Mrs Lowe asked with a smile, “What, and they showed you around?”Emma carried on lying. “Yes, Miss. We got taken around the reception area and the upper floors, and they even showed us an Adjustment Chamber.”“Goodness,” Mrs Lowe replied. “I don’t think I would want to even see it.”Emma smiled as she...
SpankingThe Garden Centre (extract from Chapter 10 of Amatore's Restaurant) It was the Wednesday before the meeting Lucy had come to her decision; damned if Rose and her pompous husband were going to continue to benefit from her influence on the board. While she had always known her neighbour was one to meddle in everyone's affairs – and was well aware she could be tactless in voicing her opinions – up until the previous evening Lucy had managed to stay clear of Rose's personal attacks. But it wasn't...
Straight SexOne fine Friday evening as I (SHEKHAR DAS) prepared to shut down my Laptop and close my work for another weekend, I received an email from my admin for a Medical Test. All executives who had reached 40 or above had to mandatorily undergo a medical test. My medical test was scheduled at a little-known Diagnostics Laboratory in Bhubaneshwar. The List of the Medical Tests was given to me in advance. The Medical tests included the regular Chest & Back X-Rays, Blood & Urine Tests,...
Monday; fourth active week. Megan Sanderson – Zero Nine – seemed inclined to co-operate with the Centre regime. At any rate, she got up when called (if slowly), and presented herself at something approximating the prescribed parade rest. That she was the ninth to show up was not commented on, possibly because Ten – Linda Burgin – didn't appear at all. Linda was treated in the same way as Jesmina Knott, up to and including three consecutive five minute spells on the wooden pony, with an...
This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...
Martha arrived once again at the discipline centre. Having suffered her punishment, she then attended the following week for a feedback meeting and to agree on future behaviour. She was told to attend a weekly session after that, in a group of other offenders, which was intended to help them behave in the future. Martha thought that was a good idea and so signed up for it.Today, she went to the discipline centre and once again saw Officer Riley at the front desk. She thought she may have been...
SpankingSunday, Week Six. Sven Olsen was in charge of the morning shift, with Dick Tracey and Steve Collins. It was after breakfast and he was about to sink his cock into Karen Booth. Dick was already balls deep in Bennie Hemming and Steve was fondling Millicent Jones preparatory to entering her. The phone rang. Sven considered ignoring it, but headed for the office. The call went to voice-mail when he was halfway there and he turned, only to hear the tone begin again. Sighing, he got there in time...
Dale Brown and Mary Barton, both sixty-six-year-old grannies, still couldn’t believe how silly they had been to try to defraud three of their students' parents of enough money to repay their debts. It had been bad enough being disciplined by Lucy Armstrong and Emma Lamb, the eighteen-year-old head and deputy head girls at the college they taught at, albeit both got aroused and masturbated afterwards.Then, they had to be spanked that same evening by two members of the resident's committee of...
SpankingThursday Week 31 Woomera, today's destination, was only 172 kilometres. This took Dave less than two and a half hours. He didn't stop on the way, opting to go straight there in time for a late morning tea. But first Jill had cooked them a substantial breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausages. "That was great, love. Nothing like a full tummy before setting out on a drive" Peter said with a sigh as he finished his second cup of coffee and Dave concurred. After checking in to the caravan...
If you ever met a shit magnet where tyres were concerned, well that would be me! I spent my life at my local tyre shop, replacing or fixing tyres. Truthfully, I mostly had myself to blame because I was rather careless when it came to driving. I constantly hit potholes or strangely placed curbs. I practically had shares in my local tyre fitment centre and everyone began laughing when I entered the premises. The guy that invariably took care of me was Russ. He always dumped whoever he is busy...
Gay MaleFirstly, let me explain a little about Centre Parks. It’s a holiday village in the United Kingdom, where people go on holiday for a few days at a time. It’s an adventure or activity holiday more than anything else. It has the usual restaurants and fast food outlets, but the people who go there mainly cook in their apartments. There is a free swimming pool with river rapids and slides. All in all, it’s a pretty fun place to be and it’s geared up for children of all ages and adults.Now, about me,...
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Chapter 1 Reception The five girls stood in the reception cage waiting for the induction processto begin. I was dressed in my white doctor's coat with a stethoscope tucked into mypocket and an official looking clip board with papers attached. Moving over to the cage I welcomed the girls to the facility and silencedthe babble of questions and demands for explanations. This is the ReceptionCentre where you will be processed in accordance with my decisions and workin any area I decide. The...
Hi to all iss readers. This is tarun… from kurukshetra…. I hope all of you know this place due to recent case of prince (the one who fell down in well)…. Oh leave it if you don’t know. Well, I am tarun…. 18 years old… a real hot dude…. Loves to do sex!!! Sex!!! Sex!!! This is my first story on iss……. I hope you like it…… This story is about me and a gal named kajal… let me tell you about her…. She is a real sex bomb…. So damn hot and sexy that agar koi use ek baar dekh le to na jaane kitni baar...
Tuesday, week five; Sam, having swapped his shift, had cancelled his alarm. He still woke at five am, though, and the change in his body woke Martina. They were face to face and looked into each other's eyes. Martina's bore a mixture of hope, fear and, yes, desire. Sam's some confusion, some anxiety, but mostly desire. He wriggled and slid his arm under her neck, pulled her to him, caressed her back with his free hand. In response, her free hand found his cock, already half hard, and held...
Hello friends, my name is Ricky and this is the story of how I became a paid cross dresser two years back. It was during the Christmas holidays when I was in need of some money. I called my friend Kris and asked for his help. Though he agreed, he asked a favour in return. When I met him, he told me that his job was in danger and that the only way to save is by pleasing my boss. He told that his boss was a bisexual who had a thing for cross dresser. I used to dress like a girl at times but never...
Cross Dresser12 year old Abdul was at the local day centre for immigrants he was the only immigrant there everybody else had gone he was waiting for his brother to collect him. 16 year old Mandy was the last volunteer in the centre it was her job to lock up she had already locked all the doors and closed the windows. Mandy had a reputation for being a rough girl and was only at the centre because she was doing unpaid work as a punishment for a crime she had committed. Mandy got a towel and as went to the...
Kyra was taken from court and take to an open back truck we I was told to get up on the truck two ladies grabbed me and pulled me down cuffing my hands wide apart . Now her legs wide open for all to she yelled Mistress Penny the guard g****d my legs and spread me wide apart no no no I am yelling "you have no rights slut Yelled Mistress in fact put the sign up and the light on and drive around the city we need to show people what happens to whores" The sign was a large flashing sign that said...
The event centre was a strange place. A huge area that slowly over time expanded and opened new places of business. In the age of online it was doing what nowhere or no one else seemed willing to do, provide niche services a home to operate and things and experiences one could only get in person. It was located down at the marina, surrounded by the sea and some beautiful property as well as, when you ventured further back, away from the waterside it started getting into the more industrial...
FetishMonday; third active week. "First Call! Wakey wakey! On the spot!" Unsurprisingly, the two newbies were last and Bennie was there before Mirosa. The Major looked them over. "Ten minutes to piss and drink. Then report with a bottle of water for exercise." "Corp'l Wood!" "Sir." "Zero Seven. The RSM discussed this with you?" "Yes, sir. No problem, sir." "Corp'l Edwards!" "Sir!" "Zero Eight. Your idea." "Yes, sir." The eight women lined up outside their...
The old man looked to be almost on his last legs as he walked with the aid of a stick from the outside into the open thoroughfare of the enclosed town centre shopping centre. Under the weatherproof cover of the huge glass dome sheltering the two levels of shops, customers were able to seek their purchases in relative if crowded comfort. He took off his ancient leather hat and shook off the fresh rain drops from the rim before looking around and checking his bearings. He looked as if he hadn’t...
~~Julias~~ “Tonight, you’re going to communicate with a rat.” “Delightful.” Julias smirked down at his childe, and gave him a pat on the head, the sort he knew would infuriate his friend. “Don’t like rats?” “I think rats raised by humans are awesome creatures. Rats who grew up in a sewer? Not so much.” The two of them stepped out of the car, and Julias waved the driver off before turning to walk toward North Side. Dolareido was a city, a very large city, and that meant crows,...
~~Jack~~ Waking up beside Antoinette was a good way to start the night, normally. Waking up next to the beautiful seductress should have been the best thing ever, like usual. Not this night. He sat up, as did she, and the two of them looked at each other for a little while before she nodded, and got dressed. A perfect opportunity to watch the busty demoness move around naked, normally. He didn’t watch. Couldn’t get into the mood, couldn’t find himself wanting to do anything, except check...
Ok a nice piece of fiction containing real people. Ok it’s a cold autumn day and I’ve decided to spend the after noon at the pictures watching the latest blockbuster. I arrive a with time to spare I know there wont be many people this early on a week day. I stand behind the a girl who looks familiar from behind she orders a ticket to the same movie that I am going to. She turns round its Mel (brief description Mel is a girl who works at the local job center she usually signs me on when I go...
Erotic~~Julias~~ “The Carthians are rebels without a cause. They don’t do well taking orders from the older covenants, and work to try and establish more modern forms of government.” Julias paced back and forth in his kitchen, glass of red in his hand and his childe at the counter. “They don’t sound bad,” the boy said. “They’re not ‘bad,’ but they’d tear down generations of structure, of heritage, of rules and dynasties just because it doesn’t have the flash of a modern government.” He gave a...
~~Jack~~ Jack’s eyes went wide. Half of Viktor’s head was gone, just gone. The bloody gibs of brain matter and bone turned into tiny fires that faded into ash and embers before they even hit the ground. “Shit! Shit shit, what-” Julias put a hand against Jack’s mouth, and pushed him back against the wall. “Sniper, down the path.” Jack reached up and pulled his sire’s hand down. “What about Viktor!? The fuck are we supposed to do now?” Just as he was about to start ranting, his jaw dropped...
~~Antoinette~~ “Oh god oh god oh god.” Jack, trembling and ready to sweat — though thankfully unable without the blush of life — looked out over the crowd. The two of them were in Bloodlust, one of her fonder establishments to enjoy. The pulsing music, and the dark red lightning with the occasional white light strobe made for a combination of sinister, sexual, and theatrical visual stimuli. Everyone in Bloodlust felt as if they were partaking in a movie. Everyone except her poor little...
~~Beatrice~ Part of her wanted to sneak up on Julias, try and catch him by surprise, see if her scant twenty years could get past the man’s eyes. Have fun! Play with him, like old times. But, these weren’t old times, and her sneaking into his mansion, or trying to at least, was a bad idea. He probably had lookouts about, snipers, and they’d shoot first if they saw suspicious rustling in bushes. So the front door it was. Knock knock. “Good evening Miss Damor, Miss Denver,” the doorman said....
~~Jack~~ His trip to speak with Azamel had been successful, more or less. Azamel looked worse than ever, but he found her speaking with Sándor, and it seemed like they were coming to some sort of agreement. Not that Jack got to stick around long enough to find out more. Azamel promptly booted him out, saying her arrangements with Sándor were none of his business. It was his business, kinda. It was his job to keep the different species getting along. But he left anyway, a bit thankful for...
“Good morning, The Rural Therapy Centre, Trisha speaking, how can I help you?” The lady taking the call was a mature, well-built person, the sort normally described as a BBW, or big beautiful woman. She was dressed in a knee-length black skirt and a crisp white blouse that struggled to contain her large, well-shaped breasts.“I'm not sure, maybe you can. I have a problem... no, I shouldn't have called, forget it, sorry to have bothered you!” The male voice sounded cultured and mature but...
MasturbationMy husband and I have a fantastic relationship and I often tell him stories of my sexual fantasies which turn him on and make him cum. My husband is 43 and I am 38. These stories often involve me having sex with an older man and we have talked about what would happen if the situation were to happen in real life, well this is just what happened on our trip to Centre Parcs.We had booked a week away in a cabin in Centre Parcs just the two of us, spending the week together walking around naked,...
'The Horseshoe' had originally been built, in brick, by the Victorians. Strictly only the core was horseshoe shaped; thirty-two large cells with barred fronts curving round a large covered area, where military prisoners had been paraded, punished, and exercised to exhaustion, with a narrow entrance closed in by further bars. Facilities were strictly limited. Originally, prisoners, four to a cell, had to use a bucket in one corner, which one of them had to empty – 'slop out' – each...
Monday morning, week six. The RSM had the duty, with Sven and Dusty. They were expecting Bert, too, bringing Mirosa. The RSM had notes from the Major, and, of course, the handover from Pete Norris and Steve Collins. He looked at the other two. "Thirteen's going to be a problem. So far she's toeing the line, but the moment she steps over it she'll need to be jumped on. Fourteen..." he frowned, pausing. "The Major wants Steve to handle her. She'll have the exercise, of course, and the...
Sunday, Week Eight. Andrew was in with Sandy Brown and Pete Norris for the morning. The seconding of Andy Downs to supervise Karen Booth would mean extra hours until an extra trainer could be found. Major Prestwick would be in later. Not that there was a real need for three trainers, with only eight trainees remaining. In fact, there would be only the minor problems that are inevitable in any human interaction setting. The Training Centre would become an accepted resource in a distorted...
~~Antoinette~~ From the meeting room of her great glass tower in Elysium, Antoinette stood in front of the window-wall, and watched the city burn. Far off in the distance, the night sky had turned slightly orange with the light of flame, as the large fire of the North Side’s warehouse district spread. Sirens filled the air, and flashing lights of firetrucks and other emergency vehicles zipped by. “It burns,” she said. “Quite the sight.” Jacob stood beside her. The old Nosferatu was...
~~One week later.~~ ~~Jack~~ “Twenty million.” “Fifty million.” “Twenty million.” “I’m sorry. Is there an echo in here?” The sly brute adjusted his gloves, even as he put his feet up on the table. A pistol rested in his chest strap, mirrored by the four thugs who stood behind him. Thugs in suits. “I know what the merchandise is worth, and it’s not worth fifty,” Jack said. He was standing, with his arms folded across his chest and a surly look on his face. It was all part of the game, of...
~~Jack~~ Back at the burned apartment building, alone this time, and using his free time as well. Course, Invictus didn’t exactly mandate hours, but you were expected to work a certain amount. Work above that, accomplish things, and you moved up in rank and social standing; which was like gold in the Invictus. And he wanted to figure this out, who burned down this building, who killed Barry. He stood atop the ceiling of a neighboring building. The sun had just set, and he only had a couple...
~~Julias~~ Everything had fallen apart in a matter of seconds. When it was just the six hunters, he and his childe could have handled the situation easily. Even Angela, for all her absurd might and endurance, was only human. Six humans? He could have handled this himself. Having to work quickly, break through Angela’s defenses, deal with a magical barrier, and save Samantha, threw a wrench into what would have otherwise been simple. Unless the hunters managed to nail him with a shotgun or...
~~Beatrice~~ “It this ... everyone?” Sighing, Jack nodded, crouched low on the roof of Robina’s. “Clara’s not here yet, but yea, h this is everyone. If any of the hunters escape into a nightmare, Azamel will send Fiona to help us on that end. You know, assuming she can find us.” Beatrice started counting. Six vampires, one werewolf, and one monster; potentially two monsters, if they had to fight in the nightmare. That was not nearly as many people as Triss was hoping for. And, for some...
~~Beatrice~~ Following the Invictus right hands was hard enough, but now she had to follow three. Shadowing Julias was easy. Like a typical Ventrue, he was useless on his own. His power was in creating and controlling armies. But damn he looked good in a suit. Those broad shoulders, the combed back mafia hair, even the damn tie. It was a good thing she wasn’t using the blush of life, or she’d be rubbing her thighs together already. Fuck, the stupid knight made her feel like a cat in...
~~Beatrice~~ She had to get something to eat first, then she’d show Julias. She’d show up and beat the undead shit out of that piece of shit, stupid shit fuck. Eat first though, definitely. She was drained and tired from shadowing the trio, and there was no way she was going to confront big bad ancillae Julias without a stomach full of blood. She’d tried feeding on some people gently lately, using the darkness and her strength to her advantage. It had worked well enough, and she’d had more...
~~Julias~~ A taxi would not do, not for this. Perhaps it was too ridiculous, too absurd, or just too over-the-top, but Julias took great delight in the magnificent limousine they were in. Other Kindred would arrive in their usual ways, but the Prince expected a certain level of presentation for her ball, and Julias got that. There was something beautifully innocent in the mindless indulgence of expensive vice, jewelry, and wearing someone on your arm. Jack was in the limousine with him,...
~~Natasha~~ She stood there in front of Sándor, frowning, arms folded across her chest, and chewed on the inside of her cheek. Antoinette stood beside her. A thrall was busy cleaning of the prisoner’s body; it was a human body after all, and it did things human bodies did. Pooping, peeing, all the nasty realities of trying to keep a dangerous person prisoner. The horror stories prisoners of war shared were never fun reads. “Still unresponsive,” Antoinette said, sighing. “The mark on his...
~~Jack~~ Her. It was her. No doubt about it. As if someone popped a balloon in his face, snapping out of his memory to the present was loud and painful. That was Susanna’s childe, and Jack’s great grandsire. “In the name of peace,” Antoinette continued, “these three hunters were invited to the ball to be shown that Dolareido, my city, is not as devolved as other cities with a Kindred presence. We are better than our baser desires.” She adopted an evil smile, and looked back to the hunters....
~~Jack~~ It only took a small nod to the bouncer for Jack to get in. Just a week ago, he wouldn’t have dared dream of it, but Invictus connections were endless – larger than just Xnomina - so now here he was, stepping into throbbing music and pulsing lights. The air smelled of sweat, body’s grinding against each other with the beat, and enough skin was exposed to make his heart race. Or at least, it would have if it still beat; the fact it didn’t never stopped unsettling him. Everything was...
~~Beatrice~~ Climbing down into the cavern was getting easier. But no matter how good she was getting at it, if the clouds decided to cover the night sky, the obsidian shadow below her was an easy way to get some broken, mangled limbs. God damn the canyon was a bitch, with no good footing anywhere, and enough jagged rocks to kill any kine who fell down, guaranteed. But she was familiar with it now, knew where the good rocks for grabbing were, knew where to put her weight into a crevice to...
~~Jack~~ Getting taken back to the real world was a curse and a blessing. Everything, everywhere, was teasing him with answers he couldn’t get to. What was the Ritual of Faces? Black Blood and the red wraiths, what did they have to do with the ritual, how were the hunters doing it, why were hunters and spirits working together, what did the red wraiths mean when they mentioned ‘who the monster speaks with ... the trail to their goal.’ Azamel? Were they talking about Azamel? If they were, how...
~~Jack~~ “Oh my god,” Jack said. “Oh ... dear Lord,” Damien said. “Now arriving, Mister Jack Terry, of the Invictus, and champion this evening. With him, Mister Damien Burksen, of the ... Lancea et Sanctum, and champion’s guard,” the ghoul in the tuxedo beside them called out. The crowd turned to them, clapped for a few moments, nodded their hands, and resumed socializing. Somewhere along the line, Antoinette’s invite to the ball, which had included a ‘some skin but not too much’ message,...
~~Jack~~ “So you let Tilly go?” Elaine asked, chuckling as she stepped in past the door. They were in his mansion, and Mulder and Scully sat on his shoulders, eying the much, much older vampire. Idly, Jack noticed that neither of the birds crapped anymore. They’d always been smart enough to not do that in the mansion, but apparently it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. “How do you know that?” “Do you think I came to this city alone? I have eyes and ears everywhere.” He eyed her. She...
~~Beatrice~~ The war was over. Jacob laughed when he told her that. Told her it was temporary, because the Carthians and the Invictus and ‘Churchies’ always eventually got in each other’s face and business. Tale as old as time, he said. But either way, for the moment, there was a truce, and that meant people could breathe easy; dumb metaphor considering vampires. Triss and Jen were at the cave when Sam showed up, and she smiled and waved at them before she slipped into Jacob’s alcove. They...
Naked David's True Story True stories are always more exciting for me than fantasies...I'm not sure why. Even when reading the wildest , most imaginative and perverted tales, I love to think that maybe at the bottom there is just a grain of truth. So it is with excitement as well as reluctance that I share with you the perverted and tragic true story of young David. As many of you know, my real profession, writing being an avocation, is theatre. I am an actor and stage director, and...
Adventures of Tami: Halloween Story We All Have a Halloween Story, and I do, too. Starring L & Tami by Tami, L's gurl These stories are based on real events. Some dramatization has been added, but otherwise, this shit is really happening. It's been a number of Monday Night's, now. Tami is the proud owner of her first pair of High Heels and Costume Wig. The heels ?.they give me shivers. They are black suede ankle boots with four inch spikes. We were out looking ...
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...
~~Julias~~ A sleeping Kindred is not really sleeping. Instead, they are nearly in torpor, an undead coma. When the sun disappears, they wake in an almost jarring pulse of energy from their dead body jamming vitae through their limbs. Older Kindred, like Julias, had long learned to rise with awareness and efficiency. Younger Kindred like Beatrice rose with a startle, as if someone had injected adrenaline straight into their heart. They had fallen asleep together on his couch when dawn...
~~Beatrice~~ Beatrice had no idea Dolareido had so many dark, hidden corners. “You Carthians. It will never cease to amaze me how much you want to adapt the modern,” Jacob said. “Modern?” The two of them were deep into North Side, and probably near the edge of the city. It was a big city; she’d never been out this far. “That you would take a car, instead of this!” The crazy Nosferatu gave that weird chuckle of his, and jumped. With the old, dark robes he was wearing, he looked like a...
~~Jack~~ “Oh ... god...” He couldn’t cum anymore. Just the thought of another orgasm made his insides ache in pain. No more, his balls cried. We’re dry! The devil and her two imps didn’t seem to agree. Ashley and Julee had both let him drink them, just a little, just enough to spark the arousal in his Kindred body once more, without either of them succumbing to exhaustion for it. And they took advantage. “One more?” Antoinette said, smiling up at him. The Prince was on her back on her...
~~Jack~~ If there was one way he was going to die, it’d be between two dangerous women. Antoinette’s tiger eyes returned, with all the ferocity and rage of when Lucas had crashed her ball. Like a crushing storm, being so near her shook him to his core as the rage poured off of her, buried him in rolling thunder that vibrated his bones and pulled his gut up into his throat. She wasn’t looking at him anymore, thank god; her eyes would have bore holes through his body and couch otherwise. The...
~~Antoinette~~ Oh no. She sat upon the highest floor of her tower, a tower she had built upon what she designated would be Elysium territory, where Kindred-on-Kindred violence was prohibited, where feeding was prohibited, and where discussion was encouraged. To place her tower within its embrace was a choice she had made, a political stance signifying her devotion to peace and cooperation. And within the highest floor, her main office was her place of control, and where she could personify...