Please tell me at least one of you here has a fun New Years Eve plan. Orgies? Parties? Booze? Making out under the fireworks? Some sort of greek, shirtless, oil wreasling situation?
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Please tell me at least one of you here has a fun New Years Eve plan. Orgies? Parties? Booze? Making out under the fireworks? Some sort of greek, shirtless, oil wreasling situation?
After a very rousing welcome back to campus, I’m more than ready to meet everyone around here. So here’s what you need to know about me. I’m Danny Schuester. Marked Dom, obviously. Headmaster’s son, obviously. This should go without saying but from the things I’ve heard, I guess it needs to be said - I expect titles from all switches and Subs. I know this campus backwards and forwards, so what I’m really looking for is who I should know and why I should know them. Anyone care to fill me in?
Also, if anyone can point me in the direction of Layla and Jackson, I’d be grateful because I have two bear hugs with their names on them.
For all the money I’ve spent on a penthouse suite in the tallest residential building in Lima, I was expecting somewhat of a view. In retrospect, I don’t know why I did. There’s nothing to look at in this state but grass and trees... Needless to say, I’m officially bored and that’s a situation that needs immediate remedying.
On the off-chance an introduction is in order; my name is Christian Clarington. I’m a Dominant who’s submissive is staying with her family for the week, so I’ll be needing service in her absence. Interested parties should feel free to inquire within.
So... I might be totally off base here but like, this is a school, right? Which means students? Did I mistakenly get dropped off at a ghost school? That would be pretty rad and all but it’d be nice to know if there are also other.. corporeal beings around too.
My name is Ethan Sutton, and I am your new Sexual Kinks Instructor. Dominant students may call me Mr Sutton, lower mark students will call me Sir.
Sexual Kinks Instructor means I will be teaching the following classes:
I Can’t Stop Touching Myself
Locked Up; They Won’t Let Me Out
Chastity Independent Study
You Don’t Have to Turn on the Red Light
I expect every student in these classes to introduce themselves to me, and bring me up to date on what they feel their progress is in their class so far. Any student who fails to do this will be ending this semester with a punishment. Considering you have until Friday the 18th to do this, that should be more than adequate time to avoid a punishment for all of you.
Any other student is, of course, welcome to introduce themselves too.
Well isn’t this a pleasent enough looking place? I mean, it could be worse. First things first, if anyone can direct me to my brother Owen. I have a yapping little dog who would not stay still the entire drive over because he was utterly, uttelry too excited to sit still at all.
And also, I’m curious to meet my brother in law- Mister Sam Evans.
Ah, I’m Eric. Or Sir- if you’re feeling proper.
“Walking on sunshine wooah-oh! I’m walking on sunshine whooah-oh!” Sky seemed oblivious to anyone else as he jumped down the stairs two at a time, backpack jangling each time. He’d had his counseling session with Ms. Pillsbury and was only getting two Cs and no Ds or Fs so he was feeling quite proud of himself. Maybe he could even ask Miss Sue if he could get a job now since he was passing all of his classes. He made to jump the last three steps in a giant leap, but sadly hadn’t looked where he was going and ended up hitting something or someone and landing in and undignified heap.
Charlie honestly was trying to concentrate on his school work. He’d needed to work in the library because the book he needed for his paper was a resource book that couldn’t be checked out. That was fine. Working in the library would probably eliminate distractions. That’s what he’d thought. But oh no, no, no that was so wrong. It had started with some vague heavy breathing in the carrel, but had quickly become a full on scene right there next to him. How the hell was he supposed to focus on the development of the the system classifications when someone was getting what sounded like the most epic head that was ever given right next to him. He pressed the heel of his hand into his growing erection and groaned in frustration, thumping his head down on the desk. “Fuck me.”