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I want... purpose. Something constructive to do. I want to feel like I have a future. A better education. And a job." Two things occurred to Alasdair at the same time. First was that there were no other males in the classroom -- it was full of girls. In fact, he realised, he hadn't seen any other males since arriving at the school. Not in any positions of responsibility, anyway. Had there been janitors, caretakers, gardeners, perhaps? Had he just missed them? He wasn't sure. The second thing he noticed was that all the girls were wearing uniforms... and he hadn't been informed of or provided with one. He wondered if that was going to cause a problem. But following rules was not something i was good at, would this be the best decision or a very painful, humiliating one. Language: English Words: 8,444 Chapters: 4/4 Kudos: 294 Bookmarks: 35 Hits: 36,805

As a submissive and as a mother, I can relate firsthand to how difficult it is to find a free space where you are able to completely let go and be 'true to yourself', for this reason finding somewhere local that can facilitate that need is pretty much up there. Harry gets sent to a school for BDSM where Louis is his dom. Language: English Words: 79,247 Chapters: 24/? Collections: 1 Comments: 539 Kudos: 1,502 Bookmarks: 328 Hits: 75,394 Three girls, yes... Alison, Lorraine and Yvette. You will belong to them for the next week. After that, we will come up with a fresh sleeping arrangement for you." Here?" he said. He let his bag slip from his shoulder and fall onto the bed that had apparently been designated to him.

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Umm... well... My name is Alasdair Munro, I'm 23 years old and I was offered a place at this school as part of a social experiment," he said. "I had been unemployed for a long time and someone at my local jobcentre took me aside and said that if I was prepared to go for further education, then I would be guaranteed a life-changing experience and a job at the end of it, should I want to stay on here. She was very vague about the details -- said that was a necessary element of the social experiment -- but seemed very positive about it. She said I would have a crucial role to play and took care of all the details. I've been offered a generous allowance, but to tell the truth I think I was sold when she showed me the pictures of the school."

A unique family of orphans would soon stumble upon the forgotten teal house. The teal house immediately knew that they were a peculiar bunch, their hearts dancing to a melody that only they could hear. Misfit puzzle pieces, abandoned and alienated by a society that failed to understand their vibrant spirits. There’s a variety of vibrators, chains, and harnesses and even a Venus 2000 Milking Machine for the truly adventurous. There’s a boudoir and sissy room, a medieval dungeon with bespoke catherine wheel, a spanking horse apparatus, a gyno chair and the most extensive collection of outfits in the North West. This place is Halloween, Christmas, and your Birthday all wrapped into one. You’re welcome!Do we have a problem?" Miss Maguire asked. She was very stern. Alasdair wasn't easily intimidated, but he could tell that she wasn't the kind to take any nonsense. He came from Edinburgh -- a town that was populated by women just like her. The "Miss Jean Brodie" types, he had always thought. Confident, self-assured, walked like Sergeant-Majors. Gentile and perhaps a little prim, but with an iron core. The Dungeon is a play space that Sir and i look forward to visiting again in the near future, it's somewhere where we can mingle with like minded people in an enjoyable/pleasing manner and is yet another gateway for us to 'get to know' the other local lifestylers. They arrived at Miss Wilson's class with little time to spare. All the girls were trooping in and Alasdair followed them without question, while Miss Maguire drew Miss Wilson aside to talk about something.

Mr Munro, let me clarify something to you. These girls have all been sent here by their parents to learn and experience certain ideologies that are not generally condoned in the mainstream world. For the most part, in fact, they have been sent here by their mothers, since their fathers have already been thoroughly indoctrinated into that ideology and wouldn't think of upsetting the status quo they have become accustomed to. Isn't that right... Anne?" It’s all about luxury and class at Studio Onyx. When entering, one might get the sense of tranquillity and serenity as you explore their welcoming lounge area and mingle with fellow kinksters under dim lighting and soft music. But venturing upstairs to the House of Eros within this Somerset sex dungeon is where you’ll find the space to enact all the depraved wild acts you’ve been anxious to experience. Studio Onyx is a for-hire dungeon where you and your partner(s) can explore the kinkiest parts of your imagination in a safe, clean, and uncompromised environment. Aren’t you ready to see just how far your dirty mind can take you? Luke is a brand new sub, ready to start his life at a new school and learn how to serve his new dominant. Miss Wilson didn't answer. She just looked imperiously at Alasdair and waited for him to continue. After a moment, he did. For those of you wishing to develop the skills to dominate their partners and experiment with new activities, the Bedroom Mistress course teaches the art of safe, sane and consensual BDSM. Finally, the Kinky Couples course is tailored to your level of experience, offering you and your partner a safe space to explore a vast array of kinks in all their glory!As a Lifestyle Dominant for several decades, it is Master Arcane’s absolute pleasure to share his knowledge of the BDSM Arts and The Crow Academy’s Romantic Style of Domination and Submission with all who are interested. The Crow Academy’s goal is to help couples and seekers everywhere learn to create their own D/s Dance so intensely satisfying that the mutual pleasure shared creates lasting D/s Relationships. TP Dungeon is a BDSM dungeon for hire where first-timers might find themselves most comfortable. Although every toy and machine you could imagine is available to you, it has a more mild-mannered approach to approach than most on our list. With a reasonable hourly rate and plenty of professional resources, TP Dungeon welcomes all levels of fetish play, and their staff is quite happy to help you get your footing. They’ve even got a medical-themed room for you medical play kinksters out there. Disneyland isn’t the only place fantasies come true. There were a few gasps from the girls as he straightened up without making any attempt to hide himself. Alasdair had always thought that any man who tried to cover himself up with his hands if he was caught in the nude was simply compounding his own vulnerability. He had never been able to comprehend the notion that it was so terrible for someone to see his penis, simply because she didn't own one herself. The logic had always escaped him. Yeah, it made sense that nudity in certain situations -- such as this one right now -- equated vulnerability. But clamping both hands over his knob to hide it from view was going to enhance, rather than diminish that vulnerability. So he didn't bother. Quite right. Well... as long as you stay here, there are going to be certain things expected of you and we might as well start now. First of all, I'm sure you must have noticed that you are the only student at this school who isn't wearing a uniform."

Alasdair still hesitated. He was having a very hard time absorbing all the ramifications of what he had just been told. Miss Wilson said nothing, however. She simply reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a small object, which she placed on a shelf where it was prominently visible to anyone facing in that direction. Alasdair had to turn round to see it himself, but he instantly understood its meaning when he did. Alasdair found himself being swamped by a fresh wave of confusion. Miss Maguire's choice of words seemed to be almost deliberately confusing -- seemed to hint at more than she was letting on. After a moment of contemplation he decided to let the "belong to them" slide and concentrated on a more pressing problem. With their wide eyes brimming with curiosity, they uncovered the teal house's hidden magic. They brushed away the layers of neglect and breathed life into its dusty corners. The aroma of home, once again, filled every nook and cranny. Flour danced in the sunlight, sugar sparkled like stardust, and the heavenly scent of freshly baked delights wove its way through the rooms.Lead by Miss Kitty Bliss, the ladies here know how to tailor your sessions specifically for your needs and desires. Not that those matter much, once in their hands, you're a slave to their will and must abide by their rules. Only the genuinely subservient and obedient slaves get to experience the best of their dominating skills. Prepare yourself to kneel, and you’ll be taken into a subspace like no other. A very, very deep silence settled across the room. Alasdair blinked. He looked sideways at Miss Wilson, but she simply sat still and smiled tightly at him. He looked at the girls and noticed the subtle excitement and anticipation on their faces and in their postures. They were all slightly flushed and were leaning forward intently.