BDSM Boarding School - Good Girl x Master
"Welcome to disciple for Doms, as we can see, we have our test subjects for the year. Girls, please stand up and say your name, grade, and why you are here", he speaks.
"Now who can tell me what this is", he holds up a whip of some sort. All the girls and most of the guys raise their hands with pride. I keep my eyes low as the teacher scans the room.
Nova, are you choosing to not participate", I shake my head and whisper a low no sir, trying to think harder about what the could be. "Nova, what is this", he says as he slams it down on my desk. I shake my head, "I'm sorry sir, I don't know what that is". I feel so disappointed in myself, why can't I understand common things.
"Our first demo will be Nova, please come up here Nova", I look over to Liza. "You got it", she whispers to me. My anxiety starts to kick in and I started shaking as I walk up to the main desk.
I stop in front of him and he towers over me. Looking down at me with a smirk, "Bend over the desk", he pushed my hard onto the desk and my head bounces off of it. I look over at Liza and she looks at me scared and I give the same look back. I scan the room and see most of the guys looking at the teacher more than me except a few.
"Now, this is a disobedient sub, she lied and chose to not listen. What do we do in this situation", and all hands go up except the girls. "Ian", I look up to see Corra's brother looking at me. "Punish her with the crop", he says and the teacher says he's correct.
How do you get your life back when you have gone through hell? I wouldn't know; it has been two years and a half and I barely survive each day. Oh! I pretend I'm alright, teaching my classes, working on my research, going out with my friends, hiding behind a mask of normality. But this is just a facade. I can barely sleep most nights and often have nightmares that leave me drenched in sweat. My life is just plainly pathetic until I meet one certain student's older brother. My name is Anthony, I am twenty-nine and I am going to tell you how I submitted to the love of my life.
I am a Dominant. I love to have total control over my partners, giving commands that they obey, managing every aspect of their life. I guess this is my way of coping with the childhood I endured around my controlling and abusive father. I thought I had found the perfect Submissive but he left me, feeling too oppressed under my dominance - I admit I am excessively strict - so I am still searching for this special someone until I meet my little brother's math teacher. My name is Ethan, I am thirty and I am going to tell you how I subdued the love of my life.