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Jenna and the Christmas Memory Jenna lounged on the bed with her wife at her side. She wrapped her arms around Sammy’s nude body and smiled. “Merry Christmas,” she whispered. “It’s our first christmas together as wife and wife.” “But not our first Christmas,” Sammy smiled as she turned to face Jenna...

Isabella strutted down the streets of New York City, heading to her penthouse apartment. She wore a sexy red dress that helped emphasize her cleavage without showing any skin while it clung to the curve of her ass, emphasizing her body and allowing her to really stand out. Her black heels left her t...

Kim and Willa both stared at Isabella as she laid there naked, desperately trying to hide her body. Willa burst out laughing. “Is that why you’re so jealous of me?” Willa asked. “You got duped out of the good genes and now you feel so insecure you have to bully your way to the top. Well well, looks ...

Regina was dragged onto the stage, the curtains were down as the students were surely shuffling into their seats. Alison made sure to take the front middle seat as she smiled. Elliot sat next to her. “Alison,” Elliot said. “I’m sorry.” “Why did you do it?” Alison whispered. “She... she blackmailed m...

Jenna and the Valentine’s Day Jenna smiled as she looked at the calendar that read February 14th. The day of love. And she knew exactly how she would want to spend it too. Sammy had gotten a job and was out for the whole of January on a business trip for her work and was only coming back now. Jenna ...

Regina stood on stage, the dildo and handcuffs had both been removed while she was backstage. So now she stood naked in front of everyone, the curtains rose revealing herself to all the students and staff members. Regina felt her lose control as she began to put on a show. Regina felt herself turn a...

“Y-you’re the...” Alison paled. “B-but...” The dean smiled. “Ironic that I am in charge of a school designed for discipline? My dear, that’s my namesake. The one above rewards the good. I punish the bad. It’s always been that way. And Alison, you’ve been very very naughty. You tried to blame Regina ...

Alison watched as the dean walked off stage and sat where Alison had been sitting. Alison squirmed as she felt herself grab hold of her shirt and pull it off of her body. Then she felt herself grab hold of her pants and yank them down to the floor, stepping out of them. No matter what Alison did, sh...

And that, my friends is the story of Alison Emerson. I realize some of you might be disappointed and think I did not go far enough. Others might say that I went too far. I understand I could’ve pushed it farther and I also understand some may think I did too much, but perhaps it’d be reassuring to i...

I’ve had people in the past asking how to write stories, how do you come up with these ideas? Is it wrong to think in this way? Why write “humiliation” stories! Why do people “get off” to ENF/ENM/similar content? And I’ve had conversations regarding this topic, but I figured I would speak in a gener...