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What? Earn the right to lose my skirt? They were my clothes! I wasn’t about to let Lindsay dictate the terms of how and when I stripped! My hands flew to the waistband of my skirt, my legs bending in anticipation of throwing off my last piece of outerwear. I wasn’t about to give Lindsay the satisfa...

*Little bit of a shorter part. Hopefully y'all are enjoying the story.* On his lap ? Up until this point, everything could have been seen as silly flirting, a way to tease the boys. At least, that’s how I was rationalizing it in my head. But getting on Thomas’s lap and practically straddling while ...

For a different perspective many readers like it when girls take advantage of other girls and don't consider that "horrific" at all. Just saying there are many perceptions of what fantasies people enjoy and what they don't. To each his own. I say let the author write what interests them wh...

Despite Lindsay’s conditioning, I let out a groan. Spankings? She couldn’t be serious. “Now, Now, Taylor., don't be like that. This is part of your training,” Lindsay said. “You need to learn to be a good maid.” She placed a hand on my back, her fingers deliberately brushing the undone strap of my b...

“M-my panties?” “Yes,” Lindsay said. “A proper maid should have proper attire. That includes panties. No self-respecting maid wears granny panties like those.” “What’s wrong with my panties?” I started to raise my hands to my chest. “The bet was—” “Quiet!” I jumped, my hands falling to my sides and ...

“H-here? Now? In front of—” “Taylor!” Lindsay barked. “You will do as you’re told!” A silence fell over the group. This was a moment that would define the rest of the night. Lindsay had already taken everything further than the bet had stipulated, pushing the limits, but this flew directly against t...

Hey Everyone, this is just a story I wrote with the assistance of an AI, and I thought it turned out pretty good, I figured I don't post here that often, so I should at least post this here. Enjoy. ============= Emily sat in the corner of the room, nervously twisting her hands in her lap. She was th...

We all stood there for a long time. I stood there in the skimpiest and sluttiest of panties with my bra literally hanging by a thread and my hand bound to the nearby chair, just waiting for Lindsay or whomever to come up with my next form of humiliation. Lindsay’s little act made it very clear that ...

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise, given how the rest of the night had gone, but for some reason, it did. Lower my hands? She knew what that meant. Everyone knew what that meant. It shouldn’t have mattered, not since everyone had already seen my most private area anyways. But it just felt so…slut...

The Cheerios were the easy part. I could get a sizable amount each time, though a few would always trickle out of my mouth and back into the bowl. The water was more difficult, as I could only get one slurp each time, the awkward angle making it more difficult to get my mouth fully in it. If I thoug...