Protégés and Guardians – Prologue Part 1 – Mirror and Reflections [BDSM, Mf, Maledom, Excess of Women, Plot Heavy, Dubcon]

Luisa considered herself a mundane girl. She had grown up in an ordinary family which was well-functioning, at least as much as a girl of 18 years could consider any family in that way. Now that she was permitted to senior high, she moved permanently to the recently inaugurated dormitory of the Simone-de-Beauvoir School. The college was definitely not normal, but what is normal nowadays? No one seemed to care much about her academic track records, everything was about manners and compliance, healthiness and appearances, competition and assessment. She saw through the charade of subordinating everything to healthiness; all they cared about was beauty.

Judging from the outfit they had sent to her, this year the girls would become increasingly objectified. Luckily she was brave enough to oppose the one she received, as it was undersized around her buttocks. Was her objection successful because she could justify her arguments on the pro-code? Or was she just privileged due to her background and the flawlessness of her performances? Anyways, the new dress was now sitting in the box, unopened beside the mirror.

Protégés and Guardians – Day 2 Part 2 – A new Guardian [BDSM, Fmf, Femdom, Maledom, Excess of Women, Plot Heavy, School, Dubcon, Protocol, Objectification, High-Heels, No Sex]

When walking out of the class, Samantha had naturally taken the lead in front of Valerie. The heading girl was slightly annoyed by the fact that she was ordered out of the classroom but also grateful to be rescued from the hands of Mr. Peters, who seemed to be a rotting bull, which didn’t look quite like his normal self. Little did she know that the following events would stir things up with greater influence by far above her direct experience. Her follower seemed to be quite fond of her, given the stealthy look that Samatha felt on her neck and lower back side. Valerie oozed the confident steps and even though she didn’t consider herself lesbian, she couldn’t help but fixate her eyes on the moving hips in front of her, packed in these vicious blue denim which stretched with every step. She got a little lost in thoughts and had the hunch she could follow her everywhere until she almost bumped into her at the door.

Protégés and Guardians – Day 2 Part 1 – I am ready to become a woman, Sir! [BDSM, Mf, Maledom, Excess of Women, Plot Heavy, Dubcon, Protocol, Objectification, Training, Punishment, Romance, No Sex]

Maxime had seen enough of Marc’s cruelty yesterday so she decided to come early and to try to get a seat at another table. She performed her morning routine with extra vigilance, to make the best out of her appearance to be stunning – who of the boys could deny her? She bathed with a light vanilla perfume and used an extra hair conditioner. For the first time in her life, she waxed the hairs on her legs and pulled superfluous hairs from her face, which was more painful than she expected. Afterward, she used a body lotion to cream her full body with gentle strokes. She took extra care for her boobs and while rubbing them she remembered how Jake had looked at her, with lust in his eyes, after he had taken the opportunity to look down onto her breasts. She squeezed the nipples which he must have seen through her dress and exhausted a first little moaning. The pressure between her legs started pulsating and her creamy hand started moving down to gently rub her vulva. A second moaning released itself from her mouth and she started rubbing her center which sent waves of pleasure through her body. Her other hand came to assist by pulling her lips apart so that her center was more exposed to the rubbing. Her moaning increased and before she could realize what happened her tunnel pulsated, sending ruptures through her body and she groaned ecstatically in her first orgasm. Afterward, the afterglow of happiness let her finish her preparation joy- and peacefully.

Belle Sujette – The Second week [Mf, service, cleaning, Maid, light Ds, plot-heavy, romance, no-sex]

The doorbell rang at seven past five again. A happy Mara hinted her little curtsy, presented her soles for the mud check, and came inside rushingly. Today she was wearing tight blue jeans and a wide black pullover. And how sweet she was, she has brought a little bell with a red ribbon. „Use it any time you want.“ I was so happy and smiling, so I attached the ribbon onto her chest which made her salute me exclamatory.

Without any instructions from my side, she headed off into the kitchen, cleaning up the new chaos, and started humming with her new to-do list. When I inspected her work, she was in full swing but she instantly took her waiting position and asked me how she could be of service.

A tonic would be nice.

„Why didn’t you use the bell?“ She pouted sadly. „Please use the bell.“

„No.“

Shortly after, she stood there with the tablet, offering the tonic with ice and lemon, clearly peeved.

Belle Sujette – The First Week [Mf, service, cleaning, light Ds, plot-heavy, tears, no-sex]

This is the second part of the story, first part can be found here: [Belle Sujette: Prologue](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ka04i1/la_belle_sujette_rendezvous_prologue_mf_light_ds/)
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The doorbell rang at seven past five. In the last messages, we had agreed on five sharp. I was mildly unpleased, mostly because I left the office early to be on time. On my way home it was windy and wet, cold and dark as usual, with muddy leaves on the pavements. The hallway to my apartment building was uselessly impressive. With its red carpet, large mirrors, and lofty ceilings, the hallway never loses its effect on new visitors. At the latest, the steep stairs had left one or the other breathless. For belle sujette, it took another minute to climb up to my door. Our rendezvous had been almost one week ago and I had had some doubts if I overdid it with my quirky demands and her new nickname. Her winning smile and the sparkle behind her eyes made me forget my doubts. She blushed a little bit, indicated her little bow, and gasped: “Now I’m really here, I can’t believe it.”

La Belle Sujette – Rendezvous (Prologue) [Mf, light Ds, serving, cleaning, romance, plot-heavy, no-sex]

We met in front of the Café-de-belle-jour on a foggy day of fall. She appeared out of nowhere in my field of view and introduced herself as Mara. At first, I didn’t realize what was going on – I was simply stunned by the little dimples around her nose and by her blue inviting eyes which threw their youthful expectations onto me. She took me out of my enchantment when she threw her curly black hair in the air around her head: “We have an appointment for your position.” My reply was slightly confused: “Hello Mara. You want to apply for the cleaning position?!” – “Yes, sir.” Her smile and the small pits around her lips made me feel comfortable and relaxed. Intermediately, we lost some time in Smalltalk about anything and everything. I waited for a break between her chattering and invited her to come inside with me. It was not a date, or was it? She has replied to my announcement with a full-scale application, which was slightly uncommon, at least. It was apparent that she came from a good family and her final school certificate was perfect. So far we had just exchanged some trivial messages about the basic conditions and it was not clear to me why she wanted this job. She had asked for a meeting in the public sphere before her duties could begin because she felt it was inappropriate to visit a man’s house unfamiliarly. I went one better to suggest a formal interview about her skills and to see if I would feel comfortable with having her in my apartment. Now we were waiting in a line for coffee and I liked the fact that she almost reached my height with the help of her black heels and that our bodies were converging to each other in the waves of the crowds. In front of the golden lit glass case of the café’s goods, she remarked that the cakes look delicious. Grudgingly, I asked her which piece she would like, which made her burst out in excitement rather unexpectedly, pointing childishly on a raspberry tarte. After I placed the order, she volunteered to take the tray to carry our treasures, waiting for my guidance to a table.

Protégés and Guardians, Day 1 – First Adult School Year [BDSM, MMMMfffffffff, Maledom, Excess of Women, Ploy Heavy, Dubcon, Protocol, Objectification, Spanking, Romance, No Sex]

This August was a slightly different feeling in the air. The ceremony of the new year at the Simone-de-Beauvoir-school started as usual: The rows in the emporium of half circles were split by years, each year in two rows with the boys looking over the girls of their class. Jake was slightly overwhelmed by all the new faces and impressions. Luckily, he had already made a little friendship with Nils, the guy who was sitting next to him and who was already telling him the pros and cons of the girls in front of him, lifting one or the other secret. Proudly, he told Jake that he had trained Samantha, the black haired with the small ears, to walk properly on high-heels. Before he had taken her in his hands, she walked like a limb swan, but now she walks pretty neat, Jake will see. The blond girl to the left, with the tiny nose, Helene, is secretly in love with Mr. Peters and chumming up to him shamelessly. He felt a bit awkward to hear the gossip directly behind their backs, seeing they paid close attention.