The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 6 – Agatha [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Les][Dubcon] [Plot heavy]

**Agatha**

Harlots are new ladies. According to that motto, I proudly exposed my tits and made a way to my cunt. The new age was lenient towards me, but some gentlemanly demands rose. That is how it came that I alternate between being a teacher and a student. As soon as I explained to the group of inmates, completely pale with fear, how they could improve their results in Lovemaking, I put on a green evening dress in my room. It covered my legs, but the neckline didn’t leave much to the imagination. I left my underwear and chastity belt in the room. Nowadays, they assume a high-class lady makes concessions to men. I will not by trying to resist any ideas that Beck or Mayson would have when looking at me. Sophia could try something too.

The management slightly changed the hall of the principal’s office into something like a cut-out corner of a restaurant. My lovers and chit-chatter stood at the table with Mayson at the top.

Stiletto high heels heralded my arrival in the carpetless hallway. The principal and the sexologist welcomed me. I wished them good evening, kissing their hands according to the new ritual. The principal gave us his blessing, and we took our seats.

Lassoed for Truth (M18M18M18F18F40 interracial, group, blackmail)

All characters are 18+ This is a fantasy only. Any sexual contact between teacher and student is illegal and should be so.

I suppose I should start at the beginning. Of course, I didn’t know it what was beginning at all. You see, I am not the sort of person you expect to be making these sorts of movies. Not at all. But then again, it wasn’t my choice that I ended up here. I guess you could say it was my nature that lead me here, and that my own education is now under way. This is ironic, because I am a teacher, their teacher. The boys and girls who instruct me now, the ones who are making these movies. I am told that they will be able to afford college with no problem at all with the revenue of the movies they are making, so I am proud as their teacher that I am helping them achieve the higher education these bright young immigrants deserve. I never thought I would be helping them in this way. I am told the films are only being circulated for Hindi language groups right now, but if a copy of it ever got to the school, my career would be over. Why you ask. Ah.

[MF] Found My Ex’s Daughter Working as a Prostitute

I dated a woman, whose name was certainly not Karen, for a good number of years. She has some issues, as do I, who doesn’t? I’ll just say that they are serious issues and it became a very unhealthy relationship. I broke up with her three or four times before I finally got away. The problem is that she knows exactly what my buttons are and how to feed my demons. She is very much a sex freak and knows exactly the things that I get off on. To paraphrase the famous quote, “Every time I thought I was out, She PULLED ME BACK IN!”

Karen has a daughter, not named Madison, who was in high school when we first started dating and is in her mid-20’s now. Madison had a drinking problem even before I met her, was a big pot head, and mostly likely was doing some other more serious drugs. When she was sober, the two of them were best of friends. When Madison was drunk, she was a 90-pound, hell-spawned, agent of chaos. She got worse and worse as time went on and she did wind up being arrested a couple of times after she graduated high school, though she did manage to graduate somehow.

Back in China and just found a new side chick this week! [MF]

OK. this is 100% true. I lived in China for several years back about 5 years ago and was last back in China 3 years ago just before COVID. Been stuck in the USA ever since but got married to a Chinese lady a few years back and in July they just started issuing “family reunion” visas, so I was finally able to come back to China. Arrived mid October and had to spend 7 days in a quarantine hotel and another 3 days in self (home) quarantine. My wife’s sister lives here in this somewhat remote area and we are only here for a few months due to my single-entry visa, so my wife’s sister helped us get an apartment in the same complex as she lives. No this isn’t about my wife’s sister.

Anyway, we are living in this remote area that is about an hour from the center of a very large city, sort of on the outskirts but it is very local. I have been here and out of quarantine about two weeks now and haven’t seen a single other foreigner, which is odd since when I lived in a 2nd tier city before I would see lots of foreigners. I think with COVID and the lack of visas and the generally non-pro Western things going on here that lots of foreigners have left and almost none are coming back, plus I am in this pretty remote area.

Why is it such a Tabboo to goto Pleasure workers? This is more of a confession [M]

For the past 6+ months, I have been having unprotected sex with prostitutes. What started on a drunked night as a dare, became a secret habit. I was was depressed the first time, once I got sober and regained my senses. Feeling bad for myself did not help me. I tried confiding about this with a dear friend of mine. But after a few days, she said it was spoiling her peace of mind. After days of feeling sorry for myself, I realised the we only live once. As I was not sure if I got infected or not, I went on a spree. Any available prostitute I come across, who was willing to go without, I had sex with. At times, in the most unexpected places. Lost count after 25.

Not really proud of what I am doing but not remorseful either. It sometimes feels like its not wrong, as they too are people like us who are trying to earn a living and I am helping them in their business. And I am not comitting any crime as I am not forcing nor hurting nor robbing anyone and it was always consensual.

The Critic (M32, F32, noncon, hypno, revenge, food – 4,975 words)

**THE CRITIC**

Story by All These Roadworks (2022).

*For avoidance of doubt, all characters in this story are aged 21 and over.*

Top chef Jamal takes cruel hypnotic revenge on the woman whose review ruined his restaurant.

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Jamal couldn’t believe it when he saw the booking – Kate Lendle, the food critic for the Central Gazette. The evil white bitch had ruined his last restaurant with a scathing review – she had claimed it was because the food was cold and tasteless, but he knew his food was impeccable, and he suspected her real problem had been that he was black.

His restaurant had gone bankrupt and he’d worked years to pay off his debts and start over – and now she was daring to turn up to his new place, “The Golden”, and do it again?

But luckily Jamal had learned a few things in the years in between – spent some time studying – and he had a little something he was eager to try.

Human And Halfling MILF Have Hot Hammock Sex [M34/F55][Fantasy][size difference][milf][oral][vaginal]

*The Story So Far: Tobias, a royal diplomat, is traveling an immense river waterway by barge. His companion hires a halfling prostitute for them both, but unexpectedly the woman’s mother shows up, hoping to travel with her daughter to their hometown of Hadrimal.*

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“Again, Your Majesty, I’m so sorry for my undignified behavior,” Qamar mumbled as she tied up a hammock the barge captain had graciously provided. For a small rental fee, of course.

“Qamar, please, for the last time you don’t have to call me that. I’m not royalty.” Tobias secured his own hammock. The corner of the aft hold where they were setting up was cramped, but well shielded from prying eyes from the rest of the open cargo deck by tall stacks of lashed-down crates. Pokra was already curled up on a nearby barrel, snoozing away.

“But you work for a king!” Qamar said. “What else should I call you?”

“Just Tobias is fine.”

“But why aren’t you sleeping in the cabin with Azim and Drazat?”

Celibate Female Lawyer Seeks Fun

“You’re still here?” asked Fredricks when he walked past my office at 9 pm.

“I’ve got some things to finish off.”

“Lucinda, it’s Friday night. Take a load off.”

I smiled and looked down, then nodded.

Working at a law firm had taken up most of my time. I loved my work, so I buried myself in it. There was that other reason as well that made me work.

I put the file into my bag, deciding that I’d finish it at home tomorrow.

On Saturday afternoon, I yawned after spending most of the day working. My shoulders slumped as I sighed. I knew that I’d eventually go crazy if I kept up this pace. I needed an outlet, something that would loosen my hair and get all of my frustrations out.

My lips curled as I thought about being bent over a table and screaming. I had often thought about a stranger walking into the office late at night, then demanding that I get on my knees and suck him off. Then he would bend me over the table and give it to me doggy style like a wild animal.

Cyberotic [F26/F22, robot girl]

The Garden of Venus was the most popular brothel in the Sol System. The brothel employs and serves all clientele, of all races, genders, and sexualities. From the hermaphroditic reptilians known as the Drac to the centaur-like Ora to the Humans that first colonized Sol II, everyone was welcomed to the Garden of the goddess of love.

That being said, Amelia Dité, the human owner of the Garden, was confronted with something she wasn’t expecting. Sitting across from her desk was what resembled a human woman. She wore a blonde wig and a red, strapless dress, showing of her C cup breast. Her eyes glowed yellow and her skin was a deep black nylon. This was Cyla, the cyborg, and she was applying to become a prostitute. While it’s not unheard of a cyborg getting into sex work, Amelia had on of her eyes replaced with cybernetics, but Cyla was a full robot with only a brain left.

“Something wrong Ms. Dité?” Cyla asked in a soft but metallic sounding voice.

“Uhh, nothing is wrong. On paper at least.” Amelia said. “I just feel like your metal chassis may be a bit of a turn off to some clients.”