A Tale of Two Bills
Copyright© 2008 by Daddy for a bad girl
Chapter 1
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 1 - I wanted to do a study of two different kinds of sadists - one who can only explore his sadism with the consent of his partner, and one who is only concerned with his one pleasure. Not a stroke story like the others, sorry. Written for someone special years ago, finally finishing it.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic NonConsensual Reluctant Rape BDSM DomSub MaleDom Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Snuff Oral Sex Anal Sex Sex Toys Slow Violence
Monday, Aug. 13th, 8:35am
Most people in Central New York thought summer ended when the NY State Fair ended in the beginning of September. Any of the local community college students could tell you otherwise, as the school started classes a little past the middle of August.
Bill sighed as he turned off the engine of his beat-up 12 year old Oldsmobile. Looking at the expanding campus, with the new construction of the Applied Technologies Building, he felt both pride and sorrow for the school he worked for. The new building was going to be a wonder, providing training in everything from advanced computer aided automotive repair to architecture. With a two year degree, students could leap into the job market, or transfer to get their bachelor's.
However it was costing a small fortune to build, and sacrifices had to be made. His treasured Drama classes had been cut last year, forcing him to fall back on the two other loves of his life; English and computer graphic arts. With English, it was easy to get a few classes into the list, but impossible to get his required hours of teaching in - there were many, many english classes to be had at Onondaga Community College.
An opportunity in the graphic arts came up when the professor (everyone called him Harrison) who ran the computer aided graphic arts department (the only one on campus besides Bill who knew anything about it) moved to Ohio - his wife had been a Dean on the campus until all of the Deans' positions were cut last year partially due to the cost of that new building. Harrison's wife had applied for and received a position in Ohio similar to what she had done at OCC. Off they went, leaving a void in the graphic arts department. Bill had spoken to Harrison often; they were pretty good friends. Harrison knew Bill's situation, and convinced him to step up to the plate - take over what he had started. It took some convincing; Bill had dabbled in the computer graphic field out of fun.
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