A Darker Universe
Copyright© 2008 by Mermaid Master
Chapter 13: Study Hall
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 13: Study Hall - Imagine, if you will, another universe, one in which all girls and women secretly long to be submissive slaves, spanked into submission. It is a world where pregnancy is totally controlled and not an issue of concern and STDs do not exist but in which our conventional morality is still the norm. However, that is changing. A new program has been introduced into the schools, NUDEP.
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Then it was time to head for their study hall. When they got there, Miss Wilks, the proctor, announced that the principle had decided that another special assembly was being called. Classes were canceled for the rest of the day."
They all walked to the auditorium and sat down. Both girls were extremely nervous. They were sure they had to be the feature attraction and they weren't disappointed. They were told to go backstage.
Mr. Burns came out first and made a surprise announcement. "Boys and girls, there is going to be a change in the NUDEP program. It is being canceled in this school."
Paul was crushed. He was getting a lot out of it and he didn't want to stop. In fact, from what he saw, the whole sophomore class was getting a lot out of it.
"We have observed what has been happening with the sophomore class. And I would like to thank Jennifer Wilson, our first pioneer." He motioned and Jennifer came out wearing the clothes she had worn to school that morning. Betty came out a moment later, also dressed but not looking as happy about it as one might have expected.
Mr. Burns turned back to the students. "Let me explain. The experiment succeeded beyond our wildest expectations. Now you might wonder why it has been canceled. It has been replaced with something new. It has become obvious that you ladies are responding extremely well to a strong male influence and the boys are ready to take this up. So beginning tomorrow, each young lady in the school will be given to one of our boys. We have more girls than boys so some of the boys will have to handle more than one girl.
"Unless your parents excuse you, you girls will belong to your new owner until this weekend when we will reevaluate the program. It will be up to your owner to decide how and if you are to be dressed and when and how you are to be punished. We know that being young and horny," he laughed, "you will all need relief from time to time so we will make sure you have a chance at the beginning and end of the day. Girls will need permission from their owners before being allowed to orgasm."
He began to read out the assignments. Both Jennifer and Betty were relieved that they still belonged to Paul. All the students then got a chance to meet with and talk to the owner or slave they had been assigned. Finally they were again called to their seats.
Mr. Burns continued. "We are going to be teaching you the formalities of slavery." he turned to the side. "Miss Waters, could you come out here, please?"
The beautiful, young teacher who had long been the object of the boy's fantasies came out on the stage. Instead of the loose pants and baggy tops she favored, she was dressed in nothing but high heels, a garter belt to hold up her stockings and a seriously embarrassed look that Betty recognized. On each nipple was a painful looking clamp and a thin chain hung down between them. She also wore a leather collar around her neck, leather ankle and wrist cuffs with rings on them. When she walked, the chain swayed. The stiletto heels make her wriggle when she walked. She was spectacular.
"Miss Waters is dressed in the usual fashion for a slave." He turned to her. "Put your hands on your head, slave."
She did with obvious reluctance, knowing what was coming.
Mr. Burns picked up a leather paddle from behind the lectern and gave her a smack that caused her to wriggle. "Kneel" he ordered.
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