Angela went to her room to get ready. Newly-pressed grey skirt, clean regulation
white knickers, long white socks, light blue blouse. She stripped off, went to the
washbasin and soaped her crack, making sure it was all spotless. There was nothing
worse than having people stare at a dirty bottom. Especially when they were about to punish it. And with a heavy heart she headed for the school offices, sitting on the bench outside with a nauseous, sinking feeling in her stomach.
A Lost Colonies Mission Report
"You've got WOMEN with you?!" the apparent leader of the delegation exploded, "Well I hope to hell you brought dildoes, at least!" "What nincompoop told them to come down here and didn't warn them about the apes?" the grey-haired gentleman grumbled. "Are there any stores in the port that sell dildoes?" With a planetary greeting like that, how could we NOT enjoy our stay on sanctuary? / (Reviews)
This is a story in the Collar Club.
Doreen has hidden a fantasy from her Master. After finding out about it he plans to teach her a lesson on hiding stuff from him.