3D SexVilla 2


The prefect and the girl

Oh, how naughtily my mind works at times…

A school in which punishments are administered late at night, before lights out…

The head prefect and a girl from the lower sixth flirt wildly at a party. The following evening the lass is summonsed in her pyjamas from the dorm to his study. She looks shocked, scared on hearing the instruction; the other girls offer sympathy for the punishment inevitably to come.

“You wanted to see me?” she asks him nervously. “I rather thought the feeling might be mutual,” he replies, pulling her towards him. The sex that follows is [...]

Caught at the fair

There was a reasonably large police presence at the Michaelmas Fair I visited last weekend. Not that there was any trouble, you understand, but high jinks are inevitable at such events – and the occasional villain might hope to seize the opportunity to pick a pocket or two. The behaviour of some suggested that alcohol had been flowing fairly freely, too – sometimes for those who might not have attained the necessary age to purchase or consume it.

I rather suspect that the fair’s C18th Charter might have envisaged such antics, and introduced special measures to deal with them. Clearly, [...]

The view from the canteen

The course I ran in the Netherlands on Tuesday took place in a recently-converted high school. I was somewhat distracted, as you can imagine.

Of most interest was the colleague’s office which boasted floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the former canteen. It was easy to imagine that this had been the headmaster’s office…

On the rare occasion that a girl was to be caned, she’d be called up to see him after lunch; those still eating would be able to look up and see her being lectured. The curtains would then be drawn; they’d wince knowing what was happening, and breath a [...]

The price of admission

Walking through the centre of Utrecht – one of my very favourite cities – late on Monday night, I spied an interesting sight.

Old, traditional building. Wood-panelled dining room. Candles on the tables. Gentlemen, all in their 60s or older, all wearing black tie. Glasses of wine being sipped, at the end of dinner.

The scene was set, it seemed, for the evening’s entertainment. The young ladies would be brought in, in black corsets and matching stockings – for the provision of a suitable girl would be the admission price for each of the society’s members.

Lots would be drawn, [...]

The empty office

My hotel room in Manhattan for the first couple of nights of my stay, before EJ arrived in town, looked out across the street at a disused office block. When I woke at 5am, there were still lights on in the building, a few forlorn items of office furniture dotted at random around the large expanses of open space.

Just the sort of place, I realised, for the gentlemen to take a girl for their little, long-overdue discussion. To tie her over one of the desks; to give her a final chance to tell them what she knew; to cane [...]

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