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Noclothes wrote: Sat Oct 10, 2026 11:35 pm This is one of the best stories I've read on here I'm so excited to see the updates continue and progress

tomorrow?

The worst part was the waiting. No, scratch that. The worst part was being lashed naked and helpless to a freaking school desk! ...and having to count down the seconds to your ultimate humiliation.

She had little control over the situation, but with some effort, Callie could still serve her nude ...

As a natural born stress-talker, the story poured out of her. Looking out for cars. Climbing the big wooded hill. Tarrying at the edge of the tree line before making up her mind to do through with it. Making a list of personal rules for the day. Finding her way to Ms. Lejune's class. And finally ...

For the first time in several minutes, Callie let her shoulders sag. She had never considered that Mr. Popzecky's non-whatever...geometry would be a virtual class. But now that she knew, it all made total sense.

As chairman and the smartest member of the department, who else but him would be ...

Oh man these cliffhangers....

This chapter was sooo good!! The tension is building! The male teachers at this school are fun! He gave her a cap specifically to hide her face but nothing else! I'm really hoping the class is really embarrassing for her and I hope the teacher gets to watch her cum ...

A larger box at the top left quadrant labeled "INSTRUCTOR" filled most of the screen. After a couple seconds, a video feed of Mr. Popzecky writing on the whiteboard replaced it. Because of her nearsightedness, Callie couldn't make out what he was writing even though he was just across the room from ...

TPULSON: Woah, are you guys seeing this?

JDEBOER: Yeah, I think something bumped her desk. Earthquake?

The hairs on the back of Callie's neck stood up. Her laptop was sitting at a different angle. The screen was tilted slightly lower than before. It must have happened when she hit her ankle! She ...

The trembling student could only sit there and listen while the robotic meeting assistant rolled to a stop beside her. The room had gone too quiet. And her stifled moan had triggered its presenter tracking sensors. It was just a camera stalk on wheels. Easy to forget about, until it turns its ...

Procuring a small pair of metal scissors from his breast pocket, Mr. Popzecky snipped the zipties with ease. For the first time in what felt like forever, Callie's wrists were unencombered. Now that she was free, she nearly forget herself and had to fight the urge to reach down and attend to the ...