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St. Monica's School For Girls

************ Disclaimer!!! Before you start reading this book.... THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even. If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY. Moving on... No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author. Please, Take Note: This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise. Read on!!

Golden_Essence · LGBT+
分數不夠
117 Chs

Don't Cover Them!!

The first day of the last week of school had been a stressful one for Jenna. Her appearance had gotten her more than her share of Snickers and giggles behind her back. Teaching a class at this stage of the year was difficult enough, but looking as she did make it nearly impossible. Her tender nipples rubbed relentlessly on her tight white tube top. The thick metal rings, that hung weightily on her nipples, were clearly visible through the tight top.

Jenna's new dress code, as dictated by Trisha and reinforced by Sister Ann, required that she wear tight crop or tube tops, short micro mini skirts and stiletto heals. She felt like a whore when she dressed that way, but she really had no choice. Her position at the school depended upon her conformance to the requirements.