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Discipline at the University
Sexy Erotic Stories for Adults Illustrated with Hentai Pictures
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Emily White
Copyright
Copyright © 2024 by Emily White
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.
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Table of Contents
Copyright
Table of Contents
Introduction
Discipline at the university
Chap. 1
Chap. 2
Chap. 3
Chap. 4
Chap. 5
Chap. 6
Chap. 7
Chap. 8
Chap. 9
Chap. 10
Thank You!
Introduction
Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.
Within the secret pages of these forbidden tales, I invite you to immerse yourself in a fiery universe of unrestrained passion. Every word is a whispered moan, and each illustration is a visual embrace that transforms the realms of fantasy into tangible reality.
This collection is not for the faint of heart. It's a bold manifesto, an invitation urging you to delve into the dark depths of lust, where pleasure is painted with audacious strokes and details that promise to quicken the rhythm of your heart. The illustrations are provocative gateways, guiding you into sensual dimensions where every hidden desire finds its expression without remorse.
Are you ready to plunge into a whirlwind of seduction and temptation, where the pages themselves transform into a stage for your most secret fantasies? Allow yourself to be carried away into a realm where sin transforms into art, and art seamlessly merges harmoniously with the ecstasy of desire.
Lift the cover and prepare for an experience ignited by the flame of passion. This is not just another collection; it's your exclusive ticket to the boldest manifestations of anime eros, written masterfully by me, Emily White.
Discipline at the university
Chap. 1
... The long hallway ended in a foyer furnished with two black leather sofas, both with cushions at either end. In the center of the foyer, a double-seated bench on both sides, with an angular oak back, which showed it to be very old. Two 19-year-old girls were sitting one on each side, practically back to back, dressed in the classic London women's college uniform, white long-sleeved blouse, grey pleated skirt to about six inches above the knee, (which, when seated, was mid-thigh length) with long white socks, just below the knee, and black shoes without heels, (Merceditas model).
The two girls remained seated, staring blankly, their hands resting on the edge of the seat glued to their knees and moving their feet back and forth, given the height of the old bench, one and the other, or crossing them over their ankles, something had them on edge.
The ceiling of the room was very high, something very usual in old buildings, and this one was. At the beginning of the course, it was customary for the Dean of the university to make an extended speech of its history as of the heroic great men, who taught at this university, and who had given their lives for their country, in the First World War of 1914-1918, and in the Second World War 1940-1945. As well as their portraits were hung on the four walls, as all along the corridor, next to the doors that had been their offices, and in the lobby, were the most illustrious, as well as two offices. The Dean's and the Director's.
The girls did not look at the pictures with photographs and portraits of the most illustrious men, each and every one of them with serious countenances that would make their enemies tremble in combat, let alone their pupils, especially the one who occupied the place of honor, which was a full-length portrait, a character of enormous size and fearsome face, below in gold gilt letters General Sir George Lewiston.
One of the handles of one of the two doors creaked as it moved downward, the girls quickly stiffened like a spring, leaning their backs against the back of the door, and instinctively stretched their skirts and then placed their hands clasped on their thighs and looked straight ahead. The door finally opened, and the teacher of both students came out through it, with a serious countenance of the most characteristic anger, and with a penetrating look she looked at the two students, went out and closed the door with the name of the Dean, Mr. Lewiston, on it.
She was dressed in a pearl gray blouse, and a pair of frayed stretch denim pants that fit like a second skin. For a woman approaching 32, she dressed very flirtatious and no man would put more than 24 years on her. She walked down the hallway, leaving the lobby behind.
... A few hours before...
There was a bustle of students and professors who had just left their cars in the parking lot on the grounds of Lewiston College on the outskirts of the City of London. In the background was the huge three-story building, renovated by Sir Lewiston's family in the 18th century. Ancient castle in ruins of unknown name. Evil tongues placed it at the time of the Inquisition, a place where Bishop Borgia had his orgies before being elected Pope, although no one had located in London such an event. Others dated that it must have belonged to a Nobleman. It was supposed that it must have belonged to an English Nobleman of low standing, who had inherited it by favors not favored by King Richard VIII himself, but that a few years later, said Nobleman fell in disgrace and was beheaded by order of King Richard himself. The only certainty is that Sir Albert Lewiston I, bought the land surrounding the ruins, and in them he built a beautiful mansion or castle, made of stone brought from the Italian lands of the Ferrara region. It was finished at the end of the XVIII century in 1898, it took about twenty years to finish it due to the complexity of its construction. Finished in a style more typical of English than Italian, since its builder was from the city of art, Florence, but settled in England for political and artistic problems, he was one of the most famous architects in Italy. The imposing facade with four towers with their towers of typical circular structures, which further emphasized its appearance of castle, these being up to five floors that rise above the rest of the building. Plus a fifth tower in the center of the building and the highest part of up to seven floors, from where fantastic views are contemplated.
... The students and faculty were heading towards the main entrance, when an event attracted the attention of some students and teachers. A teacher was scolding two of the students of the university, especially the teacher who was supposed to give the grades to her students, in those moments she was the one who was giving the grade, and how. She pushed the two girls who made clear gestures of not understanding what she was talking about, even making them fall to the ground and raising her bag above her head to hit them. At that instant, a hand held the teacher's arm up, she turned on her feet with her right hand open and gave a strong slap to the one who had dared to hold her arm.
The teacher went white when she saw who was behind her, and who had just given her a tremendous slap, her eyes changed expression on the spot. No words made any sense to her, she stuttered and tried to string together a coherent sentence but did not succeed until after a few seconds.
(Sonia) - Mr. Lewiston! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you. Forgive me...
(John). Professor Sonia, can you explain to me what is going on... No, let's go to a less crowded place and explain to me what this is all about? You two get up from the floor and come with us, I think it will take a lot of explanations to clarify this incomprehensible situation, at least for me. What are you doing there watching? Don't you have some classes to attend? Well, move along, there is nothing important to see here.
Dean Lewiston walked down the hallway leading to the offices, accompanied on his right side by the teacher he had referred to as Professor Sonia. The two students walked behind them with a clear gesture of not knowing why they were there, much less what was going to happen.
(John). Miss Sonia come into my office to clear all this up, you two wait seated in the lobby until I meet with you two.
Shortly the janitor appeared with the keys to open the office, and they went inside. Once the door was closed, Mr. Lewiston left his briefcase on his desk and sat down in his comfortable leather chair.
(John) - Well Sonia can you explain to me what happened out there, it was a very embarrassing act!
(Sonia). Mr... Mr. Lewiston. I...
(John). Sonia, we are alone now, there are no students in front of us. Call me as all the teachers always call me in private...
(Sonia). Well... John, it's very embarrassing for me to explain this....
(John). Of course, you've made quite a circus out there and I would like a more convincing explanation, it was a reprehensible scene and it will bring you unflattering consequences, even if you are right and I'm sure you are. But assaulting two students in the middle of the street is not the most reasonable thing to do for the good name of this university. What the hell were you thinking Sonia! to pounce like that in front of the whole student body? The parents of those two students by now must have already found out everything that happened and will soon come forward to ask me for explanations, and I must have something on my desk to be able to excuse myself. Although it will not be easy, I am afraid that sooner or later you will have to go to this office to be properly sanctioned and fired. Unless you accept your responsibility and place your immediate resignation on my desk. If this fact had been in private, I could solve it in a more personal way, but more than three hundred students have seen everything, there is no possible way to hide this fact... totally unacceptable.
(Sonia) - Can't you help me when you know my reasons, you must be able to do something! You know that I am about to finish my doctorate in chemistry, and that for me it is very important to do my internship at this university, then I will go and present my resignation. But with the doctoral internship I must finish it, done in this university it will open many doors for me in other prestigious universities. One of those two lizards put quick glue on my car lock last week, and I'm sure the other one deflated all four wheels of my car yesterday afternoon. I was told this by the janitor who had seen them hanging around the parking lot.
(John). Sonia, I'm not saying that those two students didn't do what you say, but you don't have any convincing evidence. And as far as those practices are concerned, what value will they have if a file is opened against you for physical abuse of two students? None!!!!! There will be no state university that would accept you even as a dishwasher in the kitchen. We are no longer in 2004 when we still imposed corporal punishment to the unruly students, and in need of discipline. And I know the history of those two students, and at school they were disciplined on countless occasions with severe corrections, but today, they have to be very serious offenses for students to be disciplined properly today, and you know, that is only possible with parental approval. My hands are tied, understand! Sonia, you have overstepped your duties. You are a very efficient woman, and with a great future in this university as a professor, that doctorate in chemistry should have been done years ago, and not now. As a professor with a doctorate in chemistry, there is only one solution for you not to have a file, and that is to be submitted to the board of members, and for them to decide if it is necessary to open a file on you. In addition to having an excellent record as a teacher at this university, if you accept that the board of partners investigate what happened and you will not be anything pleasant resolution, you know as I do that they are very old-fashioned, besides fixed ideas and receive a sanction judged by those fogeys, It will not be at all pleasant for a thirty-two year old woman, but for being in practice of your doctorate, you will be treated as one more student in practice, that if I can take care that they accept it, but the result that they can approve, those of the board of partners, I fear the worst, and that their opinion will not be at all pleasant for you. What's more, I will not be able to do anything for you, you have been teaching at this university for many years, and you have seen other similar cases, haven't you? You remember how they ended up, and what punishment they received, today they must still have trouble sitting down when they remember the punishment. But they were students, after all, and we were at a time when it was common to use the cane, your case is different, although you look like you are no more than twenty-five years old.
About those two students, I will talk to them to see if I can do something to make their parents pay for the damage to your vehicle, but I can't guarantee that I can do anything else for you. I will bring this matter to the board of partners to be studied, we will see what they decide, but I can not promise anything.
Chap. 2
One month later...
