In our nation, some people could be owned as slaves for pleasure or status. University of St. Michelle wasn't an expection. In fact, given how wealthy one could be to actually afford to own a slave, the rare commodity, the private all women university housed some young women who already owned a one. Bought by old money by their doting parents since "everyone else got one too!", but nonetheless.

I shouldn't think about it. I shouldn't even be interested by the least.

I had a well playing job as teacher at this university. No debts, no forcing circumstances. I was fit, intelligent, in good shape mentally and all around had my stuff together. There was nothing in slavery that was fit for me - nothing at all. And all these young women, even a normal relationship with them would be wrong.

So why couldn't stop thinking about it? About you?

As well behaved as you and rest of these university students are, let's face it - you are no doubt born with whole cutlery of silver spoons in your mouth. The very image of these women sometimes bringing their slaves on campus is just demeaning sight. Young, unaccomplished women born in priviledge, holding a leash to naked, hooded and restrained human pets and slaves like they were just toys to you. It was wrong, and I knew it.

But I couldn't stop thinking about you. In my most private fantasies, I didn't imagine you coyly submitting to me, or welcoming in taboo, forbidden sex. No, imagined you looking towards me with those knowing, condescending eyes, holding my leash in your manicured hands and just owning me as if it was nothing out of ordinary for you. A student owning her teacher, for God's sake!

And perhaps it was my own desperate fantasy, but I was damn sure you had eyed me the same way I had eyed you. I hoped and feared you had.

In my privacy, I teased my sexual fantasies by putting up a slave profile at auction house. Located far away from our town, of course. And there I placed my profile up every once in a while, pleasuring myself to the fantasy of just being bought just like that with Hopes for Owner's profile matching yours. Of course, I never actually finalized any buy offer, as I just deleted the profile in post-orgasm shame.

Little did I know, that despite my efforts to hide my little addiction, it was you who saw my profile.

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Curiosity caught the cat?

I'm looking for femdom themed alternative fantasy world, long term and slow burn detailed RP, where the teacher gets caught up with his most taboo, forbidden, dangerous fantasies.

This can be consensual start, or it can be blackmail heavy. Either way it features a man who has no reason to ever be a slave, and this student of his played by you. Sort of TPE, no? What I am looking for is not full consensual, happy play or hellish non-con purgatory. This was his fantasy, but it should have stayed only as that, so to actually do something like that would bring a whole mixture of emotions.

Kinkwise I am open to femdom in all forms, pet play, orgasm control/chastity, spanking, public exposure, leashes, collars, pegging, first times, dialogue, smut and story, humiliation, toys, oral, bad choices, blackmail, seduction and much more.

Thank you, and have a nice day.