Bound for Detention

Anna is an ambitious high school senior who has it all figured out when the prospect of detention threatens to undermine her plans for the future. When her attractive teacher, Mrs. Hope, offers a private detention that will not go on Anna’s record, she jumps at the opportunity. But Anna soon finds herself facing new sides of herself, and her teacher, when she meets Mrs. Hope at the school after hours.

”Bound for Detention” contains several scenes of BDSM, domination, and metal bondage.

A sample:

“Tell me, when is the last time you did something unscheduled? Tried something new? Broadened your horizons?”

Anna had to think a while before answering. “I recently tried listening to one of my dad’s country records, but I don’t think it qualifies…”

Mrs. Hope sighed. “I don’t think so either. That is why I have planned something… special. I hope you will trust my judgment, Anna.”

“I do.”

“Good. If at any point you want to end this little experiment, you say the word ‘Shakespeare’.”

Anna snickered. “What, like a safeword?”

“Exactly.” Mrs. Hope smiled. “Exactly like a safeword. You get to leave, go to your party, and stand with Isabella in the corner, looking at the others, being careful not to drink too much because your mind is focused on swimming and grades.”

Ouch. That was too accurate.

“Or you stay. Let this all play out. Try something new, see where it takes you. Trusts in my plan.”

Anna nodded. It all felt surreal, heavy, but she had no intention of disappointing her favorite teacher.

“Good. Here are the rules: You do not ask questions. You do as I say.” The smile remained on the attractive face, but the eyes were narrow. “And for tonight, you will address me as ‘Mistress Hope’.”

Mistress?

“Stand up.”

Anna hesitantly got up. She could smell lilacs as Hope approached her.

“Turn around.”

Anna obeyed. She heard an odd sound, one she had never heard outside movies before.

Are those… chains?

She had no time to react before the handcuffs locked around her wrists. Sharp, cold steel imprisoned her.

“What are you doing?” she said, struggling against the unexpected restraints.

“Remember, no questions.” She felt Hope’s warm breath in her ear and a comforting hand on her shoulder. “I told you this would be different. Trust me, there is a point to all that is going to happen.”

She is insane! Just say the word, just end this!

Anna turned around, opened her mouth; she was about to speak the safeword, but the calm, controlled expression on her teacher’s face stopped her. The word remained unspoken, but the decision did not stop the rising anxiety and threat of a panic attack.

“Please… take these off.”

Hope shook her head. “You need to accept that you are not in control. Until I see fit to release you, you are my prisoner. My slave. Clear your mind of everything else going on in your life; it doesn’t matter right now. Take a break – let someone else make the decisions.”

It all sounded oddly comforting and rational to Anna’s frantic mind.

“Now you say it.”

This was a command, not a request. Hope seemed to grow in front of Anna, filling the room with her powerful, commanding presence.

“I…” The words felt thick and sticky in her mouth. “I am your… slave.” Anna paused. “Mistress.”

The contract had been sealed. A wry smile appeared on the teacher’s full lips. She pulled out a set of legcuffs from under a stack of graded papers.

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