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Chapter 24: Dance
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Submissive Academy Chapter 81: It's.. What?
I stir slowly, groggy after a horrible night. The men were animals outside. Clapping on our door like maniacs. Yelling, laughing, cheering with feral glee—like they were celebrating something dark. I know some of the girls cried themselves to sleep. Others would have stayed frozen in fear. They had no one to protect them. Just thin walls and thinner blankets. Daniel stayed in Isla’s bed. For the first time. I’m pretty sure he had a knife gripped in his hand the entire night. I don’t think he slept at all—just watched the door in silence, heart wired, ready to fight. The moment I sit up, he's fled through the door. "Morning," Isla yawns behind me, stretching lazily. I raise an eyebrow. "You're up early." She shrugs. "Weirdly, I slept really well. Didn’t even need sleeping pills." "Hmm." I flash a grin. "You think maybe it had something to do with a cock pressed against your ass all night?" "DANI!" she shrieks. She darts into the bathroom, a furious flush rising on her cheeks
Submissive Academy Chapter 80: The conversation
I stop walking, planting my heels into the cold marble floor like I’m trying to anchor myself to the earth. Aiden senses it coming—of course he does—and before I can resist further, his flat hand presses firmly against my lower back, forcing me forward. “Why?” I ask, my tone sharp and defiant, my eyes fixed on the curve of his jaw. We descend the marble staircase, but I make him work for every step. I’m dragging my feet like lead weights, shifting all my weight backward just to make things harder for him. It's petty, but I don’t care. “Because,” Aiden bites out, his voice strained with effort, “I’m going to tell him you’re not going to be sold.” My breath catches. The surprise hits like a slap. I blink up at him, suddenly uncertain. We reach the entrance of the main building, and the looming marble statues watch us like silent executioners. Their blank eyes stir something cold in my chest. Anxiety coils tighter around my ribs. “Can’t you… tell him on your own?” I ask, my voice
Submissive Academy Chapter 79: Fight
The men we pass stare at us as we walk, and the disgust in my chest only grows. I want to stab them all. Every single one of them. What makes them think they’re so much better than us? What gives them the right to walk around like they own this world? If you think about it logically, why should men be in charge? Why are they allowed to control everything? Women should be valued more—hell, we create life. We endure pain, sacrifice, and yet we're treated like we're disposable. Men? They contribute nothing but anger and hate. Control. Money. Aggression. Everything that's wrong with this world is built on their shoulders. "Leave!" I snap again, my voice sharp, as I exit the male dormitory. The sun is setting, and the sky is a violent mix of oranges and pinks, the colors so beautiful, so opposite of the anger bubbling in my chest. "If you just wait, Dani!" Aiden's voice calls after me, thick with frustration. "My god, stand still—" "Go. Away!" I scream, fury rising, and I don't care
Submissive Academy Chapter 78: What can you do?
Aiden holds me like I belong to him—one hand firm on the back of my neck, the other gripping my hip as he grinds his hard dick against me. My thighs are spread wide, skirt bunched around us, and the blunt head of his cock presses perfectly against my clit. Every slow thrust sends heat crackling up my spine, and when he twists his hips with just the right pressure, I nearly scream. He smirks at the way I unravel on top of him. It only makes me wilder. I moan into his mouth, my fingers fumbling with the zipper of his pants. I’m starved for him—feral. I don’t want restraint or slow touches. I want everything. I want to feel him inside me, need to feel him claim me. His lips part on a groan when I wrap my hand around him, my thumb teasing the slick head. His breath stutters. “Shall I get the vibrator?” he asks through a gasp. “No,” I whisper, eyes locked on his. “I want you.” He freezes. But I don’t. I slip my hand into his boxers and stroke him harder, watching the tension rippl
Submissive Academy Chapter 77: Class
The three classes we have pass by in a blur. None of us dare leave the classroom—not even to use the bathroom. We stay seated together the entire time, tense and silent. The female teachers seem on edge, their eyes darting nervously, wild with uncertainty. Even they aren't safe. The final teacher doesn't even show up. “Should we wait here?” Isla asks in a sleepy voice. She managed to stay awake during housekeeping and cooking but nodded off in our last class—basic politics. She needs sleep. Desperately. “It’s their final maths class before the exam,” Rose answers. “They’ll likely be there all day and into the evening.” “What will happen to us after they graduate?” Ellie whispers, her voice trembling with fear. Amelia sighs and leans her head on Ellie’s shoulder. “We graduate too,” she says quietly. “But while the doms gain freedom to do whatever they want… we get sold off like cattle.” “It’s not fair,” Olivia mumbles, eyes downcast. “It’s not that bad,” Isla offers, ever the op
Submissive Academy Chapter 76: Morning
The door to the bedroom opens with a soft creak, pulling me from the fog of sleep. It’s morning. Groggily, I lift my cranky head toward the door, squinting as the light floods the room. I hate how this place can't lock. I hate that the doms have free access to our rooms, like we’re nothing more than objects to be inspected or claimed at their leisure. Daniel steps into the room like he owns it, his posture casual but authoritative. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees Aiden lying next to me in my bed. I can feel Aiden’s muscles tense before he swiftly turns, keeping his arm protectively around me. With a small, deliberate gesture, he shows Daniel that he’s fully dressed. Daniel exhales in relief. "My man," Daniel greets, a slow grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he moves to sit on Isla’s bed. “Dani.” “Go away, Daniel,” I groan, reaching out blindly to slap the surface of my bedside table in search of my clock. My hand finally lands on it, and when I glance at the tim
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