Refusing Compulsory Sexuality Novels & Stories

"Nah. Take a look at her situation—she's broke. Do you think I'd give up a good life for that? She's just a tool for boosting my grades." "Good for you! Josh has to pay top dollar for her tutoring." "That idiot? He couldn't learn his way out of a paper bag. Wait and see. I'll take her right from under him soon enough." I trembled with anger in the stall, my hands clenched tight, but I stayed silent for two reasons: Sharon was too devoted to him; with the exams looming, I didn't want to upset her by telling her the truth. Instead, I tried to steer her away from him with subtle suggestions. That was why I turned down her request to include Harry so decisively.

"I also know that compliance is a choice with consequences either direction. Refusing has consequences. Attending has consequences." "Refusing tells thirty-one packs that we have something to hide," I said. "Or that we believe ourselves above the body that has kept the wolf world from outright war for three centuries. Either reading makes the children more dangerous in their eyes, not less." He was quiet. I crossed the room and took the letter from his hand.

No Refusals: If anyone—student or staff—asks for your body, you must give it. 3. The Dorms are Public: There is no privacy in the sleeping quarters. 4. No Solo Play: Masturbation is a waste. You must always have a partner watching or helping. Don't be greedy with your pleasure. 5. Gender Fluidity: Everyone fucks everyone. There is no room for labels here. 6. Punctuality: Be on time for class or serve as the classroom’s "furniture." 7. The Tithe: You must achieve climax at least ten times a day to maintain your energy.

“There are repeated entries. This may be a summary page rather than the full ledger.” Lines become clearer. Not enough. Then enough. Leah sees one phrase before Elaine reads it. Family refusal override Below that, another entry. Unreliable after maternal objection Another. Support restricted pending correction The words blur slightly as Leah’s eyes burn. People reduced to lines. Women were reduced to problems that families could solve by changing the paper around them. Julian’s voice is low. “This is bigger than a forced marriage.” Daniel does not answer. Julian continues, each word heavier than the last. “This is a private system. Family power, donor money, medical support, scholarship acce

“Yes. I’ve been thinking about our last conversation.” The warmth in the room shifted almost instantly. I remembered that conversation very well. The offer. The one I had refused months ago. “I respected your decision back then,” Stacy continued calmly. “You chose your family, and I admired that.” I remained silent. “But things have changed.” She reached into her handbag and placed a sealed folder on the coffee table between us. “I’ve come with something entirely different.” I stared at the folder without touching it.

I was messed up. Really, I was truly messed up. I was on the phone with Sophia the morning before I had to go out on a date with Xavier. I still texted Cameron from time to time. And I couldn’t put my foot down on which direction I should dictate my personal life to be—it felt all over the place. Last night with Kyle, we ended up sitting down over a few drinks and discussed precisely this topic of contention—should there be limits to sexual liberation in an open relationship? I never joined any debate club, but I did sit through Cambridge Union debates multiple times. I even watched their old debates to make sense of things. I remembered that one debate with the infamous porn star Anabel Cho

The survey also looked at sexual competence or readiness - whether a person could reasonably make an informed decision about whether to have sex for the first time. For example, they had to be sober enough to have consented and should not have been acting on peer pressure. Around half of the young women and four in 10 of the young men who responded failed this measure. And almost one in five women and one in 10 men said they and their partner had not been equally willing to have sex at the time, suggesting some felt pressured to have intercourse. ******************************************* Teddy only got able to phone Nicole when she got home, although they had both checked up on her with An

"As much as I dictated to my body not to give in, I hated it when my member got hard. So, I changed and held back. I hated that my body didn't belong to me. Many talk about the abuse of minors, girls or men to boys, but they never talk about the damage a woman can cause to a minor. That is as disgusting and revolting as any abuse. I once told a friend and he made fun of me...told me he would enjoy it. That is so...so sick. You lose track of reality, of time because your body doesn't belong to you... The involuntary actions of it are at the mercy of someone who's only thing is out to hurt you... and I can't. I cannot lose control of my body. My body is mine." The words Ayden began to speak, l

"You know, Nathanny, most of them do it because they have to, not because it's consensual or of their own free will." "Oh, really?" asked Nathan, curious about the word forced. "Yeah, most of them do it with seniors; some are afraid of being bullied or called weird, and some are drugged and made drunk. So it's not because of their heart's desire; only a few do it because it's consensual; you can imagine how painful and traumatizing that condition is; it's not as beautiful as my first time with you last night." Nina smiled, her face reddening at the mention of it all, proud that she could stand by her principles.

As a result of my father's departure, I worked extremely hard to complete my education and graduate with honors. Finding work was difficult at first, but I eventually found one. When I turned 20, a guy who had been observing my behavior approached and asked me to be his girlfriend. I refused, saying that I didn't want anything to do with men. When I want to get away with a sexual notion, all I have to do is start touching my genitals.