Straight Male / 60
Sex Fantasy
From about 11 to 16 years old, I used to have this recurring dream, that I had been bad, bad enough to be sent to Borstal. Only the Borstal I was in was like no other, as it housed both male & female inmates, all in individual ' bedrooms' as they were called. Unlike other places of incarceration, the inmates here were all naked when locked in their ' bedrooms ', the reasoning was that no one would attempt to escape naked.
The regime consisted of during the day we wore underwear, i e shorts for the boys, and shorts and vest tops for the females, and rubber gym shoes, so we could go about our daily tasks, which were mainly cleaning and scrubbing floors, or collecting rubbish to be put in industrial bins by ' The Keepers ' .
The nighttime regime was one of stripping what we were wearing and going to bed with the door locked, each night we were brought a mug of hot chocolate by a ' nurse' and also a sedative injection to make us sleep, there was also the nightly inspection to check if we were ' playing with ourselves ' .
The problem was, the nurses I got always wore short skirts, I would ' clock ' this, ogle the stocking ed thighs and get a hardon ' resulting in me being bent over the bed, and getting ' the slipper ' across my bare backside. I would also get a hardon, while being given the injection by the ' nurse ' because she would put my hand between her thighs, to give me my injection, which meant not only can she see me ogling her thighs, but she can see my throbbing cock, she gives me a towel, and makes me pleasure myself, while she steps up one high heeled foot onto the chair, revealing the bare leg above the stocking top, and her small panties, where I can see the dark V of her hairy beaver showing through.
Occasionally she would put me on report, where I had to see the mistress i e Governor, she had big tits, and wore short skirts, bare legs, high heels, and never hid the fact that she never wore panties, my punishment invariably meant I had to lick her out, I would rather have rode her, shooting my load in her, but thats another story, but I'm pretty sure that if Borstal had been like that, there would have been no boys in High School.
The regime consisted of during the day we wore underwear, i e shorts for the boys, and shorts and vest tops for the females, and rubber gym shoes, so we could go about our daily tasks, which were mainly cleaning and scrubbing floors, or collecting rubbish to be put in industrial bins by ' The Keepers ' .
The nighttime regime was one of stripping what we were wearing and going to bed with the door locked, each night we were brought a mug of hot chocolate by a ' nurse' and also a sedative injection to make us sleep, there was also the nightly inspection to check if we were ' playing with ourselves ' .
The problem was, the nurses I got always wore short skirts, I would ' clock ' this, ogle the stocking ed thighs and get a hardon ' resulting in me being bent over the bed, and getting ' the slipper ' across my bare backside. I would also get a hardon, while being given the injection by the ' nurse ' because she would put my hand between her thighs, to give me my injection, which meant not only can she see me ogling her thighs, but she can see my throbbing cock, she gives me a towel, and makes me pleasure myself, while she steps up one high heeled foot onto the chair, revealing the bare leg above the stocking top, and her small panties, where I can see the dark V of her hairy beaver showing through.
Occasionally she would put me on report, where I had to see the mistress i e Governor, she had big tits, and wore short skirts, bare legs, high heels, and never hid the fact that she never wore panties, my punishment invariably meant I had to lick her out, I would rather have rode her, shooting my load in her, but thats another story, but I'm pretty sure that if Borstal had been like that, there would have been no boys in High School.
