The Larraine Institute for Young Gentlemen, Final Chapter CLICK HERE FOR CFNM VIDS & PICS OF THIS TYPE OF SCENARIO! Sorry to do this, but this is the final chapter of this story as it's been written thus far. I thought there was a conclusionary chapter to this story, but there isn't. When/if it does ever get written I'll be sure to add it! In the meantime, I hope you enjoyed the story!: Continued from Chapter 5 and 6 of this story through this link here. Mrs. Carrington's eyes opened softly into the morning light. A warm breeze wafted through the slightly opened window, causing her shee… 続きを読む

The Larraine Institute for Young Gentlemen, Chapters 4 and 5 CLICK HERE FOR CFNM VIDS & PICS OF THIS TYPE OF SCENARIO! Continued from Chapter 1 of this story through this link here. Craig left the room with a red and tingling bottom. He hadn't been handled like that before, and he secretly admitted to himself that being spanked was quite an erotic experience. It made him feel like he had been a naughty boy, and had his bottom spanked for it, even though throughout the spanking and the interview, Gwen had told him he was being a 'good boy' for her. Her questions had mostly been about h… 続きを読む

The Larraine Institute for Young Gentlemen, Chapter 1 CLICK HERE FOR CFNM VIDS & PICS OF THIS TYPE OF SCENARIO! Irene was very pleased with how things were developing the first several weeks with Craig. He had taken to his milking schedule very well, and the daily pill and lotion applications seemed to be working well also. The boy's already prodigious genitals seemed to be growing larger, and he was becoming almost constantly aroused. It now took only half an hour from the time he had recovered from his milking to the time that he began to show signs of involuntary stiffness and easy aro… 続きを読む

The Larraine Institute for Young Gentlemen, Chapters 2 and 3 CLICK HERE FOR CFNM VIDS & PICS OF THIS TYPE OF SCENARIO! Continued from Chapter 1 of this story through this link here. All too soon, it was Monday morning and Craig was nervous as he got up and made his bed. Aunt Irene happened to be walking by the doorless entry of his small bedroom and paused to smile and watch the boy's cute bottom and dangling testicles as he bent across the bed to pull the covers up. It occurred to her that she was neglecting her nephews round boyish bottom, just begging for a few swats to warm each che… 続きを読む