All character in this story are over 18 and it contains themes of light femdom in a school setting. Please remember to rate my story or leave a comment if you enjoyed it.
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Joe Williams lagged behind his mother as she strode down a long corridor. He didn't want to be here but she had forced him to come. He had recently failed his college exams and the college had decided to kick him out. His parents were both furious.
"And after all the money we paid for you to get the best education possible now what are you going to do. No education means no future young man, me and your father have given you everything and you constantly refuse to take advantage of the opportunities that are right in front of you. You know when me and your father were your age we had to work so hard that we never had any time to ourselves, but it built character-"
Joe had stopped listening already it was easier just to let her go on. That had always been Joe's problem though he always choose the path of least resistance. Whatever was easiest he went along with it and that meant doing no work. He had never done well in school because he didn't study and he mostly got by because he was actually quite bright. He didn't have good grades to get into college either but his parents had made a large donation to an Ivy league college in order to get him in. Now though his mother was desperate and so here he was.
"Hurry up Joe were late as it is. I hope you appreciate what I am doing for you here, it was very difficult to get time off work to bring you here and I have heard that they are very selective about the students they take on, only a very small number are allowed in. Ah here we are-"
They had entered a very luxuriously decorated room and there was a very expensive mahogany desk with a woman age in her mid 40s sitting behind it. She was a very attractive woman for her age though and she was very professionally dressed with a shirt and suit jacket on but her breasts were so large that they strained against the fabric. She was also very tall and her pencil skirt made her look slimmer than she was. Even her high heels made her seem taller and served to complete the look which was quite intimidating.
"Mrs Williams it's so good to see you could make it, I am Mrs Taylor." She said as she shook hands with Joe's mother."And this must be the little rascal Joe that I have heard so much about." She spoke patronisingly and went as far as to ruffle his hair.
Joe was speechless at the sight of this woman and as she came closer to him he could smell perfume which filled his nostrils and made him think of strawberries. As he looked at her he tried not to stare at her breasts but for a young man he found the job quite difficult.
"I am glad to finally meet you Mrs Taylor I have heard great things about the work that you do here at the institute for modern discipline. Although I must correct you on something my son here is more than a little rascal and we are going to need drastic measures to help him."
"You don't need to worry Mrs Williams we have a 100% success rate with all of the boys that we select to join. There are some forms we will need you to sign but then we should be able to begin immediately."
"What is it that you need me to sign? I am sure there won't be any problem if this is in Joe's best interests."
"Just a simple non-disclosure agreement with regard to our methods so we can stay ahead of our competition. We also would like you to promise that for the next 3 months you will agree to tell no one that Joe is here and that you won't come and visit him. It's very important to us to be able to keep Joe in the right environment so we can help give him the disciple that he needs. You can sign them on the way out at the reception if you please."
Mrs Williams was a bit reluctant to agree to these terms but there was something about this woman that made her want to say yes right away. It might be because she reminded her of herself or of who she would like to be. The women were dressed similar and Mrs. Williams who worked at a large financial institution felt reassured by the woman's demeanour.
"Of course Mrs Taylor that should be no problem."
Joe was watching this silently (and sneaking glances at Mrs Taylor's breasts) but now he felt he had to say something.
"Look I don't want to be signed up for anything and I honestly think this is just a waste of time."
His mother looked as if she was going to launch into another lecture when he said this but Mrs Taylor interjected first.
"Joe I promise you that while you are here no one is going to force you to do anything. I just ask that you keep an open mind is that alright? Now maybe you would like to say goodbye to your mother with a hug."
Mrs Williams looked a little taken aback at being pointedly directed to hug her son but she had received some very good recommendations so she thought that this was worth a shot considering how desperate everything was. Maybe a good hug might help Joe who knows she thought.
So she walked over to her son and embraced him in a tight hug. As she pulled him close Joe could feel his mothers breasts pressing into him and he started to feel quite uncomfortable. Him and his mother didn't normally hug but now he was reminded that his mother actually had very large breasts of her own. He also started to get the feeling the Mrs Taylor had realised he was looking at her breasts and had decided to make this suggestion just to watch Joe squirm.
"Bye Mom." Joe said after the hug was over, his cheeks still very red.
"Now you be good and please Joe try to work hard this is very important." Then she gave him a kiss on the cheek and turned to leave praying that she was doing the right thing.
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