Camila woke under a warm pile of blankets and yawned. The smell of coffee and freshly baked bread practically lifted her out of bed. There was a definite soggy squish in her diaper as she sat up – one that she hoped Belén wouldn’t mind taking care of. Her girlfriend had been great about her …
“What are you doing for Todos los Santos?” Belén trailed her fingertips through Camila’s hair. Camila had been grateful to hear that Belén’s roommate was out doing something, she’d needed a break from the sorority house. The musty brick smell of the old dorm building, quiet rain outside, and soft lighting had Camila almost drifting …
Camila, Ginger, and Chun stared at each other in a frozen moment that layered on the awkwardness with every second. Ginger was blushing – and on the verge of tears. Camila could feel heat in her own cheeks as well, and hoped Chun would take it for embarrassment rather than an uncomfortable revelation. “Chun, please.” …
“You’re really not mad?” Camila paced nervously in front of Belén’s bed, wishing she wasn’t wet for the conversation they were having. The Heathers weren’t insisting that she wear diapers all the time anymore – but that didn’t mean that Camila felt safe in a pair of underwear. In all likelihood she would have been …
There hadn’t been so many Delta-G sisters gathered in one room since the party after Frosh initiation. The formal dining room and living room had been joined by the removal of wooden wall panels, leaving a series of pillars where the wall normally stood. There was a clear divide among the sorority as to if …
“You wouldn’t actually hit me with that paddle.” Camila narrowed her eyes at Ginger. “My butt is already bruised.” Ginger laughed. “I told Chun you’d be a fraidy cat.” “That’s not even…” Camila gritted her teeth, infuriated by Ginger’s mocking smirk. “FINE! If that’s what you want, let’s do it.” Pushing her way past Ginger, …
Camila sat on her bed, watching her door with dread. With the first spanking she’d gotten from a randomly chosen sister, she’d thought waiting for someone to show up was the worst part. The spanking that sister had handed out changed her opinion, but waiting was the part she was enduring at the moment. Please …
Camila hadn’t expected to return to the Delta Lambda Gamma basement so soon. As far as she knew, it was used only for initiations, transfers of the house leadership, and a mysterious annual sisterhood ritual. She could now add disciplinary trials to that list. All the cute pink decorations from initiation were gone, leaving the …
The majesty of Fall had officially faded from campus, leaving the trees bare and the sidewalks covered with brown leaf muck. Camila had always welcomed the onset of winter, otherwise known as the holiday season. College was making it difficult for Camila to anticipate the upcoming festivities. For one thing, there were a lot of …
For the first time in her life, Camila skipped class when she wasn’t sick. Though, she wasn’t so sure she wasn’t sick. She didn’t know if heart-sick counted as an excuse, but she had thrown up after lunch. It was afternoon already, and not a peep from Belén. Camila had checked her text conversation with …