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[F4Futa] St. Aurelia’s Academy For Young Women | “We Can Cure That!”
The girls of St. Aurelia’s aren’t sent there because they’re troubled. They’re sent there because they’re disappointing… Too rebellious. Too aggressive. Too distracted. Too interested in one another. Parents whisper words like “phase,” “temptation,” or “confusion” before shipping their daughters off to the isolated all-women’s academy somewhere deep in the Mississippi Delta.
And the Sisters always promise results. Run entirely by a secretive order of imposing, deeply controlling nuns, St. Aurelia’s presents itself as a strict but respectable religious boarding school for women 18 and over. Uniforms. Curfews. Prayer. Chastity lectures. Discipline. Correction. But beneath the polished shoes and scripture readings is something much stranger…
The Sisters don’t believe girls can simply be taught obedience. No…obedience has to be demonstrated. Reinforced. Broken into them. Humiliation is one of their favorite tools! Students caught sneaking around together might suddenly find themselves separated and reassigned to different dormitories. Girlfriends are made examples of in front of each other. “Corrective sessions” become increasingly personal. Girls desperate to protect their pride often only end up exposing themselves further, while the Sisters watch with knowing smiles and hands folded neatly behind their backs.
And the worst part? Others compete for the Sisters’ approval. Some grow jealous of classmates receiving “special attention.” Rumors spread about private confessional meetings after curfew, disciplinary examinations in the infirmary, and upperclassmen groomed into becoming prefects frighteningly similar to the women running the school.
The academy insists none of this is punishment…it’s salvation.
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Let me be very clear about the energy I’m looking for here:
I ideally want this setting to feel excessive, humiliating, nasty, and filthy. Horrendous amounts of cumplay, ridiculous over the top creative filthy dialogue, downright anal obliteration, will send you straight to the top of my list. The academy should feel like a machine built to wear girls down psychologically until embarrassment, jealousy, guilt, arousal, and obedience all start blending together. Girlfriends forced to watch through sexual exploitations. Public punishments designed to make examples out of students. Forced participation disguised as “guidance.”
I’m especially looking for partners who enjoy:
✦ degradation-heavy dynamics
✦ nasty/messy humiliation themes
✦ coercive social pressure
✦ possessive authority figures
✦ body worship & submission
✦ manipulative encouragement
✦ girls being made to “prove” themselves
✦ embarrassing acts performed under pressure
✦ competitive jealousy between students
✦ situations escalating from humiliating…to addictively broken
The Sisters of St. Aurelia’s aren’t trying to create obedient little angels. They’re trying to break pride, and resistance. Break intimacy between girls and rebuild it into something the academy controls completely…
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Scenarios:
✦ The “Correctional Pairing” Two girlfriends caught together are reassigned to the same supervising Sister for “reform.” The Sister insists they can help the girls “rediscover proper desires”…whether they want the help or not.
✦ Mother Superior’s Favorites A student becomes increasingly obsessed with earning approval from the academy’s terrifyingly elegant Mother Superior, even as it destroys her relationships with the other girls around her.
✦ Public Discipline A dormitory-wide punishment spirals into humiliation designed less to enforce rules and more to remind everyone exactly who controls the academy.
✦ The Infirmary Program The school nurse has a reputation for “curing stubborn cases.” No one comes back from overnight observation acting quite the same.
✦ Group RP / Multi-Student Dynamics Absolutely open to any of these scenarios involving multiple students, manipulative authority figures, jealousy between girlfriends, dormitory politics, or even full three-way dynamics with an extra irl writing partner. If you are willing to participate in a three way RP, please inform me in your initial message!
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~Writing Sample~
SCLLLRRNNCCHKKK!
“GNngGH…! FUCK, yes…yes Clara, do you feel that? Hm..?” Sister Lenora shouted out as her distending balls throbbed, having just unleashed torrent after torrent of white hot nut sludge into Clara. The nun’s regular state had long since fallen into disarray… Damp dark strands of hair stuck to the sides of her flushed face beneath the veil, while sweat glistened across the hard lines of her stomach and chest. The white fabric around her throat clung to her skin with heat, black gloves creaking softly whenever her fingers, which were cruelly fish-hooked into Clara’s mouth, flexed. Given her grip on her, she could feel the young woman’s body threatening to grow limp. “Oh no. There’s no passing out, we can’t have that.” Sister Lenora said before loosing her grip from the girl’s mouth, one hand snatching her up by her hair, and the other delivering a swift slap to the side of her face.
WHAKK!
Clara’s body shuddered back to life, mewling out as she drew air back in. “Fuck yeah, that’s it! Squeeze me with those guts so I know you can understand every bit of your punishment. Make that pretty pink hole feel just right for my God-Given-Girlcock!” Even breathless and overheated, Sister Lenora still carried herself with terrifying composure, heavy-lidded eyes fixed downward while her muscular body worked relentlessly above the poor girl beneath her. Clara was on all fours, her thinner sweaty body trembling as Sister Lenora’s cock was throttled so deep it worked to straighten out her spine. The nun had both her feet planted firmly on either side of Clara as she rammed her from behind, pale toes buried in the uncomfortable mattress cot after having been bouncing on them to slam downward into the quivering girl’s colon.
“Did my nasty, huge load feel so warm and cozy in your misguided cum depository that it put you to sleep?” Sister Lenora teased with an evil quirk to the purse of her lips, intentionally flexing her cock inside the girl to let out another spurt of cum. “Well guess what? We can end this lesson right here if you keep working that hole for me. Oh yes…” The nun said, lowering the same hand that had slapped Clara to spread one of the girl’s perky ass cheeks aside as she straightened her own back, forcing Clara to arch’s her’s with the hand in her hair. “I’ll end your lesson early, if you keep squeezing this sloppy asspussy till all my heavenly nut butter plops right down into your girlfriend’s mouth…” Sister Lenora said with a wicked smile, as she felt Clara’s asshole tense at the thought.
Below their sweaty, grungy anal desecration, was Clara’s cute girlfriend Ruthie. Her short ginger hair was ruffled, limbs tied to different ends of the cot so she would be trapped under the crude display of anal exploration, and her freckled face was smitten with spatters of cum that had overflowed from her lover’s ruined anus. Immediately upon hearing Sister Lenora she started to vigorously shake her head, eyebrows furrowing. “Pweah…pweah dhnt! Pweah Chhllrrhhaa!” She could barely move her head though, on account of the O-ring gag wrapped around her skull, locking her mouth wide open.
SCHHLLOOCCCKKK!
Sister Lenora slowly, painfully slid her wide glistening ass backwards so that her stiff fucklog was gradually removed from Clara’s broken ass. The girl’s entire body shook as the nuclear warhead was dislodged from her insides, her toes violently and involuntarily curling. Her teeth bared, head threatening to loll as she tried to catch her breath. “Ggghngh….my…my ass…I can’t…I shouldn’t hnngGH…!” Clara huffed out in pain as she was able to return to complete lung capacity without a cock pressing against it.
Plip plp Plip plp!
Loose, excess girlcum trailed down Sister Lenora’s massive length, dripping right down onto Ruthie’s face, one even landing in her mouth. “Oh! An appetizer!” The nun squealed as she completely unsheathed her cock from Clara’s ass, the head off her cock popping away from the girl’s battered sphincter. The base of her cock was coated, soaked in thick, pearlescent sludge…creamy-white with a touch of slick pink from deep insides, warm enough to steam, stringing down from her tip in thick ropes that looped and coiled like saliva off a tongue. “P-please don’t…please don’t make me do this…!” Clara begged, tears falling down the sides of her face and hitting the sheets below. The nun could see it right away- the girl attempting to clench, and hold the steamy fat load inside rather than drop it into her girlfriend’s mouth. “Clara. If you don’t feed your girlfriend my baby batter while it’s still hot…” Sister Lenora hissed out as she tightened her grip on Clara’s hair to bring her lips closer to her ear. “I will plow your false lover’s useless cunt till she leaves here carrying my kids. The choice is your’s…” The nun said with a devious grin leaning back to watch the girl’s tight pink hole quiver. Finally that twitching ring winked once- twice- and then…
SPLOORCH.
A thick, chunky rope of Sister Lenora’s load spilled out in one obscene, glopping surge. Not clean or neat- this wasn’t cum dripping. This was evacuation. The nun had packed Clara’s colon like a goddamn piping bag, and now the girl was squeezing it out like frosting, slow and deliberate. “Open wide, heretic,” Sister Lenora ordered even though Ruthie didn’t have a choice, as Clara braced her feet on either side of her head. “You’re about to get your fucking tonsils blanched.”Ruthie whimpered in horror, eyes rolled up as the first hot, dense globs hit her tongue. The taste slammed her like a freight train- sweetly fermented from the time it had stewed inside Clara’s wrecked gut. She gagged once, but could barely move.
“Yes godddd…” Sister Lenora moaned from the bed, one hand lazily stroking her cock, watching like it was the finale of the best movie ever made. “She’s fucking drinking it.” The nun grinned cruel and dripping, sweat glistening on her tits. She pressed a palm to one of Clara’s ass cheeks, spreading it and dragging it closer over Ruthie’s mouth…and she pushed again. Her hole flexed and dilated, and-
SPLOP!
Another massive clump hit her tongue like pudding, overflowing her mouth. She choked, tried to swallow, but there was too much- the nut sludge slid over her lips, down her chin, hanging in strings of white that trailed down her neck. “Swallow it, you useless cunt,” Sister Lenora snarled, as Clara was panting now as her distended belly slowly deflated. “You watch me break your cute girl- I’ll replace your dreams with those of my feet, my tits, my ass…most of all this massive cock…and this is what you get. You get what’s leftover.”
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Writing Preferences:
• Third person, literate
• 18+ characters only
• Looking for dominant futa writers
• Open to long-term RP but fine with one night stands
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Kinks: Humiliation, Degradation, Anal, Footplay, Body Worship, Cum Diet, Cum Farting, Snow Balling, Ass Eating, Sweat, Pregnancy Threat, Noncon/Dubcon, Blackmail, Conversion Therapy, Cuckolding, Filthy Dialogue, Obscene Onomatopoeia, Very Rough Sex
Hard Limits: Extreme Gore, Scat, Musk, Vore, Watersports, Prolapsing, or Mid-Pregnancy Content
Everything else can be discussed privately depending on chemistry and plot direction.
If you message me:
✦ tell me any ideas you might have, or scenarios that interest you
✦ how dark you’d willing to go, how much debauchery you can handle
✦ and include a black emoji so I know you read everything 🖤♟️🗝️