Coxworth Academy 11

By KC Crozetti

Eleanor Coxworth returns in Coxworth Academy 11. The usually lively and joyful college matriarch is sad to report that a stranger has trespassed on Hesperides Island, assaulted a faculty member, and resisted arrest. The young man refused to cooperate with the campus police. He soon started talking, however, when Assistant Principal Tuckerman, the 'White Dominatrix', arrived at the Security Office to apply her unique methods of persuasion. Upon learning the identity of the interloper, Mrs. Coxworth arranges some special island justice for him.

Meanwhile, Bert is desperate to relieve his built-up sexual tension. Unfortunately, he cannot find a private place where he can handle his problem personally. He is also too shy to ask one of the coeds to assist him in her private dorm room. He then receives a surprising suggestion from lusty Lady Oakley, the housemother of Insula Alpha. Will Bert's pent-up pressure problem help him to overcome his personal prejudice against older women? Will he find the courage to accept Lady Oakley's advice?

• Language: English
• Publisher: KC Crozetti
• Release date: Sep 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310774942

KC Crozetti

KC Crozetti is the pen name of an author who writes fictional erotic stories as an enjoyable diversion from the more mundane occupation of authoring a non-fiction blog and related eBooks. The merry "Coxworth Academy" series features Eleanor Coxworth, a wildly wealthy and wacky widow who bursts onto the scholastic scene by introducing a modern version of ancient Rome where underprivileged honor students are offered the opportunity to further their education at no cost to their struggling families. Her Coxworth Academy includes exact copies of the Pantheon, the Colosseum, and Circus Maximus. College students receive a classical educational in the arts, culture, etiquette, science, and especially athletics, but schoolboys are required to compete without clothing in the tradition of ancient Greco-Roman Olympians. The "Double Standard School", officially known as the Dahlia Sampson School of Higher Learning, is where young men attend a college that was formerly for women only. The female faculty relentlessly take advantage of their new schoolboys in order to teach young professional women that they need not fear, nor be intimidated by, their male competitors in the workforce. "A CFNM Carol and 'Twas the Night Before CFNM" are updated, erotic adaptations of two Christmas classics.

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COXWORTH ACADEMY 11

by KC Crozetti

Published on Smashwords

Copyright © 2015 by KC Crozetti

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Chapter 1

On another sunny Saturday morning on Hesperides Island, two glum college girls plodded down the main thoroughfare of Coxworth Academy. Both were youthful and attractive. One was Trina, a comely 18 year old with long, wavy brown hair and dark brown eyes. Her good-humored personality and curvaceous figure ensured her popularity with the Coxworth boys. Accompanying Trina was Bess, an equally attractive, golden-haired goddess with blue eyes and a cheerleader’s figure. Bess had a playful, lusty nature that kept the boys willing but wary. Both students were identically dressed in school uniforms; both hated having to wear the girlish pleated skirts on the weekend.

A few minutes before 9 o’clock, this popular but unhappy pair paused beside the Academy’s copy of the Trevi Fountain in Rome. They lingered beside the pool, watching the sparkling waters cascade around the statuary. Beneath the surface glittered silver coins tossed in by wishful students. Trina produced two dimes, and each of them silently made a wish before tossing their coin into the fountain.

Well, here we are again, said Trina unenthusiastically as she looked up at the towering Admissions and Administration Building. The palatial place was modeled after the Palazzo Poli, the Trevi Fountain’s Roman backdrop.

Yeah; back to work, commented fun-loving Bess with an equal lack of enthusiasm.

"It’s not that I MIND working, Trina stated. It’s the LEAST we can do for Mrs. Coxworth, considering we’re getting a free education."

Plus room and board, added Bess; and it’s only for five hours on Saturdays. I wouldn’t mind, either, if only they didn’t make us feel like minions.

Child laborers.

Worse: slaves.

The secretaries are nice, Trina grudgingly admitted, and Trinity, of course, when she’s here. I like Carrie and Charisse, too; but Heather’s a bitch, and Miss Finky and Miss Tuckerman treat us like . . .

Shit, Bess finished her thought.

Today is going to be the worst day yet, Trina predicted.

Bess sighed, Yes.

On the previous Saturday, the Office Manager, Carrie Pargeter, had warned the two students that today they would be clearing out an old storage room. Construction workers had once used it as a staging area when decorating the interior of the building. Afterwards, assorted office furniture and equipment were stored there, along with cartons of unfiled paperwork and miscellaneous supplies. Boxes were stacked floor to ceiling in the corners. It was a dark, dirty and dusty place; cobwebs were everywhere, and Bess and Trina had to clean it up.

No use putting it off any longer, said Trina regretfully.

Surrendering to the inevitable, the fun-loving friends approached the towering doorway. When they stepped through into the spacious main office, however, the place seemed deserted. All of the desks were unoccupied, and no one was working! After a short search, they discovered the entire administrative staff gathered in the main conference room. The students were even more surprised to