Lady Lucia

The Teaching Assistant, Parts 1-20

PROLOGUE

It all started

The Road Trip, Part Twenty-Six

Everything was spinning out of control.

The only reason I had been able to handle the demeaning make-over and the mortifying ‘accidents’ in the car was because it had all happened in isolation. True, my sister was witness to my ultimate shame and humiliation, but that had been it. One person. Now our two ...

The Tutor, Part Twenty-Two

What were we doing?!

My mind was racing, yet was still completely unable to keep up. Similar to the way I had momentarily kissed Annabelle back out of reflex, I found myself naturally leaning in due to the way she had set things up. We were sitting so closely together, her voice was quiet and subtly intimate,...

The Road Trip, Parts 1-25

PART ONE

“Come on, Annie

The Teaching Assistant, Part Nineteen

The threat shouldn’t have affected Amelia as much as it did.

It’s not like she actually went to school here. This was just . . . well, she didn’t actually know what it was, because neither of the girls before her were explaining. Regardless, she was an adult. A young woman who shouldn’t be intimidated...

The Road Trip, Part Twenty-Four

There was so much I wanted to say in response, but I never got the chance.

Before I could recover from the shock of Kate’s audacity, our parents were announcing our arrival as we pulled into the driveway. After nearly a decade, I couldn’t exactly tell the house apart from all the other cookie cutter subur...

The Tutor, Part Twenty-One

Never a fun phrase to hear.

It also threw me off my game. While I might not have figured out a good way to start one of the several conversations I wanted to have with the girl, I at least had a short list of what they were. That I was here to tutor, not do chores. Or, if I did chores, I expected to be compen...

The Road Trip, Part Twenty-Three

No?! I needed to change! Desperately.

Aside from the disgusting feeling as I attempted to sit very, very still to not make even more of a mess, there was the sheer knowledge of how unhygienic something like this was. And, how the smell would eventually escape the thick pull-ups and be more noticeable in the c...

The Teaching Assistant, Part Eighteen

Ashley was nervous.

Not because she was worried about getting in trouble. This whole thing was a prank at the end of the day, elaborate as it was. But if she was caught, the rest of her senior year would be more of an inconvenience. The wrist slap of a punishment would probably involve taking away he...

The Road Trip, Part Twenty-Two

I was actually going to do it.

After insisting that I was mature, it was starting to feel like the only option. Kate had gone on to say that a mature girl would want out of her dirty diapers as quickly as possible. The fact that I hadn’t asked for a change right after wetting my pull-ups–NOT diapers–see...

Step-Sisters: Claudia and Sara

Well, it looks like the step-sibling angle is something people have been hoping to see. Aside from Jofeyes’s prompt, I got a PM suggesting something similar with a brother/step-brother bullying a younger sibling. While some of my stories end up having guys leading the action here and there, I tend to favor female antagonist...

Poll Results, and CYOA

Thanks for your votes, everyone!

Once again, "The Prefect" came out again. Surprise, surprise. I'll be posting a new part at least once a week over on the forum, and we may or may not be nearing the end. I haven't landed on a conclusion yet, so how I'm inspired as things progress!

Second place was "The Dancer," an...

The Tutor, Part Twenty

Trixie didn’t seem surprised in the slightest when I returned to the servant’s quarters.

I wasn’t sure if that was the technically correct term for the modern mansion’s back hallway, but it rolled off my mental tongue better than ‘back hallway.’ Since I had walked past the laundry room back there ...

The Road Trip, Part Twenty-One

I thought I had heard it all.

I thought I had done it all. My sister had pulled a lot of nonsense over the years, though this road trip was definitely the furthest she had ever strung me along. Somehow, I had resigned myself to quietly wetting myself instead of taking out the pacifier and yelling up ...

Story Focus Polls!

Two more days to vote on which stories (Patreon and Website) get the most attention for the next 30 days. Make sure to vote on both polls, if you want to weigh in on all the ongoing stories I have out there at the moment. 

Also, I'll be posting about the upcoming CYOA story early next week. Any second tier and abov...

The Teaching Assistant, Part Seventeen

For the most part, Ashley was the calculating type.

Being popular wasn’t just about being the richest girl, or the prettiest girl, or even the most confident girl at school. While Ashley was rich and pretty and popular, she was also self aware and realistic. It would be foolishly vain to believe th...

The Road Trip, Part Twenty

Stuck with a pacifier in my mouth and a determination to not blow my cover after I had done so much to keep this between me and my sister, I could only whimper in displeasure as Kate told our parents that we didn’t need to pull over after all.

The conversation more or less ended there, and I could only glar...

The Tutor, Part Nineteen

“Mmm!”

My whine of surprise and mild protest hummed through Annabelle’s lips as they locked with my own. Mine had already been slightly parted to say something in response to the girl’s insistence about my nickname, so it was more than easy for her to take my bottom lip between hers.

This was th...

The Road Trip, Part Nineteen

This time, I didn’t push back in the slightest.

The moment Kate offered me the deal, I took her pinky and silently agreed to it. While I hated chugging, and knew full well what another two bottles would do to my already slightly full bladder, it wasn’t worth the fight. If I could just get through the tota...

Sep/Oct Story Focus (Poll TWO of Two)

And the website stories:

Sep/Oct Story Focus (Poll ONE of Two)

Patrons at the second tier and above--as always, thank you so much for your pledges! As we approach mid-September, it's time to see which stories will get more of my attention this time around. 

First up, the Patreon Stories:

Story Delay!

Hey, patrons--

I just wanted to give you a heads up that Saturday's post (09/03) is going to be delayed. I'm currently on vacation, and I'm making the call that rushing through a story part in order to hit a deadline isn't fair to all of you. I already screwed up a detail on my latest installment of "The Seni...

The Teaching Assistant, Part Sixteen

Millie.

Somehow, Ashley had pressured Amelia to temporarily accept the nickname. It had been done so casually, so effortlessly; which made pushing back nearly impossible. After dealing with Ms. Song’s constant scrutiny earlier, Amelia was a little disarmed by the time she met Ashley for the tour. With so ma...

The Road Trip, Part Eighteen

Sorry about the delay, everyone! I thought this one was pre-scheduled for yesterday, but I must have written it without posting it over here afterwards.

--Lady Lucia

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Under normal circumstances, I would have argued.

Except that isn’t possible when you don’t have a voice. ...

The Tutor, Part Eighteen

”Good evening, Ms. Moore.”

Just as I was about to circle around to the front of the house, Trixie greeted me at the side door. There was no doorbell, so I had resigned myself to knocking and hoping that she was within earshot. Apparently not, as the only reason she had come to check on the secluded servan...

The Road Trip, Part Seventeen

I didn’t have to stay in suspense for very long.

Without much bravado, Kate retrieved what she had been searching for in her purse. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t this. With an idle smirk still on her face, my sister held up a pacifier.

It was pink, just like the pull...

The Teaching Assistant, Part Fifteen

Amelia wasn’t prepared in the slightest to handle the logic Ashley was using.

Normally, when you tell someone you prefer a certain name, that’s the end of it. They might slip up once or twice afterwards, but eventually it’s familiar enough that they’ll always get it right. This was quite the exception...

The Road Trip, Part Sixteen

It took at least ten minutes to finish the second full bottle, probably. Kate still had my phone, and I hadn’t thought to glance at the clock at the front of the car before starting the exhausting task. The first chugging attempt had been one thing; there was time pressure, and it was just the one bottle involved...

L. Lucia Patreon Update (08/15)

Hey, everyone--

Just two quick things to share with you today:

1. The poll results are in! From now until around September 15th, I'll focus more on "The Road Trip" on here. And, in terms of website stories, I'll be doing somewhat of a split. "The Prefect" received the most votes again, which means it will continue...

The Tutor, Part Seventeen

The next day, I was back at the Alodias’ mansion.

Had I made a huge mistake?

Instead of dealing with Bridget’s smugness the other night, I hung up on her immediately and called Annabelle instead. I wasn’t able to wait however many hours it was going to take for her to call me. Getting right to it,...