<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=189733.msg9178221#msg9178221">Quote from: Miroque on 11-11-2013, 08:16:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Minutes passed, before <strong>Alina</strong> was getting out from the gas induced sleep. Last thing she remembered was boarding an private jet on her way to the boarding school. blinking her eyes she tried to get her bearings. When she noticed the outlines of the room, and bit by bit zooming to the knick-knacks in it, she tried to speak and out came an raspy voice <strong>"Where am I?"</strong><br/><br/>She had not even noticed her bindings or her nude state yet.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Just relax until the gas wears off.  Those clowns in recruiting get carried away sometimes." said Hardin Tasker.  He looked her nude body over carefully.  She wasn't bad looking girl, he thought, although her hair needed to be fixed up.  Well she could take care of that later.<br/><br/>"To answer your question, you are now in school."<br/><br/>He grinned at her puzzled look and continued, "This is what you might call a finishing school.  You see there are those of us who believe that girls really need to be polished up a bit.  Once we have done that, then you will be entitled to have the title of slave.  Now let's get you out of those bonds and into some decent clothing."<br/><br/>She looked relieved at the idea although she wouldn't be when she saw the school uniform which consisted of stockings a garter belt (what the British called suspenders) and high heels.  Jason always though that was enough dress for a woman.<br/><br/>"Alright," he said after taking off the bonds that confined her.  "Put this on."   He handed her the school uniform.