Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office
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				Title: <strong>Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 13:26:20</strong>
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				He leads her from the building her dormitory was in. Crossing a small park area. Heading to his office and apartment area, the the second wouldn't be known unless show.&nbsp; All of it in a small outbuilding that had been renovated. Not far from Mattie and Beth's dormroom in fact. He is sure to keep a hand on Matties arm as he guides her. Unlocking the door and leading her in. locking the door and leading her through a small entryway hall with two closed doors and then the open doorway to his office.<br><br>(http://i923.photobucket.com/albums/ad78/Allvore/DesignDecor_HomeOffice.jpg)<br><br>The office fairly nicely decorated, darkwoods in many places making it appear almost cozy. The large desk dominating the smaller space. Another heavy door leading from the office as well.&nbsp; The desktop having odd little metal tips standing up about an inch and a half at all four corners.&nbsp; Several other unusual little things scattered throughout, though it might take a good look about to see many of them.&nbsp; He guided her to an odd chair placed before his desk.&nbsp; Designed to make one sit with their knees bent under them and lacking a back. Meant to be ergonomic it still was a little tricky to settle onto the first time.<br><br>(http://i923.photobucket.com/albums/ad78/Allvore/ErgoChair.jpg)<br><br>"Miss Clarke please sit down.&nbsp; Let us talk a little before anything else."<br><br>He then moved around to settle back into his own chair. taking a moment to relax in it before he sat up and forward looking to her. His eyes simply seeking hers again as he sat in silence a little longer than might have been comfortable for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 13:58:07</strong>
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				His grip on her arm was slowly wearing on her nerves. Mattie had already told him she would follow and not try and run, to do so now would be foolish. She quietly followed and entered Mr. Blackstone's office, her eyes quickly taking in all around her to see what sort of person he was. Had she been giving it more attention she would see that it said a lot, but as far as Mattie was concerned it just looked nice with all the dark wood with one chair horribly out of place, if it could even be considered a chair.<br><br>Madison stood in front of his desk, eyeing the chair with trepidation. Something told her that she wasn't meant to simply sit in it. "If it's alright I would prefer to stand Mr. Blackstone. What did you wish to speak to me about?" she asked quietly, her arms folding across her stomach and gripping the opposite elbow protectively.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 14:04:42</strong>
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				The room was still being put in order. Some boxes still unpacked as he had been unable to finish before coming to meet the students. Merely the most needed, a few files and a computer that looked to me sit up but not truly placed and settled as he would wish it yet. She could tell he seemed to follow her eyes as she looked about.<br><br>"Yes I know not yet put in order. Time has prevented that so far I fear.&nbsp; No, I insist sit down so we can speak Miss Clarke."<br><br>He reached for a folder from behind him and brought it to the desk before him. Opening it and sorting through a few things. His own note mixed in with all the other information he had on her inside.&nbsp; He looked back up waiting for her to do as told.<br><br>"Sit... back straight and hands on your thighs. The chair is a great deal more comfortable than it looks I promise."
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				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 15:58:31</strong>
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				Madison's eyes roamed along one of the far walls for a brief moment. "I'd much rather-" she sighed as he had cut her off with his now order as it sounded to sit. With a roll of her eyes she carefully sat in the chair as instructed and looked at her teacher with a file in front of him. Her back felt awkward and she teetered slightly as she tried to maintain her balance.<br>Before she could stop herself she callously asked, "Is this better?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 04:41:34</strong>
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				He raised a brow as she still seemed to be pressing more and more. His hand pushing a few things around in the files till he could read the item he looked for.<br><br>"Not especially as you still do everything I tell you do in a very begrudging manner. It says your family sent you here because they thought you needed special handling.&nbsp; Seems they say you are a bad influence on your younger sisters.&nbsp; So tell me Miss Clarke, do you disagree with this?&nbsp; &nbsp;Or are you a bad influence on your sister?&nbsp; &nbsp;Are you rebellious for no reason other then to be?&nbsp; &nbsp;I am rather curious your opinion on yourself, so tell me how you see yourself."<br><br>He leaned forward and rested both elbows on his desk. His finger interlacing as he press his chin to them watching her. His eyes as always seeming to meet hers as she answered.
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				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 11:57:33</strong>
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				Madison bit her bottom lip to suppress the urge to laugh as she watched her teacher with his eyebrow raised at her statement. Mr. Blackstone was so.. strange but in an alluring way. It confused the young girl immensely.<br><br>Then he read from her file and her face paled visibly, she hadn't been able to convince them that the world was different than the picture her parents painted. "Mark sent me here, my mother does as he says. 'A woman's place is in the kitchen... it's the man who makes the decisions and his wife should always support him and his decisions' as he would say. I could go on but I'm afraid it doesn't answer your question," she paused and kept her gaze locked on Mr. Blackstone's as he seemed to just stare at her. It felt like much more than a person showing that he or she were listening to what was being said. She shuddered and looked away.<br><br>He was being formal with her again calling her 'Miss Clarke', it made her feel old. "I don't agree with it in the slightest and I DON'T feel like I should have to explain why I am the way I am to you simply because of something Mark wrote when he tried to get rid of me. What does that have to do with this school anyways? What kind of school needs to know that information."<br><br>She leaned back slightly and nearly fell over, just barely catching herself before resuming her previous position. "And also I am not comfortable explaining myself and who I am to someone I barely know. Call it my defenses, if you will."<br><br>It was true afterall, her rebellious nature was all a defense tactic. Make things as difficult as possible and maybe you'll get left alone. For the most part, it worked but there were the occasions where it had gotten Mattie into far more trouble than she would like
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 23:41:37</strong>
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				He smiled and shook his head as she seemed to sour so at his question. He dug into the file again looking for a printed page and slide it face down toward her. Leaving his fingers on it to show so leave it for now.<br><br>"You don't have to explain anything to me, unless I demand it.&nbsp; I just thought you might wish to tell me your side of things so I am not drawing all my knowledge from this file.&nbsp; Your defense mechanism will not really help you with me. If you refuse to open up to me it will only make things worse.&nbsp; As for the type of school you are now in, it is a very special one in truth."<br><br>He then let the page slide a little closer and left it there.&nbsp; Close enough she could reach it but making her have to lean for it.<br><br>"Those are some of the posted rules, you need to read and remember them.&nbsp; I will of course be able to add special rules to you if I think you are in need of them.&nbsp; So read those right now Miss Clarke."<br><br>He then leaned back again into his chair giving her time to absorb the rules. Watching her closely as she reads them as if learning more of her from her reactions than her words so far.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 01:47:26</strong>
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				Madison eyed the paper that he had slid across his desk but didn't go for it at first. Instead her eyes flitted back to meet his, her arms folding across her chest as she continued to try and maintain her balance.<br><br>"If you think that my trying to show my sister's what the world was truely like and if they were to end up like my mother.. Crissa, the only men they would come across were brutes who would take advantage of and hurt them. I learned that first hand. But if you think that what I was attempting was wrong then I suppose I am a bad influence but I don't believe I am." She couldn't believe that she had said that, but perhaps it was worth it.<br>With that out of the way Madison looked back at the paper just barely out of reach. She didn't want to fall but not following instructions would probably end up worse than the embarrassment of slipping. Sighing, she leaned forward, gripping the underside of the seat as she took the sheet of paper and read through the rules. As they went on she would mentally check off the ones she had pretty much broken or nearly broken. Of the seven it would appear that almost four had been broken. She went back to ready them again and this time her eyes widened noticably and her the color in her face drained. Punishments must be nonsexual? "What the hell?" she hadn't even realized that she had spoken aloud. Special doesn't even begin to describe the horrors the school seemed to hold. Mattie began to sweat as she lifted her eyes to look at Mr. Blackstone, "I don't want to be here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 03:37:36</strong>
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				"But you are here Mattie.&nbsp; &nbsp;you are a student here and you will remain one. You have been placed in Lady Shaw's care and she has left you to mine.&nbsp; So I will do my best to see to all that needs be done.&nbsp; Though learning more and more of you is a large part of my job.&nbsp; At least how I see it.&nbsp; Some of the teachers might not feel so, they have their own ways and means.&nbsp; Speaking of that, the rules.. meaning non sexual from other teachers.&nbsp; Your own,&nbsp; meaning me, that is a great deal more open."<br><br>He stands and moves around. Leaning on his desk and looking down to her. His arms crossing as he speaks. His words calm, sure as he lets her know the situation.<br><br>"You are in my care, I wish learn more of you than the folder.&nbsp; Some teachers here might simply mark you a slut from the information in the folder.&nbsp; I would prefer solve who and what you are myself.&nbsp; &nbsp;I will tell you to mind those rules tightly.&nbsp; If I am informed you have brought punishment on yourself from another teacher I will be very upset.&nbsp; If you are to get into trouble, tell them I am to be summoned.&nbsp; I will want to know immediately, and do not think you can hide it. Such situations are always reported and shared among the staff.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now then.. We have the matter of your punishment."<br><br>He continued to watch her. Seeing if she grew more defiant in her words and actions or not.<br><br>"Are you ready Mattie?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 04:13:06</strong>
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				Mattie's world began to spin and her eyes unfocused as he told her his own expectations. She felt like she were a five year old who got caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Or like the kid in school who would always get into trouble and the principal goes on one of their rants.<br><br>She shrank into herself and although she hadn't appeared to be paying attention, Mr. Blackstone's words were getting through clearly. The Madison Clarke who would speak out and fight was screaming in her head to do so now, but the meek Mattie who would bend to her parent's will and be the good girl they wanted refused. She already feared what would happen to her when he decided to punish her. Tears silently streamed down her cheeks for a few moments there were so many questions but with three words she answered them all, "Yes-" she paused, trying to regain some of her composure. "Yes Mr. Blackstone."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 05:02:58</strong>
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				He nodded to her and then pushed from the desk and steeped around to lift a bag. Digging through it he pulled out four sets of cuffs. Heavy leather with two large metal rings set into them. He paced then on the table in front of her then looked back into the back pulling out a collar.&nbsp; Designed like the cuffs, crafted of thick leather though lined inside to make it a little more comfortable.<br><br>"Put the cuffs on wrists and ankles Miss Clarke.&nbsp; Then you need to decide something.&nbsp; The reason you are here is in your file.&nbsp; Though I think there is more to you than I can read in that. I plan to find out, though I want you coming along. not fighting me tooth and nail everstep.&nbsp; &nbsp;So I will leave you one more choice."<br><br>He slides the collar the to table near her as well. Leaving it to her to take up.<br><br>"The cuffs you have no choice, they get placed before punishment.&nbsp; The collar is up to you, place it and you are My Student.&nbsp; Mine to see to as I best think needs be.&nbsp; Refuse it and I will tell Lady Shaw you need another teacher.&nbsp; I will let you decide on that."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 05:44:15</strong>
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				Mattie didn't watch as he rifled through the bag, she&nbsp; was occupied with pulling herself together. Steel herself behind the walls she had built so many years ago to get those who tried to 'tame' her to leave her be, but she was weak. Always had been. And now was no different as he spoke she had stood and began to place the cuffs around her limbs, starting first with her left wrist then her right, struggling only a moment to get it in place. Once they were settled she went on to her ankles and again went to her left before her right, bending over to make sure they were on. Madison had been careful enough to turn and face her teacher as she bent, her rear protected and the small bruises she had received before arriving hidden for now.<br><br>She slowly stood and looked at the collar, the idea of it being around her neck once more sending chills down her spine. As much as she feared Mr. Blackstone she didn't want another teacher, most had looked more than a little unfriendly, if not frightening in some manner. Then there was the thought of what the collar meant. Would it mean more than accepting him as her teacher? It didn't matter either way she had to put it on, especially if she did not wish to be placed in another's care.<br><br>Her eyes flitted between the collar and her teacher, a trembling hand slowly reaching out for it, gripping it's rough surface softly. Mattie knew the feel of leather well and had come to almost fear the material but she put the collar to her neck, brushing her hair away so it didn't catch.<br><br>Everything on she stood and waited, the metal rings looking obscene against her light skin. Her breath was shallow as she tried desperately to stop the tears that began to flow freely again. Her eyes fell to the floor the fear of what was to come keeping her from facing whatever it may be straight on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 05:50:47</strong>
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				He watched her place the items as instructed. Waiting till she moved to place the collar. Walking to her then and with a small lock he reached to secure the collar there.<br><br>"This stays unless I let you go without it understand Mattie?"<br><br>Using her first name again as he spoke low. His hands locking the collar on then placing the key into his pocket. His other hand rubbing the collar and trailing a finger over a smooth spot that looked like a nameplate might go.<br><br>"Now them undress for me Mattie so we can get the punishment out of the way.&nbsp; I need to take a better look at you anyway."<br><br>He stepped back and pulled a set of small rings from the bag. Leaning he secured them to the small metal rises on the corners of his desk. Leaving a fastener to secure the cuffs to in a moment. His eyes glancing to see if she was doing as told. Guessing she would not be in a rush to do so. Leaving her time to accept her fate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 12:31:15</strong>
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				Mattie shuddered and her shoulders sagged as she felt like her legs were swept out from under her. She didn't even look long enough to notice to the place on the collar meant for a lock. Regret washed over her as she thought about how he may require her to wear it outside of his office.<br><br>What would the others say? How would she explain the events that led to her willingly allowing herself to be collared? With her own assistance at that! She looked up into his eyes as his finger ran across the leather, her own asking questions she couldn't voice. <br><br>'Now then undress for me Mattie so we can get the punishment out of the way.&nbsp; I need to take a better look at you anyway.' Mr Blackstone had told her.<br><br>With her back turned to her she stood for a moment or two trying to think of another way out. Seeing none she reached to her back, first untying the small string around her waist which gave the black and white floral dress some body. Mattie sighed and then reached up higher along her back and stood on the tips of her toes as if that would help reach higher on her back. Her fingers were trembling as she pulled the zipper down until her back was exposed.<br><br>Lucky for her Mr. Blackstone appeared to be focused on attaching something to his desk and from the looks of it she may soon be spread across it. How many others had he done something similar to? Inhaling deeply she pulled her arms from the small straps and allowed the dress to pool around her feet freely with little to no assistance from her. She now stood before her teach in a lacy black bra and black boy shorts that hardly covered her ass cheeks. She reached to undo the clasp and panicked. "Please. Isn't this enough?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 15:58:29</strong>
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				He lays out a small crop, a cat of nine tails as well as a paddle.&nbsp; Then a small black back seemingly made of silk and a metal case.&nbsp; Looking to her he smiles lightly and moves around the table. Walking to her and reaching for the dress.&nbsp; Moving to lay it on a table nearby carfully.&nbsp; Turning to her he cups her chin and lifts her face. making her meet his gaze.<br><br>"Mattie, you are my student, you now wear my collar.&nbsp; I will be seeing you nude now or later.&nbsp; The shorts have to go, they are in the way. The bra will do you no good to leave it on."<br><br>He leaned and kissed her forhead.<br><br>"Yes, I am going to punish you, you have earned it as you see by the rules.&nbsp; There will be times you may hate me, times I will cause pain.&nbsp; Though others will be pleasure and you may sometimes love me.&nbsp; Much of that is up to you and how you act.&nbsp; Though I will give you chance to show me who you are, what you are.&nbsp; We will see how true those things in the folder are as we go along.&nbsp; Though you will need start accepting my words as the rules.&nbsp; Now undress fully for me and lean on the desk Mattie."<br><br>He stroked her hair almost softly as he left her to do as he said.&nbsp; Though he looked down to see what she wore on her feet.<br><br>"Put all your clothing on the table, though you can leave your shoes on."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 19:21:10</strong>
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				She watched for a moment carefully stepping out of the dress that lay at her feet. Her eyes wide as she sees the items. She wondered what was in the case but decided not to ask. At the rate things were going she would find out soon enough. Seeing him look to her her head dropped only to be lifted by him until her gaze met his.<br><br>Mr. Blackstone was so tender all of the sudden and it had thrown her off as to what was going on.<br><br>His collar. Those were the only words that had fully sunk in for at the time and she whimpered softly. Mattie flinched as he kissed her forehead, tensing for the softness of it. No one had ever done that to her before.<br><br>His collar. Pain. Pleasure. Love. Hate. Was it possible to feel all of those things with one person? The truth was she had no idea, but in time she just may find out. She stripped off the last two articles of clothing, trembling and blushing as she exposed her most intimate parts to her teacher. With her nerves she had almost forgotten to place them on the table but quickly remembered and added them on top of her dress.<br><br>She prayed silently as she closed the small gap between herself and her fate. Soon she stood facing him, her rear pressing against his desk as she attempted to cover herself, both arms wrapping around her chest protectively and her legs crossed.<br><br>The shoes on her feet were a simple pair of heeled sandles&nbsp; that were held on by a strap around her ankle, which due to the cuffs was now cover, so even is she had wished to remove them she couldn't.<br><br>Mattie wanted to speak but could not find her voice, instead she looked to her toes and sighed. Hoping it would be over quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 07:13:23</strong>
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				He moved around the desk again his eyes moving over her as she tried to cover herself.&nbsp; He smiled lightly as he lifted his gaze to her eyes.<br><br>"Covering up only makes you seem afraid of me, and more cute dear.&nbsp; Are you afraid of me Mattie?"<br><br>He then pressed one hand to her arm to guide her to turn.<br><br>"Though you are a lovely young woman indeed.&nbsp; Now then turn around and lean on the desk full.&nbsp; Belly and breasts to the top and arms toward the far corners for me.&nbsp; Spread your legs out as well Mattie as wide as you can."<br><br>He moved and pressed one hand on her back to guide her to do as he said. Then moving around and griping her right hand and puling the securing link to her cuff to lock it in place. Moving from one to the other to leave her arms stretched toward the corners and locked there so she could barely lift up from the desktop.&nbsp; Then he moved around to look how far her legs where parted. Gathering two more of the securing ties that ended in snapping links. <br><br>"Can you spread them wider for me girl?"<br><br>The question asked as he leans and secured one snap to her left cuff, then pulled till the other end reached the metal ring on the leg of the desk. His hand then caressing that leg as it strained and went taunt. Rubbing and grasping along the back of her thigh as if feeling how tone she was. Then shifting to her other side and repeating that again with her right leg. Curious if she would easily spread or if he would have to pull a little to get the snap to reach.&nbsp; His hands then caressing that leg, almost as if massaging it before he stands.<br><br>"There now nice and locked down for me.&nbsp; Didn't wish risk you fighting your first punishment Mattie.&nbsp; Now then, I do have a few questions.&nbsp; &nbsp; Are you a slut dear?&nbsp; &nbsp;I know a rather base thing to ask though it is something I need to know from what I have read."<br><br>He gathered those items and moved them so he could reach more easily. Moving back around to stand behind her as he looked over her spread and helpless form.<br><br>"How many Lovers have you had?&nbsp; &nbsp;To clarify not just those that you might have pleasured orally, but how many have actually fucked you?&nbsp; I know you might balk at such things but I assure you I need to know and I will find out Mattie.&nbsp; Better to just be open with me now than make me press.&nbsp; Now then, to decide what best to deliver your lashes with.&nbsp; I am left some choices being your Teacher after all."<br><br>His left hand slides over her rear. Squeezing each check as he debates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 20:09:14</strong>
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				She shook her head no to his question of whether or not she was afraid of him, but in every sense of the word she was and as she trembled she bit her lip.<br><br>Mattie sighed as he directed how he had wanted her and began guiding her. She willingly let her arms&nbsp; slide across the desktop, her breasts safely concealed by the hardwood. Her legs on the other hand had barely parted as she fought to conceal her sex from her eyes. It seemed like an eternity between the locking of each cuff into place, her arms testing their bonds almost instantly. Her cooperation has led her to be completely immobile and it was her own fault.<br><br>Why was he taking this much precaution for a punishment, of course she had seen the materials he had pulled out to use if only for a brief moment and after asimple lash she would have tried to run. <br><br>&nbsp;'Can you spread them wider for me girl?' her teacher had asked.<br><br>"I can.. But I don't want to" came her reply, sounding strained as she fought to pull her leg from his grasp. She had incredible strength in her legs, often going to the community center to dance or swim, and on the occasion running in the gym until she nearly collapsed. His touch on her legs was relaxing and eased the slight tension that could be felt. It had been almost a weak since she had stretched or done any of her normal activities.<br><br>She knew he was looking at her, taking in every inch of her naked flesh, her face reddened. Mr. Blackstone's question had taken her by surprise and she had to grit her teeth to stop herself from swearing and yelling at him for even insinuating such a thing. She struggled to keep her voice even which was useless as her voice shook in anger, "Contrary to what Mark may have believed I am still a virgin and haven't fucked a damn soul. Boys have tried and almost succeeded but never took that from me. I've never had lovers, just users. To clarify, I have orally pleasured around five men or boys. Two of my own choice the other three I will let you figure out your damn self." She had mocked him to an extent and told him more than she had told anyone. Not even her closest friend in her hometown knew that. Mattie was too upset now to hear her teacher's statement about what he would use to punish her but she didn't appreciate him squeezing her ass cheeks in the slightest. "Get your fucking hands off me!" She was on the verge of breaking and wanted the torment to end so that she could go to bed and forget it all, if only for the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 04:11:00</strong>
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				His left hand reached to tangle in her hair. Pulling her head back as his right hand landed soundly on her rear. Making a loud slap echo in the room<br><br>"Watch your language young lady!&nbsp; That is part of the issue that has you here for punishment right now.&nbsp; Lashing out to me like that will only make things worse and worse.&nbsp; Now calm yourself down.&nbsp; I needed to know all this, and I will ask much more Mattie.&nbsp; Already there is information I need to change, plans I need to alter.&nbsp; i want you to know you need to tell me everything.&nbsp; Including who forced you to do such.&nbsp; You so hate Mark as you name him, I wonder."<br><br>His hand caressed that cheek he had so firmly slapped, rubbing lightly as he let her head slowly lower. his hand moving down her back to pin her to the desk.<br><br>"As for my hands, they will be on you often and in may ways Mattie.&nbsp; You might as well get use to it, you may even grow to very much enjoy my touch. Though I feel I will be punishing you often."<br><br>His hand then slides and cups her sex. Rubbing her folds lightly as he leans over her some.<br><br>"Hold very still for me Mattie.&nbsp; I&nbsp; need to test your words, so I know I can trust you.&nbsp; I need us to trust one another, and I do believe you.&nbsp; I simply have to prove your words so I have no need doubt you will lie to me.&nbsp; &nbsp;You do wish to be able to trust me don't you?&nbsp; &nbsp;To know everything we share back and forth is truth, to trust one another fully?&nbsp; Now, relax for me and take deep breath."<br><br>With that he curled one finger and worked it inward. Hisothers caressign her pussylips as he slowly and gently tried to press his finger in.&nbsp; Wanting to feel for the proof of her words.<br><br>"Or, being as athletic as you are dear, has something ruptured your hymn?"<br><br>He asked rather clinically as his finger worked inward more.<br><br>"Ohh and you need to decide on something for me, think on it while I do this.&nbsp; You have allot of lashes coming your way.&nbsp; I am willing to be generous though Mattie.&nbsp; Look on the desk beside you.&nbsp; &nbsp;There is a crop,&nbsp; and a cat of nine tails sit out.&nbsp; If you chose the cat you will take twenty lashes.&nbsp; &nbsp;If you take the crop I will make it ten, as that will leave you the most marked.&nbsp; However.. you can decide on my spanking you with my hand.&nbsp; Though you will have to suffer a forty count then.&nbsp; I will leave that to you to decide Mattie."<br><br>His left hand pressing between her shoulders to make sure she doesn't jump or press back suddenly.&nbsp; Leaning back to watch his finger slowly wriggling into her, noting hr body's reactions closely.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 20:25:16</strong>
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				She cried out as the slap resounded in the air before she felt the sting, "Owah!" Her head was screaming at her as his firm grip had yanked her head up, causing the collar to dig into her neck slightly. "Stop it, please," she whimpered trying not to cry. <br><br>"What information are you talking about? And plans? What plans?" Mattie was struggling to keep a steady breath pulling slightly at her binds that wouldn't budge. "Mark never forced me to do such a thing, but he sure didn't stop-" she paused, not wanting to go into detail.<br><br>She was grateful when she felt the teacher's hand caress the stinging imprint on her cheek and her head nearly melted into the desk.<br><br>"I can't move anyways, I don't see a point in you pinning my back." Suddenly she felt his hand move to her sex and stiffened, desperately trying to wiggle away from his hand.<br><br>"Please don't touch me, I'm telling the truth! I'm a virgin.. Please.. I want to trust you but&nbsp;this is too much.."<br><br>It was useless to argue his hand already working at her sex, so she did her best to relax, silent tears rolling down her cheeks. Her situation now was more embarrassing than anything she had been forced to do since arriving at Lady Shaw's College.<br><br>She groaned and took a deep breath, clearing her mind as she fought to imagine herself out running the track, her music playing in her ears as she escaped the torments of home. It was useless as his words were able to permeate through her thoughts and bring her back into Mr. Blackstone's office.<br><br>"My hymen should still be intact sir, I've been rather careful with my body and the only injuries I have gotten were sore muscles and twisted ankles." The proof was in the resistant barrier his finger brushed against, causing the tears she had reeled in to flood her eyes.<br><br><br>At the mention of her punishment and having a choice Mattie looked to wear he had indicated, both the crop and the cat o' nine made her shiver at the prospect of how much pain either would inflict. Her decision was already made that she would not ask for his hand to strike her bottom for a forty count. The crop seemed to be far more painful than the nine, but she didn't know. Either way she didn't think to try and take the lesser of it all out of fear that this was a mind game that her teacher was trying to play.<br><br>She growled as his finger continued to wiggle, her legs tensing&nbsp; and she looked back at Mr. Blackstone, "It's there, now please stop!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 00:32:35</strong>
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				His finger brushed that barrier and nodded as he smiled. His left hand caressing her back as she tensed so hard in her bounds.<br><br>"Yes, but I had to prove that you where.&nbsp; Now I know such is true Mattie, and I need you trust me completely.&nbsp; &nbsp;We will learn to trust one another all the more as time goes along."<br><br>He paused a moment and leaned to look to her face unless she made sure to turn away.<br><br>"Hmmmm he didn't stop what?&nbsp; &nbsp;Fine, we shall speak on that another time."<br><br>His fingers pull back slowly though not immediately, brushing that intact barrier again before retreating.&nbsp; Then his fingers part as he withdraws them, then slides them down and caresses the wet tips over her hooded clit. Left hand exploring over her rear and back as he look more closely at her.<br><br>"You have a dancers form, or maybe a runners with those legs.&nbsp; We will have to find you some extra curricular that you will enjoy Mattie.&nbsp; &nbsp;you need such to go along with all the other lessons to help you relax when given free time."<br><br>His right hand still slowly moving to caress over her clit softly. Working to try coax it to appear as he swatted the cheek opposite the one he had already landed a slap on. Not as hard as the first but enough to make her react.<br><br>"Come now Mattie, decide so we can take care of your punishment.&nbsp; I would like to leave you and Beth some time to settle and get to know one another tonight.&nbsp; &nbsp;What will it be, or do you really wish me to decide such?&nbsp; &nbsp;You will rarely have such a choice you should take advantage of it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 00:49:20</strong>
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				She didn't look away though her eyes did close out of fear she would break down further. Thankfully he decided not to press the matter of her father, for the moment.<br><br>His touch on her clit was electric and made her nearly jump, it was hard not to allow such a feeling get her muscles to relax. "I'm do both as well as swim for my upper body," she confessed, using it as a means to distract herself.<br><br>As much as she would like to loathe the sensations he was causing within her loins she couldn't. It felt too good. Groaning she fought to keep from showing just how much she had been enjoying the attentions he was giving with his fingers.<br><br>The sudden slap to her ass cheek brought her back to the reason she was bound face first on her teacher's desk. With a deep breath Mattie swallowed hard and lifted her head to lok at Mr. Blackstone. "I... I choose th-th-the cat sir, but can't you take it easy on me I hardly knew the rules except for what you had recited after I had broken them." It was her last ditch effort to literally save her backside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 12:06:48</strong>
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				"Well there is a pool here we will make sure you get some time in it.&nbsp; As for dancing perhaps you can help me work my skills some?&nbsp; &nbsp;The running we can see to as well once you know the limits on where you may go.&nbsp; If you behave yourself that is Mattie."<br><br>His fingers kept toying with that little nub. Working to try to leave it standing out in arousal for him.&nbsp; His fingers seeking to smear any wetness he can coax over her folds slowly.<br><br>"The cat it is, twenty lashes then Mattie.&nbsp; I will need you to count of course so we are both sure I give enough, and not too many.&nbsp; &nbsp;As for taking it easy, if I was too easy then you would not see this as a proper punishment would you?&nbsp; I can not have you thinking me too soft you would not bahave yourself as needed. Can not have you challenging me always and breaking every rule that you find now can I?"<br><br>He reaches for the cat with his left hand.&nbsp; Letting it drape on her back, caress her rear a moment as he keeps teasing her warmth. Letting her feel the soft tendrils, though she was sure they wouldn't seem that way when he swung it.&nbsp; Finally pulling his hand back and taking the cat to his right as he positions himself more properly to use it on her.&nbsp; His left hand again caresing and grasping each cheek. Pulling them open a little more.<br><br>"Deep breath for me then be ready to count out loud each one, and I don't hear I will have to assume didn't count Mattie."<br><br>With that he swats the cat on her rear. Landing it with a downstroke on her left cheek.. then lifting and lashing it down on the right. Taking his time to let those two sink in, listening for her to count. The cat then swinging more from side to side as it slaps firmly on each side again. Lower, almost on her thighs as the tendrils snap back and forth.&nbsp; Going on for now regardless of her counting. Letting the cat snap on her rear higher this time. Each side seen to properly as he makes the count six. <br><br>&nbsp;He smiles to himself and then flips his wrist and makes the cat swing upwards, dragging the tendrils over her mound.&nbsp; Snapping it upwards and then around and up again. Letting the cat slap on her exposed pussy a count of four times. Each one aimed to be sure the tips land then teasingly slide over her sensitive flesh fully.&nbsp; Looking upwards over her to see her reactions batter as he leaves her a moment to catch up the count if she can. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 23:54:21</strong>
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				Mattie wanted to relax and have a normal conversation but with her position it was difficult. She was quickly becoming moist, her juices lubricating his fingers only to have it wiped on her slowly swelling lips.<br><br>If her head could sink any lower it would have at that moment, keeping count during lashings never went well. She would lose count or miss a number, a scream keeping her from keeping up with each down stroke.<br>She tensed as she felt the tendrils lay on her back. Mattie whimpered softly knowing that even the softest of touches can turn into a painful string of swats.<br><br>She didn't have to be told twice to take a deep breath as she did, as she braced herself for the impending strike on her flesh. Had it been possible she would have leapt into the air with each of the strokes, but instead she forces out the first two count through gritted teach as she exhales then inhales as she counts the following four to make it six thus far. Each one stung more than the last, each of the nine straps kissing her sensitive flesh sharply. <br><br>Mattie was determined not to scream but then there was a swish of the cat and four undeniably painful blow to her sensitive and moist mount. "Owah! No no no please! Seven, eight, nine, ten!" the last four had been rushed, broken up with heaving sobs as she tried to keep from screaming more. "Please, no more Mr. Blackstone! Please?" It was a miracle in itself that she could count those, only the fear of having to endure more lashes at the hand of the cat as her motivation. "That was ten, right?" Her eyes were swollen and red, moist with tears as she looked back to her teacher.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 16:12:33</strong>
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				His left hand moved down and caressed hr cheek. Taking his time to slide his softer touch along her stinging skin. Turning his fingers down and rubbing over her soft folds as well. Aiming some of his strokes over her clit again. Pinching lightly at that little nub as he spoke.<br><br>"Good girl, yes that is ten.&nbsp; Ten more then this will be done and we will get you back to your room for the night.&nbsp; So you can get yourself settled.&nbsp; There is a school gathering tomorrow so be sure you don't stay up too late alright."<br><br>With that he slides his fingers over her pussylips lightly. Parting them some before the cat swung upwards again over her exposed mound with two fast swats. The force not overly harsh, though not needing to be as the tendrils snap and then drag.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then the cat again turned and landed over each cheek with a harder slap.&nbsp; He was taking his time, making sure each swing was aimed well and landing with just enough force to sting though not cut.<br><br>He listened for the count, pausing the slaps at fourteen before he landed four more higher on her rear then again almost on her thighs. The cat singing louder it seemed as he got into a easier rhythm. The crashing tendrils sounding loudly then puling at her skin as he drug them lightly.&nbsp; With two more left he caressed her back and let her have a moment to catch up with the count before landing the last two on her already tormented sex.<br><br>With the last of them given he allowed her to count listening to be sure she sounded out for them all. His hand moving over her skin once more. Trailing some of the lines to see how easily they rose on her flesh.&nbsp; Taking note how her body reacted to such things.<br><br>"When I take you to your room, I will need you to stand in the hall a while.&nbsp; You will not speak to anyone, just wait while I speak to Beth a while understood?&nbsp; For now get your breath and relax a few before I let you loose to dress."<br><br>While he let her lay over his desk he sit the cat down and moved his right hand to her warmth once more. Exploring slowly and feeling for her arousal. Again pressing his fingers into her lightly as he let another finger play and swirl over her clit.<br><br>"Another rule I need to be sure you know Mattie dear,&nbsp; you are not to have any sexual interaction with anyone without my permission.&nbsp; Is that understood?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 17:18:20</strong>
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				She groaned and flinched as he touched the flesh, his pinching making her squeal. As much as she wanted the pain to end, she did not wish to endure his hands on her sex much longer.<br><br>"I didn't intend to stay up late, I just wish to sleep and forget today," she admitted, whimpering as he spread her lips once more. Mattie hadn't expected the next to swats so even though they weren't swung with force, the sting remained the same as she yelped in pain. "Th-that's twelve." He was teasing and taunting her with the cat, making it caress her abused flesh after the strokes. "Aaaah! No more! Please no more, that's thirteen and fourteen, I think." Her voice was barely above a whisper as she forced herself to breathe and not scream. This was nothing like the belt. In her mind it was much, much worse as she felt like nine small belts were hitting her at one, curling and extending their lash beyond the target. Nine multiplied by twenty would equal around one hundred eighty lines marking her flesh in painful welts and lines.<br><br>The next four were one big blur of pain as she sobbed in agony, barely muttering the count up to sixteen. She hadn't been able to get the other two out nor did she even notice that he had in fact landed four consecutive blows. She twisted her arms in the cuffs chafing and cutting into her skin as she tried to break free. Her ankles were in a similar condition as she desperately twisted and pulled with the little leverage she had.<br><br>Her muscles screamed to be released and to be given the opportunity to move freely. The following to blows on her pussy made her still as she croaked up to eighteen, still oblivious to the fact that she had missed two.<br><br>Mattie's thighs had many risen lines, her rear deep red and heated. She sighed as her teacher's hands cooled her flesh, her sobs quieting as she pulled herself under control.<br><br>"I- I understand."<br><br>The only moisture left was what had been there before her punishment began. The entrance to her sex nearly dry. She sighed as his right hand roamed inside her as well as swirling around her clit. Mattie wanted to tell him to remove his fingers and leave her in peace, but she realized that she had in fact forgotten to count two somewhere. Perhaps he would be forgiving and let her go as is.<br><br>"I have no intentions of becoming sexually involved with anyone so you need not worry sir," she said innocently, her eyes closing at the prospect of giving herself to another.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 07:21:25</strong>
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				He continued to caress her soft warmth as he spoke. Taking advantages that no doubt in her mind no teacher should. His fingertips continues to toy with her little nub almost idly as he left her lingering on the desk.&nbsp; He nodded to her words even though she wasn't looking back to him.<br><br>"Well that is a good girl then Mattie, though you missed two in the count."<br><br>At that he let his hand slap twice on her sensitive mound. The two sounds sudden and loud before he again resumed his soft touch. <br><br>"There now sound off on those two so your count will be correct too.&nbsp; As for who you will sexually become involved with that is up to me dear.&nbsp; Do not forget my collar on you, I am sure you have some understanding of its meaning even without me sitting down and explaining it all do you not?"<br><br>He then leaned over the desk, letting his left hand slide up to her neck. Holding her securely as his hips pressed to her rear slowly as he moved. Letting her feel his clear arousal as he leaned on her slightly. Reaching to unfasten her right wrist before shifting hands to free the left. the action grinding himself to her lightly.&nbsp; As he pushed up and away his hand slide down her back. Grasping lightly to feel the tone of her form.<br><br>"Stay as you are while I free your ankles Mattie."<br><br>He leaned down on one knee and began to unfasten her ankles. Though he swatted lightly to make her keep her place as he freed her.&nbsp; His hands again playing over her toned legs.&nbsp; When both ankles where unfastened he ran both hands up over her legs till he griped her rear. Leaning close enough she could feel his breath on her sex.&nbsp; Taking in her scent as he lingered there a moment.<br><br>"I am tempted to taste you Mattie, though you might take it as a reward.&nbsp; I do not think you have really earned a reward now have you dear?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 13:01:59</strong>
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				She sighed as his ministrations caused her body to betray her in the worst way. Her nub was peeking out from under it's swollen hood and her love hole, glistening in the light of the office. Though her legs were used to being strained, the position Mattie was in made it difficult for her to relax her muscles and give them a much needed break.<br><br>"I di-" There was no use in finishing her statement or question as she bit down on her lip, two slaps to her mound which already was suffering the damage done by the cat o' nine. It crossed her mind as to how difficult walking or crossing her legs may end up being and she whimpered softly then took a deep breath. "N-nineteen and twenty."<br><br>Mattie quickly spun her head to face her teacher as Mr. Blackstone confirmed her worst fears. She had in fact placed his collar around her neck and at the moment it was biting into her flesh, so as much as she wished to be her own person, Mattie was his to do with as he sees fit.<br><br>Adding insult to injury she felt him nearly lay on top of her. For a split second she had thought he intended to take her then and there. She had no intentions of losing her virginity to her teacher, though he was attractive. If he ever tried s she knew he would, she would fight as much as she could to save something for herself.<br><br>Her thoughts drifted to a different time and place where she was giggling and running on the beach. His throbbing arousal turned into the feel and image of waves crashing against the shore. His grinding turned into the steady rock of the ocean as she dived in to drift freely.<br><br>Arms free, she allowed them to bend on their own to ease the tension. The distant look in her eyes fading as he spoke. "Are we going back to my room soon?" she inquired with no reason to try and fight now. Her punishment was in fact over and he was releasing her. To act out now would delay her arrival to her room where she could sleep and plan a better way to escape.<br><br>She fought the urge to kick him in his seemingly flawless face as first her left then right ankle were freed. The circulation no&nbsp; longer restricted, color returned to the area as well as her wrists where deep dents and scrapes could be seen. Tense from the pain and soreness she felt, her body became rigid, her breath and voice caught in her throat somewhere as his breath played across her sex.<br><br>&nbsp;'I am tempted to taste you Mattie, though you might take it as a reward.&nbsp; I do not think you have really earned a reward now have you dear?' he said, eyes level with her shaven sex. Was he taunting her now?<br><br>"No I don't believe I do, tis a shame I suppose. I'm sure your tongue could work wonders," she replied feigning disappointment and sincerity. In no way, shape, or form did she want to receive pleasure, in any form from her teacher. He had violated her after all and taken liberties with her body that no man should. Tidbits of lectures past rang in Mattie's head, 'you do whatever your man wants. No questions and you better show you enjoy it or Uncle Ricky won't be too happy.' Shaking her head she pulled her legs in slightly, the tension of her muscles gone, pain shot up her legs in screaming protest for having been forced so wide and taut. It made her eyes water as she bit deeply into her lip drawing blood. "May I get dressed now?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 15:17:54</strong>
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				He smiled ad he raised a brow. Listening to her statement about his rewarding her. Letting his breath play over her as blew lightly. He then stood his hands sliding from her slowly. A light swat on her rear for the words.&nbsp; He then moved around the desk and gather the items back into the bag.<br><br>"Yes you may Mattie.&nbsp; &nbsp;Go ahead and dress, though do not rush. I would not wish think you ungrateful for the lenience."<br><br>He look up over his glasses, watching her as she moved to put her clothing on. Again admiring her form as she tried to cover up.<br><br>"When you are ready we will head to your room.&nbsp; As I said though you will need to stay in the hall a little while. Only speak if spoken to and&nbsp; then only if by a teacher.&nbsp; If anyone has an issue with you being there tell them they can check with me."<br><br>He lifted the bag and then moved toward the door. Watching her as she finished. Motioning toward the door then moving with her. Unlocking and letting her step out first before he followed and relocked the bolt.<br><br>"Recall where this is in case you need me sometime Mattie, and be sure that Beth knows where it is as well alright?"&nbsp; <br><br>With that he lead her back into the dorm are and to her room. Marking her to stand in the hall a small way from the door.<br><br>"Stay right there Mattie I will be back before long."<br><br>Turning and heading into the room with a knock as he opened the door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 16:46:01</strong>
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				Madison struggled to sit up, ignoring the swat to her already abused behind. Her arms were like jelly but she managed soon enough. From there she scooted herself back, not wishing to put any pressure on her sore backside. With her feet on the ground she stretched in her small heels, glad that for the moment he had been preoccupied with putting the items away.<br><br>All she wanted to do was place her clothes on as quickly as possible and get on with it, but it wouldn't be that easy. She sighed and grabbed her bra, placing it on with ease before reaching behind her torso to secure the clasp. Her dress followed with ease, the smooth material soothing on her red and swollen flesh. With some difficulty it was zipped and tied, her panties/ shorts in hand as she was hesitant to put them on.<br><br>Seeing Mr. Blackstone look at her was all the motivation she needed to slip it up her her legs and tenderly over her hips. There wasn't a hint of her trying to please her teacher but rather a preference to escape any more pain.<br><br>Mattie followed her teacher out of the office and back to the dorms where she stood as directed and waited. Several students passed by, none saying a word, but giving a knowing look.<br>There was no doubt in her mind, that her stay at Lady Shaws would be miserable.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 16:31:29</strong>
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				He was in the room a while. Leaving her to stand in the hall in silence wondering what was happening.&nbsp; Some sounds coming from the room though the place seemed meant to muffle sounds. The hall almost unnaturally silent.<br><br>Finally the door opens and he moves from the room walking to Mattie and standing right before her. Leaning some as he speaks low, his body brushing hers to see her reaction.<br><br>"You need to get to bed, we have a assembly gathering in the morning very early.&nbsp; I will be coming to get you two and take you there, so you need to be up and ready right at dawn. Do you think you can do that Mattie?"<br><br>His right hand lifting her chin higher as he looked to her eyes. Wanting to see her state at the moment before sending her to bed.<br><br>"To bed with you, I will be here far to early for you I am sure."<br><br>He then turned to go, looking back once and pointing to the door if she hadn't moved fast enough.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 20:05:24</strong>
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				Madison had actually begun to pace a little in the halls, unable to stay in one place for too long. The halls gave her the creeps, the entire school had actually. She heard the jingle of the door and quickly resumed her position in the spot she had been directed to stand in.<br><br>Her breath hitched in the back of her throat as he brushed against her. "I'm not a morning person but I'm sure I'll manage to be up." She was uncomfortable and unnaturally irritated as well as frustrated. What the hell had taken so long!?<br><br>She looked into his eyes, her expression blank although she wanted to glare at her teacher.<br><br>As soon as his back was turned she was in her dorm, the door slammed as she instantly dropped onto her bed face first&nbsp; to scream into her pillow.<br><br>Mattie had to get out of this place. No matter what it took she would escape and perhaps take a student or two with her. If they hadn't been brainwashed already of course.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 17:19:17</strong>
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				He pulled Madison with him from her dorm room.&nbsp; Leading her out of the building and then off to the small building that held his office and housing. Leading her across the quad slowly and in silence.&nbsp; Not letting her linger or pause as he held her arm securely.&nbsp; Pausing only when he needed to unlock the door to his building.&nbsp; Pulling her into the entryway and then opening his office door and pushing her in so he could turn and lock the main door. Bolting it, the sound echoing loudly as if he wanted her to hear it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 21:35:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison rolled her eyes as he held her and guided her down the hall and out the building. Soon they had made it into his office. The shove had been unneccesary as she had cooperated the whole trip. There was no point in arguing or running, the cuffs making it difficult to move anyways. She stood in the middle of Mr. Blackstone's domain, her eyes showing nothing.<br><br>The events of the past couple of days had taken their toll on Madison and already the emotions she had kept bottled up inside were threatening to break her down, but she couldn't let that happen. There was simply too much to lose.<br><br>The door was bolted shut when she turned to face him, "Whatever it is, I won't fight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 06:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wont fight?&nbsp; &nbsp;What is it you think you shouldn't fight?&nbsp; &nbsp;I wonder girl. Do you know why you where sent here really?"<br><br>He then moves to her and guided her to the odd chair.&nbsp; Making her sit down before his desk.&nbsp; The shape of the chair making her sit with her legs under her. Leaving the cuffs on for now as he leaned on his desk looking at her.&nbsp; Waiting to hear her answer.&nbsp; his eyes moving over her more appraising than she had ever seen before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 06:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Honestly, I have no clue Mr. Blackstone. I just know I am not what my parents want me to be," Madison replied. She wasn't sure if he was saying that she should continue to fight or not. Something about the way he had worded it left her unsure so she left the subject alone.<br><br>She sat in her least favorite chair, her body rigid out of fear of falling. Without her arms her face would certainly hit the teacher's desk. Madison visibly squirmed&nbsp; under his gaze. Normally when she was in trouble there were no words. Simply belt and pain. Occassionally the paddle her father had found on the street. "What is it you want me to say? I'm just confused, and more than a little scared," she confessed. "This place scares me and struggling at every turn is the only thing I can do, but from the way you all act it seems I am supposed to simply accept what this school demands and I am not comfortable with that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:19:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I want you to be honest.&nbsp; I want you to always speak honestly to me when we are alone.&nbsp; You need to learn hold that tongue in front of others.&nbsp; Though I will not tell you how to react, though I understand you being confused and scared.&nbsp; You can struggle, though it will make it worse.&nbsp; I promise you I am one of the more.... gentle of the teachers.&nbsp; I would wager most would have already had you chained and raped for hours on end.&nbsp; Lashed and beaten till you begged for mercy.&nbsp; &nbsp;beaten, tortured, branded or tattooed perhaps."<br><br>He watches her as he says all this. His body leaned on the desk.Arms crossed as he judges her reaction.<br><br>"Yes... your parents wished you away as not to be an influence on your younger siblings.&nbsp; They wanted you to learn discipline and be educated.&nbsp; &nbsp;Though as you can see this isn't a normal school.&nbsp; &nbsp;Your roomate Beth. She was sent here by her uncle.&nbsp; He wants her trained and molded into a slave to be auctioned off.&nbsp; So no this isn't a normal school, and yes I expect you to be confused and scared.&nbsp; Though I suggest you start to understand you are my student.&nbsp; If you continue to break rules, get into such situations as you did with the guard, things will be worse.&nbsp; Would you prefer another teacher take over your education?"<br><br>He leans in some.. Griping her hair and titling her face so her eyes can not escape his gaze.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 18:40:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As I said yesterday I do not want another teacher. I have nothing against you, just this school. If what you say could have happened to me with another teacher then I guess you're not so bad." Madison leaned to keep the pressure off of her scalp as she looked to Mr. Blackstone, not afraid to meet his gaze.<br><br>"Do you enjoy doing what you do? Molding adults to become what their family or others want them to be. Even if it is not what they want? Have you or anyone else here ever thought about what the students want?"<br><br>She took a breath and thought back to the Glass House, there had been a girl tattooed with something. She had been with the Deputy Head. "Would you ever tattoo me?" she asked, her nose scrunching as she pictured herself with bold red words across her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 07:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tattoo?&nbsp; Maybe... or maybe I should brand you. Though to me..such marks would be more something I do to one I claimed."<br><br>He leans back opening a file on his desk..looking at it a moment then back to you.<br><br>"Well.. what your family wants I will take into consideration.&nbsp; Though in truth, what I enjoy is ...help you explore yourself. find what you truly are inside.&nbsp; After all.. you are, by your own words confused.&nbsp; This place no doubt making it worse.&nbsp; Though from what I have read you have gone through...changes rapidly in the last while&nbsp; Do you think your family really wishyou to be turned into a slave?"<br><br>He leans forward some.&nbsp; His hand cupping her chin and rubbing his thumb over her lower lip.<br><br>"You tell me then Madison....what is it you want to become... to be molded into?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 21:46:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thought of being branded sent a rush through her but she didn't understand why. Listening to Mr. Blackstone speak put her at ease and slowly her guard went down, the something hatred fading. Madison started to turn her head away but stopped as his finger brushed her lip. "Not a slave by name but they want me to fit their image of a woman. Save my virginity until marriage. Stay home all day, cook, clean, take care of the children and serve my husband because that is how it should be. I don't know what I want yet but I want to experience everything and be independent while having someone to answer to." She blushed slightly because in a sense she wanted to be a sex slave but be able to support herself if necessarry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 12:27:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm odd that they would wish you be all that.&nbsp; &nbsp;As being your teacher... I can take your virginity at any time.&nbsp; though perhaps they thought to risk that to have you molded to the docile vision they think you need to be."<br><br>He noted the reactions... the blush.&nbsp; his hand still cupping her chin.. His thumb moving over her lips slowly. Pressing into her mouth lightly to see her reaction.<br><br>"Maybe they want all that, though my purpose isn't to blindly make you their image.&nbsp; I see myself as needing to help you ...discover yourself.&nbsp; True many teachers here break down...remake as they think best.&nbsp; Indeed some might simply wish to ravage their students into submission.&nbsp; I have my own style...my own ways.&nbsp; Such as you will learn.&nbsp; though I will not be disobeyed.&nbsp; I will not have you pulling another stunt as you did today.&nbsp; am I clear on that Madison?"<br><br>He made her head lean back so his eyes could stare into hers more intently.&nbsp; His voice as always in control, though stern and seeming to warn of severe punishment if such happend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 02:33:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison was confused to say the least. Then again she had already made it clear. What was frustrating was the realization that she may have almost ruined her chances with an understanding teacher.<br><br>"Yes sir, I understand." her back was straight as she struggled to keep her balance. The look in her eyes shifted to indifference. Not because that was how she felt, but rather she didn't know how to react.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 10:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good...&nbsp; Then perhaps you and I can still move forward. Still seek what you wish to be...what you really are inside."<br><br>He then pushed form the desk. Moving behind her and sliding his hands to her shoulders. Rubbing slowly, thumbs massaging into her shoulders and the back of her neck. Pressing her head to tilt forward.<br><br>"Though, I am debating the best course.&nbsp; You do have punishment coming.&nbsp; You already know that don't you girl?"<br><br>He leans in and lets his breath fall over her ear as he speaks. his hands still rubbing firmly.<br><br>"Maybe I should simply do as the other teachers likely have with all their students and....take you.&nbsp; Such an action I am sure they think would be working to leave you more docile and ready to learn.&nbsp; Though I wonder what effect it would have on you Madison.&nbsp; If your teacher simply took your virginity from you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 18:41:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison was at ease, Mr. Blackstone's hand working away any and all pent up stress in her shoulders. It had been far too long since someone massaged her neck and shoulders. She tried to hide it but a soft moan escaped her lips.<br><br>"I suppose you could do that, but then you would be a bit of a hypocrite. Don't you think?" she asked softly. "Afterall you did say that you were not like them an it would be rather contradictory for you to go on an do as they would as punishment in the hopes of me becoming docile."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 18:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tried not to laugh at the way she worked to twist his words.&nbsp; Continuing to massage her neck and shoulder he leans down so his words play over her ear softly.<br><br>"Maybe so...though I am wondering if that isn't what you want.&nbsp; Trying to get into trouble. Trying to get into such a situation you would find yourself being so used.&nbsp; Being taken and made to become ...docile. Subservient.&nbsp; Maybe you want someone to simply turn you into a simple fucktoy?&nbsp; Or do you want more Madison.&nbsp; If so tell me.&nbsp; After all re guardless what goes on between us.. I have already told you it needs to start with trust."<br><br>Working his fingers more firmly into her neck as he hears that pleased sound. Trying to cause more even as she sits in that uncomfortable chair with her hands bound behind her so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 01:23:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison visibly tensed. "A fucktoy? No. But having someone's guidance and instruction.. Possibly. I like the idea of being subservient, but it has to be with the right person. Someone strong, yet understanding. Be my worst enemy as well as my best friend. Otherwise docile will never be used to describe me." She was srpeised she was being so open and able to explain what she needed. Even if it didn't make complete sense.<br><br>His hands continued to work, lowering her defenses further while she slumped forward. Were it not for the grip her had on her upper hale, Madison would be laying on her face on the floor. Soft murmurs and coos passed her lips while she continued to to learn from Mr. Blackstone. "It's silly isn't it?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 08:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No dear, it isn't silly.&nbsp; it is indeed what I thought.&nbsp; it isn't that odd and you shouldn't feel silly of speaking about your wants.&nbsp; Some ...Dominants think that simple control, making one bend to you is all it takes.&nbsp; A true Master is many things.&nbsp; &nbsp;he must have his slaves trust, know hr needs, her limits.&nbsp; When...and where to press.&nbsp; Learn what she needs even if she doesn't.&nbsp; It takes more than a whip and a nasty attitude to make such.&nbsp; I will not judge others, you can do that yourself."<br><br>His thumbs pressing more. His words blowing warm air over her ear as he speaks. Massaging all the more firmly as he feels how she reacts. Smiling lightly as she seems to nearly fall forward under his attentions.<br><br>"So no, it isn't silly at all. Though I will admit I am surprised to hear you admitting such openly to me.&nbsp; Though all that said, is why I will not take you.&nbsp; Will not fuck you till you beg me to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 13:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison was just as surprised at her actions as he was. Possibly even more so, but for multiple reasons. For one he hadn't laughed at her words and had actually understood what she had meant. Never had she thought such things were possible. What Madison wanted was the romance mixed with the discipline as well as excitement and it would seem that that was exactly what Mr. Blackstone would give her. Even now as he seemed to rub away all her defenses. His hot breath playing over her ear made her melt even further. "Beg? Girls don't beg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 04:23:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhh and why not Madison?&nbsp; why not beg for something you want?&nbsp; &nbsp;Hmmm and maybe girls don't, though needy little playthings do don't they?"<br><br>His warm breath falling over her ear. His lips playing over the ridges as his hands keep working over her shoulders. Thumbs rubbing more firmly into her neck.&nbsp; Trying to leave her pliant in his grasp. His breathing heavier, showing indeed despite his control his arousal does build.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 12:42:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The laugh that slipped through her parted lips was music to her own ears. It was carefree and light rather than harsh. "That's the point I am not a plaything, an object. I don't ever want to lose myself and who I am. If I were to be with a Master, he would mold me into the ideal woman and encourage me to be myself as well. So that- he could be proud of me, even through day to day activities because of how bright I shine. And stay out of trouble of course." Madison chuckled softly, his ministration not lost on her. She didn,t realize it but when she spoke it was breathy, her eyes tightly closed with her head lolled back against Blackstone's shoulder. Nipples were poking through the thin shirt and slowly, just from their speaking, his breath on her neck and ears while his baritone voice spoke in low tones, she was getting damp.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 18:58:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled....her words showing he was indeed getting to her.&nbsp; Making her open up, makingher feel she could speak so freely to him. His thumbs trailing upwards over her neck as her head rolled back.&nbsp; His lips still playing over her ear as he spoke in a low tone. The words vibrating her sensitive skin.<br><br>"Seems you indeed might know more of what you wish to be.&nbsp; Can indeed see yourself yielding all to a Master.&nbsp; Letting him mold you into what you should be.&nbsp; &nbsp;Though in truth....you would be his plaything as well.&nbsp; A true Master... you would be all he wished.&nbsp; Is that not so Madison?&nbsp; &nbsp;Wouldn't you wish to be everything he wanted of you. You speak of making him proud, wanting to shine so brightly.&nbsp; Well wouldn't you do that more by becoming....&nbsp; everything he wanted of you, needed of you."<br><br>His hands sliding more around her shoulders. Rubbing her upper chest as she leans back into him. Fingertips playing lower and laying over the upper swell of her breasts.&nbsp; She was sure his next breath left him with a low growl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 02:23:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would be an object of desire, of <em>His</em> desire, but still a person. He would shape me into whatever it is he needed but why can I not have the freedom of living a normal life. Work either with him or on my own, bringing home money and then serve him in any way he wishes me to. A woman first, a slave second. Though I- mmm" Madison paused and bit her lip, his hands playing over the top of the rise of her chest. "I- um.. I don't remember what I was saying.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 22:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands fanning open and caressing the upper part of her chest. His presence looming as his chest rubbed her back.&nbsp; Thumbsstill massaging into her shoulders as he smiled to himself again at her words and the way she was reacting to him.<br><br>"First?, I think it is more ...both.&nbsp; There is nothing that says you are not still woman even if slave.&nbsp; Not to a true Master.&nbsp; In fact all you say can be.&nbsp; Some that wish call themselves Master perhaps would disagree.&nbsp; Though as I said, your Master would need to see more in you.&nbsp; See what it is in your heart , and soul.&nbsp; &nbsp;What you truly are Madison."<br><br>His warm breath continued to play over her ear, taking his time. Wanting to leave her reeling in the uncomfortable seat.&nbsp; Wanting her reacting, not thinking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 23:22:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison shivered slightly and groaned softly, "That's where I was going," she purred, remembering her last train of thought. Soon all words and thoughts were gone, Madison could only focus on what was happening, her body relaxing until her legs began to slide from beneathe her in he chair made to help posture or whatever it was. All that mattered now was that it was a nuiscance and making it difficult to continue recieving her teacher's affections.<br><br>"If you were my Master?" she asked, curious to know his views on it all. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 09:54:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He keeps sliding his fingers over her upper chest. Reaching lower till they teased her nipples though her clothing.&nbsp; He smiled and let his lips play over her ear all the more fully as he spoke.<br><br>"If i where your Master?&nbsp; &nbsp;i would make sure you reached your .....full potential in all ways.&nbsp; I would be sure you where everything you could be...and I wished you to be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 17:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison was melting under his touch. Slowly she lost any and all inhibitions, the barrier she had held up against all of the staff had crumbled at the hands of her handsome teacher who knew exactly what he was doing.<br><br>"I- I think I would like that," she said quietly without thinking. She was acting on impulse. No longer caring where she was and what she did. "Would it be possible?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 11:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't help smile more at those words.&nbsp; feeling her slowly yielding. Knowing he wanted her to...needed her to before things could begin in truth.&nbsp; His hands moving forward. Griping her breasts fully and squeezing. Pulling her to arch back some as he drug his teeth over her earlobe.<br><br>"You would?&nbsp; You would wish truly be mine?&nbsp; &nbsp;more than student....more than this?&nbsp; Anything is possible though you would have to truly want it.&nbsp; you would have to fully surrender to all I would want.&nbsp; Everything I would wish of you Madison.&nbsp; I wonder if you can truly do that?"<br><br>His hands kneeding her breasts. rubbing her nipples into his palms. Letting her feel the effect as he slowly worked his hands. Unable not to growl low against her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 12:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yesssssssssss," she crooned without hesitation as if the one word would answer all of Mr. Blackstone's questions. Madison's whimper of need mixed with the moan of arousal as her breasts were gripped and pulled from her body, his teeth hitting a sweet spot on her earlobe which made her cries go louder. She had put all her trust into this teacher the day before when she had stripped down to nothing but her collar and laid on his desk for punishment- before that if one were to actually think about it, when she accepted his collar to mark her as His student.&nbsp; &nbsp; With each kneading stroke on her breasts the louder she became, breaths short and ragged. The girl couldn't be any closer to being a puddle of much than he already was, his growl only bendin her further to his will.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 04:42:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't help growls low at that breathy reply.&nbsp; smiling more his hands grasp and kneed her breast more firmly.&nbsp; Nearly roughly now . Making her shift and sway in the odd chair all the more. His warm breath still teasing her ear.&nbsp; Not puling back his attentions at all.<br><br>"Yes?&nbsp; &nbsp;I wonder Madison.&nbsp; What will you do to prove that.&nbsp; &nbsp;What are you willing to do to show me that you indeed can be....and wish to be mine?&nbsp; &nbsp;More than simply student?&nbsp; More than simply my charge to teach?&nbsp; &nbsp;What will you do to prove to me you want to be mine completely?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 12:38:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anything," came the breathy reply, Madison's voice barely above a whisper. Her teacher's hands working her body up in ways she had never thought possible. Ashamed of her unoriginal offer of what she would do to prove what she wanted, Madison fell silent and worked to open her eyes. Each time they parted she could hardly focus on the image of the man behind her. With her guard down he seemed irresistible and then it all made sense. She acted as she had to push him to extremes where he would have to pay attention to her, notice her even if it was the last thing he wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 13:31:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"anything?" <br><br>He repeated the word.&nbsp; his breath blowing her hair lightly as his hands grasped and kneaded her breasts all the more.&nbsp; He smiled and again suckledon her ear. Simply enjoying how she reacted to him for a few silent moments.<br><br>"Such a answer, it leaves so many things open.&nbsp; Saying you would do...anything I wanted?&nbsp; &nbsp;Anything at all I might press on you to.... let you show me you mean it?&nbsp; &nbsp;do you truly want to be mine so much Madison?&nbsp; &nbsp;Want to be ...possessed and taken.&nbsp; Owned by your teacher.&nbsp; Willing to risk giving away everything you have, yielding all to me in hopes I will let you become what you want."<br><br>His hands grasped again... then moved up..one sliding to her neck. Griping under her chin and squeezing.&nbsp; Restricting her breath slightly as he turned her head.&nbsp; His lips brushing her cheek as his other hand moved to slide down the middle of her back. His eyes finally seeking hers, staring intently into them.&nbsp; Letting his words sink into her hazed thoughts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 14:11:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was nothing to be thought about, all inhibitions had been lost from the first touch of his hand on her shoulders. Madison remained silent with the exception of her labored breaths when she felt restriction around her neck. Eyes widened momentarily before falling back to their place half-closed. His lips on her cheek made her want to turn and kiss them, but his hand stopped any unwanted movements. Mr. Blackstone's gaze was intent on her and she slowly brought her gaze to match his. The words having sunk in she parted her lips and smiled. "Your wish is my command."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 19:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and let his hands slide back.&nbsp; Reaching andpulling the keys from his pocket. Undoing the cuffs, though leaving&nbsp; them on one wrist. Freeing her hands then guiding her to stand and bend over his desk.&nbsp; Pushing the chair a little out of the way....his hands sliding over her back to lay her over the desk.&nbsp; Draping her over the large desk as he pushes her shirt up. Bunching it higher over her back. His fingers playing on her flesh as he looks over her more closely. Leaning in some to speak low.<br><br>"Spread your legs for me then Madison..&nbsp; show me how eager you are to do....all I say.&nbsp; &nbsp;Though tell me....what is it you think I wish?&nbsp; what is it you believe I want of you?"<br><br>He massages her back. Trailing his strong touch over her spine as he seemed to be trying to leave her in a more and more heated state.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 20:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered softly, his hands leaving her body. Madison thought she had said something wrong and he would end this game. It was a relief to feel the cuffs finally come off, following his lead to the desk and bending&nbsp; face first over the desk. Already she was trembling, remembering just what had happened the last time she was bent over it.<br><br>Gasping she spread her legs wide and gripped the solid wood. His soft words made her tremble , "I think.. I think you want me to beg you to take me. To lose myself to instincts rather than thought and let the primal side. Mr. Blackstone, what is it you wish from me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 14:38:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slides her arms up over herself more... Making her reach to the other side of the desk. Wanting her stretched out over the top farther.&nbsp; Smiling to himself at her words. His hands then moving down her back and pushing her top upwards again. Wanting to bare her back as he leans down and kisses over her skin slowly. letting her feel his body pressing to her. His hips rolling lightly and then bucking against her.<br><br>"If you truly want to be mine, then what I want is to hear it.&nbsp; &nbsp;To know that you yield fully to me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Can you say that?&nbsp; &nbsp;Can you speak the words that will give yourself to me so completely.&nbsp; &nbsp;Will you name me Master.... surrender everthing you have to give?&nbsp; &nbsp;If so then do it..... and yes beg me to claim you.&nbsp; Beg me to take you right here and right now.&nbsp; &nbsp;Simply put Madison.&nbsp; &nbsp;what I want from you is simple.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Everything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 02:05:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Were Madison thinking clearly the words Mr. Blackstone asked her to speak would be next to impossible. But there was no rationalization, nothing but raw, real emotions. Nothing was a lie. The way he rolled against her rear, bucking until she felt his hard tool pressing into her. "I- uh- I surrender to myself to you sir. Will give myself to you, every fiber of my being would be yours if you'll have me as your slave. Would you be my master? Take me and mold me into the image you see? If so, please, please claim me," she breathed, arching and rolling back against him, stretching out over the desktop. "Please Mr. Blackstone?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>23-02-2011, 07:40:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles and lets his hands play over your back. Scratching down over your flesh. He can not help growl low as you speak so. His eyes roaming over your form as you surrender to him so fully.<br><br>"Then I will..&nbsp; You are now mine Madison.&nbsp; &nbsp; Mine and mine alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;Say it.&nbsp; Say that you are my slave girl."<br><br>His hands begin to slowly undress you. working to bare you fully to his gaze.&nbsp; His eyes feasting on yours as he leans and kisses your back.&nbsp; Striping you slowly, letting you feel his control, his claim as he removes all your coverings.&nbsp; Leaving your body bared as he slowly bares your soul to him as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>26-02-2011, 02:32:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There continued to be no hesitation. Madison groaned and opened herself to her new Master as he claimed her. Systematically stripping her first of the barriers and walls she had built, then the basic senses that would dictate she hide her darkest fantasies because they were wrong, and now physically until all her clothes were gone, leaving nothing hidden from His view.<br><br>"I am you slave girl master. This girl is you slave to.. To please you and serve you as you see fit," she purred, goose pimples forming where his fingers had brushed against exposed flesh.<br><br>Madison turned her head to the side, craning her neck in an attempt to see the man who had claimed her and would continue to do so. Blackstone's rough touch only served to heighten her arousal further. Any touch he bestowed on her considered a precious gift.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 22:30:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He left her to lay over the desk. Standing up and stepping back only slightly. His hands moving to start loosening his suit.&nbsp; Taking his time to undress. lettingher lay there in anticipation.<br><br>"My slave makes you far more than my student Madison.&nbsp; If I claim you as mine in such a true way you will have expectations far beyond those the school places on you.&nbsp; I will expect you to hold to my rules completely, and without doubts&nbsp; Can you truly do that?&nbsp; &nbsp;Can you be all I want you to?"<br><br>He pulls his shirt open... and drags it from his trousers.&nbsp; Leaving it to hang as he pulls his jacket off and tosses it to the cabinet nearby. Then pulling his shirt off. His body slowly starting to come into view. His eyes seeking hers if she looks back to him.<br><br>"I will want of you far more than you might think Madison.&nbsp; Tell me again that you are sure this is what you want. If I......claim you.&nbsp; I will not relent that claim...you will be mine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>11-03-2011, 20:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison couldn't help but smile as he asked his questions. Every moment he touched her there was a need to feel more of his touch and now as she lay open on his desk she was left craving for the little touches she had received thus far. Mr. Blackstone was like a drug to Madi and she had yet to have her fix. In less than an hour she had become addicted and felt a hunger she never felt before. "If you didn't feel that I could reach and go beyond the expectations you have and will have of me then you wouldn't be willing to take me as yours," she replied, perching up on her left arm and turning until she could see him over her right shoulder. There was a mischievious glimmer to her eyes as she watched him undress. "As long as you will have me I wish to be yours. Whether that be tomorrow or when we are old and gray and I know of nothing more than serving you, so be it. I wish to be yours sir."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 03:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and leans kissing over her back. His lips and tongue playing over her flesh as he lets her feel his arousal teasing her folds. Rubbing his shaft along her lips as he preses over her. His thighs sliding against hers. One hand griping her shoulder to hold her pinned. The other scratching over her back lightly.<br><br>" No...&nbsp; &nbsp;I know you can Madison.&nbsp; I know you can be....and do all I will want of you.&nbsp; I just wanted to hear you say it.&nbsp; Often I will wish that... to hear the truth of it in your words my.....Slave."<br><br>His hand moving back. Reaching down and pressing to her heated pussy. Caresing and softly rubbing. Seeming to threaten to push in but never doing so. <br><br>"Like I do now Madison.&nbsp; Tell me what you want right this moment.&nbsp; Tell your ...Master what his slave longs for the most as she leans over his desk."<br><br>His eyes watching hers intently.&nbsp; His tongue slightly playing over his lips.<br><br>"Let me hear it.. while you reach one hand back.&nbsp; Slide it over your warm little pussy, then pull your lips open.&nbsp; Show me what is now ... Mine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>17-03-2011, 01:43:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madison could feel him on her and she longed to to arch her body up to press firmly against his, but he held her firmly.&nbsp; The word slave sent a wave of electricity washing over her entire body, her eyes glazed over from the sudden pleasure she felt. Trying to feel more of him she rocked her hips as beat she could, causing friction between them.<br><br>Everything he said made sense and she longed to hear and feel more so without a second thought she reached her free arm back and caressed along her body, down and over her pussy. "I wish to be filled with you.. my Master's cock. To feel you molding my walls to wrap around your length as you take what is rightfully yours from your slave, Master. I long to feel whole for the very first time... If you permit it," she cooed and uttered wantonly, her fingers slipping between her slick folds before spreading herself for his viewing pleasure. This was his pussy now and if he wished to see it, she would display it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>17-03-2011, 14:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled more... his eyes indeed following those fingers over her form.&nbsp; As she so wontonly opens herself, speaking those needy words he can not help but growl out low. His shaft pulsing.. aching in want himself even as he holds his control.&nbsp; Letting her hold that luscious ripe pussy open. Hisbody shifting. Now fully bared as well as he stands behind her a shiver running over his spine as she hears her speak the word Master so easily...so contently. His hand running over her lower back and rear. Grasping her cheeks as she seems yield herself to him even more with those heated word.<br><br>"And you will be molded to me... in more than only physical ways My ..slave.&nbsp; My Madison.&nbsp; You will continue to learn as you would have if I was only teacher.&nbsp; Though now you will be learning not to be claimed by another, not to be sold to someone or simply kept docile.&nbsp; Now you will be learning to be mine."<br><br>He then slides his hands down. Pulling her legs open more, perhaps simply to affirm his control.&nbsp; To re enforce his claim, his ownership of the girl now draped over his desk offering herself to him so completely.&nbsp; He parted his own thighs.&nbsp; His right hand stroking himself, slowly guiding it to her.&nbsp; Brushing her fingers then over her opened lips.&nbsp; His swollen tip seeming almost hot in his arousal.&nbsp; He began to press in. His left hand taking hers from her folds.&nbsp; Grasping it a moment as his low voice fell over her.<br><br>"There is on thing more important than anything else.&nbsp; It tell you what you are, who you are now Madison.&nbsp; It tells you where you belong, and where all your directions should be put to.&nbsp; It is very simple, though very important.&nbsp; Something you need to recall, to know in your heart and mind without doubt."<br><br>He began to press in. His thick tip slowly opening her. Taking his time. Not wishing to rush as he work to seat just his tip into her Leaning over her and growling out the words.<br><br>"Your mine!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaira</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 20:39:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anything for you Master," she purred, her body yielding completely to him. Madison shivered and pressed back to him, never forgetting her place. It was impossible not to give in when sh felt his wide girth slowly fill her tight canal.<br><br>Even though she had wanted and asked for this, her nerves had started to take over. Would it hurt? Would he fill her so completely that she'd scream? "Please Master," she begged silently.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's College : Mr. Blackstone's Office </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allvore</strong> on <strong>23-03-2011, 17:53:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't help smile more, his hands playing over her back and then to her waist. Griping and pinning her to the desk as he slowly worked in.&nbsp; Taking soo long.&nbsp; Taking his time as his thick head pushed in.&nbsp; He shifted his stance and move to better his angle. His whole body flexed as he struggled not to simply drive into her. Pressing till his swollen tip poped into her tight slit. <br><br>"Anything for me..... anything for your Master.&nbsp; &nbsp;Recall you said that Madison."<br><br>He then pushed in a little more..still slowly.&nbsp; Feeling for the resistance he expected.&nbsp; Hearing her claims of being a virgin he was not in a mood to rush.&nbsp; He growled low hearing her words.<br><br>"Please?&nbsp; &nbsp;such words, so eager to be taken.&nbsp; To be truly claimed are you girl?"<br><br>He groaned the words out low.... feeling how tightly her body griped at him as she slowly invaded into her warmth.
			</dd>
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