Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation
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				Title: <strong>Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:31:28</strong>
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				<strong>Campus location's</strong><br>&nbsp;Character thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87856.0)<br>&nbsp;OOC thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87211.0)<br>&nbsp;Campus grounds (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87202.0)<br>&nbsp;Dorm room 1 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87204.0)<br>&nbsp;Dorm room 2 &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87205.0)<br>&nbsp;Dorm room 3 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87267.0)<br>&nbsp;Dorm room 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87575.msg3842680#msg3842680)<br>&nbsp;Dorm room 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87867.msg3853010#new)<br>&nbsp;Staff Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87210.0)<br>&nbsp;Head Masters Office &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87206.0)<br>&nbsp;Deputy Headmistress's office (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87622.0)<br>&nbsp;Mademoiselle Pris Du Pain, french class &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87208.0)<br>&nbsp;Richard Simon, histroy class (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87209.0)<br>&nbsp;Andrew Simon, English class &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88084.0)<br>&nbsp;Mr. Mercer's classroom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87444.0)<br>&nbsp;Violet Granger's, Home Studies Classroom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87697.0)<br>&nbsp;Davis Reginald Drummond,&nbsp; Philosophy, Sociology classroom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87699.0)<br>&nbsp;Nicholas Radford, art class room &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87862.0)<br>&nbsp;Scott Hamper's custodial Quarters (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88085.0)<br>&nbsp;Jennifers orientation (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87393.0)<br><br>Jennifer was moving down the hall to at nearly a run, which wasn't easy in the dress shoes that we're part of the school uniform.&nbsp; She was running about 5 minutes late in getting to her meeting with the headmaster and deputy headmistress.&nbsp; It wasn't the best way to make a first impression she knew, but there really wasn't anything to be done about it.&nbsp; <br><br>Arriving outside the headmaster's office, Jennifer took a few minutes tp steady her breathing brushing her hair out of her eyes.&nbsp; Before knocking on the door she adjusted her uniform coat, and pulled her skirt which had ridden up on her back down, making sure she looked smart before entering.&nbsp; <br><br>Raising her hand she wrapped her knuckles on the door of the office.&nbsp; "Hello, it's Jennifer Watson," Jenn said though the closed door.&nbsp; "I'm sorry I'm a little late, I got held up with something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:37:10</strong>
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				"Enter." Damon Levain's voice rang out as he reclined in his chair. Unpunctual... Not a good beginning.<br><br>Considering her competition in Lin, this Jennifer would have to work very hard if she wanted to graduate with 'honors'.<br><br>"Have a seat Ms. Watson."
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:43:57</strong>
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				Stepping through the door that joined the two offices as the knock rose at the door, Deputy Headmistress St. Claire glanced at the clock.&nbsp; Late.&nbsp; She hated it when students were late.&nbsp; She handed him a cup of tea and waited for the girl to enter with a frown, her glasses sliding to the end of her nose as she glared over them.<br><br>(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx285/moiraemon/Yvette3.jpg)
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:51:33</strong>
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				Jennifer pushed open the oak wood door to the headmaster's study.&nbsp; It was everything she had ever picture a headmasters office to be.&nbsp; There we're books on the extravagent desk that look to be very old and very beautiful.&nbsp; She spent a few seconds simply marveling the beautiful craftsmanship.&nbsp; <br><br>Although she was nervous about this meeting, she didn't show it, or at least not much.&nbsp; She moved confidently to one of the chairs and took a seat infront of the headmasters desk, where the headmaster sat, next to him was a woman, that Jennifer could only assume was the deputy headmistress.&nbsp; It did not escape her notice that she did not seem happy with her tardiness.&nbsp; She shifted slightly in her chair and looked at them both wondering what this meeting would entail, the note that she had recieved had not been very specific.&nbsp; "It's nice to meet you sir, miss, " she nodded at the woman.
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 00:57:56</strong>
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				"It would be nicer if you were on time." He said quietly, his eyes locking on hers... Hard and strong and overpowering.<br><br>"I am Headmaster Levain and this is Yvette St. Claire, deputy headmistress in charge of a special study option. I'll let her explain to you what that is."<br><br>His foot touched a pedal under the desk, the door's lock silently sealing shut.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:02:05</strong>
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				Yvette paced behind the desk, her eyes fixed, a hard gaze to the girl before her, "First thing's first."&nbsp; She drew a deep breath, "I expect that, in the future, you try harder to be punctual, young lady."&nbsp; She walked around Jennifer, a hand on her chair, "Stand up, now."
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:12:36</strong>
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				Jennifer could tell that she had definately screwed up, by being late she had given the impression that she was always like this.&nbsp; That just wasn't true, she had just been so involved with getting her dorm set, that she did not think it would take so long to reach the office.&nbsp; <br><br>The hard gaze that the deputy headmistress fixed her with was obviously meant to intimidate.&nbsp; Everything about her said obey me, and for Jennifer that kind of attitude irritated her.&nbsp; She didn't like be ordered around.&nbsp; Normally it was just a bit annoying.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Jennifer bit her lower lip fighting her temper,&nbsp; Something she had never been good at, first the headmaster had told her to sit, now she was telling her to stand..&nbsp; Not wanting to start off too much on the wrong foot, she stood and turned to face Yvette St. Claire.&nbsp; "I am sorry about being late," she said a bit of an annoyed edge to her voice "it won't happen again."&nbsp; Her edge became stronger when she spoke about the other topic.&nbsp; "As for standing, the headmaster told me to sit down.&nbsp; Which is it, sit or stand or is it only when Simon says?"&nbsp; She didn't like this jumping through hoops.
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:17:46</strong>
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				Damon restrained a smile.<br><br>Girls like this drove Yvette absolutely crazy.<br><br>He sat back and settled in to watch the show.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:29:55</strong>
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				She pulled the chair away silently, setting it behind her, "I expect not."&nbsp; Her eyes flashed as the girl gave her attitude.&nbsp; This would not do at all, "You will do what you're told when you're told to do it.&nbsp; I am <i>not</i> the one you want to anger, young lady."<br><br>She moved around the girl slowly, the tigress stirring within her, "Do you have any idea why you were sent her, Jennifer?"&nbsp; Her voice had an edge to it, a hiss, almost.&nbsp; This one desperately needed discipline.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:43:05</strong>
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				Jennifer gave her a petulant stare.&nbsp; Getting into a fight with the deputy head mistress of the school was not smart, and yet she had such a natural dislike for the woman's personality she simply couldn't help it.&nbsp; "As long as the requests are reasonable, I'll do what I'm told," she said stiffly.&nbsp; It felt as though she was locked in a battle of wills with this woman, and that brought out her own combative nature.<br><br>"The only thing the note said was to be here at the designated time," Jennifer replied, trying to make her tone even, but the way she stood her arms folded in front of her, was a clear show of defiance.&nbsp; "I'm assuming it has something to do with helping me control my temper though.&nbsp; The recruiter I meet with, said this school could help me with that."
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:49:17</strong>
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				"You were sent here because you have a complete and utter lack of discipline, and judging by your reaction, not much regard for authority, either."&nbsp; Grabbing the girl's arm, she spun her around, pinning it behind her back and walked her to the desk, bending her over the side, "I do <i>not</i> like being disrespected, Miss Watson.&nbsp; &nbsp;It's time you learned your place."&nbsp; Her eyes shifted, meeting those of the Headmaster.<br><br>"We have a special program for girls like you."&nbsp; She pressed herself tight against Jennifer, pinning her to the desk.&nbsp; "That's why your here."
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 01:53:00</strong>
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				Godric chuckled to himself, eyes admiring the scene. He loved watching Yvette work... Even if he had to reign in her 'crazy' more often than not. She was a delightfully wild thing, like a jungle cat in the bedroom, and sometimes he thought she saw unbroken girls as 'prey'.
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:06:29</strong>
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				The deputy headmistress was strong, very strong, and quick as well.&nbsp; Her sudden attack had taken Jennifer completely by surprise as she soon found herself face down, pinned to the desk.&nbsp; "What the hell do you think your doing?" Jennifer yelled as she fought to free herself.&nbsp; "Are you fucking crazy?&nbsp; Let me go you." her words we're not pleas of fear, they we're shrieks of anger.<br><br>Jennifer squirmed and subtly moved her body, looking for leverage.&nbsp; She was no stranger to fighting, and she was pretty good at it, then again she had never thought she would have to fight off a psycho deputy headmistress. 
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:18:02</strong>
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				She nodded to the Headmaster, "Tell me you have a gag handy.&nbsp; This bitch's shrill voice is getting on my nerves."&nbsp; She held the girl tightly, flexing her hand in toward her wrist until it truly started to hurt, but not enough to do her real damage.&nbsp; "You'd better start behaving, Miss Watson.&nbsp; We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.&nbsp; I don't care which.&nbsp; So long as you understand that we are in charge here, not you."<br><br>Inside, she was really hoping the girl would choose the hard way.&nbsp; After Lin, she ached for a challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:22:15</strong>
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				"Always." Chuckled the Headmaster, fishing a hefty ring gag from out of a drawer and handing it to Yvette.<br><br>"I do enjoy watching you work."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:31:25</strong>
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				Jennifer bit her lower lip as she felt deputy headmistress' wrist dig into her back.&nbsp; She did not scream from the pain, she'd had much worse before this.&nbsp; It did piss her off, every word she said made her want to hit her.&nbsp; it was that anger combined with a momentary slip of attention by Yvette St. Claire, as she took the gag from Damon, that gave her a small opening.&nbsp; With all her force she pushed back from the desk driving both her and Yvette back from the desk.<br><br>She broke free of Yvette's grip and made a bee line for the door.&nbsp; "Forget this shit, I'm getting out of this nut house," Jennifer snarled , her hand on the door handle.&nbsp; Much to her dismay it was locked.&nbsp; &nbsp;What the fuck had she gotten herself into?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:43:16</strong>
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				Ms. St. Claire spun around grabbing the girl and wrestling her to the ground, "No, you're not."&nbsp; She forced her body over Jennifer's, gag in one hand as she grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head back.&nbsp; "Not if you want your trust fund back, princess."&nbsp; She brushed her lips against the girl's ear, "Daddy didn't tell you this, but, until your behavior improves, you're cut off.&nbsp; Well, you'll be getting an allowance, of course, but it's a pittance compared to what you're used to."
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:45:44</strong>
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				The Headmaster sighed, drumming his fingers on the desk.<br><br>"Hurry and gag her Yvette. Her voice is starting to irritate me."
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:51:06</strong>
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				She jammed the gag into the girl's mouth, pulling the strap over her head, "Now..."&nbsp; She sighed in relief, "Looks like you want to do things the hard way, and that's fine by me.&nbsp; We can always just fuck the fight out of you."&nbsp; No need to mince words with this one.&nbsp; She needed taming, badly, and taming, she would receive.
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 02:59:24</strong>
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				Damn she was fast, and the momentarty advantage she'd had against her before was gone.&nbsp; As she felt her long hair pulled she screamed. "My parent's aren't that rich for a trust fund," Jennifer countered furious, from the floor, still struggling.&nbsp; "I'm here on a scholarship, if you want to revoke that, by all means, I wouldn't stay here if you paid me."<br><br>That was the last words she was able to speak, as the gag went over her mouth.&nbsp; She continued to struggle.&nbsp; As the psycho mention's, fucking the fight out of her, she struggles harder.&nbsp; She would be damned if she was going to let them take her virginity, not that way. 
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:10:07</strong>
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				Yvette glanced up at Damon, "Please clear your desk and your schedule.&nbsp; Also, could I get a set of shackles.&nbsp; This one wants to be a hard case, it seems."
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:12:59</strong>
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				"Already done." He chuckled, moving the few objects on his desk out of the way and fishing the shackles out for her. "The schedule, that is. I anticipated that she'd be resistant. Her psych evaluations were quite thorough."
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:18:51</strong>
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				Even though, her words we're cut off by the gag, Jennifer still screamed her protest.&nbsp; &nbsp; Not that she was doing so great now, but if they put shackles on her, it would be the end of her ability to fight back.&nbsp; It gave her incentive to fight even harder while she still could, even though escape was unlikely.
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:32:30</strong>
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				Grabbing the handcuffs, she slid one over the pinned wrist, pressing it closed between their bodies, hand clenched around the chain, holding it in a pistol grip.&nbsp; Then, she grabbed the other wrist, straddling the girl as she pressed it into the bracelet, "Feisty bitch." she hissed, "I'm going to enjoy this."<br><br>She nodded to Headmaster Levain, "Desk."&nbsp; The way this girl was struggling, even she would need some help getting her into place.
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:36:03</strong>
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				"Certainly." He smiled, smoothly rising to his feet, his iron grip clamping down on the girl's wrists and easily pulling her up and over, clasping the shackles onto the iron loop on the other side, her breasts pressing into the hardwood.<br><br>"No shame in asking for help."
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 03:56:23</strong>
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				This was quickly getting out of hand.&nbsp; With the headmaster getting involved she really was in a no win situation, especially now that she was hand cuff to and iron loop, her soft breast pressing into hardwood.&nbsp; what was worse was that she couldn't even bite downproperly thanks to the ring, and little bits of drool we're sliding down her chin, this was absolutely humiliating.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>It was no good struggling, she was trapped, but she was still stubborn enough to wiggle and flail.&nbsp; A few tears streamed down her cheek as the realized that she wasn't going to get out of this.&nbsp; They we're going to rape her and there was nothing she could do about it.
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				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 04:17:26</strong>
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				Without another word, Yvette grabbed the girl's panties, forcing them down and lifted her skirt, baring her ass and pussy to the cool air.&nbsp; Smack!&nbsp; Her hand came down on Jennifer's backside, "Never, ever swear at me."<br><br>Smack! "When I tell you to do something, you do it."<br><br>Smack! "Don't ever sass the Headmaster, myself, or another teacher.&nbsp; Am I understood, Miss Watson?&nbsp; Next time, it'll either be a belt or a paddle."
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 04:50:32</strong>
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				Her body tenses, as she feels her underwear being force down her and her skirt lifted revealing her curved ass and her pussy to the headmaster, and the psycho deputy headmistress.&nbsp; She closes her eyes, her face a brilliant shade of scarlet.&nbsp; Nobody but her, had ever seen her pussy, or her ass like this before.&nbsp; She let out an incomprensible slobbering sound, as she felt her body betray her, her pussy growing wet from this uncomfortable situation.&nbsp; She was sure this fact would not be missed by either of them, especially when Yvette's hand came down smacking her on the rear.&nbsp; She would feel her wetness.&nbsp; It was embarassing to think about, that somewhere in her body she could be enjoying this even a little.<br><br>Forcing her body to become a statue she took the spanking without flinching anymore than she could help, she didn't want them to know how much they we're getting to her, though they probably knew.&nbsp; She took a steadying breath in through her nose as Yvette St. Claire, finished her list of commands, queries, and threats.&nbsp; The smart thing to do, would be to shake her head indicating that she understood, it would probably be the easiest course of action to take, and she might even get out of this mostly unscathed.&nbsp; <br><br>If she wasn't so damned stubborn, she might have taken that route, but if she did that, she would essentially be giving up, and that would be a betrayl to herself.&nbsp; If they wanted to break her, they we're going to have to do their absolute worst to her.&nbsp; Shaking her head left, and right to indicate no she did not understand, she turned her head to give, Yvette, the closest approximation of a smirk that she could, with the gag in her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 05:05:25</strong>
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				"Stubborn." she murmured, her hand forcing its way between the girl's thighs, "But also sopping wet."&nbsp; Her fingertip slid along the edges of her pussy lips, "I'm truly going to enjoy this."&nbsp; She walked over to the Headmaster, guiding him so that he stood in front of Jennifer as she removed his belt, gripping both ends in her hand.<br><br>She disappeared behind the girl, "You will learn." and pulled back the belt, giving her a swat, but not anywhere near as forcefully as she could.&nbsp; She didn't want to mar the girl, just let her know that she would follow through, that her threats were not threats at all, but promises.
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				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 05:48:51</strong>
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				It was worse when Yvette forced her hand between her thighs, to fell her finger tips moving along the sensitive edges of her sopping wet pussy.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and bit down on the gag, trying to suppress the soft, shameful, whimper of pleasure, that she knows is wrong escaping from her lip.&nbsp; None of her should be enjoying this, revulsion, while the dominant emotion, it was not the only thing she felt and it made her wetter to have her touch her there.&nbsp; She shook her head, in denial as much for her own benefit as for Yvette.<br><br>She managed a slight sigh of relief, when Yvette pulled away approaching Damon.&nbsp; Even when she saw what she was after, it was a relief.&nbsp; As Yvette, disappeared behind her it was almost a relief to feel the belt swat across her rear, pain she could deal with, the strange pleasure that she felt when she had run her hand along her womanhood was unbearable.&nbsp; It stung and her body reacted to the pain, her back arching slightly, and she knew she was only getting a taste of what the deputy headmistress was capable of.&nbsp; She would be able to make her scream out it pain, if she hit her as hard as she could.&nbsp; She beleived her when she said she was going to enjoy this<br><br>Jennifer shook her head again, when Yvette said, she would learn, but it was slower this time, with a bit more weariness.&nbsp; Mostly, it was the idea that snaked through her head that no matter how hard she resisted, and how long she held out, they would win.&nbsp; It was a depressing thought, and she tried to banish it from her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 05:57:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yvette returned to stroking and teasing between the girl's thighs, "Hmm...maybe my tactic is all wrong."&nbsp; She sat on the desk between the girl's feet, spinning herself around and sliding beneath her so that she was facing Jennifer's virgin pussy, "You don't seem to mind an ass beating, but..."&nbsp; She spread her nether lips, a finger sliding around until it nudged her nib, "let's see what this does for you, shall we?"<br><br>She swirled her finger around the sensitive button, purring a laugh, knowing how red faced the girl was over having herself bared in this way.&nbsp; How much moreso now, facing a man while a woman teased one of her most secret, sensitive places against her will?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 06:19:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jennifer squirmed on the floor floor as Yvette returned to stoking and teasing her pussy. "Uuuuggggnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she squealed as she tried to yell out no.&nbsp; It was the wrong reaction, because it provided them with a weapon to use against her.&nbsp; Pain she could deal with, pain was something you learned to deal with when you got into as many fights as she had, this feeling was different, she had no experience dealing with the way her body felt having,&nbsp; not only a near stranger touch her in part of her body that she thought only her future husband would ever explore, but to have it done this way, by her.&nbsp; Despite how much she loathed the woman, the feeling of pleasure that ran to her brain, as Yvette, slid her finger was so intense that she felt a rush of blood flood her cheeks brighting her blush as the man watched his deputy tease her in ways she never new existed before.<br><br>"ggggggnnnnnnnuuuuuu, ggggggnnnnuuuuuu,"she tried protested again.&nbsp; She didn't want to fell this way.&nbsp; What was wrong with her?&nbsp; She shouldn't be experiencing any pleasure from this, but her body felt differently.&nbsp; Instintively she tried to close her legs, squeezing them tight, trying to make Yvette remove her fingers, trying anything she could to protect herself.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 15:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's hard to close your legs when someone's shoulders are lodged between them, but it was making it a little uncomfortable for Yvette, "Headmaster Levain, would you be so kind as to secure her ankles?&nbsp; This one is trying to give me the squeeze."<br><br>She continued to tease her, a finger tracing one opening before sliding backward to barely brush the other and back up again.&nbsp; It seemed she'd found a weakness, "What this one needs is an alpha to keep her in line." she stated quite plainly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 17:26:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ggggggggnnnnnnnnnu&nbsp; ooooooooooonnnnnnngggg,"&nbsp; Jennifer screamed, wanting her out.&nbsp; As she heard Yvette call for the headmaster to secure her ankle, she squeeze her thighs down harder on the woman's shoulders, to the point where Yvette's shoulders we're digging into he thighs actually causing her pain as well.&nbsp; The pain was good, it helped her fight the other feeling she got from the way Yvette's fingers moved along her womanhood, it didn't remove it comepletely, just masked it, and holding this position would be impossible
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 18:05:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Certainly." He smiled smoothly, walking around the edge of the desk and lifting one of the girls ankles.<br><br>A flick of his fingers and an iron shackle clasped around it. He secured the chain, stretching the ankle far to her right... Then the same was done to her left.<br><br>She could hardly be spread wider if she tried. But he knew her limits. There was not a trace of pain from this position.<br><br>He knew her type. Pain she could handle... To a degree. He had a feeling that part of her, the submissive part, might even like it. But pleasure? No... She couldn't begin to handle that.<br><br>The softer way sometimes was the best.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 18:48:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having the girl properly secured, she wondered for a moment if she weren't losing her touch.&nbsp; After all, she should have properly secured Jennifer before getting into the position she was in.&nbsp; Oh, well.&nbsp; Live and learn.&nbsp; Her touch returned to that sensitive jewel, swirling, nudging.&nbsp; "Much, much better.&nbsp; Thank you, Headmaster."<br><br>She spread the petals with two fingers, smiling, "Nice, fresh, pink...I wonder how she tastes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 22:25:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then why don't you find out?" He winked, his finger trailing through Jennifer's hair... Stroking her softly, almost kitten-like.<br><br>"This is the special 'accelerated' program you've been selected for." He told her, his fingers stroking over in just the right places, just gentle enough... He could calm a pet the way a stableboy could a frightened horse. When he'd first arrived, some of the staff had taken to calling him 'the slutwhisperer' - until he'd put a stop to it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 00:51:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her ability to do anything was gone the moment that her legs we're secured, pulled as wide as they could be without causing her to much pain.&nbsp; "gggggnnnnn," she moaned.&nbsp; Jennifer's bound body shook uselessly.&nbsp; Jennifer's was a tough girl, unlike some girl who curled when they we're scared, she fought harder, even when there wasn't anything she could do.&nbsp; This situation was admittedly different, she had never been this helpless before.<br><br>Jennifers eyes widened when Yvette mentioned wondering how she tasted.&nbsp; She shook her head, as bad as it was to have her fingering her, if she began licking and teasing her with her tongue, it would be beyond the seven circles of hell.&nbsp; <br><br>She flinched slightly at the touch of Damon, drawing as far away as she could, as though his touch had been a slap.&nbsp; It would have been easier to deal with if it had been.&nbsp; She didn't want his filthy hands touching her, much less stroking her hair.&nbsp; It was so much harder to fight against this more gentle torment, it was more humiliating to be treated like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 02:13:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Using an elbow to prop herself up slightly, she parted Jennifer's petals and her tongue flicked over the girl's clit, "Hmm..."&nbsp; She did it again, "Tastes...fresh."&nbsp; Another one, this lingering longer, "Virgin?"&nbsp; Oh, this was too good to be true.&nbsp; The tough girl, so big and bad with the attitude, and she was a virgin, which meant she'd be quite sensitive.&nbsp; Closing her lips around the tiny bundle of nerves, she sucked gently, coating her digits in the juices and holding them out for Headmaster Levain.&nbsp; "Mmmm..." she moaned deeply around it, almost a purr, letting the vibrations shiver into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 04:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Yvette's parted her petal and let her tongue run over her pussy.&nbsp; Jennifer squealed as the woman's tongue did strange to her pussy and clit.&nbsp; It wasn't that it didn't feel good, exactly the opposite in fact, it felt amazing like her womanhood was on fire, and the deputy headmistress's every touch seemed to fan the flames.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the woman began talking about how she tasted, her face grew hot.&nbsp; Oh, god this was insane, she felt like she was going crazy.&nbsp; &nbsp;She let out the approximation of moan and scream of denial in one, through the hole of the ring gag.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 05:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah... She loves it, just look how wet she is. I've hardly seen anyone more turned on from a simple teasing!" He chuckled, kissing Jennifer's cheek.<br><br>"You're a very kinky girl. I love it." It wasn't fully true, the girl was exceptional but she could still resist. But she didn't know that... And if she thought her body was reacting even more abnormally, it would melt her all the more.<br><br>"I think she deserves a treat Yvette." Damon smiled. "How about a little aphrodin?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 05:48:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What bothered her most, was that there was a note of truth to his words, even as she shook her head moaning incomprehensible denials.&nbsp; The truth was her body wasn't going along with her, the pleasure she was feeling was unlike anyting she had ever felt before, and the fact that she was so wet? Did that mean that he was right?"&nbsp; She shot Damon a look of absolute disgust as he kissed her cheek.&nbsp; If she had been capable of it she would have spit in his face, but with the ring gag holding her mouth open, the best she would be able to do would be to drool on him.&nbsp; Magnificent she chastised herself, you really got yourself into a mess this time.<br><br>"Gggggnnnnnnn nnnnnnngggghhh," (I'm not) she moaned trying to stay strong, but the first seeds of doubt we're being planted in her mind, she had no experience in this area, what if he was right and she was a kinky girl?&nbsp; She could not deny that her body was reacting against her, was it possible her subconcious was trying to tell her somethin<br><br>She became alarmed when he mentioned aphrodin.&nbsp; It was not something that she was familiar with, but from the expression on Damon's face, she was sure it was something she wouldn't like.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 06:31:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pulled away from the girl's clit, releasing it from her mouth with a tiny "pop!"&nbsp; Seeing Jennifer's reaction caused Yvette to nod, "An excellent idea, Headmaster.&nbsp; Yes, I do believe it is just what she needs right now."&nbsp; She turned her head, nibbling the girl's inner thigh, "Time to really make you scream, sweetie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 07:03:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jennifers heart was still pounding hard when Yvette released her clit, but it did not make her feel better this breif respite, for she knew that worse was coming.&nbsp; This aphrodin, whatever it was, had her scared, it was an unknown quantity, and she had absolutely no idea what it would do to her.&nbsp; All she could really hope to do was steel herself for the next onslaught, not an easy thing to do with Yvette nibbling her inner thight, but she didn't want to give them the satisfaction of making her scream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 07:12:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damon chuckled at her expression, plucking a tablet of the red aphrodin from his deck, handing it to Yvette. It was best when applied to the student's molten core, after all... And Yvette seemed to have marked Jennifer's as her territory.<br><br>"I'm sure you'll enjoy this Jennifer." She whispered down at her, kissing the girl's neck. "This will determine if you really are as naughty as you seem..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 07:44:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A scared, sick feeling was starting to build in the pit of her stomach, as she saw the head master take a red tablet from his desk and hand it to Yvette.&nbsp; She was starting to figure out what the tablet would do to her, even before Damon spoke about seeing if she was as naughty as she seemed.&nbsp; She fought the urge to scream, and didn't even shake her head, she felt a shiver a dread run down her spine as he kissed her on the neck.&nbsp; <br><br>Closing her eyes, she tried to clear her mind of all thought, resovling to stay silent.&nbsp; I will not scream.... I will not scream,&nbsp; I will not scream, was the mantra that she chanted in her mind, hoping that by thinking it long enough, she could make it a reality.&nbsp; In reality she knew it would not be that easy, and that little bit of doubt would be her undoing 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 22:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Accepting the tiny, red tablet, she swiped it lightly over the girl's clit before pressing it into her virgin cunt with a pinky. She wasn't looking to break the girl's hymen, not yet. She wanted her to <i>beg</i> to be taken.&nbsp; It would go so much further to breaking her properly.&nbsp; The tablet was, however, an incredibly strong aphrodisiac, and she looked forward to seeing the girl writhe and moan in spite of herself.<br><br>"Alright.&nbsp; Let's release her, for now.&nbsp; I'm sure she'll be back."&nbsp; She hated the idea, wanted to tame her completely, but she knew that when Damon offered that tablet, what it meant.&nbsp; Withdrawing her pinky, she gathered up the girl's clothes, sitting them on the desk.<br><br>She carefully removed Jennifer's restraints, "Get dressed, be back here the same time Monday, and make sure you're on time this time."&nbsp; Her cold eyes bored into those of the girl, "Respect and punctuality, Miss Watson.&nbsp; That's what's expected of you.&nbsp; Am I making myself clear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's : Jennifer's Orientation </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarod1</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 04:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jennifer couldn't see, but she felt Yvette, swipe the red tablet on her clit, before pushing it into her virgin pussy with one of her finger. Letting out a low gasp, the effects of the aphrodin we're not immediately apparent, though she did feel a slightly warm sensation, or that was the best way she could describe it building in her.&nbsp; <br><br>Then to her surprise Yvette said&nbsp; to release her as she felt the shackles removed from her hands and wrist and she dropped to her knee's as the warm sensation was becoming a burning in her pussy.&nbsp; Oh fuck was it powerful, but she managed to compose herself and not make a noise, though she was sure, she could not completely banish it from her face.&nbsp; The moment her hands we're free she removed the ring gag and threw it at the desk managing despite the burning pleasure build in her pussy to scowl at the two of them.<br><br>Slowly and awkwardly Jennifer got to her feet.&nbsp; Oh fuck,&nbsp; the burning inside felt like an inferno and moving was difficult because of how sensitive she felt.&nbsp; There we're a lot of things she would like to say to the both of them, but she held her silence.&nbsp; for now she would consider herself lucky to have gotten out with only this, she didn't want to press her luck lest they change their mind.&nbsp; <br><br>As quickly as she could letting out a low moan now and then as he body reacted to the pill, she pulled on the clothes that had been remove and was moving to the door as quickly as she could before she couldn't fight the aphrodin anymore and she gave them the reaction they wanted.&nbsp; As she opened the door a man in a business suit was just getting ready to knock on the door.&nbsp; Jennifer didn't know who he was, or why he was here, and she didn't want to know.&nbsp; Pushing out the door she ran down the hall as fast as she could towards the nearest bathroom.
			</dd>
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