Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters
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				Title: <strong>Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 22:14:19</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg156/Crystal_Shar/rustic-traditional-house-design-bedroom-554x369.jpg)<br><br>Shaw made her way to one of the few places that she truly relaxed in the whole of the college. Her and Miss Rogers quarters were surprisingly rustic and old fashioned in nature. Well at least part of them were. What was hidden from any of the other teachers entering and certainly the students was their private play room. <br><br>Shaw sat down on one of the leather chairs enjoying the heat of the flames that burned close by. <br><br>"Where are you Girl?"<br><br>She called out into the seemingly empty room , summoning Celia to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 22:21:28</strong>
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				Celia's answer was the unique and characteristic sound made by a water cistern being emptied into a porcelain bowl.<br><br>"Ah, there you are Mistress." She came out of the bathroom, naked but for her collar and the chain between her nipples. "Did you have fun? I certainly did!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 23:16:13</strong>
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				Shaw did not rise from the chair she was sitting on as she turned her gaze to Celia. Her eyes widdened slightly as they settled upon her and became dilated with lust. Even now just looking upon her slave could when alone arouse her openly. <br><br>"I am glad you have had fun today Girl. My day was quite entertaining. There shall be a public demonstration tomorrow. One of mine attempted to escape this evening. I wish you to inform all the teachers to have their students up and at the Glass House for dawn tomorrow."<br><br>She glanced down at her watch and smiled.<br><br>"Well technically today."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 23:36:58</strong>
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				Celia grinned. "Oh, lucky Mistress. You love it when they run! Mine was disrespectful, and spoke out of turn. I gave her a permanent reminder..." She illustrated by tracing a fingernail across her own belly in an imitation of writing. "She's such a cry baby, she's practically broken already!"<br><br>Celia frowned slightly. "You ... uh ... want me to do that now, Mistress?" She wiggled her chest slightly making her breasts jiggle, "Um, and if so, should I get dressed again first, or... did you want to humiliate me, Mistress Darling?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 23:51:24</strong>
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				Shaw smiled as she rose to her feet and approached her pet slowly. She lifted a hand up to trail along her shoulder lightly. <br><br>"No, you can be up at five in the morning and inform the teachers then. That should give them enough warning."<br><br>She smiled evilly for what she was tempted to do but she knew a better way to torment her pet was denial and for tonight, that would be her girls torment. <br><br>"Now time for bed. We have a early and long day tomorrow. Perhaps if you are a very good girl we shall see to finishing what we had started earlier. "<br><br>She brought her index finger up against Celia chin, drawing her lips close and kissing her deeply, hungrily. Her tongue slipping between the females lips while one hand scratched lightly along the spine of her back. As quickly as the kiss has begun she pulled back and began to strip out of her clothing. <br><br>"Now time for bed Girl."<br><br>She smiled openly teasingly.<br><br>"I hope you sleep well."<br><br>She stated as she climbed into her side of the bed and pulled the cover down to invite Girl in. She would not be shackled nor bound tonight. It would be her level of self control that would be tested tonight. Shaw snuggled her naked body into the bed teasingly drawing the cover closer to reveal more of her curves meanly to Celia. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 00:17:22</strong>
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				Celia smiled and sighed. The kiss was wonderful, and she so wanted Mistress tonight... but those words. <em>Perhaps... Time for bed...</em><br><br>Celia nodded meekly. "Yes Mistress." She slid into bed beside Mistress and rolled onto her back, waiting. This was her time of torment. This was the humiliation she relished. This is what she tried to give to her students, tried to let them appreciate - that being the piece of shit stuck to the boot of a mistress was in many ways the most elivating and fulfilling experience a woman could have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 14:12:30</strong>
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				Unlike Celia, Shaw fell asleep quickly and enjoyed the few hours sleep she would have. At half past four her alarm sounded and she rose with ease to her feet. She kissed Celia on the forehead then quickly got showered and dressed. She picked a deep red lacy pair of panties and matching bra before pulling on a soft woolen, long sleeved black jumper and a pair of black trousers. Her shoes were sturdy but elegant looking ankle boots. She tied her hair back into a tight plait.<br><br>She made her way to her office and gathered the few items she needed. She also had one of her other charges sent out to begin rounding up the other students that had been here longer. She in person collected the three students that had informed her of Charlotte's plan. They rose with smiles seeing that there was no cane or whip in Shaw's hand.<br><br>"Be at the Glass House at dawn."<br><br>She stated firmly before leaving them to get ready. <br><br>She could see students stirring. Some looked concerned as they walked through the campus and made their way to the Glass House. Some looked relieved for any one to be punished at the Glass House generally knew before hand why. The Glass House was the public punishment room. It was only a room but house sounded better. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lady Shaw's Colledge: Shaws and Miss Rogers Quarters </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 14:41:31</strong>
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				Celia sighed softly and eventually drifted to sleep. Mistress was so cruel some times.<br><br>The alarm was far too early and she dragged herself out of bed, helped her Mistress shower and dress, then showered and dressed herself.<br><br>This morning, she chose to wear a read leather Basque that did wonders to support her slightly fuller figure, a black leather kilt that came just below her buttocks, and black, frilly, French knickers. She wore black thigh boots and a read leather jacket completed the ensemble. She made sure to polish up the brass dog-tag that clearly labelled her as the personal property of the Headmistress and clipped it back on her collar.<br><br>The, riding crop in hand, she walked along the staff corridor, hammering on doors. "Up and at em, people, Headmistress' assembly at dawn in the Glass House. That's an hour from now. Be sure to collect your students. Be there or be dangling from your feet over an open flame pit, with rats chewing the ropes away!"<br><br>She did think the last bit was a tad over dramatic... after all, the nearest the college had to an open flame pit was in the school's kitchen, but she was pretty sure Mistress could have something arranged!
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