Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon
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				Title: <strong>Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 04:04:56</strong>
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				Hidden in the basement of the administration building, it is the deep, dark secret of Saint Catherine's.<br><br><strong>Campus location's</strong><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;Head Masters Office &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87206.0)<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;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;Staff Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87210.0)<br>&nbsp;Jennifers Orientation (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87393.0)<br>&nbsp;Deputy Headmistress's Office (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87622.0)<br>&nbsp;Dorm Room 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=87867.msg3853010#new)<br>&nbsp;Andrew Simon, English class &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88084.0)<br>&nbsp;Scott Hamper's custodial Quarters (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88085.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:32:25</strong>
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				"Here we are." He said to Rhyssa, opening the door.<br><br>"Step inside."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:35:57</strong>
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				She walked in quietly, but the anger was most definitely present.&nbsp; "What is this?"&nbsp; She glanced around, more than a little confused.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:43:44</strong>
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				"Your new home." He murmured, his hands seizing her wrists, shackling them behind her back and stepping away. The shackles were chained to the wall... And the chain's length put him just outside her reach.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:45:37</strong>
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				"What the hell?!"&nbsp; She tugged at them, "Ha ha.&nbsp; Very funny.&nbsp; Now, let me go. "&nbsp; Her eyes flashed dangerously.&nbsp; What the fuck was this guy thinking?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:52:08</strong>
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				"Cursing in the presence of your Master is prohibited." He said coolly, striding around her in a circle.<br><br>"Excessive infractions will lead to punishment. In the mean time, let me welcome you to a very special program we offer to a few select students such as yourself...&nbsp; And this extended study session will last a while. Don't worry, arrangements will be made with your teachers to compensate for missed classes and assignments. Officially, you are now on academic sabbatical."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 06:57:29</strong>
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				"You're not my master.&nbsp; All you are is some kind of sick pervert.&nbsp; Let me out of here, and I won't say a word.&nbsp; But I swear, if you don't let me go, as soon as I have a chance, I'll see you singing soprano for Bubba in the state pen and playing don't drop the freakin' soap."&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed, hatred dripping from her voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:03:16</strong>
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				"Good, you're obeying the non-profantity rule." He said smoothly, amusement dancing in his eyes.<br><br>"Now, let's begin. Class is in session." He moved closer to her, expecting her to lash out. She was nimble, he could see it in her muscles, and well-toned... He had no doubt she could put up a fight. But he was a trained martial artist... And these were hardly fair circumstances.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:10:04</strong>
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				She pulled away from him, her voice as venemous as her gaze, "Get away from me, you creep."&nbsp; If he touched her, she'd see him straight to hell.&nbsp; She wasn't going to lash out at him yet.&nbsp; He wasn't close enough.&nbsp; "You can't keep me here like this.&nbsp; I wasn't ordered to this establishment by any court.&nbsp; I wasn't declared mentally incompetent and remanded the custody of Saint Catherine's.&nbsp; Also, what you're implying amounts to kidnapping and maybe more if you continue.&nbsp; I'm an 18 year old adult with the same rights as any natural born citizen of the United States of America.&nbsp; Now, if you know what's good for you, you'll let me go."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:14:35</strong>
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				"Did anyone ever tell you that you talk to much?" He chuckled, his lightning-fast hands flashing forward, a thick ring gag slipping into her mouth during the word 'born'.<br><br>A flick of the straps, and it was clasped shut, its lock clicking ominously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:16:16</strong>
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				As soon as he began attaching the straps, then she lashed out, bringing up her knee while his hands were occupied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:18:39</strong>
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				He flinched to the side, shifting his groin out of the way but still feeling a sickening crushing sensation in his side. The girl kicked like a mule!<br><br>"I thought it would be obvious..." He growled. "That attacking your Master is also against the rules."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:21:46</strong>
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				She glared at him, shaking her head, growling back at angrily.&nbsp; He was <em>NOT</em> her master.&nbsp; Never would be.&nbsp; As soon as she got free, she would find a way to make him pay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:29:36</strong>
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				"Now, I can see you're not ready to be reasonable... And I happen to have a meeting shortly" He said, a knife cutting off her clothes... Before he gripped her ankles and taking a bottle of red pills out of his pocket. "So I'll leave you a little something to tide you over until I get back."<br><br>Slowly, almost gently, he&nbsp; slid two of the tablets inside... More than twice the recommended dose. But he knew that she might benefit from a little bit extra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 07:32:57</strong>
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				Rhyssa thrashed, trying to get a foot free so she could kick him again, shaking her head, angry, muffled growls that would otherwise be rather violent threats to his well-being as he dared to cut her clothing away and...What the hell was he doing?!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 20:33:14</strong>
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				"Now be a good girl and stay here." He smiled, his lips brushing her neck. "I'll be back sometime tonight."<br><br>It was good she'd just eaten lunch. He didn't like it when his students were uncomfortable... Well, unless it was absolutely necessary.<br><br>He strode out the door, closing it behind him... Leaving her to herself.<br><br>The hours passed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 20:46:47</strong>
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				The girl screamed angrily into the gag, furious that he would dare to touch her, much less chain her up like this and leave her here.&nbsp; It didn't take long for those little red pills to start doing their work, though.&nbsp; Tears welled up as she fought with the sensations.&nbsp; No way would she give him the satisfaction.&nbsp; She'd fight it every step of the way.&nbsp; Anything to distract her from the heat that was building inside of her.<br><br>She twisted her wrists in the restraints to cause herself irritation, jumped and pulled at the chains to cause discomfort in her arms and shoulders, backed up to the wall, smashing the bottoms of her feet .&nbsp; She would not, absolutely would not, give in to this.<br><br>But, try as she might, she was reduced to writhing on the floor within the hour, her thighs coated in a slick sheen.&nbsp; She hated him, hated the school, hated her parents for sending her here.&nbsp; As soon as she got free, she'd engage the legal system and see this entire place shut down.&nbsp; Of that, she was certain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:01:10</strong>
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				More than three hours later the headmaster returned, a smile on his face as he viewed the beautiful, naked girl.<br><br>Three hours of the aphrodin... And without the ability to stimulate herself enough to climax, it could easily last several more.<br><br>The poor thing must be absolutely desperate, whatever her eyes might say.<br><br>"Good girl." He chuckled, striding around her in a circle, eyes taking in every lovely inch. "I'm glad to see you stayed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:04:41</strong>
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				She backed away from him, hate in her eyes, though her body was screaming for relief.&nbsp; *<em>Like I could leave.</em>* she thought.&nbsp; *<em>I'm going to make sure you fry, you rotten son of a bitch.</em>*
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:12:21</strong>
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				"Stubborn little thing, aren't you?" He chuckled, his fingers brushing through her hair.<br><br>"Just like your mother said... She's so worried about this little attitude of yours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:19:19</strong>
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				She jerked away from him.&nbsp; She didn't want him anywhere near her.&nbsp; Then, he mentioned her mother.&nbsp; That conniving bitch!&nbsp; This was <span class="bbc_u">her</span> fault!&nbsp; She let that witch talk her out of attending Colorado State, insisting that this was somehow a better school.&nbsp; Now, she was stuck in this asylum, and it was clearly being run by the inmates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:23:44</strong>
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				"I was fortunate enough to 'work' with your mother once upon a time." The headmaster chuckled, circling around her...<br><br>"It was during a summer internship. She had stayed on as a student for the summer, very dedicated to her studies she was. Here, see?"<br><br>He flicked a full-wall monitor on... And a scene appeared on the screen.<br><br>A girl, the spitting image of Rhyssa, naked, on all fours, happily being led around on a leash as she sucked first one cock, than another, pure relish in her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:26:00</strong>
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				Rhyssa turned her head, closing her eyes.&nbsp; The scene before her was positively disgusting, beyond obscene, and not something she wanted to know about.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; She would never.&nbsp; If he tried that with her, she'd be biting every one of them.&nbsp; The very idea turned her stomach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:31:42</strong>
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				"She loves it." He whispered. "Listen to her... Her moans, her panting... Her eager whimpers. She loves what she is, and she wouldn't change it for the world."<br><br>One thing he noticed though... Rhyssa had shown the expected shock and dismay, but there had been only a trace of lust in her eyes - even with the aphrodin.<br><br>The girl was not a submissive, no matter how much her mother might wish it. And yet... There had been a whisper of intrigue.<br><br>Time to test a theory.<br><br>He skipped ahead, clicking the mute button - making her think that the system had been turned off.<br><br>Now, the scene was a training video for aspiring doms... It involved a very troublesome girl, beautiful but clearly of limited intelligence, being steadily made into the only thing she was good for.<br><br>He watched her eyes, seeking her reaction. Was she what he suspected?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:39:09</strong>
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				Her eyes slid open, grateful for the silence that had been brought on by the video apparently ending.&nbsp; When she lifted her gaze, she focused on the screen.&nbsp; Someone, clearly a ditz, was tied up, but that wasn't her focus.&nbsp; She was watching the other.&nbsp; The way she teased the restrained bitch, making her moan and beg almost made her laugh.&nbsp; Only stupid girls should crawl.<br><br>Her stance shifted, legs pressing tightly together as she watched, almost as if taking mental notes.&nbsp; Her thighs rubbed and her breathing changed.&nbsp; Her mind replacing the girl on the screen with the bimbos she'd encountered in the hallway, one at a time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:45:01</strong>
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				The headmaster's eyes sparkled... As his heart crowed in triumph.<br><br>He was right.<br><br>She wasn't a pet...<br><br>She was a mistress.<br><br>But, she was still her mother's daughter, deep down... And he knew that somewhere in her lurked that submissive core. But he wouldn't find it this way.<br><br>He let her watch, breathless, for almost fifteen minutes... Before pausing the screen - the frozen image of the mistress forcing the little ditz to lap at the mistress' molten core.<br><br>"Which would you rather be?" He whispered.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>yasarra</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:50:09</strong>
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				Unable to speak, she gave a sharp nod at the screen, her eyes hard, like green chips of jade.&nbsp; Her thighs were slick, nipples hard, standing out in the cool, dungeon air.&nbsp; If she had to choose, she would never be the one to crawl.&nbsp; The fact that she had the pride and presence of mind to remain on her feet through all this was telling all on its own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Saint Catherine's School for S.L.U.T's Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 21:53:28</strong>
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				"I thought so." He whispered, eyes gleaming as he slowly undid her gag - pulling it from her mouth. She was absolutely transfixed at the sight of the mistress taming her pet.<br><br>Something had stirred in her... And it would never go away.<br><br>"You're more than a pet." He murmured. "You're a mistress. And it's your greatest joy to put little sluts like that in their place. Am I right, Rhyssa?"
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