Francois De Rieu's Classroom
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				Title: <strong>Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 06:10:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">-Francois De Rieu's Training Room (class)-</span></span></strong></div><div align="center">Each classroom is where the student also resides while under that teachers training. Each one is supplied with a sleeping area with private bathroom, and a training room.<br></div><br><br><div align="center">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd395/TawneyThorn/Lookalikes%20and%20props/Contemporary-Bespoke-Executive-Office-Furniture-Conquest-Luxury-Interior-Design_zpse4823a15.jpg) (http://s1217.photobucket.com/user/TawneyThorn/media/Lookalikes%20and%20props/Contemporary-Bespoke-Executive-Office-Furniture-Conquest-Luxury-Interior-Design_zpse4823a15.jpg.html)&nbsp; (http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd395/TawneyThorn/Lookalikes%20and%20props/bdsm-suite-1_zpsb5911dfe.jpg) (http://s1217.photobucket.com/user/TawneyThorn/media/Lookalikes%20and%20props/bdsm-suite-1_zpsb5911dfe.jpg.html)</div><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 14:31:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b22/kinghu/b54c3657-5ba3-4cc4-ac7a-5e94055adebc.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <br>Before calling on his new student, François de Rieu, or "François" or even "Frans-wha" as he would now need to get used to be called by his colleagues, checked his office where the staff had dropped&nbsp; a few oh his belongings as he had requested.<br><br>It was clean, spacious, but tidy. He sat on the leather armchair, which comfortable, properly-oiled, his computer was already powered on but he still had to enter his password, and a customized page displayed him his student's history. There was also a central link, he also could order various outfits and tools should he need them, this school had one of the biggest internal database he had ever seen. Very nice.<br><br>He then proceeded to the training room and inspected the material, high and low tables, a wide assortment of whips, paddles, crops, collars, cuffs and gags, a sling, several tables including the H and exam table, customizable spreader bars, a St Andrews cross, even a pilori in the back.<br><br>He tapped his middle finger on his lips, a sure sign of his contentment. He closed the door, went back to his new office, and thoroughly read the file of Cassie Roland, whose history of lucrative exhibitionism on the internet had probably given the young girl frivolous ideas of her skills and power over men. He sighed, a classic case of hubris and power corruption, now it was his job to rebuild her and show her the world under a much different light.<br><br>He pushed the main desk button and asked for someone to bring him his student.<br><br>He found uniforms in the main wardrobe, and picked an elegant black lace garter belt (http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b22/kinghu/garter.jpg) with a pair of fishnet stockings with a lovely back seam (http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/1/5/3/9/8/0/1/webimg/548523768_o.jpg), and he decided to adorn her feet with luxury red high-heels sandals (http://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/X/1/S/8/9/NMX1S89_mx.jpg) as he thought peep-toe shoes were in most cases more eye-appealing to closed ones.<br><br>He set it all properly on his conference table and felt very satisfied with his choice. Then he opened the minibar and poured himself a reasonable amount of Laphroaig. <br><br>He had to admit, he was thrilled to be here, and couldn't wait to exert his magic again, and as he waited for his student, his glass shook with trembling impatience.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 17:26:25</strong>
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				Cassie had seen Francois early that day briefly in the Head Masters office he hadn't said a word to her then but she recalled his face quite clearly. She had been for lack of better words caged in a small room with merely a jail style mattress for her to rest on while she await him to prepare for his new student. <br><br>This school was no where like a typical school where students roamed freely moving from class to class and then leaving for home. Cassie was quickly realizing it was more of a prison to house young ladies until which time these Teachers did god knows what to ready them for human trafficking, no doubt a huge money making industry. How did she end up going from a sweet farm girl to this, she wondered as the two men once again escorted her to yet another door, this one leading her to a room that could easily be described as a dungeon.<br><br>Her feet resisted being taken into the room scuffling across the floor to no avail. The men let her arms go once inside before turn to exit, the door making a loud clicking noise as it locked behind them. Her knees hit the floor first causing her to fall to the side grabbing them with a pained looked in her eyes. As she looked up to take in the room she had been left in she saw Francois sitting behind a large desk , her eyes trailed up his form meeting with his. "Please the..re must be a mistake I...I don't know why I'm here. Please will you help me?" Her eyes softened to a more fearful gaze as she pleadingly looked at the man. Her body was barely covered by the sort of hospital type gown she had been given while waiting. <br><br>Cassie had a sort of sweet school girl appearance men of all ages seemed to fancy that kind of innocent look, she figured it was because it made them feel all the more powerful and deviate as they jacked off to her internet photos. She had been able to do the photos purely based on the fact that there had been no real nudity, just pictures that sent the mind into thoughts of what could be. Her thoughts were scattered and it was hard to concentrate at the sight of all the obvious sexual equipment and toys neatly decorating the interior of this large room she was placed into. And the man behind the desk definitely had a commanding look about him that immediately instilled a deep down fear inside of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 23:35:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b22/kinghu/b54c3657-5ba3-4cc4-ac7a-5e94055adebc.jpg)</div>François finished sipping his whisky and nodded towards Cassie appreciatively, "good brand" he told her, and looked for a cigar.<br><br>She seemed terrified by all the equipment, yet she didn't really enter his office, staying at the fringe, almost kneeling, but not quite as she had hurt her knees a bit. She wore an ugly hospital gown, and her eyes were imploring the wrong way, but he wouldn't be biased by his first impression.<br><br>He blew a few perfect smoke rings. "Are you going to stare at me like this for long time? It's usually good for a Master to be looked at, but with this gaze" he shivered "I might have to start a hard punishment already, and this is not&nbsp; good way to start the relationship with your teacher, is it?" <br><br>He put his elbows on the desk, checking her appreciatively "You're a beautiful girl, but in this place, it doesn't amount to much, just one among a million other pretty girls, and when you think about your situation, well, let me be blunt, you're actually no better than this chair I'm sitting on. I do like this chair, it's comfortable, it's providing me a very valuable service, it serves me well and I'm grateful, and, if this chair could hear, feel, and think, I would tell it how I appreciate her service" he moved back and made a full circle "and it would appreciate my compliment so much. Now, you, as of now, are not providing any service, to no one, actually we might even say you're a nuisance, a disgrace, some little cute slut girl in a million, whose last action was to <em>show</em> herself, if we can call that showing, for not even 10 cents an hour, and all of this for pathetic old guys who switched from fucking their lambs to connecting to the Net, probably they still do too actually, fucking their lambs, cows, dogs, it doesn't matter, but you see where it puts you? on a scale of usefulness..." he tapped on his desk "this chair, this desk, you..." he blew smoke "this cigar."<br><br>He stared at her imperturbable, waiting for his little speech to sink in and for her to stop crying. <br><br>"Do you know why you're here? I mean really? Headmaster Tasker, or one of his minions probably told you that you'll become a slave, bringing crazy images of sexual abuse and torture, but you're completely wrong". He got up and checked the content of the library "nice touch again, the most expensive edition of my first work about the divine Marquis, I hope we'll find time to read some extracts together, maybe you've read Sade too, most teenage girls in Europe at least have tried one of his books, it's a practice almost as common as having a Munch painting over their bed really" he checked one of the cabinets and examined the various objects displayed, he took and showed her a spanking paddle "what my goal is" he slapped the paddle hard against his palm "oh I love this sound" then a second time, harder "you'll learn to love it too" he smiled to her and put it back in the cabinet "lemme see what we have here, as I was saying my job is - simply put- to make you useful to a point where you, yes, you, won't find any meaning beyond serving, oh look at that beautiful riding crop" he smelled it "the leather is wonderful, very flexible, see, I'll show it to you in a minute. You will live to serve, serve to live, no matter how you want to put it" the riding crop cracked with a resounding sound on the conference table "this tool's good too, but the noise is a bit too sharp" he did it a second time "you see what I mean? But it's very efficient, cuts through bullshit like Ockham's razor, a powerful learning tool as you'll... actually learn, but now, what we need to do before starting this relationship on the best terms is a form of bonding, a sort ceremony if you will, so I've thought of a gift just for you" he opened of the leather suitcase that came from his trunks "I bought it from the Germans, <em>jah</em>, it did make the airport customs woman who X-rayed my suitcase very very jealous, but it's for you only and it will suit you wonderfully."<br><br>He took a small square box and approached his student, still holding the riding crop in his left hand. He squatted to show her "even the box is pretty don't you think? So, my dear Cassie, and so far we might call you Cassie, even you, we'll get to that in a moment, what do you think of the great gift Master is giving to Cassie? I'm pretty sure you never had one before, and certainly not of this quality!"<br><br>He proudly opened the box and shower her Cassie's collar (https://www.sm-factory.com/files/2_60_halsreif-mit-ring.jpg).
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>14-11-2013, 03:55:48</strong>
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				Cassie looked down when he asked if she was going to continue to stare that way at him and had half wished she had a drink just about now. She remained silent listening to his words some quite clear and others she found herself wondering just what he meant by that. She had to wonder if she were actually just one in millions then why did they even have her then there were probably much more experienced and obedient girls out there. <br><br>Moving to a more upright position her eyes followed him as he walked to the cabinet. She reached up wiping any lingering tears from her cheek as she listened in confusion to his speech. It was hard to decide if he were mad or just attempting to scare her further as he slapped the paddle over his hand hard, the sound sent a chill through her spine causing her to jump just slightly. His calm and commanding voice had an almost eerie tone to it and that he himself seemed to be fixated on the spanking tools and even the sound that they made caused her to really worry about what was going to happen to her in this room.<br><br>Cassie felt so confused and prayed this to be just a dream, a horrible dream. "Why are you doing this, what is wrong with all of you? I don't want to serve anyone I want to go home." she realized as the words came from&nbsp; her mouth that she was probably just making things worse but they&nbsp; seemed to fly out at no control of hers. Not wanting to anger him just now she choose to not say what she really thought about the cold metal collar. I mean really was she the pet dog now, was there to be a leash? Plus to her he was a dirty old man who probably got his kicks tormenting young girls. She shuddered at the thought of him touching her or making her touch him. <br><br>She forced a small smile thanking him faintly for the collar. "Will I be aloud to eat soon or get dressed? How long will I be here? Where will I sleep?" the questions just poured out suddenly but after all she was a teen girl. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>14-11-2013, 22:26:03</strong>
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				Her shaking hands reached the collar, but François could tell it was just a show, which was natural in her state, but still such a perfect collar, that she wouldn't even see the beauty of it was a tad annoying.<br><br>He slapped her left cheek firmly, imprinting it with a reddish hand print, and gave her a scowling stare and took the collar back and stood up.&nbsp; <br><br>"Gifts should be appreciated as such, and giving me this selfish attitude, at your age, is a bit of a disappointment. Why should I feed you, dress you, help you in any way when you don't want to help yourself? Can't you see all the work behind the making of this object, the history behind it? Don't you see the strength in it?" He sighed loudly. She's young, she will learn.<br><br>"Now, hush, hush" He bent down to caress her hair magnanimously, she was still fresh and smelling good, though she would indeed need a bath this evening. "On your knees, now, firmly, back straight" with the crop he tapped the inside of her thighs. "Open up, wider, wider, and hands on your knees now."<br><br>When she had complied, he took her gown out and threw it behind him, leaving her completely naked. He pointed a large mirror on her side. "See yourself Cassie, today is a new day for you, it's the day of your rebirth, look at yourself." He was standing in her side, gently petting her hair "You're such a beautiful woman but you're so incomplete. Do you really want me to help you, and care of you?" He tapped under her small breasts with the crop, then hit the nipples a few times, not too hard, but firm, and precise "your back straight, I said, your chest up and out, that's better, that's good Cassie. Now..."<br><br>He showed her the collar "this, is my gift to you, accept it with pride and respect, and say the words 'Cassie gratefully accepts her collar from her Master'". He opened it and put a knee down to help take her first baby step into her new life.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 18:18:48</strong>
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				The sharp sting that came as Francois slapped her face was alarming and unexpected. Cassie coiled back grabbing her face as her eyes squeezed shut, she had never been hit by a man before so naturally this scared the girl. Mostly the prospect of the unspeakable acts he could so easily impose on her body was the cause for alarm, all you had to do was look around the room she was confined to.<br><br>"I'm sorry please.." her voice was faint, small shudders in her breathing as she tried to control the urge to cry. But then his hand moved to her in a gentle fashion brushing through her hair with his fingers. The fear she felt made her long for comfort, but for it to be received from her capture was confusing and hard to accept, and yet she welcomed it even if for just a short moment. <br><br>Cassie hesitantly rose to her knees and did her best to follow his instructions. She thought to herself the other two girls that she had seen after arriving, might not be use to showing their nude form. It wasn't that Cassie had ever really been totally nude before a male before but pretty damn close. She had flawless skin, soft and firm to the touch and nice curves in all the right places.<br><br>She would remained still not reacting as he pulled the gown away letting her mind wander to other things as she focused just on his words rather than his movements or actions. Cassie was soon posed as a proper slave to her Master. She knew this as it was one of the many desired poses that were in demand on the internet site she had worked for. When he presented the collar once again she of course forced a smile as no one could do anything more in such a situation. "Cassie gratefully accepts her collar from her Master." She recited the words as he instructed and straightened up her head to have it place around her neck. It felt cold and hard on her skin but she didn't complain, she was to hungry and afraid of him touching her in ways she had never been touched. Cassie knew that time would come and was unsure how she would react when the time came. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 23:00:01</strong>
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				François was pleased, she did do some efforts. She was learning the basics of obedience fast, it would just be a matter of practice and patience before it became her second nature. He stood up and placed the end of the riding crop right under her chin and pulled it up so she had to raise her head and look at him.<br><br>"<strong>Cassie did good, Cassie will make a wonderful slave, his Master is very pleased.</strong>" He petted her head gently for a few seconds. <br><br>He proceeded then to the rub the end of the riding crop around her body, it would scare her, but would also get her used to the tool. He expertly draw a line, starting from her navel, and circling each breast slowly, then cutting to the left nipple, and sweeping it a bit left, right, then going to the right one and providing the same gesture. He was playing this game of trying not to lose contact with her skin at any moment, which should leave also a deep impression on her student, who was essentially just a child in training really. "<strong>Cassie, will you raise your arms please</strong>" so he could trace the line in her back and follow the spine down and up, then passing across the shoulder, to the tricky area of the face, he lost contact at the nose and stopped. <br><br>He tapped her head gently with the rod. She was so beautiful, and like most of his students, he couldn't help feeling attracted and getting unprofessional ideas of grabbing her right now or forcing his cock into her mouth. But this was neither the time nor the proper way, to make a good and efficient slave, one had to do things following certain principles, and he was proud to have a method.<br><br>"<strong>You're doing good, and you're looking truly beautiful now. Although it will up to your future masters to decide what you will wear, I am of the opinion that you should never wear anything less than this collar, which will become part of you. In any case, I am grateful to have you as a student, truly. And you should answer 'Cassie is grateful to have you as a Master'. Now, as you must be hungry, and one can never learn good with a stomach too full or empty so we shall provide ourselves with a light meal, but before that, it seems that you will need to dress up a bit, and I've prepared your uniform for you, I chose it carefully, and again I am very pleased with it, I don't believe you've ever worn such beautiful things, up, up, up now and please do get dressed Cassie.</strong>"<br><br>He pointed to her the garments <strong>1 (http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b22/kinghu/garter.jpg) 2 (http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/1/5/3/9/8/0/1/webimg/548523768_o.jpg), 3 (http://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/X/1/S/8/9/NMX1S89_mx.jpg)</strong> laid on his conference table, and slapped the crop on his palm again "<strong>Come on Cassie, dress up, and I would be again extremely grateful if you could do it in a womanly way, I really don't want to have to make you start over and over again as I'm getting pretty hungry myself.</strong>"<br><br>He noticed the <strong>paddle</strong> &nbsp;(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/da/Paddle.jpg/800px-Paddle.jpg)he had checked previously, and took it and weighed it. It was well balanced, and it had been used, not too much, but appropriately, not one of these museum pieces made to frighten or excite the <em>bourgeois</em>. He stood against his desk watching her every move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>16-11-2013, 18:55:33</strong>
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				She despised speaking as if she was the third person it sounded silly to her, but she was never planning on making it into the clutches of some perverted man whom had paid for her to be his sex slave. She would await the perfect time when it came and try to escape. But for now she would do her best to stay out of to much trouble, although her strong will would possibly cause her a bit of a challenge with that.<br><br>But like any young girl a compliment from a man a bit older than her was very overwhelming and made blush just slightly in response. But she stayed in the position and tried not to move as he ran the crop slowly about her firm body. Her nipples were more sensitive then just the general areas of her body, so as the crop gazed over them she jumped and wrapped her arms around covering them. Her mind quickly realized that she had not only stopped his progress but also had broken the position. <br><br>Cassie rushed to move back into the position and hesitantly lowered her arms from her chest. 'I'm sorry please don't punish me." she watched him with pleading eyes. He continued with his path but she feared with each movement she would be hit with the crop. "Cassie is grateful to have you as a Master." She was hungry but also felt sick to her stomach and prayed that she could keep it down.<br><br>It wasn't until she saw the outfit to be worn and she cringed, "I.." she stopped her mouth from speaking out again and walked over to put the fishnet , and other attire then stood there uncomfortably. She couldn't bare the idea of walking out where others would be it was bad enough that this man would be touching her and doing unspeakable things to her but to also live through the humiliation of yet more people no way. She slid the hose slowly up her legs then attacked the garter to them, and prayed she was doing it to his liking. "I changed my mind can we just stay here I can't go anywhere like this please don't make me." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>17-11-2013, 15:26:51</strong>
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				She obviously wasn't used to this kind of mature outfit, and she was clumsy as one would expect from such a young woman. Twice he had to ask her to take the stockings off and put&nbsp; them back on so the seam would draw a regular line in the back of her legs, elegantly balancing their silhouette already enhanced by the high heels. Twice he used the paddle on her beautiful round ass, but he wasn't mean with it, this was done in a playful way that couldn't hurt her but sending a tantalizing message as he hit her cheeks just a bit under, making them bounce in the loveliest way while he was explaining: "<strong>this is not good Cassie, but you're progressing, try again, and see this </strong>"- SLAP - "<strong>as a friendly incentive</strong>" <br><br>This day was an introduction, getting her to know the ropes so to speak. When she was done, he asked to walk a few steps back and forth and to check herself in the mirror "<strong>You will have a hard time making me believe you've seen yourself more beautiful in your previous life!</strong>" He then asked her to put her hands on the table, and bend down just a bit, and to spray her legs in a 40° angle. "<strong>You look almost perfect, as your behind has never looked so beautiful and enticing. Almost like a painting, and let me just add a stronger dab of red here</strong>" the paddle hit her left ass-cheek once more, but stronger, and right in the middle"<strong>and here</strong>". He took a hand mirror to show her the redness on her ass."<strong>Your buttocks now took the color of the morning rose, and a good slave would naturally react by producing some dew</strong>"&nbsp; <br><br>He laid the paddle on his desk and gently put his hands on her cheeks, which were much warmer that his hands. "<strong>It feels good for both of us Cassie, but this will be even better</strong>". He opened a tube of lube with a very light fragrance of lavender and let the cold cream trickle down on each cheek that he proceeded to massage in slow circles, making sure he would lube all the protruding area, at times pushing away each buttock from each other then releasing them, watching them fall back in place in a delicious movement. "<strong>You have indeed been gratified with a great deal of gifts Cassie, any Master will lovingly and liberally worship Cassie's fabulous ass</strong>" He progressively moved his circles towards her inner thighs. He added some lube and his massage became more precise, he was again rubbing her skin and pushing it in a way that was now opening her outer lips in a slow and titillating way, yet never touching her sex.<br><br>He suddenly slapped with his naked hand a lubed cheek, creating a resounding sound, then got back to her inner thigh massage. "<strong>I don't hear thanks from my Cassie, yet I did as she asked and didn't bring her to other people's attention, yet. Ingratitude is something that is terribly frowned upon.</strong>" He slapped the other ass cheek "<strong>and are you telling me nobody spanked these lovelies before? I still have to find the woman who'd find any inconvenience in it.</strong>" He wondered if she was still a virgin, he couldn't remember what the file said about this aspect. He would find soon enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>17-11-2013, 18:52:43</strong>
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				Cassie found herself so nervous by not only his presence but her current undressed appearance. She could feel his eyes looking her over surveying her nude form and it was all she could do to remain even remotely composed. With each time he instructed her to remove the stockings and try again she did as asked, but a feeling of frustration was building until finally they were right the seam was perfectly running up the back of her legs on each side. She found herself shocked that she felt disappointment when he told her it was not good. It could have been the fear of punishment she wasn't sure all she knew was when he commented on her beauty it made her feel good.<br><br>The paddle wasn't bad at first and her mind resolved to accept the light spankings, they didn't hurt and if that was what she was to expect well then maybe it wasn't so bad and she would make it through this after all. She continued to do as he asked nervously clutching at the tables edge as she leaned over it for him. She could feel her legs trembling beneath her and focused on&nbsp; not loosing her balance. Cassie cringed letting out a small squeal as the paddle came down harder against her delicate skin, a burn rushed through her bottom as it became more reddened with each one.<br><br>Cassie found herself holding her breath as she tensed, he wanted her to thank him and she of course would as the fear of being paraded around in such a way made her stomach turn. "Cassie is grateful she has not been brought to others attention, thank you....Master." Her eyes drifted down with a feeling of embarrassment and humiliation. But soon he dripped something on her skin and the coolness soothed the burn which helped her to relax just a bit. Cassie took a deep breath and hoped he would be satisfied with her, but his hands began to rub and touch causing her to move away from it just slightly. Her hands were gripping the table so hard her knuckles were a bright red, and she felt complete panic as he moved his hands to her inner thigh, closer and closer to her center. She could feel her heart racing in her chest as he began pushing and spreading her ass and lips exposing her virgin holes for his viewing pleasure. Her feet scuffled against the floor as she pulled away fearful of what he might do next. "Please..don't.." she cried out as her hands left the table in that moment of feeling more than vulnerable, reacting in a way she would soon probably regret. <br><br>Trailing her eyes up to his she stood just inches from the table her hands attempting to cover her body. "Please don't, just let me go home." Her panic was winning and that control she so desperately attempted to keep was gone. Running towards the door she grabbed at the knob twisting and pulling but it was hopelessly locked and she wasn't going anywhere.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 00:01:09</strong>
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				Ah yes, they always try to run for it, at least once. François de Rieu knew this was inevitable&nbsp; but he still foolishly hoped that one day there would be a perfect training, knowing at the same time that it wouldn't be a proper training if the student didn't try to escape. How silly of him to think he could change the natural flow of things, but no sillier than what Cassie tried to do.<br><br>With the paddle in one hand, the crop in the other, he went behind her and hit firmly her ass cheeks with each tool, one after the other, until she fell on the floor, while his mind wandered in the philosophical canyons of freedom through obedience.<br><br>"<strong>You know you would be punished for this, why couldn't you control yourself? What did you really expect? Feel free to beg, but you know I don't have a choice in my position of responsibility, right?</strong>"<br><br>Her ass was of the most beautiful color, crimson sunset, he told her so. "<strong>Thank you for this opportunity, if only you could see through my eyes, but soon you will understand, as little by little, together, we'll set you in your natural state. Such beauty lies ahead Cassie, you still have no idea thought I think something's moving behind these beautiful eyes!</strong>"<br>&nbsp;<br>He walked to his desk and poured himself another glass then went into the training room, looking for the appropriate teaching tool, he came back to his office with a pair of cuffs and a chain he could hook her collar with, a few gags and asked her: "<strong>Tell you what Cassie, explain to your Master why I have to punish you, with your words, be sincere, then I won't punish you so hard.</strong>" He pointed her the training room "<strong>and there's really a lot I know about these, so if Cassie could kindly come to his Master so he can tie her hands in order to prevent her from making any other embarrassing mistakes, then I will listen to Cassie's words and punish her accordingly.</strong>"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 07:38:25</strong>
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				Cassie screamed out as she buckled to the floor, her butt cheeks on fire from the hard wood of the paddle and crop both striking her bare skin. She wasn't sure what she was thinking, it was almost instinct to run, to survive. She cried her head tucked down with her arms wrapped around her knees. She blinked and jumped as he spoke fearful he might smack her again. "I...don't know why...I don't know." she looked up at him with regret in her eyes. <br><br>She let go of her knees and crawled over to him and upon reaching the floor directly in front of him she looked up then held out her hands to be cuffed. This probably scared her more than anything as it controlled any possible self protection. Cassie lowered her head and began explaining why she had to be punished. "Cassie deserves to be punished Master because she was disobedient and..." she thought for a moment "she was also ungrateful." She had no idea what he really wanted to hear or if there were special words that he wanted to hear. But she now sat before him trembling in a sheer state of dismay and confusion. <br><br>Cassie began wondering if this whole scene was turning him on, if the scared girl cowering at his feet got him hard. She wondered if the teachers had wives at home while they were out teaching but one student to be a good girl. Or possibly hoping she will be a bad girl just for the pleasure of punishing her. She hadn't been able to figure it out as he confused her.&nbsp; It was like an intelligent conversation with painful undertones and she was never quite sure which way it would turn. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 14:24:45</strong>
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				François,sitting in his desk chair, nodded appreciatively, she did learn a lesson, and the crawling on the knees was a big though belated step. He took her hands and kissed them "<strong>I loved your move, more than the words, as it showed the true submissive in you, and for that I'm very proud of you. It almost pains me to have to punish you, but you are right, you were not grateful but truly disobedient, and this was not a proper learning behavior. But first, before we continue, come here, lay your head.</strong>" He pulled her hands, and rolled his chair closer to her, as he opened his legs wide, "<strong>come here where it's warm and rest your head, nothing will happen, just take a break and enjoy it, then I'll tell you what we'll do</strong>."<br><br>He gently caressed her hair, as part of her head was nested against his crotch. His penis had taken more space inside his underwear, but it was not yet the time for this kind of training, she would simply feel his gentle warmth, as was natural. "<strong>Don't be afraid, it's very easy to understand you see, if you disobey or lack manners, you'll receive pain and deprivation, but if Cassie does as his Master wishes, she'll become the happiest girl in the world</strong>."<br><br>He let her rest for a few minutes "<strong>I will have to tie you for a while and let you think alone about your training while I'll go pick us some food.</strong>" He took a thin chain that he hooked to the collar's ring. Then he showed her the <strong>leather gag with a red ball </strong> (http://i.ebayimg.com/t/New-Genuine-Leather-Harness-Mouth-Soft-Solid-Ball-Gag-45mm-Mouth-Plug-/00/s/NTAwWDUwMA==/z/hE4AAOxyxnJR7eiY/$(KGrHqEOKpYFHltFkJqbBR7eiYflsw~~60_35.JPG)"<strong>this is your punishment, it's moderate in size and allows saliva to flow freely, which is appropriate for our training, but I hope this will be the last punishment for the day and we can begin some more mature lessons. Remember, be eager to learn and quick to obey, and vice versa. Open!</strong>" He slapped her face once. "<strong>Wider, mouth, I promise it won't hurt</strong>". When she had complied, he attached it "<strong>My, you have such lovely hair too</strong>"<br><br>François looked at her with a satisfactory smile, got up and pulled on the chain "<strong>Cassie, stay on your fours, and nod please to say thank you, then follow me.</strong>" He entered the training room with his adorable slave-to-be on a leash, again urging her to admire herself as they passed a few mirrors "h<strong>ow much do you think your old internet losers would have paid to have one peek of you dressed like this and in this admirable pose?</strong>"<br><br>François himself had to admit that he had indeed become very hard. He pulled on the chain to let her pass in front of him and he knelt down to watch her ass who had got his regular skin color back. "<strong>How irresistible, how enticing</strong>". He <strong>SLAPPED </strong>her with his naked hand, downward movement, upward movement - <strong>SLAP</strong>!&nbsp; - left, right <strong>SLAP! SLAP!</strong> it bounced in the direction of his gesture. He bent down to kiss it then pushed his face against Cassie's buttocks, inhaling her smell, and feeling her warm skin against his face and beard. "<strong>You're so good, I couldn't resist but I can't blame you for that.</strong>"<br><br>He got up and put his tie -and underwear- back in shape and helped her stand up, then attached her wrists to a suspended spreader bar (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/51/Spreader_bars_and_tackle_(3060).jpg). "<strong>Not too wide as this is your first time, and you can also hold it if you feel tired, but don't forget what we talked.</strong>"<br><br>He dimmed the light so she was left almost completely in the dark, the only light coming from his desk lamp. He plugged a stick in the computer and launched an audio file consisting of mix of various training sessions with a great deal of spanking sounds, screams of pleasure, group sex, and a few of his own quotes about becoming a true submissive. <br><br>It was time to share with her the essentials of food and water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 16:04:29</strong>
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				Cassie consider all the things this man could do to her at any given time and it frightened her, she also considered his words about behavior and levels of punishment vs lessons and praise. She knew he could potentially make this a living nightmare for her mind and body and although both ways seemed a nightmare for her now she was sure enduring the punishments would be the greater of two evils. She felt sick to her stomach there was no winning in her mind, and obviously no escape. Cassie held back the tears not wanting to give him anymore sense of power than he already had.<br><br>As she lay her head against his crotch she could feel her body tense as the bulge in his pants grew slightly behind them pressing more firmly to her face. Cassie's eyes squeezed shut as all she could think of in this position was of him forcing her to take his hard member into her mouth. Sure she had thought about guys and sucking their dicks, she had held a couple in her hand and jacked them off. Her previous boyfriends of course tried to get her into bed with every trick in the book. She had held out knowing she wasn't ready and mostly knowing they just wanted to get laid and would of just moved on once they got what they wanted. But this was no teenage boy, this was a fully developed and experienced man and that frightened her beyond belief.<br><br>At the mention of food she showed a small smile, she had to admit she was getting pretty hungry. She crawled along and listened to his words, finding him somewhat intriguing as his kind words seemed to mix with his words of training. Cassie supposed that was a smart approach all girls liked to be told they were pretty or had a beautiful body and she was no exception. It did feel good to hear these things, and somehow no matter how small eased just a little bit of the fear. Before letting her stand he gave her bottom several slaps and she merely let out small gasps as she endured them, seeming more nervous when he kissed and nuzzled against it. <br><br>He soon prepared to go get food and drink and she now stood cuffed to this spreader in near darkness. She looked around, every minute seeming like an hour. And realized she couldn't wait for him to come back as she considered the idea of being left like this for any length of time. Her feet moved and scuffled at the floor as she turned trying to focus on the items around her some of which were alarming, she wasn't even sure what several items could possibly be used for surly they weren't able to fit inside of anyone. She shook her head trying to rid herself of such a visual.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 23:41:44</strong>
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				Francois came back with a bag full of food and drinks, and was startled by the sound of orgasm filling the room. He remembered his little audio trick and walked into the training room.<br><br>"<strong>Cassie, I'm back, I wasn't too long was I?</strong>" - He lightened the room and looked at her. "<strong>You look so lovely in this position, I thank you for waiting patiently</strong>". He went to her and liberated her mouth, the ball was glistening with her saliva "<strong>I know it is uncomfortable the first time, but this is a very common accessories in this world and you will soon get used to it</strong>". He hung it to dry on the appropriate rack.<br><br>He opened a bottle of water and slowly made her drink. She had sweat all along her forehead, the poor thing was getting tired. "<strong>I hope you familiarized yourself with this room, tomorrow we'll begin to work on a few of these devices around here, so anything that you would like to try, don't hesitate to ask</strong>". Some of the water dripped down her body, around their breast, into her navel and running down the line of her inner thighs. "<strong>It feels good doesn't it? It's ok if it wets your stocking, and as you can see there is a siphon under you should you feel any need to relieve yourself, for which of course I wouldn't watch</strong>"<br><br>When she was done, he put the bottle down and very slowly made a circle around her, taking his jacket off that he laid on a bondage table. He loosened his tie a bit, took off his glasses and passed his hands in his hair. <br><br>"<strong>Master didn't hear a thank you from his Cassie</strong>" - the <strong>SLAP </strong>on her ass echoed in the room, and a second one. The harmonics in the is room were fantastic. He slowly untied his belt, thinking a bit of Susan.<br><br>"<strong>Now I know you're hungry, and you need to keep your strength, and I promise you will get a good and restful sleep tonight, but we need to advance on a few things before don't you think so? Let's not loose our purpose here.</strong>"<br><br>He stuck himself next to her, one hand under a breast, the other on her ass so she would also feel the cold steel buckle of the belt in his hand, he whispered to her "<strong>Tell the truth to Master Cassie, what did excite you the most when boys were trying to get into your pants?</strong>". He weighed her breast with one hand, "<strong>this feels delicious, Cassie, like a fruit from the garden</strong>" he tapped his forefinger on the nipple, curious to see how it would react "<strong>and are they sensitive?</strong>" and proceeded to draw a circle around it "<strong>why can I feel when touching you, that despite so many men wasting their seeds looking at your pictures, no man actually took the time to take proper care of you? Why is that Cassie? Virginity made you feel like a good girl? Was it the custom in your backward backyard?</strong>". He pinched her nipple a bit, then&nbsp; rubbed it some more. Would she actually confide in him? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 06:13:49</strong>
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				Cassie was beyond thankful when he finally returned and she assumed he would release her right away but that wasn't the case. When he removed the gag she shut her mouth, her jaw was stiff and aching now, and the water he gave her was good. She looked around the room and there was no device that didn't make her slightly nervous. "No please I couldn't possibly go pee in that." she shook her head, she would just hold it forever if she had to.<br><br>She screamed out at the slap upon her ass. "Thank you Master thank you.." Rest sounded welcoming, her arms were tingling from being up so long she didn't dare do a thing to anger him at the moment for fear she would hang here all night. <br><br>Cassie had watched him loosen his tie and remove his belt and jacket. His body against hers now she began to breath faster, her chest heaving against his roaming hand. Her nipple instantly hardened by his touch, she bit her lower lip letting out a muffled squeal. His warm breath swept across her neck as he whispered into her ear, and a chill rushed down her back. It felt so good , but she didn't want it to her body was betraying her as it continued to respond and she could feel herself getting wet. "I...I don't know what excited me. Yes they are sensitive." she tried to squirm from his clutches, her heart raced in her chest. <br><br>She blinked when he mentioned Virginity, "I didn't want anyone to ..to touch me because they were all just ..just wanting one thing and." she shook her head narrowing her eyes but not looking at him but off towards the wall. "Please Master please take me down from this I will be good I promise."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 20:34:37</strong>
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				They were very sensitive indeed, they hardened beautifully. Her body was young, her vital energy was so strong, she would play marvelously between his expert hands. "<strong>Your sensitivity is giving me vigor, I'm sure Cassie can feel it.</strong>" He realized he couldn't and wouldn't control his growing excitation and he had to put the blame partly on the sex-bomb-named-Susan that had shamelessly taunted the appetite he had been trying to control. Not that Cassie's body was not an excuse big enough for any man to lose his self-control, but still, he was treading now on a thin line between training and indulgence. And he might as well be comfortable in this situation.<br><br>"<strong>Cassie will be good, will she?</strong>" he asked her as he began to undress, neatly folding his clothes over a table. "<strong>What exactly is this supposed to mean? Master is the one who orders and Cassie is the one to follow them, like the good girl she claims she is.</strong>" <br><br>(http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b22/kinghu/6a00d8341c730253ef01156fb3d754970b-800wi.jpg)<br><br>He was standing naked next to her, save his master necklace, with his 7" cock stiff, pointing upwards, undulating slightly as he explained to her "<strong>that a good girl doesn't demand, she obeys, complies and even does her best to guess her Master's wishes so she would serve him to the best of her ability, do you think you are anywhere near that level?</strong>"<br><br>He approached his hands slowly to her perky buds and proceeded to roll them against the tips of his fingers, thumb pushing back and forth, and again they were hardening so deliciously.&nbsp; He slapped one breast gently, then the other, then he kissed her left nipple, wet it with the tip of his tongue and sucked it a bit appreciatively. <br><br>"<strong>In a way you're lucky we're not looking for virgins in his school, only inexperienced students, can you imagine the money we could have made selling your hymen to some oil sheik who would after the deed give you to his guards? A pure nightmare I agree. No, we are not barbarians here, I won't just train you to serve, I will teach you to love it, you will soon realize that very few women have ever been the subject of so much attention. Tell Master Cassie, has any man appreciated and cared for you as much as I've done today?</strong>" He kissed each pointed things very gently "<strong>and this Master's in awe of Cassy's body and truly wishes to adore it</strong>". He groped her breast so they would erect even higher and, taking his time, like in a front a very rare dish, he began savoring them with his tongue and lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 21:53:54</strong>
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				(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd395/TawneyThorn/Lookalikes%20and%20props/d2e61855208015ed1c7abcd11d732dc8_zps02efd94c.jpg) (http://s1217.photobucket.com/user/TawneyThorn/media/Lookalikes%20and%20props/d2e61855208015ed1c7abcd11d732dc8_zps02efd94c.jpg.html)<br><hr>Cassie could feel what he called his vigor, she called it a hard cock pressing against her soft skin. His next actions gave her reason for concern, she knew this would happen eventually as she wasn't dumb by any means but to see him standing nude before her was more alarming than she had thought it would be. Not only was she a virgin but to see a grown mans erect cock with her own eyes was slightly overwhelming. His cock seemed so much larger than what would fit into her tight little entrance. "That's going to hurt." she whimpered out not even conscious that she had said it out loud. And yet the fear of what he could do and under his total mercy still bound to this bar, she didn't dare defy any of his orders at this point.<br><br>"Yes Cassie will do as Master instructs. Cassie is no where ...near that level Master speaks of." Her voice trailed off as his hands manipulated her sensitive nipples keeping them continuously standing to attention. she began drawing in breaths more rapidly from his stimulation and watched him with a look of nervous shock on her face. His touch was exciting to her young and anxious body which was proceeding to betray her mind by finding arousal in his touch and even his words.<br><br>She shook her head to indicate she had not been appreciated or cared for as he was, although it was true there really was no other answer. And so far no pain had occurred when she was on cue with his questions, and agreeable. Cassie's legs were beginning to wither beneath her at one point giving out briefly causing her body to suddenly hang a bit from the bar before regaining her legging. Her perky breasts bouncing free of his hands with her loosing her footing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 10:30:11</strong>
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				François enjoyed teasing her breast this way, her body's reaction told them both how she really felt, and it was now obvious she was beginning to give in, actually so much so that she almost lost her balance, unable to control her shaking legs.<br><br>He moved away from her and looked for his crop. It was time for a bit of discipline before releasing her and have her serve. He expertly hit her breast, on top of each nipple, mixing pain with pleasure. Another good exercise. They kept pointing at him hard, almost insolently. At this point her mind probably wouldn't know the difference between pain and pleasure, and so he turned his attention to her ass. "<strong>Say thank you Cassie</strong>" as he hit her hard, pausing a few seconds between each flogging but always changing his rhythm, constantly surprising him. Red streaks appeared on her cheeks, so beautiful. <br><br>"<strong>If you want me to stop, you have to beg me, beg me to release you so Cassie will pleasure Master with her mouth</strong>" He stopped and slapped her beautiful face again. "<strong>You have to mean it of course</strong>" He yanked her hair back, as he shook his cock against her red ass "<strong>You can see how Master really wants to be served by his good girl, I know you'd love your pussy to be deflowered at last</strong>" he forced two fingers&nbsp; in her mouth and moved them viciously inside, pushing her tongue and gathering her own saliva and he showed her his moist, glistening fingers, then very slowly he lowered his hand and laid them against her furrow, he pushed them a bit, rubbing slowly up, scouting for her clitoral hood, teasing it a bit, then back between her outer lips , and up again. <br><br>He gave her another sharp slap across her face, it always felt good to hit her lovely face, "<strong>I know you want it deeper, but now it's Master's turn to be taken care of, so I want Cassie to tell me how much she'd like to serve him, using dirty words.</strong>" He slapped her other cheek "<strong>don't make me punish you more now</strong>" and at the same time, he began to massage very gently one of her labia between two fingers.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 17:00:07</strong>
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				Cassie jerked as the crop met with the sensitive skin of her now sore nipples. Bolts of mild pain shot through her breast with each snap of the crop against her flesh. She exhaled softly moaning to her surprise. Did she want him to stop, to let her go? She wasn't sure anymore it was all becoming a blur and his words seemed to be all she could think of beyond the confusion of what her body was experiencing right in that moment.<br><br>"Thank you" she whimpered out softly, her mouth opening partially in a gasp as he pulled her hair and pressed his rigid member to her ass. Cassie tensed, he wanted her to beg for her release and beg him to stop. "Please Master please let me down from this bar. Cassie promises to be a good girl..please" she begged as he wanted, her body squirm against him with an almost anticipation that continued to grow. His fingers entered her mouth quieting her words as they explored roughly through her mouth. Small squeals escaped and her heart pounded quickly in her chest. "Please I...uh no....please.." Her legs were pushed slightly apart as a new sensation all together was introduced to her needing body. <br><br>As his saliva covered fingers found their way to her most intimate spot it was almost as if she tried to run in place her legs bending and shifting her body against his. She had never had a man touch her there, at least not below her clothing. The feeling was beyond unbelievable and her clit reacted just as her nipples had as the sensations gripped at every nerve in her young body. She did want it deeper , god she wanted more while at the same time she wanted to scream in protest as this stranger made her body succumb to his will knowing she would easily obey.<br><br>He instructed her to beg him, beg him using dirty words but how, what words she wondered. She would of course try not wanting to feel that crops burn against her skin. "Master..um" her eyes fluttered as she searched for words that would please him, but she was terrified and words seemed to be hard to find. "Cassie wishes to serve her Master's ..um his cock." Her cheeks turned rosy red from the humiliation of just saying the word cock out loud.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 18:03:35</strong>
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				"<strong>Such progress Cassie</strong>" He nested his head against her neck and hair "<strong>such progress</strong>" he repeated in a low admiring voice, "<strong>all my body feels it</strong>". On her side, he hugged her strong, closing his eyes, his left hand calmly massaging his red ass, his right hand teasing her sex.<br><br>His fingers felt a thick moistness covering her lips and mixing with the saliva on his fingers, he rubbed them again, she was oozing uncontrollably, her inside begging for him to enter. He would not do it and kept teasing her furrow, passing his fingers up all across it, wondering if she would produce enough nectar to cover all of his fingers.<br><br>"<strong>Dirty words are hard for you? You were not so prude I'm sure when you posed for dirty old men, what Master feels now is the dripping cunt of Slave Cassie, did you realize you cun't so wet? Answer Master</strong>" he tapped her opening with the tip of his middle finger, the wet noise was gently echoing around her pussy and produced more hot juice, he pushed it a bit inside "<strong>maybe Master would fuck your wet cunt if Cassie asked him gently, but as you know</strong>" he introduced the first phalanx of a second digit, and gently rubbed them in a circle, teasing and stretching very gently her opening, "<strong>it is Cassie's turn to please</strong>."<br><br>He took them out, and brought it to her lips, he sucked a finger "<strong>mmh, lovely taste</strong>", he gave her the other one "<strong>taste it, Cassie, you will like it too</strong>".<br><br>He hand went down again, but this time he rubbed her wet lips with his palm, spreading her juice wide, massaging her clit hood, pulling it out with his wet caress, and feeling it pointing and aching for more. He rubbed a bit more, all around. <br><br>He slapped her ass hard with the crop. "<strong>You promised to take care of Master's cock didn't you? trying to make me lose my mind with such erotics</strong>" He threw the crop away, and positioned himself in front of her, he took her face in his hands and kissed, forcing his tongue, "<strong>Cassie</strong>" his cock, overflowing with precum had lodged itself between her legs, against her slit, bound to titillate her some more. He wanted so much to fuck her, and already knew she would not be good at sucking him, but he had to be consistent and follow up on his orders. Her mouth made him even harder and she had felt it against her pussy. He moved away reluctantly and went to look for cushions so she could kneel comfortably. He brought them for her. <br><br>"<strong>Kneel down Cassie, Master is coming.</strong>"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 19:37:13</strong>
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				The man teased her wet pussy endlessly, toying with her, taunting her with the things he wanted and the things he would do to her innocent body and she was definitely feeding into his seduction, his intentional stimulation of select parts of her anatomy that would cause her to long for more. It was brilliant as well as cruel. Cassie couldn't seem to control her moans and continued squeals of delight. The conflict her mind had with this entire situation was a huge burden to endure for her. <br><br>Cassie could feel her hips urging forward each time she felt his fingers against her tender clit, the feeling was inexplicably wonderful. She had of course played with herself many times before, but it couldn't compare to his professional technique that continued to bring her to the brink of orgasm stopping long enough to bring her down again. He did this over and over her pussy nearly dripping with wetness, aching for nature to break through its barrier and force it's way upon her. "Uhh Master please don't stop I can't bare it...s..o.. good don't stop." Her hip pushing forward more intently now wanting to feel his fingers stretching past her tight walls.<br><br>Her lips parted for his fingers tasting her own juices. She licked at them eagerly almost desperately as the sexual being she was pushed more towards the surface due to his endless manipulation of her mind and body. She knew this was so wrong that she wanted to remain a virgin that he would hurt her when that time came but it was as if her body had its own agenda which included feeling his thick cock painfully bringing it into womanhood full force with no hold backs what so ever. <br><br>Cassie knelt down as told her entire body covered in goose bumps as she trembled before him. You can do this she told herself over and over. She was afraid to put it in her mouth, it was big and what if he came would she be able to handle that, she had no idea what it would taste like. What if she just couldn't do it. Her eyes squinted in nervous reaction to the thoughts that riddled her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 22:49:15</strong>
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				Francois de Rieu could be proud and strangely enough, he was, the tasty sticky mucus he had all over his fingers showed that this first day had been a successful one, and that, he had to be fair, his student had passed it with flying colors. She was openly begging for Master's cock, even knowing it would hurt her, she had matured in no time as woman! The training was just starting of course, but now she was on her way to womanhood and discovering her true nature. The clouds were thinning and glorious days were awaiting them. He tried to curb his enthusiasm and looked around for some tape.<br><br>He had found it and went behind her. "<strong>Cassie, although we still need to complete this session's day, and many things could still happen that would make it a failure, at this time I am nevertheless not afraid to tell you the truth, you have been progressing admirably.</strong>" He shook his hands to her, and licked a finger "<strong>I know you want Master's cock, that your young pussy is begging for it, that you want to experience the little pain, the stretching and the little death from a man fucking your vagina.</strong>" He taped her hands in her back, not very tightly. "<strong>and I promise you, you will get it as this day's reward, it will fill you all, and you will come on it, and I tell again you that you truly deserved it for all the good work you did today, but first... loving service is needed, as Master's cock needs some good Slave's love, as you can see for yourself</strong>" He finished his work, kissed her head tenderly whispering a "<strong>good job</strong>", and stoop up again.<br><br>He positioned his cock above her head as a thin trickle of precum was slowly falling down to her face. "<strong>You know what this means, you did excite me so much, I want you, this is all for Cassie and Cassie is all for Master, taste it, lick it, love it, and tell Master how good his cock is, slowly now but with fervor</strong>"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cassie's training</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mei0i1B58O1rli4bbo1_500.jpg)</div></div></div><br>"<strong>Now you kiss, little kisses, you will see it jerk a bit if you're good, and a bit of nibbling here and there, yes all around the balls too, back and forth, be resourceful, agile, quick, or tender and wet according to the circumstances, it is to cherish, to worship, to dip and devour. And&nbsp; now you will use your tongue on the head, and make it completely wet, make your mouth wet and drooling</strong>"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cassie's training</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><br>(http://31.media.tumblr.com/82ca90923e74aff4f8a9a826cfa7a5d5/tumblr_mfi8q3ZmuC1r0gfv0o1_500.jpg)</div></div></div><br>He added with an impish smile "<strong>Try not to think how good these fingers</strong>" he put them around her nose "<strong>made your pussy so wet, and I didn't even use my tongue, concentrate Cassie, forget about your throbbing clit, at this point, your mouth should only be good for two things, licking and sucking Master's cock, or telling him how much you love it</strong>". He slapped her face. "<strong>You know I love to do this Cassie, so I don't mind if you do mistakes, it's up to you</strong>"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cassie's training</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/93/Suck.gif)<br></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>21-11-2013, 09:06:15</strong>
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				Oh god she thought to herself why is he taping my hands? She was truly nervous at the idea of his cock in her mouth and to top it off unable to push him away should she not be able to take it. Cassie remained silent however as he taped her hands behind her back. Next thing she knew his swollen member was presented to her lips as he described the things she should do, many different things. <br><br>Cassie leaned forward and hesitantly kissed down his shaft, her eyes were squeezed shut, she didn't want to see what she was doing. Finally she parted her lips and let her tongue touch against it coming up to the head of the mans cock. She took a deep breath and exhaled, her mind had come out of the extreme passionate state it had been in and was now fearing this big thing would chock her. "Masters cock is so good Cassie loves to have Masters cock in&nbsp; her mouth." She then took the big leap and opened wide, this was new and she wasn't sure how well this would go but she was trying. Once about an inch was in she wrapped her lips around it, her eyes were wide with an almost look of concern as she began slowly sucking in just a very little at a time. <br><br>She jumped and the cock popped out of her mouth when he slapped her face, saliva dripping from his cock as she looked at him her cheek instantly red. She felt like screaming hysterically but she didn't she leaned back in to continue as to not upset him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>21-11-2013, 13:47:23</strong>
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				This was a tough job, but someone had to do it. <br><br>Men thought that fucking a virgin silly would be their greatest luck an pleasure; François had even heard of some religions where virgins would be the supreme gift granted in the afterlife for warriors who killed many non-believers. Well, for babarians probably, but educating a virgin and turning her into a sex slave required a set of skills few men were equipped with: self-control, dedication, focus and an iron will. The point was to remain goal-oriented, and to dig a woman's deeper instincts while controlling one's own. Faced with such a pretty girl, dedicating her youthful innocence and her lovely face to please him, it was tough to remain in control, but he was a professional.<br><br>And she was doing good. Of course, he wasn't pushing her too much, her tingling cheek was a good reminder and incentive to motivate her to do her&nbsp; utter best, so his job was now to be as helpful as he could be. There were more submissive positions to use a slave, but this one always had his preference, the pose evoked history and myths, it put the symbiotic relation between a Master and his Slave in a perfect balance. <br><br>He took his cock in and out, rubbing it across her face, a few cockslapping here and there, at a few times he made pigtails of her hair, and pulled them to him to introduce her to deepthroating, but releasing her quickly after she would gag and cough, congratulating her on the web of drool attaching now his cock to her mouth and having her lick him all over again to clean him.<br><br>She was strong, dedicated, and he loved her for this and told her so "<strong>You're good Cassie, it's very hard for your Master to resist, as you do need my help in this, but, mmmmh, this Master loves the way you're doing the best and he loves his Cassie for trying and learning so dutifully, mmh, yes don't forget to suck and wet these big balls of mine, yes!</strong>" He was caressing her hair, breathing harder and harder, he didn't want to hide his pleasure. He pushed her suddenly away with a moan, "<strong>fuck Cassie, you Slave Slut, you wanted to drink my sperm or what?!</strong>' Her face was a beautiful mess and he kissed her.<br><br>Now it was time for her real entry into the world and he made her stand up.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 16:21:54</strong>
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				She had begun to think sucking cock wasn't so bad as her tongue twirled and licked as if tasting a melting Popsicle not wanting a drip to be lost. Of course when he wrapped up her hair on both sides of her head and shoved his dick down her throat she thought she may toss her cookies gagging and coughing, her eyes large as they watered and she took in a deep breath as he release her quickly.<br><br>As he praised her she couldn't help but smile sweetly at him and knew the words he would expect to hear. "Thank you Master." But then he pushed her back obviously not wanting to loose himself right then and there in her mouth. His next instruction was for her to stand, she wasn't sure what he was going to do but she stood up looking at him. She seemingly had begun to except her nudity before him now not even really noticing it any longer. <br><br>"Wha..t are you going to do with Cassie now?" she asked a bit hesitantly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 17:43:33</strong>
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				"<strong>Kiss Master first</strong>" - despite her heels he was still taller than her and he took her face between his hands, titled her slightly and gave her the most sensual and loving kiss she ever got from anyone, which, according to her file and what she said herself was not such a great feat, but he nevertheless put all his heart in this kiss. And when he sensed her legs were becoming like jelly, he placed his hands under her buttocks and gently lifted her until she had surrounded his waist with her legs. She was a bit scared but she could tell he was very strong and that he wouldn't lose his balance. With his fingers, he opened her pussy wider, so that its slit would sit and cover his cock, and he kissed her again with abandon, lightly balancing her hips back and forth so her pussy and clit would rub in the most erotic way against his powerful cock.<br><br>He knew few women would resist this treatment and the girl needed to cum, the perfect time for her to lose her virginity. He carried her in this fashion around the room, letting her kiss his face. "<strong>I love you my Cassie, please kiss your Master, give up everything, and just show him your thanks and love</strong>"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">He found the perfect table for her - </div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd395/TawneyThorn/Lookalikes%20and%20props/spider_chair3_zps769fdce9.jpg)</div></div></div><br>He could have her lie there comfortably, while still remaining a true slave. He attached her legs and feet, while kissing every part of her body "<strong>Your Master is crazy for you, he wants you so much, don't you want him Cassie?</strong>" He knelt down to give her pussy light kisses, but it was so wet, such an intoxicating fragrance, he knew teasing was over and he dig her furrows with his wet tongue and spit on her lips, before sucking them in his mouth and lapping her like a wild dog. "<strong>they're beautiful, Master is so lucky to kiss Cassie's lips for the first time! He is deeply honored and for once kneels in front of you</strong>" He had to be careful to not make her cum right now so he stood up, to rub her nipples against his fingers and he placed himself between her legs "<strong>Master will now make Cassie a woman and make her come, be fully awake Cassie, there is no turning back once you've become a woman</strong>"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 18:09:41</strong>
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				He was truly a pro at keeping her arousal high and her body would long for his touch now. Yes she felt great fear not only of where she was and what was happening or going to happen, but also the impending pain his thick cock would be bringing to that tight wet pussy of hers. Lifted up she eagerly wrapped her legs firmly around him. She felt so open to him like this, and his cock was like a heat seeking missile&nbsp; finding the warmth of her wet center and tempting it with its presence. Cassie was breathing in fast shaken breaths and her heart became more rapid as he placed her on the piece of equipment.<br><br>Her legs were spread wide and fastened to the cross between a chair and table. Her hands still taped behind her back and she was completely under his control. What she had never expected was has unbelievable it felt when he began licking and sucking at her pussy causing her to scream out in ecstasy. "Oh my god...oh god pl..ease..don't stop Uuuh" her body tensed as it attempted to seek more of this awe inspiring feeling he was bestowing upon her.<br><br>Cassie's pussy was pulsating with near orgasmic waves of pleasure and need. She was of course terrified when he told her he would now make her a woman. She wanted him to fuck her brains out while at the same time wanted to scream in protest. "No..no please I'm afraid. It..will hurt don't." she couldn't help it , it was a natural reaction to plead for him not to make his entrance .
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 22:35:14</strong>
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				He caressed her hair "<strong>Cassie has been so good, so courageous, she's so close to becoming a woman and acts now like a little girl, aren't you aware how women have done this since the dawn on time? But only a few have been lucky to actually do it with a true Master</strong>" he bent down and kissed her lips shut "<strong>shh shh... Cassie should trust Master, if there's one man who will make it as painless and pleasurable as can be it's him</strong>" he circled her clit with his midde finger "<strong>and you're gonna cum on Master's cock Cassie. I never did and will not lie to you</strong>" He kissed her, caressing her breast, belly, with deep soothing pressures, then approached his cock against her pussy, he rubbed the head in a circle opening the lips and entering the head slowly. He stayed there for a bit, to let her hole get used to the size, while pulling both nipples between two fingers, then rubbing them with thumbs. He pushed a bit more "<strong>can you feel how easily I get into Cassie's wet cunt?</strong>" he passed a finger where her pussy lips met his shaft and gathered some sticky juice and spread it where his shaft would enter her, then slowly pushed in, it forced a bit, he pulled back very slowly, then back inside, teasing her hole and getting it used to Master's tower of pleasure. She was wet, and close to cumming, so he pushed, and he felt a resistance, a membrane most likely, and he bent down to kiss her and move farther up in a firm stroke to break her hymen, then back, then back inside, she was so wet, blood wouldn't make any difference inside "<strong>Cassie's become a woman now</strong>", holding her hips, gently, he stopped inside, halfway, she was tight, her pussy was throbbing, he moved slowly, a bit back, a bit back in, a slow push and pull.<br><br>"<strong>It's done Cassie, you have nothing to fear anymore but to enter a new realm of endless pleasure</strong>", he bent down to kiss her again, he wanted to lick her tongue, <em>he felt her</em>, <em>he was inside her</em>, this no-longer virgin, this wet slut whose silly life was idly spent wasting away her beauty for a dime on the internet, he pushed a bit further, trying to control his movements, but getting more and more excited by the situation, he looked at her, she was beautiful and he felt her pussy throbbing again, he licked one cheek, he was feeling animal, he wouldn't push his shaft to the limit, but he wanted to, he had to be slow, he tightened his muscles and roared, he needed to be in control, not one of this virgin breakers. He was a Master. <br><br>And he fucked her slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 04:39:24</strong>
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				He was good at distracting her pain and giving her confidence so she didn't try to stop him. The pressure of him trying to push that big thing into that small hole was so weird to her, but it was when he popped his head through her that she squinted with a look of discomfort, it burned it hurt and it definitely didn't feel good. It seemed so wrong even though she knew sex was liked by nearly all even the women who all endured this. She took in a deep breath trying to stay relaxed and not tense which would make it all the more painful.<br><br>It was worse with each push but she held onto him and focused on his kisses. Somehow he was able to calm her fears and now this man was her first, that would mean something to her even if it did happen in a place like this he was still somehow loving and definitely gentle. One last push and he was through she screamed out as his manhood broke through her virginity. At that point the pain began to subside and there was pleasure and the pressure but that wasn't painful. "Thank you Master for making me a woman." she figured better thank him as it was better safe than sorry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 17:21:36</strong>
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				"<strong>Cassie, your words make my soul soar, soon you will feel how right you are</strong>" He bent down to kiss her with opened mouth, occupying her tongue and forcing her to adjust to his demanding kisses.<br><br>He didn't feel any drying inside, her wetness and his movements would easily wash the blood away and he just needed a few more minutes to get her stretched pussy and her scared mind forget about the physical tear, to replace her feelings of dread and pain with the ones of pleasure and submission. As soon he felt her inside less tense, he gently quickened his pace and left her mouth to find her neck and ear "<strong>Cassie's cunt well opened, you can feel Master's cock filling you completely, but you can also feel how lubricated your inside is, what does it tell about Cassie, does the pain make her wet? her Master's cock?</strong>" he moved a bit quicker, then stopped, contracting his muscle, enticing her aroused membranes to long for his gentle strokes. He went back to a steady rhythm and raised himself&nbsp; to watch his Slave. She was beautiful, and he did good job today with her, she was his now. He teased her nipples some more and caressed her belly down to her hairy mons, his fingers pushing the skin through her hair back and forth, exciting her clit even more and following his strokes.<br><br>"<strong>Can you feel it coming Cassie? Let yourself go and tell Master how good it is, you can ask him to go faster or slower</strong>"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 17:40:14</strong>
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				She had to admit the invasion of his cock stretching and pushing its way inside of her aching body was beginning to bring back her previous uncontrollable excitement. His dick taking over her body, it had the power of bringing such endless pleasure she reveled in the idea.&nbsp; "Master is making Cassie so wet again and her pussy feels so tightly stretched around his thick meat. Please Master fuck Cassie's pussy faster she is going to cum. <br><br>Cassie had never spoken so freely as if she were some wanting whore waiting for cum to fill her body. But he did something to her that left her wanting even more to amaze him. "Please don't let them sell me I want to stay here with you I don't want to go away."<br><br>She became quiet again gasping when his spoke dirty to her. "Faster please fuck me faster Cassie&nbsp; wants her Master to feel good and cum in her. Teach me more don't stop." she squealed out wildly moving her hips into his cock and fingers . "Yes mmmm yes yes thats good ye...ssss." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>24-11-2013, 14:26:56</strong>
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				"<strong>What a breakthrough Cassie, you're such a wonderful woman!</strong>" He seized her left breast and with his right slapped her nipple left and right. He accelerated his strokes, he would cum soon, despite his experience a young tight virgin pussy was hard to resist, he could almost let himself go at this point. "<strong>Your Master loves you Cassie, he will not let you go until you are ready to go, do not fear, he'll be here for you.</strong>" He didn't worry about her plea, more than anything, it was the proof that their bonding was there, in the flesh and the mind. She needed her Master as she should, what progress, how radiant was this young soul, any Master would be thrilled to have her, he also didn't want to think of their future partings as it would sadden him.<br><br>"<strong>You will cum only when I say so</strong>" he slapped her face, "<strong>that's a rule Cassie will obey</strong>", he fucked her harder and deeper, he was himself barely able to hold his orgasm now, "<strong>now, Cassie, now! cum on Master's cock, come my beautiful slave</strong>" he pinched her nipples and slapped her breast again, "<strong>fuck</strong>", he was screaming too, all the tension and excitation of this day accumulated in this mind-blowing orgasm that shook him from neck to spine, to scrotum, culminating in violent shoots filling the inside of this adorable woman, he panted against her "<strong>I love you Cassie, Master loves you!!</strong>"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>26-11-2013, 02:51:22</strong>
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				She couldn't deny some how some way he had gotten to her, and this felt good. His words only increased the pleasure she had begun to feel as his cock stretched and impaled her tight entrance. He told her not to cum and she had never been fucked before she wasn't even sure if she would know when it was coming or how to stop it if it did. But she was going to respond agreeing to his commands.<br><br>"Yes Master, Cassie will obey." the words were shaken as she felt him pick up the pace causing her to scream and shudder from the sheer size seizing her body. She heard him command her to cum but the next thing that gripped at her thoughts was the warm rush of his cum filling her body then gushing down her inner thighs. She squealed as she watched him tense and she could see how good it felt in his every move. <br><br>Once she was able to catch her breath she murmured out softly "Cassie loves her Master to." she wasn't sure if that was okay to say but she did it anyways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Francois De Rieu's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johnw42</strong> on <strong>26-11-2013, 14:15:18</strong>
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				Francois was shivering with pleasure, what a great orgasm it was, and what an awesome finishing touch to this day's session, ejaculating in such a lovely young lady. He loved his job.<br><br>He felt their sweat mixing on their skins, he licked her. She certainly did deserve her rest after such good work. "<strong>Master is very pleased to hear you say that. Did you come good Cassie?</strong>"<br><br>He raised himself and gently pulled his cock out of her vagina, white reddish goo escaped with him and fell on the table and the floor. He was surprised how much semen he had given her. He took a couple of towels to wipe his sweaty face then uncuffed her legs and broke the tape that was securing her hands. He massaged her wrists. "<strong>You really did good Cassie, you can be proud as I am of you, and can't you see what extraordinary first time you've had? Can you see the beauty of it? How intense and strong this was? Your Master is very happy, Cassie has been truly wonderful and I'm sure she'll very much enjoy the next days. Just do what I say, submit with pride, I know you can tell that you're experiencing an opportunity absolutely unique, that only a selected few young woman will ever experience.</strong>" <br><br>He kissed her tenderly, helped her sit and wiped her face and chest. "<strong>Now is the time for you to take a well deserved rest, go to the table and eat to your heart's content, I'll draw you a bath, then I will let you wash relax then go to sleep, in the room here of course.</strong>"<br>
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