Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)
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				Title: <strong>Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 23:23:43</strong>
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				Miss Shaw calmly walked about the college halls, only dim secuirty lights remained on now as all the students had gone home for the day and all the teachers were rapidly following suite. Her brown gaze watched the car park as it emptied out rapidly the same as it always did on a Friday evenin. All going out to celebrate the arrival of the weekend in their own fashion. She too would be celebrating the end of the week in her own fasion. A smile touching her lips before she heard a shuffeling sound coming from one of the not so empty class room. <br><br>"Good evening Miss Shaw."<br><br>She heard the odd raspy voice of the biology teacher as he slipped into his jacket and picked his suitcase up.<br><br>"Good evening Mr Kaminsky, I hope you have a lovely weekend."<br><br>"That I shall, I hope you do to."<br><br>The words barely leaving his mouth as he pushed his way through the doors and to his car. <em>"Another gone"</em> she thought to herself and fun indeed she would have. She knew the rest of the school was almost empty now the last of the cars had left bar her own of course. She moved to the doors while her heels struck the tiled floor, clacking loudly and sharply with each step she took. Once the doors were locked she moved back to her office quickly as she removed her jacket, opening a small door behind her desk she removed a long cane as well as a simple set of silver handcuffs. The smile returned as she listend quietly for the foot steps that she would soon hear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 23:41:29</strong>
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				Celia Rodgers walked nervously towards Mistress Shaw's office. "Oh my, oh my! How did I get myself into this!" She muttered. She had only graduated from Teacher Training College last year and this was her first post. Geography and Mathematics were an odd combination, but they were what she loved. And amazingly, at this particular college she managed to teach both. Maths as a primary subject and geography as a cover when one of the main teachers couldn't take a lesson.<br><br>Her sensible low healed shoes didn't make much noise on the hard tiled floor, but in the quiet of the deserted school her footsteps echoed down the hallway. She tapped on the door of her Mistress' office. <em>Why do I do this...?</em> She asked herself. But of course, the truth was, she loved it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 23:50:23</strong>
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				The smile that touched Miss Shaw's lips turned bemused as she heard the faint knock. She knew of course who stood outside and why. She also knew what the teacher was thinking by now. It had been several months since these extra lessons had began and they were still learning each other. <br><br>"Come in!"<br><br>Her tone was sharp, demanding and commanding. She flexed the cane between both hands before tapping the tip of it against the heel of her shoe as she waited. She stood there in a comfortable blouse that the buttons were open just enough to reveal the top of a large cleavage, a dark brown tweed appearing skirt followed her body down to just above her knees while black tights clung to her knees, to her small ankles and around her delicate feet. Until the point of picking up the cane she would have appeared like every other Head Mistress. Though now the cane itself spoke of her in another way, ther way she held it assured any that may have seen her of being well practiced with it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 00:26:18</strong>
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				Celia timidly opened the door, brushing a stray lock of her long red hair out of her face. The&nbsp; rest of it was curled up into a "Janeway" style bun. But she was nothing like her heroine from the Voyager series. Small and freckled, with a less than adequate bust in her own mind. <br><br>She stepped inside the room and took in her Mistresses demeanour. "You sent for me Headmistress?" She asked timidly, even though it was just a part of the game. <br><br>Sweat had begun to dampen the armpits of her high-necked white blouse. She smoothed her skirt, also mid-calf and tweed, nervously, eyeing the cane. Her glasses misted slightly from her perspiration.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 00:37:19</strong>
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				Miss Shaw openly, sexually admired the petite , freckled red head from the other side of the desk. She now appeared calmed and centred. Was it nto for the cane between her fingers and the cuffs on the desk it would have appeared to any that it was a normal teachers meeting. Without looking behind her she half turned to close the blind along her office window as she turned back she suddenly let the cane snap against the hard wood of the desk. <br><br>"Indeed I did and you are late girl!"<br><br>In fact Celia had arrived only a few seconds late but none the less this minor excuse could be used as Miss Shaw wished, not that she needed it in truth Celia appeared willing without the reasons behind her punishment but this was part of the game. <br><br>"What have I said about you being late in the past?"<br><br>She took smooth, graceful steps towards Celia, the cane lifting high in the air but comes down softly as Miss Shaw brushes only the tip along the length of her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 01:17:44</strong>
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				"I.. I'm sorry Mistress... I... was stopped by a pupil... she was late handing in an assignment... I... It was my fault, Mistress, I should have made her give it to me in class. I... deserve to be p... p... punished!"<br><br>Celia flinched away from the cane. She had noticed the handcuffs too. She began to feel hot and wet between her legs in anticipation of what was to come. <em>No, no no... I should just run, I should tell the governor, or the pta, or.... the supervisor.</em> She tormented herself with these thoughts. The pain that was to come both repelled her and attracted her.<br><br>Why had she allowed the headmistress to even start this torture? She knew, of course... They had seen a mutual need in each other the moment they met. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 01:27:02</strong>
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				Miss Shaw smiled at the stuttering Ceila before her. The tip of the cane continuing to stroke along the length of her neck towards her jaw then pressed tighter against her skin. Lifting her head up to face the ceiling like one would a horse, Miss Shaw did not care how much pressure it took to have Celia do the simple task as she reached with her other hand to grasp the handcuffs by the chain that ran between them. The handcuffs themselves brushed against each other a light tinging sound seeming to fill the air despite it's truly small sound. <br><br>"To my desk girl and be sure to remove your out fit correctly this time. I do not wish to find a item of your clothing after you have left as I did last time."<br><br>As she spoke she broke the canes contact against Celia's skin sharply and suddenly as she walked away from her. Though she did not know of Celias thoughts her mind briefly cast back to when they had first met. At Celia's interview. The shy mouse quickly catching her attention and awaking something she had thought had been put out of use and to disrepair. She tapped the tip of the cane lightly against the windowsill as she folded her arms across her front, waiting for Celia to move and do as she was told.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 09:25:43</strong>
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				Celia swallowed hard as the tip of the cane pushed up under her jaw. That hurt, and she didn't like it, but she knew from experience that Mistress wouldn't do it for long. She tipped her head back as far as she could to avoid as much of the pain as possible. <em>Why don't I just tell her to fuck off? Why don't I quit? I could make it so she never worked again, I could have her sent to prison!</em>&nbsp; "Ow!" The soft exclamation was involuntary as the cane's tip flicked off her chin, scraping the skin.<br><br>"Y.. yes Mistress." Celia carefully unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her soft, white silk bra. She folded the the blouse carefully, placing it on the chair beside Mistress' desk Her skirt next, revealing matching white panties and a suspender belt that supported her sheer black stockings.&nbsp; She folded the skirt onto the blouse. Her shoes she placed under the chair, then bent to roll off her stockings. She carefully rolled each one up and placed it in a shoe. The mistake she had made last time - well, not her mistake as such - was leaving her stockings where Mistress could grab them and use them to tie her with.<br><br>And she had left in such a hurry that she had forgotten one of them... That is, she had forgotten to ask Mistress for it back. The games were fun. She couldn't help it. She loved the wat Mistress was able to twist things around and make them <em>her</em> fault. Just like her mother had.<br><br>She quickly suppressed that line of thought.Her bra and panties joined the rest of her clothes and she stood naked for a moment, allowing Mistress to feast her eyes on the soft ginger bush that covered her mound and those pale pink and orange spotted orbs, that Celia felt were far too small, but were in fact a respectable c-cup.<br><br>She sighed softly in aticipation and climbed onto Mistress' desk, kneeling there and putting her hands behind her back. <em>Why do I do this so willingly? I hate this.... No you don't you love it! Yes, I know, I love it. But it huuuuurts!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 13:35:03</strong>
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				Shaw watched&nbsp; silently as Celia undressed, piled her clothing tidily and climbed onto the desk, occasionally her tongue flicking along her bottom lip in anticipation as her eyes open traveled along the young teachers frame. It had taken time for ehr to understand a lot of what she enjoyed, she knew to most degree how far she could push Celia and how far was too far. Though was Celia brazenly naughty her limits would be pushed roughly.<br><br>One she was sat on the desk as comfortably as possible Miss Shaw moved towards her, bringing the tip of the cane to stroke lightly along the females spine, from the nape of her neck to the lower back then back up again. She brought her mouth to hover lightly above Celia's shoulder, her warm breath brushing over her bare skin.<br><br>"Open your mouth girl."<br><br>She ordered bringing the cane up ready to press it between her teeth, the hand cuffs tapping lightly against the desk behind her, almost like the ticking of a clock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 14:43:54</strong>
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				Celia shivered. She wasn't that cold, although goosebumps were beginning to show on her arms a little. But that soft stroke of the cane up and down her back sent a tingle of electric anticipation through her. She couldn't resist a smile as Mistress' warm breath caressed her bare shoulder. Her nipples hardened, partly from the slight chill in the air but mostly from anticipation of the pain to come. And between her tightly clamped thighs, the wetness was beginning to warm her up.<br><br><em>Oh god oh god oh god, what am I doing...!</em> She kept her mouth clamped shut and shook her head. "Mmm-mm!" <em>Idiot. What are you doing? You'll make it worse. Just do as she says. Open you mouth, hold the god-damned cane for her while she cuffs you. Don't make her angry!</em> Still she kept her mouth clamped tightly shut.<br><br><em>Oh no.... what is wrong with me... Why do I ... like this so much? I hate it. How can I hate it and love it at the same time.</em><br><br>Stubbornness prevailed over cowardice, because it was secretly backed up by anticipation of enjoyment. Celia's mouth stayed shut.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 14:55:06</strong>
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				Her face currently hidden from Celia's a faint flicker of amusement showed in her eyes, as one eye brow rose high into her forehead. Her mouth moved closer to Celia's shoulder at first her lips brushing along the skin in the gentlest of kisses as she gave Celia chance to change her mind and part her mouth though seeing the shake of the females head she saw she was determined to be punished once more. <br><br>"A shame...."<br><br>She whispered quietly giving a good pretense to being disappointed before rising sharply, the handcuffs dropped loudly to the desk as she released them. Her free hand moved to grasp the nape of Celia's hair pulling her head back wards sharply to look at the ceiling while the tip of the cane rested against one hardened nipple. It stroked back and forth lightly almost tenderly though currently it was a veiled hint as to what would lie ahead if Celia did not open her mouth.<br><br><br>"Open your mouth girl, I will not tell you a third time."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 15:43:37</strong>
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				The kiss was tempting, but Celia had made up her mind. She <em>wanted</em> this. The pain was something she needed. And although she knew it would come anyway, this extra rebelliousness on her part simply made sure that it would be brutal. <em>Nononoooooo! No I <strong>don't</strong> want it. I don't. Open your stupid fucking mouth, girl.</em> Her jaw set and she kept her lips firmly together.<br><br>Her hair was yanked back and she sucked air in sharply through her nose, almost gasping in pain. The bun came undone and her long rusty locks dropped out, spilling down across her back almost to her waist. The flicking of the cane against her nipple was... <em>good!</em> It didn't actually hurt, not yet, but it was uncomfortable and that made the nipple harden and swell.<br><br>Mistress gave her the ultimatum and Celia's face lost what little colour it had, even her freckles turning a creamy grey. <em>no no no, oh god oh god, what am I doing? This is not me! This is so fucking stupid, why do I let her do this to me? I hate it I love it I want her to HUUUURT me!</em> She looked mistress in the eye, blinked, and shook her head, her mouth clamped shut like a six year old with a plate of spinach!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 20:21:33</strong>
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				"So be it girl, but remember at the end of the night and the morning. You had the chance to change your mind and be obedient."<br><br>With her last word barely stated the crop rose in the air approximately ten inches above her breast before coming down sharply and swiftly against her pale skin. A light pink line forming at the bite of the cane as it rose and fell again this time closer to the nipple, each strike causing a line of colour to form along the abused skin. Despite Celia's hair falling free Shaw continued to keep her grasp on it , only briefly releasing the hold to grab again against the scalp and pull her head back further , just enough to push on the borders of a uncomfortable angle.&nbsp; Her gaze locked onto Celia's as she watched for her to open her mouth in an admission of submission, the cane starting to come down the outer side of her waist, each strike a little harder and sharper than before. The sounds becoming loud enough to be heard through the door and carrying a little along the hallway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 21:19:25</strong>
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				Celia nodded briefly in response to Mistress' admonition that it was her own choice to disobey, a short nod because it pulled her hair. The first blow brought a squeak through her clamped lips. The second a louder squeak. The blow on the very edge of her nipple brought tears to her eyes, but still she refused. she met Mistress' gave steadily, her green eyes bright with tears and something else. <em>Ow, ow, ow, I am such a moron... Why don't I just open my mouth? Ow oh gods that hurts, FUCK that hurts!</em> Her mouth stayed shut and the blows moved to her side. She flinched away from the first one, involuntarily, and then steeled herself for the next. To flinch was to invite further punishment, she knew. <br><br>Eeach successive blow brought a louder squeal from between her lips. But she was determined. She wanted... <em>Damn it... Why do I want her to do that? FUCK! OW! I mean that is going to AHH! hurt even more!</em> She squirmed slightly. and spread her legs a little, the juices from her slit escaping and trickling down her inner thighs. <em>Please notice, mistress</em>, she pleaded silently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 21:46:32</strong>
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				Celia may feel Shaw appear to shake her head behind her as she suddenly let her hair drop to the desk releasing her head from the uncomfortable position though it was not for long. Placing the cane between her legs she knelt down as she suddenly grasped and pulled the tips of Celias hair sharply backwards and down, now not seeming to care whether Celia moved with or against her. She parted the girls long hair into two then tied them in a firm knot around one of the desk drawer handles. No matter how much she may pull against them the draws themselves only opened so far before locks prevented them from being pulled out on to the floor. The drawer was currently locked properly as that was her toy drawer. Standing back up she walked around the desk to stand in front of Celia glaring down at her angrily. Her eyes bright at her girls disobedience , her head rose and fell as she took this time to look over her once more and seeing the show of arousal along the girls skin she smiled. The brightness in her eyes fading to a icy clarity of calmness once more.<br><br>She moved the cane up between her legs. letting the tip trail along Celia's thighs, through several of the liquid tracks that showed her disobedience for what it was.&nbsp; Once the tip glistened with her own juices she brought the tip to rest against Celia's mouth, with extreme grace she painted the girls lips with her own excitement then dropped the cane to rest against her pussy lips. Lightly tapping against them.<br><br>"I see my girl is enjoying being disobedient and enjoying her punishment so far. Perhaps a little too much I believe. "<br><br>With that she brought the cane away from Celia's body with a swing not too dissimilar to that of a grand fathers clock sway then back sharply though awkwardly catching the aroused lips and clit.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 22:33:21</strong>
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				Celia was not expecting her hair to be jerked back like that and it was all she could do not to shriek in pain as her head was jerked back. Her hair wasn't long enough for her to maintain the kneeling position, and she was forced to place her hands flat on the desk top or fall backwards onto the floor. <br><br><em>Ooooow! Fuck, I went to far, the crazy bitch is going to kill me! Open your damn mouth, girl, give her what she wants. But she wants to punish me as much as I want to be punished, so I am giving her what she wants.</em> The love in her eyes as she gazed calmly and resolutely at the Mistress was almost tangible, as if her pupils had changed to pink hearts. And when Mistress tapped her sex with the cane she moaned softly. "Mmmm". Her tongue flicked out involuntarily and was quicly pulled back in but not before she had tasted her own juices. She loved that taste, but not as much as... "OW!" The blow to her sex brought a cry of pain from her lips at last. "Oh, Mistress, I'm s...sorry I d...disobeyed you. P ..please, p ..punish me m...more so I won't d...do it again?" She gasped, tears, streaming down her cheeks.<br><br>The pain was exquisite and delicious. <em>Ooooh that hurts, that is so fucking good.</em> The next blow landed harder and she yelped louder. "Yeeep!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 23:07:38</strong>
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				Shaw smiled almost coldly as she watched her girl moan and writhe, her words causing flickers of flame to dance from her loins and outwards working through her system.<br><br>"But it would appear you are enjoying the punishments a little too much girl. How will you learn to obey me if your wishing me to punish you? "<br><br>Her words like a soft breeze as Shaw moved closer to her now bringing her lips against Celia's right ear as the cane struck again this time more smartly onto the clit while her free hand reached to grasp Celia's closest nipple. Her finger tips nipping into the sensitive, hardened flesh.<br><br>"Perhaps what I should do is make you dress, drive you home and let you consider you actions shall not always gain you the punishment you desire."<br><br>Though it was to Shaw a empty threat it was not one she had , had to use before on Celia as she felt her curiosity grow over how she would react to this new punishment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 00:03:03</strong>
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				Celia yelped at the blow, then sighed as her nipple was tweaked painfully. And then the words of her mistress fell like bombshells. "What? Oh... Please, no, mistress.... I... I can't help enjoying it. I hate it but I love it and I want you to stop and I want you to beat me to a bloody pulp, and I ... Oh please, don't leave me?" She burst into tears, twisting her head to bury her face in Mistress' belly, the only part she could reach with her hair tied to the draw handle. "p... please?" She sobbed. "I'll do what you tell me, honest?"<br><br>Part of her mind watched, dispassionately, from somewhere outside herself. <em>You pathetic little cunt! What on earth are you? The evil bitch offers you a way out and you break down and cry like a baby!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 00:18:25</strong>
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				Shaw finds the reaction far more powerful than she had expected. As she feels Celia place her head against her stomach and the almost sobbing sounds from her she places her free hand gently on the top of her head. Stroking her hair gently almost affectionately. for long moments before lowering her head to rest against Celia's neck.<br><br>"Let us see then what you can truly obey my girl, my orders or your own desires. Lay back and do as you have been told."<br><br>With that stated Shaw breaks the physical contact completely stepping away from the desk to see Celia compose herself and do has she been ordered. She cared for her girl completely but this disobedience could not be tolerated when she was wishing for a punishment. She felt it time to teach her, her next lesson in this game when she was ready and settled. While she waited she tidied her brunette hair back, straightening the bob that came down to her shoulder.s, the tips curving in slightly to brush against the side of her neck as she moved. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 00:39:04</strong>
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				((OOC - weren't we supposed to have a third player? Not that I'm complaining, love, but I just thought this was a three-way not a one-on-one!))<br><br>Celia stifled her sobs and lay back as instructed. She wiped a tear away and opened her mouth as wide as she could.<br><br><em>Oh god, you pathetic little whore</em>, her mind told her, "You refuse to do what she wants to make her beat you, then when she threatens to stop beating you you give in? You are pathetic!<em></em><br><br>((In case you're wondering, I haven't quite decided yet whether she is verging on schizophrenic, or just has an active imagination that puts words into her head in her own voice. I do have a back-story scenario in mind for the former though...))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 00:59:53</strong>
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				((I know and waiting for her to step in as and when she wishes to as for the latter...well sure it shall be fun to find out.))<br><br>As Celia opened her mouth the cane was instantly placed between her lips and left there. Celia already knew by now to keep the cane held or risk further punishment and the way she had been behaving tonight had given Shaw many reasions to push her to her limits and beyond. She lifted the handcuffs from the desk and brought Celia's hands together to rest on her stomach. With ease and two clicks later Celia felt the cold metal bind her hands together that now along with her bound hair prevented her from escaping the office. Moving back to her drawer of toys a faint click was heard as Shaw opened the drawer, It slid with ease almost silently then she reached in and grasped a delicate appearing set of nipple clamps. The chain binding the two was thin and extremely shiny though surprisingly strong it was when the clamps were looked at that Celia would have began to get nervous. Each clamp was surrounded by a set of small , sharp metal teeth. A small twist-able knob that rested on the top of each clamp suggested that they could be loosened or tightened depending on the owners whim.&nbsp; <em>"When you wake up tomorrow my girl, you shall be extremely grateful it is a Saturday..for you won't wish to wear anything against the senstive flesh of yours. "</em> Grasping one nipple between her fore finger and thumb she gently squeezed it and scratched the tip of her thumb nail along it until it was completely hard then placed the first clamp on the teasing flesh. Shethen turned her attention to the other nipple though this time leaning over Celias body to take the nipple into her mouth, briefly nipping down while she suckled at the tender nub. Parting her mouth she placed the second clamp in place then squeezed then both at the same time sharply forcing the teeth into her skin though not breaking through the skin.<br><br>She picked the cane up from Celias mouth beforewalkign to stand between her open legs. <br><br>"Now let your proper punishments begin shall we. <br><br>Seconds later Shaw started to cane the poor girls inner thighs, putting as much strength into each strike as she could. The loud snapping sound of leather against flesh clearly heard now through the even closed door. The cane moved in various directions to prevent Celia from being able to predict her next move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherry Bloodrayne</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 01:21:00</strong>
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				(I will try to step in now.. Can't say it will be wrote the greatest. My characters name for this rp is Amanda.)<br><br>After Amanda handed in her homework to her teacher she went walking about the school. She was told to go see the headmistress after school was out for the day. She walked out of the classroom and shut the door behind her.&nbsp; "<em>I wonder what I did THIS time!"</em> she thought to herself. She turned to the right side and down another hallway. She was getting closer to the office of which she was told to go to. <br><br>She knocked on the office door, she stood for afew minutes with no answer from anyone. She decided to turn the knob slowly. <em>I wonder what will happen if I go in there..</em> she thought. She turned the knob finally and didn't see a single person in the office. Amanda noticed that the door to the headmistresses office was closed. Amanda wished to go in and just see her. <em>I hope I don't get in trouble AGAIN.. </em> she whined to herself. <br><br>Amanda walked up to the door knob and sighed <em>I am in for the worse.. I am fucking failing this class and am probably going to be dropped out of this college. </em> she said while sighing even more.<br>This was the 6th time this school year she was told to go see the headmistress after school was over. <br>Amanda turned the knob and then looked around. She then noticed the headmistress and another teacher having sexual intercourse -- or what seemed like sexual intercourse. <br><br>(I am going to end it here and wait for your roleplay responses)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 14:57:21</strong>
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				Several moments passed before Shaw noticed the open door and figure in the half shadows from the hallway.<em> "Who in the world, I had no meetings planned." </em> She glanced at the large clock that hung on the wall above a large in built cupboard seeing the large hand point at twelve and the small pointing at the six it was certainly beyond her time for meetings unless certain event's and this was certainly not a night for such. She moved towards the open door, the shifted to wrap about her wrist from a loop of leather. <br><br>"You know it is considered rude to stare."<br><br>She said to the shadow coldly until she had moved close enough to be able to pin point enough detail to know who was observing. Her mind quickly going over the various details of the student that stood stock still. "This I can work to my advantage."<br><br>"Ah Amanda. I was wondering when I would have to see you next. Do come in girl."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 23:12:33</strong>
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				Celia clamped her teeth hard on the cane, hoping it would be left there for at least a while. It gave her something to bite on. Like in the old days before anaesthetics... She had already placed her hands together on her belly, knowing mistress would want to place the cuffs on her.<br><br>She paled as Mistress brought out the nipple clamps. <em>Oh god, no, not those, please not....AHHHH!</em> "MMMPH!" She moaned as ther first nipple was teased to full erection and the clamp applied. <em>Noooo, that's too gentle, It doesn't hurt like that, make it tighterrrrAHHHH! God that's nice!</em> A louder moan escaped her as Mistress sucked the other nipple, teasing it with her teeth. The clamp went on and Celia tensed. "MMMMNGGGHHH!!!!" Her teeth bit into the leather, leaving slight marks as the clamps tightened. <br><br>Mistress put a hand on the cane and Celia grudgingly released it. At the blows fell on her thighs and cunt, she twitched and yelped. The pain was enormous and she loved it. But she realised something else. It was humiliating to have her hair tied like that, but even more humiliating to have admitted to Mistress that she couldn't bare to be taken home unpunished. The fact that this would have been a worse punishment than any amount of pain was the worst thing she had ever had to admit to anyone, least of all herself.<br><br>And, she realised, she loved the feeling.<br><br>Mistress stopped spanking her suddenly. Celia's whimpers died away as Mistress moved to the door. <br><br>She turned her head as the girl came in. "Oh crap. Amanda? You really need to do better in class. I mean, your last Maths assignment... It was terrible!" She couldn't help it. The submissive had gone and the teacher was back in charge. "Leibnitz notation is dy/dx, not Newtonian, for starters. I do try to help you but if you make no effort to read the text properly..." She paused as Misstress and Amanda both looked at her in a really odd way. <em>You realise they don't see a maths teacher, they see a silly whore who's tied to a desk and being beaten?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 00:15:05</strong>
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				((Unfortunately real life issues have risen for Cherry Bloodrayne and she will be stepping down from this role play currently until real life issues are sorted and she returns.))<br><br>Just seconds before Celia actually silenced herself Shaw was rising her hand to bring the cane down against the desk, the target point just next to Celia's head to render her silent though as she appeared to regain control over her mouth and brain Shaw's hand lowered back to her side though the cane struck her thigh with a whap sound as hint enough. She turned her gaze back to Amanda to find that the door way stood empty and the faint sound of rapidly moving foot steps echoed down the hall. For a moment she felt the urge to run after her and some how stop her but that sensation passed. Amanda was in Shaws opinion intelligent enough to realize what current hold she could have over the pair of them if she thought about it long enough. <em>"She will come back...she needs to."</em> She thought to herself as a smile touched her lips. "..<em>and when she does I shall turn it to my advantage...."</em><br><br>She turned her attention back to Celia as she closed the office door once more but left the blinds that covered the small window open to be able to see Amanda's return with ease.&nbsp; She moved firmly back towards the desk, her thoughts carefully hidden from Celia until Celia could feel the tip of the cane press against her clit sharply Shaws free hand scooped down to grasp the chain that binded the clamps giving it a sharp tug.<br><br>"You certainly have to learn when to keep your mouth shut my girl!"<br><br>Her tone turning sharp, angered and holding a slight tone of disappointment in her girls easy switch between pet and teacher, making her come across seemingly the fool. The tip of the cane pressed tighter against her clit painfully so while Shaw continued to tug almost cruelly on poor Celia's tormented nipples though the attention stopped almost as soon as it started as Shaw walked arounf the desk. She settled herself down comfortably on her chair, moving it forward she sat between Celia's open legs. A playful smile touched her lips as she looked down on thepretty teacher.<br><br>"No matter what happens next girl. Until I say so you are not to make ANY noise. If you do the punishment you shall receive will be severe. Do you understand?"<br><br>Before Celia could even nod her head in response or answer yes Shaw lowered her empty hand to rest above her mound then slid it down wards. Her fore finger parting the girls lips while Shaw leaned forward. Her mouth coming to a stop teasingly close to Celia's pussy lips. Her warm breath felt along the senstive skin while her finger started to tease her clit with gentle flicks. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 21:05:42</strong>
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				Celia nodded miserably. "Yes Mistress". She knew she had just made an utter fool of herself. And worse, this would probably be all over the campus by tomorrow. And, knowing her luck, Mistress would come out of it squeaky clean and Celia would lose her job! Not that she wanted it the other way. <em>And why the fuck not? It should be the other way. She should be the one about to lose her job, not me!</em><br><br>And then the tip of the cane poked her clit and Mistress yanked at the chain on her nipples and she squealed softly. <em>Oh god that feels good it fucking hurts!</em><br><br>At Mistress' admonition to not make another sound, she widened her eyes and nodded, then forced herself to breath in sharply through her nose, suppressing the gasp of pleasure. <em>Oh god oh god oh god, what is she going to do to me? She's going to make me cum and she know's I'm always noisy when I cum. O shit shit shit!</em><br><br>Celia had finally realised, albeit a little late, that trying to earn greater punishments by disobedience was actually counter productive. There was a limit to how much pain Mistress could inflict on her after all. Instead, she realised that the greater pain was emotional and was to be had by trying to obey the most humiliating commands. So, as Mistress flicked at her clit, she squirmed slightly, keeping her legs as wide open as possible, and bit hard onto her tongue. This would have been so much easier if Mistress had simply gagged her! <em>Oh jeze, now you want her to gag you? take away your only way out? You are pathetic!</em><br><br>Her juices began flowing steadily, making a sticky puddle on Mistress' desk. She could feel the hot, wetness trickling past her anus and down her cheeks. She wondered if Mistress would make her clean it up and how... And this thought simply made her even wetter.<br><br>She tried to concentrate on something else. <em>Home work... Next week's home work assignments. Let's see... Integrating logarithms... OOOOH gods, that's so good, mustn't make a sound....</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 21:42:28</strong>
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				Shaw had briefly contemplated gagging the girl but then she decided that would make the way to be silence so much easier and this was about self control. Her finger continuing to flick against her clit several times before slowing and then stopping entirely. She placed her cane over Celia's stomach so the tip rested between her breasts and beneath the chain that bound the nipple clamps. She then grasped the chain again tugging on it sharply while she twirled the metal between her fingers at the same time. This causing the breasts to rise and the nipples to twist at the same time once the twirling had spread along the chain and to the clamps themselves. Also as she twirled the chain became shorter bringing the breasts closer together as the clamps tightened at the same time against her sensitive nipples. <br><br>Her other hand had moved during this time to Celia's left inner thigh, gentle strokes in a familiar sensitive spot then with a almost cruel smile the stroke became a scratch with the tip of her thumb nail and before she could accustom tot he pain a stroke again, these alternations becoming rapid but longer lasting and unpredictable to prevent Celia's from being able to fall into a pattern and predicting her next move.&nbsp; Her gaze was set on Celia's face in a knowing look expecting her to make a noise part of her wishes to fail , part of her hoping she did not. <br><br>Her gaze watched Celia's eyes to see how they reacted, to see if they dilated, or changed color as her arousal and perhaps frustration grew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 22:19:42</strong>
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				Celia clamped her jaw shut as her nipples were pulled and twisted. The pain and pleasure were so closely intertwined that she was no longer able to distinguish between them. <em>Ohhhhhh this is so gooood it hurts so much!</em> The other part of her mind chided her <em>If you scream she'll stop doing it and probably let you go home. That's what she said she'd do to punish you. Just scream!</em><br><br>The stroking and scratching on her inner thigh made her foot twitch, then her knee jerked, uncontrollably. <em>Thank the gods and powers that she didn't tell me not to move too!</em> Celia managed a rational thought. from the one part of her mind that was still a dispassionate observer to her torment. And the first part, the submissive part, simply stated <em>I don't waaaaaaant... her to stooooop!</em><br><br>She gazed back into Mistress' cold, hard eyes, and saw the expectation of failure, saw the look that said <em>I want you to fail</em>, and at the same time, the slight softening that hoped she would not. That part... That was the part of Mistress that she had fallen in love with. The part that wanted her to pass these painful tests, and give her a reward at the end.<br><br>To that part of Mistress, Celia managed a smile and a slight nod. The taste of blood was in her mouth and she swallowed, thene carefully, carefully unclamped her tongue from between her teeth. That almost got a whimper where her determination would not allow anything Mistress did to produce one. She knew she would be talking funny for a while.<br><br>Her breath became shorter and harder and her eyes indeed dilated, the pupils grown so wide that Mistress was nothing but a silhouette with two burning eyes of her own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 23:56:10</strong>
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				She saw the nod and the smile though made no comment or reaction to either. Holding her ground firmly as she relinquished her hold on the chain for it to fall heavily and freely back to Celia's chest. The pain instantly easing though her nimble fingers climbed in small steps to Celia's right nipple stroking it gently in small circles before turning the small knob at the side to tighten the hold of the clamp and the pressure of the toothed metal digging further into her tender skin. Once satisfied her hand walked to the other nipple, gently teasing it to ease the pain before placing more on it sharply with a tight twist on the knob that brought the teeth closer together. <br><br>"You are doing well girl."<br><br>She trailed her finger tips along Celia's stomach then along to her hip. Her fingers starting to skim over the part of the bone that could be felt under the skin. Leaning further forward Celia could feel the tips of her hair starting to tickle her inner thighs lightly while Shaw tongue started to slide out between her moist lips. The tip of her tongue only just brushing along one of the folds before she pulled back suddenly as if she had forgotten something. She rose from her chair moving to her cupboard she opened a single drawer with a small silver key. She rummaged about inside it a moment before pulling a toy out from it's depths. A sthe toy came into light it at first looked to be a large metal bullet. With a light movement of her finger a very light buzz sound filled the air. Returning to her chair she placed the toy against Celia's clit lightly as it vibrated against her clit she once more lowered her head. Teasingly close for her breath once more to be felt before finally firmly bringing her tongue against the lower part of Celia's wet folds and upwards.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 01:13:06</strong>
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				Celia let out a deep breath, un-aspirated, as the pressure on her nipples eased. <em>Ahhhhh, that is better, no, I want more I want her to do it more.... UHHHN!</em> She drew it in again sharply - almost a gasp, but... not quite. <em>Too tight, to tight, no, no, not the other one... MMMM That's so good!</em> She blinked hard to clear the tears from her eyes so she could see Mistress.<br><br>She smiled pathetically and lifted her cuffed hands slightly off her belly in acknowledgement of the complement.<br><br>She almost blew it though, as those evil fingertips trailed across her ticklish bellybutton. She squirmed slightly and ground her teeth together to stop from squealing. <em>Ohhhhhh, this is so good. Why has she never tortured me like this before? I want this every time! You pathetic looser, you realise she won't stop until you make a noise? You can't win this one. You will lose. No I will pass this test. I will. She will push me beyond my limits and my limits will grow and my love for her will grow, and sooner or later she will... No! I won't go there! That is not something I will even dream about! Because YOU know it's never going to happen. It might... Never. <strong>It MIGHT!</strong></em><br><br>Celia's argument with herself distracted her from what her mistress was doing to her, The vibrator touched her clit and caught her by surprise and she jerked her hips upwards, a soft hiss of breath escaping through her clenched teeth. She hoped Mistress had not heard it above the sound of the vibrator. But then, Mistress did something impossible. As her tongue touched Celia's cunt, the poor girl climaxed, her juices squirting out over Mistress' face.<br><br>But the only sound to escape her was a soft, stifled "<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">nnt</span>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 01:36:49</strong>
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				Even as Shaw had been moving around, lowering her head and enjoying the silent torment of her girl she kept a close eye on how her face moved, her eyes changed and as much detail about her as possible that she could gain and retain. She had noticed what appeared to be a wistful look mixed with almost day dreamy glaze until the vibrator placed against her sensitive skin brought her back out of her reverie. As her tongue moved against Celia's skin she was almost caught off guard by the sudden sensation of liquid catching her chin, lips and cheeks. She was sure she had heard a faint noise from Celia but it had been too silent and muffled to say for certain that it was not her own imagination. <br><br>Slowly rising from her chair again leaving the throbbing vibrator flat against Celia's sensitive area she stalked around the table, a almost predatory shift to her walk. She stopped as she reached the other side standing over Celia. Looking down at her with a overly strict thinning of the eyes she allowed a couple of the drops of Celia's juices drip onto her forehead purposely moving her chin to make them do so. One hand reached down slipping behind Celia's head tot he back of her neck lifting her head upwards until her hair was pulled taunt. Bringing herself forward she brought her lips firmly against Celia's pressing the taste of her own juices against her skin, not giving her time to truly catch a breath as she slipped her tongue between those sweet lips. At the back of Celia's head her thumb began to move over the nape of her skin with the tip of her nail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 02:23:01</strong>
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				Celia's climax was barely over when Mistress moved. The vibrator stayed and a small "aftershock" shook her body, but this time she managed to suppress the sound before it left her throat. Mistress stood over her and she blinked involuntarily as her own juices splashed onto her forehead. Celia smiled up, pleading with her eyes to be allowed to scream in ecstasy. <br><br>The next best thing, though was to be kissed. Her hair pulled painfully at her scalp and Mistress' thumbnail threatened to open a painful gash at the base of her skull, but the pressure there was so erotic that she climaxed again, weakly, as she sucked hard on Mistress' tongue. <em>At last, a gag!</em> The thought almost made her giggle, and she caressed that wonderful tongue with her own, tasting herself on it and relishing it - although when she had first been forced to drink her own juices she had almost been sick.<br><br><em>I love you, Mistress. I wish I could tell you that. But I can't. Not right now, because you forbade me to speak, but I don't have the courage to tell you anyway, except by my actions. Perhaps trying to satisfy your desire to punish wasn't what I should have done... perhaps I should be your willing slave, do everything you say without hesitation? Perhaps then you will love me back?</em> For once the other voices in her head were silent, as if they agreed. <br><br>Celia returned the kiss as passionately as she could, straining against her ow hair, despite the pain, to try and get Mistress' tongue deeper in her mouth. A random thought occurred - <em>I'm going to have to stop using that Loreal shampoo. My hair is much to strong!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 14:34:28</strong>
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				Shaw kissed Celia back passionately for a brief moment a brief sight of what she felt within for the young woman was almost clearly on show but then she pulled back instantly as that realization occurred to her with a faint groan she lightly nipped Celia's lower lip between her teeth, dragging the edge of them to the thin skin then releasing with a sharp tug. Her nipples started to show them selves through the fabric of her blouse while her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. <br><br>"A lot better my girl."<br><br>She inhaled deeply as she breathed in the scent of Celia's arousal and climax that touched the office air. Leaning down slightly she freed Celia hair, her fingers deftly stroking through her girls&nbsp; mane of hair until she had combed out the tangles and knots. Rising back to her feet she walked back around the large desk once more grasping Celia's handcuffed hands to pull her to a sitting position then off the desk with a firm tug, not caring if Celia's juices spread out over the desk or what happened to the vibrator or cane as they fell to the floor with two thumps. A smile touched her lips as she brought Celia to face the desk abruptly. The brief moment of caring gone as she brought the hand to the back of Celia's neck and forced her to bend forward til her head was just half a inch above the desk. <br><br>"Clean up the mess you have made Celia."<br><br>Keeping her hand on the back of her head she stopped behind her, her hips bumping into her behind deliberately checking Celia's balance&nbsp; before lowering her free hand to the slight curve of her rear to her back. Her fingers lightly tapping against her skin as if impatient.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 16:15:19</strong>
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				Celia let out her breath in a soft hiss, reluctant to relinquish that soft, invading tongue. The tug on her lower lip sent a tingle of pleasure down her. She had seen something in Mistress' face, something that was a reflection of her own feelings and it sent a surge of joy thjrough her. It was gone in an instant, but for that one moment Mistress had let her guard down and Celia knew.<br><br>The complement was not lost and she nodded mutely, raising her eyebrows in a question. Mistress had not told her she could talk again and, quite honestly, she was enjoying being as obedient as possible.<br><br>Dragged off the desk, she shook her head briefly, not in a negative, but to ease the burning pain of her scalp that threatened to overwhelm her now the tension on her hair was gone.<br><br>As she spun around and was forced to bend over the desk, she couldn't help but smile. She looked at Mistress and mouthed silently <em>Yes Mistress</em>, then began lapping earnestly at the polished wooden surface, licking her juices off it, supremely thankful that the headmistress had a nice, new desk and not one like her own which was marked, and splintered and graffitied on!<br><br>She did as thorough a job as she could, moving herself to clean up the puddle where her bottom had been, then tracing the smears left by her cheeks as she was dragged off the desk. She pushed back against the retraining hand, looking to see if she'd missed any. Yes, that spot. she leaned forward again to lap it up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 21:25:13</strong>
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				Shaw smiled as Celia noticed the last small pool of her own juices that needed cleaning. Though as she began to clean it up Shaw suddenly brought her hand back around to grasp the chain connecting her breasts together and pulled sharply. Her other hand skimmed over the creamy skin of her left buttock before stroking the back of her thigh then probing forward between her legs. Seeking out the tell tale smears of moisture still between her legs then pressed even further parting her lips once more once found then slipping her finger further in passed her tender lips and into her sex properly. This time all gentleness gone as her finger slipped in rough and hard. While her other hand continued to keep her pulled down against the desk by the chain. It gave her some freedom to move but not without causing her pain as the clamps tightened again.&nbsp; Shaw smiled as she waited to see how her girl would react this time. Wondering if she could remember to remain silent of whether she had been caught off guard and would yelp out in pain or pleasure. <br><br>She had her plans already for either way. While Celia's she felt may still be haunted by the fact of being sent home so early she had other plans in mind should she fail this test. Not that the test was over by any means yet.&nbsp; Shaw bumped her hip against Celia again attempting to cause her to stumble for two reasons. The first being it to squash her breasts against the desk and cause more pressure on her breasts and secondly to have her yelp.<br><br>She felt a shiver of excitement dance down her spine in anticipation. As she continued to observe and listen ever intently to her girls sounds and her reactions to what was done to her. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 21:49:24</strong>
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				Celia was certainly caught off guard. the sudden yank on the chain connecting her nipples made her hands scoot out from under her on the smooth surface of the desk that was slick from her saliva she bumped her chin on the wooden surface and nearly bit her tongue, which was still painful from earlier. Fortunately it had stopped bleeding or she would have left bloody smears on Mistress' desk.<br><br>"Nggh" Was all that escaped her mouth, but then her sex was invaded brutally by two fingers, that thrust hard inside her. "Hhhhppphhhh!" She managed not to cry out, but the sound that did escape was unavoidable. She had pleaded with her eyes to be allowed to make noise again, but apparently this test was not over yet. <em>Fool!</em> Her mind told her, <em>She will make you cry out and then she will break your heart. You should have accepted the offer to be taken home earlier, then you wouldn't be going through all this!</em><br><br>The pain in her nipples increased, and then her buttocks were bumped hard from behind. This time her feet skidded out from under her and her torso and belly hit the desk hard. It did rather have the opposite effect from the one her mistress desired, though, as the breath was blasted out of her in a single whoosh. She lay sprawled on the desk-top, gasping to get air into her lungs, the the involuntary wheezing something she could do absolutely nothing about. <em>Shitshitshit, I'm going to die, the bitch is going to kill me. Need air!</em> It was probably only a second, two at most, before her diaphragm got working again, and she sucked in a huge welcome lungful of cool air, then coughed completely involuntarily, and despite trying to suppress it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 22:11:00</strong>
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				Watching as Celia fell forward she gave her no aid, she did not try and prevent the inpact on the desk nor did she check on her when she heard the loud inhale of air and the cough. Each one a natural reaction to something done rather than done beyond lack of control. She deemed them acceptable noises rather than ones to be punished. Her fingers continued to slide roughly in and out of her. Pulling them out almost completely, teasingly until she plunged them back in again. Letting go of the clamps gently she then brought her hand to her girls back. Her nails ever so lightly brushing along her spine then scratching upwards. <br><br>"I see we have to work on your balance also my girl. So much training yet to be done with you."<br><br>Her voice seeming almost disappointed as she tried to keep her girl on a finely balanced edge. Showing no weakness of true affection though could not hide her enjoyment as well at the future of them progressing as dominant and submissive.&nbsp; Any plans she had changed suddenly as she smiled releasing the poor girl from the teasing she was currently receiving. She stepped back and for a brief minute allowed the girl to catch her breath. In the mean time she placed her chair at the back of Celia's knees.<br><br>"Get up on there girl when you are ready..and be thankful this one does not have wheels for what I have in mind."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 22:42:50</strong>
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				Celia got her breath back and shivered as Mistress ran fingernails up and down her back. The sudden withdrawl of those viciously questing fingers from her vagina almost made her loose control and moan with disappointment. She was actually on the verge of a climax, and another few seconds or another pass with those fingernails would have brought her there.<br><br>Her hips were actually shaking and she took a second or two to compose herself, before looking up at Mistress with such a look of pathos on her face. None the less, she nodded silently and climbed obediently onto the chair. Standing up was tricky as her hands were still cuffed together and she couldn't stretch them out to balance, but she managed.<br><br><em>Oh god, now what?</em> she thought, the other voices in her mind silenced again, for the moment. <em>I hate heights, Does Mistress know I hate heights? Did I ever tell her that? I don't remember.... But I get dizzy wearing high heels. I am so glad this is not on wheels. Wait, it's not a swivel chair, is it? Swivel chairs are usually on wheels....</em> She tried to look down, but doing so made her head spin, and anyway she couldn't see beyond the seat of the chair. It didn't occur to her that if it had been a swivel chair it would have swivelled as she climbed up. She fixed her eyes on a book sitting on a shelf on the far wall. Frank Herbert came to her rescue: <em>I must not fear. Fear is the mind killer...</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 23:05:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave no assistance to her girl as she clambered up on the chair. At first waiting to see if she needed true aid or would she speak out to request it. She had noticed thew look given to her, perhaps asking for a change of mind reguarding the chair though no change of mind came nor was it given as she walked back to her cupboard. Reaching a hand in she retrieved several items this time. Some appearing harmless. The first to emerge was a long dark grey bird feather, the second was a small handled flogger that stretched down to seven little lines of leather though it was well used and the leather flexed easily. The third was s small metal bar with a ankle cuff at each end. Twin padlocks made from silver and two keys. <br><br>Moving silently back to stand before her girl she placed each item on the desk in front of her. She was not aware of any fear of height the girl may have had..or at least she could not remember being informed of such. Picking up the metal bar between her legs. Locking each cuff around each ankle. Though she could move her girls she could not bring them together. <br><br>She looked up to Celia a moment a almost warm smile touched her lips as she trailed her finger over the feather then the flogger trying to decide which one to use first.&nbsp; After a few moments of torturing Celia she grasped the feather lightly and walked around the back of the chair. Grateful she had enough room to accomplish this easily. For a moment nothing seemed to happen until Celia could feel the tip of the feather glide along the skin at the back of her right knee. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 20:39:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>...fear is the little death that brings total oh-oh-ohhhbllliterationnnn...!</em> Herbert's Litany against fear, remembered from the book Dune and inspired into her mind by seeing the book on Mistress' bookshelf, was certainly helping against the vertigo. There was barely room on the chair for her feet now they were forced apart and her ankles were at slightly weird angles. <br><br>She saw Mistress debating between the whip and the feather and held her breath. Then the feather touched the back of her knee and she almost collapsed. A squeak, softer than a mouse, escaped her as her knee buckled slightly and she fought to straighten it, fought to retain her balance without the use of her arms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 22:09:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She fought the urge to keep her arms where they currently were rather than reach up to grab her girl to straighten her. She watched carefully for any signs she could not take any more or that it she was truly going to fall. The tip of the feather continued to trail along the back of one knee then the other in light , brief strokes then continued to the back of her thigh as it traveled further up and further in simultaneously. Each&nbsp; line of the feather caressing over the sensitive skin until she slipped it lightly over the sensitive folds while Celia could find it difficult to prevent the light teasing torture. <br><br>Her other hand moved to rest over her girls mound. The tip of her thumb brushing lightly over the girls already tormented clit as she observed quietly Celia's reaction. A faint smile touching her lips. <br><br>"Does my girl have a fear of heights?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:33:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The feather tormented her and Cel;ia couldn't help letting out a number of tiny, muted whimpers of joy as it trailed its abominable course up the backs of her legs. <em>... I wiIILLL face M..my fffffEEEAR oh fuck that tickles! I w... w.... will permit it to pa -ASS over meeeeee.... Oh no not the cliiiiit!</em><br><br>The question caught her off guard. "Y..." she clamped her mouth shut on her answer and nodded frantically. Knowing she had just given Mistress another way to torture her made her even more deliciously excited. Her knees buckled ah last as she climaxed again, her juices squirting and splattering onto the chair and her inner thighs, as her hips involuntarily thrust her mound against Mistress hand. She felt dizzy and light headed.<br><br>She trusted Mistress totally and as her legs gave way, she simply allowed herself to fall, knowing Mistress would catch her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:49:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched Celia's face intently as she tortured her so cruelly and pleasantly. As she noticed her legs started to truly go just seconds after the dripping of juices&nbsp; between her thighs the feather was instantly dropped as her arms rose catching Celia under neath her arms preventing her from hitting the ground. She gently brought her down from the chair while she pushed the chair away at the same time. Lowering Celia to the floor she smiled warmly for the first time as she stroked Celia's face. <br><br>"I see we shall certainly need to work on your balance. I shall have to start making you wear high heels so you can adjust and hopefully get past your fear."<br><br>Once more she allowed Celia time to regain her composure moving only to straighten her legs out should the help be needed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 00:12:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia nodded again, gasping in deep breaths. She reached up with her cuffed hands as Mistress&nbsp; came within reach, grasping one of those cruel but wonderful hands between her own in a brief squeeze. She mouthed the words "Thank you" silently as Mistress looked at her, then, screwing up her courage, she added "I love you". But Mistress had pulled her hand away and was helping straighten Celia's legs and Celia didn't think she saw. <em>And a damn good thing too! She doesn't want you telling her you love her. She doesn't love you, she uses you. If she thought for one moment that you felt that way, she'd drop you like a hot brick! But she does love me, I saw it! I saw it in her face. Besides, she didn't drop me. She'll never drop me. I love her and she loves me... and.... Well, go on, think it, if you dare? ....&nbsp; Coward!</em><br><br>Celia's second climax was more powerful than the first and the occasional shiver still tormented her naked body as she slowly got her breath back. She smiled, finally and wiggled her hips at mistress, hoping that she would read this as a signal that she was ready for more. The floor was hard and cold and uncomfortable and she wondered if mistress woukd make her stay down here,<br><br>Celia wondered, in fact, how much more Mistress was able to dish out to her before Mistress needed relief. That was always her favourite part. Mistress was so kind in her cruelty, giving Celia as much pleasure and pain as she could take, before forcing her slave to give the pleasure back, and Celia loved it when Mistress climaxed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 00:43:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once her legs were straightened out Shaw returned to sit next to Celia, even though the warmth seeped from her into the hard surface. She had seen the mouthed thank you and had caught the I and you but not what was in between. For a moment she pondered whether it was love though a dozen other words could have filled that gap. She contemplated for a moment asking her to repeat what she said but changed her mind. <em>"If it is important she will tell me when she is ready."</em> She smiled as she watched another shiver course through Celia hinting at the strength of her second orgasm then decided at some point she would certainly need to be trained in orgasm denial. Her smile turned briefly cruel. <em>"That shall certainly take a long time for her to learn."</em> She thought to herself , the thought causing a shiver of pleasure to course through her body a faint groan sounding from her before she moved to kneel between Celia's forced apart legs. <br><br>Smiling she pushed her own upper body forwards while she slid her own legs backwards to slip under the metal bar until it rested along the back of her knees. Her hands slipped forward to grasp Celia's thighs and pulled her towards her , digging her nails firmly into Celia's skin before starting to turn her head to one thigh. Seeing the drying stains of Celia's signs of orgasm she trailed just the tip of her tongue over her skin from the bottom tot he top of the first stain then the next, gradually working her way closer and closer to her pussy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:00:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia writhed in ecstasy on the floor as Mistress began lapping at her inner thighs. <em>OOoh, that tickles and it's sooo good...</em>. Celia lifted her head up to try and watch mistress but with no leverage and her hands unavailable to her she couldn't do more than crane her neck past her own breasts, the clamps on them shining in the overhead lighting. Instead she gingerly reached down and stroked Mistress' hair with both hands.<br><br>Mistress' tongue hit a sensitive spot on her inner thigh as it got closer to her slit and Celia twitched and let out a soft hiss of pleasure.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 14:34:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I heard that."<br><br>She mumbled quietly against Celia's thigh, her lower lip following her tongue while both hands shifted upwards towards Celia's breasts. Her fingers gingerly touching her skin before nipping and scratching lightly though it seemed she was seeking something. Both hands found what she was looking for finally, each fore finger and thumb grasping hold of the clamps releases pressing them together suddenly and bringing the clamps down between Celia's legs. She barely waited for Celia's reaction to the released skin before grasping Celia's left fold between ehr finger and thumb, her head pulled back now as she slipped the clamp over her fold but not releasing it yet to clasp down on her looking up briefly watching Celia's reaction to her actions.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 15:29:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Oh no! I made a sound... Oh but it was such a little sound. Oh noooo!</em> Celia squirmed as Mistress' fingers probed her bruised breasts. The rease of the clamps was so sudden that she could not help it.... "Ahhh!" the flesh had gone numb from the clamp and the sudden relief was like plunging a burn into ice water. Her exclamation was surprised out of her. <br><br>She knew now that she had failed. She looked down at Mistress, and realised what she intended to do with the clamp. "Oh, Mistress, I'm sorry I failed. Please forgive me?" She whimpered.<br><br><em>Pathetic little cow. You don't deserve her forgivness. You deserve to be flushed down the toilet like the shit that you are.</em> That other voice had been quiet for a while but now it jeered at her with renewed enthusiasm and she had no answer. It was, unfortunately, right.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 22:13:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Completely unaware of the inner turmoil that was going through her girls mind she simply let go of the clamp slowly fastening it to the sensitive fold, grasping the other end of the chain her other fold quickly met the same bound fate. Once both were placed to her satisfaction she licked between them cuffs ,leaving her girls fold wet with her own saliva , suckling on the fold as her lips wrapped around one of the clamps she currently ignored her girls request and did not verbally respond at all. Her head rose and fall as she dragged her teeth over the sensitive skin then slipped away from her girl. Sliding under the metal bar that kept her legs apart then rose to her feet. She kicked off her shoes then slipped out of the skirt throwing it to Celia's face in an attempt to cover her eyes from seeing what she was about to do next. Should the cover up have been successful Celia would hear the door to Shaw's cupboard open then close. <br><br>She heard some movement and then two clicking sounds as if something being clicked into place though could feel nothing. She would then feel Shaw's legs between hers while she brought her hands to the back of her thighs and pushed her legs backwards to that the metal bar rested on the back of her neck as she attempted to force Celia to lay down even more. Her thumb came to press down harshly into her nipple at the same time Celia would feel something hard and cold slip between her folds about three inches wide.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 22:59:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia wasn't sure what to expect. She had hoped for a word of comfort but not really expected it. She had expected a telling off and more beating. But silence? That was cruel. She whimpered softly as the clamps gripped her sensitive lower lips. The pain was bearable, though. In fact the feeling of Mistress' teeth grazing her labia was actually more pleasant that painful, and she moaned delicately. "Mmmm!" She closed her eyes, then opened them when Mistress stood up. "Mistress?"<br><br>Still no answer. The skirt landed right on her face. She almost reacted, almost moved it, but no! Mistress dropped it there so Celia wouldn't be aboe to see. The material was warm with the scent of Mistress' damp excitement and Celia breathed deeply.<br><br>She paid no attention to the clicks. No doubt something Mistress was putting together. Instead she wallowed in her own misery.<br><br><em>Why isn't she talking? Is she that disappointed in me that she won't say anything to me at all? Stupid girl, of course she is. She probably hates you right now. You failed her totally, just like you fail at everything else you do! I do not! Name one thing you've succeeded at? I passed my exams, I became a teacher! Puh. A teacher when you could have been so much more!</em><br><br>She felt mistress lift her legs and did her best to help, moving her arms above her head to give her belly muscles more room to move, lifting her legs higher.<br><br>The monster strap-on touched her. She had no idea what it was of course, but she felt it's girth. <em>Oh my god! That's never going to fit inside me!</em> The other voice concurred in silence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 23:30:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to watch as she had done since the beginning of this evening. Listening quietly for Celia to make a noise or utter their agreed stop word. Nothing came so she began to slip her hips back and forth, though she angled her body so that the dildo did not slip into Celia yet but the sides skimmed along the sides of her lips. Slipping between them with ease back and forth. She would be able ti feel the fine detail that ahd been created with this toy. She could feel large and small bumps to represent veins. She could also feel a large circle at the base representing the male balls. <br><br>The toy would deliberately catch the clamps on occasion as she brought her hips back and forth teasingly for what may have felt to be the longest time as while remaining still ever so silent, the only thing changing was her breathing increasing. All of a sudden Celia would feel the tip of the toy at her entry once more as Shaw's hips rocked back and forth lightly only by half a inch or so. She did not wish to harm the girl beyond the pleasant pain she actually sought after unles she was truly being punished.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 23:49:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia moaned softly as the monster thing slid back and forth. Mistress' continued silence bothered her, and she plucked up courage to say something, but then the shaft caught on the chain joining the clamps and tugged on them and she squeaked, "Eee!" It was good, it was so good.... <em>Put it in me Mistress. I want it in me.... It'll tear me to bits it's huge, oh god, oh crap, this is going to hurt it's going to be wonderful... Put it in me...</em> "Put it in me, Mistress, please?" She blurted out at last.<br><br>But the almost incessant teasing continued. Mistress breathing got harder and faster, but that was all. there was no break to the rhythm. And then, suddenly a pause, and... "AAAAHHH!" It hurt as much as she had hoped/feared it would. "AHHHHH! OH GOD THAT FUCKING HURTS GIVE ME MORE PLEASE!" She screamed the contradiction at the top of her lungs, trying to spread her legs wider and unable to because of the bar that joined her ankles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 00:04:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She unseemly smiled with affection while Celia's face was hidden from observing her openly. Her eyes shimmered with pride and affection as her hips continued to buck back and forth purposefully slowly and teasingly. She heard the yell but did not respond to it other than to continue with the teasing torture with the dildo while she thought she felt Celia's frustration grew. Her own sexual frustration was as she felt her own juices drip between her thighs, coat the sides of the dildo that she pressed into Celia. Her heart racing in her chest loudly . This would be Celia's final orgasm for this evening she wished it to turn her like jelly before she would gain her own pleasure from Celia' <br><br>She pulled out suddenly simply to re-angle her hips and begin to slide simply between the lips once more, remaining at the same pace as she punished Celia in her own way. Not giving her what she obviously badly wanted and not raising the speed to prevent sudden excitement from Celia. This was pure torture, not doing enough to give her her wish and hopefully just little enough to prolong this orgasm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 21:15:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia groaned in frustration and pain, She tried to increase the pace and depth of Mistress' thrusts, bu thrusting up as Mistress thrust down, but Mistress anticipated her and simply held back whenever she tried it.<br><br>"Ooooh!" She cried out. "Oh, Mistress, please? More? Please?" She begged. <em>Oh god, listen to you. You are pathetic, you know that?</em> Celia shook her head violently, under Mistress' skirt. <em>No. No, I'm not. I love her and she loves me and this is how we express our love for each other. That is about the most pathetic thought you have ever had!</em><br><br>But she refused to listen to that other voice. She had seen that brief glimps on Mistress' face and she knew. She gave up trying to force Mistress into pushing the rest of the dildo into her, and tried to relax. she lifted her hand's groping blindly, and touched Mistress' hair,&nbsp; following it up to her head, she began gently stroking in time with Mistress' thrusts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 22:02:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaw tried to stifle the laugh that was forming in her chest at the sound of frustration that came from under her skirt. Though she continued the slow torture until Celia seemed to relax and stopped trying to force her hand or dildo in this case. A minute after she truly relaxed and lifted her hand into Shaw's hair she suddenly thrust toughly forward attempting to force the first half inch into her with one jerk of her hips then pulled back to thrust roughly again still being gentle as she did so not truly wishing to harm her. She gave her body chance to adopt to the new toy she was experiencing rather than brutalize the female and tear her within. <br><br>She smiled as she enjoyed the touch of Celia's hand within her hair she stretched forward pulling the skirt away from Celia's face to be able to look into her girls eyes wishing to view the emotions, the passions and the enjoyment that had first drawn her to Celia. <br><br><strong>Nine months ago....</strong><br><br><em>She paced her office as she waited for the next interviewee to arrive though after the last seven dismal ones she was on the verge of postponing this appointment and going swimming to vent the frustration that churned her system into a tight coil. She half expected this one to be late as half the others had been. She knew even then that part of her frustration had not been due to the ineptitude of the others but her need and craving for someone on her knees before her. Her hand had dropped to the desk, her finger tapping along the surface in a rapid gallop just as the receptionist knocked on the door. <br><br>"Your next appointment is here Miss Shaw."<br><br>"Please let them in."<br><br>As Celia had walked in Shaw found herself openly staring her for a long minute having missed her introduction by the time she had blinked and came back from Celia's eyes, Celia had already stated her name and was offering her hand. To this day she was unaware of how long she must of been staring while she felt her panties become moist and her nipple fought for freedom against the fabric of her bra, blouse and heavy jacket that covered up any signs of arousal. What had caught her most was her eyes. The vulnerability, the impression of feeling lost. and something else she did not realize until a few weeks after. </em><br><br><strong>Back in the heare and now...</strong><br><br>Briefly lost in the memory she thrust even harder into Celia as her hands moved to her shoulders pulling herself further up Celia's body as she continued to slide into her. Her nails digging into her skin as she wished to her Celia groan even louder. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 23:25:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sudden thrust caught Celia by surprise. "OOOH! OH FUCK THAT HURTS IT'S SO GOOD!" She screamed, as the strap-on slipped further into her and stretched her wider. "OOOO-OOOH!" She gripped Mistress' hair involuntarily, then let it loose when she realised. She returned to stroking it. as tenderly as she could under the circumstances.<br><br>Then Mistress pulled the skirt off her face and she blinked in the sudden light. Mistress' face was over hers and she smiled brightly. "Hello!" Another thrust of that vicious shaft made her screw her eyes shut in agony and gasp in delight. "AHHH! Oh, Oh More!"<br><br><em>You are such a looser! No, I'm not. I'll prove it! Oh yeah, how? I'll prove she loves me. Go on then, you'll just humiliate yourself further. Good. I love it when she humiliates me: She does it out of love, you did it out of malice.</em><br><br>Mistress' fingernails dug into her shoulders and she moaned louder as she felt the beginnings of her climax. This was going to devastate her, she knew. And she had to say this before it did. "Mistress, I... AAAAHH! OH FUCK yes! I need, OOOOOH! AH AH AHHHH! To tell ... MMMMNNNGGGG! Tell you some thIIIINGGGGGG! AH AH!"<br><br><em>Oh dear. Can you hear yourself? You sound so pathetic it's not true!</em><br><br>Celia's womb opened all the way and the huge object slid all the way inside her.<br><br>Celia screamed in agony and ecstasy combined, <strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"</span></strong> and passed out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 00:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaw had stared down at her girl as she yelled out obviously intent in expressing what ever she had to. She was slightly taken aback by Celia's admission though the fact she passed out just after caused her to chuckle loudly. Not wishing to stir her straight away she simply slipped out of her girl rose to her feet and removed the strap on. She cleaned up the room of toys including the metal bar that spread Celia's feet apart and the clamps from her lips. <br><br>She kept glancing at Celia as she moved silently about. The girls admission had though not been unexpected had not been expected yet and she felt she was suddenly thrust into a position&nbsp; of having to deal with emotions she had not quite come to terms with herself. She was aware fully of how she felt about the girl. At one point she had almost stopped these meetings so Celia could move on and find someone normal.<br><br>She dressed fully as she waited for Celia to wake up. The toys had been cleared away, the cupboard doors locked and her mind slowly reaching a decision though the out come of this decision could not be based on the toys, their games nor their sexual needs. It had to be about more than that before Shaw could continue with any of them. <br><br>Opening one draw she slipped out two small bottles of juice one apple and one orange. Taking a seat she sat and waited for Celia to wake up naturally.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 00:20:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia stirred and moaned. "Ooooooh. Oh gods and demons and everything in between." She lay on the floor panting. "I... I passed out. How long was I out, Mistress?"<br><br>She tried to get up, but her legs were jelly. her arms too. She tried to lift them but had no energy.<br><br><em>You are so, pathetic. Look at you. You get fucked by the woman you say you love and then you just lie naked on the floor in a pool of your own slimy filth and can't even get up. You aren't even trying. What a stupid, useless little slut you are!</em><br><br>Celia shook her head. "No!" She gasped, forcing her arms and legs to work. "I am not stupid, I am not useless, I am not pathetic and I am not a slut, Mother, so go away and leave me alone!" She struggled to her feet, then looked at Mistress, who was staring at her with a very odd expression.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 00:30:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mouth had parted to speak as Celia awoke though her rather abrupt&nbsp; out rage brought her to close her mouth instantly while she moved to help her up. One arm moving to grasp under her arm while the other went about her waist. Once more this night had taken a unpredicted turn and had certainly gone down a path she was unsure how to proceed with. <br><br>She tried to help Celia sit in her chair then sat on the desk in front of her. <br><br><em>"Have I done this to her? Has she become deluded because of my actions? Was I wrong? "</em>She thought to herself as she observed Celia quietly this time waiting for her to speak first. Her gaze was gentle and tender. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 20:25:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia was unaware that she had spoken aloud. The voice in her head prattled on telling her she was a totally pathetic worm and that no one in their right mind would ever love her. But the expression on Mistress' face as she helped her from the floor and into a chair, then sat opposite her, made her mother's demon irrelevant. <br><br>"M... Mistress? What's wrong? I... Did I... I said it didn't I. I finally said I love you. And I do. I love you more than anything Mistress." She clamped her mouth shut. "Sorry..." she murmured, looking down at those pretty knees, now covered once again in cloth. "I was prattling. But... Mistress, I need to know, do you love me too? It's okay if you don't - I love you enough that I will still let you have me even if you just despise me. But it would be so much better if you did love me?"<br><br>She stopped, and dared to raise her eyes again, to see that expression of tenderness and concern on Mistress' face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 21:16:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaw settled down quietly not interrupting as Celia spoke though her hand moved and rested on Celia's shoulder squeezing it gently as she came to the end of her speech. For the longest time Shaw simply sat watching her in silence. The look of affection and tenderness not fading but growing more noticeable as it grew stronger. <br><br>"I do not despise you Celia, never have and I highly doubt I ever will.2<br><br>The other hand settled on Celia's chin lifting it up gently though firmly as she had so often before.<br><br>"I care for you a great deal Celia though our relationship has been one of the strongest I have ever experienced it has also been one of the happiest I have ever experienced also."<br><br>A look of concern crossed her face as she glanced around the office, though each cupboard was locked and all the toys had been put away they still held a presence in the room.<br><br>"Though I do have several concerns about you and about us. The first has to be discussed now...has being with me...made you feel as you said when you raged not long ago?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 22:34:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia was content with what Mistress said. She smiled broadly, love shining out of her green eyes as her chin was lifted. The voice in her head jeered. <em>See, she doesn't love you. Oh yes she does... She just doesn't know how to say it. It's very difficult to tell someone you love them, you should know, mother, and Mistress is not one to express her emotions easily. She didn't say she loved you. No, but she said she cares for me a great deal, and that is enough. If that is as close to love as I'll ever get then it is enough</em>, and she shut the voice out of her mind, for now at least, because something Mistyress said genuinely confused her.<br><br>"When I ... what... Mistress?" Celia put her head on one side, genuinely not understanding. "When I screamed I love you? Well, yes. I do feel that way every time I'm with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 22:49:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as she watched Celia emotions show and she felt there was something going on within Celia's mind though she could not quite pin it down to be able to decipher what thoughts were there.<br><br>"No when you went into quite a rage and referred to your mother not several minutes ago. You do remember what you said don't you?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 23:07:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia's mouth dropped open, her eyes went wide in horror and her face went bright red, all the way down her chest to her nipples, something she very rarely did. "OH! Oh crap, fuck, shit, oh fuck fuck fuck, did I say that aloud?" She looked away and stood up, looking for her clothes. "I... I better go. I'm sorry Headmistress. I shouldn't involve you in that. It's between me and... My demons".<br><br>She spotted her clothing, folded neatly on the chair where she'd left it and moved towards it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 23:23:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Celia moved to gather the clothing from the chair Shaw found herself extremely unwilling to allow her girl to run. She slipped from the desk quickly reaching out she grasped a handful of Celia's hair as she tried to pull her back pulling her bare body against her clothed one. She lifted her leg up pressing her foot onto the pile of clothing to prevent Celia from grabbing them without having to fight Shaw over them.<br><br>She attempted to wrap her other arm around Celia's waist to hold her close should her plan go as hoped her voice instantly going from kind and gentle to the dominating and commanding tone of her Mistress nature. Hopefully releasing that which Celia had been trained to be unable to resist. <br><br>"Stop there girl. You are not to go any where until I say. Our time does not end until I say it does. Understand girl?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 00:08:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia jerked to a stop, her hair tugged back. Shs gasped in pain. <em>Ah, that's better.</em> She thought. <em>Things were getting too risky. To mushy, to close. This I can cope with.</em> "Y.. Yes Mistress. Sorry, Mistress." Celia smiled as she was pulled against Mistress' body. Her face landed between Mistress' breasts, pressed into her cleavage. She couldn't resist and her arms went around Mistress' waist. "I love you" she murmured into those wonderful breasts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 01:07:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced down to Celia as she came against her willingly. The speed in which her attitude and body appearance had changed spoke loudly of what Celia was doing. She recognized it from herself. She was running. Not giving Celia chance to think she dropped her leg to the floor and pushed Celia back onto the chair even if that meant sitting on her own clothes.<br><br>"No running Celia. Not this time. For neither of us."<br><br>She stated in simple short terms trying to get her point across clearly and easily so that Celia could not play innocent or ignore her. Though she knelt down at the same time to keep Celia against her body as she was her arms wrapping tighter around Celias waist to keep her in place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 10:07:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia sat with a bump on the chair, feeling somewhat bruised but in a way that wasn't sexy - bruises to her body she was used to and enjoyed when Mistress gave them, but this - this was a bruise to her mind. Her subconscious had betrayed her. She played back the conversations, both internal and the one with Mistress.<br><br>The arms surrounding her and comforting her gave her confidence.<br><br>"Um... Mistress, this is going to sound weird. I'm not crazy, please believe that? I just... I have my mother inside my head..."<br><br>She sighed and poured the story out. Something she had never told anyone. The way her father had abused her mother and her mother had abused her in return, sometimes physically, but mostly verbally and psychologically. Subtle tortures that didn't exactly break her spirit but warped it to be what she was now. And then three years ago her father had killed himself. And her mother's mind had snapped. The woman was in a care home being looked after, unable to do anything for herself.<br><br>And it was as if her mother's spirit had jumped, on that day, into her own head. That was the day the voice inside her head started. She had been at college when her father had jumped in front of a speeding train. Her mother had got the news an hour later when a policeman came to call and she had been rushed to hospital. And Celia had known. She had been doing a maths problem when suddenly she heard her mother, clear as a bell, inside her head, say, <em>Stupid girl. That's completely wrong. You'll never amount to anything</em>.<br><br>Celia sighed and looked up at Mistress. "And it's been that way ever since. Even now she's telling me that my telling you all this will drive you away and I'll loose you forever and it will serve me right for being such a pathetic looser.<br><br>"But Mistress... I <em>know</em> the things she says aren't true - well, usually. I know I'm not stupid. I'm a good Maths teacher. I know I'm not useless - at the very least, half kids in my calculus class will pass it, and that gives me a sense of satisfaction. And I certainly don't think I'm a slut. You are my only lover and you know I've never been with anyone else. I still have the blood stain to prove it, like you told me to!"<br><br>She smiled at Mistress. "Pathetic... Well, maybe I like feeling a little bit pathetic from time to time?"<br><br><em>Now you've done it. Now you've blown every chance you ever had at happiness. She'll never love you, and she's going to fire you on the spot. You're crazy. You belong in a psycho-ward!</em><br><br>"Oh, that's a new one! She just told me that you will never love me, that you will fire me, that I'm crazy and need to be locked up!" <em>Take that, Mother!</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 10:42:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Shaw could observe the scene from another view she was quite sure the scene would almost be amusing. A look of concern crossed her face then a look of understanding. She rose away from Celia standing up right then offered her a hand to accept of her own free will rather than being told to.<br><br>"I think my dear girl it is time to start saying good bye to the Mother inside your head."<br><br>She knew it was not the girls mothers spirit in her head but perhaps Celia's need to hang onto a past though harsh was familiar and gave her some semblance of safety no matter how mentally and emotionally self destructive it was for her in the long run. She felt that should Celia continue on with this she would end up with her Mother never leaving and following her mother to her current place. She was not going to risk that happening to Celia at any time. The Mother had to go and as soon as possible. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 15:54:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia looked at the offered hand and took it, rising to her feet also. "Mistress, um... I know that part of what makes me your pet is to do with mother... and this voice in my head... but, if we can get rid of her, uh, it...&nbsp; You will still want me as your pet, and you will still punish me, won't you? Because..." She looked up at Mistress' face, sheepishly, "I love it. The pain is nice and I don't want you to stop spanking me because I'm cured or whatever..."<br><br><em>Oh so I'm a sickness now am I? Shut up. I'm not going to answer you any more. Oh suuuure. You realise I'm </em>not<em> your mother, I'm part of you, don't you? You are so pathetic!</em> Calia got a look of such shock on her face that, Assuming Mistress was looking at her, she couldn't help but be concerned. "I'm <em>NOT</em> crazy. Please, Mistress, tell me I'm not crazy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 21:22:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ignored the first question for now as she brought Celia to stand in front of a small mirror that was hung on one of the walls. The mirror was about two foot wide by about three foot long. She stood behind Celia with her hands on her shoulders gently. Her breasts brushed lightly against Celia's bare back<br><br>"I want you to look in the mirror dear and tell me what you see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 21:43:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia looked in the mirror, looked up at Mistress, back at the mirror. "I see me..." She was genuinely puzzled. Wondering if Mistress wanted more detail, she went on, "I see a twenty four year old red head with green eyes and freckles, who is short and slightly chubby, but not so's you'd call her overweight, with a nice buxom figure and some nicely developing bruises on her boobies and fanny..." She grinned at herself, then stuck her tongue out. "Do you think I should get a tat, Mistress? I would love to have a rose, tattooed just here..." She touched her abdomen, just above the soft ginger curls. "I think that would look so sexy, don't you?"<br><br><em>You stupid slut, she was asking you if you see me... Yes but you just said you </em>are<em> me. and I see me, not my mother, if that is what she was meaning.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 22:28:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was not sure as she listened to Celia whether she did not understand the question of whether she was actually trying to avoid looking further. She smiled faintly at the mention of a tattoo. <br><br>"Perhaps if you are good I shall get it for you. Though for now I wish you to look beyond what you physically see. Look into your eyes."<br><br>Her hands remained on Celia's shoulders though she leaned in close having to bend slightly to press her head on Celia's shoulder.<br><br>"I love you Celia...no matter what you are inside but I want you happy..truly happy and that can not happen while you carry your Mother with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 23:21:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia looked deep into her own eyes, then blinked and looked down. "I... I see a child.... I see myself, but it's not me... it's a whimpering child, hiding in her room, because her father is beating the living shit out of her mother. And that same child being told how utterly useless and pathetic she is."<br><br>She looked up againas Mistress' chin pressed onto her collar bone, the warmth surprising her. At Mistress' next words her heart leapt for joy. "You d... do?" She turned and beamed at Mistress. <em>She loves me she loves me she loves me! No she... She said it, she loves me! You are...She loves me! You can't... She loves me! You will... She loves me!</em> Every time the voice tried to say something Celia drowned it out with those three words. "Mistress.... Please, tell me again, tell me truly, and tell me how much. I can get rid of her, but... Please Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands slipped from Celia's shoulders as her arms slipped about Celia's waist pulling her closer against her body tightly for a moment she looked down to Celia as her eyes shone brightly. A hand lifted up though and brought to Celia;s chin she brought both their gazes back into the mirror until they locked eyes without actually looking at each other. <br><br>Her mouth moved to Celia's ear her teeth gently nibbling lightly along the lobe before she spoke again.<br><br>"I ...love you Celia....with all that I am. You are not pathetic and there is nothing shameful of being scared. You are not a slut but.."&nbsp; she smiled though her eyes were serious..." you are MY slut. "<br><br>As she spoke the hand on Celia stomach gently stroked back and forth across her sensitive skin.<br><br>"But now it is time to let go of her, of your past...because if you keeping holding her and that you can not fully embrace me or..us..."<br><br>She slipped away from Celia suddenly moving out of the range of the mirror until Celia could only see herself in it. Though Celia may have felt abandoned Shaw felt this part she had to do on her own. Shaw would always be waiting for her when she was ready. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 00:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Celia shivered in response to that touch. She met Mistress' eyes in the mirror and heard the words and her heart leapt again. She giggled. "Your slut..." She repeated. Mistress moved aside and Celia steeled herself for the battle to come, knowing she must do this alone.<br><br><em>Slut. HER slut, She loves me. <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">She...</span> She loves me with all that she is!<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">You...</span> She LOVES me! <span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">Loo...</span> SHE! LOVES! ME! <span style="font-size: 4pt;" class="bbc_size">Path</span> I'm HER slut, and she Loves me with All that she is. <span style="font-size: 2pt;" class="bbc_size">Noooooo....</span>YES!</em><br><br>Celia smiled and looked into her own eyes in the mirror, calmly and steadily and without shame for the first time in fifteen years. <em>I am not pathetic, I am not useless, I am a successful teacher, I am good at what I do. I have a Mistress who beats me to tears and I love it, she hurts me and I want her to, she is my Mistress and I am her slut, I love her with all that I am and she loves me the same way.</em> Nothing. No answering recriminations. Celia smiled and turned to face Mistress.<br><br>"I am not pathetic, I am not useless, I am a successful teacher, I am good at what I do. I have a Mistress who beats me to tears and I love it, you hurt me and I want you to, you are my Mistress and I am your slut, I love you with all that I am and you love me the same way. She is gone!" She beamed a huge smile at Mistress. "It's quiet in my head. You have no idea how wonderful that feels!" She knelt at Mistress' feet and kissed her shoes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Curriculum (Chrystal, Cherry Bloodrayne and Aviva)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 01:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched Celia's face from her position watching each emotion and&nbsp; thought crossing her eyes. She stood there quietly observing as Celia fought the battle. She was not sure this would be Celia's last but it appeared to be at the very least her first successful one when she turned to face her and there Shaw saw what may have been peace for the first time and hopefully it would last a long time. Time enough for her to grow stronger and confident before they may have to face the next. <br><br>She reached down and gently stroked Celia's hair as she kissed her shoes. <br><br>"I am glad you are happy. I do not think I have ever seen you so peaceful or happy. I hope it lasts a long time."<br><br>She sat down besides her wrapping her arms about Celia's waist once more though this time she slipped back onto the floor pulling Celia over her.
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