Kyle's Classroom
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				Title: <strong>Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Harmony</strong> on <strong>16-11-2013, 17:32:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kyle's Class</span></strong></span></div><div align="center">This is the place for all of the teachers training of his student, and where she will also live until rotated on to the next teacher, until then his student is under his ruler.</div><div align="center">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd395/TawneyThorn/Lookalikes%20and%20props/dungeon_zps54561b52.jpeg) (http://s1217.photobucket.com/user/TawneyThorn/media/Lookalikes%20and%20props/dungeon_zps54561b52.jpeg.html) (http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd395/TawneyThorn/Lookalikes%20and%20props/Office-chairs-58_zpsed487a29.jpg) (http://s1217.photobucket.com/user/TawneyThorn/media/Lookalikes%20and%20props/Office-chairs-58_zpsed487a29.jpg.html)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 22:33:12</strong>
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				Kyle Entered with Alexis into the ante room of the classroom. It was a decent enough space, a couch some chairs a little table, but all in all unremarkable. Simply a place to great guests with several doors leading off of it.&nbsp; He sat her down on the couch as he moved to the other end and took a s eat as well looking at her with piercing eyes.&nbsp; "Alright Alexis," he began, "Welcome to the academy, here you will be trained to conduct yourself properly and to please the people who who take the time to give you their attention." He reached forward and brushed some of the hair out of her face and smiled.&nbsp; "At this moment you are fresh meat, brand new to the academy and the bottom of the totem pole."&nbsp; His eyes took on a hard light as he continued, "you will do what you are instructed by a teacher, no mater what they tell you to do, you will do it immediately, and you will not question them.&nbsp; Is that understood Alexis?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ChaoticEnvy</strong> on <strong>24-11-2013, 00:39:53</strong>
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				She didn't understand. Her attempt to clear things up had been clearly overlooked and she was assured that she was supposed to be here. But why? More importantly how? She had class to get to on Monday and she couldn't afford to miss any more days. All of this was circling through her mind as well as what Mr. Young had just told her. It seemed this was some kind of school itself though she wasn't sure how as she glanced down to her half ripped clothing. "Mr. Young," she finally began shaking her head. "I truly don't understand, I think you have the wrong person. I... I don't go to school here." She decided to at least try and make her point clear once more. Everyone had seemed rather nice so far right? There was no reason why this couldn't be settled and her on her way back to her life before the end of the night. At least that is what she was hoping for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>24-11-2013, 21:15:49</strong>
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				No warning was given as Kyle reached out and slapped Alexis across one cheek. Clicking his tongue disapprovingly.&nbsp; "Alexis I tried to do this the easy way but you insist on the hard." He said catching her hair and dragging her to his desk. "See this. This is an agreement for payment and a list of skills were to train you in. This is a request for us to find a means of transportation for you to arrive here this evening. And this one is a letter of intent from your sister requesting your tenure here in the first place." He said all this with no humor shoving her back into the chair beside his desk. "Now before your stupid ignorant brain tries to work a way out of this problem let me stop you. You are the 34th girl who has been sent through those doors for me to train. And every one of them left trained and not a single thing they threatened their family or friends or even they would do has happened to me."&nbsp; His smirk grew as his eyes bored into hers.&nbsp; "You are not special. You are here to be trained. The sooner you accept that you will be trained the easier it will be on you and you might even enjoy it. But either way you will endure it.&nbsp; Now what part of that was un clear?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ChaoticEnvy</strong> on <strong>24-11-2013, 21:30:49</strong>
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				Alexis cried out grabbing her cheek as she glared at the man. Who the hell did he think he was? Feeling his hand in her hair she tried to fight off of him but it didn't help any. As he started talking she ignored him for the most part until he had mentioned her sister. Eyes widened as she looked up at him and then to the letter. Picking it up she glanced over it feeling even more confused than before. Listening as Kyle kept on rambling she really didn't hear what he said but as he stopped she just looked at him shrugging before speaking. "Nothing... I get it," she retorted though she really didn't. With that she put the letter back on the table before moving to stand from the chair glancing at him. He was pretty good looking, he would give that to the secretary and she was sure being here with him would prove that it wouldn't take long to get him into bed. Little did she realize she would get that and much more. "So now what?" She asked still rubbing her cheek as it was still stinging a bit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>27-11-2013, 14:53:11</strong>
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				Mr. Young laughed not an evil cackle, not malicious, but good humored. "Well my dear Alexis," he said, "that all depends on you.&nbsp; You really only have three viable options. First you can resist and actively fight me. Second, you can go along but wait for your opportunity to... I dont know, run, escape, fight back, etc. And third, you can accept the training offered and move on with your life." He walked away pouring two cups of a pale brown liquid from a decanter on the sideboard. Offering one to her he sat on the arm of the sofa looking through her. Seeing the masked fear, the aggression, uncertainty, the fire. He smiled at her. "You are here to learn&nbsp; how to be a slave." It was an abrupt statement said evenly brooking no argument or question. "You will learn a number of skills here. The first and most basic is obedience."&nbsp; As said this he pulled a light coiled whip from one of the low tables in the room.&nbsp; Laying it across his shoulders. "Lets have the first lesson of the day." He said evenly, "take the rest of those clothes off and place them in the bin under table" indicating where it was. He thought but did not say, "your move my sweet."&nbsp; This was his favorite part.&nbsp; The new student had one choice and it would set the tone for the session and they affected the outcome in ways they, at the time, couldn't yet foresee.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kyle's Classroom</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ChaoticEnvy</strong> on <strong>27-11-2013, 18:25:45</strong>
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				Alexis bit her cheek listening as he spoke. It was a bad habit she had, something she always did when she was nervous and this was a time when she was completely nervous. Taking the cup she looked at the brown liquid inside swishing it around a few times before taking a sip of it instantly making a face. What if she didn't want to be a slave? For some reason Alexis couldn't get those words out though, in fact she perhaps didn't even want to know. Sighing softly she eyed the whip for a few minutes before her eyes moved to the bin he was referring to. Glancing away from him she stood up slowly beginning to remove her clothes. Luckily for her she wasn't shy about being naked in front of people. Especially good looking men, she had done it quite often after all. Naked before him she took her clothes moving them to the bin which he had indicated before glancing back towards him. She fidgeted with her fingers nervously awaiting for what he would tell her to do next her only worry was that whatever it might be would keep him from using that whip still draped along his shoulders.
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