Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode & Sophina)
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				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 15:31:12</strong>
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				With a sigh and a bit of a plop Magdalena lowered her suitcase to the floor, setting it down adjacent to a pile of similiar bags that was growing with alarming speed as fellow freshmen entered the dorm and set their bags in the marked gathering area for the bellgirls to sort and ferry to the owners' rooms. Her maids had proven incompetent at waking her and she had gotten off to a late start, so it was well past noon by the time they drove onto the college campus and nearly two by the time she had finished filling out the necessary paperwork and gotten to her dorm. Each dormitory was supposed to hold a floor party to help socialize both the new and the returning students, and Magdalena was upset to see that the social was in full swing, perhaps even winding down just as she arrived. <br><br>She let out a tiny sniff of disapproval even as she walked past the lobby and followed the hastily-posted construction paper signs to the first floor lounge where most of her new dormmates had gathered. The walk to the lobby had been longer than she thought it would be and her bags heavier, and so as she entered the room she couldn't help but cast a quick look down at her brand-new turtleneck to ensure it had not been marred by sweat. After a brief moment failed to turn up any evidence of unsightly soiling upon the garment's off-pink knit she smiled and, with a bit of a self-conscious smoothing of the front of her jeans, walked into the hubub of the party and her first day at college.<br><br>Despite the chaos of her first impression the party was a fairly sedate affair: seltzer and even a bottle of champagne had been laid out, but most of the other attendees were clustered in small groups around the couches and tables, chatting and occasionally giggling quietly as RAs sedately circulated the room as if to ensure everyone was having a passable time. Occasionally a group would shift or break up as girls took breaks to indulge in some of the refreshments laid out upon the table, or sought relief from the selfsame refreshments in the adjacent lavatory. As girls passed her Magdalena could not help glancing after the occasional lady, her eyes gliding easily across their forms. She felt a brief, burning resentment that practically everyone else had chosen to dress more adventerously than she, but if the rest of the room wanted to gussy themselves up like some kind of common woman they were free to. All it did, after all, was leave more to her wandering gaze.<br><br>There had been a lot to take in today, but as she moved to allow a girl whose short, lacey sleeves framed a particularly entrancing shade of tanned skin by, her mind couldn't help but return to the rumors about this dormitory, and with them the familiar flush of anticipation. It was probably just one of those stupid college rumors, she had told herself, but the fact remained that all-girls schools had a certain reputation to begin with, and when she had learned over the summer that this was the dorm to which she would be assigned, Magdalena's internet searches had revealed a flurry of tantalizing rumors surrounding it. Secret societies, hushed meetings, why one forum poster had even claimed that some of this dorm's sordid intrigues were carried out openly within its walls. She had only been an official resident for less than five minutes, but Magdalena had already decided that she would do well in such a place. If even half of the rumors were true, she was convinced that she would end up running the place inside of a year.<br><br>In the midst of these indulgent speculations yet another party-goer brushed past Magdalena. Whoever it was must have been tall, as her positively plunging neckline betrayed that Magdalena's eyeline was almost directly at the other woman's bustline, and buried as she was in her self-indulgent speculations, the shorter girl wasted no opportunity in blatantly oggling what the taller girl apparently felt no shame in leaving on display. Her thoughts resurfaced, however, when the bust stopped pointedly in front of her and a hand matter-of-factly tipped her chin up until she was staring at the low cut dress's blonde owner. "Do you have some problem with your neck?" She inquired, her aristocratic features bunched in catty annoyance, "Or did you never learn that it was bad form to stare?"<br><br>Magdalena's first conversation in college had not begun like she thought it would, and as she felt heat rise to her cheeks she quickly turned her head, tugging her chin from the other girl's grasp before she returned her gaze to the blonde's face, her features showing an almost cute mixture of embarassment and panic even as she fought to conceal her reaction at being caught. "I wasn't staring," she replied, hoping that her discomfiture would seem like anger. "You just walked past me, and besides, if you had been wearing something more appropriate there would not have been anything to stare at in the first place!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 16:01:58</strong>
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				Jennifer raised one of her well plucked eyebrow, as sly grin slowly came to her face. Usually, most girls would have run away after that but this one... oh, a fiery one. <em>She must be a little screamer in bed</em>, she thought perversely to herself as she stared the shorter girl down. <em>She must. No way on earth someone that haughty and tiny not be a little yeller. I bet she cruses and cries too. Yum. Haven't had that in a while. No siree. I better make a claim on her before the others do.</em><br><br>It was as if time stopped as Magdalena and Jennifer looked at each other. The other people at the party all but gawking at this event as if this didn't happen everyday. They all seemed to hold their breathe as Jennifer stared down the new girl, as if deciding something momentous on that occasion.<br><br>Jennifer's eyes taking a cool, perverted light into them as if she saw something in Magdalena she liked very, very much. She leaned forward, letting the other girl get a better view of her breasts. Thank God she decided to not wear a bra today for this occasion, it was moments like these that she absolutely lived for from time to time. She hoped the girl was getting a good view. Her hand reached out, touching Magdalena's face and glossy brown hair as is feeling for the softness and silkiness.<br><br>Without any shame or regret, Jennifer's eyes began to rack up and down Magdalena's body as if stripping away every piece of clothing the girl was wearing. "Your tits must be nice and soft," she said casually, her hand caressing the mentioned chest but not groping. "A meaty thing like you must have tits that are like pillows big, soft... great to motorboat."<br><br>"Do you know what motorboat is?" Jennifer asked, her tone light and taunting. "It's where I place my face-" She pointed at it with one finger, that annoying grin on her face the entire time, and pointed crudely at Magdalena's breasts. "-between those fat sacks and blow hard as I can while shaking my head. Makes delightful sensations for both people."<br><br>The girls at the party, slowly, started to return to the party to normal when they saw how Jennifer was treating the new girl. As if the girl had the right to treat her like a sack of meat. As this continued on, the other girls chatted and mingled with themselves. Only stopping one of the new girls from trying to stop Jennifer.<br><br>Leaning close, her breathe ghosting over Magdalena's ear, she whispered in a low, throaty voice, "do you like to masturbate? I can imagine an uptight little girl like you fingering yourself everynight, wondering what it's like to get eaten out or having more than just your fingers in there. I bet you pinch your cute pink, are they pink?, nipples as well. What I would do to suck on those nipples all day long."<br><br>"Tell me, do you have a hairy muff or a clean one? I like clean ones but I don't mind if there's hair, can't be picky in a place like this." Jennifer suddenly licked Magdalena's earlobe, purring like a cat that ate the poor canary. "I can stick my tongue in your cute little pussy, lap it all up for you. Look at you as you and your chubby little body bounced and thrased untop of me. Those big old titties bouncing up and down like they were rubbed balls. I bet they, the tits, will be great handles for me to hold when I thrust in you with a strap on. Oh yeah."<br><br>"I'm Jennifer." And just like that, it was over. The blonde pulled back, tugging a stray strand of her hair behind her ear but keeping that taunting, alluring grin on her face. "Nice to meet you. I hope you and I have a great time with one another soon. If you need any help in anything... let me know. Okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 16:58:21</strong>
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				The embarrassment that Magdalena had felt burning at her cheeks upon being caught staring turned out outright shame as the girl leaned forward, her gut churning with distemper as she considered what she was supposed to do. Turning away would probably be the wisest move, but she could not figure out a way to do that without looking even more foolish than she already did, and so with a gulp, she did what anyone else might do in her situation: she froze. To be precise she froze with her face practically buried in the other woman's cleavage.<br><br>As the other woman drew back Magdalena frowned upwards as if to redress her, her features locking and her hands tightening as the girl toyed with her hair. She was almost too indignant to feel the weight of the room's occupants following Jennifer's eyes as the tall blonde helped herself to an eager look up and down the carefully-selected outfit that Magdalena now felt made her look almost frumpy. "You could get in trouble for touching me without permission," she began, for she knew that at least the rules would be on her side, "So- hey!" She choked off whatever clever rebuttal had been planned as the other woman casually groped her, staring at the girl in wordless rage, her mouth opening and closing almost like a fish as she desperately tried to find an appropriate reaction.<br><br>Her mind was quickly blanking, however, her panic overwriting any conscious thought as she felt the touch of the other girl's hands and the nervous clenching of her gut at the simple <em>thought</em> of the touch, one of the first times someone had touched her intimately. By the time Jennifer had gotten around to her grooming habits she had gone from shocked to sullen, her face beet-red and downcast as she tried utterly to disappear in the middle of a room whose occupants she knew must be fixated on her.<br><br>As the other girl walked away she found the humiliation giving way to anger, and unwilling to let herself be walked away from she quickly paced forward to catch up with Jennifer, clumsily gripping the side of the girl's dress to stop her forward progress. "Listen here," she snapped, her eyes darting down to Jennifer's cleavage even as she wondered <em>Am I supposed to touch her back? Is that how we're supposed to stick up for ourselves?</em> Her grip loosened and hesitated as she considered her options, her hand rising almost reflexively toward Jennifer's bust before she frowned and returned her hand to its former position, gripping the side of her dress. "I am- I would strap you on, not like it would happen at all!" she continued, her blood-filled cheeks twinging a bit as she mentally kicked herself for the awkward wordplay. What <em>was</em> a strapon, anyway? Was it like in the old british schools, where a student would be strapped as a form of punishment?<br><br>Magdalena shook her head as if to clear it, returning her gaze to Jennifer and freezing as she realized quite how far up she had to look. <em>Getting in somebody's face isn't very intimidating when they are so much taller than you are,</em> she considered, biting her lip in indecision before returning to the offensive. "I prefer natural, err, hair down, well-" she flustered, before biting off a hurried "Only sluts shave that! Sluts, and porn stars, and perverts!"<br><br>At this point Magdalena was much too angry to see what an absurd picture she painted for onlookers, the shorter, curvy girl clinging to Jennifer's dress and practically spitting meaningless and confused rebuttals up at her. All she could think was that if she managed to counter the girl's accusations, she might at least salvage some dignity from the situation. "What's more," she continued, sticking to her strategy, "You aren't allowed to call me fat! I'm a little curvy, that's all! And I would rather be curvy than a rail-thin slut who lies about people!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 17:16:59</strong>
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				Jennifer subtly pressed her legs together, feeling herself getting wet as Magdalena was all but rubbing her soft, full body against hers. Oh, she hasn't been with a meaty, full one for a while. Almost everyone here was a fucking stick. Jennifer knew she would have to get her hands on this one soon before anyone else noticed what a catch the new girl was.<br><br><em>I knew she was a little fighter. They're the most fun to train</em>, she thought lewdly to herself. <em>Hmm... whips and leather and commands. I miss those days of being a dom trainer. Maybe if I'm lucky tonight and she's stupid enough to join in with us... </em><br><br>The thought so pleased the girl, she let Magdalena attempt to verbally abuse her. In front of her friends and peers no less. She was that willing to have Magdalena. It took all her strength to not laugh like an idiot when Magdalena said 'strap you on' to her as if that was an insult. It delighted her at the same time though, since it meant that Magdalena had no clue what it was and that meant she must be new to the world of toys and games. <br><br>Jennifer almost moaned out loud at the delicious thought (images, really, of curvy Magdalena being introduced to the toys and machines all at the same time without any rest...) but swallowed it, instead switching it with a cocky, hard grin as Magdalena continued to talk to her in an attempt to shame her. <br><br>Again, a fiery one. Rowr.<br><br>The other girls, her friends, stepped closer as if to stop Magdalena and give her a piece of their mind. With a small gesture, she told her friends to back off and let her handle this. She'll salvage this soon enough. She always did whenever she wanted something. And Magdalena was something she wanted badly at the moment.<br><br>When she let Magdalena say her piece, Jennifer leaned a bit forward so she was face to face with the girl again. "So you're natural down there?" Jennifer asked with that low, throaty voice of hers. Hey eyes sparkling in mischief and schadenfreude at the situation she had in her hands. "Because if you like hairy muffs, you must have hairy muffs as well."<br><br>The girls nearby, the ones who could hear, laughed a bit and snickered to each other about that. Jennifer pointedly ignored them, looking at Magdalena and her only.<br><br>"I don't mind though," she said, her hand caressing Magdalena's stomach. "Hairy muffs? So nice and warm. Great place to bury my nose as I suck and nibble on your pink pussy, slurping up all those juices. And dear, please don't think I meant to insult you. I do like meat on my lovely little ladies. Nice tits and ass and hips are what I'm looking for and you're the best damn thing I've ever seen. If I could, I would take a picture of you and mastrubate to it ever night before I went to bed." <br><br>That was her highest compliment to any new girl she met. Really.<br><br>However, her face did twitch when she was called a slut to her face. Several times. Her eyes narrowing in anger and rage for a few seconds, her pretty face looking dark and vengeful. She raised her hand, as if ready to smack Magdalena into place but then suddenly remembered her manners and instead buried her hand in Magdalena's lovely, soft hair.<br><br>"Now now," Jennifer tutted, shaking a finger at Magdalena like she was some sort of naughty pet. "I don't like it when people judge me for simply wanting a good time. Now, behave now honey okay? We don't want to look silly in front of everyone here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 17:32:15</strong>
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				"My- private parts are none of your business!" Magdalena snapped, her ears burning liberally even as she fought to ignore the disgusting slander that kept coming from the other girl. She was so angry at the entire encounter that she had been trying her best to ignore and push aside her own reaction in favor of winning the argument, but as Jennifer's voice grew softer and the conversation slowed Magdalena's mind had time to start catching up with her. Shame, she was used to, anger she knew about, but as the tempo of their discussion momentarily slowed, she may have noticed that she still had an ever-so-slight rush of excitement. She knew that the intimate touches, the caresses of her hair and face were only meant to belittle her in front of the other girls, but as the taller woman reached down and oh-so-tenderly stroked her belly while talking about how she kept herself <em>down there</em>, she bit her lip and couldn't help but lean into the hand a bit, sighing a surprised whimper that she hoped went unnoticed by the rest of them. And especially be Jennifer.<br><br>Fortunately as the woman's taunts continued she gave Magdalena more ammunition, and as she tried to pull away from the taller girl she smirked, telling her (and the crowd) "I <em>knew</em> you were a pervert! Only someone who was sick would want my photo like that." She smirked, for real this time, as she noticed Jennifer's facial tics, and feeling as if she had found a weakness she pressed "You would only resent being called a slut if it was true! You dress like you want everyone in the room to see your breasts, it's as if you aren't wearing anything up there! Why stop there, why don't you just walk around naked so anybody who wants to can, you know- she crunched up her features a bit as her anger suddenly collided full-force with the brick wall of her ignorance, and unwilling to lose ground, she quickly concluded "So anyone who wants to can do stuff to you!"<br><br>Magdalena's words had begun to run together as their argument proceeded, her brief flash of arousal uncomfortably close to losing the fight in her mind. She had finally uncovered a weakness, and she didn't want to lose it, so she pointedly ignored Jennifer's warning finger and, in what she thought was a clever move, reached forward to brazenly cup the taller woman's breast, squeezing it awkwardly. It was unclear whether her fumbling attempt was intended to arouse anger or pleasure, but her features never lost their annoyed shape as she pressed "If you want a good time that much, then I'm not judging you, I'm simply observing what everyone else has! You dress like a slut, and you act like a, er- like a bitch! So don't think that just because you can get away with dressing like some kind of, like a slutty bitch, that you can get away with treating other people that way!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 17:57:07</strong>
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				The girls in the party, as if on some cue, took a step back as Magdalena verbally attacked Jennifer and grabbed her body like she owned it. There was only two things in the world that would make her go crazy: Being called a slut and being owned. And Magdalena was doing both at the same time.<br><br>"Does she have some sort of death wish?" Jean, one of the current, whispered to one of her friends as they watch the drama unfold.<br><br>"Ssshh!"<br><br>Whatever goodwill and charm Jennifer had earlier was gone in a flash, her face twisting into a visibly angry, pissed off look on her face as Magdalena grabbed her breast and continued to grope her. Her skin flushed, her nostrils flared. She did not like that at all.<br><br>"I'm going to make this clear little girl," Jennifer growled, her temper showing now. Her snatched Magdalena's hand from her breast, keeping a tight, painful grip on the wrist. "There's <em>nothing</em> wrong with sex. Anyone who thinks so is a little prude with obvious mommy and daddy issues from letting them enjoy themselves fully. And, little butterball, you seem to be rolling in those issues now. But I won't shame you on that. I pity you actually."<br><br>The girls looked at her and Magdalena, confused by those words.<br><br>"Yes, pity!" She looked around to the women, gesturing to Magdalena like she was some poor, unfortunate soul. "Can't you see? A poor, sexual woman is being caged and bridled under all of that! You expect me to hate someone who is simply afraid and terrified of sex? No! In fact, I'll do my Godfucking best to help poor little chubbywubby here realize that having sex is amazing and does not automatically make you a slut."<br><br>She dropped the hand now and stepped back, eyeing the girl with cool grace now as she let her friends flock behind her like some sort of posse. "I'm not a slut, I'll say that again for your benefit little lady, but simply someone who likes to explore and have fun," she said. "I mean, wouldn't you if all these-" Jennifer spread her arms out, gesturing to the women behind and around her as she flashed a charming grin to the crowd to win them over. "-lovely ladies were here with you 24/7. I would actually question anyone who <em>isn't</em> showing arousal in circumstances like these."<br><br>Some of the girls, the older ones and some of the current girls, giggled and smiled at her as she said those words. "See?" Jennifer said, smirking. "There's nothing worng with having a little fun. I just dress like this because it's easier to wear in a stuffy place like this. Well, I would love to stay and chat butterball, try and save that cute little muff from a Chasity belt and all, but I need to..." She smirked, her eyes picking up that light again. "Tend to some ladies at the moment."<br><br>"Take care," she leaned forward, pinching Magdalena's cheek before turning on her heel and leaving. Her hips moving back and forth hypnotically for anyone's attention. Some of her friends' glaring or hissing at her before following after her like the lackeys they are.<br><br>Once the posse was gone, the party was back in full swing. One of the girls, Jean, walked up to Magdalena and said, "you were really brave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 18:08:19</strong>
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				Magdalena was positively aglow as Jennifer stomped away, smiling even as she pointedly rubbed her wrist and attempted to restore feeling to the abused flesh. In her own book she had won the fight, and she had to actively fight the urge to call "Don't let anyone strap you on the way out" as the other woman-or slut, rather-stormed out.<br><br>After the posse left and the girls returned to their conversations it only took Magdalena a short while to realize that, at least for tonight, she was unlikely to be a part of any of them. Nobody likes to get involved in a fight, least of all when you're new and hoping to make an impression, so she wasn't hurt, at least not that badly.<br><br>Her expression lit up a bit as Jean approached her, and she put on a smile for the other girl's benefit. "Thank you!" she replied, "I'm Magdalena. What's your name? And I don't think so, that girl was just a bully, and bullies rarely deal well with people who simply stand up to them. Why I'll bet that if I had let her get the last word in, she would never have left me alone."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 18:14:44</strong>
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				"Jean Billie," the redhead (http://www.hji.co.uk/hjimages/images/qhs2270/hji/medium/2006-redhead-smooth.jpg) replied with a sweet smile. "I never seen Jennifer stop hitting on someone like that before. You really pushed her buttons well."<br><br>One of the girls nearby, a brunette with her hair in pigtails, snorted into her soda. "Too well," the girl pointed out. "I never seen Jennifer throw a bitch fit like that before. I suggest you watch your back Magdalena. She can be a real nasty piece of work when someone dumps her. Especially the way you did it."<br><br>"Ignore her," Jean said as the brunette drifted off to somewhere to the other parts of the room. She waved her hand, as if trying to get rid of that ominous warning out of their minds. "So, welcome to our prestigious Mariam Academy School. If you have any questions, you can ask right now! I'm more than happy to answer it for you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 18:21:48</strong>
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				Magdalena allowed herself a bit of a giggle at the term "bitch fit," still reveling a bit in her victory over the other woman. She nodded a bit when the other woman warned her to watch her back, smiling and thanking the girl for her warning, but she quickly turned her attention back to Jean. She hadn't thought anyone would talk to her after the blowup, but she had already made a new friend!<br><br>"Thanks for welcoming me," she smiled, "I guess you're an upperclassman? What are you majoring in? What do you do for fun? Err-" she trailed off with a bit of a flush as she realized that she was firing questions at the girl rapid-fire. "I guess I get a little ditzy when I'm under pressure like that," she recovered, "I'm just glad that awful girl is gone. Anyway, err, I was reading up on Mariam Academy before I came here, and I read this kind of weird rumor. I know it was somebody making it up, but I guess was wondering, err- was there any truth to it?"<br><br>She paused for a moment, biting her lip as if in consternation before she quietly added "And aside from those awful things that woman said, it's alright that I like girls, right? I won't be teased or shunned because of it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 18:33:53</strong>
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				"It's fine," Jean said to her. The party slowly winding down now after the drama, some people leaving the room to sleep or go somewhere with there friends. "Yes, I'm an upperclassman and I'm majoring in Political Science at the moment. I like to watch movies or listen to old records as a way to wind down after studying. It really helps. What about you? What are you going to major in?"<br><br>Jean heard the question and just gave a mysterious but kind smile, patting Magdalena's shoulder. She knew exactly what rumor Magdalena was talking about. "You'll find out soon enough Magdalena," she said to the younger and smaller woman. "Don't worry, you'll just be given one offer to find out if this is true or not so don't worry. There's no pressure about it. I'm sorry if it seems frustrating, but I don't have permission from Lucy to tell you that yet."<br><br>She gestured a slim, Asian woman who had her ink black hair tied into a bun with chopsticks as the person chatted near the window. "That's Lucy," she said with a fond smile. "Kind but kind of mean if you upset her... Oh, I'm sorry. I have to stop letting my mind wander off like that. Horrible habit."<br><br>"Of course you can like girls," Jean said, hugging Magdalena. "It's natural honey. No one will condemn you here for liking girls. With all the studying, stress, issues and drama here in the academy, it's not a surprise that we find comfort in each other that way. Don't mind Jennifer earlier, she was just trying to be friendly." She paused, adding cautiously, "well... HER version of friendly at least."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 18:49:15</strong>
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				Magdalena has visibly relaxed as the drama fades from the room, and as the party itself begins to wind down she takes the gradual departures as her cue to grab a bit of food before everyone leaves, moving to a table nearby and quickly filling her plate with a few snacks as she and Jean talk. "I don't know what I want to major in yet," she offers, "But English sounded nice. I do so love poetry, it might be neat to have a major that let me focus on studying old poems." She titters a bit, "Just as long as I don't have to write any myself."<br><br>Magdalena falls silent as Jean pats her shoulder, the girl relaxing visibly as Jean's conduct reassures her that she hasn't tread on some taboo or asked something stupid. Her features do pinch together curiously at Jean's wordplay, and she quietly ponders <em>permission? I guess at least some of the rumors must be true</em>. "Do you think you could introduce me sometime?" she asks, her body language hesitant as she faces the other girl. "It can be tough making friends, so I guess, you know, if we're friends- are we, by the way? Well, I guess I would want to be friends with your friends too. Unless that's too, you know, friendly." She forces a bit of a giggle, obviously aware of how awkward her own phrasing sounds, and quickly turns back to her plate as an excuse to not dwell on her diction.<br><br>"I'm glad that there aren't any biases like that," she concedes, "Although Jennifer was a little upsetting." She pauses a bit, her brow furrowing as she cautiously asks "Is she, well, that version of friendly with a lot of people? I wouldn't want to offend anyone else by calling her a slut, you know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:12:43</strong>
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				Jean smiles again, nodding her head in reply. "Of course we're friends Magdalena," she gently assured the girl. "I'm more than happy to help you in anyway I can. Don't worry. First thing in the morning, I'll introduce you to all of my friends and let you talk with them all to know them better. I'm sure you'll have a great time."<br><br>"And, I'm sorry to say, yes. Jennifer has always been like that the moment she entered the school. She's quite well liked because of it. Also hated for it but also well liked. There's a reason why all those girls follow her 24/7. They like to call themselves her 'harem'." Jean giggled at the word for some reason. "I highly doubt they're actually with her like that. It's been a while since she was... oh yeah." <br><br>The redhead blushed, letting it match her roots as she muttered 'not part of it yet' before cheerfully dismissing the subject. "Come on, we'll explore the academy a bit to let you know what goes on around here."<br><br>They left the room a few minutes later, some of the final people to leave the now empty room and to wander the school halls a bit before school actually begun for them in the morning. Lucy followed them every few feet, watching them with suspicious eyes as she glared at Magdalena as if trying to summon eyebeams from her.<br><br>"Don't mind Lucy," Jean said as they walked a bit towards the main hall were the student council held their meetings. "She just wants to make sure you don't attempt to steal me or anything or anything like that. So, do you have any other questions concerning about the school?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 19:29:52</strong>
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				Magdalena gladly let herself get led away to wander the halls, curiously glancing back over her shoulder at Lucy every so often. "Steal you?" she giggled, "I don't think I could even lift you up, much less make a clean getaway. Or do you mean like, are you and she girlfriends, like, dating-girlfriends?" regardless of Jean's answer she tried to catch Lucy's eye and smiled, reassuring the girl "Jean and I just met, I would never try to break up a couple!"<br><br>"I guess a lot of the things I'm wondering will have to come from people in my classes," she concedes, "Stuff like which instructors to avoid and which ones to take courses from, which courses I want and which ones should be avoided." as they continued to walk she darted another nervous glance toward Lucy, still unnerved by the woman's silent escort. "What do people do for fun around here, I guess? Is there a lot of dorm life, or do people tend to spend their time somewhere else?"<br><br>She trailed off with that, letting silence reign for a bit as they walked before she curiously added "And, err- when do I find out? About, you know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 13:03:00</strong>
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				Lucy said nothing to Magdalena but did offer a smile. Or an attempt at one. It looked more like she was baring all her white, strong teeth in a hard but nice gesture. Jean made a comment about Magdalena's questions but it wasn't heard as they continued to walk down the halls, and there was... sounds.<br><br>The sounds, people talking and laughing and sensuous dance club music, was coming from the large rooms that were further down the hall near the staircase they needed to go if they wanted to go back to their rooms. Jean stopped in her track, looking pale and her freckles on her face standing out even with all the make up she wore.<br><br>"I thought they were having it down the hall Lucy," she said anxiously to her lover as the person hurried over to them. Lucy shrugged, looking surprised as well. "Oh... Magdalena, I think we might want to take the other path instead-"<br><br>"Magdalena," Lucy suddenly said, her voice clear and strong.&nbsp; "You said you wanted to know what we do for fun here and when you'll know about... it, no?" She gestured sarcastically to the doors down the hall, as music and lights poured from the cracks of the door. "Here's your only chance to find out. If you don't want to, that's it. You'll be allowed to live here with arrogance for your entire time here."<br><br>"Lucy!" Jean cried.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 13:22:18</strong>
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				As they paced through the halls Magdalena couldn't help but swivel her head around every so often, as if constantly glancing around would ease the vague sense of unrest that Lucy's continued presence and Jean's vague answers had instilled. She had ignored the sounds of music at first, this was after all a dormitory and some parties were to be expected, but Jean's strong reaction to the sound only served to pique Magdalena's curiosity. "Are you alright?" she queried, momentarily ignoring Lucy as she puzzled over the source of the redhead's worry.<br><br>After a moment's concerned scrutiny she returned her attention to Lucy, because ignoring people is rude after all! The continued mystery around the whole place did not sit well with her, but Jean's avoiding the subject had done nothing but whip her curiosity into a frenzy, and she only had to think for a moment, staring at the inexplicably hostile asian girl in thought. Finally, she bit her lip lightly and asked "This isn't a trick, right? Like, you two aren't secretly trying to pay me back for the fight at the party?" She wrung her hands at the thought, indecision still obvious in her body language as she conceded "If you're not, and this is really my only chance, I do want to find out about it."<br><br>She turned back to Jean and inclined her head questioningly at the other woman. "You said we would get a chance, right? I don't want to get pushed further out of the dorm's circle than I already have, and it seemed like you were rather positive about 'it' earlier, whatever it is."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 13:47:52</strong>
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				Jean was protesting to Magdalena about her decision, saying she needed more time and friends here before joining in. Lucy (http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:GOJ2NfP2qws3KM:http://www.womensbeautylife.com/albums/Asian_hairstyles/Asian_woman_half_updo_picture.sized.jpg&amp;t=1), however, simply took Magdalena by her shoulder and walked her closer to the closed doors. Jean followed, begging Lucy to not do this yet to Magdalena and let her wait until she got some experience.<br><br>"First times are best ways to experience things," Lucy said cryptically. She turned to look at Jean and made a motion with her hands. "Down and nipples, Jean."<br><br>Stopping in her tracks, Jean instantly went on her knees on the floor and unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her bra. Taking that off, letting her small B-cup breasts come into view, she started to pinch, tug and flick them there and then. She looked at Lucy as if waiting for a signal and got one. When Lucy raised her hand, she started to mewl and moan out her arousal as she did that.<br><br>"This is not a trick Ms. Magdalena," Lucy said as she knocked on the door. "What we do here behind these walls are very serious. I can not assure you a lot of things about the situation you'll be in now since you accepted the Domme and Sub Program but I can say this... you will be part of a very important circle."<br><br>The doors opened wide, revealing a woman that had a white armband with the letter '<strong><em>D</em></strong>' over her beautiful blue dress. Behind her, it revealed that the room was not a study room as it was suspected to be but some kind of lounge (http://www.exploringlasvegas.com/nightclubs/tryst/tryst_nightclub_las_vegas.jpg). Well-furnished and filled with the beautiful students of the school at this late hour. <br><br>Some were wearing the armbands like the woman was or one with '<em><strong>S</strong></em>' instead. There were some women not wearing the armbands and were reacting to it differently. Some were having fun, laughing and talking to others while the other armbandless woman stared at what was going on before them with opened mouths and wide eyes. Well, you would be too if you saw what was happening there in the room.<br><br>The ones with the S armband were naked except for some here and there wearing slutty lingerie or collars on their necks. The 'S' girls seem to be the source of entertainment at the moment, as they were fondled, fingered, toyed or spanked by ones with the D armbands. Their cries and moans filling the room as well along the music.<br><br>"Nice to meet you again Lucy," the woman greeted cheerfully, waving her hand. She looked over Lucy's shoulders and saw Jean there. Who was still playing with her breasts and nipples as she knelled on the floor. Her head bowed down in arousal and shame as the front of her jeans showed a massive wet spot where her crotch was. "Misbehaved again, huh?"<br><br>"Just needed her to be distracted, but she's been a splendid Sub over all Mary," Lucy said as she pulled something out of her pocket. It was the 'D' armband and she slipped it on her and pulled out another armband, the one with the 'S', and tossed it to where Jean was. "Continue that for another five minutes and follow us in slave after you've put that on."<br><br>"Yes Mistress Lucy," Jean whispered. <br><br>She turned to Magdalena, raising an eyebrow. She gestured to the open doors and the room that was beyond it. "There's no turning back Magdalena," she warned. "You need to come into this room now. It's going to start soon." <br><br>If Magdalena looked hard enough, she would see Jennifer sitting on one of the lounges flocked by beautiful women. She had changed her outfit from the blouse and jeans to a sexy and fashionable version of a rider's outfit (http://www.morethings.com/music/madonna/madonna-louise-ciccone-ritchie-161.jpg). Complete with the hat and riding crop. She was using said crop to smack some of the girl's butts and cunts when she felt like it or they begged her to, much to roaring joy of the others.<br><br>"Magdalena," Lucy said again, looking a bit impatient. "Please, come along now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 14:12:07</strong>
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				Magdalena primly allowed herself to be led, her shoulders still tight with nervousness. <em>At least Lucy isn't staring at me like she wants me dead anymore</em>, she considered, trying to keep pace with Lucy even as she kept finding her eyes drawn back to the obviously distressed Jean, her gaze anxiously flitting between the pair.<br><br>She frowned as Lucy, suddenly imperious, addressed Jean, and confusion melted to surprise as her new friend quickly lowered herself to the floor. Magdalena could not have told anyone whether she was more surprised by Jean's actions or by the way she turned from worried to obedient like someone flicking a lightswitch, but as Jean exposed herself the brunette found herself unable to keep from staring, her eyes fixed on Jean's bared breasts as the girl teased herself. A moment of indecision darted through Magdalena as she considered what Jean might think of her rapt attention, but the girl's intense focus on Lucy, while a little jealousy-inspiring, somehow justified the brunette's voyeurism.<br><br>She turned back to Lucy as the asian woman began to speak, it was only polite after all, but she seemed to barely hear the woman's reassurances over Jean's mewls and ministrations. As the doors were opened she took the scene in through dazed eyes, the shock of the party supplanting that of her new friend's sudden behavior. It was as if her eyes couldn't decide on exactly where to settle, and as the overstimulated girl's gaze slid past the entertainment, past the Ss and Ds, and past the barely-noted group of armband-less women, she found herself self-consciously wrapping both arms around herself, as if being seen witnessing the spectacle and shame of her dormmates somehow exposed her her in turn.<br><br>Caught as she was in her surprised, the pale skin of her face once more heating with a bright, almost panicked blush, she didn't even hear Mary's exchange with Lucy, and it wasn't until Lucy impatiently repeated herself that Magdalena started and turned to follow the girl, her eyes flicking over the conventionally-dressed asian before she quickly averted her gaze, her overstimulated mind already having begun to spin sordid fantasies and flustered wonderings about the woman's relationship with her bottom.<br><br>She opened her mouth as if to ask a question, only to snap it tightly: she had made an idiot of herself enough times today, and she resolved to just shut up until she was confident that she could talk without babbling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 15:03:24</strong>
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				Lucy lead her into the room, the scent and heat and noise rushing to the duo headlong the moment they entered. At their left, a brunette was being spanked with a studded paddle. At their right, a darkhaired woman was being force to take up a large, vibrating dildo as she recited out the alphabet to the woman who was putting the toy in her. Everywhere you looked, something sordid and taboo was happening.<br><br>"It's been a while since Jean and I have been to this type of parties," Lucy commented casually to Magdalena, looking at one duo that was having sex with one another with a two-headed dildo. "Amateurs. You go one at a time, not together. Honestly, we need to set up lessons or of some sort for these girls."<br><br>Jean followed them soon after, her shirt unbutton revealing her breasts and sporting the armband now. Lucy kissed Jean's cheek, muttering something in the redhead's ear. Jean blushed but nodded, walking over to some part of the room and vanishing from the two's sight from the crowd.<br><br>"We need to be alone so I can talk you to better about this," Lucy said, taking her to a spot where it wasn't crowded by someone or some people. She sat Magdalena down and sat herself, crossing her legs. "Now, I'll explain to you about... ah, our arrangements here in the Domme and Sub Program."<br><br>"The Domme and Sub Program was designed by the Student Council in an attempt to swerve the pressure, infighting and sexual tension the students were having during the very first year this school was opened. This has been going on ever since, in order to help keep the atmosphere in school relaxed and polite. New students or transferees who come here are given a chance to be part of this program and only have one time to do so."<br><br>Lucy stopped, looking at Magdalena to see if she'll ask any questions. Hearing none, she continued. "The Domme and Sub Program is very simple. Two girls are paired with one another. One will be the Domme, the controller and 'teacher'. The other shall be the Sub, the subordinate and 'student' of sorts."<br><br>"The Sub shall set their limits, what things they will not do, and that's all they can do in this program. The Domme will then have full command over the Sub during the entire school year until one of them graduates and may order the Sub to do whatever they see fit and treat them as they see fit. No exchanges or backing away in this. This is to help get rid of the tension and pressure both feel and to know the other better in hopes of making a close bond."<br><br>The Asian gestured to the party before them. "This is the Mingling. Where participants of the program can show the new ones what is in store for them if they choose to be in this and become either a Domme or Sub."<br><br>There was a sudden roar of laughter and applause and even Lucy turned to see what the commotion was. There was a stripped, tied up woman on a table. The space around the table crowded by the partygoers as they watched the show. The 'S' armband showing that she was a Sub and she looked like she wasn't used to be tied and gagged like the way she was now. <br><br>Hovering over her was Jennifer, as she pistoned the handle of her riding crop in and out of the withering woman while slapping the woman's breasts and taunted and humiliated her. She left the riding crop deep in the woman, walking over to grab a nearby bottle to take deep gulps but not swallowing. <br><br>She walked back to the table and looked at the woman for a second and made a gesture with her hand. The woman nod and Jennifer shrugged in reply. The tall blonde leaned over, she pulled the ball gag out of the woman's mouth and kissed the woman in a pure sign of dominance as her hands buried themselves in the woman's curly brown hair. The two of them sharing a literal alcohol laced kissed with one another as the crowd around them cheered and clapped.<br><br>"Like that," Lucy said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 15:38:56</strong>
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				Magdalena followed Lucy through the room, her head clearing even as her gut wrenched and her cheeks heated at the various scenes unfolding around them. She was almost grateful when Lucy brought them to a slightly more secluded part of the room, away from the wild and rampant ribaldry that dominated the party. She sat primly as the asian woman explained their organization, nodding her head when it seemed appropriate and otherwise sitting still in her chair, trying with all her might not to squirm or otherwise betray her discomfiture.<br><br>As the two of them watched Jennifer working the new S over on the table Magdalena had to suppress a bit of a shiver- watching the girls was twisting her anxiety into an odd knot of eagerness and reticence, and she had long since given up trying to keep her thoughts and feelings about this sort of thing sorted out. All she knew was that in some morbid, twisted, and perhaps even perverted way she still wanted to know more.<br><br>"So w-where would I go from here, if I was interested?" she inquired nervously, biting her lip and flinching a bit as she heard herself trip over her own words.&nbsp; <em>If I can't match her elegance, I should at least try to talk without stuttering.</em> She caught herself gazing around the room, perhaps a bit too eagerly, and returned her attention to Lucy, self-consciously straightening the seam on her jeans. As her eyes flit back to scrutinize the woman she found her gaze catching the curve of the thin woman's hip and with more courage than she felt, perhaps drunk on the hyper-sexualized environment, she asked "And, well, would I be able to do this," she floundered, vaguely waving her hand to indicate the room as a whole "With anyone? Or, how would that work? Could I, you know, with- err, with Jean? Or... with you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 16:02:36</strong>
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				"Just wait," Lucy advised her as the party raged on. "This is just to let the unmarked ones, the new students like you, be evaluated by the Head Adviser of the Domme and Sub Program and the Co-Adviser. After a while, they'll stop the festivities and match up the Domme and Sub. Right now, as we speak, you're being watched by the two and they're deciding what category to put you in and who you'll be with."<br><br>The woman smiled a bit. "It's a bit obvious where you belong though, don't you think?" <br><br>Before Magdalena could ask what that meant, Jean came to them. Wearing bunny ears over her gorgeous red locks and a red sheer halter dress (http://www.yumdrop.com/i/360x540/Y305358_RED.jpg) with a pair of strappy heels she was teetering on. "Is this what you wanted from me, Mistress Lucy?" Jean asked eagerly, blushing as she stood there.<br><br>Lucy smiled, a real genuine one with some lust in it, and kissed Jean's stomach and nuzzled her face into it. "Hmmm, perfect as ever dear. Now... I need some help relaxing here. Kneel, full one."<br><br>As the Asian woman unzipped her pants and pushed it down, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy, Jean knelled forward and inserted her tongue into the woman's hot, wet sex. Without hesitating at all, Jean started to lick and lap up the juices of her Mistress. Lucy growled in approval, smirking at the sight of the redhead eating her out as she played with the bunny ears.<br><br>"Sorry Magdalena, but a pair is called a pair for a reason," Lucy said. "You'll need to be paired with someone who isn't already paired at the moment. You can only be with them, period. We're happy to give you advice and... ahh, oh yes Jean. Suck on my clit like that. Good. Where was I? Oh... We're happy to give you advice and help you out during the first few weeks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 17:18:30</strong>
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				Magdalena's cheeks did not flush when Jean reappeared, her face did not heat, and her eyes certainly did not widen. This was probably because she was already bright red, and if her expression had been capable of distorting to indicate further surprise or shock, she would probably have required the services of a reconstructive surgeon afterwards. Thankfully none of this happened, and the brunette simply stared at the girl, in surprise and, as she quickly knelt to attend to what were apparently her duties, enjoyment.<br><br>The short girl tried not to stare as Lucy lowered her pants, and she did a fairly good job of not noticing or paying undue attention to the girl's finely trimmed bush, or to the simple, alluring lines of her triangle, or to the cutely puckered lips that Jean had so familiarly parted moments ago. Even as she stared intently at Jean Magdalena frowned thoughtfully, curiously inquiring "Full one?" Before she got an answer she shook her head yet again as if to clear the cobwebs and glanced back around, her lips quirking a bit as she took in the scene and tried very hard not to notice her new friend skillfully tonguing her second new friend just feet away from her. "I didn't think it was that obvious that I was a domme," she commented offhandedly, trying to sound casual to recover her poise, "But thank you for noticing!"<br><br>As Lucy turned her down she managed to avoid looking like a kicked puppy, but only just, and as Jean continued to work she found herself licking her lips, one finger rising to fidget anxiously at her lips as&nbsp; if to fulfill some oft-buried oral fixation that had chosen tonight of all nights to rear itself. "Are you sure?" she murmured, not even sure herself of what she was offering. "I could, I don't know- help."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 17:51:16</strong>
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				Lucy grinds her pussy against Jean. The redhead's talented lips and tongue did their best to please as she worshiped her Mistress' pussy and drank the juices like it was the last drops of water and she was dying of thirst. Lucy moaned, tilting her head back and breathing hard now. "I... later..." Lucy moaned, wrapping her strong legs around Jean's neck to pull the girl closer. "That's right baby... suck your Mistress' cunt nice and hard. Oh fuck... looks like someone is going to get a toy in them later..."<br><br>The music, as if on cue, suddenly stopped. An eerie hush blanketing the room that was, a few seconds ago, brimming with life. The Dommes stopped playing, the Subs stopped moaning and everyone else just shut up. Even Jennifer stopped herself in her activities, which involved a shot glass in places that it shouldn't be and some brandy, and stayed quiet.<br><br>Lucy opened one eye and sighed, letting her legs go slack against her Sub's neck. "Always when I'm at my closest..." she muttered as she pushed a sad Jean away from her wet, slick pussy. She adjusted her jeans and zipped them up, helping her Sub on her feet. <br><br>She gestured to Magdalena to come over, pointing to a stage that now had two people; a brunette (http://starsmedia.ign.com/stars/image/article/862/862629/peta-todd-20080327021954434-000.jpg) and a blonde (http://www.hairstyleshowto.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/blondehair61.jpg), were standing. They walked closer to the duo as the other party people went as well.<br><br>The brunette (http://www.enchanted-dreams.com/prodimages/med/sh/SH-90056.jpg) exuded more confidence in between the duo. Wearing the D on her arm proudly, she had a leash in her hand. Said leash was connected to the scrumptious blonde next to her, who was wearing a ballgag in her mouth, her hands were bound behind her and there were vibrating eggs taped to her nipples and cunt.<br><br>"Welcome," the brunette said with a charming smile on her face, "to the annual Domme and Sub Matching Program! I'm Meghan, the Head Adviser of the program and this-" She gestured to the blonde. "-is my co-adviser, Tammy. Please don't mind her, she's just getting her daily punishment. You know what they say. A slut a day keeps the creeps away."<br><br>General laughter in the crowd, as if this was a joke they all heard and that was possible.<br><br>"Now, this is very simple," Meghan said. "We were observing you during the party and how you interacted. We made our matches and when we call your names, come up to we may present you the arm tags. Now... Rose and Victoria..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 18:15:40</strong>
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				A bit put off at being thoroughly ignored by Lucy during the latter half of the party, Magdalena quickly turned her attention to the pair when the noise died down, her eyes tracing over both women with appreciation. Her breath may have caught in her throat a bit when she noticed the ball gag, and she may have wet her lips a bit in some kind of subconscious motion, but if so she would never admit to it.<br><br>As they began to call for couples to come up, Magdalena smiled and patiently waited her turn, scrutinizing the other girls curiously and openly wondering who she would have assigned as her S.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 18:31:33</strong>
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				This continued on for nearly thirty minutes, as pairs were formed. The selection started by calling the two names and when they came, they gave the armbands wordlessly and let them go. If one of them was already a Domme or Sub, they would just replace that armband with the other one or did nothing to it, signaling that they get to keep their position.<br><br>"Jennifer and Magdalena," Meghan said outloud at last. <br><br>The people went silent, once more, and stared at the mentioned people with surprise. It seems to be the only useful thing the people were for when at parties like these. Soon enough, they kicked back to life as they whispered and talked to one another. Didn't the two, Magdalena and Jennifer, just have a fight earlier at the party? Was the Head Adviser intentionally doing this as some sort of punishment? Oh, the questions forming in their head. <br><br>"I repeat, Jennifer and Magdalena."<br><br>The blonde did not hesitate to get on the stage, in all her glory in that stupid riding outfit she wore with such pride. To no one's surprise, Meghan just shook her hand and whispered a few words in her ear, meaning that Jennifer was going to keep her status as the Domme in the new relationship that she was in.<br><br>"Oh no," Jean said, burying her head on Lucy's shoulder. "I can't bear to watch this at all," the redhead moaned, her voice muffled from the shirt. "I told you this was a bad idea Lucy! Now look what happened. I'm so sorry Magdalena, I really am."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sophina</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 19:12:37</strong>
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				Magdalena frowned a bit as the names were called, shooting an undisguised hostile look toward Jennifer from across the room. Apparently she had not been paying particularly close attention to the proceedings, or perhaps she simply hadn't appreciated the seriousness with which the society held the proceedings. She shrugged off Jean's apology and strode glibly to the front of the room, sticking her tongue out at Jennifer before she turned to face Meghan, shooting her a much more polite smile.<br><br>"I think there has been some kind of mistake," she assured the woman, "There is no way I am going to put up with that slutty cunt for a single night, much less a whole year." Smirking, she made a show of turning and sizing Jennifer up and down, quickly dismissing her as she turned back to the two women leading the proceeding. "First of all, I am obviously a domme, why was I listed as a sub?"<br><br>Shaking her head, she shuddered slightly in sympathy, glancing at Jennifer from the corner of her eye. After all, there was no way she was going to put up with <em>that </em>thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rules are rules (AngelsDemonsCode &amp; Sophina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AngelsDemonsCode</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 19:25:10</strong>
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				"Magdalena," Meghan said, her face set in stone now. "We're very serious about this. We think Jennifer will be an excellent teacher for you since it seems you're clearly new to things like... this."<br><br>To demonstrate her point, Meghan pulled a remote out of nowhere and pursed on a button the eggs on Tammy's body vibrated harder and faster, making the gagged blonde buck and moan. Her body shaking in pure pleasure as juices dripped and oozed out of her cunt. Jennifer didn't bat an eye or even blush, instead just tilted her head to get a better view of the waxed vagina that was on blatant display.<br><br>"We also noticed," Meghan continued, "that you are clearly a Sub when you do not put up this obviously fake act for everyone's benefit. We saw how you reacted to the environment the club had. A Domme would have been automatically excited while you looked ashamed by it. You could barely speak at first and had to collect yourself while the Domme would be asking many questions."<br><br>Meghan handed Magdalena the armband with the S, giving her a sharp glare as she did so. It was obvious she didn't like the way she treated Jennifer, though the blonde didn't seem to mind. <br><br>"We do not tolerate little girls throwing tantrums or anything like that. This is a serious matter and you accepted this the moment you entered the room. There is no turning back no matter what. Starting tomorrow morning, which will be a few hours, you shall be Jennifer's Sub. If you refuse, we will make your life here... difficult. Do I make myself clear?"
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