Grace plays Grace the second year Sandon college student and cheerleader, Federico plays Federico the principal.
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Federico Perenti clears his voice and types into the computer. "Ah, Grace, come in come in. Just a second."
Grace opens the door and walks in
Grace waits for the principal to finish typing
Federico Perenti: please, make yourself comfortable.. Let me have a quick look at your notes.. *recalls your scores on the computer*
Grace smiles nervously, pulls out the chair opposite the principal, and sits down slowly
Grace crosses her legs
Federico Perenti glances at her marks. "Hm. Hmmmm.. Arumph."
Grace looks more nervous now
Federico Perenti: so.. I have a few notes here that I want to understand better. Your marks are not .. well. not brilliant enough for this school. You know that, I guess. Because here it says... *makes a pause looking at her*
Grace: oh
Grace: w.what does it say ...?
Grace says in a very soft voice
Grace feels her heart thumping
Federico Perenti puffs. "There's a note from Fairbanks here. It says you have a special permission.. to stay.. *reads*.. to.. to keep the cheerleader group.."
Grace: oh yes..
Grace leans back a little relaxed
Grace: Mr Fairbanks permitted me to setup the cheerleading squad last year
Federico Perenti bumps a pencil and lets it fall. Immediatly he leans down, moving so quickly to surprise her, getting a straight view at her legs.
Grace straightens her back, visibly tense
Federico Perenti smiles at her, knowingly. "I SEE very well."
Grace keeps her legs crossed
Grace: w..what do you see Sir?
Federico Perenti: .. the note.. your scores..
Grace: yes, of course
Grace: i know i haven't been doing that well
Federico Perenti clicks again. "There are been some complaints, Grace."
Grace: but i have.. improved
Grace: c-complaints?
Grace: aabout me?
Federico Perenti: yes.. some of your comrades in fact. They say you... you are provoking the boys.
Grace: i am not
Grace: i haven't done anything!
Federico Perenti: hmm. But seen your position...
Federico Perenti: If I were you, I would take better care of ... *waves hands* having a good relationship with the other students.
Grace: what do you mean Sir...?
Grace: I haven't done anything wrong
Grace: I seldom mix around with other students
Grace: except the gals from the cheerleading squad
Federico Perenti: hmm? No? But someone took the effort of complaining.. hmm.. Well that's wrong to start with. You should more.
Grace: yes Sir
Grace looks slightly confused but decides to be agreeable with the principal
Federico Perenti: .. be helpful! If someone asks something of you, better comply. If not, you will be set apart and be bullied.
Grace: yes.. yes ok Sir
Federico Perenti: Of course I cannot tell you who is complaining. Privacy.
Federico Perenti: But I will tell you that. If during next week the complaints are not taken back...
Federico Perenti taps the desk.
Grace nods
Federico Perenti: .. well I'll have to punish you. I'm going to introduce new punishment for students. Chores.
Grace: but..but.. shouldn't you punish the bullies Sir? i haven't done anything
Federico Perenti: Hm? No. No. You're taking this in the wrong way.
Federico Perenti: This school will teach you how to work in groups. In our society.
Grace: yes Sir
Grace: i .. i will try
Federico Perenti says in a rather final tone. "You will ask everyone if they filed a complaint. If you don't manage to find who did it and to have it retracted..
Grace: ohhh
Grace: i have.. to ask everyone??
Federico Perenti: .. you will clean the boy's toilets for all of next week. And I tell you, you have NO idea how dirty they get.
Grace: gosh
Grace: i - i - yes.. ok Sir
Grace: i will ...
Grace looks confused again but decides it best not to argue
Federico Perenti: You're a smart girl, Grace. *clearing his throat, satisfied.
Federico Perenti: I hope we can really understand each other. I know you had a good relationship with Fairbanks...
Grace blushes slightly, wondering if he knows
Grace: good relat... yes Sir
Grace: i guess
Grace swallows
Grace: i will do.. as you say Sir
Grace: i will ask everyone if they have filed a complaint..
Grace: and to get it retracted
Federico Perenti pushes a few keys on the computer and a movie starts to play. It's pretty dark and you can't make it out.
Federico Perenti: Good, good.
Grace looks at the principal's eyes roving on his screen
Grace: (what are you watching Sir?)
Federico Perenti: But I want you to have an even better relationship with me.
Grace: ummm
Grace: well..
Federico Perenti keeps the screen tilted so that she cannot make out what the movie is.
Grace: i dont know .. what ... to say Sir
Federico Perenti: I want you to consider me as your mentor.
Grace: yes .. yes sure Sir
Grace: thank you
Federico Perenti: I will help the staff here. We will teach you .. you have potential Grace.
Federico Perenti: More potential than the others, than some of the others with better grades.
Grace is trying to figure out if he knows what Fairbanks has done to her
Grace remembers the blowjobs she had to give some teachers
Grace: is.. is Mr Fairbanks.. coming back Sir?
Federico Perenti turns the volume up. From the machine a muffled sound of sucking fills the room.
Grace: ohhhh god
Grace turns bright red
Grace looks panicky
Federico Perenti: No.. he is not. He could not teach you well enough.
Grace: i...
Federico Perenti: You?
Grace feels her throat constrict, stopping her from speaking
Grace swallows again, unsure what to say
Grace tries to peer at the monitor screen
Federico Perenti: Stand up.
Federico Perenti: Come by me.
Grace feels her heart turn cold
Grace slowly rises from her seat
Grace walks to you like a zombie
Federico Perenti: Quicker. And put some soul in these legs! I don't make you do your cheerleading for that!
Grace: yes..
Grace quickly stands beside the man
Federico Perenti adjusts the screen so that Grace could see it. She recognizes her own hair, her face lost in what she now remembers to be Fairbank's crotch.
Grace turns bright red, her mouth falling open in shock
Grace: he taped me !
Grace tries to reach for the keyboard, but he pushes her hand away with his left hand, while his right controls the mouse.
Federico Perenti fasts forward to the moment of Fairbank's orgasm, the sound of Grace coughing and gagging. "We did." He waits to see what she will do.
Grace covers her mouth in deep embarrassment as she looks at her self on the screen
Grace slumps her shoulders
Grace: please don't.. do this Sir...
Federico Perenti pulls her nearer, arm around her waist. His other hand reaches under her skirt.
Grace: ohhh
Federico Perenti: What it is that I should not do, Grace?
Grace struggles for a split second but stops when he tightens his grip
Grace gives a little cry. His fingers are touching her privates!
Federico Perenti slides his hand between her thighs. He pushes and his expert fingers find immediately their path. His index finger slides all inside her, his thumb resting on her bush, the part between index and thumb pressing on her nub.
Grace resists, trying to close her thighs
Federico Perenti: What is that you do not want, Grace? Tsk, tsk, you're just trapping my hand like this. It's already inside you.
Grace: ohhh
Grace feels defeated
Federico Perenti: Little Grace. I own you now. Make peace with that. It's a fact. *caresses his hair with the other hand, keeping her still with the finger inside her, unmoving*
Grace struggles a little, but more for show now. she feels his finger inside her
Grace feels her ears burning, the shame eating her
Federico Perenti: It's a fact and it's not even the more interesting one. I have no need of a fucktoy. So don't be that. Be more than that. Start by saying it, though. Say that you're mine.
Grace: i'm yours
Federico Perenti smiles at her.
Grace's face looks pained as she says it
Grace feels its all happening again
Federico Perenti: Of course you are. You feel me inside you. You know I can do what I want with you.
Grace: yes Sir...
Federico Perenti: So you've been giving blowjobs around, right? To Fairbanks and teachers.. students that I do not know of?
Grace: No... it's not like that...
Grace: Fairbanks makes me do it...
Grace: made
Federico Perenti sighs and relaxes in his couch. "Of course. And the teachers? I have tapes of them all."
Grace: I haven't...
Grace: er...yes he made me do it...*hanging head in shame
Federico Perenti: He did. But the others?
Grace: He.. he had Mr Meth watch one time while I sucked him
Grace: then he told me after that every week I was to suck Mr Meth once
Federico Perenti nods.
Federico Perenti: see?
Grace: I had no choice...
Federico Perenti: No. Of course. Nor you have a choice now.
Federico Perenti: Grace.. you have a first task we discussed before. I expect you to do it well. Now you will have a second one. You will do me a research, and hand it to me at the end of next week.
Grace gulps, but nods
Federico Perenti: a paper on blowjobs.
Federico Perenti: History. Technique.
Grace: noo... i mean.. Yes Sir
Federico Perenti: And you will watch samples. Youtube offers plenty. You will comment at least on 50 of them.
Grace: omigod
Grace nods
Federico Perenti: no cheating. I will read it and I will know if you've watched them carefully.
Grace: yyes Sir
Federico Perenti: Got it? *finallly moves his finger, that in the meantime was getting nearly stuck to her walls*
Grace: yes!
Grace tiptoes, feeling the finger wriggling
Federico Perenti pulls out of her, slowly. He licks the tip of his finger, then offers it to her mouth.
Grace: ohhh
Federico Perenti: Lick it clean. It's your stuff.
Grace is horrified to see her principal licking his finger coated with her juices
Grace opens her mouth slowly to accept his finger
Grace takes the finger into her lips
Federico Perenti pushes his finger inside her mouth, roughly, scraping against her palate with his nail. "Quicker."
Grace grimaces, taking the whole finger into her mouth. Reluctantly, she uses her tongue to clean it.
Federico Perenti turns away from her. He says in a final tone "That will be all for now, Grace. Put your heart in your work."
Grace: yes sir
Grace takes a step back, feeling humiliated and uncertain. She turns and runs out of the room
Grace: please don't.. do this Sir...
Federico Perenti pulls her nearer, arm around her waist. His other hand reaches under her skirt.
Grace: ohhh
Federico Perenti: What it is that I should not do, Grace?
Grace struggles for a split second but stops when he tightens his grip
Grace gives a little cry. His fingers are touching her privates!
Federico Perenti slides his hand between her thighs. He pushes and his expert fingers find immediately their path. His index finger slides all inside her, his thumb resting on her bush, the part between index and thumb pressing on her nub.
Grace resists, trying to close her thighs
Federico Perenti: What is that you do not want, Grace? Tsk, tsk, you're just trapping my hand like this. It's already inside you.
Grace: ohhh
Grace feels defeated
Federico Perenti: Little Grace. I own you now. Make peace with that. It's a fact. *caresses his hair with the other hand, keeping her still with the finger inside her, unmoving*
Grace struggles a little, but more for show now. she feels his finger inside her
Grace feels her ears burning, the shame eating her
Federico Perenti: It's a fact and it's not even the more interesting one. I have no need of a fucktoy. So don't be that. Be more than that. Start by saying it, though. Say that you're mine.
Grace: i'm yours
Federico Perenti smiles at her.
Grace's face looks pained as she says it
Grace feels its all happening again
Federico Perenti: Of course you are. You feel me inside you. You know I can do what I want with you.
Grace: yes Sir...
Federico Perenti: So you've been giving blowjobs around, right? To Fairbanks and teachers.. students that I do not know of?
Grace: No... it's not like that...
Grace: Fairbanks makes me do it...
Grace: made
Federico Perenti sighs and relaxes in his couch. "Of course. And the teachers? I have tapes of them all."
Grace: I haven't...
Grace: er...yes he made me do it...*hanging head in shame
Federico Perenti: He did. But the others?
Grace: He.. he had Mr Meth watch one time while I sucked him
Grace: then he told me after that every week I was to suck Mr Meth once
Federico Perenti nods.
Federico Perenti: see?
Grace: I had no choice...
Federico Perenti: No. Of course. Nor you have a choice now.
Federico Perenti: Grace.. you have a first task we discussed before. I expect you to do it well. Now you will have a second one. You will do me a research, and hand it to me at the end of next week.
Grace gulps, but nods
Federico Perenti: a paper on blowjobs.
Federico Perenti: History. Technique.
Grace: noo... i mean.. Yes Sir
Federico Perenti: And you will watch samples. Youtube offers plenty. You will comment at least on 50 of them.
Grace: omigod
Grace nods
Federico Perenti: no cheating. I will read it and I will know if you've watched them carefully.
Grace: yyes Sir
Federico Perenti: Got it? *finallly moves his finger, that in the meantime was getting nearly stuck to her walls*
Grace: yes!
Grace tiptoes, feeling the finger wriggling
Federico Perenti pulls out of her, slowly. He licks the tip of his finger, then offers it to her mouth.
Grace: ohhh
Federico Perenti: Lick it clean. It's your stuff.
Grace is horrified to see her principal licking his finger coated with her juices
Grace opens her mouth slowly to accept his finger
Grace takes the finger into her lips
Federico Perenti pushes his finger inside her mouth, roughly, scraping against her palate with his nail. "Quicker."
Grace grimaces, taking the whole finger into her mouth. Reluctantly, she uses her tongue to clean it.
Federico Perenti turns away from her. He says in a final tone "That will be all for now, Grace. Put your heart in your work."
Grace: yes sir
Grace takes a step back, feeling humiliated and uncertain. She turns and runs out of the room
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