Next morning at the Principal's office.

[When the scene starts, Professor Ubik and Principal Perenti are in a discussion in the principal's office. Grace gets a message to see the principal.]

Prof. Rayna: Of course, I will Mr. Perenti. Grace told me that Bobby and Tom are best friends. And I will support him in this situation. Should this support extend to helping him with the door control project as well?

Principal Perenti nods, takes a deep breath, nods again. "Yes. Please. But I have called you about the .. the Tom issue altogether. Police has closed the case." He cuts the air with his hand, a final gesture. "But it's not all for me. I want to know more about the case. Especially, I need to know everything the students say about it. Will you help on that too?"

Prof. Rayna: Of course. Given the summer break I have plenty of time in my hands. And you are probably aware from my resume that I can assist such investigative effort. All in all, it will be a pleasure to contribute to bettering of this dire situation the school is confronting.

Principal Perenti nods. "Pleased.. pleased to hear that. Well, as convinced as I am that out local shame - that hobo - is the culprit, still there are some students whose position is, uh, unclear at the best. I'll introduce you to one of them. " He pushes a button and the door clicks open. "Grace, please come in. You know Prof. Ubik, I'm confident."

Grace walks into the principal's office, unsure of what's going on

Prof. Rayna nods to Grace, "Hello Grace. Nice to see you again"

Grace smiles politely, feeling nervous, "Yes nice to see you Sir"

Principal Perenti pushes another button, emphasizing the gesture, and the door locks with a soft click. "Grace. I'm sorry about this Tom issue. You were very near to each other, I've been told."

Grace: I’m .. I’m not so close to him actually Sir

Grace thinks about the vicious rumors going around the school about her and Tom, because both of them were mugged together

Prof. Rayna: So I was talking yesterday with Grace and we figured out that it would be a good idea if, given that she is a student, could find out who has seen Tom lately. Then talk with these persons and find out if they noticed something.

Prof. Rayna: Perhaps this inquiry could extend, as you proposed, to learn what the students think about the situation.

Principal Perenti snorts. "Sure. And I also want to know who - students and personnel together - who was out of the school at the time of the event." He says this in a threatening tone. Then he turns away, and in a lighter tone adds ".. well, perhaps someone has seen something. Or knows something."

Grace wonders why she was chosen to talk to the other students

Grace turns to look at the principal

Principal Perenti sets himself with his back on the wall, placing the student just between the two men, so that she can't see them both at the same time.

Grace could feel the professor's eyes on her back, feeling a little uncomfortable

Prof. Rayna: I see, we could find out who was attending classes these days, by looking who was present that days at school. Then arrange to talk to each one of them.

Prof. Rayna looks at the situation and wonders if this is a test on Grace's manners that seem to need some improving, as he observed yesterday

Principal Perenti: Grace. Where YOU were yesterday at 7pm?

Grace: me?

Grace thinks...

Grace: I was in the library I think

Grace: with Silvia

Principal Perenti presses on sharply. "With your friend Silvia. Who else has seen you?"

Grace: umm... I think there was another guy in the library but he left, I didn't notice him that much

Grace: so was just Silvia and myself

Prof. Rayna: Mr. Perenti, Grace mentioned yesterday that Tom's creepiness might have caused him this trouble. Unfortunately, she was not able to mention anybody else as a receptor of this behavior other than herself, and a student that Tom got in a fight with.

Grace turns her head slightly to see what the professor is doing

Grace catches Ubik looking at her figure from head to toe

Prof. Rayna: I was going to find Bobby and ask him who this student was but perhaps, Mr. Perenti, you would already know?

Grace: well Tom hangs out with a few guys.. Bobby and gang

Principal Perenti: Grace, only you and your friend. And Tom's creepiness.. well it will be a few days before Tom can talk. If he makes it. He's still critical. So I need to get all the .. *stops to think* You weren’t with Tom, Grace?

Grace: no, of course not Sir

Principal Perenti grabs her chin and looks deeply in her eyes.

Grace is startled by his move

Prof. Rayna: Though, Mr. Perenti, rumor has it that Silvia is quite close to Grace isn’t it so? Wouldn’t be conceivable that they could be figuring an alibi together?

Grace feels extremely uncomfortable that the principal is holding her like this

Grace tries to look at Ubik thru the corner of her eyes, trying to think what he is accusing her of

Grace: what.. alibi.. Sir? surely you don't think i was the one who hurt him like that

Grace: how could i ... he's stronger than me

Principal Perenti keeps looking in her eyes "Prof. Ubik will question Silvia too, then. Hmm, you weren't there." He lets go of her chin and steps back. ".. No. But you could have seen the scene."

Prof. Rayna: I am not accusing Grace of course of anything. But I believe it could be of utmost importance that we get all facts straight.

Grace: why would i hide it if i saw what happened?

Prof. Rayna: Grace you mentioned that you found tom obnoxious... could it be that it would suit your interests if something bad happened to him.. even if you did not do it yourself?

Prof. Rayna: Could it be that you would be grateful to a person that gave Tom a lesson?

Principal Perenti sighs and nods. "Do you see, Grace? Well. And there is something more.

Grace, the police wants you for questioning." He takes some time to let the phrase sink.

Grace: nooo... definitely not Sir.. i mean he did tie me up to that chair in the warehouse, but...

Grace hears the principal say Police, and looks alarmed, "What, police Sir?"

Principal Perenti nods.

Principal Perenti: Grace.....

Prof. Rayna: Sometimes, Grace, we make choices that we don’t really comprehend their consequences. We are sorry afterwards, but the damage is already done.

Principal Perenti: your clothes were found on the site.

Grace looks at the principal in horror

Grace: what??

Grace: what clothes

Principal Perenti: a cheerleading costume. It's in the police's hands now.

Grace suddenly remembers her closet the day before looked like it was broken into

Grace: no... it can't be

Grace: someone broke into my room yesterday

Grace: took one of my outfits

Prof. Rayna: Grace, did the door exhibit any signs of violation?

Grace: umm... no

Grace: but like i said, the door unlocks strangely by itself sometimes

Grace: or someone has a key

Principal Perenti: again another convenient explanation, Grace.

Grace looks worried now

Grace: i swear!

Grace: please you must help me Sir

Grace: i am telling the truth

Prof. Rayna: If, for argument's sake, one would accuse you of staging the tossing of your room,

Grace. How would you respond?

Grace: I ...

Grace: why would i do that?

Prof. Rayna: You availed this motive yourself Grace. You found Tom annoying.. in your own words.

Principal Perenti turns away from her. He looks at the picture on the wall, thinking.

Grace: no but i didn’t want him hurt

Prof. Rayna: Well this is what you are saying. I am not saying that I don’t believe you. But at least... we should protect the reputation of this school starting from its students. So at least what we have to do... is to cast your explanations clear...... if they are indeed.

Grace: i mean yes i found him annoying when he pestered me, but that doesn’t mean i want him to be hurt!

Perenti is interrupted by a phone call. He leaves telling Ubik to interview her more.

Prof. Rayna: Grace, just saying that you did not want him hurt will not satisfy the police as an explanation.

Grace: what should I do to convince them Sir?

Grace: or convince you that I am telling the truth?

Prof. Rayna: I am quite afraid that emotions are quite difficult to prove.

Prof. Rayna: It is only proven facts that could stand as forensic proof.

Grace: please talk to Silvia - she will prove i was with her in the library

Grace: please Sir, you got to believe me

Prof. Rayna: As said Grace, Silvia is close to you. You even mention her as a sister in your webpage. So it is quite conceivable that you two devised an alibi. Let us see this webpage right now in fact.

Grace recalls the horrible stories she hears about another student Jennifer who was arrested by the police the last year

Prof. Rayna goes to the computer to display the webpage

Grace wonders if she is meant to follow the man

Prof. Rayna tries to pull up Grace's webpage... when he see a folder named Grace on the desktop

Grace leans closer to peek at what the professor is doing

Grace: ummmmm

Grace looks panicky

Grace: Nooo....

Grace: I ...

Grace: oh I know

Grace tries to think of what to say so the man wouldn't open it

Prof. Rayna: Well, lets us find out, perhaps is related to the situation and could even serve your defense to the police.

Grace: is nothing much, just my cheerleading records

Grace: no !

Grace: shouldn't you wait before touching the principal's computer? he wouldn't like either

Prof. Rayna: Oh if Tom is in these videos, it could be an indication that you were friends and that you would not hurt him. Lets not wait for Mr. Perenti . the situation is critical and time is pressing.

Grace: nooo

Grace tries to stop the professor

Prof. Rayna opens the folder and sees a bunch of videos, double clicks on the first one

Grace: oh god

Prof. Rayna looks back at Grace who tried to stop him not yet turning his eyes on the computer screen, Grace where are your manners?"

Grace 's face turns white

Grace 's hand goes to cover her mouth as the sounds fill the room

Prof. Rayna follows her eyesight back to the computer screen and looks at it with his eyes wide open

Grace 's face turns white

Grace 's hand goes to cover her mouth as the sounds fill the room

Prof. Rayna follows her eyesight back to the computer screen and looks at it with his eyes wide open

Prof. Rayna: I see Grace that you had been train to exhibit you good manner by the previous administration. Perhaps you seem to have forgotten them lately.

Grace couldn't believe how composed the professor was, or what he was saying

Grace: ww..what?

Grace runs up to the computer and tries to grab the mouse to shut down the program

Prof. Rayna looks at the computer screen of Grace serving Fairbanks’s cock, he lets her shut down the video

Prof. Rayna: Grace I see that your behavior is deteriorating rapidly. From last years where we have both evidently seen that you know how to show respect to your mentor to today..

Prof. Rayna: Where you push a professor to take control of the computer. Wouldn’t you say that this is dis-Graceful?

Grace: I - I 'm sorry Sir

Prof. Rayna: Perhaps you have neglected your education. Don’t you think that something must be done about this issue?

Grace: I .. I am confused Sir...

Grace: I’m innocent.. I didn't do anything...

Grace looks at the screen... "I was forced..."

Grace: by principal Fairbanks..

Prof. Rayna: Well, if you are confused let me help you. and, by the way, there are no signs of force in this video. Maybe you would like to join me in looking them in closer detail.

Grace: nooo

Grace shakes her head

Grace feels humiliated

Prof. Rayna: Grace your situation is rapidly becoming more difficult.

Grace feels like she's going to cry

Prof. Rayna: I am afraid Grace that I am obliged to administer a small reminder, regarding your manners.

Grace looks up at him, thinking which is worse - the threat of police arresting her, or that now a professor other than the principal has seen her videos of her being used by Principal Fairbanks

Prof. Rayna: It is of course not my pleasure to do so, but I think that it would be beneficial for your education. Don’t you think so?

Grace: what.. what do you have in mind Sir?

Prof. Rayna: Mr. Perenti informed me that in serious cases of misbehavior, corporal punishment should be administered to the students. If and only if, it is for their own benefit.

Prof. Rayna: which in this case I think that you would agree, it is so. Don’t you?

Grace feels her knees weaken

Grace: can.. can I sit down Sir?

Prof. Rayna: I am waiting for your answer Grace. And no you cannot.

Grace stares at the man, her face blank

Prof. Rayna waits

Grace is not processing what he is saying

Grace looks at the computer again, and then nods slowly, "Yes....yes Sir.." in a low voice she replies

Grace: it would be for my benefit...

Prof. Rayna looks at her in straight in the eyes, "perhaps if you cannot decide for an answer, I should think of what is right for myself - after all it is my job to do so...But it is encouraging that you agree yourself.

Prof. Rayna: So since you agree, I would advise you to turn around and fit your self into this restraining furniture that Mr. Perenti has so conveniently prepared for student like you.

Grace seems to be in a daze

Prof. Rayna: Well? I am waiting Grace.

Grace: her eyes finally land on the contraption on the floor

Prof. Rayna starts to loose his patience and is considering on forcing her on the device but wait for a bit

Prof. Rayna: Your reluctance is only making things worse Grace. I was considering to be light on you.

Prof. Rayna: But it seems that you are in need of a more imprinting reminder.

Prof. Rayna approached her grabs her forcefully from her wrist, pushing her to bend over the principal's desk

Grace: ohh

Grace: owww you're hurting me!

Prof. Rayna: I am sorry Grace but I think that we both agree that this is absolutely necessary

Prof. Rayna starts to unbuckle his belt and hold it in his hand

Grace twists in pain but her elbow is pressed to her back

Prof. Rayna pushed her on the desk, lets her wrist go and grabs her from the back of her neck immobilizing her on the table

Grace: ouch...

Grace 's face is pressed on the table

Prof. Rayna: Now Grace listen carefully.

Prof. Rayna: I was going to be more gentle with you but since your seem not to comprehend... I really have to do this.

Prof. Rayna: Take of your shorts.. without bending your knees.

Prof. Rayna as he waits for her to comply goes to the computer and points the webcam directly at her face, then presses record.

Grace 's cold fingers move erratically, shaking

Prof. Rayna: This will serve as a new addition to the portfolio of your videos that the principal here is so caringly collecting for you.

Grace unbuttons and unzips her booty shorts, and eases it pass her hips

Prof. Rayna: now Grace I do not really care for counting, but there should be a record that acknowledges your gratefulness towards the behavior adjustment that this school is offering to you.

Prof. Rayna: I expect that during what is to follow you will thank the school for this opportunity that provides you of bettering yourself.

Prof. Rayna: Am I correct?

Grace: Yes Sir...

Prof. Rayna adjusts his position and land his belt on her naked derriere

Grace screams in pain

Prof. Rayna after this he remains silent for a second

Grace: ttthank you Sir

Prof. Rayna makes a nod of acknowledgement then proceeds to a second blow

Grace: owww!

Grace cries out in pain, and mutters "thank you Sir!"

Prof. Rayna: I really hope that this will serve as a reminder to you Grace but unfortunately your behavior up to now is not really convincing.

Prof. Rayna: I think that there is something more that escapes this reminder...

Prof. Rayna: Take off your underwear as well.

Prof. Rayna: Maybe being exposes and open will provide of a more imprinting memory

Grace turns her head left and right in pain

Prof. Rayna: Or do you want me to do this for you Grace?

Grace sobs, as her fingers go to her panties waistband

Grace: sobbing she pulls it down to her knees

Prof. Rayna lets his belt flicker in between her asscheeks

Prof. Rayna rises his hand upwards and swishes it again on her bottom

Grace: owwww

Grace screams out, tears running down her face

Prof. Rayna waits silently

Prof. Rayna: I see Grace that even at this time you continue to forget your manners and the instructions you are given

Prof. Rayna: This only makes the situation worse for you and calls more work for me.

Grace: thank you uu Sir!

Prof. Rayna: *At the end of the sentence he gives her another blow

Grace: owwwww

Grace: thank you Sir!

Prof. Rayna: now stand up. It appears that a this kind of punishment is really not enough.

Prof. Rayna: Take off your top too.

Grace looks up at the menacing leather belt

The door unlocks softly and then swings open. Perenti steps in, nervously, snapping his phone closed.

Prof. Rayna looks at Mr. Perenti then looks back at Grace

Prof. Rayna: Ah at last Mr. Perenti.

Principal Perenti looks around "Where is Grace?"

Principal Perenti follows Ubik's gaze and grins.

Prof. Rayna: She is right here. I think I made good use of the device you have left here.

Prof. Rayna: You will be amazed Mr. Perenti, of how much work the manners of this girl need.

Grace looks helplessly on at the feet of both men

Principal Perenti steps in and looks at the girl in her predicament. "Grace. You have a predilection for trouble or what?"

Prof. Rayna: Grace why don’t you tell Mr. Perenti what brought you in this situation?

Grace is at a loss of words, not believing the unbearable humiliation of being in this dog like position

Grace: I...

Principal Perenti nods and taps his feet. "Yes. Better telling me quickly, Grace." He glances at the computer screen.

Grace: I was slow to answer professor Ubik's questions..

Prof. Rayna: And Grace you did not exhibit proper manners as well.

Grace: yes Sir...

Grace: I’m so sorry

Prof. Rayna: In addition you pushed me preventing me to see these glorious videos of yours

Principal Perenti bends a bit to touch her golden hair, pleased by how they flow on the carpet.

Prof. Rayna: This is despicable.. A student pushing aside a professor

Grace: sorry I didn't.. mean to push your hand away Sir...

Grace: please forgive me

Principal Perenti: .. she pushed your hand away?

Prof. Rayna: We are here for your benefit Grace. When you go to work, such behavior will get you fired.

Prof. Rayna: You don’t understand that don’t you?

Grace: no... I mean yes.. yes I understand Sir

Grace: I’m so sorry

Prof. Rayna: And yes Mr. Perenti, this is exactly what Grace did. She pushed me aside.

Grace: please.. let me go...

Prof. Rayna: Well since the principal of the school is here, he certainly has the final word on that.

Principal Perenti shakes head and puffs. He takes a step back. "Mr. Ubik, I think that she needs to know your belt now. Once will be enough. But not a caress. Something that will make her remember. Would you oblige?"

Prof. Rayna: But of course, Mr. Perenti, I am here to serve the school and the training of the students.

Principal Perenti: Look at me Grace.

Prof. Rayna flick up the belt up in the air and lands it harshly on Grace's exposed ass

Grace tries to look up at the principal but the neck restraint makes it hard

Grace: owwwwwwwwwwww

Grace gives a loud yell as the blow lands on her soft buttocks

Prof. Rayna: Is that sufficient Mr. Perenti?

Grace: hot tears well up in her eyes

Principal Perenti checks all the details, loving how her neck stretches up, and how the leash makes all her spine swing. The girl is good and will be trained well, he thinks. He takes a moment to focus on Ubik's question, answering just "Um. Yes. That will do for now. Well, Grace, I was speaking with the police. Can you concentrate on what I say or it's burning too much?"

Prof. Rayna nods and starts to wear his buckle again, attending to the conversation

Grace: is.. is painful.. Sir...

Grace hears the word "police" and she gets scared. Remembers the rumors of what happened to Jennifer last year

Principal Perenti: It is. Oh well, it will pass. They want to lock you for a while, Grace. It's not good there.

Grace: nooo.. please... you must help me Sir

Grace: I did not do anything, I swear!

Prof. Rayna: Mr. Perenti, you think that we should indeed find a hideout for Grace?

Principal Perenti: We could. That's a good idea. Because, you know, after all I believe her.

Prof. Rayna: You sure know better the student, Mr. Perenti, after the course of time you have spent here. Do you have any ideas on such a hideout or we should confer on it?

Prof. Rayna continues to look at Grace's exposed ass, thinking of an opportunity to have his hands on it one day

Principal Perenti sighs. "We do not really need to hide her too much. Police will not enter the school unless I allow them. And outside, she just should be always accompanied. Of course, I need someone to take this responsibility." looks up, thinking. "I can't do it.. I need to use all my resources to inquire.."

Prof. Rayna scratches his bald head

Grace listens to the conversation, feeling sorry for herself. she had never been whipped like this all her life. let alone locked in this god awful position like an animal

Principal Perenti: .. but perhaps Grace wants to go to the police. She could convince them. It's a possibility. Grace, what do you say?

Prof. Rayna: I am available Mr. Perenti for such a responsibility. On the other hand if Grace goes on at the police.... we should at least provide her of the proper answers. In any case my service is at your disposal.

Principal Perenti: well.. she can only tell the truth. And I’m sure her friend Silvia will support her. *bumps on her with his shin* ops. Sorry.

Grace can only stare at the principal's shoe.... "I... I will do whatever you think is best Sir"

Grace: "please don't hand me to the police!"

Prof. Rayna: So what will it be Mr. Perenti? Let her have a short interview wit the police, or directly provide of a hideout?

Principal Perenti: Hmm.. *rubs his chin thinking*

Prof. Rayna: At least if we sent her over the police she should be reminder not to mention her annoyance by Tom. This raised my suspicion.

Prof. Rayna: So perhaps we should wait for a bit for things to clear up first.

Principal Perenti: You're right.. and these clothes too... Let's keep her safe for now.

Grace thinks.. she is half naked on her knees and elbows.. what clothes is he talking about

Grace: oh yes! my cheerleader's outfit.. it was stolen from my closet yesterday!

Principal Perenti: Grace, you will help Prof. Ubik with the investigation.

Principal Perenti: Is this ok with you?

Grace: y..yes

Grace: yes Sir

Grace: I will help

Grace: definitely

Prof. Rayna: I am sure that Grace will present the best of herself.

Prof. Rayna: It will be a way to attend better to her ass ... coughs * I mean manners

Principal Perenti smiles. "I'm sure too. Her manners will benefit by being not too far from your belt. By the way, Prof. Ubik can also help you with the task I gave you, Grace. Please tell him what you have been researching for me."

Grace: I have been researching.. um...

Grace: on... blowjobs

Grace: I mean videos

Grace: on the technique

Grace turns bright red

Principal Perenti nods and unties her. "not videos. Aah, now, now you're right. Technique."

Prof. Rayna: * a light bulb lights up on Ubik's head recalling the traces of internet downloads on the topic

Principal Perenti: Please kneel between us, Grace.

Prof. Rayna is really wondering on what the principal has in mind. He starts to like this job more and more

Principal Perenti sighs. "She IS pretty isn't she, Mr. Ubik? Even from our professional view point, one cannot say to be completely indifferent. Can you? I can not."

Prof. Rayna: Mr. Perenti, after all we are men made out of flesh. And regarding the viewpoint, well I think it is quite vantageous.

Grace is glad to be free of the metal contraption that locked her ankles and wrists. She shifts her knees now to kneel between the two men

Principal Perenti: Grace... please let me see what you have learned in this week. That would help Prof. Rayna relax. *taps her head, then puts his hand over her hair. And moves her face towards Ubik's crotch*

Prof. Rayna is amazed on the boldness of the principle. Nevertheless he is more that happy with the developments

Grace wants to run but decides she doesn’t want to be sent to the police. Slowly she moves her hand up to the professor's crotch

Prof. Rayna stares intensely at her

Prof. Rayna waits for her to unzip his pants

Grace unzips the professor

Grace takes out the professor's penis and is surprised that it is already erect

Prof. Rayna lets her handle his cock interested to see if she has really done her research and how he will benefit from that. He looks her strait in the eyes.

Principal Perenti smiles and sets his cock straight in his pants. "Good girl. We can compare her with the Fairbanks movies and see if she's learned something."

Grace grasps the cockshaft in her fist and jerks it forward and back

Prof. Rayna looks at Mr. Perenti. "well she is great an excellent choice and a well trained mouth, my congratulations for the high level of education you provide to student Mr. Perenti"

Grace closes her mouth around the cockhead, swirling her tongue

Grace uses her other hand to stroke the professor's balls as she sucks him

Prof. Rayna starts to relax loosing attention to the case and the tension, she looks at Grace amazed by the technique

Grace looks up at him for approval

Prof. Rayna looks her straight in the eyes

Principal Perenti sighs and pulls something from his pocket. His voice is a bit hoarse now. "Good job Grace. Listen. I've been under serious stress these days. So I wonder if you could help me relax too." He slips his hand in front of Grace's eyes. He's holding a condom.

Grace takes the condom in her hand from the principal

Prof. Rayna grabs a handful of her hair and starts enjoying then he heard the principal "well you heard Mr. Perenti Grace"

Grace unzips Principal Perenti too

Principal Perenti offers his cock to her hand.

Grace pulls out the principal's cock

Grace puts the condom in her mouth and wears it on the principal's cock using her mouth

Principal Perenti pushes her head in Ubik's cock. He pulls her hips up "Ubik. Keep her head.." and impales her from beyond. "hnngh."

Grace: uggggghhhh

Grace lets out a low cry as she is penetrated from behind

Prof. Rayna supports her with both hands and pushes his erect cock in her exploring the depths of her throat

Principal Perenti grasps her hips and shakes her furiously. His fingers press deep on her skin. He starts pumping her, shaking her slender frame.

Prof. Rayna starts thrusting in her mouth enjoying the tight grip of her lips, being more aroused by her muffled cries

Grace 's throat constricts around the cock thrusting into her mouth, choking her

Grace feels her pussy being stretched as the principal enters her from behind

Prof. Rayna lets her breathe momentarily then pushes her head all the way in on his shaft

Principal Perenti: Uuugh. You're quite tight Grace.. too much.. should .. do more ..sex

Grace gags on the cock in her mouth, tears running down her face

Grace moans when the principal thrusts particularly hard

Prof. Rayna continues to thrust him self in an out her mouth practically fucking her face, he looks up at Perenti

Prof. Rayna: Perhaps Mr. Perenti it would be a good idea that she regularly attends such sessions, * then continues to thrust in her deeply being more excited my the tears that ruin her makeup

Principal Perenti pumps her slower now, trying to postpone his release. "Hmm. Mr. Ubik.. I agree.. you will see to this too.. I guess. Well... Grace, Prof. Rayna will enlarge.. your.. experience"

Prof. Rayna: Certainly Mr. Perenti, by all possible means and ways.

Grace cries in despair as she is fucked by the men in both ends

Grace's violation brings back memories of Doug Fairbanks and the other teachers who used her

Principal Perenti groans as his cell phone rings again. "d-damn.." and speeds up his thrusts. "Sorry.. Grace.. hnnnnngggghhhh!!"

Prof. Rayna grabs a handful of her hair pushing her face on his cock then pulling her head up, giving her a moment to breathe, then pushing her all over again on his cock

Principal Perenti shakes and comes deeply inside her, the rubber growing with his seed.

Grace suppresses a moan with the principal hastening his deep thrusting actions

Prof. Rayna being shamelessly careless starts to squirt hot cum deep in her throat, attempting to catch her eye as he does

Grace eyes fly open when she feels the principal cumming inside her

Grace coughs .. the thick cum hitting the roof of her mouth

Prof. Rayna continues to come feeling his jism fill her mouth

Grace lets the cum run out of her lips. her body feels like it isn't her own

Prof. Rayna is finally relaxed and his power recharged to go on with the case, his appetite though only growing more and planning already on how he could have Grace again

Grace collapses on the floor, crying. The smell of the cum strong in her mouth, the stick strands running down the side of her chin

Grace feels her pussy totally sore

Principal Perenti pulls out, sending some juice drops around. He takes a step back, pulls the condom out and throws it on the floor. He flips the cell phone open "Perenti here". Then he whispers to Ubik. "Hey. Teach her to properly dispose of that thing." Aiming to the condom. Then he hurries back to the phone. "No, I wasn't talking to you"

Grace sobs quietly to herself

Prof. Rayna pulls his cock back in and nods a yes to Perenti's whisper

Grace hadn't felt so dirty for a long time

Prof. Rayna points at the condom and speaks to Grace, "Grace my dear you have left the best part"

Grace wipes her mouth on the back of her arm

Prof. Rayna: Please do not waste the contents of the principal's condom.

Grace looks up at the professor, not believing her ears. it can't be!

Grace shakes her head, feeling sorry for herself

Prof. Rayna: Well?

Principal Perenti zips and leaves the room, still talking on the phone. "I want results on the Tom's case. We need to know. Grace, I expect total commitment from you too! I'll fend off the police still another couple of days, but I want results SOON."

Prof. Rayna: Is that you must continuously be reminder to unhesitantly comply to the instructions this educational institution provides Grace, solely for your benefit?

Grace feels like a dirty tramp. Her hand inches toward the used condom and picks it up, then empties it on her tongue. She screws up her face as she does so

Prof. Rayna: Good keep the condom and remember to throw it in for recycling.

Principal Perenti thinks for a moment that he should have at least seen Grace licking the condom, but he's talking quickly with other investigators and forgets soon about it.

UR003 Weekly paiments

The first data that come of the decrypting process refer to bank transactions. Mr C had been receiving large amounts of money on a weekly basis. Though the sender of the money is not shown. There is more. Mr C had also a folder with the daily schedule of the principal and notes on his daily habits. Either the dude was learning to be a principal, perhaps in the principle's position (?), or he is stalking the principal. There might be more. Several files were not decrypted in my first effort and I have to search for better tool to read them.

I compile the present findings into report and mail it to the principal, informing him that his inquiry is ongoing and reassuring him of that the confidential status of this inquiry is maintained. I inform him nothing about the network usage, considering if I would tell him if when we meet.

UR002 Hard drive

I took MR C's disk the disk from the principal an analyzing it. The files fall into 2 categories, encrypted or not. Un-encrypted data includes his web history. The guy was booking airline tickets, 1st class with Singapore airlines to Bankong. This is an expensive ticket to buy on a teacher's salary. Is he really one? And since the guy would knows how to encrypt his data, why leave only this piece of information unprotected?

The rest of the data will take some time to decrypt until my PC matches multiple candidate encryptions of dictionary words against the encrypted text (well I hope the guy was writing in English, cause otherwise it would take so much time to try ALL dictionaries). I start writing up my report to the principal with what I have for now and plan to complete it, when the PC spits out the deciphered text. Upon the principle's request, I speak to no one about this.

I am reluctant to report to him the skype activity I noticed. He did not ask for this check or even bother to listen about the condition of the network at the school. He seemed quite preoccupied. I cannot know the content of the skype sessions, as this data is not stored. Anyhow now that I know that the calls are occurring, I set up a sniffer to copy all packets and intercept the next session. I am wondering what this is all about. Some afternoon sessions have a regular bandwidth usage. Evening session consume barely an audio packets. Seems that there is visual but very little talk. What is this skype-pantomime?

F020. Monday again.

I arrive late, directly to the school. It's sunny but I have black, stormy clouds on my head. I don't want to think about the weekend and I don't want to think that it's still one month before my next break.

I check things - nothing new, Mr. Rayna has settled himself and from his traces he's already checking on the students. He should starting to intercept skype calls, and consequently discover what Silvia is doing in her room, soon enough.

I haven't had the time to run a deep check on Mr. C's hard disk, so I call Mr. Ubik and ask him to; I only tell him the teacher disappeared in uncertain circumstances, making no reference at all to the nurse. I press for discretion.

When I'm back home, Christina is all smiles. something that irritates me to the utmost. I raise my hand to hit her. Then everything seems so senseless and I just let her go. At least she's stopped smiling.

F019. Back Home.

One month is over now. I'm packing a quick suitcase; Christina offered to help but I've dismissed her quickly. The week seemed interminable, and now it's over. A plane and I'll meet my wife for the first time since I've started this job. I'm sure my persecutors laugh beyond my shoulders. I could not care less.

The investigators came and left but the mystery is still unbroken. No trace of either missing staff. I have a new teacher, though; is CV was good but even better was the letter of recommendation, that I've immediately filed as secret. I'll wait and see as he moves. The school network looks as a normal system but it contains - to my knowledge, at least, but nothing strange if there are more - countless honeypots and three levels of chroots. The adquate measures for a Circle safehouse. I'll wait to see if we catch him or not.

The cams are giving interesting news. I've seen our delicious Silvia naked in her room for no reason. Well, no reason until I read her Skype trace. And Bobby was tinkering with the locks - I guess he has just understood that they are all centrally controlled. Will he try something with them?

Right now, when Christina speeds me to the airport, I really could not care less.

S009: My skype sessions

I knew Jennifer would be bothering me once she learned that I have access to skype but I never expected she would ask me to do that. Two days after she found me on skype, I received a package from her. I found 12 matching sets of sexy lingeries and a high quality webcam. With the written instructions from her:

. Your computer should be always on and always stay logged on in skype.
. When at your dorm room, you should be in your lingerie only when talking to me or your daddy on skype.

That night, I was asked to pose in my new lingerie in lots of different model poses. Some are so suggestive I blushed deeply and to my dismay, I found dampness between my legs. I hoped that it won't be visible through the webcam. When she realized that I wanted to use skype because I was trying to avoid making call from the principal's office, she grinned and commented that "How lovely! It seems that your principal also knows very well how to train an obedient girl. Rule change, girl. You should stay naked when talking on skype from now on unless instructed otherwise." With that, I've been naked every night in my room as I was required to talk to Jennifer every night. I guess there is some truth in her statement. I did feel very submissive talking to Jennifer when being naked. Sometimes she even asked me to take my laptop to bed and had me knelt in front of the webcam. I can't imagine that now I'm away from home yet I am deeper in her control.

Yesterday, I was shocked when Jennifer told me daddy was very pleased about the photo album of my lingerie shots. Even though I used to doubt that some of the things that Jennifer did to me were just her own ideas. Now I doubt if that's completely true.

Now that my room has turned into a glass house to me, I've been staying outside more often during the day. I do my study in the library. I began to notice that Bobby and his dorky friends have been around and always stealing glances at girls on campus ever since the Principal mentioned Bobby to me. Clearly they've been paying attention to Grace a lot and I have a feeling that they may be also eyeing me lately. Just when I thought maybe boys in college will be more mature and pleasant...

BR003

Bobby cannot believe the story Tom is telling. A mugger - what? Made Grace do - what? And he told her the story about the photos - that Bobby should now destroy, Tom says. Well Tom - you lied to start with, keep lying - I will keep the photos safe - answers Bobby.

Bobby had hoped for another invitation from the principal - but no call arrived this week. He tries to study as hard as he can to fill the time. He notices another girl that goes around often with Grace - that Silvia - he should show Tom that he can score too, even without the mugger.

S008: Another ordeal in the principal's office

It's horrible. I went to the principal's office to call home and yet he made me strip down to my underwear again. I was so nervous the whole time and tried to make the conversation short so that I could get out of there fast. Then this Robert happened to show up at the door at the worst time. I was forced to hide under the desk with the principal's legs nudging me from time to time. Gosh, it's so humiliating. I hope the principal was not planning to have me always stay in only my underwear from now on when we are alone. My legs just go weak whenever I pass his office or even just think about him.

From the conversation between the principal and Robert, I sensed that there was something unusual going on but I couldn't make sense out of it. Also something bad had happened in the locker room but the principal didn't take the proper course of action. Anyway, I was too nervous to care hiding under that desk. I wonder why the principal asked me if Robert is my friend. Hell no, he will never be. He always leers at girls on campus. I can't imagine what a disaster it would be if I were to be seen wearing only my underwear in the principal's office, especially by him.

Fortunately I've got the solution to my problem today. I was so happy to find out that we could use skype on our computer through our network. Although it's a modified version supplied by the school, it worked and that's what really counts. I just need to login to my school account first before I can log on my skype account. I guess they just want to monitor the internet usage of students which is fine by me. Jennifer found out I was online this afternoon. Without my cell phone now, I can imagine she'll be pestering me on skype from now on. Well, at least I don't have to call home from the principal's office anymore.

F013. Tuesday.

Tuesday already. There are too many things to do. We'll be without nurse for a few days - I really do not need the school to be sued if someone falls from the stairs - so I finally have arranged that meeting with the police chief tonight.

Miss Menna has made her phone call home from my room, in her underwear obviously. At least I've had my daily smile. Robert Reads - Bobby - one of the students I have selected for the dork gang asked to be received, with perfect timing, and the girl, whose clothes I had locked in a drawer, had to hide under my desk. I kept bumping her with my shoes while talking with the young, restless student.

Bobby wanted to know what game I was playing. But he could not find the nerve to ask directly. And I played the game of sly innuendos and oblique references too - the locker room event, why we stopped the soccer matches, what perspectives he has got as a student.

Finally he managed to ask why I was not furious with them. I gave him only my sly grin. I wonder what miss Menna could draw from the conversation.

When he was on the door, I told him sharply to keep free for the weekend. He and his friends. We would go birdwatching.

Miss Menna was starting to get cramps when I pulled her out. I asked her if she was friends with Bobby. As usual, she had to dress quickly outside.

F011. Developments. A startling disappearance.

Days pass in school activities that seem to be slowly getting routine. This morning I had my secretary call Mr. C and he was nowhere to be found. Seems that the man has disappeared. Damn, I was thinking, what happened to him and why he did not inform me? I should have had a meeting with him.. Then it dawned with me that I've been postponing that meeting for an unreasonable length.

I scolded the secretary for not informing me before and I went in a fury to the nurse's room; perhaps they will have spoken and .. The light was off in the room. No trace of the nurse. I yelled at the secretary, asking for explainations.

At least that was a reason to sit down and understand all the electronics here at the school. In fact it's pretty amazing. I can lock and unlock all doors from my room, and the camera are recording everything. Included someone that should not have been in the girl's room. Miss Menna has been quite active these last days, even without her cell. Well, she's due for a new call soon.

I relax in the smell of expensive leather from my chair. Changes, I think. Where are they gone? I'm the only circle member in the school. I can open and lock door. And my dork gang.. I need to talk with them about the cheerleader.

I slowly call Abu from the assassins. Is the circle getting against me? Abu answers with his detached tone, asking if I have a name for them. No, Abu, I was just calling to know if they have seen the other members. He has not. I tell him to search the city.

Taking a long breath, I close my eyes at the whizz of the PC and the tick of the wall clock. Something is setting in motion, and I do not have all the pieces. Fuck. It's only my second week.

Scene 1.04. Silvia and Sandra.

Scene 1.04

Background: Sandra is a experienced lesbian who is into young, sexually inexperienced submissive women. She runs a business in the city and was introduced to Silvia recently by a mutual friend at the club near the college. Unknown to Silvia, Sandra has a bigger plan for her. In this scene, she takes it slow with a romantic seduction.

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Sandra: hi Silvia

Sandra smiles

Silvia Menna smiles: hi Sandra

Sandra: You're looking like you're ready to party Silvia

Silvia Menna blushes slightly: oh, um, not really

Sandra: I was in your college library to do some research and decided to drop by to see how school is treating you

Silvia Menna: it's just that it's weekend and I could try on something different i guess

Silvia Menna smiles: thank you. That's a pleasant surprise

Silvia Menna feels light hearted standing right next to Sandra

Sandra gazes at your perfectly shaped legs on the very tall heels, and smiles

Sandra: mmm, you look even more... stunning than yesterday

Sandra: No it was Saturday we met didn't we

Sandra: felt like yesterday

Silvia Menna blushes and feels happy hearing the remark: thank you, Sandra

Silvia Menna: yes, I had such a good time that night

Sandra looks deeply into your eyes, reading your slight nervousness, "Well are you going to show me your room?"

Silvia Menna: Oh, mm. yes. Please come in

Silvia Menna turns to lead Sandra to her room

Sandra looks around and sits down on your bed, "Mmm comfy, looks like the Sandon is for rich kids, as they say"

Silvia Menna smiles: it's simple yet quite comfortable

Silvia Menna: I think I am lucky

Sandra: how so?

Silvia Menna: oh, um. My mom married my step father about a year ago and he is quite wealthy

Silvia Menna: I did enjoy lots of things that I never got to do before

Sandra nods, "I see"

Sandra: Come here and sit down beside me

Silvia Menna nod

Silvia Menna moves to Sandra and sits right next to her

Sandra: Your room-mate is out?

Sandra: You look really lovely in this, where we you going to go?

Sandra: Oh lucky you

Silvia Menna smiles: yes, I really am.

Sandra: Did I tell you I really love your hair

Silvia Menna smiles: yes, thank you.

Sandra looks closely at your golden tresses, her fingers casually twirling a lock

Silvia Menna lowers her head and leans slightly close to Sandra

Sandra leans down and kisses you on your forehead, then draws back slightly to read your reaction

Silvia Menna feels her heart jumping fast, some feeling she never experienced before

Sandra: Silvia, have you been with a woman before?

Silvia Menna closed her eyes enjoying the kiss and then opened her eyes slowly

Silvia Menna answers shyly: um.. no.

Sandra: You're such a treasure

Sandra smiles reassuringly

Silvia Menna lowers her head shyly

Silvia Menna: um, you always like women?

Sandra caresses your hair more deliberately now, leaning you back

Sandra chuckles a little, "Yes dear, I find them a lot more thoughtful lovers"

Silvia Menna feels the shock runs through her scalp at Sandra's touch

Sandra: "Not wham bang thank you ma'am. You know what I mean?"

Sandra: How many boyfriends have you had Silvia?

Sandra: I apologise if any of my questions seemed personal, do only answer if you are comfortable. It's just that I really like to know you better

Silvia Menna thinks hard and answers shyly: actually I don't know if they counted

Sandra: And what is that?

Sandra leans back now, watching you with slight amusement

Silvia Menna: i've been with boys, yes. But I never feels the excietement like my girl friends did

Silvia Menna speaks shyly: I never feel the same way with boys as with you actually

Sandra nods

Sandra: That's sweet honey

Sandra: And how is it exactly, that you feel with me?

Silvia Menna heat's beats loudly as she searching for answer

Sandra lets you get comfortable on the lush pillow as she stretches out her legs

Silvia Menna speaks in a tiny voice: I .. I don't know how to describe it. It's so differnt and .. exciting

Sandra lightly rests her foot on your shin

Silvia Menna steals a galnce at Sandra's slender legs, feeling her heart beats faster

Sandra runs her finger lightly over your arm, enjoying your shyness

Silvia Menna feels her legs go weak as she feels the closeness of Sandra's feet

Sandra lets her foot play a little with young Silvia's foot as she continues talking

Sandra: Do you feel less defensive with me than with boys and men?

Silvia Menna suddenly a unknown panic runs through her as she feels the strange yearning to be close to Sandra yet, she is so very nervous

Silvia Menna nods: yes, very.

Silvia Menna: those boys seem so ... so annoying

Sandra smiles

Sandra: They're just after one thing aren't they

Sandra: Especially if its someone as beautiful as you are

Silvia Menna nods: yes, they're always very aggressive

Sandra slowly slips her arms around your waist and moves her body even closer

Silvia Menna: Sometimes it's just so hard to fend away their advance

Sandra: Yes, guys will be guys

Sandra: Girls are a lot more sensuous

Silvia Menna lets out a small whimper and lets her body lean to Sandra

Sandra: And we know how to take it slowly

Sandra: .. and tease.. till you feel like you are going to...

Sandra: gosh look at the time

Silvia Menna spits out an short response: "yes" as she is overwhelmed by the closeness of Sandra

Sandra lets her mouth lightly contact your ear as she pretends to look at her wristwatch

Sandra: I have a meeting to get to soon

Silvia Menna: oh

Silvia Menna: i guess... I'll see you some other time then

Sandra eyes are locked on your ruby red lips, slightly parted to show its moisture

Sandra: Would you like to meet me after my meeting, in town?

Sandra: Come dressed like you are now

Silvia Menna nods her consent immediately: yes

Silvia Menna: I'd love to

Sandra nuzzles your neck, taking a closer look at your collar

Sandra: lovely

Silvia Menna moans softly, feeling her own body trembles at the touch

Sandra inhales deeply... "You smell lovely...like fresh roses"

Silvia Menna smiles: you're so sweet, Sandra

Sandra: no.. you're the sweet one darling

Sandra leans down over your lips, close enough but yet not enough to make contact

Sandra: I am going to think about you all through my meeting

Silvia Menna blushes and savors the closeness

Silvia Menna whispers: I would think of you too

Sandra: Will you give me a goodbye kiss then Silvia?

Sandra winks

Silvia Menna nods and leans forward to kiss Sandra softly

Sandra takes her chance and kisses you back strongly, her tongue probing into your mouth

Silvia Menna is surprised that she gives a kiss to someone she barely knows so willingly

Sandra: mmmm

Sandra: that's a nice kiss

Silvia Menna divirts her eyes and nods shyly

Sandra gets up from the bed, straightening her clothes, will see you later than. Do you have a cell phone? I will text you the time and location

Silvia Menna: um, we can't keep cellphones here at school

Silvia Menna: you can IM me to my account

Sandra: Oh

Sandra looks disappointed

Sandra: Right

Silvia Menna jots down here email address on a piece of paper and hands it to Sandra

Sandra puts it into her purse

Sandra smiles

Sandra: See you later darling

Silvia Menna smiles: have a nice meeting, Sandra

Scene 1.03. Silvia's panties and bra.

Scene 1.03

Synopsis: Federico knows that Silvia used a cell phone in the school. He confronts her, forcing her to undress in her bra and panties as a proof of obedience. She will have to call family from his room.

Note also that Federico is playing with Muromachi at the same time. He issued to her instructions to work on Silvia, but instead of letting her go he starts to do it himself, in the classical style of the abusive boss.


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Federico Perenti lazily checks the computer monitor that shows him someone coming in.. He grins as he sees it's the girl with the phone cell. He rises to his feet and reaches for the door of his office just in time to see her passing by. "Miss Menna."

Silvia Menna: Oh, Hi sir

Federico Perenti keeps a hand on the heavy wooden door, remaining inside the room. "Hello. I need a few words with you. Would you mind?", in a tone that does not expects replies.

Silvia Menna feels uneasy being stopped by the principal

Silvia Menna pushes her words nervously: oh, um. of course not

Silvia Menna walks gingerly into the office

Silvia Menna quickly takes in the view of the spacious office

Federico Perenti steps back but remains on the door, making her brush him as she slips inside. "Good." He gets her scent and moves back, commenting in a casual tone "been here often?"

Silvia Menna shakes her head: no, I am quite new here

Silvia Menna: I haven't seen how it looks like inside the office

Federico Perenti moves to the chair, sitting heavily into it. He does not invite her to sit. "So, is it all well with your teacher and courses?" He puhses some buttons on his screen "Your grades are good... There is something you want me to know?" He looks at her enigmatically.

Silvia Menna stands in the middle of the office self consciously

Silvia Menna: Oh, yes. The teachers are great and I like the courses here.

Federico Perenti: Yes. *bored* but are you sure you don't want to tell me something? Do you remember the school's regulations?

Silvia Menna: um, things are great here

Federico Perenti: yes, yes, they are. And I plan to keep them this way. *leans back, joining hands beyond his head*

Silvia Menna bites her lip as she recalls that cell phone is not allowed here at school yet she's been talking on her cell everyday

Federico Perenti: So.

Silvia Menna: um, I ... I think I may have violated a ... rule here, Sir

Silvia Menna lowers her head, casting her eyes at the floor

Federico Perenti stretches his back "Hmm. Well, better to check immediately if you have this doubt. You know, people could have reported to me. We have very good survelliance. And well some of your mates.. talk."

Silvia Menna speaks in a tiny voice: I need to contact family everyday and I've using my cell phone, Sir

Silvia Menna: I will not do that again, I promise

Federico Perenti nods and says nothing, changing pose, leaning on the desk.

Silvia Menna shifts her weight on her feet nervously

Federico Perenti: Hmmm. *shakes his head*

Federico Perenti: everyday? You cannot follow rules, can you?

Silvia Menna's heart beats fast as she feels so unfortunate to have such a bad start

Silvia Menna: oh no. i mean I can, sir

Federico Perenti: what if you fall for this again? I mean, it's not you, but what kind of example are we going to give the other students... *waves hands*

Silvia Menna thinks hard and stammers: um, i guess you can confiscate my cell, Sir

Federico Perenti: .. you can? I do not think so. In fact you've just demonstrated the contrary. Hmmm, no.

Federico Perenti: confiscate....

Silvia Menna: It will not happen again

Federico Perenti: why. you could just find another. Forces solves nothing *turns head, unable not to smile at himself for having said so*

Silvia Menna: oh, no, Sir. I won't. I've been a good student. I don't want anything that may tarnish my record

Federico Perenti moves suddenly, rising to his feet.

Silvia Menna jumps at the sudden movement

Federico Perenti moves to her, silently, reaching her side. He walks around her, glaring at her.

Silvia Menna: please Sir, I promise it will not happen again

Silvia Menna lowers her head further feeling the presence of the principal

Federico Perenti: .. you really like your family, don't you?

Silvia Menna blushes and nods her head: yes, I really do, Sir

Silvia Menna: And I want to do well here

Federico Perenti: it's ok.. I can make exceptions, but at the same time I must be completly sure you can understand what it means to follow rules.

Silvia Menna: yes, of course, Sir

Silvia Menna feels her heart lifted as she learned it will be alright after all.

Federico Perenti steps back. "Well, I'll relax the calling rule for you. I'll just substitute it with another more suited for you. Is that ok?"

Silvia Menna: I will definitely follow all the rules to the letter, Sir

Silvia Menna riases her head curiously: yes, sir ...

Federico Perenti nods and says in a flat, natural tone "Take your clothes off, Silvia."

Silvia Menna widens her eyes: what? Sir. What do you mean, Sir?

Federico Perenti shrugs "see? You cannot even follow simple instructions."

Silvia Menna looks at the pricipal nervously: oh, no. i can, sir

Federico Perenti: Then show me.

Federico Perenti: I'm your principal. No one else is going to see.

Silvia Menna struggles to calm herself and begins to remove her outer garment

Federico Perenti slumps in his shoulders. "I see girl every day in every attire. You're quite indifferent to me. I'm not one of the kids your age.. "

Silvia Menna whispers: yes, sir

Silvia Menna finally removes her shirt and leaves only her bras on



Federico Perenti follows with his eyes the shape of her chest as she opens her arms to let her shirt fall.

Federico Perenti nods. "Go on. As I was saying, you left me indiffferent. But I expect this to be instead difficult for you."

Silvia Menna casts her eyes down: um, my skirt too?

Federico Perenti: Is is difficult, miss Menna? Ah, yes, your skirt too. I did not tell you to stop.

Silvia Menna feels her cheeks burning as she pulls her skirt down and drops it on the floor

Silvia Menna now stands in the middle of the office with only her bras and panties on

Silvia Menna cursed herself for wearing the sheet lace underwear today

Silvia Menna: is it ok, Sir?

Silvia Menna prays she'll be just reprimaded and sent out the office after she get dress

Federico Perenti appreciates the shape of her legs. "Ok. So the new rules are.." He steps ahead, stopping only inches from her, towering over her "Get rid of the cell phone. You will be punished severely if you get caught again."

Silvia Menna: yes, Sir

Silvia Menna: I will do it right away Sir

Silvia Menna whispers: may ... may I get dress now, Sir?



Federico Perenti nods, near enough to see her nipples through the bra. "No."

Federico Perenti: you will call your family from here.

Silvia Menna feels her heart almost jumps out of her throat

Silvia Menna: you mean now, Sir?

Federico Perenti: twice a week is enough? *starts to walk around her, near enough to feel her breath, looking at her shoulders slowly rising and falling.

Federico Perenti: no, not now..

Federico Perenti: well if you need a short call, you can..

Silvia Menna squeezes her thighs tightly together and wraps her arms to cover her chest

Silvia Menna: oh, no Sir

Silvia Menna: um, I will have to make phone call from the office Sir? while you're around?

Federico Perenti sighs at the sight of her rear side. He reaches for the rim of her panties and pulls slightly up, making the cloth bite between her legs.

Federico Perenti: yes. You have no secrets for me, have you?

Silvia Menna feels goosebumps crawling her skin as she senses her half naked body so close to the principal

Silvia Menna yelps as she feels her panties pulled up touching her sensitive spot

Silvia Menna: um, no, Sir. I don't have any secret

Federico Perenti: You will call when I'm here. I thought this was a good rule *pulls until the panties slip in the crack between her buttoks, then lets go, moving agin in front of her.

Silvia Menna's lehs begins to tremble slightly as she feels extremely vulnerable without her clothes on in front of a stranger

Federico Perenti: .. so, we understand each other?

Silvia Menna surpresses her whimper as she bites her lip

Silvia Menna nods her head: yes, Sir. I do

Federico Perenti nods with her. "You're not getting aroused by this I hope? Are you?"

Silvia Menna shakes her head frenzily: no, Sir

Federico Perenti: Very good.

Silvia Menna feels her heart races at all the non-suitable remarks she heard

Federico Perenti takes her clothes from the floor, making a bundle of them, keeping them in his hands. "That's all for today. Please schedule an appointment with my secretary when you want to call home.

Silvia Menna feels like dying and wishes this nightmare can be over soon

Silvia Menna looks dumbfounded: oh my clothes sir

Silvia Menna reaches out her hands and expects to receive her clothes back

Federico Perenti opens the door, a whist of fresh air caressing her exposed shape "You can dress outside, I'm busy now." He drops her clotehs out of the room, in the empty hall. But steps can be heard already on the stairs.

Silvia Menna: Yes, Sir

Federico Perenti: He waits for her to pass, on the door frame, forcing her to brush against his clothes.

Silvia Menna moves quikly out the door, wishing nobody is around

Federico Perenti slams the door without other words.

Silvia Menna reaches for her clothes and quickly moves to the corner and puts her clothes on.

S005 Email to Jennifer

Email to Jennifer
Dear Miss Smith,

I made a new friend Sarah today. I was in the library while I was looking for some class reading. Sarah is a cute tomboy and very run to be with. She is a sophomore and I am glad that I found someone that I can go to if I need any help.

We spent the afternoon together and she showed me around all the important places that a student may want to know about.

I hope that you had a great day, Miss Smith.

Yours obediently,
Silvia

S004 Diary Entry: The Past

Shoot, just when I thought that I am finally free, the call just reminded me the full control of daddy and Jennifer have over me. Jennifer had been daddy's personal assistant for many years. I can never forget the first time when daddy began my obedience lesson. Jennifer was there and I was told that she will be responsible for disciplining me. I was to address her Miss Smith always even though I think she is probably in her early twenties. After my first spanking lying on her lap, I resigned myself to surrendering to her.

Sometimes, daddy would send me to Jennifer's apartment over a weekend for my good-girl training. I've learned to don a sexy french maid's uniform in 6-inch pumps to clean up her place. In fact, she already had maid service to handle the house work for her. It's more for me to get used to the outfit and wait on her hand and foot obediently. I've learned how to walk seductively in that impossible high heels and how to bend down to pick up things without bending my knees. Jennifer knows how to humiliate me and keeps me on a tight leash. Once she invited her girlfriends for teas and I was to serve them in my uniform without my panties on. My heart almost stopped when I was told to pick up the napkin dropped at Jennifer's feet when my back was facing all her friends.

Daddy always gives his instructions to Jennifer and I would learn what to do from her directly. I have been instructed to keep it a habit to sit on daddy's lap and kiss daddy's chin lovingly. That's the way to show my love for daddy as I was told. Sometimes I wondered if some instructions were made up by Jennifer herself. Once I questioned her instruction and I was punished to always address myself as Silvia when I talk to her. This is to keep me in a submissive mood and know my place. It sure does the trick. How can I not feel submissive and embarrassed when I speak like a little 3-year-old in front of her? Later I was told to speak the same way to daddy and daddy was very pleased. He then required me to always answer him "yes, daddy?" From then on, I would never question whatever Jennifer said. When she says jump, I will only ask eagerly how high. It has been my desire to please daddy and Jennifer over time. Somehow my subservient behavior always excites me extremely. It's growing on me and I found my panties get wet all the time when I was with daddy or Jennifer or even just talking to them on the phone. That submissive mood also had been making me more susceptible to agreeing with others and very hard for me to say no. I've hoped that I could get back my old personality after coming to Sandon. Now how can I do that when I am going to write Jennifer and call daddy everyday?

S003: Call from Jennifer Smith

Silvia flipped open her cell phone: "Hello?"
Jennifer: "Hi Silvia, how's school?"
Silvia: "Oh, Hi, Miss Smith. School is great. It's really nice here."
Jennifer: "Mmm, have you been a nice girl, Silvia?"
Silvia: "Yes, I have, Miss Smith."
Jennifer voiced coldly: "I have?"
Silvia: "Oh, I'm sor... Um, Silvia is really sorry, Miss Smith. Silvia begs for your forgiveness."
Jennifer: "Silvia, just several days away from home and you've forgotten your manner! How can I trust you to behave?"
Silvia: "Silvia is really sorry, Miss Smith. Silvia will work very hard to behave herself, Miss Smith..."
Jennifer: "I want you to email me your daily schedule and send me your daily report at the end of each day. Do you understand, Silvia?"
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith."
Jennifer: "Is that your answer, Silvia?"
Silvia cursed herself for forgetting always repeat the complete instruction when reply: "Oh, Silvia is sorry, Miss Smith. Silvia understands and will send you her daily schedule and a daily report every night, Miss Smith."
Jennifer: "That's better. I think you need your behavior lesson next time you come home. Now, don't forget to call your daddy everyday to tell him how much you love him and how you miss him."
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith. Silvia will call daddy every day and let him know that Silvia loves him and misses him very much, Miss Smith."
Jennifer: "Good girl. See, you always rely on me to teach you how to be a good daughter to your daddy."
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith. Silvia really appreciates you for constantly teaching her how to be a good daughter to daddy."
Jennifer: "Ok, I got to go. Remember to behave yourself, Silvia."
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith. Silvia will remember to behave herself."

S002 Diary Entry: Become a Cheerleader

I met Grace this afternoon at the book store. She was recruiting for the cheerleader squad. I signed up right there. Although I used to feel a bit jealous of those cheerleaders for the attention they received, I never wanted to be one as being a cheerleader seems to be announcing that you are inferior to those athletes and you can only cheer at the sideline. Since Dick became daddy, I was required to join school's cheerleader squad and trained hard to be a good one. To help framing my mind to develop my enthusiastic spirit, I was taught to admire all those hunky football players in my mind. I was to imagine that they are my heroes and I am to be so eager to show them how much I worship them. Over time, it did help and I was always so excited when doing my act in the games.

I know that I would be expected to be in the squad in Sandon too and show the same level of devotion if not more. I only hope that boys in Sandon are more mature and gentleman like. I can never forget last summer when I was trapped in those boys' locker room. I was so scared when Jake pinned me against the wall and forced a kiss on me. I was so humiliated about my boobs getting so hard under his probing hands and the head coach came in right at the moment. Although he rescued me from Jake's advance. He dismissed me as a cocktease and threatened to spank me if he caught me in the locker room with his players next time. That was such a degrading experience yet I get so excited whenever I replay the scenes in my mind. What's wrong with me?

S001 Diary Entry: New Beginning

It's so exciting to finally arrive at Sandon. It's like a dream. I never thought that I could ever come here, at least not one year ago. Yes, my grade is good enough but mom could never afford to send me to a private school like this if not for daddy's wealth. Gosh, I call him daddy so naturally now. Our lives definitely changed a lot since mom married him. Luxury mansion, all the pretty clothes that I could only dream of but I think I've paid a high price for it. I wonder if mom knows about what daddy did to me.

Even after a year by now, I still feel so humiliated to have to call him daddy like a little girl. Hell, I even need to behave like an obedient little girl. I still blush every time when I answer him with the required little-girl-tone "Yes, daddy?". Yet, those humiliation always turns me on so much. I wonder if that's really normal or if there's something wrong with me. Daddy always told me that it's a girl's nature to be eager to please men and only in doing it so that they will be happy and fulfilled. I thought he's just talking shit and tried to brainwash me but now I am really confused. Ever since the day daddy took me to his office, my life changed completely. All his so-called girl's obedience lessons have changed how I behaved completely. Not only I'm so used to be compleyely obedient to daddy, I found it's hard for me to be cold to boys at school too, at least those nice-looking ones. It's like a mental bondage that daddy has placed on me.