The School...

Sarah

Sarah crawled into the bed and lay down on her stomach, resting her heavy head on her arms. Her eyes closed as she listened to him move around the room but she was too frightened to look and see what he was doing. Whatever new misery he had planned for her, she would find out soon enough. There was no point in watching it come for her.

Nothing on earth could have surprised her more than the feeling of the soothing cool cloth on her ass. Although it startled her, she quickly relaxed into its comfort; even his petting her pussy did not disturb her.

Half awake and half asleep, she nodded as he gave his commands and murmured, “Thank you for the cloth, Master.” as she drifted off to sleep.
 
my character: Professor Everhard
Age: 25
Postion in the Cult: Ranking 7th Teacher
Hair: black
Eyes: Brown
Height: 6ft 3inche
Built: athletic and muscular
Backstory: a third generation member of the cult just starting. he loves oral sex and his students will learn how to give the different ways of giving a blowjob

the professor walked into the classroom and looked at the beautiful girls inside. he thought to himself this is going to be a good class.

hello class my name is professor everhard and in this class you will learn the art of giviing head . now you might be asking what is there to know you just put the cock in your mouth and suck. but you will learn what to do with your tongue hands and throat. any qoustions"
 
Sarah

After a couple hours of sleep, Sarah awakes. For the first few moments, she thinks she is in her own room, back at home.

Then she feels the constricting collar around her throat. The memory of it all comes flooding back to her. The pain. The anger. The humiliation. She wants to go back to sleep, pretend it did not happen, pretend it was not happening but she forces herself to move instead.

Gingerly, she sits up, anticipating the piercing pain again and is relieved when as bad she expected.

Looking around the room, she sees no sign of the other girls, she shivers, “I hope they are all right.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she runs her fingers through her hair, as she whispers an angry staccato of profanity, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Fuck Damn. Fuck.” She looks around the room, and then thoroughly searches it. She digs through her own things but does not have the heart to touch the belongings of the other girls. It seems criminal to violate what little they are allowed to keep by creeping through it. She finds nothing of use to her in the room and the only thing of interest is a locked cupboard. She realizes one of the many keys he carries must unlock it. He. Mark. Master.

“Fuck!” In her agitation, she starts pacing back and forth across the small room. Abruptly, she stops and takes as deep a breath as she can and then another, forcing herself to calm down.

Standing in the middle of the room, she forces herself to relive the day, to remember his reaction to her every action. Every frightening and humiliating detail that she can remember, she calls up and examines. She realizes she needs to be more observant, she needs to know her enemy.

Then she takes the sheet off the bed and spreads on the floor. She sits on it to keep her bare skin off the cold floor and begins a series of intensive stretches and holds to ease the tension from her body before climbing back into bed.
 
the poor girl tried to hold it as hard as she could but her body had tightened to much and then with a large grown she let it go but it was not like it usually happened it was in small intervals nor was it liquid but it was white and sticky and as soon as she peed she felt relaxed so relaxed and so satisfied like it was all she desired in the world

Alec felt her hot cum hit his finger as he moved it in and out...he heard her grown. Alec removed his finger from his pussy and raised it up to eye level "this is your cum Lily now didn't that feel good?" he asked her. He lowered his drawing a circle with her cum around her belly button before letting go of her waist.

"now get changed, its time for bed. Il take you to it when your ready"

he waited till she was dressed before leading her out of the room and down the corridor and back in the circular steps room going up some floors before exiting again. He led her down the corridor into a room, a girl was already lying down on one of the beds wearing a t-shirt exposing her ass...her ass had 3 red strips on it.

Alec smirked "you must be Sarah" he approached her by her side and touched one of the red stripes on her ass "ooo he hit you hard didn't he, anyway" he said removing his hand and turning to lily "Lily this is Sarah, she will be your room-mate along with Annabelle"...Alec walked over to the cupboard and removed a t-shirt, walking back over to Lily, he removed her top and put the t-shirt over her head before sliding her skirt down again.

He stood infront of her again and reached down wiping some of her cum from her pussy he raised it to her mouth and pushed his finger into her mouth...taking it out, he moved around her "goodnight" and slammed the door.
 
Sarah

Sarah lifted her head off of the pillow when she heard the door open.

It was not Mark, it was another “Teacher”, and he had a student in tow. She glared at him when he made mention of her welts but did not flinch when he touched it.

She seethed as she heard him talk to Lilly like she was a moronic doll but Sarah could not see what he did to her, she could only tell he was touching her. If Lily reacted, she did it too softly for Sarah to hear.

Sarah was quiet; she just wanted him to leave.

As he slammed the door behind him, Sarah climbed out of the bed and quickly crossed the room to Lilly’s. She knelt beside the other girls bed and whispered, her voice heavy with concern, “Did he hurt you? Are you all right?”
 
it was happening fast but i finally i was in my room
Hi sarah i am Lily
Just joined the school today
he is so cool i tell her referring you
i tell her who i am and how my mother left me here and i was excited to be here and had fun today with Alec.
Finally i asked her to tell me about herself and how she came here and how long it has been?
also if you had met annabelle?
 
Sarah

Sarah stared at the small, round beauty, and shook her head in disbelief. Excited? Fun? Had Lily really used those words to describe her first day at the School? She thinks her teacher, Alec, is cool? What the fuck? Sarah considers it for a moment and remembers his smirk when he touched her welt, to she how much it hurt her. No. this one is the same sort of Captain Dickhead as the other and as for Lily… Sarah had no idea what was up with that girl but she seemed sweet, for now, that is enough.

“Hi, Lily” Sarah whispers, “This is my first day too.”

"I'm from the other side of the island, and I really want to go home. Don't you?"
 
well i wanted to
I asked him and he clearly told me we cant and i think they mean it.
He lold me we are here and we will be trained in sex how to be good slaves and then married to guys they choose
as a fact i would like to o back if i have achoice but he did things today i had never tried and he felt so good
i wont mind staying here if those hings are done
then i see red markson your ass cheeks

Sarah you want me to apply some medicine there it will relax you it must hurt and without waiting for reply i take some cream and apply them gently on your buttocks
 
Sarah

Sarah listened to Lily and watched her closely as she spoke. She could not believe that the other girl was so willing to accept the situation.

And when Lily started to rub the salve on her ass, Sarah shood her away.

"Thank you, Lil, but it feels much better now. Really. It's ok. I do yoga relax." She gave Lily her friendliest smile. She didn't want to insult the other girl, she wanted to talk.

"Lily, you don't really think that being someone's slave is anyway to spend your life, do you? What about want you want? What about your happiness? Aren't you angry at the way you are being treated?"
 
i knew she was furious but i said

do we really have a choice.
I dont know about you but all i have seen is that we do as our husbands would desire that is what i saw my mom did and life was ok
dad liked her and suppose we rebel what will happen they will still seek there pleasure the way they wish but we will be hurt, but if we cooperate maybe they will care about us
Is there a way to escape?
 
Sarah

Sarah whispered heatedly “Care for us? Who cares if they care for us? How could they care for us? He wants to make you a slave and you want him to like you? You worry that he might seek his pleasure somewhere else. Good for him, let him find someone who wants what he wants, who wants to be want he wants. Let them have willing whores. But they are trying to make slaves and whores out of us, Lily.” She sighed heavily “It’s not right, Lily. It just isn’t.”

Sarah shook her head, she cannot be like Lily, and she will not give up without a fight. She will not give up.

“I am sure there is a way to escape, I just haven’t found it yet.” She smiled. “But I will.”
 
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Well i would like to wish yu luck and if you manage to escape i will too till then letus do what they want and serch a way to escape cause if we are obedient they will check us less but if we oppose they will check us all the time
saying this i wink at you and get inside my bed
 
Sarah

Sarah closed her eyes and wished to would be that easy but she doubted it. She also just didn’t know what to make of Lily’s complacent, wait-and-see attitude. Whatever.

“Good night, Lily.” Sarah gave Lily’s should a quick friendly squeeze and then crawled into her own bed.
 
“Thank you for the cloth, Master.” said Sarah as she drifted off to sleep.

Mark turned around and exited the room...moving down the corridor he went into the spiral staircase room again and went down a floor...he unlocked the door and entered, there were 4 doors in the corridor he approached one labelled "Alec Regard" unlocked it and entered. The darkness of the corridor instantly changed as he walked thru the door. The room had a oak wooden floor, a table in the middle surrounded by 2 arm chairs. A fireplace to the side and a bed to the other side.

Mark closed the door behind him and approached a desk at the opposite side of the room. Picking up a piece of paper from the desk he started to fill a report out for Sarah. Once he was done he picked a remote on the table and turned on the TV at the right of him, footage from the room showed that Sarah was now sitting on the floor. Mark picked up his phone and dialled a number. The phone rang twice before a male voice answered the phone "Ah hello...Yes its me, she is doing alright, at the moment she is still resisting. Don't worry soon enough your daughter will realise the true way of a Krenos lady. Okay. goodnight then" he put the phone down and stood up cracking his fingers. He hopped onto bed and fell asleep.

2-3 hours later...

The alarm beside mark's bed went off, He sat up awake, slipped his shoes back on and left the room. he made his way back up to the floor above him. Not even knocking on the door he opened it.

Sarah was asleep in her bed her head just poking out from under the duvet...he approached her from the right side of the bed. Grabbing the top of the duvet, put his mouth by her ear and shouted "WAKE UP!" and pulled the duvet off of her letting it fall onto the floor "UP UP UP UP UP!" he shouted again and again walking around the back of her bed, slapping her right ass cheek along the way he picked up her clothes from the chair which had been ironed out and threw them onto the bed

"UP AND GET CHANGED, NOW!" he shouted again.
 
Sarah

Sarah woke up startled, screaming in response to the loud noise at her ear. She scrambled to escape from it before she even had time to recognize what or who it was, her bare legs flailed as she tried to move to the corner of the bed. The memories of the previous day came flooding back but before she could react, Mark moved to the other side of bed and smacked her ass as he reached for her clothing.

She looked up at him. He dropped clothes and ordered her to dress. His loud, insistent barking of commands drove her act without thinking. Hurriedly she dressed, tossing on her clothes while keeping her eye on him, worried about what would be happening next. A million thoughts spun through her head, most involved escape but some we all about ripping his throat out, feeding his eyes to pigeons, dancing on his unmarked grave….

When she was fully dressed and standing in front of him, she could not hide a little smile.
 
Sarah screamed as Mark yelled in her ear, she scrambled around the bed. Her legs flailed about uselessly.

After he dropped her clothes on the bed she got dressed, once she was finished she stood infront of him with a small smile on her face "follow me" he said, turning to the right he led her out of the door and down the corridor again to the spiral staircase taking her up a floor he walked into a corridor and opened a door.

They walked into a room with a marbled floor, a table in the middle and every piece of cooking equipment imaginable around the edge of the room. Mark walked to the right side of the room picking up a small black lower body apron. He walked upto behind Sarah placed the apron around her front and then tied it up at the back making sure it was tight "im sure you have leant your lesson from last night" he said reaching to her collar and loosening it.

"now" he said his hands reaching down to grab her ass "cook me bacon, egg and sausage...perfectly cooked"
 
Sarah

She followed him up the stairs, making every attempt to hide her true feelings as he led her off to another strange room. Feeling a little better after decent night’s sleep, today she felt she had a better chance of handling whatever he threw at her. She vowed, that while she wouldn’t roll over the way Lily did, she would try to choose her battles wisely.

He opened the door and revealed one of the last things she expected – a beautiful kitchen. Her eyebrows lifted as he wrapped her hips in a domestic black apron and the corner of her mouth twitched before she bit her lip to suppress a smile.

"now" he said his hands reaching down to grab her ass "cook me bacon, egg and sausage...perfectly cooked"

She flinched when he grabbed her ass and she resisted the urge to jump away and slap his hand of off her. She looked directly into his eyes and blinking innocently she said, “Master, that slut who is my mother never taught me how to cook. She wouldn’t even let me in her kitchen.”
 
He let go of her arse running his fingers across her outer thigh before letting go and said

"Then your mother will be delt with. She should have taught you how to cook or at least the basics. No wonder you are so disobedient." he said smirking he walked over to a side draw and pulled out a frying pan from the side he placed it on the top of the hob picking up the olive oil from the side and pouring it onto the frying pan

"go and get the bacon from the fridge over there" he said pointing a finger at the fridge when she came back and put the bacon down beside him. He turned to her picking up the olive oil again he poured some onto his and approached her rubbing his hands together he placed his hands just below the gab at the bottom of her top and ran his hands up. Running his hands over her breasts and flicked the nipples with his thumbs before pinching them with his fingers...then he removed his hands from her top and said

"now remove ur top and continue rubbing this on yourself whilst you watch and learn how to cook..."
 
Sarah

She felt his fingers slide across her thigh and covered her own smirk when Mark said her “mother would be dealt with”. She hoped it hurt the bitch.

She was nearly smiling as she went to the fridge and took out the bacon, surprised by how easy it had been and considered what else she could blame on her mother. She set down the bacon and watched him pour the olive oil into his hands… aw shit.

His oiled hands slid up her top to her breasts, she forced herself to stand there, to let his hands touch her. She flinched when he flicked her nipples and bit her tongue when he pinched them.

"now remove ur top and continue rubbing this on yourself whilst you watch and learn how to cook..."

Sarah’s hands moved slowly to the bottom of her shirt, slowly, while she thought about what she should do. She crossed her hands and lifted the shirt over her head, spreading the olive oil to her face and hair. She neatly rested her shirt over the back of her chair. This was not the thing to fight over.

She reached down to her breasts and as she touched her shiny oil covered nipples she learned that they were already hard. She frowned.

She watched him, her eyes steady as she stood there in her short skirt and high-heeled shoes. First, she ran hands over her breast, as if rubbing the oil into her skin. She squeezed them between her fingers, them pushed them together. She was trying not to think abut what she was doing, standing topless in the middle of a kitchen playing with her tits. She was trying to pretend she was alone, back in her room at home, nakedin her own bed. She shifted her attention to her to her nipples. Slick with oil, her fingers easily teased them to growing even harder, as she flicked and pinched them for herself. She rolled them between her fingers and sighed. Sarah squeezed her legs together, distracted by the wetness she felt spreading between her thighs, not longer certain what Mark was doing in the kitchen.
 
Sarah watched Mark as he poured oil onto the frying pan and placed the bacon onto it. First Sarah ran her hands over her breasts. Mark flipped the bacon in the pan watching Sarah. Sarah squeezed her breasts and then pushed them together. Sarah flicked and pinched her nipples making them harder. She sighed as her nipples were rolled between her oily fingers. Sarah's legs squeezed together.

Mark smirked bringing the pan off of the heat and turning the heat off, turning to Sarah he could tell she no longer could tell what he was doing. He drew close to her picking up the oil from the side again he poured it onto his right hand fingers.

Reaching below her skirt he moved his left hand to her back pulling her closer into him he pushed his finger into her pussy feeling the extreme wetness and hotness of her pussy he whispered into her ear

"well you are enjoying this aren't you" he moved his head down to her right breast taking her nipple into his mouth he rolled his tongue around it whilst Sarah continued to rub her left breast.
 
Sarah

Sarah stood in the middle of the kitchen with her legs pressed together, as she played with her breasts and teased her nipples. She felt a hand reach up her skirt and instinctively parted her legs slightly as Mark pushed his finger in to her. She moaned, first. Then she felt her face turned red as she realized how wet she was, how horny felt.

"well you are enjoying this aren't you" he whispered in her ear.


Sarah did not say anything. She nodded her head and thought it beat the hell of cooking breakfast.

As his head lowered to her breast and he took her nipple in his mouth she moaned again. She cursed herself and considered pushing him away but she did not want him to stop. Her breath was coming in short little gasps and closed her eyes, she ran her tongue across her lips as her chest rose and fell beneath his mouth. Her hips rocked against his fingers, while she continued to rub her left breast and when he tongued her left nipple, she entwined her right hand in his hair.

“Mmm…”
 
“Mmm…” moaned Sarah as Mark moved his tongue over her left nipple her hand running in and out of his hair he pressed his mouth against her breast taking her nipple fully into his mouth he moved his tongue over her nipple faster, he removed his hand from her pussy and put it around her waist and moved the hand at her back to the other side of her waist.

He moved his mouth up from her breast, kissing her skin around her nipple he moved up kissing her skin to her neck where he moved his head away. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up waiting for her legs to instinvtively wrap around his waist before he carried her to the edge of the table.

He placed her ass on the edge of the table returning his mouth to her breast he pushed forwards so her back was against the table he moved his hands down her waists grabbing her the top of her skirt he pulled it down and let it fall off the bottom of her feet.

He moved his left hand to caress her left thigh whilst hovering his right finger over her pussy he moved his mouth away from her breast and upto her ear he whispered

"do you want my fingers Sarah do you want my oily fingers making you moan tell me you do and i will Sarah..."
 
Sarah

Sarah groaned when Mark pulled his finger but arched towards him when he moved his hands to her back, her head lolling to the side when he kissed her neck. Startled, when he lifted her off the ground she wrapped her legs around him and grabbed on to his shoulder.

He set her down on the edge of the cold table and she squirmed. She smiled when he pushed her back on the table and lifted her hips, helping take off her skirt.

She was hot, wet, and nearly breathless as he stood over her at the edge of the counter. Naked except for her stockings and her high-heeled shoes, her body slick with olive oil, perspiration and her own juice, she watched him through lidded eyes, heavy with in anticipation. .

"do you want my fingers Sarah do you want my oily fingers making you moan tell me you do and i will Sarah..."


She felt a twinge in her stomach as she heard his question and slowly nodded her head.

“Yes, please, Mar..… Master?”
 
“Yes, please, Mar..… Master?”

Mark smiled, he kissed her cheek before moving his lips upto hers and kissing her on the mouth, he moved his mouth back to her ear and whispered "good girl" he moved his finger up and down her clit before sliding a finger into her.

He moved back down to her breasts yet again taking her right breast into his mouth kissing and sucking the nipple he ran his free hand up and her waist caressing her waist. Mark added another finger to her pussy pushing them in and out with each push getting deeper and deeper.

Mark moved his hand from her waist and picked up the olive oil bottle from behind him taking his mouth off of her breast to do so. He poured some onto her skin just below her breasts letting a tribble of oil run down between her legs adding to her wetness. He moved his hand away from her pussy and massaged the remaining oil onto her skin letting his kuckles brush up against her nipples before returning 2 fingers to her pussy. He bent forward again kissing her on the lips.
 
Sarah

"good girl", he whispered but before it could register she felt his finger move up and down her clit before sliding into her. She raised her hips, pressing her pussy against his hand; she didn’t want to miss anything he would give her.

She arched her back, and moaned as he sucked her nipple. She kept her hand at breast alternating between teasing it and squeezing it. She wanted to kiss him, taste him, run her fingers over his flesh, rip off his clothes but she was afraid his she did something wrong he would stop touching her. She tossed her head from side to side in maddening frustration.

She pushed against his hand even harder as he pushed another finger into her. She groaned and reached for his head, running her fingers down his neck to back, across his shoulders, wanting to feel him, even if only through his clothing. Her hips moved faster and harder with the increasing rhythm of his fingers, her hot wet hole soaking his hand.

The oil her poured on her skin was cold and sent little shivers across her flesh until he warmed it with his hands. She stretched and arched her body and his strong hand massaged the oil into breast and nipples. When he slid his fingers back inside her she bit her lip and started to close her legs, only to open them again as he leaned forward to kiss her lips.

She kissed him back, her tongue dancing around his, tasting him. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer, she wrapped a leg around him to pull him closer. Her hips pounded her pussy into his hand as he fucked her with his fingers. She moaned into his mouth, wanting more.

"Mmm...please..." She stopped, she didn't know what to ask for.
 
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