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Marcus

he stopped and listen... convinced he heard something.

Footsteps? A door closing?

He followed the sounds in the direction they came from.... and stopped again when they fell silent.

He frowned, knowing that it was past curfew....


"Who's there? Show yourself, and I'll consider not reporting you... If I have to come and find you, the punishment will be worse. I promise you...."
 
~Dyanna~

*Feeling him lift her into his arms she begian to pull at teh top of his shirt then once laying down tugged more to get his shirt from him before long sculpted nails tug at any belt he wears and pants. Sof gasp at the nip she purrrs hungrily to him fingernails trace along his chest and arms seeming to know just the right nerve endings to caress to urge his passions higher as his actions spur her hunger to stronger levels. Back arching at his lips over her abdomen eyes closed dark hair haloing her face as long toned legs move to circle around him*
 
Ingrid

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I stand frozen to the spot in the strange looking gymnasium.

"Who's there? Show yourself, and I'll consider not reporting you... If I have to come and find you, the punishment will be worse. I promise you...."

The sound of the mans voice, low but penetrating comes to my ears through the dark oak door. I am standing next to a mirrored wall, my hand resting on a wooden bar that runs the length of the wall, there are lengths of ropes with funny looking cuffs attached to them.

All around I see different peices of equipment and can't work out what they are for.

My face looks pale in the mirror, my hair pulled back into a pony tail, I notice my white blouse is buttoned wrong and worry about that, I am breathing rapidly through open lips as I try to control the sound. I am scared of the man and dare not speak out. My mind scared like a rabbit is elsewhere;

I am in my parents room, I have gone to them in the night, but they are doing 'things' I am frozen to the spot hiding in the shadows, I dare not move in case they see me. Mama is faced towards me, she is kneeling over Papa I can just see his open legs, his big thing is sticking up and Mama is trying to eat it, she is holding something in her hand which she is pushing into papa's bottom, he is groaning but I cannot see his face. His hips start to push up off the bed into mama's face and white stuff starts to come from her mouth, running like candle wax down his thing. I hide my heart beating loud as a wait for them to fall asleep.

With a start I see the handle of the door move
 
Professor Amanda Kensington

Amanda Jane Kensington spent a fitfull night alone in her quarters; she rested upon her bed but sleep was elusive. Her first day back at St. Martins had certainly brought it's fair share of drama and the day was prominent in her thoughts as she tossed and turned.

She recalled her liason with Marcus. Sweet Marcus, her old friend, lover, confidant and... no she dare not speak of it. There was no room in Amanda's heart for love and it pained her so that her need for love would not remain buried considering the amount of dirt she shoveled on it.

Gasping at the shock of the jelously rising once again as she remembered seeing him with Moni she resolved to forget about the little tart. She knew Marcus, he was only using her for release and he could handle her. No, she wasn't worried about Moni Chandlers.

Jonathan however was a source of considerable worry. She feared she had not pleased him in her delivery of the girl to him and had no wish to be on the receiving end of his wrath. She shuddered at the thought of the last punishment she had received from him, they were few and far between and never without good cause, but undesirable non-the-less. She resolved to smooth things over before it was too late.

Rubbing her aching ankle and grazed knees she remembered her calamity in the court-yard and prayed once more that Jonathan was not aware that it was her. Gasping again as she remembered she'd had to leave her shoe behind she resolved to try and retrieve the thing as soon as dawn broke.

Her thoughts then turned to Ingrid, she had done so well and yet... in a way she was glad that the girls path would not follow hers. They were of similar stock though and as such Amanda knew she need not worry too much about her well being, despite all she was strong. This much she knew.

Sighing as dawn broke Amanda rose, showered and dressed in her off duty clothes, a simple casual dress and pulled her wool coat around her shoulders tying the belt. There was never anyone around at this time of the morning, except Frank, but he was discreet enough. A perfect time for a walk to clear her head of the debris ready to start afresh.

Stepping out into the brisk dawn Amanda shivered then breathed in the air and smiled. Nothing was irreparable, that was the good thing about new days... they were akin to be given another chance. She began to walk through the path by the maple trees with a renewed sense of peace.
 
Dyanna had striped The Dean to the waist her long delicate fingers had loosed his trousers, her little gasp as he nipped and tongued his way down the sinuous seductive cures of her abdomen, Her long tapered athletic legs circling his waist, the memory of how he sculptured nails ignited a thousand little sensual fires as they hade played over his chest. Lower he slips the little girl plaid skirt of the school down Dyanna’s sculptured legs

Jonathan’s hot moist breath stirred the dark rich fleece of the young exotic beauty’s “Venus Mound”. Gently he blew a long warm stream of air to caress and tease that heavenly fleece, and then he pressed his lips to her rose pink labia and Frenched Dyanna’s sweet pussy. His tongue exploring and tasting the young beauty’s sweet sex. Jonathan kisses the sweet velvet flesh of the girl’s inner thighs he works her panties and skirt down over her legs to toss it away. His kisses float down her legs, tarring to tease the tendon behind her knee. Slowly he strips away her sacks and shoes, a kiss to her instep and then he suckles each of her toes.
 
~Dyanna~

Digging her heel in slightly to the bed as his tounge dance just barely within her back arching her hands reached to caress this older man that brought the fire from her like no other yet. THe young "Toy" males that she had always dealt with the limo driver and sons of fathers associates were nothing compared to this... IN this they were equal ... Two people seeking release seeking pleasure and willing to give just as much pleasure to the other... Equal passion driven Lust filled animals of desire.*

*A slight shiver curled her system at the kiss to her instep as a soft moan fell from her. Eyes open long enough to lift up a little and look at him the lust flooded her edyes she wanted more... She wanted him and thats just what she would have... As he would have more of her. A hand reaching to grasp at him to pull him back up that long slender form so that she too could finish some exploreations she had begun*
 
Every fiber of this young beauty lusted for pleasure as much as his did the way she arched to his mouth the soft seductive kisses that teased and held out promises of more to come the breathy little sigh at the kiss of her instep, her guttural Purrrr as he suckled each one of her toes. Their eyes met passion and lust flashed between them as her firm young body quivered in the first hints of delight. Her hands grasped at him drawing Jonathan back up her supple body. Her tarried kisses teasing, tempting her flesh as he allowed him self to be drawn back up.

His bared chest pressing down on her naked perfection their mouths locked in a primeval kiss. Then a shift in weight and the dark Harried beauty is astride of him, his fingers loose her bound hair t cascade in lustrous raven cascades down over her shoulders. To tickle his face and shoulders.
 
~Dyanna~

*Leaning forward she licked and nipped at his lips and then his jawline and neck her eyes watching his as she purrred hips wriggling as she moved lower kissing along his chest nipping tounge tracing faintly in intoxicating patterns along his chest and abs as she returns to loosing and getting the pants from him. Slowly ever teasingly hips wriggle as she nips at the belly button with a purrr before pushing his pants lower*

*fingernails trace teh top of boxers or briefs that her lover this night wears before slipping unde the band and beginning a slow teasing pull of removing them as well her soft warm breath plays over his skin as she purrs moving lower nipping and kissing her way down warm breath and faint kisses teasing his thighs and shaft her ample breasts brushing over his thighs as she ever so briefly takes the head into her lips and faintly nips before continuing along his thighs*
 
Dyanna’s soft exotic boldness is such a pleasant change from the little virgins I have to train as per their family’s wishes, and their own shy needs.

I sigh as her very talented mouth and fingers tease and please me. I lift my hips slightly as Dyanna eases my trousers and boxers down a deep guttural purr escapes my own lips as her lips briefly take me into the promise of her warm mouth. My hand strokes her silken tresses, my fingers idly play with her raven mane. And I grow hard at her sensual touch. My eyes smile with my own lust and pleasure into hers just for a moment before Dyanna continues her explorations.
 
~Dyanna~

*Once his Clothes socks and shoes are all gone she slithered her way back up his form and purred there atop him as she nipped at his lips with a purrr*

*Hips wriggle as she hovers her woman hood over hs growing shaft her eyes locked on his the primal hunger burning bright in her dark eyes*
 
Dyanna sexy little wiggle brings Jonathan fully erect her moist arousal their eyes reflect their mutual hunger his hands cup her full firm breast thumbs rolling the dark haired beauties nipples under their pads.

His hips arch the tip of his cock brushes her sweet folds. Jonathan’s knees rise to support Dyanna’s back, his hands on her trim waist, his lips suckle, nip at her pebble hard nipples then he rolls the diamond hard nub along the ridged roof of his mouth.
 
~Dyanna~

*Soft hungry moan at his teeth tounge and mouth on her breasts. SLowly she slips her self down as his hard shaft enters her leaning back against his knees as she slowly sinks till he is fully deeply buried inside of her*

*Soft sultry whimper of sheer delight as the nipple is rubbed against the roof of his mouth her lips seek to explore aong his neck and jawline grazing her teeth softly over his neck igniting nerve endings as she began to ride him*
 
So soft moist and so tight, this young beauty is experience yet not a casual lover her sensuality natural, seductive and her passions wild and untamed. The soft whimper of delight at the rolling of her nipple trills him, the soft grating of her teeth excites Jonathan. He grips her taunt nipple in his teeth gently nipping it, his tongue flutters across its feverous tip, as he draws a cool stream of air across that taunt bud.

His hips thrust up to me her decent on to him till the tip of his cock grates her cervix, and nudges the top of her womb, his hips wiggle grinding ever deeper into the teen beauty.
 
~Dyanna~

Riding more feeling him deep in side of her and gasps softly at his thrugst her lips pressing hard to his in a fevered Kiss... So urgent... so hungry for this passionand lust... So afire with lust and passion she rode harder and faster doing all she could to help him drive deeper into her pain mattering little if at all to her*
 
The exotic beauty rode Jonathan like a wild beast in heat, their lust played out in their kiss the way his hands lifted then plunged her supple body down on him. His feet levering his hips up as she slid down his cock..

He broke that kiss as her first orgasm swept over the young beauty. His mouth trailing white hot Kisses down her neck, bathing her breasts with seductive kisses, erotic little nips, he claimed her nipples first one then the other. He was as wild as she in their coupling as they fucked each other taking all the other had to give, giving all that they had in their wild dance of sex.
 
~Dyanna~

*Slamming down hard against him plunging him deeper still of herself she gasped eyes flooded with lust hunger and the Orgasmic bliss that rippled through her soft moans at teh kisses only signaled that she wanted more.. Hips buck wild when he was deep within her. THe Silence spoke volumes with the sexual energy around them*
 
Marcus

He emtered the gym slowly, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.

For the first time he wondered if this was a good idea... after all, he had no idea who was in here. A student? Thief? Jealous boyfriend?

But it was too late now. Besides which, unless the person was armed, it didn't much matter.

Slowly, he could make out shapes in the room, and stepped inside, keeping the door open behind him.

He did a slow circuit of the room, and saw her. A young woman, half-scared out of her wits. Her shirt was buttoned up crooked, so that one side hung lower than the other. He hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and her breasts were heaving at the sight of him.

"Ahhhh.... someone who doesn't understand the point of a curfew, yes? You never know whom you might meet out here, young lady."

He stepped colser to her.

"I'm Professor James Marcus Dean. You may call me Professor Dean, or just Professor, if you wish."

He stepped closer still, his eyes on hers.

Put her at ease, Marcus. She fears you. And then when she's calm...

He smiled.

"You are...?"
 
Ingrid

I wish I could hurt him, tie him up spank him like he spanks me, one day when I am bigger

I hold my breath as he moves around the room, just like daddy searching for me in the dark,

Its no good I freeze as his eyes find me, examine me, capture me,


"I'm Professor James Marcus Dean. You may call me Professor Dean, or just Professor, if you wish."

"Ingrid, professor, dean,sir, Ingrid I...I was just"

The idea that I was in the wrong again, just like at home suddenly made me angry, I have done nothing wrong, I can feel the petulant, rebellious expression forming on my face as this man looks me up and down.

if only I were stronger I would tie him up, show him, spank them all, all the men
 
"Ahhhh, Ingrid. Our student from overseas, yes?"

He stepped closer, watching the war of emotions on her face.

So this is the one that the Headmaster was so interested in....

he looked her up and down. he could see why.... she was a sexy little thing. And she seemed to me a nice submissive one, two. Not that he usually went for that sort of thing. Marcus wanted to dominate them in so many other ways... and for that, there must be strength.

But there was fire in her eyes. just peeking out. There one moment, gone the next. Not at all like Miss Chambers, of course. But there, nonetheless.

"Come out of the shadows so I can have a look at you."

He waved her forward, and nearly smiled at the automatice response.

Yes.... this one was awakening... but into what?

"Are you aware of the curfew, dear?"
 
My mouth claim hers as I stiffened and came deep with in the dark haired beauty my white hot seed filling her as her orgasm engulfed her.. Even after that climatic explosion deep within Dyanna womb I still drove into the young wildcat till her body spasmed in her ecstasy. Slowly the tempo slows as our tongues dance and savored the taste of each other.

“Um you are very good Dyanna, very good indeed.”
 
Ingrid

curfew? whats a curfew? they always are tricking me, making me feel naughty, just like at home

"Sir, curfew? no sir, what is curfew? has Ingrid been naughty?"

he is laughing at me, I hate these clever men
 
Marcus

"There is a curfew at St. Martin's, Ingrid."

He walked a slow circle around her... his eyes traveling over her tight little ass when he got behind her.

"It there to keep young ladies out of trouble."

The circle took me around to stand in front of her again.

"They always mention the curfew at tea."

He smiled.

"You did go to the tea, didn't you?"
 
~Dyanna~

*Purring at teh deans words she curled there for a moment reveling in the kiss and the never ending pleasure that every nerve screamed from*

So Dean want... more

*nips at his lips purring more hips wriggle ever so slightly*
 
“Dyanna my beauty what did you have in mind.”

He smiled at her his eyes burning with the same lustful passion as her own.

“Oh yes I want more of you and in every conceivable way my little Wildcat”
 
ingrid

"Yes, I..."

was with the dean amd Miss, I did not hear anything I was

"I mustn't have heard properly,"


"SIRR"

I pout back at him as he walks around looking me up and down.

I wish my blouse was on right
 
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