| MELODY - LOST FROM HOME [ part 13 ] I awoke cuddled up with the small form of Pauline who was still asleep, but when I awoke she looked at me – with eyes of the slave personality. “Good morning my master, how may I serve you this morning?” she asked me. I thought for a moment and made a suggestion she nodded and moved down in the bed, I felt her breath on my cock as her warm mouth engulfed it, and then I felt her tongue as it swirled around the stalk, and then I felt her nose as it positioned itself against my pubic bone, my cock deep in her throat. She started humming, the effect was amazing! If I had pen and paper with me I would have written that down for adding to further slaves training – of course that was if I was ever allowed to return to my former life – Then Slave started to move her head back and forth milking me of my discharge, she swallowed it all, like the perfect slave she was trained to be. She re-emerged, licking her lips, and smiled at me, “Thank you master, it was a pleasure to serve you.” She said, “What can this slave do further for you?” I smiled at her willingness, and then remembered who it was that was before me, so I said. “Slave, you will go into the bathroom, gargle and brush your teeth, when you have completed that you will return to me and kiss me, while you are midway into the kiss you will allow Pauline to return. Is this understood.” She nodded to me “Yes master, this slave is happy to serve you; you do not need Pauline while I am here.” She was begging to remain in charge of her body. I patted her head, “I know slave, but Pauline needs to go to school today, and needs to react normally to the work there, I don’t think you would be able to control yourself. You have been very good and obedient I am happy with you. Now go.” Once a slave has bonded with her master she needs to be re-assured at all times, but if she makes a mistake she should be punished immediately – never forget that. I heard her gargling in the bathroom, as I got up and dressed, I had put on my pants and was zipping up the fly when she returned to me, I bent down to allow her to kiss me, her tongue was in my mouth, expertly licking the inside, when I felt her change, I fought her tongue which was now moving in a cautious pattern as she tried to remember just how it was Slave was playing with me. “Mr. Purple! Why did you want me to kiss you?” She asked me. I smiled, “Well Pauline, I thought you wanted to kiss me, but would be too shy to ask.” She blushed beautifully I thought, she was still dressed in the Slave uniform – nothing – and hadn’t realised that, the red hue going all over her body. I turned her around to where her school uniform was lying on the seat where she had placed them, and patted her bottom to get her moving. The feel of my hand on her flesh made her look down. She took a look back at me and then quickly put on her panties and blouse, then her socks. Then she turned to face me. “Mr. Purple,” She started, “Do you really want to keep me?” I nodded and then said, “Only if you promise to obey me completely.” Her face went solemn on me. “Master!” This wasn’t Pauline’s voice but a variation of Slaves’ “My life is dedicated to serving my assigned master – you are my reason for living, It is impossible for me not to obey you.” I smiled at the girl, “I do understand that, I was just trying to be funny. But now that you’re here what is your name?” The eyes of the girl lit up, “My name is Felicity, and I am here to guide you if there is any problems or if your commands are not understood.” “Thank you Felicity, how many personalities are with you?” I had to ask that, I didn’t want to be surprised by a newcomer. She seemed to consider this, or maybe counting inside her head, then her eyes focused on me again, “Master there are eight active personalities and ten inactive proto-personalities.” ‘PROTO-PERSONALITIES’ what the blazes were they, I was about to ask when my phone rang. I answered it “Purple here.” It was the school office informing me that the girls had target practise in the afternoon, and gym lessons just before that, so my morning lessons would only be with me. I told them that I understood that and returned to Felicity – to find, from the way she was dressing, that Pauline was now back with me, this was getting confusing. I spoke to her, “Pauline, I know I don’t have to say this, when we are in the class you are just another pupil, if you do anything wrong I will punish you, do you understand.” She turned to me her eyes shining. “Yes, Mr. Purple.” She said, I smiled at her, all in all life here didn’t seem to bad, I hadn’t forgotten about Melody, but at the moment there was nothing I could do for her, she was in good hands, and hands that I knew wouldn’t let her down. I washed, shaved and dressed and was ready to walk to the school, Pauline stayed one step behind me, when I turned to tell her to hurry up she shook her head. “I was always told to remain behind my master,” she said, “Please let me stay here.” I gave in, it appeared to make her happy – I was beginning to wonder who was the master and who was the slave in this relationship. I noticed, during the walk, that there wasn’t as many police officers in evidence, which surprised me as I would have expected, in fact I did expect to be questioned about having Pauline with me, but then I realised that she had been given to me, to be used by me – giving ‘them’, the mysterious controllers, another hold over me, no doubt my activities with Pauline had already been recorded, I could expect another ‘interview’ soon. I was about to walk past the school when Pauline’s voice called me back, I looked up and then thanked her, I entered and directed her to the playground where her friends were waiting, obviously wanting to hear about their teacher, I hope Pauline would obey instructions, but then realised that even if she didn’t it wouldn’t hurt my reputation amongst the girls. I stopped by the administration office and enquired about the target practice they would be attending, Kris, the senior of the two there had thawed enough to talk to me, “Why are the girls being taught how to use guns?” I asked her. “Well here we try to assure that all the girls are able to defend themselves, they also have the normal self defence classes, although all of your group are mainly 2nd Dans, their classes are on Thursdays after school, which is why any detentions they are given can’t be attended on that day.” She told me, “We do keep a track of all their progresses of course.” I considered this, “So what if they decide that they don’t need to listen to the teacher, are they likely to try a throw on me?” I asked, smiling to show I didn’t really mind such a thing, I’d had a bit of judo training before and could block most easy throws. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that,” She said, “They do understand that they are here to learn and have respect for their teachers, only if they are threatened by strangers do they go into combat mode.” She said this last and then had a puzzled look on her face, as if she had said something wrong, I thought I’d better not enquire about this ‘combat mode’ I hoped never to find out about it. “That’s good,” I said, I could see the relief on her face as she thought I’d missed her gaff, “I wouldn’t want to get into trouble for inciting a riot in class, is there any way I could see the results of their marksmanship tomorrow, I may be able to work out an incentive to improve their aim.” She smiled, “I think that can be arranged, in fact several teachers already receive their students marks for similar reasons.” She told me. I thanked her and went onto the classroom where I prepared for the morning lessons. When the girls arrived they seemed slightly apprehensive, but that soon changed when they saw me standing by the blackboard, when I asked them what was wrong they looked amongst themselves, and then Jessica spoke up. “It just that we didn’t expect you to be here teaching us today,” She said, at my quizzical look she said, “Many of our parents seemed annoyed that we had a man teaching us instead of a woman who would know how to control us.” She added with a smirk, I looked closely at her, there was something missing, but I didn’t see what it was. “Well, I haven’t been told any different, so here I am, now please get into your seats for the lessons, as the girls seated themselves I could see that Jessica and Pauline were sitting close to each other, the animosity I’d expected following yesterday’s punishment inflicted on Jessica by Pauline appeared to have been forgotten. The first lesson was mathematics, always a subject to put children to sleep, but I had learnt that I was allowed to use my imagination with their punishments, so I had them do simple sums, which they had to mark themselves showing by how many they were out, they were then asked to walk up to the blackboard, and write down how many sums they got wrong, and then to add up the total that they were out on for all the sums. Only 4 of the girls had all correct answers, I smiled, now for a bit more fun. I placed five chairs in front of the class; I then called out the 4 ‘brains’ and invited them to sit down on the chairs. “This is what is going to happen” I told the class, “For every answer wrong the girl with the wrong answer will receive a number of spanks,” I waited for this to sink in and then continued, “I will reward the best of the class by allowing them to administer the spanks,” at the cry that came up I carried on, “This does two things, it will teach the best way to administer punishment on others, and it will encourage all of you to improve your scores.” I looked at the blackboard where the results were written down, I called out five names, and these girls reluctantly moved towards us, I assigned a girl to each place, telling ‘my’ victim to knell by the chair to await my arrival I found that Pauline was one of the girls, she looked at me, pleading, I shook my head. I directed these girls to lie across the laps of the seated girls; I went behind each one and raised their skirts so that they were held in the small of their backs, I then lowered their panties down to their knees, I noticed that several of them went red at this humiliation. I then spoke to the four punishers. “This is a punishment spanking; it has to be hard – to show the receiver that they have done wrong, the strikes should be applied evenly, as we don’t want to cause unnecessary harm. Yes Sharon?” I spoke to one of the seated girls who had raised her hand. “Mr. Purple, Marcy here is my best friend, couldn’t I spank someone else?” she looked as if she was going to cry, I shook my head. “No Sharon, does she know that you like her?” both girls nodded, “And does she trust you?” again another nod from Marcy, “Then you will continue.” I spoke up to include the rest of the class, “Now it will occur over and over – you will be asked to punish a friend or even a lover. I know this may be difficult,” I saw Pauline’s eyes watching me, “But that is part of being a dutiful slave.” I then spoke to the girls in front of me, “As this is the first time for some of you, I will monitor the first five strikes.” I then counted off each one slowly, correcting a couple of the girls, I then sat down as the girls started on their next set of five, I looked at the girl, Rachael kneeling by my chair, she wasn’t wearing a pendant, and she looked really scared. “Rachael,” I said, “I’ll give you a choice, this action here has excited me and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to devote the correct amount of ambivalence to your punishment, I’m willing to let you forgo it if you show me your talent for fellatio.” She licked her lips and looked up at me. “Do you mean that?” She asked, I smiled and nodded – it was strange, at my last school, if I demanded that from a student, she’d be screaming by now, and I’d be arrested! But not here, she moved close to my legs, “My brothers’ say I’m the best one in the family, better than mum!” she confided in me. She reached to my trousers and undid the fly, a couple of the girls gasped when they saw this, and it distracted the four seated girls as they stopped to watch as Rachael lowered her head and engulfed my cock, sucking on the head to compact it and then moving down to force the shaft into her young neck, which she achieved without gagging, I could feel her breathing through her nose. After deep throating me she pulled back and gave a few gentle nods of her head before going down again. After a few more times of this exquisite action I showed her my appreciation by coating her tonsils (if she had any) with my sperm, which she held in her mouth. When she lifted her head she turned to the class and opened her mouth so that they all could see, and then she swallowed the contents smiling all the time, listening to a few of the girls saying ‘gross’ I could see that most of them were wearing the pendant and so I could understand why they were saying that, then I looked at Jessica again, her pendant was missing! That was the difference I’d noticed. I allowed the girls to return their seats, and I noticed that quite a few were talking to Rachael, asking her about the taste I think. I waited for the noise to quieten down, “Now I’m not going to say that won’t happen again, except for those who have already shown their orientation I will expect everyone in this class to experience it, or a variation of it anyway. I noticed a few of the girls were looking towards my, now covered, groin area. I then started the next lesson, spelling; I will admit that I did introduce a few – non-regular spelling bee words, but I was glad to see that they could spell these words, this took up another half an hour. I let them have a break, to play and think over the lessons so far. During this time I asked to talk to the Principle, but was told that she was busy, although she did have a message for me, it was short and sweet. ‘Keep up the good work’. I asked Kris about the pendants and whether the wearers could decide not to remain in the ‘program’ so to speak. “They show the sexual preferences of the wearer, although they can decide to change their minds and remove the pendant, but we normally wait a few days before letting them commit themselves to that.” She told me, I mentioned that Jessica was apparently pendant-less, she smiled. “Yes we were told about that, her mother was slightly worried, she seems to have a slight fixation on her teacher, but she is slightly hesitant in doing anything about it.” Meaning that I would have to start things rolling – so to speak, I thanked Kris for the information and returned to the classroom, where several of the girls were already lining up to enter, Jessica was among them, I opened the door to allow them access, but held Jessica back. “Have you anything you want to tell me?” I asked her, she just shook her head; apparently she couldn’t speak to me in private, she was tongue-tied, I went down on my haunches so that I was face to face with her, “You forgot your pendant today,” I pointed out, she shook her head, “You didn’t forget it?” I said she then nodded. “Dn’t want it.” She said softly. I smiled at her, “That is a big step to make, to decide to change your point of view, but it doesn’t mean that you’ve given up playing with girls you know,” I said, “It means that you are available to anyone, male or female, if you feel that you’re not ready for anything just speak up, in most cases people will listen, okay?” I told her. She nodded, still silent – this was really a changed Jessica from yesterday, which not only puzzled me, but did give me cause for concern, just as long as it didn’t interfere with her lessons. The next lesson was Geography, which would take us up to lunch, I talked them through the water cycle – how vapour was picked up from the seas, stored in clouds, to pour as rain and return to the seas – which would normally be boring until I made it an interactive lesson, getting some girls to act the part of clouds, others as streams, which made it quite an enjoyable lesson. When the bell rang for lunch I sent them off to the cafeteria listening to their excited chatter. I noticed that Jessica was still in the classroom, I looked up at her, “Yes Jessica?” I asked her, She seemed unsure of how to ask the question on her lips, and then she spoke in a rush. “Mr.Purplewillyoufuckme?” And then she covered her mouth with her hand as if she hadn’t really meant to say that, I pushed my chair back. “Jessica, come here please,” I said smiling to show I wasn’t annoyed at her she cautiously came up to me I held out my hands which she took, I lifted her onto my lap, she curled herself up, much as she had yesterday, I spoke to her again. “Jessica, I understood what you asked me, I didn’t want to upset you by saying no outright,” she raised herself up hopefully, I held up a hand to stop her speaking again, “But, I don’t want you to rush into this, you have to think this out carefully. Talk to others first get their impressions and ideas; don’t throw yourself to the first man to take your fancy. Ask your mother her advice first. I do thank you for your offer, but you have only just met me, I’m not the type of person you may think I am. Now wipe your eyes and go onto lunch, you’ve got lessons with other teachers this afternoon, I’ll see you tomorrow, go on now.” I gently set her down on her feet and pointed her towards the door; she turned round and then threw her arms around my neck again, kissing my face. “Thank you Mr. Purple, you seem to know what to say.” She said, and then ran out of the door, I smiled at her vanishing form, shook my head and started to work on tomorrow’s lessons, I felt a small pain on my neck, ‘here we go again’ I thought. -------- - MISSION LOG> AS REQUESTED ACQUIRED MALE SUBJECT ‘PURPLE’ FOR MEDICAL EVALUATION AND METAL EXAMINATION, EXTRACTED FROM LOCATION ‘CLASSROOM 5B’ EXTRACTION AS PER NORMAL PROTOCALS. - MISSION LOG> SUBJECT TAKEN TO HOSPITAL SECTION FOLLOWING INSTRUCTIONS – FULL READOUT WILL FOLLOW. - MISSION LOG> END OF CURRENT TRANSMISSION |