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Chapter 4a

Tina:

    	Tina had the feeling that she wouldn't be getting very much done
in the library today.  It was possible that Randy would wait until
later in the period to hunt her down, but she doubted it.

	She was right.  Randy sat down across from her within two minutes.
She grinned, knowing that this was going to be interesting.

    	"What?" he asked as he sat.

    	Tina said nothing, but her grin got bigger.

    	"Why are you grinning?"

    	"What can I help you with today, Randy?" she countered, folding
her hands in front of her and trying to look innocent.

    	The guy didn't know where to start.  Tina wasn't going to help
him, either.  He wanted to be a Dom, so she was going to let him.
She'd push if he really faltered, but she didn't think that he would.

    	"Were you really serious about Deborah and I coming over Friday
night?" he asked.

    	"Yup," she replied.  "Lots of food, swimming and, if people are
interested, lots of places for some private time."

    	"Your folks are cool with that?" he asked, surprised.

    	If only you knew, she thought.

    	"Trust me.  Half the people wander around our house with no
clothes on.  As long as I'm careful, they don't have a problem with me
playing around," she replied.

    	"Wow.  Your folks must be awesome," he said with surprise.

    	In actuality, Tina's father was dead.  She'd never know him.  And
her mother had turned into a religious nut and thrown Tina out of the
house for masturbating.  She'd done much the same thing to Arianwen, so
now Ken was Tina's legal guardian.  Tina thought it was kind of ironic
that her mother had been planning to force her to attend a school for
nuns and now Tina was a Priestess.  Just of a different religion -- not
that her mother would ever recognize how the Circle worshiped as a
religion.

    	"So, about Debbie's punishment," started Tina.

    	"Yeah?" he asked, his fantasies clearly showing what he'd like to
have happen.

    	He was doomed to disappointment, because Tina was not going to sub
to him.

    	"Are you both available tonight?" she asked.

    	He was clearly startled by the question, but she felt his
excitement rise all the more.

    	"I am.  I don't know if she is," he said.

    	"Why don't you guys try and come by tonight for a few hours?"
asked Tina.  "I can use my slave to demonstrate stuff on, and you and I
can run Debbie through her paces."

    	"You have a slave?" he asked, clearly surprised.  "I thought _you_
were a slave."

    	"I'm a pure switch," she replied.  "Slave to someone who's very
dominant, and a Dom to someone who's very submissive.  Sorry to burst
your bubble, there."

    	"No, you didn't..." he started.

    	"Oh, please," she replied with a smile.  "Tell me you weren't
thinking of doing both Debbie and me!"

    	Randy blushed a bit, and Tina put her hand on his arm.  "Hey, you
never know what will happen.  But if you and Debbie come over tonight,
you might be able to pick up some pointers on handling a submissive.
It ain't always easy, and takes a fair amount of work.  But it's a huge
amount of fun.  Plus, I'm willing to bet that little Debbie is
interested in a taste of the whip.  Whipping someone takes practice,
and we can get you some practice.  Sound good?"

    	Randy was silent for a second, and she could see that he was quite
content with the thought of standing back and watching Tina run Debbie
through her paces.

    	"How the hell do you know so much about sex?" he finally asked.
"And you always seem to know what I'm thinking.  I mean, sometimes
you're scary."

    	"Oh, please," she said.  "You're a normal guy, and you're sitting
here talking to a naked teen girl, who's relatively attractive.
Knowing what's going through your head doesn't take a mind reader."

    	Randy looked at her, mouth wide.  "'Relatively attractive'?" he
gaped.  "Do you like, own a mirror?"

    	Tina blushed from the compliment.  She knew she was attractive,
but so was her sister, Jane, Sally and every other woman at the
mansion.

    	"Can't be too hot, since I haven't had a single Request today,"
she shot back.  "Not only that, but Cindy's had the majority of them
since Monday."

    	"Well, no one wants to ask you to..." Randy snapped his mouth
shut.  "Um, look, I think I need to go find Deborah..."

    	"She's in class, Randy," said Tina, as she gripped his arm.  In a
quiet voice she asked, "What were you going to say?"

    	"Oh, nothing," he replied, in a voice as sincere as a
Congressman's.  And about as convincing.

    	"Don't bullshit me Randy," she said.  "What's the deal?"

    	The other boy said nothing for a moment, and just looked at her.
He then tried to deflect her by saying, "Well, it's a combination of
things.  You and Cindy are both really hot, but you're the kind of hot
that a lot of people find intimidating."

    	The look in her eyes said she wasn't buying that, even though it
was clear he wasn't lying.  His shoulders sagged.

    	"Rumor is that you kicked the shit out of Bob and crew yesterday
'cuz they tried to rape you," he said in defeat.  "Some kids think that
you should be left in peace for the rest of the week, and others are
just too scared to make a Request.  They don't know what you'll do."

    	Tina looked at him in shock.  "That's fucking stupid!"

    	Lots of people turned toward their table.  'Shushing' noises came
their way.

     	"Hey, don't look at me," he said, "you asked why people were
letting you alone, and I told you what I've heard."  He leaned forward.
"Is it true?"

     	Tina rapidly thought.  Yes, it had been true, but she wasn't
supposed to talk about it.  Of course, saying that was just the same as
admitting it, but she really didn't like to lie.  So she settled for
misdirection.

     	"Do I look like I was in a fight with five guys?" she asked.
"It's not like I could hide the bruises.  I'm naked, in case you didn't
notice."

     	Randy blushed, and said, "Trust me, I've noticed."

     	She could see him turning things over in his head, and hoped he
wasn't astute enough to realize that she hadn't answered him.

      	"Do me a favor, will you?" she asked.  "Find some subtle way of
letting people know that I'm feeling a little left out of the whole
Program thing."

     	"So you want people to make Reasonable Requests?"

     	"I'm in the program," she said, "and it's not fair if everyone
always picks on Cindy.  Speaking of which, I need to go talk to her.
Oh, yeah, give me a call after school on my cell, and we'll figure out
a time for you guys to come over.  Six or so would be good."

     	She quickly gathered up her books and left Randy sitting at the
table.  She really didn't want him to ask any more questions.




Cindy:

     	Lunch had been really sexy.  Cindy wished she knew just how Tina
always seemed to know how to turn her on, and how Tina controlled her
with such ease.  It was kind of frightening, in some ways -- not that
Cindy wasn't thoroughly enjoying herself.  She wondered what her
Mistress had planned for tonight, and especially tomorrow.  While Cindy
was sure that there would, indeed, be swimming, hot-tubbing and good
food (Sally could really cook!), she was equally sure that Tina would
arrange for some sexual activity, as well.

     	Cindy wondered how she felt about that.  She had no male lover,
since guys at this age mainly liked big boobs.  On the other hand, she
now had a new appreciation for her body, thanks to Jane, Tina and
especially Arianwen.  So it wasn't out of the question that she might
find a guy that liked her.  Problem was, she really didn't _want_ to
find a guy -- she had Tina, and Tina was who she wanted.  The best of
all worlds would be if Tina decided to give her to a guy who could take
her virginity while Tina sort of 'directed' the scene.  That would be
oh so hot.

     	Randy and Robert were nice guys, but they were both taken, so
Cindy didn't think that they'd want to deflower her.  Again, Cindy
realized that she'd sleep with most anyone that Tina told her to.  Part
of that deal was that Cindy trusted Tina not to pick someone that would
be bad for her.  She wondered briefly what it would be like for Bill to
take her.  Or maybe Ken or Eric.

     	Those were great fantasies, but she knew that she was just too
small for either Ken or Eric.  Didn't keep her fingers from dancing
over her wet pussy as she thought about one or both of the men having
their way with her, though.

     	"How come whenever I find you in the computer lab, you're playing
with yourself?" asked Tina's quiet voice.

     	Cindy jumped, closed her legs and squeaked.

     	Tina smiled.  "Hey, it's your pussy to play with... mostly."

     	Cindy felt her temperature rise when Tina said that.  Belonging
to the other girl gave her a feeling like nothing else ever had.

     	"I'm sorry, Mistress," she replied.  "I didn't know I wasn't
supposed to touch myself."

     	Tina knelt in front of Cindy, much as she had the other day, and
took her small, delicate fingers into her mouth, sucking the moisture
from them.

     	"Mmm, Cindy, I can't believe how sexy you are," purred Tina.
"There's something I'd like you to do for me, after school."

     	When Tina spoke to her in that tone of voice, there was nothing
that Cindy could deny her.  "Of course, Mistress.  How may I serve
you?"

     	"Meet me out back, behind the gym.  It'll be after hours, but I
was hoping you'd grant some Reasonable Requests anyway."

     	"Mistress," said Cindy, "you know I'm yours.  You don't have to
make a Request for me to obey you."

     	"You're so sweet," smiled Tina, leaning in for a deep kiss.

     	Cindy moaned as Tina's fingers grasped a nipple and squeezed it
hard.  Damn, did that feel good!  Then the other girl was gone, and
Cindy was left alone.  But not for long.  She'd only turned back to the
computer for a minute when someone came up behind her.

     	"Hi, Cindy," said a voice.

     	Cindy turned around to face a cute little redhead, not much older
than she herself.  She wasn't particularly happy to see the girl,
because she had a good idea why she was here.  And it wasn't to make a
Request.

     	"Um, I was wondering," said the girl, "if you knew what happened
yesterday."

     	I hate being right, thought Cindy.  Diane was the school's worst
gossip.

     	"I'm not sure I know what you're talking about," Cindy said with
a slight frown.

     	"Oh, of _course_ you are.  Tina's your girl friend," replied
Diane.  "I heard that she like, killed three guys when they tried to
ask her out."

     	"Diane, that's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard!  Where did
you come up with something so stupid?" replied Cindy with an edge to
her voice.

     	"It's all over school..." started the girl.

     	"It's just a bullshit rumor," said Cindy, cutting her off.  "I
mean, really, even you should be able to figure out that, if Tina
killed someone, she'd be in jail."

     	Cindy figured that it was the 'even you' part of her comment that
pissed off the other girl.

     	"Well, fuck you, little Miss Brain," she retorted.  "Excuuuuse me
for like, not being able to figure it out.  I mean, not everyone spends
their time slurping some other chick's pussy."

     	Cindy sighed, wishing that she really was that smart.  If she had
been, she would have kept her mouth shut.  Still, instead of
immediately apologizing, as she would have last week,  she stood up and
moved closer to the other girl, who was, like just about everyone else
in the world, taller than her.  With a deliberate, obvious action, she
reached down and clicked the mouse.

     	"Don't go spreading rumors about this," said Cindy, "because if
you do, I'll know where they started.  No one knows what happened, and
I swear if you say anything to upset Tina, I'll make sure you're in the
Principal's office in about three seconds."

     	"As if..."

     	"'As if' nothing," continued Cindy.  "Everyone knows that
something happened yesterday, but it hasn't even been on the news.  If
you go starting rumors, I doubt that the head office will be real
amused."

     	"Like you'd have any proof," the girl sneered.

     	Cindy clicked the mouse again, then smiled at Diane.  "I do now.
You know, these webcams work just fine," she said pointing to a small
webcamera that was mounted on the computer.  "I just recorded that
little bit of conversation.  I'm sure you can guess what will happen to
the recording if I hear any more crap about this."

     	Diane looked shocked and upset.  This wasn't the little Cindy who
always backed down and tried to make everyone happy.

     	"Even I know that's not admissible in court," said the girl.

     	"But it's quite admissible in the Principal's Office."

     	Having nothing else to say, Diane turned around and started to
walk away, with a,"Fuck you, you stupid lezzy," over her shoulder.

     	"I'm bi, you idiot," said Cindy, just loud enough for the other
girl to hear it.  Then, much more quietly, "And I know the difference
between a video recording program and Visual Studio."

     	Cindy sighed, knowing that no matter what she did, by mid-week
next week, the real story, or at least some version of the truth, would
be all over school.  Until then, just maybe Little Miss Gossip would
keep her mouth shut.




Tina:

      	Tina was hoping that bio class would be better today.  She sort
of regretted that she'd gone off on Mr. Jennings, but now she knew that
that had been part of the reaction that Lea had been suppressing.  She
decided to go a little early and see if he was available.

      	As soon as the other class let out, Tina entered the room.
They'd have a couple of minutes before the next class, so they'd be
able to talk.

      	"Mr. Jennings," she said, "could I talk to you for a moment?"

      	"Sure, Tina," he said, his voice somewhat neutral. "What can I
do for you?"

      	"Well, two things I'd like to say, if I could.  First," she
said, "I'd like to thank you for your help and your concern yesterday.
Second, I'd like to apologize for my comments in class.  They were out
of line, but I wasn't really myself."

      	"You're welcome, and apology accepted," he said, leaning
forward, elbows on his desktop.  "Now, you see why I didn't want to
proceed with yesterday's demonstration."

      	She nodded, not insisting that it would have been just fine.  It
would, and actually might have helped her, but she knew there was no
way he would ever understand that short of becoming Circle.  He was a
good guy, but he didn't feel like Circle material.

      	"Still," she said, "I'd really like to continue with things
today, if that's alright," she said.  "I wasn't kidding about what I
said this morning."

      	He sat back in his chair, eying her intensely.  She didn't break
eye contact with him and felt a warmth inside her.  The warmth of her
Goddess, Who, Tina suspected, was taking a hand in this.

      	"Sir," said Tina, "the rumors are already starting to fly, some
of them pretty ugly.  If we skip another day, people might think that I
really was involved."

      	"You were involved," he said.

      	"Yes, but this would be just a bit too much confirmation, don't
you think?" she asked.  "I'd like to put that off as long as I can.
Some of the rumors are pretty ugly -- especially since I'm not the one
in the hospital."

      	People were starting to filter in the class now, and she could
see her teacher make a decision.

      	"Today," he said, "we'll be looking at extreme bondage,
including some more Japanese rope bondage.  And a lot of teasing.  You
up for that?"

      	"Oh, yes Sir," she replied, with a huge smile.  "It's just what
the doctor ordered."

	"Also," he said, "I was thinking ..."




Cindy:

      	This had to be one of the most frustrating classes that Cindy
had attended.  She hadn't started the class horny, but she sure as hell
was dripping by the end of it.  The beginning was a bit strange, too.

      	"Okay, class," said Mr. Jennings, "I'd like everyone to take a
small piece of paper and put their name on it.  I'll let you know what
to do with it, later."

      	She couldn't believe the positions that Tina was tied in.  Mr.
Jennings was very thorough with her bondage, tying her in ways that
displayed her body, but kept her from getting any sexual relief.  He
carefully gave pointers on what kind of rope to use, where to place it
on the sub's body, and where not to place it.

      	She noticed that, once Tina was in each position, he called a
student up to tease her, guiding the student (almost exclusively males)
in watching her body's responses.  They teased the crap out of her, and
Mr. Jennings ensured that each bondage position was designed so that,
when she squirmed from the teasing, something else was rubbed or
squeezed that added to her stimulation.

      	Cindy could see her Mistress's pussy was swollen and so wet her
upper thighs were coated.  Her breasts were also swollen as ropes
closed, putting pressure around them.  He even, at one point, tied her
nipples in such a way that she was forced to keep very still while
someone slowly rubbed her clit.  If she didn't keep still, the nooses
tightened and pulled painfully on the nubs.  Cindy knew her Mistress
well enough to know that that only added to her stimulation.

		She was willing to bet that Mr. Jennings was also aware of that fact.

      	Cindy noticed that Deborah's eyes were glued to the scene,
drinking in every detail.  Her eyes widened in surprise when she
realized that she could see the other girl's nipples easily though her
top.  She was not wearing a bra.  Interesting, because Cindy knew she
would have noticed that at lunch.  Why she'd taken it off, Cindy had no
idea.

      	Finally it was getting towards the end of class.  Tina was being
suspended from a frame that had been sitting at the side of the room.
The position looked anything but comfortable, but both her mouth and
her pussy were very accessible -- which, as she found out, was the
whole point.

      	"Before we started today," said Mr. Jennings, "Tina and I had a
talk.  This talk is called, what ... anyone?"

      	Hands were raised, and someone replied, "Scene negotiation."

      	"Correct," smiled Mr. Jennings.  "She agreed to let one person
get Relief from her.  Orally, that is.  In return, we agreed that she
would get Relief from someone at the same time.  However, she isn't
allowed to have an orgasm until she gives one to whomever it is we
choose to come up here.

      	"First, are there any volunteers who would like Relief from
Tina?" he asked.

      	The hand of every guy in the room, including Randy, shot up.
Jenna's hand also was in the air.  After what had happened last time,
Cindy was surprised to see Randy volunteering.  She was even more
surprised to see that Deborah was saying exactly nothing.

      	"All right," he said, "I'm going to walk around, and all of you
that have bravely volunteered for this dangerous duty will put that
piece of paper you wrote your name on in the hat."

      	There were chuckles from that comment.  Cindy didn't bother
putting her name in, because she knew she wouldn't be allowed to get
Relief unless given permission from Tina.  Once all the papers were
collected, Mr. Jennings went back to the front of the class.

      	"Cindy, please come up here," he said.

      	Cindy started.  Surely, he wasn't going to include her in this!

      	"Cindy, I have it on good authority that you should listen to
me," he said, mistaking her confusion for disobedience.

      	She stood and walked up to the front of the room on shaky legs.

      	"You get to choose who Tina is going to give Relief to while you
give her Relief," he smiled.  "Of course, there is a trick.  You need
to get her off, before she gets him off."

      	Cindy went white with fear.  She was going to have to pleasure
Tina?  In front of her whole class?  No way.  She couldn't do it.

      	She looked at her Mistress' face for help.  Tina mouthed, "Do
it," and she nodded back.  At least she had permission, but the
embarrassment of the whole situation was huge.

      	She also realized that it was a huge turn-on, as she reached
into the hat for a name.  She handed it to Mr. Jennings with a shaking
hand.

      	"Kurt Vogdan," he said, "looks like you've won."

      	Everyone looked at Kurt, who looked a little stunned.  And more
than a little unsure.

      	"You can withdraw, if you'd like," said Mr. Jennings.  "If you
do, then Tina gets no Relief -- this class, anyway."

      	Lots of boos and hisses accompanied that announcement, and
people began encouraging Kurt to go to the front.  He gave in and
stood, walking up to the bound girl.

	"The way this scene will work," said Mr. Jennings, "is that
Cindy will have to make Tina cum before Kurt does.  Since Tina's the
sub in this scene, if Cindy fails, then Tina gets no Relief --
although, I'm sure that she'll be taken care of next class, should that
become necessary.

	"Now, if both Cindy and Tina were subs, it could get really
interesting.  Tina would have to make Kurt orgasm before Cindy makes
her orgasm.  If she did, then she would earn an orgasm, and Cindy would
get punished.   If Cindy made Tina cum before she was finished with
Kurt, then Tina would get punished.  And if Kurt were also a sub in the
scene -- what, you thought there weren't male subs?" he laughed.
"Anyway, you get the idea.  It can be a very fun competition.  As it
is, though, Tina gets her chance to have an orgasm, as long as she does
it before Kurt."




Tina:

      	As Tina hung in the bondage, she had to admit that Mr. Jennings
was very good with rope.  She really was extremely horny.  Thankfully,
she'd gained enough control over the week to deal with the mass of lust
that was directed her way.  She could feel her little slave trembling
with embarrassment and excitement, knowing that she was supposed to
find some way of bringing Tina off.

      	Kurt, on the other hand, was pretty nervous.  Enough so that he
wasn't even hard anymore.  She directed her attention at him and
wondered what she could do to help.  She needed to touch him, since it
was apparent that her pheromones were not enough to overcome the
situation.  She knew that he didn't want to seem... wimpy, in front of
the other guys, which was exactly how he would feel pulling a soft cock
out of his pants.

      	She wondered if she could direct energy into him.  Sort of like
giving him a fantasy, but not exactly.  Did she have enough control for
that?  Her control had grown by leaps and bounds this week, but she
wasn't sure (short of pulling him into a full fantasy) that she could
do this.  Well, time to find out.

      	She looked at him, feeling his emotions.  His interest in her,
at least his sexual interest, was evident.  She played on it and found
a way to hook into it, just a little.  It was almost like entering a
fantasy, but subtly different.  She hoped that her Goddess would let
her know if using her power in this way was wrong, then pushed a little
more.  Kurt began to stiffen, especially as he looked at her.  His
nervousness quickly evaporated as his cock hardened.

	He approached her and unzipped his pants, trying to position himself
so that the rest of the class couldn't see his cock.  It was average
size, and Tina had no trouble taking it in her mouth as deeply as he
wanted to go.  At the same time, she felt Cindy's tongue start to lick
her.  She could feel her little slave's body was flaming with lust.
How, thought Tina as her tongue danced on the underside of Kurt's cock,
could such a little thing put out so much energy?

	Cindy started to push her fingers into Tina, several at a time.  Tina
discovered that Cindy had learned, over the week, some of the things
that Tina liked.  She wasn't gentle, pushing what felt like three or
four of her small fingers into Tina.  She fucked them in and out
quickly and hard, often mashing something into her clit on the
in-stroke.  Tina was started to fall into a light subspace.  The cock,
now quickly sawing in and out of her mouth, and Cindy (that little
brat!), flicking her tongue over Tina's asshole, were starting to make
Tina wonder if she was going to be able to keep from cumming.  She
needed to, since she still couldn't keep hold of her energy while
cumming.  That was something she really needed to practice, but not
where said energy could get dumped into her classmates, triggering what
could very well end up being the Senior Class Orgy.  Time to get Kurt
off, she thought, before Cindy could make her lose control.

	Feeling just what the boy needed to make him cum -- which, honestly
wasn't all that much -- Tina sucked hard, pulling him deep into her
mouth and massaged the entire underside of his shaft with her tongue.
That did it: he came, dumping a pretty respectable load of cum into her
mouth.  She sucked, enjoying as always the taste and texture of semen.
Somehow, Cindy figured out that Kurt was cumming -- most likely by the
noise he was making -- so quickly switched her oral attentions to
Tina's swollen clit, sucking it into her mouth and biting down just
enough.  She also chose that moment to split the attentions of her
fingers, drive two of her slick fingers into Tina's asshole and two
into her pussy.  Tina came to within a hair's breath of losing it.

	Damn that girl was getting good!

	"Well, I guess if Cindy were the sub, Tina would get an orgasm, and
Cindy would get punished," said Mr. Jennings.  "You can stop now,
Cindy."

	There were several protests from the class, but Mr. Jennings reminded
them that, as a Dom, he had to stick by his word.  Cindy had had until
Tina finished with Kurt.

	Kurt had backed away with a dreamy look on his face, then blushed a
bright red as he realized he was standing there with his dick hanging
out.  Mr. Jennings handed him a hand towel, and the boy turned his back
on the class, dried himself off, and quickly stuffed his cock in his
pants.  Tina could feel his immense satisfaction with her attentions.
He did not sit down while Mr. Jennings released Tina.  Cindy didn't
either, kneeling to one side.

	"Thanks, Tina," said Kurt in a low voice.  "That was... um...
really amazing."

	"You're welcome," she smiled, rubbing her arms, which -- like most
of her body -- were criss-crossed with deep rope marks.  The suspension
had been expertly done, though: nothing was numb.

	Several people were good-naturedly calling out for a punishment for
Cindy.  Tina looked at her and grinned, noting that she was blushing up
a storm.  She also noted that her little slave would be more than happy
to accept any punishment that Tina chose to inflict.

	"Who knows," grinned Tina, "maybe tomorrow Cindy will be our
victim."

	There were lots of cheers at that announcement, and, of course, the
inevitable calls from the boys for both of them to be the 'victim'.
The bell rang, saving Cindy from more embarrassment, and they all got
up and left.

	"Tina," said Mr. Jennings as she was walking out. "You're truly
an amazing young woman."

	She smiled and looked at him.  Mr. Jennings was a mass of conflicted
lust.

	"Looks like I'm not the only one in need of Relief," she smiled.

	Mr Jennings smiled and said, "Yes, well, there's a certain slave at
home who's got a long night ahead of her."

	Tina left the room, and in the hallway, saw Randy waiting for her with
Deborah at his side.  Her face was red, and her nipples were very
evident.  Tina could smell her arousal, and it was very sweet and
musky.  Yum.

	"We'll be there tonight," said Randy.  "Six okay?"

	"Yeah, that'd be great," replied Tina.  As Randy started to walk
away, Tina put a hand on Deborah's shoulder.  "Deborah, are you okay
with all this?"

	The other girl turned back toward Tina, her eyes shining with lust.
"Oh yes, Tina.  I... I wasn't kidding when I apologized.  I'm really
looking forward to ... some new experiences."

	To Tina's utter astonishment, Deborah gave her a quick kiss on the
cheek and ran after Randy.

	"Cindy, sweet," said Tina as they walked toward class, "you are
getting way too good with your fingers and that nice, long tongue."

	"Thank you, Mistress," blushed the girl.

	"Remember that I've arranged a little fun for us after school.
Shouldn't take too long, but I want you to remember your safe word,
okay?"

	She heard the other girl groan in anticipation.  "Yes, Mistress,"
she whispered.

End chapter 4a

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