- She blurted out in one spirit, when they moved away far enough and no one could hear them.
- Come on, whore. - Alan said quietly without embarrassment. I'll take care of it.
- Where are we going? - Kate asked almost crying, she only now began to understand what a bad story they got stuck through the fault of Chad.
- We go to the office of psychologists. I'll just explain everything to this curious fool.
- NOT! - Kate screamed involuntarily forcing everyone who was in the corridor to turn in their direction.
- Do you doubt me whore? He asked in a low voice, squeezing her sweaty palm tightly.
- Yes ... maybe ... No. She cried, almost crying.

Alan dragged her around the corner where there were no other spectators and pushed her, pressing her back against the door of the closed office.

- Who am I? - evil he hissed, flashing eyes.
- You're Alan. I do not understand...
- Who am I to you!?
- My owner. - she began to tremble slightly.
“Then why do you doubt my words and deeds?”
- Forgive the owner!
“I am glad that you understood me,” he gently stroked her silky hair, and the girl almost purred reached for his hand, her eyes gleaming.

****

Kimberley Hall sat in her office for the last 5 minutes and thought. She had no evidence except for Chad's words. It was not reasonable to give the case a formal move in this situation. Kate does not confess. External signs of violence or coercion are absent. If you give the case an official move, then most likely in the end Chad himself will be the last.

A woman could hardly imagine Alan Marshall in the role of a rapist. And now the story, or rather the accusations of Chad seemed to her stupid and contrived. He just couldn't do it. Sexual abuse, obedience and Alan Marshall? Kim frowned. His mother was the chairman of the school board and this made it all the more difficult if all this turned out to be true.

The woman decided that while it is not worth making noise. She was going to gently ask the teachers about Alan Kate and Chad. And until she began to call the child protection department of their district. If this story turns out to be Chad's invention, Kimberly could get into trouble and ruin her reputation as a classroom psychologist. So no official investigation ... yet.

Knocked on the door ...

- Enter.

The door opened and Kim was shocked. Alan stood on the threshold holding a slightly pale Kate by the hand, whose eyes glowed feverishly.

- Hello. I'm surprised you came along. - The woman smiled, coping with the minute confusion.
- Kate told me that you asked her some questions. And about what Chad told you, so I thought I should come to you myself to clarify the situation.
“OK,” Mrs. Hall felt confused again.

She could not understand what the guy was up to.

“First of all, I would like to know exactly what Chad told you.”

Kim got close. Of course, he wanted to know. But it would violate the ethics of the relationship of the psychologist and the client so that she simply could not say anything to him. Even if I wanted to do it. She opened her mouth about to voice this thought, but instead of the prepared phrase she said:

- Chad said you fucked Kate. That you turned her into a sex slave ... and that you ... commit violence against her!
- What am I doing? Why am I telling him all this, the woman thought startled, biting her tongue.
“Interesting,” Alan replied shortly.
- So is it true? - Kimberly involuntarily leaned forward.
- And what will you do if this is true?
- I will be forced to report this incident to the county authorities, guardianship authorities and the police.
- Why?
“Because it's disgusting and disgusting, that's why!” - Kim flared up.

Alan turned to Ket.

- Are you my slave?

She nodded.

- I forced you to do something? Forced? Raped?

She shook her head.

- satisfied? He asked, turning to the psychologist.
- No, of course not. It's disgusting! I will be forced to report this to the principal's office, as well as your mother! You should be ashamed young man!
“But listen, I'm not doing anything against Kate’s will.” Just what she wants!

Kate nodded vigorously.

- What are you carrying boy? Kate?
- Come on whore, tell her!
- Alan is my master. He can do whatever he wants with me and I like it. - Kate said firmly blushing.
- Wh-what exactly is he doing with you? Does he hurt you?
- He makes love to me. Fucks me until I scream. Sometimes I end up so I faint. He calls me a whore, and I am his master. He marked me by hanging on my nipples two gorgeous gold rings that I adore. He shaves my crotch and fucks me in the ass. And he gave me a butt plug, and I wear it all the time if he doesn’t want me to set up my ass for him, of course. She is still in me! - the girl uttered her tirade as a prayer, and her eyes flashed like a fanatic.

Mrs. Hall pressed her hand to her throat, she didn’t have such a face as if she was going to be sick.

- I do not understand ... I do not believe! She said with horror and tremor in her voice.
“Show her,” Alan ordered.
- Hmm? - Kate did not understand looked at him, not realizing what was required of her.
- Undress whore, show the doctor your rings and shaved pi ***.
- Kim froze, not believing that the girl will do it. Kate completely calmly dropped the clothes. The woman with wide eyes looked at pierced nipples and smoothly shaved pubis of the girl.
“You made a huge mistake a young man,” she said, coping with herself. Now I have evidence of abuse. I see them straight ahead. - in the gray eyes of the psychologist flashed triumph. No department to protect the rights of children. I'm calling the police.

Her hand reached for the phone. Shaken ... for some inexplicable reason, Kimberly could not pick up the phone. She jumped up, about to go around the table.

- Sit down. - quietly ordered Alan.

Who are you to tell me !?

- Sit down!

Kim flopped back, startled.

“You won't tell anyone about this, okay?”

Kim nodded in agreement, not understanding why she was doing all this.

- My little slut you well now?
- Yes, sir, I have never been so good as now! - Kate's voice became thin as if she had at once turned into a small obedient girl, it happened every time when he began to openly dominate her.
“Go to Miss Hall and undress her.”
- What the !? Kim exclaimed in protest, but she didn’t make the slightest attempt to resist when Kate began to take off her strict gray jacket.

She deftly unbuttoned and took off her white blouse with ruffles in the front, and then did not hesitate to unbuttoned, and a bra. The psychologist's breasts resembled two ripe grapefruit. They sagged under their own weight. In the middle of the hemispheres dark brown nipples with large slightly elongated halos were located.

- Oooh, look at her nipples! They are so beautiful and solid! - excitedly exclaimed Kate undressing the psychologist to the waist.
- Right noticed a bitch. And what does the fact that her nipples harden?
- She's a slutty whore! - Kate giggled. Same as me!
- You're right, my little slut. The rights. Help her up and take off her pants.
- I do not understand. I do not understand. I do not understand. What is happening to me? - as instituted by Kimberly.

Large tears rolled from the woman's eyes. She turned around sitting in a chair and, against her own will, undid the lacquered narrow belt and buttons on her gray trousers. The long fingers of a woman with short nails covered in pink varnish trembled and moved by themselves against her will. She looked at naked Kate and rose from the chair. She jerked off her pants before she did ... Read more →