covered her face with her palm and sobbed. Then she sat down on the sofa, clasping her bare knees and crying a little.
It took at least two hours. Nastya was still sitting on the couch, staring blankly ahead of her. Gray entered.
- Milady, you are asked to the council room.
Nastya looked at him wildly, but did not answer.
- Milady? - gray question
“I'm not going anywhere,” Nastya said softly. Gray came out. A minute later Kolya ran in.
- Freya! Well what are you! - He went to her and fastened the leash to the ring on the collar - Let's go faster!
The collar forced her to rise
- What are you ...? - Nastya was indignant. - Stop, take it away!

But the guy stubbornly pulled the girl behind him. She, shocked by such treatment, did not even offer resistance. So entered the hall of advice. Kohl brought naked Nastya to the center of the hall and only then undid the leash.
The hall was round and on its perimeter in the chairs sat gray, and Nastya stood facing the Master himself.
The girl was extremely ashamed, she was ready to fall through the ground.
- Freya - the Master addressed her - should inform you that a decision has been made to transfer you under the jurisdiction of the Moscow club. Master Rory is no longer your teacher. You will not have a permanent teacher, there will be several of them. You have questions?
“Am I going to stay here?” - a weak voice asked Nastya
“Yes, at least in the near future, until we determine your future,” the Master replied.
The girl's knees buckled. There was no one to support her and she gently sank to the floor.

Nastya woke up in an unfamiliar room. Sunlight streamed from the small windows under the ceiling. The room was large with very high ceilings and quite luxuriously furnished. However, the exterior doors were closed. Soon a man appeared in gray clothes. Nastya was wrapped in a sheet, she did not have any other clothes.

Gray briefly described where and what amenities you can find, how to use the console to order food, explained how to get to the pool, which, it turns out, was here, then left.
In the afternoon another gray appeared and introduced himself as a teacher Jock. It was a middle-aged man, thin, with a beard and mustache.
"Another psycho" - flashed through her mind
“I see you are awkward,” remarked the new teacher, pointing to the sheet in which Nastya was wrapped.
- I'm experiencing - agreed Nastya
- It is in vain - a teacher spread his hands
- You don’t go naked - Nastya brought her favorite argument
- Yes, I understand. Habitual dogmas from the past life. There is a small difference, and if I may, I will explain it to you.
- Well?
- The fact is that the society of the gifted is arranged quite differently. We are not savages. Being naked in our society, you simply show politeness, allowing the surrounding men to enjoy your beauty.

- Politeness... ? Wow..
- Your mind clings to the cave orders of the past - the teacher once again explained - There it makes sense and is even necessary, but here it is an atavism. You will be looked upon as a savage. Get rid of past habits.
Nastya continued to persist, but she nevertheless swam in the pool. It was her personal pool and there was nobody else in it.
On the third day, the teacher found her in the pool. Coming out, Nastya did not find a sheet in place.
- What, satisfied? - she threw a mustache. Nastya sat on the bed, trying to hide behind her hands.
- If you start from the dogmas of your former society, I must master you, so that you will not be ashamed of me.
- Hey! - Nastya recoiled.

- But my goal is not. You should stop being ashamed of not only me, but also other men, including unfamiliar to you.
- I'm not a whore - Nastya murmured
- This concept was not invented by you and the condemnation of this phenomenon was also not your idea.
- What do you want? - Nastia waved off, moving to the proposed respectful treatment.
- I want you to get loose. You just lack an example, probably, if you saw how others do it ..
“I don't want to see anything,” Nastya snapped.
- Well, in that case, I will have to resort to another method of training.
- What is it? - Nastya is on the alert
- He is called - education. You need to break and reassemble.
The girl went cold. She understood that it was quite real.

“No, no, I’m ready to ... get loose,” she said in a trembling voice.
From that moment on, Nastya stopped wrapping up in the sheet.
The teacher spoke with her on general topics, sometimes touching on the philosophy, and sometimes he himself told incredible stories about the supposedly very distant past of the Earth. It appeared from these stories that the distant predecessor of the current Freya was directly related to the creation of life on our planet. The teacher had a low opinion about Scandinavian mythology, arguing that in due course everything was perverted there and now there was not a single truthful fact left.
- This is the mythology of the savages - the teacher used his favorite argument - What can we expect from her?
- There are still girls like me? - Asked Nastya somehow.

- Probably there are none, but there are others - Jock answered - Usually they get here after graduation.
- I have not seen a single girl yet - Nastya confessed
- Do you miss the female society? - asked the teacher
- Hm ... well, I don’t know, maybe - Nastya shrugged her shoulders - It’s so difficult when there are only men around, and I’m not wearing it yet.
- Understand. I will ask the master, perhaps he will assign you a teacher to the woman, although women usually do not teach.
- Why?
- Well ... it happened, it is believed that only a man can properly teach.
- It is believed ... but they still talk about dogmas to me - Nastya muttered with displeasure.

“These are not dogmas,” the teacher gently objected, but life realities, confirmed by practice.
Once a week the teacher drove Nastya to the medical center. As she understood, science and medicine of the gifted had advanced far ahead.
“I went to the Master about your request,” said Jock once.
Nastya looked at him inquiringly.
- The master believes that you should not deviate from the traditional teaching methods, but nevertheless allowed with one of our female employees.
It is impossible to say that Nastya jumped up from delight when she heard this news, but still she was pleased that they had listened to her request. A date took place on the same day. The girl was young and attractive, a little older than Nastya, and maybe much older, she behaved very confidently with the girl. And she was wearing clothes. It upset Nastya, it turned out that only she was mocked and mocked at her.

- Hello girl, my name is Elven - beautiful woman introduced herself.
- I am Nastya ... - Nastya introduced herself
“I'm glad to meet you, Freya,” Elven answered politely. “You are very beautiful.”
Nastya herself was not her own, ashamed of her nakedness.
- What a beautiful hair color! - Elven admired, not hesitating and touching Nastya's hair - It is very nice that you left a little bit on the pubis.
Nastya was ready to fall through the ground.
- Can I brush you? - asked Elven.
- There is nothing to brush - a weak voice said Nastya.
Elven laughed.

- But first I want to wash you, let's go - Elven took Nastya by the hand and carried her away.
It did not seem to Nastya that she was dirty, she took a shower twice a day, apparently, it was something else.
Elven slowly drove a soapy sponge over Nastya’s body, as if enjoying this process, not hesitating to get into the most intimate places. She felt like the mistress of the situation. Now she, too, was naked, but her self-confidence was not diminished.
Sometimes their faces were very close and at one of those moments they suddenly merged into a kiss. Nastya eagerly responded to the kiss, only after realizing that she kisses a girl.
And she already caressed Nastya's breasts, without even pretending that she washes her.
Nastya was very pleased, but she was surprised. Previously, she never caressed the girl.
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