Sara was engrossed in listening to Skala; she didn't know that the necklace was so special and had a meaning behind it. She was a little bit angry at Ash for not explaining it. It was important to know this, and he just left it behind in their talk yesterday evening.
"So, I also know that Ashton is your Dom, and girl, you are screwed if you don't behave around him. He demands respect—a lot of respect—from his subs, and also from all the other subs. He is a brat tamer because he can tame them better than anyone else. It is tested through a collar testing, which is in the summer."
"Okay, so that was a lot of news, but cool that you are a brat too. Let's do some stuff tog—" Sara was stopped in the middle of her sentence.
Mr. Shaw boomed out, and god, he was kind of intimidating. "Pupils, be quiet, we start with the lesson," he said, and Sara stilled down immediately.
"Can we talk later, Skala, or sit together at lunch?"
"Sure, I don't want to miss out on the opportunity. Oh, and don't fear Mr. Shaw; he is, in actuality, a total friendly teacher and supports the pupils here. You need to know that every teacher here, female or male, is a Dominant or a switch in some way. You will find out." Skala whispered.
The two morning lessons went by really quickly.
"So, pupils, we are finished here for today. See you for next week's history lessons. Don't forget to do the homework." Both packed up their stuff and went out of the classroom.
"Girl, can you show me the dining hall? I am supposed to meet Ash there, and I don't know where it is."
"Sure thing, I can show you the dining hall. I am meeting Kay there too, so I can take you with me." Skala took her Karl Lagerfeld bag, and Sara took her tote bag with the notebook. There was way more stuff in her bag, but Sara would get that stuff soon enough.
As Skala and Sara bowed into the hall leading to the dining hall, Sara was impressed again. How can a school be so wonderfully gorgeous? As they walked through the door, Kay and Ash were talking, and Sara's jaw dropped immediately. Kay was Skala's Dom, and it was the Dom she assaulted this morning.
Sara looked at Ash, and his manner was stern and dark. He looked down at her, and, oh god, she felt small again. The power he radiated with nearly a foot bigger than her. She felt nearly powerless.
Ash walked to her, and his manner got a little gentler, but the towering over her stayed. Before he said anything, he lifted his hand and held it to her cheek to caress it. Sara looked up at him, and she couldn't lie; she was intimidated.
"Look at you, my girl, look at you." It sounded very disappointing. "You can't go around and disrespect Dom's like that. I will, however, not spank you for that infraction. And second, why are you not wearing what I told you to?"
Sara looked up at him and held his disappointed stare. But god, it felt bad, and she was stunned that it felt so sickening. Sara's words were stunningly stuck back in her throat. Why is her brat sleeping when she would need her so badly?
"Explain yourself, Sara; I want an explanation for your wearing. Remember, I don't like to repeat myself." Ash got stern.
Sara felt the urge to answer. "I am not a soft girl, first of all. It is really not my style; better said, it was my style for some time, but I got bullied for my body and for the things I wore, and I lost the confidence to wear soft things. But I started to embrace the baggy style I wear now, and I am happy with it, and at the moment, I wouldn't want to change back."
Ash looked at her, and his face turned from stern to caring, and before Sara could realize it, she was in Ash's hug, near to his chest. And it felt good, and she hated that it felt good; she truly did, but the fight in her head was lost, and she stayed.
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Learn to Behave
RomantikThe book is currently being heavily revised, rewritten chapters are marked with [rw]. ----------- Sara found herself enrolled at Spring Hills Boarding School for Education, a decision prompted by her troubled past. Despite her mother's persistent ef...
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