Boys Divisional School of Manners

Chapter 14

I bite my tongue so I don't argue that he's being treated like a dog.

I guess if you are one you'll get treated as one.

Niall kneels down beside the mahogany desk, his white dress shirt clinging tightly to his body as he crosses his arms behind him.

Hale presses the button on the speaker and heads back to his desk where I can see him filling out the pink slip that will go to a kid in dark green no doubt.

"Beginning with today's lesson. The Importance of Contract's." Hale writes the words across the chalkboard before settling the chalk back in the ledge and turning to face the full class of kneeling students, and me.

"As you may or may not know these contracts will act as your lifeline while you're at this school, and if you so choose to continue this lifestyle afterwards."

Definitely not

"You make sure all your limits, insecurities, goals, everything that could do with the partnership will be placed into that contract. If you or any other submissive breaks a rule in their contract it will be up to your Dominant to decide your punishment, whether that be dealt personally or choosing to bring in members of council or such. However if a Dominant breaks a rule, or you feel they're not following the contract, it is your job to seek the help of someone you trust."

Trust

As if Hale heard my thoughts he added, "or someone of authority here. They'll help you. They'll help the situation. If need be they'll help you find a more suitable Dom."

A knock at the door interrupts the class and Hale swiftly grabs the pink slip and opens up the door. "Thank you, it'll only be a trip to guidance I presume."

Hale points to Niall then jerks his thumb in the direction of the door, a sign to say get-the-fuck-out. Niall trudged to the door and followed the green sweater boy, most-likely down the path I was taken down.

***

I took a seat at Mr. Turner's desk and tapped the stack of papers with a pen. I'm supposed to be signing this contract but I don't see the point.

"Harry how has your stay with Louis been?" Mr. Turner asks politely.

"Dandy."

"Care to elaborate?"

"No."

"Alright then."

Damn right, I'm mad enough with Louis and Niall as it is. He doesn't need to be added to the list of people that are making me have a psychotic break.

It was only a few minutes before Louis joined us, pulling up a chair beside mine. This desk, at this time, is probably the only one using three chairs. Everyone else expects the submissive to fucking kneel at their feet. The least this school could do is offer the two chairs opposite the counsellor for the 'just in case' and give partners the option. I'm sure it would even give the submissive a sense of pride in knowing that they're willingly kneeling.

What are you saying Harry?

"Let's get this thing signed yeah?" Louis smacked the palm of his hand to the table.

"Okay so in here it has the list of your limits and tolerances. It's also got the school's code of conduct and a set of preliminary rules. Have a look over to double check everything's good then there's a couple signatures down at the bottom. Keep in mind you can add or remove things at anytime. And once a week there'll be a review for the contract."

Louis takes a look at the packet and reads over it carefully. I don't bother to touch the papers. I watch Louis as he nods his head reading certain parts, biting his lip, then finally taking the black pen from the table and signing his name where appropriate. He looks over to me, expecting to see me doing the same, except I'm just watching him.