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The Island	By : StrawberryWine36 Category: Individual Celebrities > Colin Firth Views: 8936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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By midday the next day Carlene and Georgiana sat cross legged on their beds, Carlene trying to discover what had been bothering her friend and Georgiana in a quiet, thoughtful frame of mind with the memory of the last twenty four hours on her mind.
“The tutors here, how weird do they get?”
“Weird...well that would depend on which one you’re referring to. Most of them are complete perverts with any excuse to give themselves a cheap thrill.”
“Would they, I don’t know, this might sound weird...would they kiss you?”
“Haha, oh god no, that’s strictly forbidden. Believe me, I read the small print of what they could and couldn’t do. Some of them like inflicting pain, some of them like the more sexual stuff. It’s more like forced attention though. Definitely not affection, I mean I’m glad they aren’t allowed to actually stick their dicks in our pussies because I know they would if they could. Why do you ask? ”
Georgiana sat back on her bed. “No reason, well, except I’m a bit confused, scared too I guess about what these people can do to us.”
Carlene smiled, gently squeezing her arm “Sweetie, they can do whatever they bloody well like, within a few thin boundaries. That’s what we all signed up for and it’s not until you get here that you realise how hard that can be. Most of us don’t talk about it, we see what goes on, and we hear things. We all just try and get on with things otherwise you end up in one place, the tower and none of us want to end up there.” She got up and grabbed her bag from the chair, turning back to a silent Georgiana, lost in her own thoughts.
“Sorry, just being stupid, I just miss home sometimes, well actually, I miss home alot!”
“So do I babes, I count the days until I’ve proven I can do this and I can go home again and see my parents and my friends. I even miss my horses and my little dog I left behind. Chin up chicken and take my advice, bite your tongue, keep your opinion to yourself and smile.” Carlene sighed, hugging her before heading off.
When it came to six thirty, a very confident Georgiana knocked on Mr Firth’s door. After mulling over everything that had happened she felt a sense of annoyance that she had got herself into that situation and also that the control had been shifted slightly. If yesterday had been so against the rules surely that put her in a position of having her say about a few things. Surely he wouldn’t want too many people knowing what had gone on between them. Without waiting for a reply she barged through the door and stopped abruptly, noticing another student was already sat in the room. Colin looked up with an annoyed frown at her sudden entrance.
“Lady Alderley, it is usually considered polite to wait until you are invited in, rather than to barge in regardless.”
“Sorry.” She replied curtly, standing arms folded.
“Sit down over there; I’ll be with you in a moment. Be quiet and do not at any point get up from your seat” He instructed, waving towards the sofa. Georgiana threw her bag and flumped herself onto it noisily which he ignored. She frowned for a few moments trying to work out who the girl was and didn’t recognise her. They carried on talking and as she had little interest about what was going on she grabbed a book from the nearest shelf, a book of Chekov plays, and began reading, thumping her legs up in a comfortable pose which she hoped might annoy him.
It was only a few moments later she found herself peeking over the edge of her book to see the girl bent over the desk, her face buried in her hands. Her skirt was hitched up far enough so that the pale pink flesh beneath was quite visible. She watched transfixed as he raised what looked like a riding crop in the air and bought it down hard enough to make the girl give a muffled cry. He repeated this another three times and with each stroke she felt her stomach knot in anticipation for the girl. With her gaze not moving, she moved her knees up and slid a hand down under her skirt and over the top of her panties. Watching the poor girl’s arse cheeks redden only served to make her fingers work their way under the fabric to rub up and down. Already wet she held back on the need to open her legs and push her fingers further. There was something about the way he was bringing each stroke down; maybe it was the look on his face or the red streaks on the peachy skin. Whichever of these it was, it was doing something to her that she had no control over. Without being able to control herself any longer she gave out a low moan as her fingertips brushed across her clit, making her whole body tremble.
Looking up again she realised with a start that he had glanced over in her direction, having quite obviously heard her. He paused for a moment; Georgiana swiftly removed her hand, shuffled herself around into a huddled position and hid back behind her book. Great he had seen her; damn that would mean another load of hassle about that one.
“Right Selina, you may go back to your room now. I do not want to see you in my office again over this matter!” He instructed, standing back while the girl hurriedly collected her belongings, muttered a few words and scuttled out of the room with her head down. As soon as the door shut behind her he turned the lock and headed back over to where Georgiana sat in the corner.
“I think we need to talk, and that’s probably easier if you come through to my rooms. However if you have any intention of acting like a mouthy child then you can remain sat here until it is time for you to leave.” He said abruptly before walking away. Georgiana straightened her clothes and followed him keeping her mouth shut. He already sounded annoyed enough without her making it worse.
“I’m sorry you had to see that” He said finally. Sitting back in a chair, “Selina was late turning up this evening but I would have preferred it if you had have waited outside.”
“Sorry.” Georgiana replied, staring down at the table and not really knowing where this was all going.
“But anyway, what happened yesterday should never ever have happened. “
Georgiana looked up with a start and her face fell as he began.
“As I said yesterday, we sign a form just as you do, except ours states rules of things we cannot do with students. What happened yesterday comes under one of those rules and so does me inviting you into my flat.”
“I won’t say anything” She said quietly.
“Thank you, I would hope I could count on your discretion. However, I asked you here and have done the same today. The other thing that I failed to consider is the fact that I didn’t at any point ask you if you had a relationship back at home, it was completely unfair to put you in that situation where you might think that you had to go along with it because of where you are. I have authority in certain areas but for where we went last night, that has to be consensual and after that, it has to be kept secret. I lose my job, you end up in the tower, now that’s something neither of us want or need right now.”
Georgiana smiled to himself at his awkwardness. “Relationship? Well yes I have some something back home you could call some sort of strong friendship. There was Jake.” She stopped for a moment, frowning as she tried not to let tears form. She missed Jake and wasn’t sure if she would be able to talk about him. “I met Jake not long after I moved in with my uncle. He was a biker, I loved the way he spoke, the stories he told about far away places he had ridden to with his gang, and also alone. We had so much in common and he understood about my life on the road. He knew I was a dancer and not some kind of whore like all of you seem to think! We never called ourselves boyfriend and girlfriend, it wasn’t like that. We drank whisky together and had fun, we played around. We were like an out of control brother and sister; we got drunk and filled up on speed for the night. I loved to dance, he loved to watch me, he loved to lay with me and hold me close...but Jake was a free soul, he didn’t get tied down and besides, my uncle would never have approved of him. It was a case of living each day as it came but there’s one thing about me you will never believe....”
“Try me.”
“In all my years travelling and then hanging out with Jake and his gang, I played around, we had the drink and the drugs but I never slept with a single one of them. “
He looked surprised and “You mean you’re still a virgin.”
“I’m still a virgin, believe it or not, it’s up to you. I am past caring. The reports my uncle got of me having sex in public were complete lies. I may have danced a little too seductively or got down on my knees in front of Jake and showed him what my mouth could do, but at no point did we go the whole way. “
Colin wasn’t sure why but he was starting to believe her. What reason would she have to lie, and her expression had remained the same throughout. Thoughtful, reminiscing.
“What about you?” She asked suddenly. “You asked me about my situation; don’t i have the right to ask you about yours?”
“Yes, I suppose so” He began. Not really wanting to explain but they had got this far. “I was in a relationship back on the mainland, well in fact more than that, we were married but it all went wrong. Her name was Renee, the love of my life or so I thought. She wanted much more than I could ever give her, and because of that she found someone else who could fill in the gaps. Everything was getting too much so I took this job to get away from it all. There are still issues going on with property and moneys which is why I keep getting this bloody thing go off every five minutes.” He tossed his phone across the table. “So here I am, trying to move on, and you come along and change everything.”
“How have I changed everything?”
“Because I came here to get away from everything, my life, my thoughts, my feelings and I’m doing fine. Until that first day I saw you walk into the room, in the headmaster’s office. I saw something different in you; I knew that you were not like all the other girls here. There was a spark of something behind your eyes, like you had lived through things that the other girls here would never understand. You’re beautiful Lady Alderley, and I don’t just mean visually. You are a pleasure to talk to, to spend time with. “He stopped before he revealed how he had not been able to get her out of his head, how in every moment when he was alone and closed his eyes he thought of the touch of her skin, the gentle brush of her hair against his hand.
“I don’t know what to say,” Georgiana began, biting her nails and staring up at him with doe eyes. She held back the words that echoed his. Behind her barriers she knew damn well she had those thoughts, yes he was older, and not the usual rough and ready biker type she had hung out with back home. It was the way he spoke to her, how every word made her smile inside, how she loved it when he was listening to her, interested in what she had to say. How his kisses had made her fall to pieces inside and crave to have that feeling again.
“Say to me right now if you want to go back to your room and forget about everything that has happened. We can go back to the start; this part is entirely up to you!” His words broke her train of deep thought.
She stood up to face him and smiled, reaching up a hand to his face.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“Glad to hear it.” He smiled, looking relieved that she hadn’t run a mile. “...and by the way I did notice what you were doing earlier in my office when I was punishing Selina.”
Georgiana felt herself turn scarlet. “I wasn’t doing anything.”
“You most certainly were, I saw you.” He moved forwards taking one of her hands and pulling her up to stand in front of him. “I saw you playing with yourself, watching me punish another student.
“Don’t be ridiculous, as if I would do something like that!” She laughed, adding “It would have only have pissed you off and made you dislike me even more so what would be the point.”
“To the contrary,” He smiled, “I rather enjoyed the thought, you intrigue me Georgiana in that you are so different from the other girls here. But it doesn’t change the fact that you have broken at least two rules tonight and I have already been lenient about the ones I disregarded yesterday.”
Georgiana looked to the floor, she wasn’t sure what she had expected, that he would let her get away with anything or that he would be so observant on what she had been doing.
“Is this what might have interested you?” He asked, placing the riding crop in her hands, the very riding crop she had watched him use earlier. She ran her fingers up and down it, shrugging, not knowing what to say. She felt the heat rise to her face, it felt so heavy in her hands, yet the thought of how it might feel, how it moved against the air as it might head towards her body. She shivered inside imagining the sensation.
His hands swept her hair aside and stroked her neck; he watched the way she looked at it, knowing what questions she was asking herself. His fingers moved down to her shirt and slowly unbuttoned it, feeling her breath jump as it opened inch by inch. Closing her eyes she felt him pull the shirt away and shivered as it fell to the floor, feeling him take the riding crop gently from her hands.
“Take off your bra.” He instructed, she paused for a moment before obeying, not having much time to think about it before feeling him stroke each nipple only once with the tip of his finger. She reacted at once; each one began to harden immediately at his touch. She gasped for a moment feeling something cold against her skin, jumping as he positioned the cool metal on her fully erect nipple.
“Don’t panic, its not the type with teeth, these ones just squeeze you nicely.” He said, turning the screw on each clamp so that the metal gripped each nipple, pinching in an unbearably warm way. Either way it still felt a tight grip to Georgiana and she looked down panic stricken at her now reddening buds, both swelling from the grip and protruding from the mixture of the vice like grip and her own arousal. The chain met in the middle and dangled down over her stomach like a dainty yet forceful oversized necklace. The cold metal was a stark contrast against her hot skin.
“Now I would like you to lean forward over the sofa, hold onto the back with both hands and let me know if you are in any discomfort from your stitches.”
She had forgotten momentarily about her stitches, to be honest they were pretty numb, not much more than an ache if she reached up to a high shelf.
“No, my stitches are fine... Ow!” She replied, wincing as she leaned forwards and gravity had its way with the nipple clamps. She felt ridiculous, bent over, topless with the slight stinging of the clamps fuelling the already dampening patch in her panties. The slim chain moved back and forth, it switched that feeling, the feeling she had imagined of helplessness yet yearning for being at his mercy. The next thing she felt was his hand sweeping her skirt up over her back.
“I’m only going to give you four strokes, simply because of your condition and also because you are new to what happens here.”
Oh god, he was going to use that riding crop on her, he really was. Although in her head the fantasy of it all had been mulling around since she had watched Selina earlier that evening. The reality gave her a sense of panic, could a fantasy be as she expected, what if she couldn’t take it. The thought of him holding the riding crop and looking at her bare arse stuck up in the air made her skin tingle with anticipation. Her mind spun at a hundred miles per hour over a situation that had secretly been around in her mind since her teens. She only had a few moments of thinking it through before the first stroke hit against her rear end. The sharp sting made her move sharply forwards, the chain swung with her movement, pulling on her red nipples. The second and third felt harder and were further up on the fleshier part of her bottom. By that point she squealed and rubbed her hand over her hot skin in an effort to relieve it.
“Georgiana, would you please remove your hand otherwise I shall be adding another four strokes!”
Shaking she put her hand back to her forehead, giving another shriek as the last stroke fell. With a sense of relief she relaxed slightly, not daring to move until asked in case it lengthened the punishment. Suddenly a freezing sensation hit her hot burning skin, making her shout out with a mixture of surprise and joy.
“Keep still.” He said softly, putting a hand lightly on her shoulder. Having taken an ice cube from a glass he was now rubbing it lightly across each stroke mark. The heat made it melt instantly, sending a cool trickle down over her legs and down inbetween, making her squirm in delight. He pulled her up to standing and smoothed her hair from her face, her eyes were reddened but she bit her lip betraying her arousal at the whole situation.
“ Keep still .” He said, smoothing his warm hand down to her chest and carefully gripping the clamp. “Now this might sting as I remove it so be warned. “
“Fucking hell!” Georgiana gasped as the air and blood flow returned to her nipples, they throbbed hard like painful mini heartbeats. Colin held her close, pulling her face up to look at him again.
“Do you know how beautiful you are when you lose control?” He whispered, kissing her trembling lips. His fingers slid up under her skirt, over her smooth shaven skin to find her already swollen clit bulging from her pussy lips. It only took a few times circling it and rubbing in the wetness for her to shudder and come hard over his fingers. She held onto him for support as her legs gave way with the force of her passion.
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