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Sophie giggled. This was the first thing that caught Jack’s attention as he was going past her room, but it was what she looked like that made him double-take. Sophie was not the type to dress up like a naughty school girl even when the situation called for it, but there she was.He had never seen her in anything even remotely similar before, and considering how good she looked now he had to wonder why.
He was so stunned he had completely failed to notice that she had asked him something, and it took her repeating it for it to finally get across.
"Jaaaaaack; I have to answer this super boring question and it’s suuuuper hard! Can you read what I’ve done and tell me if it’s any good?" She asked, pouting. Jack, trying and failing to look anywhere other then at her tits, swallowed hard and walked over.
Sophie beamed - giggling again - and stood up to allow him to have a better look at what she’d done, standing just behind him, alternating between playing with her hair or bobbing on her heels and clasping her hands in front of her. Jack was acutely aware of this and it took a lot of willpower to actually look at what she’d written rather than at her.
Once he started reading, however, this became much easier.
“‘Hello Jack,’” her essay started; not the introduction he had expected “‘my tutor has spent the term conditioning and training me without my knowledge and I’ve proven such a good subject that I have succeeded beyond all of his expectations. Right now I think I’m writing a proper introduction to my essay, though you can clearly see I am not.”
Jack glanced up at Sophie and unless she had a very good poker face she was entirely unaware of what she had done.
"Is it good?" She asked, earnestly.
"Uh, yeah; just let me read a little more," he said, shifting in the seat as his trousers became a little more confining.
“‘Consider this a field test. Once you have finished reading this you should tell me what a good job I’ve done. Specifically, you should use the words ‘Good girl Sophie’, as this is one of my triggers. Should it work correctly you may use me however you like. My tutor recommends my mouth, as he has been training it recently and I have apparently been performing well.’”
Jack put the paper down and looked ahead, a little confused. He then turned and looked at Sophie, first straight in the chest and then actually up into her expectant face.
"So?" She asked. Jack considered his options.
"Good girl, Sophie," he said. The moment the words left his lips she fluttered and sighed, swaying a little in place before steadying again, a smile of a very different kind now spreading across her face.
"Oh Sir," she said, her voice considerably huskier "I do love the way you say that."

goddamn!

bimboisbetter:

foulfoulstories:

Sophie giggled. This was the first thing that caught Jack’s attention as he was going past her room, but it was what she looked like that made him double-take. Sophie was not the type to dress up like a naughty school girl even when the situation called for it, but there she was.He had never seen her in anything even remotely similar before, and considering how good she looked now he had to wonder why.

He was so stunned he had completely failed to notice that she had asked him something, and it took her repeating it for it to finally get across.

"Jaaaaaack; I have to answer this super boring question and it’s suuuuper hard! Can you read what I’ve done and tell me if it’s any good?" She asked, pouting. Jack, trying and failing to look anywhere other then at her tits, swallowed hard and walked over.

Sophie beamed - giggling again - and stood up to allow him to have a better look at what she’d done, standing just behind him, alternating between playing with her hair or bobbing on her heels and clasping her hands in front of her. Jack was acutely aware of this and it took a lot of willpower to actually look at what she’d written rather than at her.

Once he started reading, however, this became much easier.

“‘Hello Jack,’” her essay started; not the introduction he had expected “‘my tutor has spent the term conditioning and training me without my knowledge and I’ve proven such a good subject that I have succeeded beyond all of his expectations. Right now I think I’m writing a proper introduction to my essay, though you can clearly see I am not.”

Jack glanced up at Sophie and unless she had a very good poker face she was entirely unaware of what she had done.

"Is it good?" She asked, earnestly.

"Uh, yeah; just let me read a little more," he said, shifting in the seat as his trousers became a little more confining.

“‘Consider this a field test. Once you have finished reading this you should tell me what a good job I’ve done. Specifically, you should use the words ‘Good girl Sophie’, as this is one of my triggers. Should it work correctly you may use me however you like. My tutor recommends my mouth, as he has been training it recently and I have apparently been performing well.’”

Jack put the paper down and looked ahead, a little confused. He then turned and looked at Sophie, first straight in the chest and then actually up into her expectant face.

"So?" She asked. Jack considered his options.

"Good girl, Sophie," he said. The moment the words left his lips she fluttered and sighed, swaying a little in place before steadying again, a smile of a very different kind now spreading across her face.

"Oh Sir," she said, her voice considerably huskier "I do love the way you say that."

goddamn!

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