Strange, but in this school this was to be expected

You knock at the door and wait. After a few seconds the door opens and you wide your eyes. In front of you, there is a blonde woman in her early thirties. She is still very attractive but that is hardly to be noticed because her clothes. Teachers or secretaries are supposed to wear rather conservative clothing. But this woman wears nothing but a leather harness made of black leather stripes that go around her upper body. Her breasts are exposed, as well as her ass cheeks. Her pussy however is covered by a leather stripe from the harness. While you stare at the woman unable to say anything, you notice that the stripe over her pussy holds a plug in place. The only normal clothing on her is a pair of sandals on her feet. Around her neck is a collar, similar to them some students wear. But hers has no red edges and is only black and instead of a name, the word >Secretary< is written on it.

Suddenly you realize that you still stand there like an idiot and try to say something. But the secretary puts on a pity smile and gently lifts you head. For a moment you think she is going to kiss you for some reason. But then you realize that she just wants to check if you have a collar on too. When she sees you don't have she looks surprised, but then gives you a friendly smile and leads you in the office. After all you saw you partly expected some sort of dungeon, but the office looks very normal. It's almost disappointing.

“Master, a visitor for you,” the secretary says after knocking at a side door, “one of your students. Female. Still unclaimed.”

“Send her in!” a raw voice answers short.

The secretary opens the door and slips in. You follow her with mixed feelings. The directors office is the absolute opposite to the administration office. While the workplace of the secretary looked like a normal office but with a worker in a bdsm-**** suit. The office of the director resembles a typical dungeon. There is a cross with shackles on the wall, a dog cage and a bowl is in the corner and there is a door in the floor with a very small window to look inside. You assume it is some sort of cell. There also is a shelf full of canes, paddles and different cuffs.

The director himself is a man in his middle fortieth. He wears a dark blue business suit, an elegant white shirt an a dark red tie. He sits in a large chair behind a even larger desk made of solid oak wood. It is the only part in the room with good light and normal furniture. Despite the two chairs for the guests. One is a normal chair that even looks comfy. On the second one is a but plug glued. On a sigh on his desk is written >Prof. Dr. Alexander Perry<.

You give the secretary a questioning look, but she already kneels in front of the desk like some sort of puppy. You are speechless. In which kind of asylum are you in? Did the police planned to send you here to make you a mental wrack?

“Ah, you must be Veronica, the troublemaker,” Professor Perry says in a deep, raw voice, “let me see the goods!”

Before you can react the director stands up, and walks around you. His eyes wander around your boobs, your legs and you ass. He also admires your muscles and your face.

“Not bad,” Professor Perry says calm and suddenly you feel his hand on your ass, “really not bad. Strong and far from ugly. We still have much to work on, until you are a proper ****. But with enough effort you will make your future owner a very happy man. Or woman.”

You are not sure how to react. This strange man is responsible for your future. If you anger him he could make it difficult for you to stay here. And if you get in trouble you go back to prison where an aggressive gang leader waits for you to drill your ass with a cucumber before selling it for a chocolate bar. But on the other hand, this pig just grabbed your ass. He has no respect for you or any shame to **** his powers. Likely he does this to most female students and teachers. And then it is both your right and you moral duty to kick his fucking ass.