Thread: A Submissive and His Master (Closed)

The canteen was jam-packed full of loud and obnoxious adults as they walked their way to the outside world. It honestly felt as though him and his friends were in the lunch line for hours just waiting to buy a ham sandwich. Finally, when they were able to play, they all bustled out of the overcrowded hall, sighing in relief at the welcoming freedom from the claustrophobic chaos of the cafeteria. It was an amazing day the sun was shining heavily down on his body, sending waves of heat straight through the cloudless sky. He was more relieved that he had remembered to cover himself in sun block this morning. Generally he hated how ale he was, especially since he lived in such a warm state. He never even had the excuse of having moved from some place he'd been his entire life. He put his hand, desperately trying to shield his eyes from the dangerously harsh glare of the sun. Damn it, He internally cursed. Why didn't I remember my shades today? They college was surrounded but large masses of sports fields and courts, so usually the space that wasn't being used by the P.E department, was the place that him and his friends at their lunch. So far, they had yet to be told off for eating outside as opposed to in the lunch hall with everyone else. Typically, they decided to make the most of the freedom while it lasted. Especially on such a nice day like this. Making their way over to the deserted track field, they sat themselves down on the recently cut grass, lounging out as if they owned the place. Did you see what that guy was wearing today? Lucy gushed, before anyone had started to eat. He rolled his eyes along with the other guys in their group who didn't give a fuck what Brandon was wearing today. Kaley, Lucy's best friend, looked up suddenly when she heard the topic of discussion. It was as if her face had actually lit up like a flash at the sound of his name. Yes! She cried. Gosh, I nearly orgasmed on the spot Her eyes flickered upwards and a blissful expression consumed her feathers as if she was imagining the feeling or something. Behind her, he scrunched his face in disgusted none of them needed to see that. It's just clothes He cut in tiredly - they were pretty much sick of this same conversation that the girls insisted of having ever single freaking day. Apparently everything Brandon did was orgasmic to them. They glared at Jeremey with near of hatred before spouting a loud of total bullshit regarding how 'hot' and 'sexy' and 'mysterious' he was. Not that he was denying any of it of course. Though, Jeremey couldn't like. He was hot, sexy, and mysterious. But...not his type. But jeez, they didn't have to go on about it twenty four hours a day, seven days a week...As you can see, Jeremy was surrounded by girls. Listen girls, Jamie finally said as Kaley and Lucy both gave him look of heated indignation. When Jamie spoke, it tended to be the last said. He'd always been a lot harsher with what he confided, and he really didn't give a fuck about other people's feeling. Though, he had to admit. Jeremey did found him as a bitch. Just recently he had heard news about him and his news plans as if everyone wanted to hear, but of course, they wanted to. He just had to smirking, saying, He might be hot - he might be the sexiest man alive- but he's NOT interested. Do you think that if he wanted a girlfriend, or even someone to fuck, he would've done it by now? Suddenly, both girls face dropped as they saw the slight truth in his words. He smirked. They finally got the chance to see his reason. However, they suddenly all sighed in as the conversation finally died out. As much as Jeremy liked a good old gossip with his friend, it got pretty boring talking about same person ever fucking day of the week. Until, someone soon popped with a new start. What are you reading Jamie asked Ray Curiously. Ray was the only in their little who hadn't spoke yet. His head was buried deep in some book he was reading, which was weird Ray wasn't usually the type to be reading a book of any sort. Just something, he muttered, hardly even looking up as he answered. The book was black and didn't display a single word of picture on the cover or spine. What the hell was he reading? He sighed, folding the page over before closing and passing to Jeremey. His eyes flickered down to the title. A Slave and Her Master? Everyone burst into hysterics as the words left his lips. Though, once more, he couldn't blame them it was pretty hysterical really. Someone from the group grabbed the book from his hands and opened it onto the first page. A very erotic picture of a women bound to a chair was covered in captions and descriptive words words telling the reader exactly what was going on the scene displayed. A man stood way back in the shows. You couldn't see his face to be honest. Glancing back at the girl her hand and feet were tied, her were blindfolded, and her mouth was gagged. She was completely helpless and vulnerable. All of this made everyone distracted and forget about waiting classes.