Makeda, dressed in the Shokushu school uniform, tightly grasped her books to her chest as she ran across the empty commons, mentally berating herself for being late on her first day of classes, though to be fair she was still learning the lay out of the school grounds which at times as she rushed past other tardy students seemed like a maze. Finally she saw the building where her home room was, a triumphant smile spreading across her youthful features when the pristine quiet of the morning was shattered by the ringing of the final bell, signaling that she was in fact late for her first day of school. "No, no, no...I can't be late on my first day!" she exclaimed.

She bypassed the stairs leading down the slight embankment, her long orange hair shimmering in the early morning sunlight as she took to the grass as a shortcut, dashing across the small courtyard and to the front doors of the building, slamming them open with her speed, though as she crossed over the threshold her foot stumbled over the lip and sent both her books and herself flying and crashing to the floor. The dazed girl sat up a moment later and began examining her knee when the sounds of approaching foot steps chilled her soul.

~Oh no...~ She thought to herself in dread, hoping it was another student and not one on the faculty.

Calidare had notice the a new student running out of the dorm building darting from one building area to another, he found the orange haired girl to be some what amusing as he linked his mind to hers seeing it was her first day at school and late at getting to her class, it was obvious she was confused like most girls who come to this school where things are located and she had woken up late hence the reason she was running to class.

Calidare was invisible flying over head from where she ran, there was other students that was running late to class but this orange hair girl who his mind was link to revealed that she was the kind of girl who enjoy experimenting with foods and what most would never in there wildest dreams even try eating and the fact that she has secret erotic fantasy about bondage and forced sexual encounters which would make her the perfect student for this school, which for a few this is a prep school to becoming a sexual slave.

The final bell had rang as Makeda fell, her books that she had held closed to her breasts went flying across the ground skidding to a halt several feet away from her, moments later she sat up checking herself for any injuries, it was then that Calidare decided to take the human form of a teacher. While Makeda back was to him he walked up to her. “You ok Miss? Seems you are Tardy to class… Well follow me then.” Calidare told her as he offered his hand for her to help her up from the ground.

Makeda only managed a tiny squeak in response as she accepted the proffered hand and quickly gathered up her scattered belongings. She started down at the floor as she mentally berated herself, worrying about what her father would think of his daughter slacking in her studies...though eventually curiosity gets the better of her as she looks up at the teacher leading her through the halls and swallows. The first thing she noticed was that he was rather tall, though not in the scarecrow thin manner, his long raven colored hair was pulled back in a neat ponytail that hung past his shoulders, while a pair of smart glasses sat perched on his nose. His clothing was equally befitting of the regal ease with which the teacher carried himself, wearing a white single breasted suit jacket, a light blue button up long sleeve shirt with the top couple of buttons undone, a matching pair of white trousers, and pair of dress shoes.

She immediately looked away as the teacher turned to look at her, as if sensing she was staring at him, looking back down at the polished floors, seeing her reflection in it as they came to an empty classroom, the teacher ushered her in.

Calidare and Makeda walked through the halls headed to the empty classroom the floor so polished that even Makeda panties could be seen on the reflection, Calidare had turned around as Makeda quickly averted her gaze starring at her reflection and Calidare who was escorting her looked down dropping back to her side looked to the ground as well seeing more then Makeda probably wanted for him to see. “Is there something on the ground that you like looking at?” Calidare asked knowing she only looked down to keep him from knowing that she was admiring his figure as a professor.

Calidare held the door open for Makeda as she entered the empty classroom, Calidare closed the door and locked it, the sound echo within the room as the door was secure from any who would dare to intrude upon the meeting that was about to take place. “So miss you know why you’re here don’t you? First thing first what is your name?” Calidare asked her even though he did not need it since his mind was linked to hers and knew everything she did including the desires she has within herself. “What punishments do you think I should give you for your infractions?” Calidare asked as he waited for her response seeing what ideas spoken and unspoken began to form inside her pretty little head.

"Um...no sir...I-I...you see... Makeda stumbled over her words as she replied to the attractive professor, completely unaware of the view that the floor was grant any who bother to look down in the right spot. The sound of the lock clicking shut was ominous and cause the girl to flinch slightly as she stood between two rows of desk as she bit her lower lip while clutching the books tighter to her chest.

She looked up and met the teachers gaze, feeling as if he was reading every thought that was crossing her mind including some rather torrid ones involving him and being bent over the desk that he rested against. The orange haired girls voice was timid and sounded like a scream in the empty classroom "M-Makeda Lockley sir and yes...I was late to class...I'm sorry sir, please don't report sir I can't have that on my permanent record please...I'll do anything."

The young student figured that her pleas would not likely phase the teacher as he seemed to consider her words for a moment before asking his next question. "Ummm...well sir maybe a warning and detention?"

It was her thoughts however that betrayed her true desires as images of her bent over one of the desks with her arms and legs tied to the legs while her panties lay crumpled on the floor and her skirt was tossed over waist revealing the perfect orbs of her pale bottom. Just the flash of the thought made the young girl squirm a little where she stood and she could feel her nether lips moisten.

Calidare smiled seeing what she was remembering and the visions she was thinking about the situation, probing her memory the last disciplinary action Makeda had was with her father bending her over his knee and spanking her and from the recent images that flashed through her mind and the fact she was starting to get moist. “Well Makeda place your books on the desk next to you and come here.” Calidare commanded her as she obeyed and started to walk to Calidare, as she did so she had slipped and hit her head on the floor.

Makeda vision blurred for few seconds as she saw before her what looked like an angel, blinking a few times the form of the angel was replaced with the professor she was with who also looked like the angel. “You alright Makeda?” Calidare asked holding his hand out for her to use to get up, the view she saw made him smile as her skirt had flipped upwards when she fell showing her panties and the wet spot from her imagination of what she lust to happen to her in her fantasy. “Seems to me you like to be in trouble? Does being in trouble excite you to make you moist?” Calidare asked her pointing to her wet spot on her panties with his other hand.

Calidare pulled Makeda up quickly doing so she was in his embrace, “Hmm well I wont report this but detention and a punishment is require, if I don’t I wouldn’t be a very good teacher for you if I didn’t right?” Calidare explained to Makeda.

Makeda meekly set her books down on the desk next to her, taking a couple of steps forward until her foot landed on a particularly slick spot of the polished floor which sent her feet flying out from under her. Her head thumped hard against the unforgiving tile and caused her vision to spin and blur, unaware of the view that the teacher had of her panties. She had to blink a couple of times as she saw what she thought be an angel...~No...I just hit my head harder than I thought...~.

"Yes I am fine...thank you," she replied while letting him help her up and then blushed furiously as he pointed out her arousal. She felt as the mans arms wrapped tightly around her, causing her to look up at the man as her heart beat a frantic pace in her chest, so much so that she was sure it would explode. For what felt like an eternity, she couldn't find her voice to speak and the only noise she could make was timid squeak.

Detention. Her father was going to be so disappointed and she could almost her him berating her, she looked down and swallowed back tears before she again looked up at the man holding her. "If I am not punished then I would not know the correct course of action sir...but..."

The thoughts of the girl amused Calidare as she felt embarrassed about the fact he just pointed out her arousal and the up coming thought of how her father would think her a disappointment and ashamed of her for getting in trouble so soon, little did she know, her father wouldn’t know anything that would happen.

Makeda would become a pleasure slave once her training is complete, every experience she would receive here would slowly bring her to want and crave sex and to become submissive in the end to whom ever becomes her Master or Mistress, that was the secret of Shokushu Campus. Only a selected few girls from the campus would become pleasure slaves approximately 5% to 10% of all the students become pleasure slaves and Makeda was one of them.

Calidare smiled at Makeda answer, “That’s very grown up of you to word it in such a manner but I see within your eyes something concerns you of getting detention… care to explain why you are so worried about being punished?” Calidare asked, still holding her within his arms and brought his hand to her face wiping a tear from her eyes.

The fiery haired girl swallowed as she felt the teacher's finger lightly brush away her tears as she looked up at the man holding her. She licked her lips as she stared into his eyes that simply seemed to draw her in and leave her with the sensation of free-falling. The young woman looked down but did not try to push the man away and prepared to answer as her own thoughts run amok ~ This isn't proper behavior young lady...why aren't I pushing him away...he is a teacher and you a student... ~.

Makeda's voice was timid and quiet as she spoke up to answer the question posed to her "Because I will have brought shame to my father for failing to remain in good standing with the school...I have never been in trouble before at school, I am a good girl...he would be very disappointed in me."

While her answer may not make much sense to an outsider unfamiliar with her family, her father demanded perfection from everything and everyone around him. To fail him in his expectations, no matter how twisted they maybe, was to become flawed in his eyes and simply a ruined project to be tossed into the garbage...discarded as easily as one would rid themselves of a useless item.

"May I ask what is to be my punishment sir?" She asked, deciding that if she was going to be discarded, she would face it bravely.

Calidare smiled at the thought that just passed through her mind about how she should be pushing him away like a proper lady should do. Calidare decided her punishment would be the thought that passed her mind when she found out she would be punished of being tied to a desk. “Well I tell you what, I’ll punish you but I wont put this in your records… So you will have a clean slate but you will have detention with me for least a week, is that understood Makeda?” Calidare told her as he slowly let her go from his embrace.

Calidare guided her to a desk. “Place your hands here.” he told her as he was sure she would comply since this would not go onto her Permanente record. It was a strange request even from a teacher, soon as she did this Makeda was quick to notice both her hand was tied to the desk legs. “There, part one of your punishment is completed.” Calidare told her, his hands was placed on her hips and slowly moved down caressing her curves moved down to her thighs and again moved up as he grabbed her panties and pulled them down discarding them to the side crumpled up in the corner and proceeded to tie her ankles to the other side of the desk legs.