There's no sense denying it … I'm not at that point yet and it might not do any good. You might not be bound here and just follow me wherever I go.

She was a logical one, she considered these things and needed more information. She was unsure whether or not she would do it but could shift her anger from him to an innocent. If and that was a big if, she ever did do it she would be sure to find someone that deserved it.

And Wraith seemed to find her amusing enough to come around at least once more so she was at a loss as to what she was going to do about this situation.

But as much as she thought it would be wrong to shift her anger was that not what she was doing with Saira to a lesser extent. Tormented as she was she at least took some satisfaction in tormenting her lab partner some.

She saw the fear within the girl's eyes and though she did not consider using the ruler there she had no qualms about flickering her finger against her puckered asshole.

[color=#BFBFFF]“I better not brake a nail. Do you know how long they took to grow?”[/color] She pushes her finger into the ass of the other girl. She twacks her again on the rump with the ruler. Her finger wastes little time in plunging into her up to her knuckle moving quicker as she pumped it in and out of her in an effort to get the girl to cry out.

“Remember what I said.”

"That's right. I'm not bound to this place at all. I stay because there's always plenty of girls to play with, and more arrive every year to take the places of those who've left." Wraith answers. Clearly he really didn't see her or any other girl as anything more than toys to play with until they had to leave.

Saira balls her hands into fists as she felt Izumi's finger push into her ass, almost letting a moan slip out. She looks back and nods in answer.

She didn't think she was so special that he would give up a plethora of playthings to toy with her elsewhere but since he had answered her question Izumi realized that her earlier plan wouldn't work. Her life would be destroyed and Wraith could always show up for visits to knowing where sh was so she was pretty much stuck.

Nor could she really appeal to him. If something amused him then it was bound to happen. Not unless perhaps you found something more amusing to divert his attention with. Today she was at least cast into the dominate roll and she had been so eager to please and so willing to transfer that anger in some way since she could not effectively fight back at him.

“That's right girlie!” She smacks Saira on the ass with that ruler. “I'll tell everyone that I caught you with someone, someone that took you clothes as a joke. So if you know what;s good for you ...”

She left the last part out reaching around Saira's hip to rub at her clit without any mercy large but fast motions with his hand followed.

Leave! The word excited her. That meant that there was an end to this torment that she suspected was only the beginning. How … How … am I doing?

"The fact that I haven't interfered yet should have answered your question. If I'm not enjoying what I see, you'll know it." Wraith said continuing to observe Izumi torture the poor girl.

Saira is unable to hold back this time and lets out a cry from both pleasure and pain. She looks back at Izumi. "I'm sorry mistress! I-I couldn't help it! Please don't take my clothes!" She begs.

She is relieved to here that at least. Wraith was finding some amusement in this and this was by no doubt a better arrangement than what she had the last time they had met.

She snorts and pushes the girl away, the finger sliding out of her ass as she rounds the front of the desk. “It seems you've dirted me a little, now clean it.” Izumi considers about the noise the other girl made as she cleans the presented digit.

“You knew the rules of the game, did you not?” Izumi grins cruelly as she gazes at the girl. “You wouldn't have wanted me to change the rules had you succeeded to make you fail so why should I give you a pass on this?”

After some time, Wraith felt nothing new was really going to develop out of this scene. Izumi would've felt another sudden chill as he leaves her body. He looks back at the girls once more before slipping through the walls leaving them alone.

Saira at first gave a nasty look at Izumi's fingers, but knowing what disobeying her could lead to, she cleans them up as best she can. "I-I'm new at this...I've never been handled so firmly and roughly..." It was the only answer she could give that might be convincing, and prayed Izumi would listen.

Was he gone? She felt the chill as he left her. It was both rewarding and frightening too. One the one hand he may have been board with her, maybe he would leave her alone in the future. On the other hand if she were to encounter him again this could be bad. No mercy.

He left before things got interesting and she debated whether or not this was a trick of sorts, or perhaps he was still watching and wanted to see what would happen if she didn't think he was present and watching so closely to see how she handled herself with instruction in the future?

She hated this. Hated him. But she was being very practical here. To make her situation a little better she had spiraled to this point. What was so frightening was that it happened so quickly.

“Then lay there and wait for me to return.” Izumi left her there and went to the nearby lab where the class had emptied into. She had only hoped that the shade was still watching, not because she sought his approval or anything but because she didn't want to be doing something for naught.

She got to the open door of the class room. They were still waiting for Izumi and Saira she supposed.

“Psst.” she drew the attention of one of the girls near the door and her lab partner. She gestured them to come near and one feigned an illness and the other had been instructed to assist her to the infirmary.

Brooke and Serena. She was only trying to get Serena's attention but she was not picky. She moved a little ways from the classroom.

“You ought to see it.”

“See what?” Serena asked.

“Saira. She's such a slut! What is this her sixth girl this semester alone. I had gone to the bathroom and forgot my notebook so went back to class and caught the trail end of her with another girl.”

“Nuh huh, for real?” Brooke added. Izumi nodded, though she felt unsure of this. What if Wraith had gone, what if there was no reason for this?

“Really. After they were done, I guess it was a quickie and they thought they could get one another off pretty quick the other girl laugh, said she got hers and left after an orgasm I presume. Saira went to touching herself like some sort of sex fiend but while she was busy I sort of stole her clothes.”

“No, way, you did that Izumi.”

She nodded. “She's been making googlie eyes at me all semester and just wants to use me like the others. Didn't she steal your girlfriend for a little while Serena? Why don't we teach the little slut a lesson?”

The worse part of it all was she was vacated now, Wraith didn't seem to be watching as she conducted this sexual torture of Saira for nothing, at least for now …

It wouldn't be until Wraith returned, if he did ever return that such knowledge might be useful. She lived with that shame. She was worse than the monsters and why? To save her skin? To make things better for her in the long run or so she hoped. And it was this mental anguish that she would have to endure over the course of the next four years ...