At first she had thought that that Vera meant the breakfast but was quick to realize that was not the case since she could easily see the contents. The question had caught her off guard because she had been thinking about how stunning her Mistress looked and reflecting on the incredible night before.

“The bad you mean, Mistress?” She clarified but would all to happily point out what she had prepared if she had assumed wrong otherwise she went on about the bag.

“Groceries for dinner and breakfast mostly. Somethings I borrowed from the basement that I have yet to return,” though Vera had plenty of her own she had figured that afterward she would return them before going back to her dorm. She had thrown out all her toys her first night here, though they were mostly bondage things. Her first night here did not go well at all.

“Rocco's in there too. He's my … your doll, the last one I fashioned for ventriloquist practice prior to becoming a Prefect.”

She often had Rocco packed away for easy transit. The time she got to practice was rare so she always had to have him ready. There were more important duties then writing new material or spending the time in practice. She kept up with the skill while in the shower but hardly set aside any time for it now.

It seemed that the few times she got any practice in more than in the shower a monster showed up though it couldn't have been more than twice. She doubted very much that her Mistress would have been interested in ventriloquism and if she were she was at a loss for material. The older stuff she had was likely to interest her at all. Sense of humor was something that was tough to figure out and as far as she knew her Mistress worked so hard that there was little clues to structure anything. And there was Rocco too. She had a ton of different puppets each with different personalities that just came out and Rocco was a bit lewd. No, more than a bit.

“Clothes too, nothing outlandish though.” She thought having forgot something. “Some of the test materials that NICE gave to me to research. Two, an aphrodisiac similar to the one you've used before and a powder that causes very potent hallucinations in the subjects they've been used on.”

Vera was not expecting such a mix of items in the bag that Daphnee brought. "I see... Sounds like you are going back to work as soon as possible," the Head Girl replied. That was all Vera could gather from such a mix of everything. Most of it seemed work related and the matter of the drugs and items from the basement were not the Head Girl's concern.

The Head Girl waited to be served a plate which she happily ate. The food tasted wonderful and she had some water to help wash it all down. Vera would eat until she had her fill before offering the plate back to Daphnee. "Thank you," she said, "Breakfast was lovely as always, my precious pet. But, I suppose I cannot stay in bed forever. Prepare my shower and do not keep me waiting."

The morning shower was much like last nights. Daphnee was invited to join and the poor woman would find her still tender insides be plundered by Vera's skillful touch. Vera would leave Daphnee's exhausted form slumped up against the shower wall as she stepped out and dried off. Soon enough, Vera would be in her uniform and ready to work.

She shook her head. “No, I did not have plans on getting straight back to work. I just had those things because I thought I could drop them off at some point while I was out but there is no rush on doing so. Rocco is more often then not packed away but I haven't unpacked him as of late, I use to have time prior to becoming a Prefect to catch a few moments here and there to practice but back then I had a lot of courses so I never knew when I had the time.”

It saved time and as her Mistress knew she had to drop a course only to pick up an extra one the following semester. That was prior to becoming a Prefect though and for that semester she had been busy. She did not waste her time explaining all this, Vera was more than capable of working out all that for herself.

Clearly she would come here rather than play with dolls.

While Vera ate she was in and out performing other cleaning duties though the place was often tidy she felt that it was more the constant attention it had received either from herself or others. Perhaps the school had a cleaning service, she had not thought much of it before though she had learned that damage caused in a recent encounter had been repaired the next time she had come upon the same area so it was clear that something was going on, though she was not in the habit of returning to these areas often there were others that could not be avoided such as the classrooms and the library.

“Yes, Mistress.” The uniform was already set out and she went about collecting and gathering the shampoos, soaps, hair brushes and anything else that would be needed after the shower setting out the combs and the like as the shower water had been running. Towels were left in easy reach to.

The shower was terrific, she had joined her Mistress and marveled in that touch and caress. Fingers molded against her flesh, explored her innards and in the end she had been left in an exhausted heap on the floor of the shower.

Her nipples were hard, a tingle rushed through her and she felt that sweet bliss encompass her again. Left panting in response she did not have the immediate energy to press herself back up. When she had she did so uneasy turning off the shower.

There were still things expected of her after all and she sought to dry herself. She had not dressed though already lagging behind enough. Approaching her Mistress she assisted her with her hair or dressing if needed.

“I apologize, Mistress. I have forgotten to set out your amulet,” she had suddenly remembered it. “I will go fetch it now.”

Her mind was ticking over her duties. There were the dishes in Vera's room and the sheets and other laundry for starters and somehow she had to gather the energy for all that. She always managed in the past with a great deal of difficulty though she was a little out of practice and a little slower to respond.

“Is it on the dresser or is it in the jewelry box, Mistress?”

"Then you have not answered my question, pet," Vera replied. She asked what Daphnee had prepared. Daphnee had already spent the night and the fact it is the weekend did not escape the Head Girl's notice. It was apparent that the Prefect desired to be with her owner as much as possible. Daphnee knew that Vera hated repeating herself so it was best to answer her question and not just recite an inventory list.

Most students who desire to help the Head Girl would offer to clean or possibly cook for the woman. This left Vera's suite usually presentable if not perfectly spotless depending on the diligence of said servant.

Daphnee was getting sluggish after another round in the shower with her Mistress. In her daze, she thought she had forgotten about Vera's necklace. This was true but not in the way Daphnee thought. "You left it in the bathroom," Vera called, "It is fine." The Head Girl would finish getting dressed and head back to the main room to check her messages. This gave Daphnee time to continue with her checklist even as her insides ached and quivered from the blissful aftershocks.

It was not often that her Mistress repeated herself and Daphnee knew that she did not enjoy wasting time but after she had listed the inventory of the bag she had seen things clearly with a bit more clarity. It had been her motives and not the inventory that Vera wished to know about.

“Forgive me, Mistress.” Save for the laundry and dishes it appeared to her that everything had been in good order. She had once reorganized those books out in the other room but discovered that they had how Vera wished them to be ordered.

Still, her Mistress said nothing about it, she was new back then but she had not touched the books since, unless one was pulled out and left about where she knew where it was to be replaced.

She thought she had most of the top to shelves ordered in her head but there were a few that she tended to have doubts of and she had yet to get all the details down with everything she was absorbing.

“There are but a few things I need to get to, Mistress, though I was hoping you had some additional time on hand to break up your long hours of work. Perhaps a picnic or even some time in one of the recreational rooms.”

She knew there was a pool table though she never played herself. In addition there were several other sorts of games. Not thinking that she was one for many games Daphnee had only thought of it in lieu of the beach. She had been there only twice and each time it ended badly with Dolom.

Her track record at the indoor pool was slightly better, two out of three though one of those times she had not started there at all but had been brought there.

She had quickly moved on from the latest though. “Perhaps a massage would be in order to get those kinks out, in retrospect that would be more useful to you Mistress.”

She ached, indeed she ached after their shower but pleasantly so. She dressed after her Mistress was taken care of and glad she did not have to make it back to the bathroom to retrieve the necklace. She would just have to be more diligent next time around.

From the way she ached while moving though the rec room probably wasn't the best idea. She would move about as Vera knew she would but if other students arrived she had feared that they would detect that she was not at her best, not that she cared what they thought about her but what they thought about her Mistress not having the best of servants. It was unlikely that they would be intruded upon, a Head Girl and Prefect in the same room tended to clear out the room unless it wasn't feasible at the time.

"You sound indecisive," Vera stated, "If there is something you have planned, then state it. The worst that may happen is your Mistress will refuse. You not committing to anything only shows your lack of confidence and makes your proposal far less appealing."

Though the Head Girl was almost always busy, this was more due to her setting her own hours to complete the ever growing workload that was available. She did not take much time off but it was mostly under her control when she could do so. With it being the weekend, it would be easy enough to sacrifice a bit of time to see what her pet has to offer. But, that is assuming Daphnee actually planned this through.

Vera was at her desk for the moment, reading emails and updating student records. What did Daphnee want to do with her Mistress? The beach may be dangerous for the unlucky, but it would be an excuse to see Vera in a swimsuit. Or perhaps Daphnee wanted to be less subtle about it and go for the massage so she could touch Vera's bare skin and make her feel good all over. Then again, there was not much stopping the woman for mixing and matching her ideas as long as she could follow through with them.

Bad memories had her hesitate at both the pool and the beach though as her Mistress got to speaking she had realized that not ever situation was a bad one. She was interested in bondage before getting her, frightened off it her first night here after her encounter with Dolom but her Mistress had since reintroduced it where it could be a lot of fun. Granted, she freaked out when the guests used it but about half the time if she agreed not to run or further resist they let her go, either out of amusement or knowing the chase was over.

The two beaches she encountered Dolom on could be dismissed. They were on an island, there were lots of beaches and both times she had been alone. The first the beach had emptied out and the second she was looking for someplace secluded … her eyes widened for a moment, then relaxed as she remembered a third encounter. No. That beach was too far but otherwise it would be perfect. Ania was in that area and she was pretty certain that she could convince her to leave her Mistress alone.

If it came down to it though she would delay whatever beast approached as best as she could so her Mistress could get away. A closer, beach with more people should do. She feared the pool more though, while Dolom wasn't a pleasant encounter he was far better then the ghost that had boiled her and Kristy alive so long ago now. She had such a horrid memory of that encounter that she barely went there now.

“Sorry, Mistress. The beach. I could fix us lunch to have after or before swimming,” she did not get to explain her gamut of thoughts though. Her Mistress told her there were no monsters, that it was all in her head and so she had not brought up the topic again. She knew they were real, though she tried to keep her Mistress safe from them as best as she could.

She did not want to monopolize all of Vera's time though and would allow her to dictate what of the three if any they did. And of course she had no problem in combining them or doing all of them if her Mistress so willed it.

Daphnee told herself that she did not want to monopolize Vera's time. But, the slave could not help it. Every single one of Vera's pets desired nothing more to have their owner to themselves. The Head Girl did not mind this as it promoted each of them to strive to improve themselves and become worthy of her notice.

The Prefect suggested the beach after much deliberation. With it being the weekend, students would most likely be around the more public areas of the beach. "Very well," Vera replied, "I will get ready then."

The silver haired woman went to go change. It was not long before she returned, wearing a simple robe that covered her body all the way down to her upper thighs. The Head Girl could be wearing a school issued swimsuit or one of her personal ones. She waited patiently for Daphnee to finish getting ready, gathering sunscreen and towels for the two of them.

Once ready, the two would head down towards the beach. Vera's long silver haired trailed behind her as she strode confidently towards a more secluded area of the beach. Once out of sight of the other students, she decided that this was a good place to set up. As Daphnee layed out the towels, Vera would undo her robe and let it slip off her body. The next time Daphnee looked up, she would see Vera wearing a white string bikini. Her breasts rose and fell with slow breaths as Daphnee watched. The wind blew through Vera's hair as she pulled it back behind her shoulders.

"Don't just stand there," Vera said, "Are you going to get the sunscreen or not?"

As Vera dressed she had been left to pack the sunscreen, towels and the like. She even fixed a bit of lunch too if she had her Mistresses approval though it would be sandwiches so as not to keep her Mistress waiting.

Removing the maid attire she selected one of the swim suits out of the collection of costumes though she already had sandals packed away in her bag with some of her other clothes though she did not have the luxury of covering up as her Mistress had so there was no surprise factor for her.

She could not believe her luck in leaving the tower with her Mistress unless. She had once been in the hall but other than that they had shared their time in the suite.

Daphnee followed close behind with her bag which she used to pack up their things. She had unpacked Rocco for the space leaving him back in the tower in the closet with the plethora of customs. Not only had she taken the submissive nature of being lead rather then leading it gave her ample opportunity to observe her Mistress watching the wind blow though that long silver hair and over her body. She envisioned just what awaited her, even a school issued swimsuit was something Vera would make look good though she had thought that there was something more outstanding beneath that robe based on the clothes that she saw previous. She was not wrong, delighting so much in what she saw as the wrapping paper of that robe had been peeled away.

They had been on a secluded beach too, one she had not been too though her exposure was pretty limited. There had been no one around to enjoy this sight other than herself and that effect alone was of far greater importance to her, as if emphasizing that this was a treat that the public didn't get to see.

She didn't know if she had gasped or not, though she had hesitated for a moment before setting down that bag and laying out the beach towel.

The light had reflected off that delicate skin in such a way that she hesitated again upon gazing at her Mistress, her words rousing her back to attention as the lapse was noted. “Yes, Mistress, right away Mistress,” she was getting out the sunscreen entertaining thoughts of just how she was going to apply it. It was exciting enough to generate a tingle within her as she set out the lotion near the towel before taking her Mistresses hand and assisting her down to the towel on her stomach.

Soon enough she had some lotion applied to her hands and straddled that back rubbing her fingers against her shoulder blades and neck both applying the lotion and giving a massage as she went. First she applied a coating though went back and really rubbed it in. She had to use the reactions or lack of them to determine just how far she should go keeping matters brief or extending them.

She would not short change her Mistress though, not unless instructed to as her fingers crept to her lower back rubbing into it to straight down to that bikini before she reversed her position to do the back of her legs and feet easier.

Vera lay down on the towel. Her long silver haired was gently brushed out of the way, exposing the woman's back to Daphnee. The lotion was cool initially as it rubbed into Vera's skin. But, it gradually warmed as Daphnee continued to work. Again, the Prefect was given an opportunity to touch her Mistress's lovely body. How many other servants received such an opportunity?

"Mm..." Daphnee managed to find spots where muscles were tense. Then again with Vera, there were countless tight knots throughout the woman's body. "Ahh..." The Head Girl tensed up as Daphnee found each particular spot, starting at the shoulders and working down to the lower back. The woman's breathing grew slower and deeper as each tense spot was reached and thoroughly worked into utter relaxation.

The Prefect turned around to work the legs and feet. Those did not take as long as the student worked her way upwards. Working this side, Daphnee had full view of Vera's lovely rear. The bikini bottoms did nothing to hide those firm cheeks and soon it was the only place untouched by sunscreen on this side.

When Daphnee finished, Vera rolled onto her back. Smooth stomach and luscious breasts were available for the Prefect's eyes to take in. Vera's eyes were closed as she continued to breathe softly and wait for Daphnee to continue.

She spent a little more time at those particular tense spots she reached. When doing those legs she went down again from the feet rubbing and caressing as she traveled back down them as if double checking her work. At last they came to that firm rear, fingers working over it.

Like a sculpture molding clay she was in her element. Even when creating one of her dolls she had not had been so thrilled and fought the urge in making a playful smack to her rear, blessed just to touch her Mistress.

Turning around again as Vera laid on her back she faced her Mistress. Again she straddled her, this time at the hips. Her grasp going to work on those shoulders and neck. There she spent some time before moving further down her collarbone then upper arms. Shifting back her hands tingling with the heat of each touch she paused just for a moment as far as applying the lotion went.

Leaning down she let her tongue swirl carefully around a nipple before any lotion had been applied. She would not her Mistresses reaction drawing back if it were undesired though otherwise applying a little pressure with that tongue, flicking that nipple as her hands returned to the sides of her breasts delicately feeling them and applying some lotion at the same time though it was only what lingered on her hands.

She would do the same to the other, then after a brief suck on it she would draw back applying more lotion to her hands to work those mounds like clay beneath her hands.

But she would only tarry there if it seemed as if her Mistress didn't mind the touch of slick fingers squeezing her breasts and even pressing them together before tracing down to her smooth stomach, then sides.

She had to shift again drawing back and applying more lotion doing one leg then the other each hand moving dreadfully close to her bottoms between her thighs. When she had finished green eyes flicked up to her Mistress.

“Shall I continue?”

If that had been met in the affirmative she'd draw aside those bottoms letting her tongue trace that labia nice and slow while her index finger traced over her clit just as slow. She licked and kissed the region before applying a little pressure with her tongue sliding it against that slit like a paint brush working in smooth brush strokes before aligning itself against her entrance daring to press inside moving just as slow as that caressing finger but sure to reach deep inside touching each and ever portion of those smooth walls she could. As she hit more places that generated pleasure she would gradually increase the tempo with the movement of her finger following suite as it worked against her clit in circular patterns first one way then the next.

The Head Girl did not seem to mind her top being loosened. Daphnee leaned in close and began licking one of those soft nipples. Vera did not draw away, she gave no order to stop. The Prefect licked and massaged both breasts. The heated touch felt good against her breasts. Daphnee could feel the steady throb of her Mistress's heartbeat. Vera's lovely orbs were nice and firm to the touch as the hot flesh molded around the Prefect's groping fingers.

Daphnee moved to the legs and thighs, finishing her work before daring to ask to go further. "Mm... Finished?" Vera merely asked. The Prefect had finished her task and with that confirmation, the Head Girl sat up. She looked her pet up and down. "Take off your swimsuit," she ordered, "It is your turn."

Wearing only her bikini bottoms, Vera began rubbing lotion over Daphnee's entire body. Unlike Daphnee, the Mistress had no cause for hesitation. She squeezed those lovely orbs, molding them and rubbing that lotion in deep. While the Prefect was on her stomach, fingertips traced the woman's rear before dipping between those sexy thighs. Vera's fingers slid gently into Daphnee's body while her thumb began to push into that tight rear. Much like in the shower, Vera worked those insides from both passages. But this time, she would slow down when Daphnee seemed to be reaching her limit. Vera merely watched and listened as she continued to tease her pet to the very brink and leave her there in sexual frustration.

She had the daring to loosen that top and even taste her Mistress. The whole experience quite pleasant. The juices her tongue collected had been divine though there had been no hesitation when that command came.

Daphnee discarded her clothing, while she was not pale she didn't have too much color, laying out beneath the sun was something she didn't do and it was going from campus building to campus building where she got the most exposure. Sometimes she had other duties on the grounds that required her to be outdoors more.

The lack of a tan was evident though it wasn't too bad. She did as instructed, loosing then removing the top then the bottoms followed. Her body clad only in those black leather bracers she tended to wear but nothing else. That uncovered body displaying her aroused state, nipples were hard, not that Vera would have had trouble noting that sooner if she were not subject to the massage. Her clit too showed signs of stiffening.

Laying down on her stomach she felt her Mistresses' sweet touch cascading against her. Those fingers were setting her ablaze with their very touch causing a shiver to trace over her spine.

“Mmm ...” she purred, green eyes closing as she envisioned her Mistress there behind her in that topless state the very epitome of beauty.

Lotion was rubbed into her though before long the heat was turned up as she felt those fingers against her rump then they were inside her. Her ass filled by that thumb, she could feel it against the walls that separated her pussy and ass as the fingers in the former pressed up against that questing thumb.

“AHH! OHH!” At first it was a surprise, not really, as it fell into the realm of possibility but the fact that her Mistress was pouring this favor on her. It had been too long, save for last night of course. Her Mistress knew her so well, knew where to touch and caress to maxim effect.

She gasped, she moaned, very pleased. It did not take long for Vera to master her Pet, it never did. She had not been trained in holding back her orgasms but trained to endure numerous ones again and again, thus this was new.

Each time she had been on the edge her Mistress gave her a moment, then began anew. “Oh! Mistress!” She tried to hold back, even bit her bottom lip.

Whatever Vera wished to do she would endure yet as the pleasure grew, diminished and grew once again she couldn't help herself in thinking straight. “Please, Mistress … I … I wanna cum … OHHH!”

Whether or not Daphnee was aware, her body was being trained to ready and eager for pleasure at a moments notice. Sure enough, it took little to get the Prefect's juices flowing and her moans to sound with the gentle crash of the ocean waves. The woman's moans grew more heated and desperate as time went on. The poor girl even whimpered out a plea for more which was what Vera wanted to hear.

"Good girl..." Vera praised her pet and suddenly sped up, thrusting her fingers and thumb into both entrances until the wet pop of Daphnee's orgasm reached the Head Girl's ears. The Head Girl withdrew her hand, allowing Daphnee only a brief moment to twitch there on that beach towel. "Do not keep me waiting, pet," Vera commanded, "You have some cleaning to do..."

Sure enough, when Daphnee sat up and looked, Vera's dripping fingers were waiting to be cleaned. When Daphnee was done cleaning the offered hand, Vera slipped back on her top. She would not swim naked even if her bikini covered little to begin with. The Head Girl walked into the ocean waters. The water was a bit cold but the woman eventually got in deep enough to start swimming. The salty air welcomed the Head Girl each time she broke the surface of the water. The ocean water glimmered as it cascaded down her lovely body. Her long silver hair swayed with her motions as she took another dive into the water.

It seemed everything was as normal. There were no sign of monsters or anything out of the ordinary. Then again, Daphnee did just cum by her Mistress's hand right here at the beach. The definition of normal had become rather loose since she submitted to her Mistress's will.

“AAAIIIEEE!” Vera had her body well trained, her body responded from the start and now it had been allowed to blossom with this tidal wave of intense energy that surged from her building up in her nethers then exploding outward from there. The walls of her body pulsated and tightened against those digits always squeezing.

“Oh there! Yes! Thank you, Mistress!” Bliss swam over her. The more Vera kept at it, the more she responded, the more she came. Vera played with her toy quite well and when she had finished leaving her an aching mess there was little time left to recover before she got to her knees, her face flushed she took the soiled hand licking then sucking on each finger one at a time. In the end she used one of the towels to collect any further dampness there.

Unlike her Mistress though she did not redress. There was no command to do so nor was there one to join her but she did the later leaving behind her swimsuit. No one else was here as far as she knew and she was not sure Vera was done having her fun or not.

The water was cold, though her nipples were already stiff. She had compared it to the boiling water of the pool she had been subject to and like this better.

Not a strong swimmer she was fair but only went out to her waist dipping beneath the surface of the water so as to adjust to the water temperature more. For some reason she found getting fully submerged regulated her overall temperature so she did not feel as cold.

Watching her Mistress move through the water was rather outstanding. How the water dampened her hair or collected against her skin and even the water droplets that rolled down her skin any time she emerged from the water.

Drawn closer, she paid attention to the motions used. She rarely had the chance to practice after all but learned a great deal from simple observation. In the end nothing beat practical experience tough this was a start.

“Beautiful technique, Mistress, though I would expect nothing less.”

This was actually normal. No monsters thus far though the only two she encountered on the beach wouldn't be here she suspected. Ania was quite a ways from the campus to make it harder for students to locate the submerged vessel she believed and while there was a possibility that Dolom was about the composition of his body made it far less likely that he'd interact with the water.

She reflected for a moment. “I do not think there has been a day in my life that has been like this one.” There was a smile added to the end of that. “May I serve you in any way, Mistress?”