"Listen!", she said, surprising herself with the loudness of her voice. She did not like the way this was going. Unsure how to continue, she addressed Cala. She did not look her in the eye, but rather looked down and let the words pour out of her. "Whatever this woman says, you didn't destroy anything, because you made me happy and I have been so lonely for so long, and..and.."

Pia felt her eyes burn. None of them could know how it felt, being her. Lonely. Spooking at shadows. Playing mental games of pretend to keep the ugly memories from surfacing. And then this exotic angel had dropped out of nowhere and made her feel safe and appreciated and good. And now Vera was going to stomp all over it. A lump of mangled emotions seemed to be taking over her belly.

"And you..", she said, facing Vera, choking back a sob and turning it into anger. "You need to stop making threats and make some sense! You are just blowing things out of proportion. I don't know what kind of issues you have with Cala, but you are not going to use me to get to her. And stop talking about ruining lives and futures! The only one who butted in and ruined anything here is you. And I get to be the judge of what ruins my life or not, thank you! And I do fully expect me only to take the full consequences for this.. this minor mistake, just as I expect to get off with just a reprimand. Because I know a lot worse has been done here, and that that was all covered up by the management without a word!"
That last bit was true. Pia was not able, or willing, to speak of much that had happened to her, but she knew the school nurse must have been blind not to have guessed some of it.
"And you need to stop throwing veiled threats around. Either go about with your disciplinary actions and be done with it, or.. whatever.. For a head girl, you are not sounding bloody mature, just so you know it!"
Pia slumped her shoulders. Words had been gushing forth like a river, in no perticular order, and now she felt almost deflated. She was not terribly good with anger.

(OOC: If you think it would feel more natural for the flow of the story, I am willing to go with a change in posting order [say, letting Cala respond to Vera, for instance] if that would work better for you two.)

Tension rolled along my spine as the Pia spoke. I could feel it in her…feel it leap from her to me. While I might agree with much of what she said it did not matter. Vera would win….

“Pia….I care too much for you and she knows it, knows me perhaps better than I know myself. I have some needs that only Vera can “cater too” I am….I am owned in a way.” Already I could feel the effects of the lack of nicotine in my body. Already the worry began to nag me as I felt the swirl of emotion about me.

With shoulders slumping ever further, I shifted my weight form one foot to another, over and over while I tried to think of what next to say.

“whatever you want Vera….just….just leave Pia out please. I will….I will do anything. Even if you tell my to give her up…I would do it to save her. You want your sacrificial lamb then here I am….” Slowly I turned my face to pia….looking into those big blue eyes fearing I might never see her again. If Vera wished it it would happen. I would give her up….give up everything I had recently felt in order to save her. I only hoped it would be enough. The ice cold princess with her hands set upon her hips could see to many things. But I had also seen a different side of Vera….once….but it was enough. If she got what she wanted we might still survive the night relatively intact….if she got what she wanted the things that haunted this island might be held at bay for another day. If that kept Pia safe from them than it was worth it….anything was worth that.

A whole lot of ifs….a whole lot of supposition. One only had to await Vera’s answer.

“Vera, what would you have your wayward slave do?” I’d said it…given voice to my greatest fear. Control had past….only Allah would be able to watch over me and the path I must tread from this day onwards.

Vera merely sighed at Pia's outbursts, "Dear, I do not have to use you for anything to get to Cala. She does that enough on her own and she knows it," she smiled faintly as she stroked Cala's cheek, "Please Cala, I would hardly call what I did owning you. Despite you offering yourself to me, stripping your clothing off right infront of my desk, I merely did what was necessary to keep you from throwing your life away. You were too busy hating me to consider what I was trying to do."

She rose to her feet, taking a few steps away from the hot tub as she continued. "I told you that you were free to do as you wish as long as you followed the rules. That there are certain freedoms available for being a good student as well as a time and place for such actions as what you just did. Do you really think I would tear you two apart? You both seem fond of each other, it's a pity you were both very foolish and stupid about it."

Vera pulled her long silver hair back behind her shoulders as her arms crossed infront of her chest. "I just wonder how many more times I must play this little circle with you. Pia you may think this is harsh but this is not Cala's first offense. I grow weary of the 'I am too good for the rules' front you keep putting up everytime I catch you breaking the rules. Then you beg for forgiveness just like you are now," she sighed softly, "Cala you gave yourself to me already. What you have left to offer me is not something you can give me on your own. But since you have calmed down, I am willing to make an offer assuming Pia stops trying to scold me for doing my job."

The Head Girl turned to face them both. Both the lovely students were still nude in the hot tub. They were a unique pair. One a rather exotic beauty while the other was more a pure innocent type of beauty. "I will not let you both off the hook for this. But, I am willing to not report this, sparing you both from the Headmaster's verdict and punishment. Nothing will be on your record that this ever happened. Your punishment from me though will be enduring my swimming lesson for dear Cala. You, Pia will assist me."

"Cala, if you are ready to give what you have offered then come and lower head like the slave you wish to be," she said softly, "Every time you break the rules, you lose freedoms. I truly wished that it would not come to this but for now, you will be at rock bottom. Should you succeed and grow, I see no reason why you cannot be by my side as a Prefect in the future. Pia, I do this as a kindness. You have more experience in the school and no doubt have heard some rumors of how severe the punishments are here. What I offer is a way out at the cost of some of my own integrity. Something I do not give up for cheap. Make your offer and leave the pool. The sooner we begin, the sooner you both can be in each other's arms in a more appropriate place."

It was a pity that Cala had to fall so far to finally understand a bit better about this school. A competent Prefect would have been better but a slave was still appealing. Of course she doubts Pia would understand and does not expect much from a woman who as far as she knew was on her first offense. Vera remained calm as she waited to see how the blond beauty decides to handle her offer.

Pia was quite shocked to see how Cala transformed. How meek and subservient she became.
"I have some needs that only Vera can “cater too” I am….I am owned in a way."

How could Vera have gained such a hold on her? This is getting creepy..

That Cala seemed willing to walk away from Pia, even if it was supposed to be for her own good, that stung. Rationally, Pia knew she had no claim to Cala, but she still did not want to see her go. But what could she do? Nothing it seemed.
At least Vera was getting to the point. Either do it her way now, or suffer more later. Pia did not like it, but there seemed to be no choice. At least she had put up a fight. Small comfort, maybe, but better than nothing.

"Oh well..", she heard herself say, her voice thick. "Since you have been kind enough to tell me what you mean, I guess I have to give you my answer. Yes. I'll do what you say."

Pia reached down in the water to retrieve their swimsuits. Both were dark, heavy and soaked. "I guess we better go to the pool, then. With your permission?". She glanced at Vera, then took Cala's hand in hers and gave her what she hoped was a confident smile. "Just remember the basics. As long as you are calm and keep breathing, you will float. If you find yourself under the water, just relax and your buoyancy will take you to the surface. The rest is just practice."

Fear rumbled in my gut like at no other time in my life as I trod the steps out of the hot tub to the standing head girl and left the warmth and safety of my wonderful new love behind. With leaded legs I made my way to her, hoping that it might by Pia the time to at least get her suit on. I did not want to be naked, but nakedness did not matter as much to me.

Except now. Now I did feel its weight upon my skin as I sank to my knees in front of Vera and bowed my head. I was hers. Had fought it as long as I could, and would have continued to had not I discovered something worth preserving tonight.
For the first time in my life I was doing something out of honorable and unselfish reasons. I might lose Pia forever depending on what Vera might make me do but at least she would be safe…away from me and the trouble I seemed to bring to the lives that touched mine. Yet her words about us being able to be in one another’s arms at a later time made me think that Vera was not a completely heartless bitch. That real warmth and understanding did yet course through her veins.

As I sat upon that cold hard concrete I realized that the blond behind me meant far more than a one night stand. That for the first time in my life I wanted something for someone else and might ….just might be able to give it.

I’d lost sooo much time in my life. Had missed sooooo much that life had to offer. Is that why this girls joy seemed to course even now through my blood and keep parts of me warm that should have gone cold under Vera’s gaze.

“What would you have of me?” I prayed for the first time in my teenage life that somehow Pia would find it in her heart to forgive me.

With both the troublesome students at her feet, she could finally move on. She smiled faintly as Pia collected their swimsuits before approaching her. "You need not worry of those," she said cooly, "Seems you both are comfortable with your bodies. Leave them and meet me by the main pool."

Vera left the two to comply with her orders as she went into one of the storage rooms. The Head Girl arrived at the pool a short time later. She was holding a white cloth bag filled with various objects in one hand and one of those red floating things that lifeguards tend to carry and never use. The woman placed the bag by one of the beach chairs. She then moved to the edge of the pool and flings the floating object towards the middle of the pool around the six foot deep area.

"Now then.." she said finally, "Let us get started. Cala the objective is simple. You will swim to that object and carry it to me. I know you are beginner so there is no need to rush. It is in an area where if you sink, just push off the floor to get your head to surface. But assuming Pia has taught you anything you should be able to at least wade through the water without any swimming techniques. You may enter from any side of the pool, it's near the center so their is no advantage beyond getting used to the water."

If there were no questions, she will send Cala off. Vera smirked faintly seeing the tan body glistening with water before looking over at Pia. "And you my dear," she said softly, stroking the woman's cheek, "You are going to help me relax. I believe what you were practicing before was the breaststroke was it not?"

She let her fingers trail off Pia's cheek as she moves to lay down in her chair. Her thighs gently part as she gazed at the usually shy woman. Of course Cala would despise her for this. But perhaps it will be proper motivation to learn the task faster, for her lover's sake. Either way, she came here to relax and these two ruined that. Might as well have them help her after a hard day's work. "Don't keep me waiting now, Pia. This is your punishment."

At first, Vera's orders did not seem to unreasonable. In fact, she started out much as Pia would, just a small task to gain confidence. It did not require any real skill, it was just a matter getting out there. Pia would have placed it a bit nearer the shallow end, but it should still be doable. And if something happened, it would be easy for any one of them to get her back to where she could stand.
Pia was pretty sure Cala could do this. The real question was: Does Cala know this?
In Pia's mind, there were just two things to swimming: Not panicking and practice, and of these, the first was the most important by far.
Pia smiled encouragingly at Cala, and tried to secretly do a thumbs up signal.
You can do it!, she thought, mouthing the words even if she did not say anything.

Then Vera issued her second order.
"Uh.. erm.. w-what!?", she exclaimed before she could even think. "..oh!"

Pia just realized how fiendishly clever that woman had to be. Now she had two choices. Either she could refuse, and piss the headgirl off even more. And then she, Cala or both would pay the price.
Or she could comply. The shy blonde now felt very naked, and very exposed, and that had little to do with the soggy swimsuits lying beside the jacuzzi.
It was not that Pia put too much stock in any notion of her own sexual purity. That train had left a couple of months ago. And it was certainly not that she felt Vera was undesirable in any way. Not at all.
Vera possessed an undeniable beauty. Her silver hair, blue eyes and height, coupled with her rather delicate, Asian-looking features made her quite striking, to say the least.

No. The reason Pia hesitated lay with Cala, the woman she had just met and was desperate to get to know. If Pia submitted..
No. No if. There is no choice.
..would Cala think less of her? That she was a slut going down for anyone?
But did not Vera imply that Cala had been willing to do the same?

Pia sat down before Vera. She shot one quick glance back at Cala, mentally begging the Arab beauty for understanding. Placing one, trembling hand on Vera's thigh, she spoke in a very small, uncertain voice.

"What would you prefer me to do, Miss Vera?"

Sitting there on your feet and knees gives you time to think while the cold hearted beast that was Vera plotted her way with wayward students. The bare feet padded away from me only to return a short while later. During that time I did little else buy hope I had not ruined Pia’s life, hoped I would not cause her pain.

Fingers curled as the words flowed. Curled till I had two wicked claws to strike out her eyes and gouge her face. The white hot flush of anger stirred me anew. That ice cold bitch could not stand me happy…and would do anything to punish those that made me happy. How I wanted to rise up and throw off the yoke I had so recently placed upon my neck.

My heart beat harder, pulse faster….the squeak of the chair filled the empty space that only the thudding of my heart remained. Rage filled my head. I so wanted to deck her and to run hand in hand with Pia till we were free of this place. But worse things whispered in the night. Worse things had already happened to me here and I knew that what Vera planned would be mild by comparison than what would happen should I let my anger get the best of me like it had in the past.

That she took something dear to me did not matter in the least to her. She wanted to provoke me…to hurt me and if it meant hurling another then she would. Then again it could all go terribly wrong for her…was I courageous enough to act? Fear and resolve filled me as I turned to look out into the pool with the floating toys bobbing on the surface of the water.

‘fucker’ I thought as I came to a standing position and faced my fears. ‘do it…..’ I jumped. The canyon loomed and I closed my eyes. Water erupted and I turned…somersaulted, lost all bearing of up and down. Panic welled inside me as the water flowed over ever inch of my skin. Kicking out I met no resistance. Eyes suddenly wide as the bubbled slipped past and I flailed with my arms.

I opened my mouth…and choked. Water rushed in, bubbles out. Arms and legs moved…moved as if in a whirlwind as my lungs ached. ‘ Nooo…Noooooooooo’ not good, blue surrounded me, an ocean of blue filled with shimmering white…

Lungs screamed and the panic mounted. I would die here. I would die without ever once being able to hold her in my arms. I screamed…a rush of bubbles and then there was no more and still my mind rushed onwards. Vision grew black around the edges, movement harder as limbs grew heavy. I tried to breath and choked on water. Water….water…..

‘by the prophet nooooooooo’

"You know very well what I wish for you to do," she said calmly, "I will not repeat myself."

Before she could indulge herself and relax with Pia between her thighs, the loud sounds of splashing and flailing could be heard from the pool. Vera's eyes narrowed in annoyance. That stupid brat was the only thought going through her mind now. Sighing softly, she got up from her chair and walked over to the pool. "Did you teach her anything at all?" she said to Pia, not expecting an answer, "Stay here."

The Head Girl dove into the water. With a push of her legs and a stroke of her arms, she was already upon Cala's desperately flailing form. Vera hooked her arms up under the Arab's from behind. "Calm down, I have you.." she said softly as she used her legs to kick backwards towards the shallow end of the pool.

After a few kicks, she spoke once more. "Stop flailing and put your feet down," if Cala obeys she will notice her feet touch the bottom of the pool, "You truly are a stupid little brat." Vera sighed. This was unbelievable.

"I told you not to rush. Look at the sides of the pool, it tells you how deep the water is. There are stairs in the corner so you could get used to the water and slowly work your way deeper. Even a five year old would be smart enough to start at the shallow end and work outwards." She gently pats the woman's back. It was only a few moments underwater. Besides swallowing some of the pool water the only damaged thing should be this woman's ego.

Vera did not let go but adjusted her grip so her arms were gently wrapped around the woman. She guided the woman to sit down at the stairs of the pool. "Show at least a little respect for Pia and remember what she taught you if anything. If you do anything that stupid again, you deserve to drown."

The Head Girl climbed out of the pool, leaving Cala on the stairs. She pulled back her now soaked hair back behind her shoulders before returning to her chair. Her eyes flick over to Pia briefly. "She will be fine," she said softly to the woman, "She just needed a reality check. Now, I do hope you remembered what you are going to teach me dear. That act of stupidity is trying my already thin patience."

Vera's order to stay was, perhaps predictably, ignored. Pia just couldn't sit still while Cala flailed and needed help. But, of course, the head girl was on top of the situation. She was at the edge of the pool by the time Pia was at her feet, and soon had the situation under control.

Pia was at once relieved that Vera was there to keep Cala safe and, perhaps selfishly, jealous that it was not her.
I guess that completes it. So far I have just been a one woman fuck up. Vera saves the day. All I get is to be slut of convenience, no doubt to be dismissed when head girl pussy has been properly eaten. No gold-specked eyes looking affectionate into mine, I guess. Wonder if they'll contain pity or just contempt for the girl that couldn't help her at her moment of fear?
What was that taste in her mouth? Metallic and bitter, it tasted much like defeat.

Pia had already resumed her position on the floor when Vera had returned to her chair.
Meekly she leaned closer, letting one hand slide along a white thigh. She used another hand to stroke Vera's pussy though the fabric of the swimsuit, then slipping one finger underneath it, stroking gently at the sex underneath. Pia made a miserable little sound, quickly choking it back. Her eyes were burning.
I just don't know if I can do it! Not when she is afraid and all..

But if she did not, Vera's rage to hit them both like an avalanche. Still, Pia turned away from the head girl and towards Cala.
"Remember what I said about buoyancy. As long you keep calm, you will float. OK?"
It was almost a whisper.

Tuning back, Pia resumed moving her finger gently against Vera's pussy, and clumsily started kissing the insides of Vera's thigh, moving inwards.
This much, at least, I can do for her.

Voices babble while the fear and terror bubbled out of my mouth in streams of chlorinated water. The smell of the pool brought on a convulsion of terror as arms held my head above the top of the gently lapping water. Greedily I gulped in the tainted air. Filling my lungs over and over between bouts of coughing and sputtering up the water that had lodged within when I had tried to so desperately breath. Still the babbling continued.

My bare ass hit something solid and the arms left me. I sat with the troubled waters lapping at my waist, fear still causing my limbs to tremble. Moving…clutching my legs to my body I rocked there in the water as the terror of the last few minutes played over and over in my head. Life…I was alive, somehow having survived. Arms had held me…pulled me up into the air. For that I could be thankful, but for the rest I was not getting into that water ever again. Take the F…..fuck it.

Trembling, holding myself while the fear coursed along my body I tried to remember what had brought me to this place. Pia. It hit me. I had to be stronger. I had to get the toys floating in the water. Cold seeped into my body while it trembled. My teeth chattered. How?

Finally I looked…and saw the round butt of my love, her head moving in small motions between the thighs of that lunatic. I had too…had to move and get the things out of the pool. Still my body held its place as if rooted to the very step. I could not move…could not … could not.

I was a coward….the tears falling from my eyes as I sat and forced Pia to do something I doubt she much wanted to. It was all my fault…I …I should never have seduced her…should never have let that spontaneous what the fuck side of me out and loose. Vera was right…I brought destruction wherever I went. Still I did not move except to close my eyes and try to ignore the sounds of wet flesh upon wet flesh….

Shit…shit…shit….

It was pointless to give Cala advice at this point but she did not mind Pia's attempts to reach the woman. The poor Arab woman seemed to be lost in her own fears now. Perhaps it was too fast for her but then again this was meant to be punishment. Next time the brat has a lesson maybe she will actually listen instead of trying to tear off the teacher's clothes.

A soft gasp left Vera's lips as a timid hand rubbed over her swimsuit. Pia was finally participating in her own share of the punishment. A warm finger nudged aside the fabric, revealing her glistening folds. The brief swim brought a light sheen from head to toe as the Head Girl rested back in her chair.

A choked whimper coming from between her thighs brought a faint smile to her face. Fingers gently stroked through the woman's hair as she began to kiss up her inner thigh. "Mmm... Good girl, take it nice and slow. Learn all you can.."

Her eyes open slightly to see Cala still sitting at the corner of the pool. She could see the woman looking back at her in a mixture of fear and anger. It was too late to go back now. Would her future Prefect be frozen in fear, left to watch helplessly as her lover pleasured the one woman she hated? It did not matter to Vera. She was finally able to relax and enjoy this lovely delight between her thighs.

When her mouth had kissed its way along the slender, yet muscular thigh, Pia hesitated. It was not that she didn't know what to do. That part was pretty apparent. It was more a matter of gathering enough resolve to continue.

At least Vera seemed to respond. That was good, Pia hoped. If Vera was pleased then maybe, just maybe, she would let herself or Cala go. Maybe.

Pia pushed the wet fabric of the swimsuit aside some more, exposing all of Vera's hairless pussy. Pia continued to stroke it. It seemed wetter and warmer, but it was hard to tell for sure, after Vera's dip in the pool. Ironically, Pia might have enjoyed what she was about to do, given different circumstances. As Cala had been teaching her when they got caught, giving head could be, well, heady. And if Vera had come across as less of a borderline psychopath..

Pia closed her eyes and put her mouth on that smooth pussy. She did not have the right to not do this. Not when Cala had to face her own terrors. Pia had a healthy amount of sympathy other peoples fears, having a bunch of them herself.

She let her tongue slide across the skin beside the waiting slit, stroking the clit with a finger. She then did the same on the other side. Vera had told her to go slow, after all, she just hoped this would help building up some arousal.
Pia looked up at Vera with big, blue eyes. "If.. if I please you well.. will you let me help her?", she begged.
Not daring to wait for an answer, she removed her finger from the clit, and placed her soft lips on the waiting nub.

Fear dug her ugly fingers into me and clutched all the harder. Edging further back on the step I sought the safety of the pools edge and earth. Water had defeated me…had filled my lungs and rooted me in place like nothing else.

Vera fed on weakness. She would feed on me once she realized just how terrified I was of the water. I knew I had to move, to do what’s been asked to avoid my future fate. The top of the water glistened in the lights, its now smooth surface showing a calm that I knew deep inside hid the hideous reality that it would claim me as its own should I venture forth.

Soft mews of pleasure drifted in the still air to reach my ears. Jealousy arose that I had never before felt; an emotion new and foreign to me. The beating of my heart sped. I had no claim on Pia…and what she did she did because she had no choice due to my actions. Still the blade turned in my heart. A very different feeling and for the first time I realized what the girlfriends of the boys I fucked must have felt like.

Vera would not want Pia all to her own…at least I could hope. It was a punishment after all, a one time event. Still it did not make me feel any better as the sounds grew more intense and I burrowed my head further against my legs. Eyelids squeezed tight against my eyes I tried to go someplace, anyplace to avoid the sensations and emotions that twisted in me like a heavy wind.

Desire buffeted me. Pain and pleasure battered at the edges of my world. A tang of lust, joy, happiness wafted in from the outside to push at me. Gulping, I breathed deep, trying to find the center that was me, worried now that the patch had gone long past its usefulness. Despair grew…angst…my own or another’s I knew not. But beneath it all still rode the steely edge of fear that threatened to strangle the nights joy I had found in her arms.

My will was found lacking as the emotions swirled around me and fear kept me rooted in place. A tremble ran down my spine, toes curling over the edge of the step, as another more strident moan broke to my right. I was a pitiful loser unable to help my love even as she did something I was sure she did not want to do as well.

"Mmm... Are you saying you have not been trying to please me well?" she returned the question with her own, her words soft yet heated with pleasure, "Until she figures out there is little to no difference between the water of the hot tub and that pool, none of our advice will reach her. We told her all that is needed. It is all a matter of her stand up on her own. Or do you not have faith in your lover?"

"Ohh! That's it..." she gasped as Pia's soft tongue glided up her glistening entrance. Vera's toes gently curled as she lets her thighs spread a bit wider to make things easier on the woman. A soft moan left her lips as she felt a finger tease and goad her precious clit from hiding. Lips closed in on that moment of weakness, sealing around the hardening bundle of nerves.

"Nngh... Yes.." she cooed in pleasure, her fingers stroking Pia's head as if she were just a pet, "Mmm... I picked her for a reason. She may be a stupid brat right now but in time... Ahh! Cala could very well be a Prefect." Her eyes open again, half lidded and glazed as she enjoys the blissful feeling eminating from between her thighs. She smiled faintly at the frozen Arab. "Or perhaps I am wrong and she will just fail. What a pity."

Heat was already growing inside her belly. The water on her body did little to keep her cooled off as ripples of pleasure spread through her loins and up her body. Soft gasps sound from Vera as her hips begin to gently grind into Pia's timid face. Perhaps Cala failing to ever get up would have a few short time benefits.