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The Training of Victoria: Introduction

Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: allegs, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

A warm hand grabbed my shoulder and gently shook me. "Victoria, darling. We will be arriving soon." The bright light made my head spin and I had to put my hand onto the wall to stop myself from throwing up. I knew I hated helicopters. I groaned and held my head in my hands. "Deep breath, Victoria," the same voice instructed. When I didn't listen, he tightened his grip on my shoulder. "I said, take a deep breath." Despite my plunging stomach, I managed to roll my eyes from behind my hands and shrugged him off. At that exact moment, the helicopter tilted dangerously to one side and swirled around quickly. I felt myself go pale and took in a deep shuddering breath. "Much better," the voice said. I ignored him and decided to look out the window instead as we prepared to land. We were approaching a large stone castle that sat nestled on the endless mountain chain. As we hovered the helipad, I looked at the monogram crest that marked the centre of the pad. H.I. for Herveaux Institution. As soon as we landed, I ran outside and collapsed onto the ground, my legs shaky from the shock of the trip. I hate heights. The man who had been sitting with me appeared next to me and smoothed my hair back. "The trip is over now, Victoria. There is nothing to fear." He moved his hands down to my shoulders, massaging them. Then with his finger, he traced a line up and down my back, sending small delicious shivers up my spine. But then I remembered. I jumped away from him. "Don't touch me, you ... freak!" I snapped. "Don't you or any of the other freaks here dare touch me!" His light blue eyes became sharp like crystals as he glowered at me. "Do I need to remind you once again that this is an academy for spoilt brats like you to learn humility? Do I need to remind you once again that according to your parents, it is you who is the freak?" Before I knew what was happening, he had my arms behind my back and was yanking my hair down, forcing me to look at his eyes. "Do I need to remind you once again that until your term is over, you are fully under the control of Herveaux Institution?" I stood there with my mouth agape for a second, surprised by how forceful he was. But I recovered quickly. I stood smirking into his face and leant in close to him. "The last time I checked, this is a casual institution, not a prison or a school or a detention centre. I am fully allowed to run away." His eyes glittered with iciness. He quickly spun me around so that my back was pressed against his chest and his free hand on my stomach. "Look around, Victoria. What do you see?" "Your ugly face." There was a quick but sharp slap on my thighs. "Mountains, Victoria. Lots of mountains with absolutely no human civilisation." "I can ski." "During the summer?" "I'll work something out." "Tell me, what else do you see?" I grumbled under my breath, tired of his ways. I thought I was quiet about it, but apparently not because he slid his hand into my shorts and pressed his nail into my clit. I cried out ...