“Ok, who can tell me what’s wrong with the way Candi is posing here?”
“Ok, who can tell me what’s wrong with the way Candi is posing here?” A buxom blonde raised her hand. “Yes, Kelsey I think, isn’t it? No matter, you’ll be receiving a new name soon anyway.” Kelsey’s eyes fluttered, “Umm, she shouldn’t have her hands on her boobies like that should she?” Tom shook his head. “Incorrect, a good bimbo always tries to find ways to touch and play with her own tits.” He scanned the group of new graduates, almost all of whom had been plucked from their families less than a week after receiving their high school diplomas. He imagined where they would all end up once their time at the academy ended. Most would be sold off, but he wondered who among them would stay here, to assist with instructing new girls in the future, like Candi had. “Mr. Lane Sir?” A tall leggy brunette piped up from the back, her eyes were slightly glazed over. “I like, think there are a three things wrong. She should be like, opening her eyes so she can see who’s in front of her. Then, I don’t understand why her boobs are covered, I thought that was forbidden. And the last one…..oh yeah! Shouldn’t she be squeezing them tight together too?” “Very good! Excellent answer. What was your name again sweetheart?” “Ummm, I think….Tif….Tiffa……..Tiffi? Oh, no, it’s Tiffany!" Tom made a mental note to fast track Tiffany to the Finishing Campus, where each student had 24 hour one-on-one time with a single supervisor to make the final adjustments for life outside the academy. "Well Tiffany, you certainly earned your gold star today. She’s right girls, your eyes shouldn’t be shut unless your owner commands it. They almost always want to see the adoration in your eyes while you service them. And yes, unless permitted, your breasts should always remain uncovered. As far as squeezing them together, it is preferable, but if you are doing other productive things with your hands, it’s not essential.” The group stared at Tom and hung on his every word. A few nodded lazily. “Hey there Tom!” Tom spun around and saw a boyish looking teacher’s aide approaching. “Professor Bernard was wondering if he could bring this group in a little early. It’s their Brain Drain day and he says that the program always runs a little longer than the hour allows.” “Sure thing,” Tom replied, turning to his group. “Alright girls, today’s lesson is finished, go ahead and follow Mr…” “Jones Sir.” “Right, go and follow Mr. Jones here to your next lesson. Chip chap! You don’t want to be wasting Professor Bernard’s time.” He hastily scribbled a note about Tiffany and handed it to the TA, “Make sure Bernard reads this first before he fires up the Brain Drain.” Jones nodded and turned away, leading the group up the hill to the psychology building. Tom glanced at his watch and then turned to Candi, who had remained in her pose, not moving an inch. “Well Candi, we have a little extra time before the next class gets here. How about we sharpen up your oral skills?” Her eyes sprang open, “Really Sir!? You would do that for me? Thank you!” Tom smiled as he stepped towards her, “Of course! I’m always willing to help staff improve their performance. Now, I just love that pose, but I’d like you to kneel down, if you please.” Candi dropped to her knees and lovingly looked up at Tom, eager for their training session to begin. -- source link
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