The Price of Power [MF] [Fantasy]

**CHAPTER 1**

**Revelry and Fate**

Nalan never really felt comfortable in his Finsternal robes. The thick red material was void of any interesting shape. It draped over him like a curtain and hung below his knees. It was awkward to walk in, awkward to sit in and was prone to cause itching in places where it directly touched skin.

“Well, I think it makes you look rather dashing,” teased Tanja, she had caught his doubtful glare in the dressing mirror. He eyed her back through the crisp reflection.

“If I manage to look dashing in this overly shaggy bathrobe, imagine how I’d look if I were dressed like an ordinary person instead of a twat.”

“Most ordinary people will be dressed like twats tonight, I guess.” she replied, turning to walk out of the room “and I’m glad you’re so concerned about your appearance, you’ve been cooped up in your own head. I think some social stimulation will do you some good! Maybe you’ll find a pretty young lady, and she’ll treat you to some other type of stimulation.”

Student/Teacher Relations Part 3 [mF] [inc] [reluc]

**Jessica**

 

My name is Jessica Lee, a 27 year old math teacher at a high school. Among the students in the final year class is my 19 year old brother, George. I’ve just woken up on a Saturday morning draped over him on the couch, with his finger up my asshole. This may seem like an unusual relationship between a siblings, or indeed a student and teacher, but it felt natural for us. As I lie here waiting for him to awaken, I think back on the weekend that started it all.

 

Two years ago our parents died in a car crash. It was no-ones fault, the ground was slick with ice, the night dark.. No-one to blame for the sudden disruption of our life. I had just completed the fifth year of my engineering degree. However, I gave up that dream and applied for a job at the school George attended. In part for his sake – I didn’t leave him and travel to a college 5 hours away. George protested at first of course, arguing that there was no way I should abandon my dream in chemical engineering, but eventually he accepted my decision. But more importantly my decision was because we needed a stable source of income now that our parents were gone.
Over the course of a year, we gradually picked ourselves back up again. I don’t think either us of could’ve without the help of the other. And while I was supposed the be the older sister, I found myself relying on Georges unexpected maturity and well of emotional strength.

Student/Teacher Relations Part 2 [mF] [inc]

The class quietened down and students quickly shuffled to their seats as the sound of Ms Jessica Lee’s high heels approached from the corridor. She entered, and walked over to her desk with such natural grace that no suspicions were raised that she had a toy wedged firmly in her butt. I knew it was there, of course. I had inserted it myself this morning, and I knew my sister well enough to know that she couldn’t resist playing along.

As the class started opening their books and preparing for the lesson, I faked a bored expression on my face as I internally studied her movements. She seemed just as she would be on any other day, but I noticed a slight flush in her usually pale cheeks. She was wearing a long blue skirt and a yellow shirt today, with her hair tied up in that scholarly fashion. Realizing I was daydreaming for too long, I causally opened my books as well. “Jake,” she said to the boy next to me, “You can start by giving us the first answer.” As the class went on, I half expected her to ask me a question, but to my surprise she seemed more restrained than usual, She ignored me completely.

Student/Teacher Relations part 1 [m][F]

The class quietened down and students quickly shuffled to their seats as the sound of Ms Jessica Lee’s high heels approached from the corridor. She entered, and paused in the doorway. Ms Lee was one of those teachers who (despite her petite size) commanded respect with few words, and the class silently began taking out their math textbooks. She crossed over to the chalkboard and began dusting off the old scribbles on its surface. I looked around and noticed Jake, my best friend eyeing her backside with a sly look in his eye.
“Dude, not cool” I said.
“oh shit sorry, can’t help myself.” He quickly replied as he looked away.
“How many times have I told you to stop perving on-”
“GEORGE!” I turned to the front to find most of the class looking at me, including Ms Lee, with a stern look on her face and her hands on her hips.
“I was just telling him-”
“Enough. Since yore so eager, perhaps you could tell us the answer to the first question of the homework.” I scowled and looked, down. I hadn’t completed yesterdays homework, as she very well knew.
“I.. don’t know”
“Why not?”
“I haven’t done it.”
“I haven’t done it?” she asked.
“I haven’t done it, Miss Lee.”
“Then perhaps you should leave the talking for those of us who are actually prepared to work. Sidney,” she added, looking to the back, “perhaps you can tell us?”

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