Becoming The Teachers Pet Ch 03

"Anchor Amy! Anchor Amy!"

It was all she could hear. Running quickly down an endless corridor, dozens of people screaming her old nickname relentlessly and without remorse. "CLAIRE!" She screams frantically searching the crowd trying to find Claire but with no success. Finally she sees a familiar door with the sign 'Ms. Parker Room 203' rushing forward she turns the knob but the door is stuck.

"Anchor Amy! Anchor Amy!"

The crowd is closing in around her as she desperately bangs on the door, "Ms. Parker please let me in I need you!" She screams but the crowd overshadows her.

"Anchor Amy! Anchor Amy!"

Over and over she tries everything to get the door open but it's to late she can feels everyone's hands starting to grab her, shaking her hard. "CLAIRE WHERE ARE YOU!"

Bolting upright drenched in sweat Amelia desperately scans the room but is unable to find her former teacher. Still in a panic she jumps up from the bed shouting,"CLAIRE!" practically ripping the door off it's hinges going into the hallway. Hearing faint music Amelia runs towards the source, heart beating like a drum, not caring that she is completely naked.

Unfamiliar with the house it takes her a moment to find her way until eventually she sees the raven haired woman of her dreams quietly humming while cooking up a storm on stove. Turning around she smiles brightly, "Morning Peanut I hope your --" Pausing upon seeing the look of distress on her face. "Sweetie what's wrong?"

The anxiety becomes to much for her, immediately falling to the floor, sobbing, "I couldn't find you, I couldn't find you!" She wails loudly unable to say anything else, trapped in her panic attack like she's caught in a loop.

Rushing over, Claire wraps her arms tightly around the distressed girl. "I'm here Amy I'm right here." Cooing softly until her breathing steadies and Amelia passes out in her arms.

"Oh god I'm so embarrassed," says Amelia looking down at the floor more humiliated by her actions then from anything she has done in the last 24 hours, even being naked in Claire's kitchen pales in comparison.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, lot's of people have anxiety Amy," Gently rubbing the poor girls back doing her best to keep her calm, "do you mind me asking what caused it?" Her eyebrow raised inquisitively.

Begrudgingly, Amelia tells Claire of her dream which further increases her embarrassment, "I'm sorry I just was being dumb." Her lip wobbles trying to keep her emotions in check.

"You are not dumb," says Claire so sternly it sends a shiver down Amelia's spine. "You are a smart, kind, amazing little girl," her praises filling Amelia with a sense of warmth that she wishes would never go away."But you are just that......a little girl."

Gently taking her by the hand, Claire stands,"Come with me." Quietly, Amy follows, lost in a daze of embarrassment at her behavior despite Claire's reassurance, before she realizes she's standing in front of a bright pink door. Claire opens it and gently ushers Amelia inside, stifling a giggle when the girls jaw drop's almost to the floor.

Amelia was stunned. The room is massive, easily double the size the shoddy one bedroom she rents. With paint that matches the door the room is a pink paradise, the closet stuffed to the gills with a frills and lace and all along the back wall is every instrument of torment Amelia could imagine. The bed, the furniture, everything. There's so much that she can't take it all in at once.

"What....what is this?" She asks tentatively, unable to pry her eyes away.

"This," Claire replies, "is where my Clients usually stay when they are sent here." She explains.

Claire has clients? It takes her a moment to fill in the blanks before she blurts out, "You're a professional Domme?" Sounding like a flustered little girl.

"Yes," Smirks Claire gleefully, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. "My employers occasionally use My services when their charges need some extra correction." The smirk intensifying seeing the dumbstruck look on Amelia's face.

She can't help but feel incredibly jealous, imagining all those other little's being in this room with Claire. All of them more experienced then her maybe even prettier then her. So lost in her negativity she almost misses what Claire says next.

"But now it's going to be for one little girl, My little girl, you as a matter of fact," rising up from the bed she reaches into her pocket and pulls out Amelia's cellphone, "I'm going to call your Job and give notice then I'm going to call your landlord for the same." her tone more serious then ever. "Then we can discuss the details later after we get your things from your place."

Seeing her phone in Claire's hand snaps Amelia back to her senses. At first panicking, seeing someone have her phone, then not believing what she heard because it was almost to preposterous to imagine, she's an adult you can't just say your going to move someone into their home, isn't that basically kidnapping? But the more it raced through her mind the more appealing it became. The last 2 years have been incredibly hard, after her dad kicked her out she had been working nonstop to build a life. But even after all that time and effort she still only worked at a gas station and lived in a slum.

Looking at Claire she realized how much She missed the structure of high-school, of home, of having someone there for you to care and keep you accountable. And here it was being offered on a silver platter, so why was she so nervous? Was it because she was still clinging to the idea that she could still make it all work? or was it because of who held the platter? No, she was afraid she would screw it all up. That it would go wrong like everything else always did. She was even about to argue, defiantly saying that No! She was an adult dammit. But before she could utter a syllable Claire puts a hand on her shoulder, oh crap how long had she been standing there silent?

"This isn't up for discussion either," her tone softening significantly shaking her phone in the air. "I checked your address, there's no way I'm letting you go back there. I made you a promise last night that I fully intend to keep."

Amelia quietly whispers, "You'll take care of me......you'll keep me safe." The words spoken after their first kiss filling her mind. "You really meant that didn't you?"

"Every single word baby girl," Claire replies with all the warmth in the world.

It had been along time since she had felt this level of genuine care and affection, her whole body began trembling hard, flinging herself forward she buries her face into Claire's chest sobbing uncontrollably, "YES, YES PLEASE, THANK YOU!, THANK YOU!, THANK YOU!" She repeats over and over, sinking deeper and deeper into Claire. Nothing else in the world mattering in that moment.

A few tender moments pass between the newly formed couple, each not wanting to be the first to let go. Relenting, Claire takes the initiative, pulling away slightly, looking down with misty eyes, using her thumb to wipe the tears from Amelia's eyes.

Looking up Amelia smiles, "So what now?" Any trace of anxiety and doubt gone.

"Well first things first, someone needs to get dressed." Teases Claire poking Amelia's soft tummy

Amelia looks down, mortified, her whole body turns scarlet."Eeeek!" she gasps before lifting her arms up to cover herself, causing her new lover to giggle tremendously.

"Oh I think we're long past modesty My little peanut." Leaning in close she whispers, "but I love how easily you get embarrassed, I'm going to have a lot of fun with that information." Which only makes Amelia's shade of red deepen. "I should have a few things in your size, we'll have to take you shopping in a few days." Finishes Claire who starts digging into the large array of ruffled and frilly clothing.

The mention of new clothes is all it takes to make Amelia forget about her nudity. "I get new clothes!?" Sounding excited, having not been able to treat herself to so much as a new pair of socks in 2 years.

"Of course, no little girl of mine is going to walk around looking like a bum," Replies Claire just as she frees a box from the jumbled mess of a closet. "I should have enough here to tie you over until we can move your stuff here." Plopping the box down she rips into it exposing a sea of soft clothing.

Claire lays out before her a white and pink striped sweater, a pure white skirt covered in multi colored teddy bears along with matching ankle socks. And to tie the ensemble together a pair of adorable panties with the words "Mommas girl" written across the bottom, in bright red letters.

Amelia can't help but stare at the childish outfit with amazement, shyly asking,"Ar-ar-are you sure" she stutters,"I don't wanna ruin it or anything." Knowing these kinds of clothes can cost a pretty penny.

Without even bothering to answer her question Claire is already down on one knee taking the adorable panties and sliding her ankles around them, before pulling them snugly against her plump bottom, the words 'Momma's girl' wobbling with her cheeks, Claire couldn't help finishing off with a playful spank,"No fussing."

One by one the layers of pink and white are gently draped over her frame, the sweater and socks complimenting each other perfectly, while the skirt is to die for. Lastly Claire takes her blonde locks and after several minutes of tugging and pulling, fashions them into a double fish tail braid.

Spun on her heels towards a full length mirror Claire announces, "Voila!" And Amelia can hardly recognize the person reflected back at her. Reaching up to the mirror in disbelief, Its like she's become the fantasy version of her self, she could easily pass for 15. "Is....is this really me?" whispering quietly, almost to afraid to ask in fear that this is all a dream that'll end if she did.

"Were you expecting the easter bunny?" Jokes Claire wrapping her arms around Ameilia. "But yes, this is all you baby girl." her voice full of warmth whispering into her ear.

Amelia's lip begins to tremble, she can't remember the last time she has felt this cared for and loved. Finally, the dam breaks, turning around, sobbing into Claire's chest she repeatedly wails, "THANK YOU! THANK YOU!,THANK YOU!" All the worry and stress of her life melting away in Claire's arms.

"I promise I'll be the best little girl you've ever had," looking up with tear stained eyes to a smirking ClaireClaire gently leans down, their lips meet and electricity seems to fill the air, pulling away Claire smiles simply saying, "Welcome home Amelia.