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The Academy Ch 13

The Academy Ch 13

by atie_mae
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When I entered our private dining room I found David and Lorenzo standing in the corner in conversation. David's arms were crossed, and he didn't look happy. David gave Lorenzo a nod of dismissal and he disappeared.

"Why must you embarrass me like this!" David's accusation was directed towards me. It appeared Lorenzo had gone to David with the information I'd given him.

"Like what?" My sullen tone betrayed that I knew exactly what he was referring to, but at this stage, who cared.

"Lorenzo is my friend, you really think he would betray me to help you escape?"

I shrugged. "It was worth a try." I tried to sound flippant, like I hadn't just convinced myself I was free. Like I hadn't just been dealt a crushing blow. Like there wasn't a teeny tiny part of me that wasn't completely crushed. "What do you expect? You can't blame me for trying."

"I can blame you!" David's voice rose slightly and he paused to take a deep breath before continuing. "I can blame you! You are the one who did it! You are the only one to blame! And our deal's off now!" so much for a deal being a deal.

"Me? If you hadn't kidnapped me, I wouldn't have anything to escape from! You are to blame! You're the only one to blame! You! Well, you and perhaps my stepmother--"

"Your stepmother?"

"For selling me to you, but even then, no. You. You took advantage of her greed and... other faults... but you. This is all on you."

"About your step-mother--"

"No, you--"

"Kass--"

"What are you going to do? Punish me?" I spread my arms. "Have at it!" David sighed.

"You two, out." He nodded to the guards. The blond one, Matthew, moved to the door I'd been through earlier, but the other one didn't move. David shot him a look.

"Uh, boss, this room isn't exactly secure."

"Thank you for your concern, Geoff, I'll be fine."

"Just don't blame me if you lose an eye."

"Heh. I'll give it to you as a prize if I do."

"Well, I'll think about if it will taste better roasted or fried." David chuckled at this, and Geoff headed to the door through which we'd entered when we first arrived. Soon both guards had left, one guarding each exit.

"No more escaping." David glared at me.

"Sure. Where next? It's everyone rape Kass night now, isn't it? Great incentive not to escape."

"Love--"

"Don't

love

me! 'Cos for a start, you fucking don't."

"That's not fair--"

"Fair! Don't you talk to me about ommph--" His lips on mine cut me off mid-sentence. For a moment, I melted in his arms. But it was just a moment. Then I wiggled my arms in between us, pushed him back and slapped him.

"You have a point," he said.

"Just one?" I crossed my arms and gave him a death stare.

"Aye. If the deal's off, then no incentive for you to behave. So, deal is on. But, only one more chance. You try and escape just one more time, then it's off. Deal?" He didn't want me to embarrass him in front of his friends. I might be able to take this further.

"No."

"No?"

"No. Deal is I don't have to fuck anyone I don't want to. That includes everything. No pussy, no arse, no mouth, no nothing!"

"No touching at all?" he asked.

"Not unless I want to. Which I probably won't." I gave a little shrug. David looked at me and was silent for a bit.

"Yeah, sure. If that's what you want. I can't guarantee mind, but you can direct anyone to me if they don't respect your wishes. But you must behave." His tone was level but his face looked somewhat defeated. Had I just won?

"Fine."

"And remember, you try and escape, and the deal is off."

"I remember."

Promises or no promises, the guards ensured I had no chance to escape when they took me back to the car and soon we were driving goodness-knows-where. We parked on the road and the guards escorted me out. The path to the house was long and dimly lit along the way, leading through the front garden and over a small creek. As we approached I saw the house was situated on a deep slope, sloping away from the road. We'd enter on the ground floor from our perspective, but there was what looked like two floors underneath. Already I could hear the deep base of music playing, but I couldn't see inside. All the windows had the curtains drawn, with the occasional chink of light spilling out here and there. Hopefully it was just the windows on this side, the other side of the house looked like it must have a hell of a view, provided much could be seen of it in the dark.

At the door stood a buff looking man who I guess was a security guard. David must have been known to him, as he opened the door just before we reached it and wordlessly gestured for us to enter. The music which I'd heard from a distance was louder now, spilling out the door into the night's air.

"You two might want to keep him company," David said to his two guards.

"We don't mind coming in," one of them said with a grin.

"Ah, I'm sure you wouldn't." David took my hand, led me in then closed the door behind us.

There was a short hallway, with a door to the right and an archway to the left, We went through the archway and found ourselves in a large room. Though physically large, it felt close and cramped. The music was loud, thudding through the air which was thick with smoke. I smelt cigarette smoke and incense, but I wondered if they might also be smoking something else too because it seemed like that sort of place.

The room was dotted with sofas and lounging chairs, many of which already had people draped over them. And draped over the people were... other people. Not far from me a woman sat with her legs spread, and she would have been showing off her goods to the whole room if it weren't for the two women knelt between her legs, licking and kissing her. A man sat next to her, paying quite a bit of attention to her breasts, which were very visible as her dress was pushed down to around her waist.

Off to the side there was a bar, with a topless woman behind serving drinks. There was also a long table near the bar with an assortment of drinks and nibbles already laid out.

A man approached us, making a beeline for David. He was tall and athletic looking. He wore tight trousers and an open front shirt which revealed a smooth, muscular chest.

"I'm glad you could make it!" he greeted David. His smile revealed very white, straight teeth. "And you bought a friend?" The man glanced at me briefly.

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"Ah," David glanced at me. "Yes, this is one of my students. Kassandra. No one fucks her without my say-so."

"Oh?" The man took a second look at me, as if trying to work out why I'd be off-limits in a place like this.

"Heh. She's a virgin and I have plans for... ahha, you know." David gave him a little sly smile.

"I see. Just, I can't make any guarantees..."

"It'll be fine!" David waved his hand dismissively.

"God!" A feminine voice called over the general noise of the room. I looked to see the woman, naked but for a golden chain she wore around her waist, lounging on a settee. "Ravish me!" She cried in a rather over-the-top tone. David grinned at the man.

"Ah, I have business to deal with."

"Enjoy it!" The man turned and then walked away, chuckling a little.

"Well, enjoy yourself," David said to me. "Remember, no trying to escape!"

"Enjoy myself?" Was he going to ditch me to ravish the naked woman who'd just begged him to?

"You know. Mingle. Grab a drink. Do whatever it is you want to do but can't because there's teachers and shit. You know. Relax." And with that, he gave me a cheeky smile then turned his attentions to the naked woman who'd called him before.

"Lick my pussy!" she begged, spreading her legs.

"What a greeting! But not so fast! I do recall you owe me a massage."

David grabbed the woman by her legs and twisted her off the settee onto the floor, where she fell with a thump and a giggle. He then pulled off his shirt and threw himself face down onto the settee and cried," Massage me!" in the same over-the-top tone she'd used earlier. Urgh. I knew that whatever David and I had, was far from exclusive, but that wasn't to mean I was going to stand here and watch

that.

I wandered around. David had said a night out meant fucking, and this was some wild sex party for sure. Couples, groups, people playing solo. Everyone was enjoying themselves in the throws of lust, and also appeared to enjoy putting on a show for whoever wanted to watch. It was hard to know where to rest my eyes. Watching felt wrong, but so did adverting my gaze.

"Hey!" The voice belonged to a blond woman to my right. She was cuddled up on an armchair with a brunette woman and they were both in a state of undress. "You're the one who arrived with God himself, aren't you?" God himself? For fucks sake...

"David SΓ²ng you mean? Yeah."

"Is he... you know...?" The blond gave me a meaningful look.

"Umm... no...?"

"I think Ellie wants to know if he's as good at eating pussy as people say," the brunette extrapolated.

"Oh." I felt my face growing a little warm. Of all the absurd questions... but in a place like this, why not? "Uh, yeah. Sure."

"Ohhhh!" Ellie's remark here seemed more connected to the fact her companion had just enveloped her nipple in her mouth. "I would that he'd notice me enough one day to find out." The brunette pulled her head away from Ellie's breast, still sucking. Eventually the nipple came out of her mouth with a slight

pop.

"You wanna join us?" The brunette asked. I shook my head. She went back to paying attention to Ellie's breast and I slipped away.

The atmosphere of the room was really starting to get to me. The air was thick, the smoke was making me feel a little dizzy, music thrummed in my head and I swear I could taste the lust-filled sweat. I wandered a little aimlessly, pausing to look absentmindedly at two men just... doing it. I'd never seen two men have sex before, though of course I understood the mechanics.

"Hey girl," The one having his bottom penetrated said to me. "Want to give little Johnny some attention?" He gestured towards his dick, swinging underneath him as he was getting railed from behind. I shook my head and slunk off. Was there no safe place to rest my eyes in here?

"Hey!" a guy appeared in front of me. He was fully dressed, about my age, and kinda cute. "You look like you need some fresh air!" He grabbed my elbow and dragged me away. I tried to protest, but was too groggy to really say anything so I just followed along. He led me out of the room, down a corridor, and then he pulled open a sliding glass door. The fresh air hit me as we stepped onto the balcony and I gulped it down. He shut the door after us, dimming the music to a quiet thudding.

"Sorry to just kidnap you off like that," he said. "Just, you looked how I felt and I sure needed some fresh air. Water?" He held two water bottles in one of his hands and offered me one. "They're sealed," he said, "so I thought they at least would be safe. People were doing more than pot in there, I thought it best not to trust anything unsealed." My head was clearing quickly, and I took in my surroundings a bit more. The guy spoke with an American accent, he had blond hair that flopped over his eyes which were a piercing blue. The balcony we stood on was situated at the back of the house, relative to where I'd entered. I could see the tops of trees underneath and the twinkling of lights in the distance. Even at night-time, it was a rather nice view.

"Thanks," I said, taking the bottle. The lid did indeed snap when I opened it, showing it was a regular sealed bottle, and I took a long drink. "Feeling better already," I said. "And yeah, I feel better about the bottle being sealed too."

"Oh, good to hear I'm not just being paranoid!" He said with a laugh. He had a nice smile.

"Well, if you are, so am I!" I joked. "But no, I don't think you are." After all, how many times had I been drugged without knowing? But this guy being worried about being drugged suggested that perhaps he, like me, wasn't here willingly. Who was he? "I'm Kass," I introduced myself.

"Josh," He stuck out his hand and I shook it. He had a firm, warm handshake. "Um, sorry." He pulled back his hand, breaking the handshake early. "I don't know if a handshake is too formal or here or...?" He shrugged, looking unsure of himself and awkward. He was right though, a handshake did seem rather out of place compared to what was going on inside.

"Yeah, I think we're meant to fuck or something." Oh, cringe! Had I just said that aloud? "Um, that came out wrong," I blurted out, trying to claw back some dignity. "I just meant... you know..." I gestured inside. Josh laughed.

"Yeah, I get it," he said. "It's a bit... intense... in there."

"Intense is one word for it," I said. I wanted to find out more about him, and why he was there. He might be a potential ally, and David had, after all, said to mingle. "So, you from the states?" I asked, for lack of a better place to start.

"Yeah, Oklahoma." The sum of my knowledge of Oklahoma was contained in the musical by the same name, but I thought it best not to admit to that.

"What are you doing over here?"

"Business trip--"

"How old are you?" and how do you get a job which sends you on overseas business trips was my next question. Hopefully the answer wasn't that his business was the same as David's, but if it was, I needed to know.

"I'm twenty-one. No, it's not my business trip, it's my dad's. He says I'm a man now, got to learn about the company, follow in his footsteps, blah blah bah and so he brought me on one of his trips."

"Oh, that makes more sense. I was about to ask how does someone not much older than me get a job that sends you halfway around the world, and what sort of job that is."

"Yeah, Dad's in Oil." Josh took a sip of his water.

"Having a good time?" I asked.

"Nah, not really. Father-son time with Dad is never really..."

"You don't get on?"

Josh shook his head. "Nah, he can be a bit of a jerk."

"How so?"

"Well..." Josh took another sip of water. "See, I'm named after my Dad.

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Joshua Lamton Jr."

"Wait! You mean

the

Joshua Lamton, of Lamton oil?"

"Yeah. If you've heard of him, then maybe you know what a jerk he can be." I had heard of him, but not just from the newspapers or tabloids. Daddy used to know him. They hadn't been friends, far from it. My father had mentioned Lamton a small handful of times, and never in a favourable light. He'd had some business dealings with him, though I didn't know exactly what.

"Yeah, I've heard of him." Did I mention that Daddy had known his father? Best not. Josh had said his father was a jerk, but family is family and I didn't know how an 'Actually, my dad knew yours and hated him' would go down.

"Yeah, well."

There was an awkward pause.

"So what brought him here?" I asked.

"Some guy he wanted to meet is here. Also, I think he... um... enjoys it." Josh made a disgusted look. "I'm kinda trying to stay away, don't wanna risk seeing my dad... you know... that would be gross."

"Yeah, ewww," I agreed.

"Is this... sorry if this is a rude question, but is this your first time here?" Josh asked.

"Yeah, it is."

"Oh, I wondered, because you looked as overwhelmed as me, but then I remembered you arrived with that chink, didn't you?" His casual use of

chink

made me feel uncomfortable, but maybe it was acceptable in the states? At any rate, I wasn't going to start a debate with someone who might be able to help me.

"Yeah," I answered.

"My dad said he's some important bigwig, introduced me to him earlier. He said I wasn't allowed to... um..." Josh suddenly looked a bit uncomfortable, or embarrassed; moving from one foot to the other and breaking eye contact with me.

"Yes?" I prompted.

"Just, I thought it a little strange in a place like this, but he said I wasn't allowed to... you know..." He jerked his head towards the inside.

"Ah, not allowed to fuck me?" I supplied.

"Yeah. Not that I was wanting to... uh, I mean, not that there's anything wrong with-- I mean, what I'm saying is I wasn't trying to yet in your pants or anything." Poor guy was starting to look very flushed now.

"Yeah, I get it, it's fine," I said. Because saying

Actually, I'm not wearing pants

would only add further to his embarrassment and I needed to turn the topic back to why I'd come with David. "I--" great, where did I start?

Hey, look, you're really cute and all, but I've been kidnapped and being forced to become a sex slave, can you help me out?

Was one hell of an opening line. David's threat of what would happen if I tried to escape again weighed over me, but I could trust Josh, right? It sounded like Josh didn't really know who David was.

"Yes?" he prompted.

"I-- you have your phone on you?" is what came out.

"Nah. My dad made me leave it behind." He looked a bit ticked off about it. "You?"

"No I haven't had access to it for weeks..."

"Weeks?"

"I-- well-- I've been kidnapped." My story came out in faltering, jumbled sentences. But as I told it I gained confidence and it came out a bit more coherently. Until I burst into tears and ended up a sobbing mess in his arms, with my head resting on his firm chest.

"Shit, Kass, I don't know what to say." He held me a little longer. "No wonder you asked if I had me phone on me." My sobs had mostly subsided now and he released me from his embrace to dig around in his pockets. Reluctantly I moved away from his chest as his hand emerged with a crumpled tissue. "It is clean," he said, offering it to me. It was one of the nice thick ones. As I cleaned myself up with it the best I could, he asked "What can you tell me about the location of the academy?"

"Nothing, really nothing at all. Just there's some woods nearby and something else, possibly some private sort of educational facility for young men.

"I mean, I can call the cops as soon as I can get back to my phone, but it's not much to go on. And it would have to be an anonymous tip-off, I really can't let my dad know... what I'm saying is, I can't be sure they'll fine you."

"But it's more hope than I've ever had before!" I encouraged him. "Really!"

"Yes, but it could be useless. Here, look up." He turned his attention to my face and helped me clean the smudges under my eyes. "There, doesn't even look like you've been crying." I returned his smile. "And what if the cops are in on it?"

"Huh?"

"Well, he's a powerful man, that Mr Song guy, right?" He was. And what was more likely? That word of the academy had never reached any official, ever? Or that it had, and David had paid them off.

"Honestly, I never thought of that."

"You're not being watched closely here--"

"A failed escape attempt would be bad though, I told you what he said!"

"True, but isn't that going to be the rest of your life if you don't try?"

"I know..." In truth, I couldn't really picture what the rest of my life could look like. Escape seemed the only future I could imagine. It had to happen. "But, any ideas? I can't just walk out the front door."

"I'll need time to think. My dad's got his phone on him, I might be able to-- oh, don't turn around, but that Song guy's in the hallway. He hasn't looked this way yet, but when he does he'll see us."

"We need to look like we're not planning an escape attem--mmmmph" Josh cut my words off with a kiss, and once again I allowed him to envelope me in his embrace.

"Is that all right?" He murmured in my ear, breaking the kiss only briefly.

"Mmmm... good plan..." What David would think of me sneaking off for a snog I didn't know, but hopefully his first thought wouldn't be that I was planning another escape attempt.

Josh had one arm wrapped around my upper body, holding me close, and his other hand rested on my lower back. Slowly, he moved it lower. Down, over the curve of my bottom until it rested on my upper thigh. David hadn't interrupted us yet. Would he? Or would he see what we were up to and leave us to it? I wanted to sneak a look but didn't want him knowing I knew he was there. Gently, I felt Josh runching up the fabric of my dress until I felt his hand touch bare skin. His hand was warm and it traced a path up the back of my thigh. He broke the kiss.

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