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"Nineteen Mistress Claire!" Derek squeaked out, as the crop traced over his backside. He squirmed in his leather bonds, the unfamiliar sensation of his full body body rubber catsuit moving in time with him. But the armbinder and other leather straps held firm, merely providing a show to Mistress Claire behind him.

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"Twenty Mistress Claire!" He slumped forward as she chuckled behind him, the crop easing down to trace the contours of his legs.

"That's a good boy." She pressed herself up to him, "Now, what's my name again?"

"Mistress Claire," Derek quickly replied, still slumped over.

"What am I to the school?"

"The head librarian Mistress."

"What am I to you?" He could tell from her voice how pleased she was with herself. He moaned a little,

"My...my owner, Mistress." She gripped his rear with one hand, using the other to pull his head back so that his ear touched her lips,

"And don't ever make the mistake of forgetting that ever again." She straightened up. Then was back, "Open up slave."

Derek moaned as he opened his mouth. He had barely gone a moment without some manner of gag since the auction. He moaned again as the ball gag slotted firmly into his mouth.

"Now, before your little outburst I was talking about your time with me..." Claire paced around in front of him, clipping a leash to his collar and pulling him up and away from the bondage horse he had been bent over. Derek had no choice but to follow along behind her leather clad, enticingly swaying ass. Hr moaned again into his gag, and she chuckled as she gave the leash a teasing tug. He followed her along to a luxurious looking leather couch. She settled herself onto it, splaying out her booted feet, and then pulled him onto her lap. He moaned as her hands groped at him, running along his sides and stomach.

"Where was I...?" She tweaked a nipple through his suit, making him squeal into his gag. She did it again with a chuckle, eyeing him up, "...Ah yes. Your status. Well, my sweet little Derek, I bought you to own you. Oh yes, it was a nice little charity auction. And the others who were bound and sold will be released back into the care of the sorority. They'll spend another week or two as servants in the sorority house, usually bound and dressed as maids, and then be done with the whole thing. A fun little excursion that they'll be able to fondly look back on."

Claire shook her head, then brought Derek's own down to meet her lips, kissing his gagged mouth with a tender heat that sent his mind reeling, "Not for you though. My last pet started the same way as you. Cute little thing, always had her nose in books. Got into a bit of a bidding war with one of the English professors, but managed in the end." She was stroking Derek's back and shoulders now, almost crooning the words to him, "Once I had her back here, dressed up in leather, I gave her the ground rules I just gave you. And I told her, what I'm telling you now: You are my pet. My bondage slave. From this moment, until you graduate from the school. When I allow you out on campus, you will be in chastity, with a collar around your neck." 

She held up a collar. It was thick black leather, with a tag dangling from it which read Property of the Library. If Found, Please Return to Miss Claire. She grinned at him, "Alternatively, we can get you shifted into online classes. That way, you don't have to be seen like that, and I can keep you here with me." Derek flushed scarlet, and she giggled before kissing him again. She set the collar to one side, giving the one he was already wearing a small tug. That one was even more on the nose, its tag of Property of Mistress Claire quite prominently displayed.

"Anyway, my last pet stayed with me after a month of trying outside classes. She started out in the cage I showed you earlier but eventually, after she demonstrated a real knack for her new position, she earned a place in my bed. Still bound of course, bondage will always be a part of your life with me as it was with her, but she got to snuggle with me instead of curling up in a cage by herself. You'll learn, as she did, to cook and clean. I'll teach you discipline, self control, and give you a darn good work ethic. By the end of her time with me, she was a model student. I even have her graduation photoset that she and I did together. I'll show you them sometime. The vanilla and the kinky ones." Claire grinned as Derek blushed again, taking a moment to give him another deep kiss on his gag.

"So that's it pet. Your old university life, what you had of it, is over. Until its time for you to walk across that stage, I own you. I will train you, educate you, and better you." Claire groped his chest, tweaking his nipples again to more moans from Derek, "I am your self-appointed Improvement guru, my sweet Derek. I have never had a student fail my particular style of education." Her hand found his rigid cock and began to stroke it through the rubber of the catsuit, "I am going to enjoy training you. Perhaps I'll even have Lilly come back to visit so you can chat with her about my program. But for now," Claire's eyes glinted as her grin widened, "Let's give you a full intro to your new bondage life..."