Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Damien looked out from the window of his room , his eyes scanned the grounds of the school. His parents sent him off to the boarding school in hopes that they would tame him but so far they did not know what to do with him. Ever since he hit his teens he had found himself falling more and more into the darker side of him. He chuckled for of course his parents would have to send him to a catholic one. He refused to cut his hair and the black strands fell several inches past his shoulders. Not heavily muscled but the seventeen year olds body was well in shape.
Really he did so to help with his control over the whip and flogger. It was to the point were he could just slice threw a sheet of paper cleaning without touching the one behind it. Hidden in his bag were a few implements of his dark sexual needs. One that so far he had not found a release for. In a way he wished his parents lived closer but they didn't so he was stuck in the school 24/7.. And he really could not think of anyone that would take him in.
Sighing he looked at the clock and headed to the door. He had an appointment to keep with the schools new councilor. He wasn't looking forward to it muttering under his breath as he moved threw the stone hallways. He could swear this thing had to be biult centuries ago. As of late he had been sneaking out at night seeing if he could find secret rooms or something. With a shrug the leather of vest creaked. He wore it over the wrinkled white shirt. The thin leather tie swung with his movements while his steel toed black boots clicked upon the floor. the only other thing close to dress code was the black slacks he wore. but like the rest of him unkempt. He knocked on the door hoping that she had forgotten and he could go back to his room
Really he did so to help with his control over the whip and flogger. It was to the point were he could just slice threw a sheet of paper cleaning without touching the one behind it. Hidden in his bag were a few implements of his dark sexual needs. One that so far he had not found a release for. In a way he wished his parents lived closer but they didn't so he was stuck in the school 24/7.. And he really could not think of anyone that would take him in.
Sighing he looked at the clock and headed to the door. He had an appointment to keep with the schools new councilor. He wasn't looking forward to it muttering under his breath as he moved threw the stone hallways. He could swear this thing had to be biult centuries ago. As of late he had been sneaking out at night seeing if he could find secret rooms or something. With a shrug the leather of vest creaked. He wore it over the wrinkled white shirt. The thin leather tie swung with his movements while his steel toed black boots clicked upon the floor. the only other thing close to dress code was the black slacks he wore. but like the rest of him unkempt. He knocked on the door hoping that she had forgotten and he could go back to his room