Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Has Kevin sat at his desk he studied the latest batch of questionnaires that he had been given. Every term there was a new set of unruly girls sent to the scjool by parents who wanted them tamed so to speak, using any method needed. All girls were required to fill out a form with questions designed to shiw what they liked sexually and what limits they had, from a questionnaire Kevin could deduce exactly what it was that made a girl tick and what it was that would break her and all the steps he would take along the journey to taming a rebellious soul. Has he shifted through the latest applicants one application stood out, most girls tended to give the same answers exposing their low pain and pleasure thresholds and just how weak their will was, yet not this one she seemed to be made of sterner stuff and it seemed it would be more of a challenge to break her. Obviously she would be broken that was inevitable, however the fight she would put up would be great to watch and even more satisfying when he quelled the rebellion in her.
Kevin was a tall man 6"1 and very well built. His taylored suit clung to his muscular figure showing off the physical power he had whilst also ensuring that he had a look of power that transcended into something more, a power over minds and over emotions and thoughts. Their was a reason he was so good at breaking these women, it wasn't physical power that broke them although that certainly helped, it was getting in their heads that always left them reeling. He smartened his suit out sitting high in his chair ready to make an impression. "Send applicant number five in." He spoke into the intercom to his secretary. With every applicant that aas to be successful, they had to do an interview so to speak, showcasing why they should be at this school. All interviews went the same way though and became intiation tests rather than spoken forms of interviews.
Kevin was a tall man 6"1 and very well built. His taylored suit clung to his muscular figure showing off the physical power he had whilst also ensuring that he had a look of power that transcended into something more, a power over minds and over emotions and thoughts. Their was a reason he was so good at breaking these women, it wasn't physical power that broke them although that certainly helped, it was getting in their heads that always left them reeling. He smartened his suit out sitting high in his chair ready to make an impression. "Send applicant number five in." He spoke into the intercom to his secretary. With every applicant that aas to be successful, they had to do an interview so to speak, showcasing why they should be at this school. All interviews went the same way though and became intiation tests rather than spoken forms of interviews.
