A Deliquent's Delight! (Closed for Azulight)

[The_PG]

Rodney Poole was excited about school. This was very unusual for Rodney because all of his teachers thought he hated it. They would have been right if they had said that in his freshman year, and certainly they would have been right if they said that during his sophomore year. And they especially would have been correct if they had said that his junior year when it was nothing but test, test, test, test and test again! He had grown a reputation through those three years and this was what teachers always would say about him, "Bright kid! Troublemaker though... Needs to find something he enjoys other then causing trouble and annoying teachers. Very brilliant, could easily go to any college he chooses. Just unmotivated."

They were all correct. Rodney absolutely hated his first three years of school, but he never failed a class. Though he often pulled D's or C's out of his ass at the end of the year when it looked like he would be failing by acing a final or two major tests. He scored off the charts on the SATs and ACTs in his junior year and seemed to have calmed down towards the end of it, for one reason or another. No teacher could really put their finger on why he had mellowed out, it was just that he had. Or so they thought, again, they had quite underestimated Rodney Poole.

At some point during the second half of his junior year in high school he had heard about the foreign exchange program. More importantly he saw a picture of the exchange student that would be attending the following year. His senior year. Immediately he went on his best behavior as he tried to get himself selected as the students "buddy" or "tutor." His efforts exceeded a hundred times better then he thought. The principal of the prestigious Woodville academy even gave Rodney a very light schedule his senior year so that he could spend most of his time dealing with the exchange student when she arrived. He really only had English and Calculus to deal with, all of his other classes were gym or study periods. This worked for Rodney, as he planned on spending plenty of 'time' with the new student. In fact the principal had gone even further, talking to several colleges and having them agree to let Rodney become a Teacher's Assistant in some of the foreign exchange students classes. He would be earning college credits by helping her through her first year in high school.

Rodney couldn't wait. He was nervously shifting from foot to foot. His dark red hair was neatly gelled into spikes. Around his forehead was a black bandanna that he wore just about everywhere even though it was against school uniform. The principal had agreed to this only after he saw the tattoo Rodney had across his forehead in artsy blood lettering. The word was, of course, "Badass!" He was a fairly average height, standing at five-ten, but he had broad, thick shoulders that were perfect for swimming which was the only sport he did. His eyes were an extremely unique yellow that made him look like an animal early in the morning if he was pissed off. Right now he was wearing the impressive school honor uniform. A tan shirt with blood red lettering across the chest and back. Black paints with the same red stripes down the leggings, shining black boots. He was eagerly searching the crowded bus as it pulled into the station, looking for the sweet little piece of ass that was going to be his, all his own, for the next year!

 

[Azulight]

Hitagi Takei sat on the bus as it drove through the city towards the academy. She had arrived from Japan barely a week ago, and was still adjusting to where she was staying when school started up. She looked out the window as buildings passed by. She knew she was a good student, she was smart and was near the top of the class in middle school. However, she was nervous, she was expected to maintain a high GPA, as it was a requirement for the exchange program and she didn't know how tough the schools were here. While nervous, she was a bit relieved though, the acadamy had arranged for a tutor for her, to help her with her english, and get her acustom to things.

Hitagi sighed, closing her eyes. She was never that popular in middle school. While she had her friends, she never saw any of them outside of school hours. Her parents were very demanding of her, she had spent most of her time studying, or helping her mother around the house and in the kitchen. All this left her shy, and even worse, she was in a new country and only barely spoke the language. She was uncertain about attending the academy, while she wanted to change, and hopefully make some good friends, she was worried about fitting in. Again, the news about the tutor had cheered her up a bit, but only a abit.

The bus arrived, and people were piling off when Hitagi snapped back to reality. She stood up, grabbed her backpack, and made her way off the bus. The first view of Hitagi Rodney would get was of a rather short Japanese girl. Hitagi had straight, black hair that drapped over her shoulders, down to the mid of her back. She wore simple glasses, that sat infront of hazel eyes. As she stepped off the bus, Rodney would notice that Hitagi hadn't been sent, or picked up her uniform yet, and her small frame was clad in white blouse, grey and black plaid skirt, thighhigh stockings, and runners. She stepped aside and let the others continue off the bus as she cluelessly looked around. She looked nervous, and she fidgeted as her gaze met with Rodney's several times. As the stream of people off the bus slowed down, Hitagi slowly approached Rodney, "Hello, I am Hitagi Takei." She had an accent, and she struggled a bit with her words. She hadn't met Rodney's gaze either.

 

[The_PG]

It was all Rodney could do to refrain from licking his lips out in public like this. He spotted her immediately as she stepped from the tourist bus. Short, perky, beautiful face, and a darkness that hung over her because of her silky raven hair. Her outfit was amazing, but he couldn't wait to see her in one of the school's traditional outfits. The skirts were a little shorter strangely enough, and the stockings too! Her picture had done her justice, and it was certainly a lip licking worthiness. As she approached him he stood a bit straighter, and brightened his smile fractionally. Her tender greeting was strangely enough to send shivers through his body, so innocent, so nervous, so... Cute. "Hey, welcome to Woodville. You got a bag?" He asked, looking past her at the massive underside of the bus bloated with such bags. She only nodded, he gave a small chuckle that was neither friendly, nor evil, "Which one?" She pointed and he quickly swooped in to grab the bag. It was medium sized and not too heavy. He hoisted it easily, he'd never grown out of the habit of showing off his strength, and he figured it tabbed him as somewhat of a gentleman. At least for now, she'd find out later what he really was.

"Well I've got your room number, and we can put your stuff there while all these cats wait for their ID cards. We can get yours after the rush. Follow along!" His large form broke through the crowds like an icebreaker, and Hitagi's small form followed nimbly behind him, dodging any stray people who broke between them. Once they had got to the edge of the crowd he turned and smiled, "I'm Rodney, by the way. It's nice ta meet ya! I couldn't wait to see ya, been pretty boring around here for the last few days... I'm one of the teachers aids too, so I had to report early." He rolled his eyes and turned around just in time to open the door to the dorms.

As they traveled through a maze of hallways full of other people moving in he spoke, always turning to make sure he hadn't lost Hitagi as he did so. "It is a mixed school, but each floor is divided by gender. Fourth floor is ninth and tenth grade girls. Third is nine and ten boys. Second is junior and senior girls. First is junior and senior guys. I'm right there," Rodney jerked his head towards room 110. "I've got my own dorm. If you ever got any problems, just come see me. Alrighty, up we go!" He used a staff key to call the staff elevator and took Hitagi up to the fourth floor. Then he led her to her room and set her bag on the bed. "Tell you what... Why don't you get unpacked, shower if you need to, and I'll go help a few more peeps get moved in. Then we'll go get your card." She didn't say much, but he didn't mind.

Of course he wasn't going to help anyone else. Instead Rodney quickly stole up to the fifth floor which was used for storage and a few of the oddest students. He slipped into the unused room right above Hitagi's and flipped on the computer he had stored, activing the hidden camera's that littered her dorm room. Each dorm room had a common bathroom shared between two dorm rooms, each dorm room had two girls. So his camera's could conceivably catch any of these four girls, but he had made sure that the other three girls wouldn't be arriving until the next day, so Hitagi could take her time as she unpacked.

 

[Azulight]

Hitagi looked intimidated by Rodney, and she was. The size and age difference, and the fact that he was a teacher's aid all overwhelmed her. It all showed too as she mostly kept quiet and her head down as she followed after him. She did speak up once though, with a, "Excuse me... but could you please speak slower?". All through the short tour, she looked confused and several times went to ask questions but caught herself. Once at her dorm room, she slipped of her shoes quickly after entering, and had opened her bag before turning to Rodney. "Ah... Thank you for your all your help. I will do what you suggested." She said, the bowed to Rodney as he left. Once alone, she unpacked.

Rodney would get a clear view of Hitagi as she unpacked her bag. It's contents were quickly laid on her bed. Another change of clothes, a pair of jeans this time. Several pairs of underwear, bras and panties of solid and striped colours. They were pretty boring by anyone's standards, however Hitagi picked something out of her bag that caught attention. It was a rose pattern cami set, which was only visable for a brief moment as the girl stuffed it into a drawer. The rest of the bag's contents were normal items, and she quickly put everything away. She sat on her bed afterwards and leaned back, her hair cascading down and chest pushed out. She sighed and took several deep breaths, her chest rising and falling, till she stood up and headed to the shower.

Rodney would get a full view of Hitagi as she stripped. Her blouse came off first, then her skirt. Everything about her screamed her age. She had a figure, but her hips were still developing. Her ass looked firm from the way her panties hugged it, however her chest was lacking; Rodney could only see an A cup from his computer. Her panties and bra, more boring ones, came off after, and Rodney got a full view of her. Her breasts were perky, and she had small nipples. He would also notice a small tuff of black hair between her legs, but she quickly stepped into the shower and ran the water. The water clung to her skin and Rodney got an eyeful as she lathered up her body with soap. She paid attention to her chest, and between her legs, her skin looked so smooth under the water. She spent a long time in the shower, clearly making use of being the only one there and enjoying the first shower. Once done, she dried herself off, the towel carassing her breasts, thighs and between her legs. Hitagi looked content as she finished up, dressing in fresh pair of plain, light blue panties, matching bra, black stockings, and her previous skirt and blouse combo.

Hitagi exited her room soon after. She was still confused at the layout of Woodville, but she still found her way to the ground floor. She wandered cluelessly till she met up with Rodney. "Ah.. You said something about a card. I was looking on my own. I am sorry I did not wait for you, I did not want to take up your time." She sounded geniunelly sorry.

 

[The_PG]

"That's fine," Really. Rodney was a bit miffed. He had a bunch of pictures taken right from up in her room that he had printed on his color printer and wanted to return them before going to get her, but he figured that there wasn't really any problem. She wouldn't be frisking him anytime soon. This time with a bit slower pace, he led her to the ID center where the lines were beginning to thin after the first mad rush. As they waited, Rodney made small talk, trying to get Hitagi comfortable with him. It was very important that he get her comfortable with him before she knew of the pictures that were currently burning a hole in his pocket and making his uniformed trousers a bit tight. She was perfect. Just like in the pictures, he had waited this entire time and been on his best behavior for this. He made it a point to stand very close, protectively, but to not touch her if at all possible. It was the best way to get her used to his presence, he thought anyways, and though he knew it wouldn't be an overnight thing he was hoping to spring his plan by the end of the week at the latest. He'd waited too long to wait anymore.

They got through the line a bit more quickly compared to the others at least, for when one of Rodney's friends saw him waiting he quickly waved the two of them to the front of the line. In a jiffy they had Hitagi's ID card and then they went to claim her uniform. There were several different types; two different ones for spring and fall, and one for winter and one for summer. There was also two sets of gym clothes, one for indoor and one for outdoor. During each season the student was given an additional set for just that season. It was complicated, and a lot of clothes. Rodney helped carry one of the two boxes back to Hitagi's room.

He glanced around after setting the box down, and spotted her introductory folder with schedules and classes. "Oh, hey. Did you find anything wrong with your classes?" He spoke slowly, and listened carefully as she explained that everything seemed fine, but she wouldn't know for sure. After making plans to meet her for dinner, and asking her if she needed any other help, he left. The rest of the day he spent helping a few boys and girls move in, but the majority was spent fixing up his 'command center' above Hitagi's room. He had the photos on the computer, but he was also installing various hooks in the ceilings and walls, and bringing in trunks of items he'd ordered over the internet that he was going to use to introduce this foreigner to a really dark side of American schooling.

The rest of the week passed simply. Rodney took Hitagi to classes when he wasn't attending his few, helped her with homework, and tutored her in English. By the end of the week she finally seemed to be relaxing around him, and while she was always polite he knew this because she would finally take her shoes off if he told her she could, and the way she'd run her fingers through her hair. Acting absentmindedly when she was studying with him, though she was always spot on and super smart. Finally, he thought she trusted him enough to try something a bit more upfront, and if it backfired he always had the blackmail. Of course.

He stole up to Hitagi's room just after her last class of the day, gym, and knocked on the door a bit loudly. In his pocket he had a pair of handcuffs and a ball gag, just in case. He had heard that she was having some problems with the stretching, and wanted to help her out. He told her as much when she opened the door, "We don't have to do it outside. In the floor above there is a big empty room, perfect to try some stretching out... Do you wanna try it?"

 

[Azulight]

Hitagi had gotten more and more friendly as the week had gone by, she had really taken to the tutor. It was clear to Rodney that she was gaining more confidence, and adjusting pretty well to the school life in America. Rodney, however, that Hitagi was still not very social. Outside of going to class, and her study session with him, she didn't seem to head of her room much. The upside, Rodney got to keep an eye on her, and an eye all over her body. Rodney got to see her dress every morning, in a uniform that seemed so natural on her, and undress every night. Another thing Rodney would catch with his cameras was that, Hitagi slept just her in underwear, and most likely to his surprise, he caught her masturbating three nights of the first week as well. What he saw probably wasn't too entertaining, as she did it under the blankets of her bed, but from how she moved under them, and from the looks of pleasure on her face, it was quite clear what she was doing.

By the end of the week, Hitagi had eaten dinner with Rodney every night save one. While she did open up to him more, and that she was settling in fine, there was still clearly some walls to broken. This became plain as sight when Rodney strode up her room. Hitagi had just came back from gym, and her body wasn't made for such tough exercise. When Rodney knocked, it took a moment for Hitagi to answer the door. Hitagi greeted Rodney with a large towel around her waist, but it was clear she still had her gym uniform on. Hitagi was flush, her face was red, her long black hair, as well as her top clung to her body. "Ah, hello. Stretching...? I don't know..." She sounded and looked tired. "I have just finished with gym, and tired." She sounded hesitant, and stepped back from the doorway. "We could... do it down here?" She pointed to the space in the main room. "Is that not enough space?" It didn't seem like she wanted to leave her room, atleast not by herself.

 

[The_PG]

Rodney shrugged, acting a bit miffed, "It would be better if we went upstairs."

The subtle difference in Rodney's voice was only noticeable to Hitagi at this point, because she was the one who he had spent the most time with this year. It hard turned from a gentle, guiding hand, to a firm rock of command. It promised consequences of unknown severity if she did not respond immediately with a yes or barring that a yes sir. Perhaps it was something inside of Hitagi, or she simply did not want a confrontation with the sole link she had to this place, but whatever it was gave way inside of her and she decided it was well worth trusting Rodney since he hadn't led her astray so far. Of course, that was as far as he was going.

The moment they arrived at where the gym mats were set by Rodney earlier it was apparent that things were different. First, the non-touching protocol he had observed was gone. His tough, strong hands were all over Hitagi as he bent and shaped her body in several different stretches that she had failed to hold in the gym. With his "help" she was able to do all of them, but it was obvious that she was quite sore from doing so. "Lie on your stomach," When she began to protest he repeated, "On your stomach. I know that was all of them, but I also know you are hurting. So I'm going to give you a massage."

That last bit would make her pause again, but by then she was already on one knee and Rodney simply forced her the rest of the way down. He immediately straddled her tight bum and dug his fingers into her tense, sore back. He knew it would hurt, but there was enough relief that she wasn't screaming just yet. Not until he shuffled back somewhat and began to dig his thumbs into her cute little bum. Then he saw her body shaking like a twig, he knew she'd try something, so he immediately scooted back up and snapped the ball gag into her mouth and bound it around her head. The cuffs went next.

"Here is what's going to happen Hitagi," The subtle change was no longer subtle, "You are going to be my slave for the rest of the year. Do what I say when I say it and you will pass all your classes without seeing any of these," He suddenly tossed a handful of photographs showing her naked, masturbating, and with deep looks of pleasure on her face. "You won't see them anywhere on the internet. Do you understand me?"