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[achilles]

Tell me.

( and, in its own text: )

🖤

[internship]

[ In some ways, it’s easier to hear it from Ash than to voice her own desires. It takes Gwen a minute to push past a brief second-guessing, momentarily shy. ]

You know I’ve slept with other men. But I’m still so new at all of this

I’m feeling most things out. I’m not good yet. I want you to teach me how to be good.

Correct me when I can do better. When I can—take a better picture of my tits for you. Work my mouth and my hands on your cock just right.

Maybe this is funny right after saying I like not having to work at being the smartest in the room, when I’m with you, but I guess I still like

being the best. Being praised for improving. I want you to push me so I can be the best for you, Daddy.

[achilles]

You want to earn it.

( he concludes, maybe oversimplifying the confession a little — but he understands that drive. ash has never met anything he hasn't wanted to practice and excel at, and by in large, he gets it done eventually. (except, dancing. never cracked that one.) )

Top marks for Ms. Stacy?
I'm a famously difficult professor.

[internship]

Well, I’ve never met a teacher I couldn’t impress.

[achilles]

I don't expect I'll be the first.
Rather, you won't want to make me the first, or you'll be punished in ways your other teachers, I imagine, only ever dreamed of.

[internship]

You know I’ve never gotten detention in my life, either? Probably not that surprising.

What would detention with Professor Colchester be like?

[achilles]

I think the punishment would suit the wrongdoing.

If I caught you fucking someone, I might make you write lines. "I must not be a dirty whore", maybe 50 times. Make it stick.
If I caught you sending dirty texts to someone, I might make you read them out to me. Maybe I'd act them out with Greer, while you watched.
If I found you wearing something inappropriate, maybe I'd make you take it off, wherever we were.

It would look like whatever I wanted it to look like. Whatever teaches you best, and whatever pleases me.

[internship]

There was a lot of interest in my tutoring and seminar post, when I first got here. So I think I’m going to set up some kind of lecture hall in the new year.

It definitely wouldn’t be appropriate to fool around there. And it would be pretty embarrassing to write “I must not be a dirty whore” where there should be— chemistry equations or literary quotes or something.

[ A pause, after she types that, diverging from the school fantasy where it snags on something real. Because it always does, with Ash, and that’s what makes Gwen squirm. ]

I do feel like one, sometimes.

[ Maybe whore isn’t the word she’d use. But— ]

A slut. After everything I’ve done since coming here. I always thought I’d save myself for a nice boyfriend, and that would be that.