Jasper had been staring at the floor, engrossing himself in counting the specks he could see on the floor while the ticking of the clock above their heads echoed in his mind. Hardly anything pulled him out of a state like that; he would come back to reality when he was ready, but Kitty's voice had become a sort of trigger and he immediately straightened his back that little bit more as he let his gaze flick up to her briefly, averting his eyes and chewing on his lip slightly as her fingers brushed through his hair. He really liked that. "I'm okay, Miss Kitty," He mumbled, glad, not for the first time, that Miss Kitty, his Miss Kitty was with him for this exam. The possessive thought hardly registered for him, though in thinking it his mouth twitched upward into a small smile. "I'll be good. I promise."
Kitty smiled proudly down at her submissive. She didn't usually do what she was about to do, since she always like to stay above the one's she was dominating, in an effort to enforce the idea of where they both belonged, but Jasper was different. He deserved to be treated differently, and she wasn't going to fight the urges she had to make absolute sure that he was in good condition. Kitty glanced to her left and right before squatting down so that she could be eye level with Jasper. She gave him a soft smile and reached for his chin, gently directing him to look straight into her vibrant hazel eyes. "Oh, I know you will. You're my good boy, and I wouldn't expect anything less. I trust you to be good. Do you trust me to be the same for you?" Without waiting for an answer, Kitty leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek, her soft blonde hair grazing his skin. She pulled away and held his eyes again. "I love you." She muttered through her proud smirk. "You're my good boy, and today, you're going to prove just how deserving you are of that title."
Jasper held Kitty's gaze for as long as he could manage, unblinking as he studied her eyes, noting the different shades and flecks and committing them to his almost-eidetic memory, all the while trying his best to take in her words. Starting to nod as she leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek, he then began to smile, much wider than before. "Yes, Miss Kitty." He replied, obediently, when the small blonde stepped away and his gaze returned to the floor. "I love you too." Jasper then added, an awkward amount of time later. But he had needed to say it, so he would do so.
Kitty let out a pleased chuckle through her smiling, red lips. At that, the clock struck the appropriate time and it was their turn to enter the exam hall. Kitty glanced down at Jasper and nodded curtly. "Crawl in after me and kneel at my feet." Kitty reached for the large doors and opened them as she began to walk inside, her heels clicking along the floor as she did, her hands on her hips and her head held high. Dominance radiated off of her just as her beauty did, and she excited to say the very least about yet another chance to prove her worth. She stopped in front of the Headmistress and smiled, giving the woman a small bow. "Good afternoon, Headmistress. Thank you for this opportunity that you've bestowed upon us to demonstrate our learning's at your fine school. I do hope that we leave you impressed." Kitty gave the woman an uncharacteristically warm smile before turning down to her kneeling submissive. "Jasper, dear. Greet our Headmistress politely. Thank her for her time and then remove your clothing. Fold them neatly about three feet away, and then come back to me for further instruction."
Jasper followed close behind, ever obedient and ever happy to do as Kitty asked. He was more than aware that he had to be extra good for this scene- the urge to please the Domme was an overwhelming one, and so he let it become the singular thought in his head. "Yes, Miss Kitty." Jasper kept his head bowed in respect as he greeted Miss Roselle, obeying the blonde's orders without hesitation. "Good afternoon, Headmistress. Thank you for your time today." Clothes came off, were meticulously folded and placed away, and then Jasper was back in front of Kitty, his head still lowered as he waited for further instructions.
Kitty smiled warmly as Jasper commenced on his orders. As he was doing that, she walked off to the side of the room to fetch some things that she had delivered to the exam hall in time for their scene. Kitty came back with a bucket of warm bath water, a pair of hand-cuffs, a blind-fold, and a bonage ribbon. She set all the supplied down and stood in place just in time for Jasper to return to her side. Kitty began to pace around the boy. "I want to see proper submissive posture, Jasper. Sit up with your head held high. I want your palms facing upwards on your thigh and while your head should be up, I want your eyes down unless I tell you otherwise." She adjusted him appropriately and hummed her approval. "Good boy." Kitty began to pace around him again, tantalizingly dragging her finger along his broad shoulders as her short skirt skated against his bare skin. "I'm going to ask you some questions, and you're going to tell me whether or not they're a reward, or a punishment. If you're wrong..." Kitty walked back to her pile and pulled a spanking paddle out of the bucket of water. "...If you're wrong, I'll spank you. Once for every incorrect answer you've given. You have one minute to answer each question. Taking too long will result in punishment as well." Kitty went around to his front, squatting down so that she was just above eye level with the boy. She leaned in, her soft blonde hair brushing against his chest. 'This is a test of concentration. I want you to remain in this exact position with your eyes facing forward. If you flinch or break posture, I'll spank you under the same guidelines as incorrect answers. If you can make it through our test with no spankings, I'll reward you. If you get anywhere from one to five, there will be no reward. If you surpass five, I'll double the amount of spanks that you earned through the scene and administer them as punishment." Kitty brushed the paddle down and up his chest as her hazel eyes glimmered in power. "If you have any questions, you may ask them now. If not, we'll begin."
Jasper held the position that Kitty moved him into, trying not to pout as he was corrected. He wanted to get it right on the first try, he really did, and he was going to make sure that he did, next time. Licking his lips once as the blonde explained what they were going to do, Jasper made sure to stay in the same position, though once he felt Kitty's touch on his skin, the itch to move at the ticklish sensation almost overcame him. "I don't have any questions, Miss Kitty." He said after a moment, moving his gaze up to straight in front of him as was required.
Kitty reached up and ran her fingers through Jasper's short hair in approval of his etiquette. "Good boy, my love." Kitty stood up again and began to pace around him, stroking her fingers against his shoulder blades as he did so. "First question." She cleared her throat as she began to speak. "We'll start easy. Let's say I've ordered a submissive to complete an order such as cooking a meal for me, or to run two laps around the track. Would refusal to complete this order result in a reward or a punishment?" Kitty was well aware of the simplicity of the beginning, but it was necessary to show the difference and accomplishment as the submissive conquered tougher questions as the test went on.
Jasper liked easy questions. They meant that he never really had to think about what other people would do. It was just pure, simple fact and that was what he was good at knowing. "A punishment, Miss Kitty," He began his answer, remembering his rules with incredible accuracy. "Submissives must follow miscellaneous orders given to us by Dominants and Switches." He could recite the rulebook word for word, and he was glad that he could remember that because it seemed as though it would come very much in handy today.
Kitty felt a satisfied smile stretch across her fair features as she listened to hi embellished answer. "Good boy, Jasper..." She walked to his back and sunk down, planting a kiss on his neck before arching up and letting her lips linger heatedly by his ear. "Very good..." Kitty didn't really know where she was going with how she was treating Jasper at the moment, but it was all coming naturally to her as dominance always did, so she just went with it. The blonde Domme nipped down lightly on Jasper's lobe and tugged with a slight possessive growl in the back of her throat. "Next question..." She muttered as she stood up. "Let's say that a submissive is ordered to complete a cleaning task, with very specific instructions. The submissive does the work required of him, but then takes further initiative and completed more work without asking or being told to do so. Should that submissive be rewarded or punished?"
Jasper felt his breathing begin to change as Kitty moved around and touched him; It was strange, but not unpleasant. After all, he couldn't see being touched by the blonde being anything but good. His fingers twitched, curling slightly- but he kept his gaze steady. He could do this; He wouldn't let the Domme down, not now. "Rewarded, Miss Kitty." Jasper replied, taking less than a moment to come to his conclusion.
Kitty smiled and nodded happily at Jasper's answer. "Very good, Jasper! The submissive would indeed be rewarded." Kitty continued to circle around the boy, getting closer and closer with each pace. Her skirt brushing against his chin as Kitty passed him. "A good submissive always take the initiative to surpass expectations. Now, if they had created more problems in that effort, the answer would be entirely different. However, perfection deems reward, and in that sense, with this scenario, you are correct." Kitty trailed her fingers along Jasper's chest, reminding him that she was still here. She was Kitty, she was his and she wasn't going anywhere. "Next question. Let's say...a submissive is ordered to crawl alongside their Dominant respectfully. However, on their way to their destination, someone else approaches and begins to flirt with said Dominant. The submissive jumps into a stage of possession and makes a growling sound. Should this possessiveness be rewarded or punished." Kitty eyed Jasper and ran her fingers through his hair. "Stay focused, my good boy." With that, she walked behind him and bound his hands together with the hand-cuffs, providing another distraction to deal with.
Jasper screwed up his features at the next question, swallowing, not sure how to answer this time. It was getting fuzzier inside his head, and Kitty's touches were doing strange things to him, that he hadn't felt much of before. Not to mention the fact that his hands were now literally tied. He didn't dare move his hands from when Kitty had placed them, only straightening his back a little as he noticed his slight slump. "Punished, Miss Kitty," He then answered, remembering that fact and school rules still applied.
Kitty nodded as the boy answered. It was short and simple, and honestly, Kitty liked that. She was always a fan of doing most of the talking, and this was no exception to that. "Good boy, that's cor-..." He voice cut off as her gaze traveled down to Jasper's cock. It was twitching with attention, and getting harder by the second. Kitty's full, red lips curled into a surprised smile and her eyebrows raised. "Well...what do we have here..." Kitty walked forward and dropped to a squatting position below the taller man, watching Jasper to make sure that his eyes followed her. Kitty licked her lips and reached out, holding Jasper's cock in her hand and slowly stroking her thumb along the shaft. "Tell me what you're feeling right now, Jasper." She gave him a look of genuine concern to remind him that he was with her, his Miss Kitty, and no one else. This was a safe place.
Jasper felt Kitty's hand, well, down there and he couldn't help but glance down and up at the Domme, gulping as he did. No one had ever touched him like that, before and it took him longer than a moment to register her question. "G-Good, Miss K- ... Miss Kitty," He stuttered out, his hands now balled into tight fists as he struggled to hold onto his composure for his Miss. "My head is fuzzy, Miss Kitty." Jasper admitted, after a pause, feeling his anxiety begin flare up in his chest. Was this okay? Had he done something wrong?
Kitty gave him a small smile, batting her eyelashes a little as she began to move her hand more, actually stroking his cock as she spoke. "I see..." Kitty bit at her lip and looked straight into his eyes, trying to convey a sense of comfort to the boy. "It's supposed to feel good, Jasper. What's happening to you is called arousal. Your head is supposed to get a little fuzzy, but it is meant to be pleasurable." Kitty brought her free hand to Jasper's cheek, stroking her thumb against it. "Can you tell me what exactly started you feeling this way, dear? Did you see something or feel something that started making your head feel fuzzy?" Kitty had no idea how extensive Jasper's sexually experience was, but she was betting on it being slim to none, and she was glad that this was happening here and now because she didn't particularly trust anyone else to explain this concept to her good boy.
Jasper began to chew on his lip, still fighting to keep still though he could feel Kitty actually holding him, now. He did know about this, knew all about his anatomy and how it worked; there was no way he could get away with not knowing. But he'd never really personally experienced anything they'd talked to him about, and it was that, that caused his confusion more than anything else. "O- Okay, Miss Kitty," He replied, trying to remember when he'd started to feel fuzzy. "When you started distracting me, Miss Kitty. That's when it got fuzzy." Jasper then realised, blinking a few times as he felt his hips twitch up oh-so-slightly.
Kitty licked at her lips as a dark chuckle escaped from her, seeing the way his hips jerked up into her hand. "Interesting... Well, if it feels so good, perhaps I should continue to distract you, hm? That is...if you continue to answer the questions correctly and behave like the good boy I know you are." Kitty cocked an eyebrow at him before standing again to resume her pacing. Once she got to his back, she squatted down again, leaning in to whisper the next question into his ear. "Let's say a submissive is told to ejaculate only when given permission to do so. The submissive complete's all of his tasks to perfect standards and comes after completing everything that was asked of him. Should a reward or a punishment be administered?" Kitty leaned in and began to suck hot, lingering kisses against the skin on his neck, hoping to provide even more distraction.
Jasper swallowed, hard, again as Kitty suggested that she continue to touch him. "Yes- Miss Kitty," He pushed out after a second's pause, finding it harder to speak, his mind drifting to his crotch more often as he waited for the Domme to ask the next question of him. Listening, Jasper did his very best to stay focused, remembering his original goal: to be good for his Miss. A sharp intake of breath, and he blurted out the answer. "-- Punishment. Submissive didn't- no permission. Miss Kitty."
Kitty smirked at Jasper's stuttering, loving the way she affected him all too much. "Good boy, Jasper. Such a smart, focused little boy. I'm proud." Kitty bit down against his neck before soothing over the mark with quick swipe of her tongue. "Now..." Kitty moved back to his front and knelt down, massaging her submissives cock with her soft hand. "We've just got one last question before we're finished here..." Kitty lowered her head so that he breath was hot against his throbbing, twitching member. "Let's say I ordered my submissive to focus on me and answer my questions, and he did just that without fail. Should I reward him, or should I punish him?" Kitty smiled up at the boy and without warning, licked a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, swiping it through his slit as she waited for an answer.
Throughout the questioning, Jasper gets close to answering incorrectly or moving against Kitty's orders, but in the end, he perseveres and follows through and there are no spankings to be had. He answers all of Kitty's questions correctly, and therefore earns himself a reward. However, as Kitty walks forward to reward him in the way that she originally planned, she notices that he is aroused. Kitty raises and eyebrow at that and orders Jasper to stand, at that point, Kitty reaches over and begins to stroke his cock, asking him if it feels good. Once told that it does, Kitty continues to stroke him, even bringing his hand up to rest against her breast. At the unfamiliar stimulation, a very confused, lust-clouded Jasper Puckerman comes and that ends up serving as his reward. Kitty orders Jasper to get dressed again and thanks the Headmistress for her time, ordering Jasper to do the same. They leave the exam hall in favor of Kitty's suite for extensive after-care and a long conversation about what just happened to Jasper.
Kitty was perched precariously at her vanity inside her luxuriously decorated bedroom, making herself look even more presentable than she usually was, and that was certainly saying something. She knew it probably had something to do with the fact that it was Jasper that was coming over, and not some random submissive off the street. The boy had become rather special to her, which was a little terrifying to think about since she almost never let herself open up to anyone. Things were easy and different with Jasper Puckerman. She felt like she could be herself without putting up a wall of cruelty to protect her vulnerability. It was relieving and it wasn't something she was about to take for granted. He hadn't passed his exam, and Kitty was intent on helping him. A combination of her dominant nature and her adoration for the boy only heightened her determination. She smacked her lips as she finished putting her red lipstick on. She glanced once more in the mirror and saw how nicely the blue lace dress fit her, and how lovely it went with her long, curled, blonde hair. She pinned a bow in the back like she always did, trying to ignore the fact that the blonde Domme may or may not be wearing blue simply because it was Jasper's favorite color, before stepping into a pair of black heels and walking graciously out into the living room of her suite. She intended to exhibit some domination on the submissive, and the heels not only made her taller, but they made her feel stronger in a sense, and Jasper seemed to need someone to be strong for him right now. Kitty sat down on her couch and crossed her legs before reaching down to scratch her golden spaniel, Muffy behind the ears as she waited for Jasper to arrive. She glance at the time and noted that he had five minutes to make it.
Well... What do you think, Mr. Puckerman? I'm not entirely convinced that I'm working this color as well as you do, but I'm certainly trying my best. Do you like the dress? Oh, and you look devilishly handsome, by the way. Excited?
Owen twirled around his obnoxiously pink suite as he dusted and tided up around his space. He didn't want Jasper to get a bad impression of the way he keep himself organized, because honestly, it was lots of fun when Jasper Puckerman liked you. Owen felt good. For the first time in a while, he felt good. His exam the day before went flawlessly and he felt confident about it. Not to mention the fact that he could feel himself moving on from his break up. He was making new friends and getting back in touch with older ones and he knew it was all very good for his demeanor and his happiness. Owen looked around his room, satisfied with it's state of cleanliness and flopped down on his couch. He was wearing a pink t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. His short blonde hair was a little messy, but he knew Jasper wouldn't care. Owen chewed his lip as he waited for the boy to get to his room, probably more excited than he should be.
