"This way." She demanded of both of us as she headed to a door with no windows on the room.

My escort looked nervous. It was clear this woman was a administrator of the school, you did not know if the glum girl was in trouble or just you. As you enter she shuts the door, the sounds up the stairs suddenly go silent. This was a 'private' office for sure.

Your escort pulls you fully into the room and you swear you though you saw her shiver as the administrator's back was to you both walking to her chair to sit.

The room ahead had a thick door, dark stained oak for sure. Inside was a rather modern looking wide L shaped desk with a set of Hutches and a smaller desk behind it. Some photos lined its length. On the Hutch were trophies, they looked like your standard fair of awards, plaques, degrees.

On her desk was a blotter with a flowery 20's style calendar. A computer that was triple screened, so it was clear she knew her hardware... Her chair was oversized oddly enough, big enough to fit two of her in the chair. Covered is soft leather and very pillowy looking, it was designed for long term power sitting.

The back end of the office was with a coffee table, stronger looking then you normally see and with very sturdy legs. You wonder if you threw a mattress on it if it would or could work as a bed. You look around wondering if there is a mattress behind the couch or in the closet you see.

As your looking around you notice they are exchanging pleasantries. "Yes, classes are going good."

"That's good, have you gotten to go to the party yet?"

"No, Shelly was due to show up to take front desk when he came in."

"I see. So we need to correct that."

"Well I still need to be at the desk, so can I go now? Can you take care of him?" It was obvious she wanted out of the office the moment she was allowed. "I was going to.."

"What? Ask the head girl if he can try again? Or just feed him to that cow? ... No, no my dear. I will take care of him. That is all you are free to go, go enjoy yourself at the party. As soon as I am done here I will watch the desk for you girls."

"Yes Miss"

"Now don't I take care of you all?"

"Yes" and with that she opened the door, did not even look back at you and stepped out closing the door avoiding eye contact with you, but gave a dreadful stair at the lady in black. You even stopped hearing her footsteps as the door sealed shut.

You see her at the desk eying you up and down, nibbling on a pencil with her red lips.

You immediately start looking around to avoid looking at those consuming eyes. The couch is also very soft and pillowy looking, and deeper and wider then it really should be. Looking at the table there are about 3 magazines: Vore-conomics, eating your way to the top; Man-agement, control through 'him'; and Rear-cycle, how to keep the flow.

Each seemed to have very hot looking business women in power positions and evidently articles about how vore is important tool to control and grow. Obviously one sided...

"So, you are now mine. You do not belong here. I like to keep things tidy, no cheats, second chances, and not lilly livered girls letting a gutless guy have his way with her emotions. We take care of our own, and the weak deserve to feed the strong. I am going to crunch your bones in my ass after I am done with you! I am going to enjoy your last moments alive you piece of shit! And when I am done crapping your large useless lump out my ass, I will mail it back to your parents to tell them what kind of shit you are! And the beautiful this about my monster of a belly digesting you, is it's for the greater good! We are the master race!" She sits there letting the words sink in, and her face despite her harsh words is rather suggestive and playful. But with each proclamation you can tell she is meaning every word and is just enjoying herself.

Leaning over her desk she starts to slowly unbutton her silky smooth blouse revealing more of her cleavage. Soft ample plum breasts are seen within, they glisten with a slight dew of sweat sheen and glitter in the light of the room. If you had not heard the words just before and were not bound you would be tempted to do anything to play with those.

You shrink a little inside as you sense the enormous weight of whats going on here ...