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expression of lustful fear on her face.
    The man started running the leather tongue of the crop against Sanders’ skin. Brian heard her whimper, but the tone of it was ripe with excitement. Everyone in the room knew she wanted what was coming. Her Dom snapped the whip against her right ass cheek and she cried out in satisfaction. He quickly followed it up with a snap on her left butt cheek. The crack of the whip echoed in the small auditorium.
    He moved to her front and ran the crop over her small breasts. Brian couldn’t believe he was going to do it, but then he did. The Dom snapped it down on her nipple. Sanders cried out in painful pleasure, and he grunted. “You like that, don’t you?” She nodded her head meekly.
    “Tell me what you want.”
    “I want you to whip me again…please.”
    Before her last word was out, he cracked it over her other nipple. Sanders’ whimpering cry was erotic, and Brian felt his cock harden between his legs. He was stunned that he found the whipping scene so arousing.
    He snuck a glance at Sir and saw that he was watching Sanders intently, scribbling something down in his notebook while the Dom continued to whip and tease Sanders to distraction. Brian turned his eyes back to the stage and watched as the Dom bent over, cupping Sanders’ chin to kiss her on the lips. The chains made clinking noises as she attempted to move away from his kiss.
    Sir asked, “Is she wet?”
    The Dom reached his hand between her legs and growled. “Oh, yes, she’s dripping.”
    “You may release her.”
    The burly man took Sanders out of the bindings with tenderness. The way he treated her afterwards was gentle, as if he were her lover. Sanders swayed a little as she found her legs again. It was clear she was weak from the erotic tryst. Her Dom stood next to her protectively.
    Sir stood up and addressed her. “Miss Sanders, how do you feel right now?”
    “Excited, a little off balance.”
    “Would you want the Dom to continue with the whipping?”
    “Yes,” she answered without hesitation.
    “Good. Thank him and sit back down.”
    Sanders opened her mouth to thank him, but the Dom said clearly, “Suck me.”
    She looked back over at Sir questioningly, but his expression was unreadable. Sanders obediently sank to her knees and eased his large cock out of his briefs. She wrapped her small hand around his shaft and opened her mouth wide. Her slurping sounds filled the room as she sucked on his manhood. He put his hand on the back of her head, forcing her to take it even deeper. “That’s good. Swallow my come, little dove.”
    When Sanders had swallowed the last of his essence, she stood up. They exchanged a look that surprised Brian. The Dom clearly had affection for Sanders and she had seemed to enjoy the way he played with her, but she was obviously turned off by his looks.
    Sir spoke to her again. “Miss Sanders, would you have preferred this scene had played out with somebody else?”
    She answered quickly, “Yes.”
    The hairy man nodded to Sir and walked off the stage. The chains disappeared upwards, clinking ominously. Sanders quickly donned her clothes and returned to her seat. The four remaining girls waited for their names to be called.
    “Mr. Bennington.”
    Brian felt a chill go through his bones. What did Sir have in store for him this time around?

 
    Brian’s Breakthrough
     
    He climbed the stairs onto the stage and faced the panel.
    “Class,” Sir said, looking at the other students. “Mr. Bennington shared in his application that he was bullied by classmates at the predominantly African American school he attended as a child. Because of that, he has an unnatural fear of anyone of African American descent.” Sir looked up at Brian. “Is this true, Mr. Bennington?”
    Brian nodded, cursing himself for putting it in the application. As if Sir could read his mind, the headmaster added, “Do not regret telling us your background. The more we know about you, the faster