[i][u]Red Winston[/u][/i]

Amanda was pretty much amused with her total dominance over Red and apparently wasn't planning on hiding it. She made herself clear about that by stating on punishing Red for giving her lip. It was pretty annoying, because Red wouldn't be a able to say a word. The picture of Amanda torturing him with a belt or a whip came to mind and it was [i]gross[/i]. Red quickly locked the thought as far away in his brain as possible, along with the thought of him having sex with Amanda, which left an equally bad taste in his mouth. Hopefully, Amanda wouldn't ask him something so extreme in the future and felt safe that he wasn't old enough for her tastes. Worst of all, Amanda ordered him to stop arguing with him in anyway and, unfortunately, he had to obey. With that, he said:

"Very well...From now on, I am not going to say anything against you in any way, Mistress. Sorry for my mistake, by the way.", he turned to Felix, "I am not lady Amanda's slave, but, just as she said, her butt-slave..."

The last sentence left such a bad taste to Red, that he had to clench his fist not to burst. It wasn't because of the humiliation, Red was going to go to any means to get what he wants, but the single thought of declaring that Amanda had complete control over him was so angering that it was a miracle that he didn't snap. Fortunately, they would eventually go to their classes and he would be free for some time.

A man sitting nearby drew his attention, who, in order to sit in a table, pushed a one-armed man away, indifferently. It seemed like he was another bully in the school, but he couldn't make out if he was a senior student or not. He thought of asking Amanda, but dropped the idea, instead waiting to see what was going to happen next.

[i][u]Christopher Fox[/u][/i]

Chris' conversation with Peter was interrupted by a guy who just pushed him to the side without a reason. He dropped some plates in the attempt to hang from the table as to not fall on the ground, resulting in his shirt getting stained, cutting his palm slightly and not succeeding in staying on his feet, thus laying on the ground. If the stranger was looking for trouble, he got it. Chris got up from the floor and checked his shirt. It had a big, red stain on it, probably from the ketchup he got from the buffet. He didn't like his clothes getting dirty, especially when they were not his own. If these clothes were indeed a gift from Henry, then he had all the more reason to beat the guy to a pulp. Short-tempered, Chris didn't think that, if he provoked the stranger, it could cause trouble to his friend, given the latter's status as a teacher and took the initiative.

After witnessing the man absorbing his food, he filled a glass of juice, had a sip or two and poured the rest on the guy's head. With his single hand in his pocket, he said:

"Oops, excuse me...Seems like, by fapping my hand off, I actually came all over you. Hope you won't get pregnant if you can absorb this, little bitch!"