#sofiyavoeikov

Sofiya did not exactly enjoy this spell that was taking over all the slaves. It was not that she did not enjoy the slaves being obedient or sexually available. It was that Sofiya enjoyed having her companions and slaves truly want to be with here. There was little satisfaction to her to force herself on someone - unless it was a punishment and even the she usually punished them through pain like Thalia and not through forcing herself on them. She enjoyed seeing her companions break and beg her with true and honest desire to be with her.

Truthfully, besides simply making sure those few she enjoyed were alright she was sticking to herself for this spell. Of course, she was propositioned on her way through campus. Such as she was now. Sofiya looked down at the slave girl and the vibrator that she offered up. “Do you now?” Sofiya inquired and paused. The girl seemed so innocent she wondered if this was truly what desires filled her. “Do you really wish for me to use that on you? Do you really need to cum?” Sofiya was not sure if she needed to text her to get a proper answer or not.

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Did she need to cum?  It was a simple question with a tangled answer.  Yes, Isabel did need to because the text message compulsion would not allow anything else.  On a personal level, outside of the spell’s influence ... she didn’t really want one but could acknowledge that maybe she did need it as well.  Two months without had certainly added more tension to a body that was accustomed to a steady diet of submission and orgasms.

“I’m-I’m not sure how to answer you, Miss,” she began once she’d untangled her knot of thoughts.  “The text I got says that I need to, and I guess if I don’t, then I might miss curfew and I try not to do that.  And um, it has been a while since I’ve had one, but that’s because of other reasons not-”  Isabel was absolutely rambling.  “Also I’ve never really done anything with a woman?  Not, not that you need to know that Miss.  So I think the answer is yes?”  A lot of words to convey just the one, but things with the shifter were rarely straightforward.

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Sofiya had not seen Isabel since the spell that led her to Sofiya’s office. The girl had been sweet and endearing though and Sofiya certainly hoped that she had not come to any further harm after leaving her care that afternoon. In fact, she had thought about her begging for another sweet orgasm to wreck her shivering body under Sofiya’s guiding hands perhaps on more than one account. Sadly, that had all been in her head as she had not seen the girl again and wanted to come across her organically again before she sought to make such an interaction real. Though despite this, she certainly had not expected to find Isabel in such a state. Naked, curled up in the quad and clearly shivering as she fought with the mental state she had dropped into with no care. Sofiya tsked at whoever would have left their companion in such a state. Sloppy work was what it was. She quickly returned with a very large and soft blanket. “Come on, sweet girl.” Sofiya spoke in a soft voice as her hand drifted from Isabel’s cheek and she helped her to her feet. With her arms around her now wrapped form, Sofiya guided Isabel back to her suite. There she’d make sure she was properly taken care of as she came out of her sub state. 

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The assistance to her feet was sorely needed.  It felt like her legs might give out as she swam through murky thoughts, leaning into the professor and simply trusting her guidance.  Even if she hadn’t recognized the woman, Isabel stil would have followed.  Not only was she trusting in that way, but loathe to give even the appearance of discontent with her status on the island.  Any other time she might have looked around the woman’s suite curiously, but she was still finding it difficult to keep her eyes open for more than a few seconds at a time.  Instead she was just grateful for the blanket, and the care, and to still be on two feet when it felt like she was stumbling more than she really should have been.  She wasn’t sure how many Masters or Mistresses on the island would have cared enough to give aftercare to a relative stranger that they hadn’t put into sub space in the first place, but it was nice to know Sofiya was one of them.  “Electrolytes?” was the best she could manage to request with her muddy mind.  While she had never experienced this feeling, between Jarron and Magnus’ lessons, she knew what would likely impact the fastest.

[ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇 ] My muse wraps yours in a warm blanket

Isabel wasn’t quite sure how long she’d been in the quad, naked, curled up, and shivering as the endorphins faded and pure biology kicked in.  Under her former Master’s hand, she’d never experienced sub drop.  But apparently those in residence on the island paid little mind as to why aftercare was so necessary.  It was something of a surprise to feel a gentle touch to her cheek, heavy eyelids creaking open to recognize the professor that had helped her when the texts had been circling around.  “Miss,” came the acknowledgement before being pulled under once more.  She was just ... so so tired.  Another unspecified length of time passed before she realized that she was being wrapped in softness and warmth, a happy sigh parting her lips as she managed to look up at Sofiya.  “Thank you, Miss.”

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A thought about them that they’d never share:

“I don’t think I’ve had one of those about Miss Sofiya?”

First impression of them:

She’s pretty and seems kind, and patient.  I hope she’s actually kind.  I hope she’s actually patient.

Favorite thing about them:

Sofiya so far seems to have a reassuring presence about her, something the little shifter often needs.

Least favorite thing about them:

That she asks Isabel to make decisions.

Hopes for their future relationship:

Too soon to tell, really.  Perhaps submission, perhaps a future friendship, it’s difficult to say at the moment.

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"I can't say I really have favorite people here, especially seeing as I'm still fairly new. If I have to name names it would be Isabel and Sofiya as I have a history with both of them."

"Only 3... I mean... ok I think I can come up with a Top 3. So my Sire is definitely one of them and Mistress Sofiya has expressed interest in doing so again. As for the third, I'm not really sure which of the Mistresses I know would like that."

My dear boy, 

Happy Valentine’s Day. The poems should remind you of our previous time together. If you wish to use the other gifts, show up to my office and strip naked. Kneel and wait for me with the gifts on my desk. We certainly will have a wonderful time.