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Sounds strict. Did you get written up?

So not appreciated at work.

Salesman ship, y’know. Turns out showing porn to customers is frowned upon. They wouldn’t know a good sales tactic if it bit them in the ass.

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Don't forget sunblock.

I cannot wait till I’m off later so I can go sunbathe. This weather is a-fucking-plus. 

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Parents suck. Fuck 'em. You don't need that negativity in your life.

I spoke to my parents today for the first time since I got here and what was the first thing they asked me?! If I’d found a potential dominant yet. Like… seriously?! No ‘how are classes’ or ‘What’s the weather been like’? They then proceeded to tell me for the rest of the phonecall how amazingly my brother’s doing with this submissive girl who lives a few streets over, and how she knows all about me and the stupid accident. Like… Come on, I know my brother was involved, shouldn’t that be our story to tell?! Not just his?!

I really, really give up with my parents sometimes.

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It didn't surprise him when the Professor manhandled him. He had started to become used to it and figured it would be common for a punishment. What he didn't anticipate was being strapped down to the bench. He watched as the older man opened the suitcase. The paddle had holes in it.

Shit. He hadn't thought it through at all. Of course these spanks would be worse. Darren felt like he had been slapped at the mention of submissives being toys. Was that true? It was starting to feel like it especially after hearing it from the Professor too.

The music was weird. Something he had never heard before but he recognized it as Irish. Suddenly the feeling in the room changed and Darren was truly afraid. The man before him was a monster, like he enjoyed punishments. He had always been told that a Dom who enjoyed punishments was someone to fear, to stay away from. Why did he have to mess with the worst one?

Even before the first swing, Darren was lost in thought. Lost in general. The punishment, he believed, would make it all better. At the first swing, he was stripped of everything except his status. He was only a submissive to be used and while his body was tense, his brain catching up to what was happening, the sub bit his lip and floated.

gone too far | darlan

It was only when Darren arrived at the door that he started feeling nervous. He had already worked out his other feelings, realizing he had done the wrong thing but didn’t regret it. He wanted to stay as honest as possible even if it meant pissing some people off. Only two days ago, Avery had spanked him. He figured how bad could it be?

Professor Declan would spank him and he would be free to go back home and cuddle up with a good book for the rest of the day. Maybe even ask Avery to join him, not having seen him reading before and curious to know about what genres he preferred. He wondered if Declan had heard of Fifty Shades and what he thought of it but dismissed the thought when the door suddenly opened.

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Darren appreciated the contact. He could feel himself withdrawing from everyone. It was only a matter of time. They would all forget him anyway. Hugging her tighter, he sighed. "I gotta go but I'll see you around." Even as the words came out, he didn't let her go. Not yet.

Lean On Me? || DarAnya

“The greenhouse,” Darren shrugged. It wasn’t a lie but it wasn’t the complete truth either. He didn’t feel guilty lying to his friends like he had the first time and it worried him. “They can do whatever they want. I’m making the school look bad.”

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lowkey wanna disappear for a little

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PM: Okay.

PM: Can I meet with you? I don't care when or where.

PM: sorry for the other day I should have asked how you were doing

[Avery hadn’t been sure he would ever get another message again. It was no less than he deserved after all. But he had missed his persistent Darren, had started to count on his messages.]

PM: Quite all right. You okay Sir Kiddo?

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PM: I'm back to Sir Kiddo again? I'm okay.

PM: sorry for the other day I should have asked how you were doing

[Avery hadn’t been sure he would ever get another message again. It was no less than he deserved after all. But he had missed his persistent Darren, had started to count on his messages.]

PM: Quite all right. You okay Sir Kiddo?

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PM: Darren? You okay?

PM: I don't wanna talk to anyone.

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"The greenhouse," Darren shrugged. It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the complete truth either. He didn't feel guilty lying to his friends like he had the first time and it worried him. "They can do whatever they want. I'm making the school look bad."

Lean On Me? || DarAnya

Darren gave her a small smile. “We do… It’s just if I mess up again I’ll be kicked out.” He wasn’t sure what was worse: being kicked out or transferring to another school. Either way he would feel like a failure but with all that was going on, he wasn’t sure what to do. “I had stuff I wanted to tell the Heads but it was too much when I got back there. I couldn’t say anything except to agree that I’d get back on the right track.”

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im always DTF

(Dealing with Thoughts of Failure)

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Texts ➡ Ashren

Ashton:How about yes. You need help man. I love you and I want you to talk to someone.

Darren: [Read at 10:10PM] [Ignored]

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take a walk

Darren stood outside in the gardens to wait for the brunette, wondering why he had agreed to meet her in the first place. Sure, he liked bitching about his parents sometimes but he realized there was potential for her to figure out other issues that he had been avoiding. It wasn’t something he liked talking about or even acknowledging. During the worst of it all, he shoved it far into the back of his mind and if it weren’t for physical evidence, he was positive that he could play it off as fully consensual. The reality of the situation - Randall was a dick even more so than Professor Dicklan but Darren was trapped with no way out. Like Instructor Rosalie once said: prince charming doesn’t exist.

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Darren gave her a small smile. “We do… It’s just if I mess up again I’ll be kicked out.” He wasn’t sure what was worse: being kicked out or transferring to another school. Either way he would feel like a failure but with all that was going on, he wasn’t sure what to do. “I had stuff I wanted to tell the Heads but it was too much when I got back there. I couldn’t say anything except to agree that I’d get back on the right track.”

Lean On Me? || DarAnya

Darren didn’t know how to tell her that they were almost always alone at home. His brother had been there with him then at the old school before he transferred and now that they have been apart, he’s felt more alone than ever. He hadn’t contacted his family in a while but they didn’t seem to notice. He could picture Daniel in his head, working his butt off at school too.

“I know I was okay at first but all the bad things seemed to happen all at once. Avery really helped but something’s up with him. I dunno. I have friends like you but I feel alone. Lonely, both.” He shrugged, slouching in the chair and staring at the blank wall. “I’m starting to think I should transfer again.”

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Texts ➡ Ashren

Ashton:...I don't know what's wrong but you need to tell me what happened last night. That was bad.

Darren: how about no