03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Getting distracted by his phone and in the shower, Jack was almost late that morning to the school, walking in right as the bell was going off. Michelle, his secretary, offered him a curious lift of her brow but said nothing. It was odd for him to be running late but life happened. He had a hard time concentrating on his work that and found himself continually checking his phone. It had been a long time since he'd been hooked on an app but now he couldn't stop checking it. As much as he'd always disapproved of phone usage during the school day for his students, he still found himself hoping that he'd get another message from the little minx that had been flooding his thoughts lately.
Second period was over and lunch was getting ready to start when Jack decided to leave his office. He liked to do casual walk abouts during the lunch hour, watching the kids socializing with each other. While most adults were annoyed by teenagers, Jack wouldn't have held this job for so long if he didn't at least care about them. They were all in a prime position in life, just getting started on the path to success. What they did in the next few years would matter a lot. Plus they were rather funny. Silly teenage dramas never failed to crack him up.
As he walked around the various locations that the kids liked to spend their lunch hour, he kept an eye out for one student in particular though he knew he shouldn't.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 28, 2023 0:48:25 GMT
Callie’s normal morning routine had been thrown off by the snap chatting with Principal Hollifield, she hurriedly showered, blow drying her hair and adding in some well placed curls as she decided on her outfit. She was quite distracted, trying to give herself enough time to dress and make it to school without being counted tardy. She didn’t do ‘tardy’.
Callie stepped into her closet, dropped her towel and selected a soft white bra, not going for lace, but going with unlined so there was barely any reason to even have it on, aside from the lift. Which she didn’t even need, thanks to her youth and perky tits. But still, she was wearing a button up white blouse that didn’t need any more attention brought to her chest should she get too could. And the shirt was slightly see-through in the right light.
She was playing it safer on the shirt. Because with her printed mini skirt she didn’t even bother putting on a thing. She told herself it was to avoid any ‘lines’ but she knew it was simply because she told Principal Hollifield that was wouldn’t wear any. And on the off chance (in her dreams) that he’d call her bluff and check, she didn’t want to disappoint. Not him.
She carefully pulled on her tan suede thigh-high boots and tucked only the front center of her shirt into her skirt. Callie opted for a little mascara and a soft pink lip stain. She grabbed her truck keys and headed to school.
She didn’t see him for the first two periods and began to doubt she’d see him at all today. Callie was in the bathroom taking a selfie to send to him, one where she lifted just enough from the side of her skirt to show not a stitch of fabric along her hip. ”not a tease, a promise” she tapped away and pressed send, hoping to at least catch him off guard and make him think of her.
She was walking out and down one of the hallways when she looked up from her phone and saw him. Callie waited for him to make eye contact, and gently motioned her phone in her hand. Hoping he’d check the snap. She looked around and grinned a little as she began walking toward the theater, she knew it was empty this time of day. And she was hoping he’d make his way after her.
Callie stepped through the door casually, not even bothering to glance behind and see if he was following her. Something told her he would, so she continued and walked all the way down toward the stage.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 28, 2023 18:11:57 GMT
Eventually he spotted her and his first thought was 'finally', a thought he shouldn't be having. He remembered what she'd said on snapchat, had in fact been thinking about it all day, and wondered if she really had stuck to her word about it. Given what he knew about her, he had no reason to doubt that she would have followed through but as she subtly motioned to her phone he got the hint quickly. He didn't take it out right away and watched as subtly as he could as she walked away to figure out where she was headed.
He eventually started to head in the same direction though as soon as he was around a corner with no students he pulled out his phone and opened the newest app he'd downloaded. He was met with proof that she wasn't just a tease and he was sure that if someone was standing in front of him that they'd see his eyes dilate right then and there. Fuck that was hot. Little minx. It was a good nickname for her.
Tucking his phone back into his pocket he saw the door to the theater closing and spotted just a brief glimpse of her boot stepping inside, confirming that it was her. It would be a full two minutes before that door opened again and Jack stepped through into the empty theater. Or mostly empty. She stood near the stage and the fact that they were alone was not lost on him. He should leave. He knew he should. Yet his feet carried him forward. Only once he was close enough to speak at a normal volume did he say something.
"I'm pretty sure students aren't allowed to be in here without a teacher..." he teased.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 28, 2023 18:30:37 GMT
Her phone opened to Snapchat, she waited to see that he did open her most recent picture, and she grinned. Putting her phone back into the top of her boot as she leaned against the railing of the steps leading up to the left side of the stage. She wasn’t left waiting too terribly long, the theater door opening and in stepped Principal Hollifield. She watched him with a peaked brow, listening as he spoke. Lips pulling into a devilish smile as she stepped away from the railing to take a few carefully placed steps toward him.
“You’re not wrong… but you’re here now, and I’m sure you could teach me a few… things.” Callie’s gaze took him in, slowly but very obviously. She had no reason to hide right now, they were completely alone. Which could be quite a dangerous game for them, especially on school grounds. She wanted to close the space between them, but decided to instead turn and walk toward the steps leading up to the stage, her skirt barely offering her bare ass any coverage as she glanced over her shoulder as him.
“If you enjoyed the picture, you’d love the real thing.” Callie said in her soft, sultry tone as she waited to see if he was going to continue following her.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 28, 2023 19:01:20 GMT
Jack's eyes darkened at her words. He would have been shocked to find out that the girl wasn't experienced, he was sure she was, but oh how he liked the idea of showing her something new. His only response was a rumble in his chest, a deep murmur of agreement. He stayed where he was as he watched her move towards the stairs but not for long. Her words put him into action. He shouldn't want the real thing but he did. He moved to follow her and as she walked up the stairs he got a little peak of the curve of her ass peaking out from under her skirt. What a great angle. He took his time to go up the stairs, fully enjoying the view. He could look but not touch...that would work right? Damn, but oh how he wanted to touch.
He didn't stop her or try to take control, instead he let her lead, curious to see where she intended to take him.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 28, 2023 19:55:48 GMT
The sound coming from him and lack of words was all the assurance Callie needed to know she could walk anywhere and he’d follow her. This was the sort of power she loved having over someone. Especially when she knew her ‘power’ was just an illusion, he was the one who held the power. All her bratting aside, she knew she’d submit to him. Callie loved feeling his eyes on her, but she needed more than just his eyes.
She flashed a playful smile over her shoulder as she moved to take a few steps behind one of the sets backstage, trying to ensure as much privacy as possible. They always seemed to get interrupted, and she was trying to avoid that. “You’re looking sexy as ever today Sir, I might just need to excuse myself for a private moment of play.” As she spoke she gave a wicked grin and slowly ran her right hand down her body and ever so slightly under her skirt, dark eyes never leaving from his face as she gently teased herself and brought the finger back to her lips, slowly tasting herself on the tip of her perfectly manicured middle finger. “Mmmm.” She practically purred, brow raised as if to say your move.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 28, 2023 20:20:39 GMT
Jack was all for the added privacy. Now if someone did happen to walk into the room, they would still be hidden and have a chance to head towards the back door without being spotted. It was perfect really. Too perfect. Too many things could happen that really shouldn't. Yet his feet never stopped moving as he followed her. As much as his brain was telling him he needed to stop, his body wasn't listening anymore.
Secure backstage his gaze followed her hand, a lifted brow signaling that he wasn't sure if she'd actually do what she was saying she was going to. His lips parted slightly as her hand moved under her skirt. He might have thought she was faking but even in the dim light back here he could see the pretty shine on her finger before she placed it between her lips. These pants weren't hiding his erection in the least, the perfect tailor of them making his reaction to her incredibly obvious. "Fuck," he whispered. She was the worst, she really was. And also the fucking best.
He stalked towards her, his gaze feral as he scanned her pretty little body. He only stopped walking when he was mere inches from her, his frame towering over hers as he looked down at her radiating that feral energy. "Again," he commanded. If she obeyed then he'd keep his gaze locked on her eyes and when she lifted her hand again he'd snatch it firmly in his own, this time bringing his own lips to her finger, running his tongue along the digit and releasing a soft moan at the taste of her.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 28, 2023 20:44:51 GMT
Watching his very physical bodily response to her very visible tease absolutely delighted her. Callie had never had this much fun with a game of seduction, in fact; most men didn’t require this level of thought and effort. She much preferred this game with Jack. He was sexy and seemed to possess such resistance to her charms, which only served to make her find him even more intoxicating. She clicked her tongue in her mouth as she looked up at him to meet his gaze. There wasn’t even a thought or question of if she’d obey, just a matter of when.
“Yes Sir.” Callie said slowly, wanting badly to touch him with him so near, especially seeing how hard he was because of her. But instead, she ran her hand playfully down her body once again, bit her lip with a slight gasp as she played with herself, then began to bring her hand back to her lips.
To say he caught her off guard when he not only snatched her hand, brought it to his lips and ran his tongue along her finger and moaned; was an understatement. Callie’s knees threatened to buckle at just the raw level of intense desire she felt hit her as she kept her gaze on his face. “Tell me, do I taste as good as you hoped, or better?” She did well to find her voice once again and keep it steady without any faltering or cracking. But her cheeks were flushed and the rising and falling of her chest had picked up. She so desperately wanted him to pin her to the wall and just ravage her.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 28, 2023 21:23:16 GMT
”Hmm,” he hummed thoughtfully at her question. ”I think I need another taste to decide,” he growled. He stepped into her. He took her hand he was already holding and pinned it up against the wall and his other hand moved to her thigh just below the hem of her shirt skirt.
His brain was screaming at him to stop. Look but don’t touch, but it was too late for that now. His fingertips brushed against her skin. She was so soft and warm. He dragged up her thigh to her hip, feeling the spot where there would have been underwear if she was wearing any. He growled again, looking her in the eyes. “Such a good girl, little minx,” he praised her. He slipped his hand back, fingers caressing the shape of her perfect little ass before grabbing a handful, perhaps a bit too roughly. ”Should I stop?” he asked, never taking his eyes off hers.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 28, 2023 21:38:41 GMT
She half expected him to start putting a little distance between them, as that seemed to be how their little game went. Every two steps forward resulted in five steps back. But her brow lifted in slight surprise at his words and Callie gasped slightly as he not only got closer, but pinned her right hand to the wall behind her. The feeling of his body pressed against hers, had her so incredibly turned on, she worried she might experience a bit of wetness dripping down her thighs.
“Mmmm, I aim to please, Sir.” She practically purred out, dark eyes maintaining contact with his, not wanting him to withdraw from her anytime soon. “Before you get another taste, that doesn’t seem right.” She quipped back, ever so gently bitting her bottom lip as her free hand gently traced along his jawline.
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 28, 2023 21:46:58 GMT
A dark smile lifted his lips. In a situation as risky as this, verbal consent was even more important. He released his firm grip on her tight ass and moved his hand between her legs. First he stroked the tender, sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs…
Post by Jack Hollifield on Nov 29, 2023 3:04:30 GMT
They had been so wrapped up in the moment they hadn't even heard the bell for 3rd period to start but they couldn't miss the fire alarm. It blasted in their ears, stopping their naughty fun in it's tracks. Bad luck or terribly timing, whatever it was, this wasn't the first time they'd been interrupted. He probably should have expected it.
"Come on," he said, taking her hand and leading her to the nearest door. "You go first, I'll follow soon," he said, knowing that with people hurrying towards the exits that he wouldn't have to wait for long. "And Calliope," he added before she could walk away. He grinned and placed his finger over his lips in a secretive gesture.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 29, 2023 3:32:26 GMT
Had they seriously been so wrapped up in their naughty fun and games that they missed the bell for 3rd period? As awful as it was that there was a fire alarm going off, it would help her in getting out of trouble for being late to class, as well as give her a reason to appear flushed and a bit disheveled.
Callie let him take her hand and lead her toward the nearest exit, she gave a nod and began to go, when he said he name and she looked back curiously. A playful smile pulled across her lips as she nodded, giving a wink as she turned to follow a group of students making their wait to the designated sections outside of the school. Callie’s flushed cheeks one of the only indications of her time spent with Principal Hollifield. That and her body still riding the high off the orgasm she’d experienced.