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Breaking Laura
    Laura watched the taxi leave, the long gravel drive crunching as it sped away. She shook her head. Back to school at the age of twenty-eight. Who’d have thought it? She eyed the intimidating building with its gothic architecture and huge windows. So this was Hollybourne School.
    Don’t forget the slaves part . Hollybourne School for Slaves . She snorted. Under its guise of respectability the grand mansion hid a world of sex and depravity. Her stomach churned as she made her way up the stairs, small suitcase in hand. What had she let herself in for? This had to be the most outrageous assignment she’d ever done.
    Before she could knock, the door swung open and she stepped inside, stealing one last glimpse of the outside world.
    Blinking, Laura took in her surroundings and the stern woman that stood in front of her.  Well lit and surprisingly modern, the hall reeked of wealth and glamour. Muted shades of gold and bronze mingled with blacks and creams. Two large, sensual sculptures framed the grand staircase and the marble floor gleamed underfoot.
    “Laura Montgomery?” The woman peered at her, a good several inches taller.
    Roughly middle-aged and attractive, her thick black hair was pulled back into a chignon. Dark make-up accentuated her brown eyes and full lips. Her tight black dress made Laura feel underdressed in her jeans and fitted t-shirt.
    The woman thrust out a hand and Laura shook it, surprised by the grip.
    “I’m Victoria Pembroke, the headmistress here at Hollybourne,” she greeted in a clipped, efficient tone.
    “Nice to meet you.”
    Victoria flicked a look at the clipboard in her hand. “We have all your paperwork and your medical test results came back last week so all I need to do is show you around and then I’ll take you to your room and introduce you to the other pupils.”
    “Are there many others?” Laura asked, clutching her suitcase to her chest.
    Victoria motioned for her to put it to one side and when she clicked her fingers, a butler came hurrying out of a room and took the suitcase upstairs.
    “Two other girls.”
    “Oh, I thought there would be more of us. Like a normal school, you know?”
    A black eyebrow arched as Victoria eyed her. “This is no normal school. We run a very intensive course here and everything we do is customised for each and every sub. It requires time and patience. We could hardly do what we do if we had a rowdy class of girls to deal with. That, my dear, is why Hollybourne School is the best training school in England, if not the world.”
    Laura’s cheeks heated. “Of course. No, I know it is. I didn’t mean to imply…” She clamped her mouth shut as Victoria spun on her heels and led her through the house.
    “This is the main reception room. You may use this room to relax in the evening. You will have one day off a week – Sunday – and you are very welcome to use any of the facilities here during down time. We have a pool, tennis courts and a spa. You are also welcome to leave the school on Sundays but NOT during the week, is that clear?”
    “Of course. No worries.” Laura resisted the urge to glare back as Victoria eyed her coolly. What a bitch.
    While Laura was shown much of the house, several of the rooms remained out of bounds, peaking her curiosity. From the discrete brochures she’d been sent – ones that were only sent out after they’d run a security check on her – she knew some of those rooms were for training.
    Victoria finally led her upstairs, ushering her into a large room. The dorm. Laura gulped as the heads of two other women snapped in her direction from their beds. Both sized her up before offering her a smile.
    The dark-haired woman’s grin widened and she jumped up. “Hi! I’m Simone. So you’re the last of us, eh?”
    Laura studied Simone, managing a tight smile. Somewhere in her forties, Simone’s skin was a deep caramel shade, matching her long, dark hair and chocolate eyes. Simone looped an arm