Flashback:
"So this Scott, is he your boyfriend" the man asked? Storm was silent, in the quiet of the principal's office the only thing that could be heard was the sound of her own heart which beat wildly in her chest. Mr. Toler held her on his lap as he sat in the chair of his desk. She had hoped that after the first time Mr. Toler had seen them together he would not ask any more questions. Shaking her head she looked down at the floor. It had been over a week since it had happened…
After nearly a month of begging her Storm had agreed to let Scott walk her home. She knew it was an excuse for him to question her about her sudden isolation at home but accepted it none the less. She already figured out what she would tell him. She would tell him that she felt homesick and that it was just taking her some time to get use to her new surroundings and being the trusting person Scott was he would believe her. They hadn't even made it to the door when she realized they were being watched. Turning slightly she saw Mr. Toler standing in the middle of the hall watching them. He didn't say a word. Scott who had not noticed his presence continued to speak but the words were lost to her. They hung above her head like a cloud threatening to come down but never doing so. "So what do you think"? Storm blinked at her friends words. She had just realized he was still talking. "About what" she asked. "About me and Jean"? The young woman smiled, a slight feeling of relief coming over her. "oh yes, you like her don't you"? Scott shrugged but could not hide the tinge of red his cheeks had given off. "I guess so" he whispered shyly. "I mean…I know you and Jean are friends and I was hoping maybe you could send a few good words about me her way"? Storm nodded. "Of course Scott". Looking over her shoulder once more she allowed her muscles to relax as she saw that the man was no longer in the hall…
Finding her mind rushing back into present day Storm winced as the man grabbed a hold of her face pressing rough fingers down upon unhealed bruises along her jaw. "You wouldn't' lie to me would you pet"? "Because if you do I might just have to break my promise" he threatened. "No I'm not lying" she assured him. "Were just friends…honest". "And is he a mutant" the man asked. Storm knew she was silent too long for him to believe any answer she gave. Lowering her head she felt the tears building once again in her eyes. "Please don't hurt him" she begged. The man smiled. "I wouldn't dream of it…that is as long as you're a good pet".
"I got something for you". Leaning forward the man held the girl as he reached for the bottom drawer of his desk. Inside was a black leather collar covered in tiny metal studs which he dangled in front of her. "I want you to put it on" he said. When the girl didn't respond in time Mr. Toler took a hold of her hair causing her to let out a yelp as he pulled it. "That wasn't a question" he hissed. Holding back a sob Storm moved slowly failing to keep her nervous hands from shaking as she took a hold of the sliver of leather slipping it from his hand. Obediently she buckled the collar around her neck and shuddered as the man ran a hand over it. "Good, very good".
The girl felt her stomach churn as his tongue forced entrance into her mouth. It wasn't the first time Mr. Toler had kissed her but her disgust in him doing so hadn't changed. Subconsciously she felt her hands move up to press against the man's chest as he leaned into her. His lips never left hers but he made his irritance known in the form of a sharp pinch to the upper end of her inner thigh. She stiffened as the same hand continued up her thigh towards the rim of her shorts.
As long as she kept Mr. Toler happy he wouldn't tell "Master" about the others.