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Cindy the Brat part 5The ticking of the large Grandfather clock in the corner of the room was the only sound to be heard in Matron White's office as she sat behind her large wooden desk and looked intently at Cindy as if trying to confirm her identity by retinal scan. The Matron herself wasn't that much older than Miss Lawrence was, perhaps 35, and wore a smart long skirt and jacket in black with a white shirt.Cindy the Brat part 5
Not a word had been said as Cindy and Lily had left the room where they had just been found tickling their Behavioural Counsellor (Miss Lawrence) and followed The Matron down the seemingly endless corridors of the North Wing to her offic
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Cindy the Brat part 4Cindy awoke with a start, confused she looked around wondering where she was. Looking in the mirror on the opposite wall she saw her blonde hair sticking out at odd angles. She heard the clock ticking above her head. She looked out of her window through the gap in the curtains at the dim light outside and the braches waving in the wind.Cindy the Brat part 4
These familiar things calmed her enough for her to realise that she was in her bed – she had begun to think of it as her bed around a week ago – in her room – two weeks ago – in her school's Behavioural Clinic.
She remembered being bad before coming here, bu
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Cindy's Dream - part 3.5It was black but Cindy was falling. She could feel that she was falling, falling uncontrollably into the dark. She reached out to grab something, anything to stop her falling, but there was nothing there. She could see nothing and the only sound she could hear was very faint laughter. Slowly her surroundings were illuminated and she could see the sides of the tunnel down which she was falling. It looked like a large well except for the fact that the walls were covered in cupboards and bookshelves. She was falling rather slowly as the items on the wall weren’t going by as fast as she thought they should. She looked down to seeCindy's Dream - part 3.5
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Cindy the Brat part 3Cindy had been bad, very bad and the Headmaster at her boarding school had tried one last, experimental, method of punishment. During her time at her school’s Behavioural Clinic Cindy’s life became one of predictable structure. She was taught her lessons, did her homework, ate and slept; all within the confines of the fourth floor in the school’s North Wing. Her life was lived to a strictly enforced time table.Cindy the Brat part 3
Further to her regular school routine Cindy was compelled to attend tickling sessions at least once a week, compelled by her Behavioural Counsellor, Miss Lawrence. The sessions involved her being restrained
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i love your cindy story ^_^ sad it ended so soon
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