Learn to Behave

Collar Testing

It was Friday morning, and Sara woke up in his hug, pressing her back against Ash's chest. She pressed harder against him, really wanting to merge with him. Ash just held her and started to caress her head. A tear left Sara's eye; she felt sad. She didn't want to leave him, and neither did he want to leave her. Eventually, Ash and Sara got up. Ash took out her favorite hoodie from his drawer—the one she always wore. He also took out a black button up and sweatpants. He pressed these into her hands, saying she should have them in memory of him. Sara cried softly as she hugged him. Thanking him for it.

It was getting late. At 2 p.m., every top must be in the testing hall. Sara accompanied Ash to the testing building. He took her into a tight embrace, and she laid her head into his chest, closing her eyes and taking in the scent of Ash one last time. Then he removed the collar from her neck, it felt really bare without it. He took it and put it on his wrist. His button up sleeve was pulled up, so the collar was visible.

Sara now realized that it wasn't just the collar that marked her as his; it was the rank he held. Nobody else had a gold collar, and she just wore it without noticing it. She stood there at the entrance to the hall, seeing Ash walking in the double door. Not knowing if she would end up with him. She was classified as a brat, and she'll stay a brat till the end of her school time.
But he? Will he hold the gold chain? If not, she will go to the boy or girl who has the gold chain because she is the number one brat.

She went back to the dorm and wrote to Abi, Skala, and Carly. She really needed some distraction. All four agreed that it would at least create some distraction. They went out to the city and went shopping. It wasn't as funny as always. The mood was in the cellar, but what should they expect? After some time, they decided to go back to the school and try to look at the golden hour on the rooftop terrace. The sun shone in their faces, and they sat there just doing nothing on the bench where Ash and Sara confessed to each other.

They sat there for a long time. When Abi wanted to leave, Sara invited them to her dorm to cook something. She cooked meatballs with spaghetti and vegetables. They all enjoyed the evening and went back to their dorms.

Sara was now alone in the dorm. And then it hit her, tears welled up in her eyes and slowly fell down her cheeks as she sat down on the couch, crying softly. She cried long into the night, listened to some music, and looked at the sketches of Ash. She eventually went to Ash's bed and fell asleep there.

It was a long day before her, time would go around knowing that Ash was tested, and she waited here for him in hope of being paired with him. It would be her last year with him, he's a senior, and she's just a junior.

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Ash was walking into the testing center, and at the reception, the lady gave him a room key. With the room key and the few things he took with him, he walked along the aisle, took the stairs, and went to his room. It was empty; the emotions were missing. Sara was missing in his room. He unpacked the stuff he brought to the testing, it wasn't much—only hoodies, trousers, a button-up, and underwear. The dress code was all black, which means a black button up with black trousers and black loafers.

Ash lay in his bed and held a photo of Sara in his hand. She smiled at it. She seemed really happy. The time passed, and at 2 p.m., the opening ceremony was held in the assembly hall. He made his way into the assembly hall and sat down in his seat. He had a better seat than the other tops, which marked him as the top dominant.

The assembly hall filled, and at 2 p.m., the doors closed, and Mrs. Adams stepped onto the stage. She tapped the microphone for attention.

"Dear Top's, Welcome to the Annual Collar Testing. I hope you are all ready to fight for your subs and claim them as yours. Be ready for the fight of your duty, may the good will be with you. Let the pleasure, pain, beauty, and power of BDSM guide you through the testing. Now I would like to ask Mrs. Williams, our top dominant for three full years, to take the stage for some words to all the tops." Mrs. Adams finished her short but powerful speech.

Ash stood up and went on the stage. He closed his black blazer and walked behind the speech desk. He cleared his throat.
"Dear Tops, may the pleasure, pain, beauty, and power of BDSM be on your side. Fight for your subs; fight for them; fight for you. May the best top claim the top sub, Sara Lee, and claim her as theirs. May the good will be on your side." Ash finished his speech. Leaving the stage and sitting back in his chair.

There was a little more information, which all stood out in the paper they received for annual testing—nothing special. When the assembly was finished, Ash made his way back to his dorm. The first test was "punishment". Ash left his room and went to the testing room. By now, everything was VR, and that meant that he'd be tested with a computer.

In the room, Ash became the setting on his head. Then it played a scene with a female sub and him in the room. Then it started.

"I will not listen to you," the sub said.
"Oh, and what makes you think that?"
"Because I just don't want to."
"Don't be pathetic, you know that you deserve to be punished," Ash said on the side, now saying what rules she broke.
- disobeying direct commands
- foul language to him
- disrespecting the dominants by not calling the dominants by their title.
- and all because she didn't work for school.

Ash knew this test was done under stress to handle it right, but with that, he should not have any problems.
"You disobeyed my direct commands, used foul language against me, even though you know how much I hate it; you didn't call me or your teacher by our titles, and all this because you didn't learn for school; you made me look pathetic out there as if I couldn't handle you." Ash said it in a really stern manner.
"I just wasn't motivated, Siiir" She rolled her eyes.
"Enough now, watch your tone, or you'll get an edging to your already existing belting on the ass and the floggers on your breast. But that's up to you; I know how turned on you are right now; your blush tells too much," Ash stringently told the sub.

She's bowing her head and saying nothing more.
"Now come, lay over my lap," Ash commanded the sub to do.
And then the test was finished. His score was 9/10. He reached his hand up in the air. Why only nine points? That wasn't enough.

"Yeah, what is the matter, Mr. Williams?" The tester spoke through the microphone.
"Why only nine out of ten?" Ash asked him
"We think you did an overall good job, but first you should have announced the punishment before the edging." The test spoke
"OK," Ash replied with a confused look.
When could he possibly have said that?

But he walked out of the room and back into his room, the first test was done, and he knew he needed to achieve the 10/10 in the others, otherwise he'd lose Sara. Ash went to sleep without eating anything; too much Sara was missing.

The next morning, Ash stood up at 7 p.m. for breakfast. It wasn't delicious, but edible. The next test was dominance. He passed it with a 10/10. The second test was sex. He hated this part, it felt like he was cheating on Sara. Underneath him, a slave lay, and he needed to show how he had sex with Sara. He didn't feel secure, he never had that in the three years he was here. Sara was truly someone special. In the end, it got him only 7/10 points. The second day ended with only 17 out of 20 possible points, and the last test was a mix of everything. Writing, VR, and a speaking test.

The next day, on the last test, he got 9/10, and Ash was afraid that he had lost Sara. He went back to his room, and then the final assembly was held. He sat in his armchair. Hopefully getting Sara back.

Mrs. Adams came on stage, tapped the microphone for attention, and the chatter vanished.
"Dear Tops, this year's collar testing went smoothly; everyone was on time for their tests. Applause to you all." It got loud, and everyone clapped. Then she silenced the room again.
"First things first." A man of middle age came on stage with an envelope in his hand. She took it and thanked him with a kiss on the forehead. It was her slave.
"In this envelope, dear tops, is the best top of this year. The prize will be Sara Lee, so far Ash's sub." Adams said.
She opened the envelope
"This year's best top award goes to... Mr. Joshua, Carter, dear Mr. Carter, congratulations to the best top."

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