Boarding School Queen Chapter four is going to be a biggie, with quite a few fights and many principal characters involved, plus one or two new characters being introduced.
Part 1 sets the scene, and the main action will start with a vengeance from Part 2 onwards.
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All the characters and their names in the following story are fictional and over 18. I hope you enjoy reading the “Boarding School Queen” titfighting and sexfighting series. ? Ragnar0k
Chapter 4
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 1
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 2
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 3
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 4
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 5
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 6
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 7
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 8
BSQ Chapter 4 Destiny Ascension - part 9 (CONCLUSION)
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Boarding School Queen chapter 4 – Destiny Ascension Part 1
“Jesus Christ Almighty! Did you see how easily they gave that one away?”
Standing on the hockey pitch’s boundary line, Janice Mearns was practically spitting feathers as she watched the dejected Cardugan keeper recovering the small round hockey ball from the back of the net.
Watched by their demoralised opponents, the Rochebrune girls were celebrating right in front of the home team’s goal mouth now, literally jumping for joy as they high fived each other and jabbered away excitedly in French.
“Wait! Look at Mhairi go!” Shona Finlay pointed out to Janice, both girls watching as the red-faced Cardugan captain stomped over to the referee flailing her hockey stick in the air as she gesticulated for the goal to be ruled offside. The brunette’s actual words carried on the wind to the two spectating girls.
“Ref, that’s so unfair! A blind bat could see how far offside that was!”
“Well I’m not a blind bat, Miss MacGregor,” Cardugan’s PE mistress, Miss Anderton, replied sternly, “so the goal stands: consider it a token of the new entente cordiale between our schools if you will.”
Mhairi was clearly not any mood for rapprochement with the smug French students however as she stomped back to the centre line just as the match was about to restart.
Shona and Janice turned their attention back to the French girl who had just scored. As well as evidently being skilled with the hockey stick, the Rochebrune student had a most striking appearance, her long silver hair tied back in bunches, and a full bosom that swayed magnificently as she ran about on the pitch. For a few moments the girls admired the goal scorer’s poised and elegant demeanour, her clear complexion and the slightly haughty but also serene features of her beautiful face.
“Bet that one will give one of our girls a run for her money.” Shona observed sagely.
“Yes indeed,” agreed Janice. “In fact it’s already been settled: Amita will be tonight’s lucky girl.”
“Oh?”
“It’s an obvious one really: seeing as how Amita is currently in second place in our rankings while the silver-haired one - Charlotte LaFleur - is number two at Rochebrune.”
“And so our queen Mhairi fights their queen, that – er – voluptuous blonde, Sophie St Clair?”
“Yes, and to complete the picture our very own ex-queen Helen Brodie was selected by Mhairi no less to fight the first warm up bout; against that girl standing over there - Yasmin Bouali.”
“The North African looking one? Why wasn’t Susan picked then?”
“Well Mhairi discovered that Yasmin has a rep as a street brawler and a trib specialist, so I guess that’s Mhairi trying to protect her lover from getting too much in harm’s way. She probably hopes Helen will lose to her in any case.”
“But if Helen loses to Yasmin, then our other two must win!”
“Agreed, but can you really see Amita losing against that posh-looking silver-haired bitch? I mean she might be full of refined airs and graces but that hardly means she can fight one of our best girls, does it?”
“And presumably Mhairi must be able to take Sophie apart after the way she demolished Helen to take the Cardugan crown in the first place.”
“That’s certainly the theory. Wait! That Charlotte’s on the ball right now. Oh shit, looks like she’s gonna score again!”
“Oh, did you see how Helen just shoulder charged her and ruined her shot on goal. Nice one Helen!”
“Wow, they both ended up in the mud! Cool!”
“Yes, and those looks they just gave each other! Would be enough to curdle fresh milk from one of my daddy’s cows instantly!”
Helen was indeed looking daggers at Charlotte, who was now giving her tackler a real piece of her mind: “Can’t you watch out where you’re going!? Are you Scots really such poor losers!? I will have to teach you a lesson some time!”
“Oh, don’t be so feeble! Hockey is hardly a sport for young women with such delicate sensibilities as your own!”
“Tcha! I wasn’t too delicate to score that goal earlier!”
“I call that pure luck and nothing more!”
“Huh – you’re impossible!”
“Well, will you look at that!” Shona Finlay exclaimed. “The ref’s just blown the final whistle. So that means Rochebrune wins the overall hockey series by five games to four!”
“Whooo… our team looks mightily pissed off, and the celebrating Frenchies are really rubbing our noses in it! Tonight’s fights between both schools’ leading ladies are going to be real grudge matches!”
“I know, and I can’t wait to see it!”
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Somehow Janice had managed to wangle it that the tournament would be played out behind closed doors after hours, in the disused library old Carmichael Wing of the school rather than the girls having to traipse through the woods to the usual venue. Although it was highly unlikely that the event would be disturbed by prowling teachers at 10 o’clock at night, lookouts would still be posted at corridor ends as a precaution.
Janice had already discussed the rules with Marie Anne Delacroix, the Rochebrune coach, and it was decided that the evening’s tournament would be a freestyle event, leaving it to each competing girl to decide which favourite finishing move to rely on. As there were three fights to complete within the three hours allotted, it was also agreed that the victory conditions would be ‘sudden death’, with one deciding fall and no breaks. The victor would be the first girl to gain a submission or a knockout. Orgasm submissions would count, as would any submissions gained from other applied wrestling holds. The French coach also added the stipulation that a tit orgasm would also constitute a surrender.
Biting, scratching, punching or gouging would mean immediate disqualification for the simple reason that none of the girls must show signs of physical violence in the morning, when the ceremony to mark the end of the hockey tour would take took place. Janice Mearns would be officiating in her usual capacity, and one of the French girls had been appointed as a judge alongside Cardugan’s resident judge Lydia Chen to ensure fair play.
As the three best chosen fighters from both teams entered the arena in their school uniforms and lined up for a preliminary stare down, Helen found herself watching Charlotte LaFleur, the girl she had tackled so hard during the hockey match, with renewed interest thanks to the arrangement her father had revealed to her only days earlier.
Having learned that Cardugan was to receive the tour from its twin French school, Hector Brodie mentioned to his daughter that Auguste LaFleur, his most important French client, also had a daughter, Charlotte, at Rochebrune. Discovering that the daughter was a member the visiting team Hector arranged for Charlotte to stay with them after the trip as a guest of the family. The privileged young French woman demurely accepted the invitation to a weekend of walking and shooting on a top Scottish country estate and so arrangements were made with the schools to have Helen and Charlotte picked up on the morning of the tour’s closing ceremony.
“I’m sure you two girls will get on like a house on fire!” Hector Brodie laughed, but Helen found herself wondering what sort of girl Charlotte would be. Rich and privileged for sure, and some rich girls came loaded with baggage and the wrong sort of attitude, but she would find out soon enough. Perhaps it was just as well, Helen told herself, that the two girls had been rostered to fight different opponents tonight. After all, it wouldn’t have been a great start to the weekend if she ended up pussy taming her house guest before they even had time to get properly acquainted.
End of Part 1
Last edited by Ragnar0k; August 19th, 2017 at 06:33 AM.
to start off i would love to say that the previous chapter was great and the way you are setting up the plots for further expansion of the BSQ world is worth the wait.
As always great writing that allows the reader to get the situation in the head quite easily .
waiting for more.
Thanks very much indeed!Originally Posted by sm0397
The good news is that I've been beavering away on Chapter 4 and further instalments are close to completion, so hopefully this momentum will be maintained!
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