Pet Teacher

My face went flush as soon as I heard the question, but I answered, “I have one small butt plug, two vibrators, a vibrating egg, and a wi-vibe, which is my favourite toy.”

“A decent selection,” she said, approvingly. “I need to get a wi-vibe, I am told they are amazing.”

“Oh yes,” I said, explaining, “It pleases your clit and your g-spot. Plus, you can use it alone or while getting...”

“Getting what?” she asked, knowingly.

“Fucked,” I said, embarrassed by saying the word to my 18 year old student.

“No reason to be embarrassed here, my pet,” she said. “Ok, question two. How often do you masturbate?”

“Almost every day, sometimes twice,” I answered.

“I see,” she said as she wrote down my answer. “Question Three. How often do you and your husband have sex?”

I though about this a moment before I answered, “Well it depends. He is often gone for a week or two at a time, as he works in the oil fields. When he is home, we make love every couple of days, give or take.”

“Hmmm,” she said, in a curious tone that had me confused by her intent. “Question four. How often do you have sex with a woman?”

“I haven’t had sex with a woman in years,” I answered, my tone slightly regretful.

“Really?” she said with a mocked shock. “I assumed that. A better question is how many women have you been with in your life.”

“Oh,” I said, going even a darker shade of red, “Lots.”

“Can you be more specific?” she probed.

“Well over 40,” I said ashamedly, and then tried to lighten my answer by explanation, “College was a crazy time.”

“You slut,” she accused, mockingly. “Tell me the dirtiest thing you have ever done.”

I paused as I reflected on that, before asking, “With a guy or girl?”

“You are a slut, aren’t you?” she teased. “Guy first.”

“Well my ex-fiancé desperately wanted a threesome, so I gave him one,” I explained, pausing for dramatic effect “with his best friend. I ended up being DP’d for the first, and, so far, only time.”

“Did you like it?” she queried.

“Yes,” I answered, “the opportunity just has not presented itself.”

“Well that can be arranged,” she said, with a devious smirk on her face, “now how about your dirtiest thing with a girl?”

I sat there thinking for a while before saying, “Well today at lunch would have to be up there. But in college during sorority initiation, my final task was to please all six of the sorority leaders all night. I ate each of their pussies at least twice and was fucked in both my pussy and ass all night.”

“Did you enjoy that?”

I paused, unsure how to answer, before honestly admitting, “It was the greatest sexual experience of my life.”

“I see,” she said, jotting down my words. She wrote for a while, before finally speaking, “You are even more complex than I thought.” A long silence filled the room before she added with confidence, “You need me even more than I thought.”

I finally gave in completely acknowledging she was right when I said, “Yes, yes I do.”

This brought a genuine smile from Julie who said, “Just a few more questions. Well, this next one seems redundant, as you clearly have done anal and like it, correct?”

“Yes,” I answered, not as ashamed as I should have been from such an admission.

“Do you like to be called names?”

“It doesn’t bother me and when I am really horny it actually turns me on,” I answered, before adding, “although, I have no idea why.”

“Oh that is easy,” she explained, “You have an extreme sub personality. Thus you don’t feel worthy of the love and attention you get. Terms such as slut and whore justify that you are indeed just that and not worthy of the respect of other people.”

I reflected on this quietly as she added, “But true sexual bliss is a give and take. It isn’t really about names; it is about finding each person’s sexual personality and enhancing it. I, for example, don’t get off from being fucked. I get off from the pure and complete submission to me, freely given by beautiful women. I can’t explain it, but it is who I am. Just as you can’t explain why you are so wet right now and have juice dripping out your pussy and down your leg.”

I looked down and indeed, a small, small stream of my juice was dribbling down my right leg.

“Last question,” she announced amused, “What is your ultimate fantasy? What do you think about when you play with yourself?”

I paused for a long time, as Julie waited patiently for me to answer, until I said, “My fantasy isn’t too far from what is actually happening right now, I suppose. I often think about being seduced by my female students. Of being blackmailed into becoming their submissive sex toy.”

“Really,” she said, overly dramatic, “any girls in particular?”

“Well, Ashton Kissenger, is my most constant fantasy Mistress,” I answered, shamefully.

“The Reverend’s daughter?” she asked, for the first time shocked by me.

I felt empowered being able to shock Julie as I added, “Yes, I imagine her dominating me and making me continually repent for my sins.”

“Wow,” Julie said, still surprised by my disturbing fantasy. “Well that was hot. Now take off your dress, my pet.”

I stood up and with an attempt at sexy, slid my dress down my body.

Julie looked me up and down, admiring me. “Show me your breasts, my pet.”

I unclasped my lace bra and allowed it to drop to the floor, my small, but still firm, 34B breasts, now free for her to see.

She looked at me. Her eyes lingered over my naked body for a long time. She did not speak. I felt more uncomfortable standing there naked than I did when Beth was between my legs in my classroom. Finally, the awkwardness of the situation was changed when Julie said, ever so gently, “Get on all fours, my pet.”

I obeyed, instantly less self-conscious than while I was standing naked.

She complimented me in a delicious purr, “Good pet, you’re such a good pet.” She then slid off her skirt, sat at the end of her couch, opened her legs and added, “Crawl to me, my pet.”

I instantly obeyed, slowly crawling on all fours to my 18-year-student. When I reached her legs, she said, “Ready to submit, my pet?”

“Yes,” I instantly answered.

“As soon as you lick my pussy, I am your Mistress. You will obey every command I ever give you, understood?”

With only a slight moment of hesitation I answered, “Yes, I understand.”

She asked, “Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” I responded.

“Completely?”

“Yes.”

“You understand I know exactly what you need to reach pure orgasmic bliss?”

“Yes.”

“I plan to take you places you have never even imagined,” she continued.

I looked up into her eyes, confused.

She smiled, “You fantasize about being taken by a group of boys, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I admitted, looking back down.

“Fantasize about sucking cock after cock?”

“Yes.”

“Being a lesbian slave to me and all my friends?”

“Yes.”

“Those and more will all come true, very, very soon, my pet,” she announced to me.

“I can’t wait,” I said, my pussy leaking pussy juice.

“What do you want to do right now, my pet?” she asked, knowing the answer I was about to give.

“Eat your pussy,” I answered, hypnotized by her shaved cunt.

“How bad?” she asked.

“I have never wanted to do anything more in my life,” I answered.

“Well my pet, eat away,” she offered.

I instantly buried my head between my student’s legs. I had not eaten a pussy for a while, but it is not something you forget how to do. I was in no rush. I wanted to savour the moment. When I was in-between her legs, I was in charge. I chose when she came. I always loved that power, whether it was eating a pussy or sucking a cock; pleasure at the mercy of my mouth. I licked slowly, up and down her pink pussy lips. Her soft moans indicated she was enjoying my tender licks. I kept up this gentle teasing for a few minutes, before moving up and taking her swollen clit in my mouth. As I sucked on her clit, I used my tongue to put extra pressure on it. Her moans began to get louder as I concentrated on her clit. When I could tell she was getting close, I slid two fingers into her wet pussy. I began pumping her pussy with my fingers, never letting her clit out of my mouth. Soon her legs squeezed my head, at which time I hooked my two fingers inside her pussy until I found her g-spot and watched from extremely up close as I gave her a full-blown shake-and-bake orgasm.

I stayed in my obedient submissive position between her legs until she recovered from her orgasm. She then pulled me up and kissed me hard. When she broke the kiss she gave me a smile as she said, “Well, you are an incredibly good pussy pleaser, my pet.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” I responded declaring my complete submission.

She stood up and walked out of the room. I waited there on the couch wondering what I was supposed to do. I sat there impatiently, naked except my thigh high stockings, until she returned. I let out a small gasp as she came out wearing a massive strap-on cock. It was easily 8 inches long. In her hand was also what looked like a butt plug; a large butt plug. She walked over to me and said, “Bend over, my pet.”

I instantly obeyed. She bent down, spread open my ass cheeks and licked my anal entrance. No one had ever done that to me before and I was amazed at how good it felt. I gave out a surprised moan of pleasure. She then slowly pushed the butt plug into my ass. She had clearly lubricated it before she came back into the room, as it slid rather easily into my ass. She purred “You have had some pretty big things in your ass before, I see, my pet.”

“Yes, Mistress, my husband regularly fucks my ass,” I responded, honestly.

“I see,” she said as she positioned herself behind me, her plastic cock at the entrance of my gaping cunt. I, without even realizing I was doing it, leaned back and took the cock in my pussy. “You are an eager little pet slut, aren’t you?” she asked.

“Mmmm,” I moaned as all eight inches of the toy filled me. My ass now rested on Julie’s legs; both toys filled me completely.

“Bounce back on me, my pet,” she demanded, “Fuck yourself for your Mistress.”

I quickly obeyed, each back thrust attempting to take the toy deeper than the stroke before. My moans quickly became screams as the double penetration filled me so completely I thought I might pass out. As I was getting closer to cummimg, Julie began spanking my ass. That immediately put me over the edge as, like a whore, I gave a scream that echoed throughout the room.

I quivered in continual orgasm as Julie pushed me onto my stomach, fucking me harder and faster. I screamed and begged her to stop, as my pussy lips suddenly became incredibly sensitive. But she didn’t listen and only pounded me harder. The fucking had me going crazy with both pleasure and an odd tickle, if that makes any sense.

Soon I was moaning again and, for the first time ever, had two orgasms from fucking, the second one even more intense than the first. Sweat poured down my body as Julie lay on top of me, both toys still buried inside me. We remained in that position until my orgasm had completely faded. Julie then pulled her strap-on cock out of me.

“Did you like that, my pet teacher?” she asked, standing up.

I rolled onto my back and admitted, “I have never cum so hard in my life.”

“Good,” she said, “Now get over here and clean up your juices, my pet.”

I struggled to get up, my legs still numb. After getting up my knees buckled a bit, and I almost fell face first into the cock.

This had Julie laughing so hard that the plastic cock bounced up and down, with my juice dripping from it. Finally, she calmed down and I took the plastic toy in my mouth. As I attempted to retrieve my juice from the cock I heard a door close.

I looked up and saw an older version of Julie in the doorway, dressed in a Hooters outfit, a smirk on her face. I looked at her speechless, unable to move, my hand holding her daughter’s strap-on cock, a plug still in my ass. No one said a word for a long time, tension filling the room. Finally I said, “I m so sorry, Mrs. Wilkinson, I can explain.”

“You can explain why you are naked, in my livingroom, holding onto my daughter’s strap-on cock?” she asked curiously, as she took off her shoes and walked towards me. “Which, correct me if I am wrong, is coated with your cum?”

I let go of the cock, but Julie quickly scolded, “Did I give you permission to stop, my pet?”

I looked at her, surprised she would still be trying to control me in front of her mother, until her mother said, “So you got your teacher in less than a week, which is mighty impressive honey.”

“Keep sucking, my pet,” Julie demanded, as she continued to talk to her mother as if nothing out of the ordinary was currently happening. “Thanks Mom, she is going to be a great addition to our harem.”

“I think you’re right,” her mother replied, “I will be in my room. Bring her in for her final training.”

“Yes, Mistress,” obeyed Julie.

I continued sucking the plastic cock, stunned to my core and wondering what her mother could possible mean by my final training....

But that is another story altogether.

THE END