Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

[ericrodman101]

The cum passed back from Flavia to KittyKat, at first a dribble and then a great white stream of goo, coursing and sliding and flowing across the doctor’s lips and the void between them, into the girl’s open mouth. And all caught by naked Ricky on the camera, then played on the big screen and broadcast to the world.

Josh came suddenly in KittyKat’s cunt, so quickly that only at the final spurts did he pull out and spray his seed across her sullied flesh. He stepped back, his greasy cock slipping from her gaping hole. Leo stepped up, already hard for too long, knowing he wouldn’t be long inside her before he came to. The student fitted his cock into her cunt and pumped himself against the loose walls of her passage.

Professor Angus Plum watched, scene to screen and back again. He wanted the girl like nothing he could remember wanting so hard, but unlike the students fucking her, his cock was limp with old age. Watching her being fucked was like watching porn, but his unquenched desire detracted from the pleasure he wanted to feel personally, in his cock, in his head, in his heart.

Friedrich was glued to the screen, split between the cock punching into her cunt and the cum sluicing between the two woman. He rubbed his cock openly and vigorously, outside his trousers for anyone to see, but he too was spent for the night.

Flavia looked into her protege’s eyes. “Swallow it, dear girl,” she said wistfully. “Swallow and enjoy.”

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy looked up adoringly into those beautiful, knowing eyes, and swallowed. Dramatically. Maybe theatrically. So that her Mentor could see. See the obedience. See her dear girl swallow the cum straight from mouth to mouth. And also so that the camera could see, and the viewers watching them.

She grinned happily up at her crush, licking her lips clean, catching the stray spit and sperm.

"Yummy!"

And the cock fucking her cummed. She groaned in pleasure at having drained another cock of his spunk and then felt the emptiness filled by a new cock pumping away like he had a mission to achieve before he too spilled his load. Katy knew that she could go on like this. She had found out how to be comfortable, to adjust her hips to accommodate the many cocks fucking her one after another, and craved as much semen as the boys could give her.

"More, my Mistress, My Mentor, my idol!" Katy didn't know that she'd spoken out loud the words ringing in her head. She thought she'd simply tried to say it all with her eyes.

 

[ericrodman101]

"My mistress. My mentor. My idol!"

Flavia understood how KittyKat felt, but it was important to stay objective and detached. The girl had milked nearly every cock in the room, sucked Friedrich's enormous organ, been fucked by her professor, let her mentor dribble cum into her mouth, and all on her first day. Of course she would feel euphoric. Who wouldn't? And Flavia didn't want to dampen her ward's enthusiasm, yet somehow histrionics were not in order. Perhaps it was nearing time to call it a day and for KittyKat to come down off the high.

Flavia smiled, then tapped her finger against her closed lips, signaling for quiet. Ricky was still filming up close to KittyKat's mouth. The girl needed another cock to keep her busy.

"Cock 3," she called. Josh, still hard from fucking KittyKat came forward. "Her mouth," Flavia said. "She'll clean you up. Cock 5 will keep filming. And when Cock 4 has finished in her cunt, swap places with Cock 2 on the floor." Yes, she thought to herself, just about everything taken care of.

She stood up from the table. Friedrich was still standing by the door, vigorously masturbating himself. Flavia knew how hard she wanted the older man's cock in her mouth, but should she do it here in front of everyone? And when he was unlikely to achieve a third erection today. No, she decided. Let him work himself up to whatever climax he might achieve, but save fellating him for another day.

And then there was Angus. Why did her old friend look so sad? After all, he'd taken his student's virginity and Flavia surmised, would probably want to fuck the girl as the precursor to every class from now on. That was the sort of ritual which cemented a teacher student relationship. Should she say so to him, or just ask KittyKat next time they met whether Angus was fucking her before each class?

She turned back. Josh was kneeling on the gurney, facing down the table, his ass in the camera lens, astride KittyKat's head, leaning into mouth fucking her. The boy was bigger than Flavia remembered and at the angle he was employing, was thrusting deep inside her, his cock head pushing up in her neck. She would still be lubricated from all the cum she'd swallowed after being fed by her mentor, but whether Josh would cum again so soon after cumming in her cunt, and relubricating her throat, remained to be seen. Still he was doing a good job for the camera and keeping her quiet.

"Good job," she said, patting Josh on the shoulder. "Make her gag if you can."

Gagging on cock would be a good lesson to end today.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

I'll gag if that's what you want, if that will please you, thought Katy to herself. Thought, because it's impossible to talk while your mouth and throat are being fucked by a large and eager cock.

Dr. Flavia had issued a stream of orders, much like the stream of cum dribbled from her mouth to Katy's, and the orders would choreograph some complicated swapping of boys over. But the result should mean that every available cock would have fucked KittyKat in the mouth and cunt, or at least tried. As far as Katy could make out. But it was difficult to keep up. But then there was poor Friedrich. He still hadn't squeezed that weird fat cock of his into her cunt. She still wanted to feel that. Maybe she could ask her Mentor to hold a special film session where that was all they would attempt?

Katy's mind might have wandered but she still remembered what she was there for. A thorough fucking, which is what she was getting. There weren't many cocks left to fuck her but they each deserved her best welcome just like the first. She hoped that all the boys, all the cocks would be satisfied and want to come back for more. She certainly did. This act of fucking, or being fucked, was even better than she'd been led to expect. And the spunk! There was just so much of it. So fragrant, such a texture, consistency. Different each time, yet similar. She knew she was addicted to man-cum.

But then her thoughts were disrupted by a particularly deep and energetic throat fucking that did indeed have her gagging. Eyes watering, choking, pounded by the thrusts between her legs ramming a hard cock into her cunt, mouth violated.

Oh, fuck! She cummed. Spasm after spasm, jerking, shaking, tits wobbling, limbs uncontrollable. Her hand sought Dr. Flavia's in a flailing uncoordinated search. She wanted to dedicate this orgasm to her crush. Katy's eyes rolled up and for a moment everything went black.

 

[ericrodman101]

Professor Plum watched KittyKat receiving the double penetration with a mixture of lust and anxiety. He knew he had no claim over the girl and that it was Flavia who had brought all their plans to fruition. She looked so fuckable lying there with Flavia's boys in her mouth and cunt, not to mention swapping cum with her teacher. He tried to ignore Friedrich's frenzied jacking off next to him. Strange how the janitor had always seemed so timid and unsure of himself, yet now had his huge cock out of his trousers in his hand for everyone to see, including the web viewers. No, it was KittyKat he wanted to concentrate on. Her violation was complete. This was no longer an academic exercise, but a first and fatal step on the road to slutification. And that's what he wanted. Wasn't it? An innocent girl, a virgin to turn into a slut, to observe and document and publish, to make his name as a psychological researcher.

Yet he wanted her for himself. Carnally, for sure. He wanted to fuck her in the privacy of his rooms. But he wanted to protect her. Was that the right word? It seemed completely at odds with where their relationship was at, as well as his plans to turn her into a slut. But he could protect a slut. Maybe he meant a sex slave. He wanted to protect her as his sex slave. His willing human sex doll. Yes, that was how he felt. Maybe when the project was finished and his research published, he could pull KittyKat back from a life in porn, back from the brink where he could protect her, fuck her, slutify her, but just for him. Maybe...

And then the girl orgasmed, her body shaking, her tits, her arms, her ass bucking against the table, Flavia's boys still inside her, fucking her, filming her, Flavia holding her hand and encouraging her, KittyKat gasping for air round the cock in her mouth, the Professor imagining her biting into that firm, fleshy rod between her teeth, biting and blood spurting and a boy screaming in pain and....

And then the girl went quiet as if she was suddenly unconscious. He ran to her side.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy came to holding onto her Mentor with one hand and her Professor with the other. She had no idea how long she'd been out but she was still getting fucked. Which was good.Because it meant that she hadn't ruined the filming. They needed to keep fucking her and cumming all over her whether she was aware or not. That was what they were here for.

Also, Katy had lost track of whose cock was whose, of who was fucking her. But that didn't matter either. In fact, it was good, surely? She was there for cocks to fuck, what concern was it of hers who the cock was attached to? Wasn't that the point of the Professor's project?

Now fully awake and aware, KittyKat squeezed the hands she was holding, reassuring them that she was ready for more, and emphasised the fact by enthusiastically gobbling the cock in her mouth and tilting her hips in time with the pounding she was getting from the hard cock in her cunt. She wanted to finish this well and look like a cum-drenched slut whore when they formally examined her now well-used cunt.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor held tight to KittyKat's hand. She'd definitely blanked for a moment. But only a moment. He'd heard some women do that. Blank during orgasm. Is that what it was? Was it a problem? Serious? Or maybe she'd gagged. After all, that's what Flavia told the guy to do. Make her gag. Gagging was as much about fucking on film as anything else. No one else seemed to worry. Not Flavia. Not the kids fucking and filming her. She squeezed his hand. He smiled down at her sweet face where her lips circled the cock in her mouth. Is this what kids did nowadays, he pondered. Fucked as easily as they did everything else. Jesus! To be eighteen again. But then she was his to fuck too. Everyday. Before her lesson. No, not before. It was the lesson. Fuck your Professor, beautiful KittyKat, fuck him and make him happy, and everything else will follow.

The guy in her cunt finished with a grunt and a thrust. The professor pictured the cum spewing from the end of his cock deep inside her, but as he did so, the kid withdrew and sprayed the remaining semen along her body like the others had done. Flavia was cooing, 'good boy'. He had a beautiful cock, sleek and smoothly uncut, glistening in her cunt juices. Angus had a strange desire to reach down and touch him. He didn't think it was carnal. More an academic interest. That would do for an explanation in any case. Just reach out, keep smiling, but in a commanding sort of way, and touch the student who'd fucked KittyKat and whose still hard cock was waving before him inviting attention.

"Do you mind if I...." His own words surprised the Professor as much as the sight of his hand reaching out.

"Do I mind what?" asked the kid with the number 2 written by Flavia across his forehead.

But it was too late. The Professor touched him, glancing his fingertips across the gently pliant pink flesh of the erect cock.

"Angus. Really!" Flavia admonished. "I was saving the gay stuff for another lesson. Keep your mind on what we have to do. Everyone finish up now and then we'll re-examine your cunt, dear. Post-fuck."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat felt cared for. No, that wasn't quite right. She was Katy again. She felt a bit sore, worn out, almost exhausted.

Dr. Flavia had taken her home. Not to Katy's little student place, but to the Dr's. They'd cuddled in the taxi on the way, tenderly, and Katy had her hair stroked just the way she liked. It was nice. They didn't talk much and the driver kept watching them in his mirror, but Katy was too drained to put on any kind of show.

Once inside, the young student was offered a drink and something to eat.

"What I'd really like, if it's okay, is a cup of tea and a bath. A long, hot soak? With bubbles? And you? Scrubbing my back? Or front, or wherever, or everywhere. With a soapy washcloth?"

Katy yawned and stretched. She'd never felt so good. It was a bit like after swimming or gymnastics at school, but kind of more so. Every part of her body felt like it had received a workout, but she was glowing. From the inside.

"I think I just had the best day of my life?" she offered, slowly climbing the stairs to Dr. Flavia's bathroom. "I know it won't be the same trying to do it again, but I can hardly wait for next time, for our next film project?" she continued while stripping naked at the top of the stairs and then following her host into the large bathroom dominated by a luxurious looking tub for two, the taps at the side rather than one end. Katy sat on the toilet seat while Dr. Flavia ran the bath, throwing in all kinds of delicious-smelling ingredients; all soapy and herbally and giving off fragrant steam. The young woman climbed in and relaxed back, breathing out a long, well-contented sigh.

"I don't suppose you need a lodger? Or a live-in lover?" she mused absently, not thinking about what she was saying.

 

[ericrodman101]

Professor Angus Plum sat in his office staring glumly at the wall. The post-fuck examination of KittyKat's fucked cunt and destroyed hymen had gone more smoothly than the rest of the rambunctious web broadcast. Flavia knew how to direct, how to get them all to do what she wanted, so much so that KittyKat had gone home with Flavia in a cab. They were probably girl on girl now as he sat on his own. He unzipped his trousers, flipped out his cock and stroked himself imagining Flavia and KittyKat pleasuring each other. Jealous? For sure. Hard? Mmmm. Ready to fuck KittyKat tomorrow in class? Of course. It was his entitlement now. His ration for teaching her. Exposing her to the world. He was in it for the research, for the academic accolades, and in it for the twenty-something pussy too. He looked down as his cock spasmed and he came in his hand.
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Friedrich sat on a bench in the park, his cock hanging out in the cool night air. No matter how hard he'd tugged at himself, his organ was spent for the day. If only he'd tried harder to fuck KittyKat. If only they'd all tried harder. He'd fucked women before, but just not many. He was too big, too much of an effort to accommodate, and they liked sucking him. He liked it too. Being sucked off and drowning them in semen. But he wanted to cum inside KittyKat. Wanted to feel the release and lower his mouth onto hers as he filled her with seed. Just once to enjoy an ordinary, common and garden missionary fuck and not be the biggest cock in the room where everyone got to perve instead of enjoying oral on his own. He zipped himself back up and walked into the night.
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Flavia's boys tidied up the studio. The webcast replayed on the big screen. The whole day had been chaotic. Almost nothing had gone to plan until the post-fuck cunt examination which had been so unproblematic as to be anti-climactic.

"Lots of editing, eh Gavin?" James said, shoving his fellow student playfully. "Especially the bit where you don't cum on her body like the doctor required."

Gavin sighed. Working with Dr Flavia Martinelli had been his greatest desire and now his biggest let down. He'd graduated watching her fuck on film and then to find himself in her class had been beyond his wildest dreams. Well almost. The more he watched the older woman fuck on film, the more he wanted to be the guy fucking her. And yet however much he hinted, flirted, stayed back late offering to help, even getting naked around her, the further he felt from fulfilling his dream. Had she fucked her other students? Not if they were telling him the truth. Maybe Ricky, he thought. Her favourite.

"Ricky," he called. "You off home?" The Chinese student nodded. "Then I'll join you. Something I want to discuss."
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Lodger? Live-in lover? Flavia already knew KittyKat was smitten. It was OK. She tried very hard not to confuse business with pleasure when it came to the male students. It was so hard to keep boys focused on study when there was pussy available. But KittyKat...well, the girl was a natural and there'd be plenty of time for business and pleasure.

"Enjoy the bath," Flavia said. "And then we can talk."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh, crumbs! I'm so sorry, Dr.Flavia, please forgive me. I shouldn't have said that, not out loud. What must you think of me?" Katy crossed her legs under the soapy water and folded her arms over her chest, sinking lower until the bubbles covered her from the neck down. She knew she was in a classic defensive posture, embarrassed and ashamed of herself despite all the supposed newfound freedoms that her Professor had led her into.

"I'm getting ahead of myself, presuming, assuming and I've no right. You wouldn't be interested in me, I have nothing to offer a sophisticated woman like you; I'm not even beautiful. Just a silly girl learning about life. It's just, well, you won't know this, but I've got a bit of a crush on you. Actually, a lot of a crush. I've hidden it pretty well, I think, I'm sure no one knows, but it's there. I'm not a lesbian, not even bisexual. Not really sexual at all, I don't think? I dunno. I did enjoy all the fucking, and the sucking of those pretty, lovely cocks. And all that sperm. It really is delicious, isn't it? and it's so, what's the word, fragrant? Such a distinctive taste and smell. And texture. And the way it feels on the skin; when it's hot and fresh, then when it's sticky and drying, and then crusted like another skin."

Katy paused for breath, aware that she was talking too much, proving herself unsuitable as a companion. It made her sad. "I'm sorry. I know you don't want me, that you're just being kind because you're such a wonderful person; so beautiful and feminine and sexy and strong and in control and altogether gorgeous, unlike me. You're rejecting me, as you should, as I deserve." Katy's face was lowered so she couldn't see Dr. Flavia's expressions, and however hard she tried to cope with her broken heart, it still hurt. Hurt bad. Enough to make her cry. Big fat tears of silent distress coursed down the young woman's cheeks. No sobbing. No histrionics. No attempt at manipulation. Just the distraught acceptance of reality.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia stood in the door of the bathroom as KittyKat finished her long speech. The kid was hurting. The older woman sympathised. She'd been there herself. Mentor, role model, protector, lover....porn was that sort of business. Many people were used up, spat out and left by the roadside, wrecked. Being loved and needed made a big difference to a life fucking on film.

"Oh KittyKat, you poor thing," Flavia said, walking over and sitting on the edge of the bath. "It's not going to help, but I know what you're going through."

She patted the girl's wet hair.

"But the last thing you want is some mealy mouthed sympathy from me. Finish your bath, dry yourself, then go into my wardrobe and find something nice to wear. Something frilly and daring and risque. Something you'd like to wear on set to get the guys pulses racing. And the girls, of course. Then we can sit and talk. Yeah?"

Flavia patted KittyKat again, then stood and left the room. The girl needed to have a cry maybe. Get the shock of a big day out of her system. The doctor opened her wardrobe and rearranged the lace teddies, making sure the tiniest, frilliest, most see through ones were at the front. She threw a few crotchless panties onto the bed for KittyKat to look through, then changed into her satin robe. Finally she fetched her weed stash from the bottom drawer and went downstairs. The girl is clingy and needy, she thought. Only natural. That's the trouble with girls. Boys are happy just to stick their cocks into someone and empty them on a regular basis. So simple. But girls need care. Love. To be wanted. It's a girl thing, she thought. And it's fine. But it needs managing. Time for talking.

Dr Flavia Martinelli settled herself on the sofa and rolled a joint, then put it aside and waited for KittyKat to appear. But what would she choose to wear?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy came down a good few minutes later. She'd taken her time to prepare, drying her hair and wearing the long dark locks loose but hooked back over her ears. She'd borrowed a pair of teardrop sapphire earrings and a matching pendant that hung between her small breasts. Her feet were clad in blue velvet heels that were almost a good fit, and her last item was a pale blue lace teddy. The fabric hid nothing. The shoulder straps were very thin, and there was a frill trim around the edges at the top and also around the top of her bare legs. It was a one-piece from crotch to breasts. Her light pink nipples and surrounds stared out, the nubs poking the light fabric; her trimmed dark bush drew the eye between her legs when seen from the front. From the back, the teddy disappeared into a thong-style between her exposed naked ass cheeks.

She stepped quietly, shyly into the room, part scared, part smitten, part in lust. The sight of her crush took her breath away. If only Dr. Flavia liked her. With a resigned sigh, Katy approached her mentor, paused in front of her, turned full circle, then knelt at her feet, hands behind her back.

"Will I do?" she asked quietly, knowing that this was her very last moment to enjoy her dream; that she was about to be gently but firmly put in her place. In a nice way. But this would be it. She looked up into the beautiful face but her vision blurred as her eyes filled with tears again.

She waited for the axe to fall.

 

[ericrodman101]

"Oh my...."

Flavia surprised herself by saying anything out loud. She'd reminded herself over and over while waiting the long time it took KittyKat to appear, that she should remain silent and give nothing away. But here was a vision of sheer carnality. Sheer in every sense of the word. The girl had made a serious effort to dress to great effect and the more Flavia examined the girl, the more she realised she herself could not have chosen better. It was an outfit, a look of innocent sensuality made for porn, made to be torn away, made to be ripped and destroyed in a sexual frenzy, the more brutal the better.

And now the girl was kneeling before her, a supplicant pleading for approval and direction. 'Will I do' indeed.

Flavia allowed a brief smile to flash across her lips, even as KittyKat's eyes filled with tears.

"Yes," she said finally. "You will do. But stand and do another turn for me and then I have something for you."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy rose to her feet as gracefully as she'd been taught in Dance and Gymnastics throughout her schooling, turning slowly full circle, offering herself for inspection, for examination. Her insides lurched between the faintest flickering of hope and the gut-wrenching failure of rejection.

But clinging to the wreckage of her aspirations, to the "you will do," she waited patiently for the gift that would ever so gently ease the disappointment, loving Dr. Flavia all the more for her kindness and generosity. She truly deserved the young girl's adoration, and Katy knew that she had no regrets in fixating on the object of her worship. When the arrow struck, she'd read somewhere, there was nothing you could do about it.

All of Dr. Flavia's kindness made Katy realise that she was being selfish and indulgent in her mourning of what might have been, and forcing a smile, decided to enjoy her time with the Doctor while she could, and not spoil it with self-inflicted misery. She'd made her declaration. She now had to be grown-up enough to deal with the consequences.

Feeling better about her situation, Katy smiled properly, naturally. Yes, having come to terms with reality, she was happy. Just being alone with Dr. Flavia was enough.

Then Dr.Flava surprised her, directing Katy to fetch the gift from a drawer. It was a kind of choker, a collar. And whenever Katy was in that house she was to wear it. Which meant she was coming back.

Katy beamed with delight, and taking off the pendant asked her Mentor to help her fasten it. Then she joined her host on the sofa where they snuggled and Katy was introduced to a joint for the very first time.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Flavia Martinelli woke at first light. She might have expected to sleep longer given the exertions of yesterday, but she was wide awake now and there was no point staying in bed.

KittyKat lay fast asleep alongside in the king sized bed. Sleeping in the same bed had been on the doctor’s mind the previous evening, but it hadn’t been a deal breaker. And in the end nothing had happened between them. Except for the collar and that was an adornment so far, rather than the first concession made to an alternative lifestyle.

As if porn wasn’t an alternative lifestyle. Flavia bent to fetch her robe which she slipped on loosely but didn’t tie. There was no longer any need for modesty or restraint between the two women, especially given everything which had gone before. Flavia had directed her protégés losing her virginity in the porn studio, and then the sex acts which followed, had brought her home, encouraged her to dress in the sheer lace teddy, and to crown the evening, had insisted the girl wear the leather collar while ever they were together in this house.

The older women turned again to look over KittyKat lying in her mentor’s bed. The leather collar still adorned the slender neck, but the teddy was no where to be seen. But for the collar the girl was naked.

And still nothing had happened between them, except for their snuggling together on the sofa and here in the bedroom, giggling and whispering like best friends, sharing a joint and then a bed.

They’d been much more intimate during the porn shoot, but then that was business. Training. Work. Flavia knew she’d fuck the girl. It was inevitable so there was no reason to hurry things and risk an unintended consequence, especially when KittyKat seemed so smitten and impressionable. No, best to let nature take its course. And let the idea of wearing the leather collar settle in, become the norm, become something KittyKat did without a second thought. First the collar, then the leash, then other toys maybe. Then her attendance naked and leashed in public, to serve her mentor. Fucking would be a mere incidental addition to KittyKat’s new lifestyle. Fucking her mentor, that is. Fucking anyone else her mentor directed KittyKat to fuck was the whole shebang, the raison d’être, for the Professor too as much as for Flavia.

The older woman smiled as she left the room and went downstairs to make coffee. Fucking. Anyone. As I direct. Ah Kittykat. Who shall you fuck today?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy stretched luxuriously, opened her eyes, and sat up in bed. She knew exactly where she was, and a big grin spread across her face. She was exactly where she wanted to be.

She'd sensed her mentor leaving the bed and decided that she should follow. Swinging her feet out and to the floor, she paused, fingers exploring the leather choker she was required to wear. It made her happy. It was more than decoration or just a symbol. It was some kind of commitment, though she didn't know what kind. But it's enough. For now. Just being allowed to share Dr. Flavia's bed. She grinned again.

Katy padded naked around the room, dismissing the blue lace teddy as unsuitable for the morning. Should she go downstairs naked? She was unsure. After a quick and hopefully unintrusive search, she found a long-tailed fitted white blouse and slipped it on, fastening just one button slightly below her tummy button. Nodding her approval, she glided down the stairs on dainty feet and followed the aroma of coffee to find Dr. Flavia in the kitchen.

"Good morning," she said shyly, breathing in the welcome scent. "I'm sorry about last night. I guess I was a bit emotional, losing my virginity and everything. It was a big day; I was a little overwhelmed. I want you to know that I meant everything I said but won't embarrass you by repeating it. I suppose I must seem like a love-struck schoolgirl, huh?" she smiled ruefully, self-deprecating.

"Um, I borrowed this blouse? I don't know what the proper etiquette is when you wake up naked in someone else's bed? I hope this is ok?"

Katy perched her bare butt next to her host, again fingering the leather choker. "That coffee smells delicious."

 

[ericrodman101]

When Flavia turned the girl was there. Silently. Unannounced. Like a nymph materialising in the room. And dressed so elegantly. And so scantily. Just a white blouse, the single button done up under the navel, nothing underneath except the next bush peeking out. And the collar of course.

”Good morning,” Flavia replied, resisting the urge to run a finger down KittyKat’s breasts peeping through the open blouse. “It’s all OK. You are free to choose pretty much whatever you like, so long as the collar stays on. That’s my only house rule.”

Flavia shrugged as she smiled, letting her own robe billow open to show she was equally unclothed underneath.

”Coffee?”

The two women sipped their hot drinks slowly, taking in the morning air on the balcony. Flavia led the way outside, showing KittyKat that modesty was not required even though they could hear people walking below. The older woman even leaned on the railing, her naked flesh visible to anyone who might care to look up through the leafy vegetation along the sidewalk below the apartment building.

”You just seem to fit in here KittyKat,” she said, filling the silence. “I like that. Relaxed and comfortable. People have so many hang ups nowadays.”

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, I suppose," the young woman replied, sipping thoughtfully. Holding the coffee in her right hand she deftly unfastened the single blouse button with her left, copying her mentor, her guide. "I think that's most of what the Prof is teaching me. His project is about freedom. And freedom from hang-ups is right up there, isn't it?"

Again, copying her mentor's body language, Katy leaned forward on the balcony rail looking out over the scene below, her blouse naturally falling completely open though perhaps draping her semi-discreetly from the sides. "Prof Plum likes me to use graphic, shocking language to illustrate the fact that I mustn't be bound by conventional limitations; like cock, cunt, tits, cum. And that my freedom comes from being a receptacle for men's spunk. A bit like yesterday. But that was more fun than study." Katy thought for a moment. "There is something I'd like your advice on, something which is kinda outside the Prof's area of expertise. You see, the thing is, I'm on a scholarship, as part of his research program, but I don't actually have any money. I was wondering, things like yesterday. There are people who pay to watch stuff like that, right? I mean, it's an industry? Within the world of entertainment? Not just academic research? What are the chances of me being able to earn? I mean, I know there won't be many who want to pay to see me, but some might? I don't know how it works, and I don't think the Prof does either?"

Katy loved how Dr. Flavia just let her ramble on. Like with her confession of infatuation last night. No judgment or condemnation, or even outright rejection. Draining her coffee, Katy crouched demurely, knees together, to place her empty cup on the floor, then knelt next to her crush, leaning her face against the stunning woman's thigh. "You are so very beautiful," she murmured and turning her head, gently kissed the soft skin right there next to her. Then she kissed again, and again, light fluttering caresses of her lips while her hand crept up the inside of the same leg, stroking it, loving it with fingertips.

 

[ericrodman101]

Money. Flavia tried hard to concentrate as KittyKat knelt down and rested her head against the older woman's thigh, then kissed her there. She only had to turn and bend ever so slightly into the embrace for the girl's face to be level with her cunt. Is that what KittyKat was doing? Inviting her mentor to receive oral sex, on a balcony in full view? Jesus! As if she needs a mentor, Flavia thought.

"You are very beautiful...."

It had been a while since Flavia had felt beautiful. Age took its toll. This couldn't be denied. Not that beauty was the foremost element to attracting another person. Or being attractive to viewers of porn. But everyone felt attracted to the idea of their own beauty, didn't they? It is the essence of ego and self esteem, she thought.

"You are kind," Flavia said, feeling the girl's hand creep up the inside of her leg. The older woman stood still, breathing gently, cooing softly to herself. If KittyKat wanted to finger her then why not?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy heard her mentor say something and looked up and smiled. It was as of she wasn't being rejected after all. She felt like an accepted adornment, possibly something useful for the time being. That was good enough for her.

Kissing the soft leg again in continuation of what she'd been doing before, Katy let her hand rise higher up the inside of the thigh, up to where it ended in the soft fleshy folds of intimate pleasure. Dr. Flavia was different from herself as much as any two people are physically different, and as much out of curiosity as pleasure and affection, Katy let her fingers explore. She was gentle, probing, toying, penetrating; one finger, two. Her own breath was shortening, gasping, her own loins were on fire. Spreading her knees wide apart even though she faced the leafy street below, Katy mimicked with her free hand between her legs what she was doing to her crush.

"I think I like cunt as much as cock, Mistress Flavia," she muttered, now plunging two fingers firmly into each love tunnel while licking and kissing that gorgeous thigh. And in her erotic delight, Katy had a revelation. The gift wasn't a leather choker, it was a collar. She'd heard of them. Exactly like dog collars. Her fingers speeded up with a new urgency.

"Thank you for my gift, Mistress; does it come with a leash?" and at the word come Katy experienced a mini orgasm, twitching and jerking on her spread knees there outside on the balcony.

 

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Flavia stood, legs apart, back against the balcony rail, while KittyKat fingered her cunt. In broad daylight. She remembered back to the first tentative times she'd found the courage to commit sex acts in public. So much water had passed under that bridge, separating those nervous fumblings from today's brazenness, and the crazy, emotional, obscene, hair raising rollercoaster in between.

KittyKat was gentle with her. That in itself was telling after the day the girl had endured and yet could still be gentle. And for KittyKat to finger fuck herself at the same time, and cum, so quietly and modestly, was sweetly endearing. I could lose my heart, Flavia thought, before instantly banishing such a sentimental notion, even as she felt two fingers pistoning inside her moist passage.

Mention of the collar brought her back to earth.

"Yes," Flavia replied. "It comes with a leash. Would you like to try it on?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh, yes please!" Katy's eyes gleamed with delight and she withdrew her double fingers from Dr. Flavia's hot, gripping cunt, and still kneeling, licked and sucked the fingers clean. She then did the same with the fingers from her own cunt before licking the older woman's pubic area clean and planting a chaste kiss on the pussy lips.

Then onto hands and knees like a puppy, Katy turned to go back into the house, assuming they were going to find the leash that went with her collar. The unfastened blouse she was wearing billowed open in the gentle breeze sending delicious shivers through her naked body. She was so proud. A collar was like ownership. Like she was Dr. Flavia's pet. Katy could barely contain her excitement.

"Oof! Oof!" she yelped quietly.

 

[ericrodman101]

KittyKat withdrew her fingers from Flavia's cunt and sucked them. The eye contact with the girl as she performed the filthy act was as delicious as the finger fucking itself. And then when the older woman was really starting to doubt that this naive young girl was really what she claimed to be, KittyKat licked her mentor's gash, apparently unsurprised that unlike her own unspoiled genitals, Flavia's had been nipped and tucked and cut and trimmed and sculpted countless times during her porn career.

But Flavia didn't want to give anything away or spoil the moment. As if she had young women lick her cunt in broad daylight every day, she simply turned and walked back into the apartment, KittyKat following behind on all fours like a puppy.

The leash was kept in the drawer with the other sex toys. While KittyKat quietly barked like a dog, Flavia taunted her playfully by showing her what else might be available if she wanted it: dildos, clips, wands, vibrators, beads, crops, restraints, and so on. She found the leash at the bottom of the pile and lifted the long black leather device slowly into sight.

"Bark for me again, KittyKat," she said.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oof! Oof!" Katy did a little jump of her upper body each time, like an enthusiastic puppy recognising that the leash means a walk. The incongruity of being both kat and puppy didn't seem to matter. Perhaps she could wear a headband with kitty ears along with her puppy collar and leash?

Dr. Flavia hesitated before attaching the leash, having displayed all manner of wondrous things to experiment with. Now that her virginity was gone, everything seemed possible to Katy.

But ...

It seemed that puppies being taken for a walk didn't wear tailored blouses. Katy sat back on her heels and thought, and then gathered the blouse tails behind her back tying them in a loose overhand knot. The cotton now covered her arms and shoulders but nothing else. In particular her chest and between her legs were completely bare.

Apparently satisfied, her mentor attached the leash, patted puppy on the head, and announce that they were going for a walk on the balcony, for puppy to do her business. They didn't want puppy soiling the house.

"Oof!" Katy padded on all fours at Mistress's side back out to the balcony where she was lead around the edge, by the railings, then given the command to relieve herself. Squatting like a bitch, Katy did just that, on the outer corner of the balcony, the puddle spreading between her bare feet but not reaching them. She noticed a few people at their windows in the houses opposite.

Business done, Mistress had her sit like a good puppy while she dried naturally.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia watched with a mix of amusement and satisfaction as KittyKat pissed on the balcony. Without looking she knew that curtains would be twitching in the apartment block across the park. Maybe even the glint of binoculars could be seen. There were people living there who'd watched her perform on the balcony, but who'd never made themselves known to her personally. It was all she could do to stop herself turning and waving.

"Good girl," Flavia said, wondering whether to command the girl lick up the mess she'd made. She pulled tight on the leash, pulling the girl's face up to meet her eyes, but without speaking. Eye contact was enough. KittyKat looked sweet and virginal, kneeling on all fours naked and leashed in a pool of her own wee. So many slutty people, men and women, looked slutty. You knew as soon as you gazed into their eyes what they were thinking, what they were capable of. But this girl had the face of an angel. She radiated purity and innocence. It was wholly convincing, like biting into an apple fresh from the tree, savoring the sweet nectar on your tongue, and then finding a worm.

"Time for a nap," Flavia said, clicking her fingers and walking the girl inside. "But if you're going to spend time as a puppy I want to shield your hands and knees. I have pads and gloves to protect you." The older women returned to the drawer, found the protective items and handed them to KittyKat to fit them.

"And one other item you will need," she said. She reached to the back of the drawer and extracted a black rubber dildo shaped like a dog's tale. There was a tube of grease on the dresser which she opened and spread liberally on the device, then still holding the leash, walked behind KittyKat and pulled back the blouse.

"Hold still, baby, while I fit you with the tail."