Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

[AndreaSubbie]

Despite being told to hold still, Katy wagged her bottom once and added, "Oof!" Then she stopped moving. The tail plug was a great idea.

And so was a nap. But best of all was the warmth and almost-affection with which Katy was being treated. She felt like she belonged; almost like she'd come home to where she belonged. She was utterly happy. And thanks to the excellent education she was receiving from the Professor, her mind and attitudes were open to anything her mentor wanted.

Which included being walked on a leash, wearing a buttplug, sleeping naked in her mentor's bed, or in this case, comfortably at the foot of the bed all curled up. Yesterday had drained her physically and emotionally despite feeling that in many ways it had all happened to someone else. The persona of KittyKat, maybe. She wasn't sure. But she knew that it hadn't seemed to affect her deep inside. It was a bit like trying on a new dress. It was fun, full of sensations of touch, and warmth, but also emotional. But when you took the dress off you were the same person as before. That was how Katy felt after yesterday's exciting adventures. She had put them on; she had taken them off.

And now she had put on puppy, rather like a very luxurious comfy set of PJs. Despite napping naked. It might not make any sense, but it seemed to to her. She was utterly happy.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia couldn't help but watch KittyKat while she napped. The whole puppy affair had her flummoxed. Where did this fetish come from? Was it something the girl had always felt and desired? Or had it sprung from deep in her psyche after the events of the past few days. A fetish was a gift in Flavia's eyes. Something precious and unique, to be understood and encouraged and enjoyed, not just by the holder but by everyone to whom she or he gave pleasure. Suddenly molding KittyKat into something special had even greater meaning and challenge. The girl was a marvel, a gift like her fetish, and Dr Flavia Martinelli the lucky recipient from Mother Nature.

Until now she'd thought about taking things slowly. Initiating the girl bit by bit into her new life of porn and freedom. But the fetish set her mind racing. Now there was a clear target to aim for beyond the Professor's academic interests. It was time for the club, Flavia thought, and no time to waste.

While the girl slept, Flavia chose her own fetish costume, the black latex cat suit. It would complement the puppy very nicely, even if all KittyKat would wear would be the collar and leash with the butt plug. And maybe the leather puppy mask with the exaggerated pink-lipped hole that turned the mouth into a gaping vagina. The problem with the latex suit was how long it took to put it on, but Flavia was determined. In twenty minutes she was ready, clad in the glossy black rubber with cut outs for her tits, cunt and ass. She looked back in on the girl who was stirring. Night was falling. The Uranus Club would be open for the early starters soon, and stay open until after dawn. She was glad the girl was rested as she had a long night ahead of her.

Flavia took two fur coats from the wardrobe, one to cover each of them while they travelled from the apartment to the club. KittyKat had opened her eyes now. It was time to prepare her.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy gazed at her crush with barely awake eyes, her guileless face betraying the love and adoration she felt for the older woman. Sitting up, supported by arms with wrists touching and legs curled beneath her, Katy blinked twice while she took in the outfit her mentor was wearing. I showed every curve and blatantly displayed all the sexy bits.

"You are so utterly beautiful, my Mistress, stunning. I hope when I grow up I'll be just like you?"

Less sleepy now, Katy rubbed her eyes and looked again at her crush. "Did you want me to wear something like that? But no, you won't have my size?" The young woman rose to hands and knees, then looked behind feeling, remembering the presence of her butt plug tail. She ran it through one hand, giving a gentle tug, gauging how secure it was.

"Oof! Oof!" she barked again. Mistress seemed to have liked it earlier. "Can I still be your puppy?"

Katy then padded her way to the balcony, now protected by gloves and knee pads, and squatted by the rail just like before, emptying her bladder like a good little bitch. She waited just outside, sitting like a puppy, waiting for a command. Then she caught up the leash in her teeth and resumed the waiting position.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia tried not to respond to what KittyKat was saying. Best to let it just sit there between them. The girl was obviously smitten or else a remarkably proficient self promoter. The doctor hadn't expected quite so much open adoration when she'd taken KittyKat under her wing. And yet Flavia was nearly all the things KittyKat said, even if utterly beautiful might be a stretch. The latex suit with the obscene cut outs didn't make her beautiful, she thought, but it made her a representation of wanton debauchery. Much as she imagined KittyKat might be by the end of a night at the Uranus club.

"Yes, you can still be my puppy. You can be a puppy for anybody you want."

The older woman watched the girl walk on all fours out to the balcony and squat. Puppy and piss play would go down a treat at the club, she thought, wondering if KittyKat was ready for such open and close-quartered behaviour. It was one thing to piss in public for your mentor in her own home, but in a club in front of strangers whose designs on you might be far more interactive than mere spectating. Still the girl had fucked on the webcast although she couldn't see her audience in that situation.

"We are going to a club," Flavia said. "You will wear the collar and leash, and I have a chastity belt here too. Stand up straight with your arms out while I put it on. It's to make sure your cunt is off limits tonight after losing your virginity today. You don't want any nasty infections."

Flavia fed the belt between the girl's thighs and padlocked it at the front.

"See, it only covers your cunt. You're free to wiggle your cute little ass at anyone who takes your fancy. Now put on this fur coat while we step out to the cab."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy turned around and wiggled her bare butt at Dr. Flavia, bare but with a tail, and slipped into the luxurious fur coat.

"Oh my! This is gorgeous!" She ran her hands over the soft warmth, pressing the garment against her bare skin before slipping on the same blue shoes as the night before, using a raised eyebrow to seek approval. "But don't you want me in a costume? Just the collar and tail? And cunt belt?"

It seemed like a silly question. Obviously, Mistress knew exactly what she was doing. It made Katy very happy. Being with Mistress had released something in Katy, something different from the Freedom that her Prof was teaching her. He was quite disciplined and disapproved of her talking too much. Mistress, on the other hand, seemed to accept her as she was, including being over-talkative at times. It was like she didn't need to be anxious or on edge with Mistress. Could simply be herself. There was a deeper freedom with Mistress, and yes, Katy loved her for it. It didn't matter that Mistress didn't love her back. Why would she? Katy had nothing to offer that Mistress couldn't easily get elsewhere.

But for now, Mistress had adopted Katy as puppy and as toy. Mistress had said it was ok.

She was ready to go, though the chastity belt and padlock felt very strange and not entirely comfortable. Katy pouted. But Mistress knew best. And she'd said Katy had a cute little ass. The pout turned into a grin. "I can wiggle my cute ass and tail at anyone? In the club?"

 

[ericrodman101]

"You're going to have to lie across me," Flavia said as she opened the cab door. Fortunately it was one of those tall London-style cabs which you could almost step into. "I want you to get used to wearing the tail and not have to re-insert it."

She pulled the girl in beside her and laid her over her lap, then gave the driver the address. Flavia saw his reaction in the mirror. The driver obviously knew the address of the Uranus Club.

"I didn't tell you, but it's 'bring your sub night' at the Uranus club." As Flavia spoke she kept her eye on the mirror. Again the driver reacted. She smiled and hoped he noticed. He was a young, good looking man of Middle Eastern appearance, like so many cab drivers. She'd corrupted too few young Middle Eastern men, Flavia thought.

"KittyKat, do you understand what I mean when I say sub?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"er, sure, um, sub is like, well, um, like, er, subservient? Um, so, er, okay, no. Not really, not exactly?"

It was difficult having a conversation with Mistress while lying face down on her lap. It might be a nice position, Katy's bottom available for Mistress to touch, stroke, play with, reveal; but not being able to read her mentor's face made it tricky to understand what she meant. The more she thought about it, the more Katy realised she had absolutely no idea what sub meant, or what a 'bring your sub night' was. Maybe it was a bit like 'bring your daughter to work day'?

Katy squirmed a bit on Mistress trying to get comfy, but the cunt belt and padlock were in the way. They were going to take some getting used to, far more than the tail which was in fact fine, maybe even quite nice. "Actually, I have no idea, Mistress, but I want to do my best for you, to be the best puppy, the best sub there?"

Katy assumed that 'bring your sub night' meant other patrons of the club would bring subs, so she might be in competition in some way. It would be important that Mistress look good, was worthy of respect, that Katy did nothing to let her down.

 

[ericrodman101]

No idea. Hmmm, Flavia thought. And yet KittyKat was keen to wear the collar and cock her leg like a puppy.

"Well, my dear, sub is short for submissive. And a submissive is a person in a relationship who submits to the dominant person. Submits in a sexual sense."

Flavia laughed.

"I sound so serious, like the boring academic I am."

She patted KittyKat on her ass, making sure the dildo was still in place.

"So my club, the Uranus Club, where we are going tonight...." she glanced at the mirror where the cab driver was watching and listening intently... "is a sex club, but I'm sure you guessed that already. Tonight is bring your sub night. And because it's my turn, I am bringing you. Tonight, you are my sub at the club. And not just my sub, dear KittyKat. Everyone's sub. We are going to have great fun."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Submissive? Duh, I suppose I knew that. That's what I meant when I said subservient. I'm not totally ignorant, Mistress. I'm not a virgin!" Katy giggled at that, as if her vast experience of fucking was something she was bringing to their relationship, instead of it being entirely the gift of Mistress who'd arranged the whole thing. But then Katy thought that what she'd just said might sound disrespectful.

"Sorry Mistress, I meant that obviously I'll submit to you sexually, in any way really, and by extension, to anyone you want me to, no phallic pun intended. I know that being submissive is clearly a thing, because I love being submissive to you, I didn't really know that being a submissive was also a thing. But I guess that's what I am? Your submissive? And tonight, the club's submissive?"

Katy still couldn't see Mistress, which made talking both easier and more difficult, but the physical contact was reassuring. She also couldn't see the driver yet was aware of his presence, like a lingering masculinity that affected her tummy and cunt, especially when Mistress's hand was on her bare bottom and on her inserted tail.

"And you don't sound like a boring academic, Mistress, more like a genius trainer of silly inexperienced young women who need to learn about life and sex and everything. And tonight's lesson includes how to be a good little submissive and puppy for Mistress. I'm glad you don't mind me being your puppy. I don't know why I want it, but I think it's been there a long time; the need. It so wouldn't work with the Professor. I think he's happy to fuck me, and let me suck him off, but he's not really interested in me being me? Does that make sense? And thank you for letting me chatter on. He hates hearing me say anything other than the minimum. But we are going to have fun, tonight, aren't we? I wonder how many loads of spunk I'll get to swallow tonight?"

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia let KittyKat prattle. For a sub the girl had a lot to say. The older woman considered whether to tell her a little more about being a sub starting with the silence is golden rule, or to let her learn the hard way inside the club. KittyKat reminded her of a porn film she'd made when she was first starting out in the business. About a girl who talked to much titled Shut the Slut Up. The plot, if that wasn't too strong a word for what passed as the story line, revolved around a sweet, virginal girl who found herself waitressing in a club, not unlike the Uranus Club, Flavia surmised, who simply had too much to say and the patrons, exclusively male had a catch cry whenever they'd heard enough. Shut the Slut Up. A member would simply call out the catch cry and someone would put a cock in the girl's mouth. In Flavia's mouth given she was playing the talkative slut role. Flavia remembered sitting up the back at the adult film festival where they premiered the movie and how the audience enjoyed calling out the catch cry themselves, Shut the Slut Up echoing round the darkened room each time the girl, Flavia, was mouth fucked.

The older woman smiled to herself in the cab, her protege lying across her lap, the puppy's tail dildo tenting the fur coat KittyKat was wearing. Shut the Slut Up. Maybe it was a porno worth remaking with KittyKat in a starring role. And maybe it would be good training for a sub.

The cab pulled up outside a dimly lit brick building with no name or signage on the wall, just a large black door at the center.

"So KittyKat, we're here. And yes, tonight you are the submissive. Let's see if anyone else has brought a sub or if you're it. Driver, I have forgotten my purse. Do you take payment in kind?"

She met the driver's eyes in the mirror again, seeing the slight smile playing round his mouth and his nodding back.

"KittyKat, a good lesson for a sub at the Uranus Club is to limber up beforehand. Mouth stretching exercises, that sort of thing. Our driver is going to give you a hand."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy, or rather, KittyKat, got out of the cab at Mistress's urging, the driver holding the door open for them. They stood together as a three between the street and the large black door. Mistress sort of directed the driver to stand with his back to the open rear door of the taxi while she faced him, with Kittykat between them, her back to the vehicle.

"Pay the man," Mistress urged, and KittyKat felt confused, opening her coat to confirm she really did have no means of payment; she was nude apart from collar, leash, heels, and the padlocked cunt belt adornment. The Driver not only didn't seem to mind the view he was getting of a naked cute eighteen-year-old, but his grin suggested to the girl that he knew how she was to pay. He started to undo his belt.

Like a moment of revelation, of enlightenment, KittyKat connected the dots. A good lesson for a sub, limber up, mouth stretching exercises, the driver helping, payment in kind. There were times when despite being a scholar and academic, Katy felt very stupid and backward. Rolling her eyes in exasperation at herself, KittyKat gathered the open folds of the luxurious coat in her arms to keep it clean and safe from damage, then squatted down in front of the driver as he completed freeing his surprisingly large, dark cock from the constraints of his clothing, watching it spring to life as if relieved to be free at last. With her back to Mistress, she and the driver were side-on to the mysterious big black front door

Since KittyKat already had her hands full of fur coat, the driver took charge and held her head steady with both hands, inserting his hard penis straight into her open mouth. She expected him to pump his hips but instead, he gathered two handfuls of hair and moved her head forwards and back as if her face were his fist and he was masturbating. That's it, she thought, he's jerking off into my head. The thought struck her as something to mention to her Prof, as perhaps a new step forward in realising his ambition of Katy personifying total freedom through being used for men's relief. My face is just a masturbation tool. Just as she was getting used to the rhythm and sensations of his hard cock sliding in and out of her mouth, the driver changed his technique and held her head with one hand, resting the other that was furthest from the cab on his hip, as if he had an audience behind the big door and wanted them to get a better view. This time he pumped his hips, giving her an apparently satisfying face fuck, judging by the happy guttural noises emanating from him, followed quickly by burst after burst of fresh hot semen into her mouth and throat. Like a good girl, KittyKat did her best to swallow all that she was given, though a little escaped down her chin, and the driver finished off wiping his softening cock clean and squeezing out the last few drops into her hair.

While the driver did himself up and took a business card from a pocket which he offered to Mistress, KittyKat stood and pulled her coat closed over her body, now limbered, mouth stretched and ready for the club.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia glanced at the card and slipped it into a pocket of her fur coat.

"Thank you Hassan," she said. "I'll be in touch."

She turned, directing KittyKat to the blank door of the club. It opened with a barely audible click.

"Dr Martinelli, can I take your coats?" a voice said in the dimly lit hallway.

"Thank you Osvaldo," she replied, as a young Latino man wearing only a translucent cock-sock and matching bow tie, framing his muscled and hairy chest, helped both women disrobe. He lay them over one arm and held out the other to point towards another door. Flavia took KittyKat by the leash and walked her forward. As they passed a small office, Flavia noticed the security screen and a view of the street where moments ago KittyKat had paid the driver. She wondered what Osvaldo thought of the show although knowing that he was employed by the Uranus Club as both sub and doorman, it was probably the cab driver's actions which piqued his interest as much as KittyKat's.

"I hope I'll see you inside later on, Osvaldo," Flavia said over her shoulder. "Remember my dear KittyKat, tonight you are my sub," she whispered as they walked forward, latex-clad dom and naked sub. "I tell you what to do. You wait for my instruction or the instruction of someone I tell you to obey. You speak only when spoken to. At the Uranus Club you have no opinions, nothing to say, no wants or desires except to serve your mistress. No one here wants to hear you voice. The only time you may speak is if you need to be rescued from a situation on the most dire and dangerous threat. I find it very hard to imagine how such a situation could possibly arise. But if it does, then and only then you may use the safe word 'doctor'. Everyone here will understand what that word means. Otherwise your mouth and your ass and your body belong to me and the Uranus fraternity. Do not reply."

Like the front door, the far door opened with a faint click. Bright light flooded into the hallway, temporarily blinding the two women as their eyes adjusted.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat shielded her eyes from the dazzle. She couldn't actually see anything, and her mind was still trying to process the litany of orders her Mistress had just given her. No matter what happened next, or who was there, KittyKat was determined to be a credit to Mistress. It didn't take a scholar to appreciate that KittyKat was being afforded a huge honour, being allowed to accompany Mistress to a place like this, where her behaviour would so obviously reflect on the Dominant woman leading her by the leash. She must be on her best behaviour.

The instructions seemed to boil down to; say nothing unless you absolutely have to for polite replies or danger, obey Mistress, your body belongs to Mistress and her Club. Katy, no, KittyKat recited the short version over and over as Mistress led her into the light.

There was noise, light, and a lot of people. Most of those near the doorway turned to look at the new arrivals and now that her eyes had acclimatised KittyKat noticed them take in Mistress, her tits and pussy, then the naked object on her leash. There was gratifying appreciation on many faces. Just as Mistress tugged her deeper into the room KittyKat felt numerous hands stroking her back, her ass cheeks, her tits.

"Ah, welcome, my dear!" boomed a big voice, and its owner swept forward through the throng scattering others with his dark muscled bulk that was partially shrouded in a long, open, bright, multi-coloured, flowing cotton robe. He placed his left hand on Mistress's shoulder and kissed her cheeks, while his right hand forced KittyKat's head down until she was on her knees and an immensely long semi-hard penis bobbed in front of her face.

Not knowing what else to do, KittyKat opened her mouth and sucked in the swollen circumcised penis head and flicked her tongue around it while a half-circle formed around them to watch. As the huge man and Mistress chatted social niceties that KittyKat could clearly hear, the man's hand firmly gripped the sub's hair and just like the driver moments earlier, forced her head forward and back on his now hard erection, masturbating himself on her face. After a brief pause, she again felt numerous hands on her body, mostly her tits where fingers were playing with her nipples. She wondered if the man was going to just use her for a moment, to keep himself on an erotic edge, or was going to spunk up in her mouth and if his volume of cum would be as extra-large as his penis.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia pretended not to notice that her protege was being mouth fucked the instant she entered the club. And that she'd followed all the protocols perfectly. Praise would come later, and given KittyKat's garrulous nature, the girl would probably seek confirmation that she'd done well. But not until after the evening was over and preferably tomorrow. Tonight was the eighteen year old's opportunity to show she understood and could follow instructions, and that she wasn't fazed by treatment like she was receiving now and which would be repeated many times during the night.

"Peter," Flavia cooed as she air kissed the large man who had pushed his cock into KittyKat's mouth. "So lovely to see you." He kept her gaze but she could see he was thinking about events going on below his waist, so moved on to the the man and woman beside him.

"Abby, Godwin," she said. Best not to look behind or even acknowledge the episode unfolding between Peter and KittyKat other than to hold the leash. Abby and Godwin air kissed her the way Peter had. Godwin was maybe sixty, slightly built, and clad in a diamonte spangled g-string. "We must fuck," he said as their cheeks brushed. "On the glass-topped table in the back room."

The woman, a short peroxided blonde with enhanced tits falling out of the open leather jacket she wore over an exaggerated black penis strapped under her hips, kept her face alongside Flavia's after the kiss. "So it was your turn to bring a sub. I am so pleased. Your subs are always worth waiting for. The cute boy you brought last time was exquisite. I am almost disappointed you didn't bring him again. Pegging the boy and making him squeal was such a highlight."

Abby's whisper was almost drowned out by Peter's exertions. Flavia stole a glance. The big man was gripping KittyKat's head and jamming her open mouth onto his cock, driving himself deep inside her until her nose squashed against his ample torso, then holding her there until she must gag. Flavia wondered for a moment how the girl must be feeling, not only from the oral assault but the anticipation of what might happen next, especially as four other men had gathered round, and were groping and fingering her vigorously.

"You mean Gavin," Flavia said. "Yes, he is coming along nicely, but I don't want to spoil him. Now, if you'll excuse me I have to pay attention or the leash will get caught. And I need to keep an eye on the chastity belt. For medical reasons, you understand."

She turned to hear Peter cumming loudly and suddenly.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat's mouth was filled with a burst of hot semen that almost choked her as it hit the back of her throat. The big man had withdrawn his cock almost completely from her mouth and then erupted, dragging her head back as he did so until her mouth was forced open and the underside of his spurting dick was rubbing on her tongue. his ejaculations didn't stop there. It seemed that his testicles were as oversized as his penis and held an extraordinary volume of spunk which he was unloading straight onto her tongue, into the well of KittyKat's open mouth.

She was aware the Mistress had turned to watch, as had many people nearby who weren't already part of the immediate audience. The man was hardly quiet, advertising his orgasm with comments and non-verbal utterances. As far as KittyKat could tell, he was very happy with his masturbation tool.

The cumming was actually a big relief to her, much easier than having his cock jammed deep in her throat, and her eyes were still watering from her face being used so roughly. The men groping her didn't let up, though, and while she tried her best to swallow the big man's seed, her nipples were pinched and pulled. Finally, the torrent of jism petered out, and the big man squeezed out and shook off the last creamy drips onto her forehead before wiping himself first on her cheeks, then in her hair. He nodded and grunted as he let her go as if satisfied with a selection of the refreshments on offer.

KittyKat said nothing, just used her hands to keep her balance as Mistress gave the leash a gentle tug, encouraging her sub to her feet while still being groped. Soiled mouth firmly closed with lips compressed, KittyKat gazed into Mistress's eyes, begging non-verbally for a hint of how well she'd done. Or not. But obedience was her most important goal. Obey Mistress and be a credit to her. Affirmation would have to wait.

Meanwhile, her tummy gurgled, the two loads of spunk lining her stomach sloshing as she moved.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia watched Peter withdraw his cock from KittyKat's mouth and squeeze the last drops of ejaculate into her hair. The girl said nothing, looking up at Flavia expressionless, craving affirmation no doubt. Flavia hoped her equally expressionless response would be sufficient to let the girl know everything was fine, and that so far she'd let two men fuck her mouth without complaint. She knew already how KittyKat must be feeling, her stomach filling with semen, and pondered whether to whisper to the girl that she could spit it out if she didn't want to swallow. There were spitoons in the club and no one minded cum being spat onto the floor. It was mopped regularly by Osvaldo or one of the other scantily clad staff.

Still leashed to Flavia, KittyKat endured the vigorous groping and fingering from the four men who'd gathered to enjoy Peter face fucking her. Godwin was whispering enthusiastically in her ear 'the glass-topped table' over and over. She'd promised him the glass-topped table last time they'd met at the club so Flavia guessed tonight was the night. She preferred younger men, but Godwin was keen and no doubt full to bursting with little blue pills.

"Yes, the glass-topped table," she replied, "but only if Abby pegs you at the same time."

"Abby? I was hoping for Osvaldo," Godwin laughed. "Pegged with the mop handle before he cleans up our mess."

He took Flavia by her free hand and led her towards the back room, dragging KittyKat along behind, the four men also in tow. Flavia didn't recognise any of them, not least because of their masks, but she had a memory for cocks and would re-examine them once they undressed. The question was whether she should relinquish the leash to someone while engaged with Godwin and whomever on the table, or chain KittyKat to one of the metal rings set in the walls of the club, or just set her free.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Off they went in a kind of train, a man leading Mistress leading KittyKat. Except the man held Mistress's hand while KittyKat was being dragged by a leash and collar. It was all good. It was also obvious that the man totally had the hots for Mistress. Which was nice. She was gorgeous and sexy, and so dominant; it wasn't hard to imagine every man there wanting her. And every woman.

As they progressed forward, KittyKat's own entourage of gropers kept pace and didn't let up pawing her tits and ass. It was like a procession, the doorman in front with his mop like a kind of ceremonial mace, then the train of three plus the gropers; other guests tagged along to see what might happen next. By the time they were gathering around a large table topped with glass, there was quite a crowd of spectators.

Mistress tied KittyKat's leash to a hook right next to the table, giving her an excellent view of what was likely to be a masterclass in female sexual performance. The four gropers took full advantage of the situation, both watching Mistress and the man get into their thing, and satisfying their wandering hands on a KittyKat who was going nowhere. The doorman seemed to be preparing for some kind of flourish with his mop.

KittyKat's own attenders were all well-dressed men, mature but not old, successful-looking, in dark suits and ties with white shirts. With the tableau establishing itself before them, one of the four men unzipped himself and let a nice fat cock bounce out, not particularly long bit already hard. He wrapped one of KittyKat's hands around it, clearly wanting her to masturbate him while he watched the action on the table. That must have been a good idea because one of her other gropers copied him on the other side. Another nice cock, cut, thinner, shorter, a good handful. She felt a third erection rubbing up against her ass cheeks and the fourth against her hip. But all eyes were on the table, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia was pleased the glass-topped table was clean. It was a strange innovation but one she was familiar with. She'd done glass-topped table work in her career where you could perform on the table while someone watched or filmed underneath. The problem was how smeared the surface got during sexual activity so it was necessary to have glass cleaner and a cloth on hand.

She tied KittyKat's leash to a hook and removed the puppy's tail dildo from the girl's ass. It slipped out without resistance indicating KittyKat was gaping. The four masked men surrounding her were still suited although one guy had his cock out. As the girl stroked him the other guys did the same. Flavia wasn't sure she'd get to see much of KittyKat's performance or the girl hers given how many people were in the room, but at least she knew KittyKat was tethered.

She climbed onto the table. Her latex suit held her fast however she moved about, which prevented the other problem with glass, namely how slippery it became once it was slick with cum and spit and piss.

"How do you want me, Godwin?"

The man who wanted to fuck her was distracted by the young Latino doorman, Osvaldo, who was standing by in his sheer cocksock holding a mop. Abby stood next to him, the strap-on phallus bobbing in front of her like a pool toy. Godwin had slipped off his gstring to reveal a magnificently erect cock, no doubt chemically enhanced, but no less eye popping for it. She'd watched Godwin perform. For a short sixty year old he was energetic and powerful, and she welcomed Abby's offer of the lube.

"Going to join in?" Flavia asked.

"Osvaldo is going to peg Godwin with the mop handle while he fucks you, and I'm going to peg Osvaldo," she said. "And I've told your sub's entourage they're welcome to come aboard too, or watch under the table."

Flavia caught KittyKat's eye for a moment as the girl leaned back against the wall and masturbated a cock in each hand. As she watched, one of the men, still suited, bent the eighteen year old over, pulled her legs apart, then knelt down and pushed his face into her ass. Still expressionless, Flavia felt an understanding pass between them. The older women completed lubing herself, then lay back on the table and opened her legs wide, her feet high in the air.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat gazed into Mistress's face. Ideally, she wanted eye contact while Mistress fucked and while she accepted whatever attentions her attendants intended. Hmm, she liked how that sounded. She'd include that form of words in her next essay for the Prof. It seemed that they intended to have her bent over. Thankfully, her chest was supported by groping hands on her tits while her own hands continued to jerk off a cock each, but the guy behind her was now probing her vacated anus with his tongue and fingers. That was a new experience. The fourth guy seemed to be sandwiching his erection between his hand and her back, sawing back and forth in an easy motion as presumably, he enjoyed the tabletop scene.

KittyKat had listened to the outline plan of a fuck of a fuck of a fuck, if she'd got that right. Four people in a line each fucking the next, anyway. that seemed a novel idea to KittyKat, who filed it away to discuss with the Prof maybe at their next lesson. It occurred to her that the glass top of the table must be used to film the sex from an unusual angle, and just as she was thinking that a guy and a girl squirmed underneath it looking up, each with their hands on the other's genitals. She wondered if their view would be obscured once the cum started to flow.

And then KittyKat had her own fucking to concern herself with. The guy behind her, or someone anyway, had slipped their cock very firmly up her asshole. KittyKat grunted loudly in surprise, which made Mistress look over. KittyKat locked eyes. She wanted them staring into each other's souls as they were fucked. For some reason, it mattered, as ifKittykat could join in what Mistress was doing and Mistress with her, too,

Then the fucking began in earnest

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia watched Godwin lower his face between her legs from where he pushed his tongue into her cunt. She wondered how KittyKat had reacted to the sight of her mentor's cosmetically enhanced genitals, now as she'd opened her legs on the glass-topped table and earlier when she'd first donned the latex suit with the cunt and ass cut outs. The girl had already seen porn cunts, of course. She'd watched Sophia's film work with the Professor and surely couldn't help but notice what had been done to the pornstar's cunt and how its external appearance was so different from her own. Cosmetic work on the labia was one of those decisions confronting any woman wanting work in the porn industry. It was as regular and commonplace as shaving and waxing, if more intrusive and permanent.

Having licked Flavia's gash, Godwin was working his tongue inside her. She enjoyed it in a generic sort of way, but he was nothing special. The words 'charity fuck' kept playing across her mind. Godwin was a nice guy, but the typical boring semi-retired sixty something who'd suddenly found viagra to overcome the effect of time and age on his potency. And now that he could keep his cock hard for hours on end, felt it was his gift to all womanhood to stick it inside as many females as he could convince to lie down and open their legs. No, Flavia preferred younger men, like the boys in her class. They had no finesse, but they had power and freshness and seemed to appreciate getting laid. Older women and younger men. How strange that Mother Nature didn't work that combination out for herself. Or maybe she did when she made sure that older women were not in much danger of falling pregnant.

As she let Godwin burrow away, Flavia kept her eyes on KittyKat. Did the girl ever imagine she'd lose her virginity and fuck at the Uranus Club all on the same day? So much for Angus's slutification project. KittyKat was well and truly a slut. Flavia made a mental note to talk to KittyKat about Angus's project, to make sure she never let on about the club and would promise to pretend to him that her slutification would proceed slowly under his guidance. The idea made the older woman smile, especially as from where she was lying flat on her back on the glass-topped table, it appeared from the shock on her face that KittyKat was taking a cock up her ass, courtesy of one of the masked and suited men who'd followed the girl into the back room. Flavia didn't recognise any of the group and wondered if she or KittyKat would ever learn their names. And if it mattered.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

As KittyKat's body rocked to the anal fucking she was being treated to, her eyes never left her Mistress. It felt like they were exchanging experiences, sharing the sexual attentions they were both receiving. Though Mistress did appear underwhelmed by the pussy-eating she was getting. KittyKat, on the other hand, was being ravaged in her asshole. Thank goodness that Mistress had already primed that orifice with the big dildo.

But it was the smile that did it. As if Mistress was giving KittyKat her unreserved approval for taking cock up her asshole, never mind simultaneously jerking two more cocks and being used for masturbation by a fourth.

Yes, KittyKat felt very pleased with her progress. Who could have imagined that the timid, unsophisticated Scholarship candidate interviewed such a short time ago could grow into the free and wanton slut who was deflowered, group fucked, and used as sex toy all on the same day? It was surely a magnificent achievement, one to share with the Professor who would be so proud of his pupil!

KittyKat was getting into the rhythm of the ass fucking now, and she was licking her lips, wondering how she could fill her mouth with more cock but keep eye contact with Mistress at the same time.

 

[ericrodman101]

Against her better judgment, Flavia was increasingly drawn to KittyKat's situation, however unnerving she found the girl's persistent eye contact. The younger woman was proving something here, letting herself be fucked anally by strangers in a public setting and all the while demanding her mentor monitor and judge every single moment of the assault. The girl had promise. Flavia wouldn't have taken KittyKat under her wing unless she'd thought so right from the beginning. And she wanted to help her old friend the professor in his work, given how stuffy and timid and passive the poor guy was. But this was more than mentoring, more than taking under the wing.

The first thrust of a cock into her tightest hole had shaken KittyKat. There was no mistaking the look in her eyes or the tightening of her mouth. But there'd been no complaint, no resistance, no fleeting expression imploring Flavia's intervention or even her concern. As the older woman tried to see around Godwin as he prepared to fuck her, she could only marvel at how easily KittyKat was accepting her fate. The guy fucking her in the ass, masked and suited with only his flies unzipped to release his cock, hadn't appeared to have lubed himself, and yet was balls deep in the girl, his hands tight on her waist, pulling her hard onto his cock with every savage thrust. His three accomplices, similarly clothed, were alternating between being stroked by KittyKat or fucking her mouth. Indeed the girl was surrounded so tightly that trying hard to maintain eye contact as she was, Flavia found that for most of the time she was staring at a tailor-suited ass. But whenever the bodies parted and she regained line of sight, KittyKat's gaze was fixed on hers like a lighthouse, like a laser, as if some invisible beam was passing energy between them.

"Fuck my ass, Godwin," Flavia said pushing him off her cunt, and climbing onto her knees. In doggie position she could watch KittyKat more easily without her partner getting in the way. She felt the man grunt and turn, then finger her asshole roughly. "Lube, Godwin, lube," she said over her shoulder.

The guy in KittyKat's ass had his hands in her mouth now, wrenching her lips apart and her head back. Flavia lost eye contact, just as the other guys found her mouth out of reach of their cocks, although KittyKat maintained manual contact. The girl was being fucked brutally, slammed into without remorse. Flavia almost forgot Godwin was there, even as he entered the older woman from behind, sliding into her like slipping on a sock. 'Fuck, I must be loose back there,' Flavia thought for a moment, before returning her mind to her protege.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat was absorbing all these new experiences, assuming that her initiation into her Mistress's world was a normal thing, knowing that she was nothing special, just a normal plain jane schoolgirl who was moving on to more grownup things now that she was a university student. Okay, there must be at least something that set her apart since she was a scholar, but she didn't think there would be anything remarkable about being deflowered by a group of men on camera and then ass-fucked and mouth fucked in a public place all in a single day. Though when listed like that, she couldn't help a certain amount of pride. And fortune. After all, how many 18year olds had the opportunities she was enjoying?

Enjoying. That was probably the wrong word. The ass fuck was quite rough, and she might need some salve back there, and this stretched-mouth position wasn't exactly comfortable, and her mouth fuckers had reverted to being jerked in her hands; and her eye contact with Mistress, her life-line, her power cable, kept being interrupted. But overall, enjoying was the right word. She might have to ask the Professor what he thought and whether there was another expression that was more suitable and appropriate to her situation of being fucked and groped and manhandled. She was sure that there were more hands on her body than before. Oh well, she was there to be enjoyed.

But the simultaneous ass fucking that Mistress and she were getting was something special. Like synchronised sex. She wondered if Mistress would be interested in filming something scripted on that theme; synchronized sucking and fucking and being cummed on. That would be the most difficult part. It seemed that men were unpredictable in when they were ready to shoot all that deliciously hot spunk that she was developing a taste for. At least one of her attendees must have been listening to her thoughts, because she sensed a guy tense up next to her, grunting loudly and pressing his swollen cock on top of her head, in her hair, then jerking and releasing the almost scalding jism to run slowly down her forehead in a thick lava-like flow.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia watched one of the masked and suited guys unload his cock into KittyKat's hair. She'd been conscious that only one of the four guys attending to the girl had actually fucked her ass. She'd stroked all the others and they'd fucked her mouth. Maybe this was the first of the quartet to orgasm. The guy in KittyKat's ass was still pounding away, even as a trail of cum ran across the girl's forehead and into her eyes.

The older woman also appreciated the fact that they were both being fucked in the ass, even if Godwin's efforts felt like a poor substitute for the rough treatment KittyKat was receiving. She kept her eyes on the girl, even as the younger woman was clearly discomforted by the cum coursing across her face. An occupational hazard, Flavia thought. Something we need to discuss later.

Totally distracted by watching the girl, Flavia hadn't noticed Godwin's rhythm change, but it had. When she looked over her shoulder, she found that Osvaldo was standing behind Godwin and was working his ass over with the mop handle. Godwin was groaning and squirming. It obviously hurt. But Flavia heard him calling for Osvaldo to fuck him harder and saw the young Latino man, still clad in only the transparent cock sock, twist the handle before pumping it. The action caused Godwin to pull out of Flavia, roll over and cry out loud. Which was a good thing, as Flavia's knees were sore from the glass-topped table and she wanted to stand closer to KittyKat. She could fuck Godwin at the club any time, but this was the girl's first public gangbang and she needed her mentor by her side.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat had watched as much of what was happening on the table as she could, peering through the bodies that got in the way from time to time, and was disappointed for Mistress that her fuck of a fuck of a fuck hadn't seemed to finish properly. There should have been orgasms all round and semen spilling everywhere, like the flow getting into her eyes and further obscuring her view of Mistress. But maybe real sex wasn't quite as perfect as the scripted kind? She'd have to ask Mistress about that, not the Professor. Maybe scripted sex was the best sex of all?

The table set broke up, though Mistress didn't seem very disappointed. Rather, it looked like she wanted to take back possession of her sub even though Kittykat was still being ass-fucked from behind (was that guy ever going to cum?) and her hands were still busy trying to bring off the cocks demanding her ministrations.

Before Mistress could get to her, KittyKat felt the guy who'd just cum in her hair wipe his still oozing dick on her cheek, and also a gently delicate hand scoop some of the thick semen off her forehead. There were certainly a lot of hot bodies pressing all-around, multiple hands on her tits and ass and legs and back. She hoped they'd make room for Mistress; she could really do with some idea of what she should be doing to please all club members surrounding her.