Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

[AndreaSubbie]

"What, now? In my underwear now?"

Katy couldn't hide her surprise at the sudden acceleration of the Role Play exercise. She had only just made the transition from her few years experience of talking Role Play anonymously in chat rooms, to actually acting something out for the Professor, but she had expected the practical application to wait until she started at the College. That's why she had so easily suggested the video chat rooms; she didn't expect to actually do anything like that, at least not for months.

It was like Professor Plum had called her bluff. No, it was like the Professor expected her to be as serious about this as she claimed.

Embarassed at her own timidity she tried to correct herself, "Um, yes, of course sir."

Putting down the book but leaving it open at the almost nakedly revealing underwear that he'd suggested, Katy started to unbutton her red blouse while the Professor found the material he was looking for on-line.

Shrugging the top off her shoulders and twisting to drape it over the back of her chair she steeled herself to Suspend her Critical Judgement. To be Shocked, but to try not to show it.

She had no idea what to expect until the title graphic appeared on the screen with some fancy animation. Katy smiled to herself as she glimpsed the subtitled categories of just what Sophia the star of the site had been filmed doing, and standing up quickly unfastened her jeans and tugged them to her knees, sitting again to pull them off her legs along with her brown sandals.

Feeling a little self-conscious in her black silky lightweight bra and tiny cream boy short panties, she sat forward to see the screen, her hands gathered in her lap, half her mind on what the pretty Sophia was about to teach her, half on the thought of doing her own chat room cam show afterwards just as she was. The crotchless panties and shelf bra antics would have to wait.

 

[ericrodman101]

Angus was torn between watching Kittykat undress and finding the porn film he wanted her to watch. He guessed she wanted to start their role play with a chat room, but that was way too easy. No, Sophia's Fuckworld would be the start. And then once they'd watched the German slut do her thing, and talked about it, face to face, as if they were discussing the weather, then Kittykat might be ready for a chat room.

Kitykat. He rolled the word round in his head. It was perfect. How clever of her to think it up for him. For them both.

The website opened. Kittykat had unbuttoned her blouse and was standing in her black silky bra. She has nice tits, he thought, telling himself to go slow. If he saw them tonight, it would be because she showed them to him, and not because he asked. The whole role play thing was already going too fast. Kittykat was only too willing to play along, but Angus didn't want to spoil it.

Sophia's Fuckworld. Angus had watched more porn than he could list, but there was something about German porn he kept coming back to. It was something about Teutonic order and fastidious. The Americans were flirty, the British dirty, the Japanese ritualistic, and the French artistic. But German porn was like German cars, well put together and built to last. It started every time and got you where you wanted to go.

Kittykat had taken off her jeans and was seated now, hands in her lap, like an embarrassed school girl covering her cream panties. How soon would she be in a crotchless thong and cupless bra?

"So," Angus said. "You are ready for our first lesson. Total immersion. If you are going to become someone else on page or stage, Kittykat, then you will be that person, physically and mentally. I will show you something now which you may or may not have seen before. Let's watch, we can pause it and talk about it, and when it's done you can tell me what you've learned and how you will go forward from here."

Sophia's pretty young face beamed from the screen, like some fairytale character in a children's story. Angus placed the cursor over the tab marked 'anal gangbang' and clicked.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Sophia was certainly pretty, and looked to be only a little bit older that Katy herself. KittyKat, she corrected. So, Sophia's Fuckworld. That was a challenge in itself, the title. KittyKat tried the words out loud, to find out how they felt coming from her own lips.

"Sophia's Fuckworld."

Scooting her chair forward a bit and leaning in to see the screen better, KittyKat considered her Counsellor's words.

First Lesson. So her tutoring as a scholar was about to start. This was the beginning. But it also meant it wasn't the only lesson. First meant first of many, or at least first of two. No, probably once College started she'd get a weekly lesson from the Professor, all by herself. How fantastic was that? Who knows, maybe he'd give her assignments to complete between now and College? Other videos from Sophia's Fuckworld, or something entirely different?

What did he say next? Total Submersion, wasn't it? Submerge herself body and mind into the role. She would watch how Sophia submerged herself into her Fuckworld.

Watch, learn, discuss. This was going to take concentration, like in those panel shows where contestants watch a video and have to answer questions to test their observation and memory. She'd be careful to see who did what to who, and how. Presumably Sophia would play a character in some sex scene, and KittyKat could learn from how she gave herself completely to the role.

Next Steps was last, wasn't it? She'd have to tell the Professor what she learned from Sophia and how she might apply that to her own writing and dramatic development.

Her musings took but a moment, and she watched as the Professor clicked on Anal Gangbang.

That would mean a lot of paying attention if quite a few people were involved.

Frowning in concentration KittyKat leaned further forward, her elbows now on her knees, which were together.

 

[ericrodman101]

'Anal Gangbang' gave Angus plenty of choice when watching Sophia's Fuckworld. Anal and gangbang were Sophia's specialities. Put the two together and he hardly knew where to start.

Beside him, he noticed Kittykat was frowning hard and leaning forward, elbows on her knees as if what she was about to watch was going to be tiny and distant. Had she watched porn before? Should he ask? Did it matter?

"Sit back," he said. "Relax. We can stop and rewind, or pause and discuss any time. And it won't be a test at the end. Well, not today anyhow. Just an exchange of thoughts and ideas and takeaways, before the chat room exercise you're so keen on, Kittykat."

He loved the feel of the word Kittykat on his tongue. A word to savour.

It was one of those videos which began with the performer answering questions about what she was looking forward to. Sophia appeared, smiling coyly, her tight blouse unbuttoned and her bra showing.

"Watch and listen," Angus said. "This is all about motivation and personal growth. At one level she is a performer, and entertainer. But another, a vulnerable young woman under pressure to make sense of the world around her and get to her know her own needs and limits. Maybe you should make a note of that. Needs and limits."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Needs and Limits," she replied dutifully, like the Good Student she intended to be, as Sophia appeared on screen in what looked like an interview.

Total Submersion.

Katy sat up straight and looked around, then rose from her chair in a graceful fluid motion. With Professor Plum mentioning that Sophia was a performer, Katy put herself back in the role of KittyKat, having momentarily forgotten in her concentration on the lesson. And KittyKat the Performer had the benefit of ballet lessons giving her poise, balance, style and grace.

So as KittyKat, as if performing, she walked slowly across the room to get a notebook and pen, returning equally slowly holding the items casually by her sides.

Insinuating herself elegantly into the chair once more she sat up straight but relaxed, crossed her left knee over her right, and holding the spiralbound notebook open with her left hand, pen in her right, wrote:

KittyKat Lesson 1

SOPHIA'S FUCKWORLD

Needs and Limits

Then after a brief pause, adding:

Motivation and Personal Growth

"Ready, sir," she said, looking up at the Professor again.

The Professor had a funny way of teaching, demanding her total concentration while at the same time throwing out a little aside that got her so easily distracted. In this case, 'before your chat room exercise', and also 'no test, not today anyway'.

As Professor Plum restarted the video, KittyKat listened and watched, not so worried now about memorising and noticing every little detail, more looking for signs of what Sophia appeared to want, and what she seemed to feel she needed to do. At the same time KittyKat felt a little thrill of fear and excitement about the idea of being tested and assessed at the end of their future lessons, (yes, there would be lots more lessons, it seemed) and also a delighted anticipation of the video chat room session he hinted they might still do. Would they start that with an interview? Or would it be just her solo?

Getting her back on task, KittyKat followed the interview exchange on screen, her body naturally leaning forward again as if to understand better.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor watched KittyKat rise, cross the room to fetch pen and paper, and return. She was like some medieval artist's vision, all soft white flesh and gentle curves, her breasts and ass neatly swathed in her underwear. Angus felt himself harden, reminding himself to go slow. His reward would come eventually, not just Kittykat's submission to him, but her slutification, her willing transformation into a plaything for whomever he wanted.

"OK," he said when she returned and sat. He watched her write on the page as if she were taking notes for any lecture and not a porn film. "You know what I am looking for here. Watch closely. Listen. Ask questions. What we are about to see is a remarkable exercise in submission, in unselfishness, in giving."

And in sheer willpower, he thought. Sophia was a professional and well paid for the violations she took so cheerfully. Kittykat, on the other hand, would submit because he, Professor Angus Plum, said she should and she had become the person on the screen, KittyKat and not Katy Cook.

Kittykat was leaning forward again, intent on seeing and hearing everything. The introduction finished and there was Sophia smiling and listening to the unseen interviewer. He asked about her motivations and experience, and she answered.

"Take notes now,"Angus said. "This is all valuable material for our project."

He was so hard now that he was forced to adjust himself. He wanted to slip his hand down his trousers openly, in front of Kittykat. But there would be time later. His cock was painfully hard in his hand as he slipped it across his zip and down his leg.

Sophia was speaking....'I'm a free spirit. I like to make people happy. It is my dream to perform. I am proud of my body and what I can do with it.'

And then the interviewer...'Some of my friends are here today. Would you like to meet them?' Sophia nodded, then looked up, unable to hide her alarm as the camera zoomed out and a shadow fell across her face.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy gasped at Sophia's sudden look of worry. Was that acting? Or was it genuine?

It certainly looked real enough.

Was this what was meant by Personal Growth? Being challenged beyond what was comfortable?

Under the heading 'Motivation and Personal Growth," Katy had already added, "Unselfish submission, Dream to perform, proud of my body," but now she also put, "challenge" with an arrow looping up to the Limits part of the her heading "Needs and Limits".

While looking at the screen Katy had noticed the Professoe rearrange himself in his clothes and wondered if Sophia had already given him an erection. That was the purpose of films like this, surely. But for Sophia to be able to make an educated man like Professor Plum get hard without actually being naked suggested that the young German woman was amazingly sexy.

Katy felt a little envious of Sophia's skills and wondered if even as KittyKat she would ever be able to do that. That would surely be worth an A Grade?

Meanwhile in Sophia's Fuckworld, Katy waited with suspenseful anticipation to find out the reason for Sophia's expression.

 

[ericrodman101]

Angus was torn between watching the screen and watching Kittykat write things down. He couldn't believe that she was taking this seriously. Had she not watched porn before? The website was called Sophia's Fuckworld for Christ's sake. What did she think it was? The shopping channel?

On screen a shadowy figure had grabbed Sophia by the front of her flimsy blouse and ripped it down, then pinched and twisted her nipples roughly. She pouted for the camera which at this angle, was filming her ample breasts from below. Then Sophia, naked from the waist up and wearing only a pair of tiny red panties and black stilettos was beckoned by a disconnected finger to crawl across the room and climb onto a white leather sofa. More hands pulled her legs wide apart before slipping under her panties and exposing her cunt, which Sophia herself fingered up close for the camera.

Angus watched KittyKat scribbling away. But what on earth could she be writing? A porn film with some nubile slut preparing to be gangbanged. I mean, he thought, the clue is in the title. Does KittyKat even know what these words mean? Surely, a college student....

"Notice what she is wearing," he said. "The decor. The furniture. What he is saying to her. You're beautiful. You have a beautiful cunt. Show me your cunt." So it's not Shakespeare, he thought, but that's modern education for you. "And her responses, mostly giggling and moaning as she masturbates."

If anything, Angus thought, KittyKat was even more engrossed than at the start. He made a mental to stop and rerun his favourite bits. Why not? He would really enjoy talking about them and reading her notes. All those fucking notes she was taking.

And then Sophia, on her back on the leather sofa, tore her panties over the black stilettos and threw them aside. "Wet your pussy," a voice said. Obediently, Sophia spat in her hands and rubbed the spittle onto her cunt, then opened her legs wide again, and fingered both her asshole and her cunt.

"See how obedient she is," Angus said. "Total immersion. Like you, KittyKat, little Sophia is playing a role. A role to please and entertain the men in the room. The friends. Remember? How many different hands have you seen? How many different shirts and sleeves and rings and watches? Have you written that down?"

KittyKat scribbled on, covering the page and turning to the next one.

A black sleeved hand reached down holding an enormous red dildo. The hand rubbed the dildo across Sophia's pussy, eight or ten times while she writhed and moaned, spreading the spit and her juices liberally.

"The dildo. Don't forget the shape and the colour."

Sophia let out a fierce cry. The dildo had been pushed first into her ass an inch or two, then extracted and plunged into her cunt, halfway or more, four or five inches at least. The hand commenced a rapid rhythm, thrusting and releasing the dildo, deeper and harder. And then back to the ass, matching the rhythm and the depth.

"It's a remarkable performance," Angus said. "Don't you agree?"

And just as he was wondering why KittyKat wasn't asking him why he was making her watch the film, the hand removed the dildo from Sophia's gaping ass and shoved it unceremoniously into her mouth.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh MY!" Katy exclaimed, her hand to her mouth, notes momentarily forgotten as she watched the man thrust the dildo straight from her poo hole into her mouth.

She looked across to the Professor sitting next to her; and apart from the broomhandle rigidly down his pants leg from Sophia's sexiness he was completely academic and detatched.

Didn't he see how the man shoved a soiled dildo straight into Sophia's mouth?

Katy had added, 'beautiful cunt, masturbation,' and 'so many hands, obedient' under her heading 'Motivation and Personal Growth', but also added 'dildo, cunt, anus, mouth' with a big arrow to Limits.

"Yes, sir, remarkable!" she finally managed to exclaim, resuming her note taking. She still hadn't written anything about Sophia's clothing or the decor and furniture.

"Um, can we slow the video down, please Professor. There's just so much to take in!"

Katy scribbled some to catch up, but felt the delicious stirring inside her tummy she usually got from on-line sexual roleplay, and rubbed her thighs together crossing her legs the other way, feeling the heat and swelling inside the folds between her legs. Also Katy's nipples were almost itching as they too swelled under the erotic onslaught her eyes were getting.

She desperately wanted to rub her boobs but daren't, sitting so close to the Professor. If he could maintain an academic detachment, then so could she.

As the video paused, Katy held out the notes she had taken so far, for Professor Plum to review if he wanted. Sitting up straight now, her eyes kept flicking to the image on the screen of Sophia's mouth stretched wide by the red dildo, the man's hand gripping the T handle, the narrow end deep in the young German girl's mouth, the rapidly widening insertion forcing her jaw as open as it could go, so broad was it at the handle end.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor glanced down at the notes, single words mostly, and arrows circling round the page. He tried to make out KittyKat's writing as she held the page out. And then she asked him to slow the video down.

"Slow or rewind?" he said. "What did you see that you need to see again? Perhaps when he sodomises her with the dildo and then shoves it straight down her throat. Yes? I think there's something in that scene quite profound about submission, about subverting yourself and every instinct in your head for the use of others."

Angus let the scene run to the end and then, when the hand removed the dildo from Sophia's mouth, he moved the cursor to the left, then clicked. Once again, the young German blonde was forced to endure her ass being reamed by the enormous red dildo and then the soiled toy being pushed so far into her throat that she gagged as tears ran down her face.

As they watched, Angus sidled behind KittyKat. He was anxious to see just how engrossed she was, and noticed this time she'd stopped taking notes.

"Think about metaphors," he said. "What does the dildo represent? Her ass? Her mouth? See, she has orifices she speaks with, listens with, sees with. But she has these other orifices which she is letting him use to express himself. But he is mixing up the ass and the mouth, so which one is for speaking and which for shitting?"

He was behind her now as she lifted her pen. He watched her write 'mouth speak' and 'ass shit' and a series of arrows to represent reversing the pairs. Her bare shoulders, naked except for the bra straps, were close to his hands. Angus laid first one hand, then the other, gently on her skin. Would she flinch?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Feeling the Professor's hands on her bare shoulders, Katy paused her note taking again and looked back up to the screen. It was nice how the Professor was trying to reassure her with physical contact while she was being subjected to such shocking Adult images.

She said over her shoulder, "I suppose there's a simple metaphor that the man is telling her that what she says is of no interest to him, just like shit? That her own wants and desires are nothing since she is submitted to him? That he can do whatever he wants to satisfy his own desires and to demonstrate to her that it is only his will that matters?

And in that case, maybe the dildo is him being one step removed? Like she doesn't even warrant his own body, just an inanimate extension, repesenting him? maybe I'm trying to read too much into it?

And in that case, any of her orifices are his to pleasure himself with, or to pleasure his friends? Is that about it, sir?

Also I suppose that just as the big red dildo stretches her anus and mouth, so he is stretching her limits of what she thinks she can cope with?"

Katy's eyes returned to the screen ready for more.

 

[ericrodman101]

KittyKat's explanation of the metaphors almost stopped Angus dead. He felt his hands on her shoulders still when all he really wanted to do was massage her and then find her nipples and pinch them, hard, like Sophia had endured on screen. But no. The lesson was working well.

"Very good. In fact, excellent. You have watched it all very closely and those are very sound, well argued ideas. And so by extension, Sophia is every woman, every receiver, every hole. And the unseen man in the video is every man, every giver, every peg."

He heard what he said, and realised what a load of fucking shit it was. But somehow, KittyKat had him in the zone. And when he looked down again, his hands still on her shoulders, she was writing everything he'd just said.

"Maybe," he said when she paused, "we should explore the idea of limits. How much can someone take. And when they've reached the limit, how much more can they take. Is there a limit? Or is there none? Let's watch a bit more."

Angus detached his hands and crossed to his mouse, then clicked. The unseen man removed the great red dildo from her mouth again, and in an instant Sophia was surrounded by men, four or five maybe, naked from the waist down. And massively erect.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy nodded wisely, accepting everything Professor Plum said without question.

He was the Teacher, she was his Student.

It did occur to her that standing behind her as he had been, hands on her shoulders, he probably could have looked down her bra, but she was pretty sure he was too professional for such a thing, and anyway her boobs weren't anyway near as generous in size as Sophia's, so he probably hadn't even noticed them.

"If the Unseen Man is every man, does that mean Sophia should let herself be fucked by anyone? Is this a challenge to the traditional limit of one man one woman? But I suppose if a girl can have sex with two men, why not three? Why not four? Five? What is the limit?"

As if she'd predicted the next scene, suddenly on the video Sophia was surrounded by a large number of well equipped men.

"Oh!" katy exclaimed in surprise, and stopped note taking to pay attention. This was going to be interesting.

How could a girl manage to keep so many men satisfied?

 

[ericrodman101]

"What is the limit?"

As Sophia began to pleasure the men surrounding her on screen, Angus heard Kittykat ask the ultimate question. How many men can a girl fuck? Even as the faceless men presented their hard cocks to Sophia to suck, and she enthusiastically obliged, the Professor felt himself drawn away from the screen to contemplate Kittykat's question. Usually he was transfixed by Sophia's gangbang antics. No matter how many times he watched it, he was always hard and ready to stroke himself to orgasm even before she was on her back being triple penetrated. Today, it was Kittykat who held his attention.

"What is the limit, indeed?" he said. "How many men can a girl fuck?"

He continued to stand behind her, his hands on her shoulders, his cock painfully hard, touching the back of her chair through his trousers.

"Is that a question with a definitive answer or a rhetorical one. Clearly Sophia, for example..." he glanced at the screen where one man was licking vigorously at her cunt while pushing his outstretched fingers deep into her ass, while another held her head hard against his torso so that his cock was contained entirely inside her mouth...."has three orifices and as we will see has the capacity to fuck four or five men at once. So the definitive answer is four or five. But in an hour, in a day, in a lifetime? How many men can a girl fuck? What is the limit?"

He saw KittyKat was scribbling furiously again.

"How would you go about answering your question, KittyKat?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Hm," she paused a moment in her notetaking to consider that.

"In a way there is no limit. Obviously there are only so many hours in a day and days in an adult lifetime and a fuck takes a finite amount of time so I suppose mathematically yes there's a limit. But there isn't a line of men ready for a girl, a lne constantly renewed. So the mathematical limit isn't real.

"So I suppose it's possible for a girl to fuck every man who is availiable, which is the same thing in reality as no limit?"

She turned her head to look up at her Professor, careful not to displace his hands from her shoulders as they twisted round.

"And you said Sophia can manage four or even five men at the same time, maybe another two if she uses her hands as well? But what about if there were a line of men? One after another after another ready to replace those who are spent? How many are possible then before exhaustion calls an end?"

But she was missing the action on screen, and Katy turned back to see that they'd skipped a bit.

"Could we rewind to the start of that scene, please sir, where she's suddenly surrounded by all the man's friends?"

 

[ericrodman101]

Rewind....fuck, Angus thought. He was loving watching Sophia's Fuckworld with a woman. Years ago he'd enjoyed the company of jerk off buddies when they watched porn together, but never a woman. Except he couldn't jerk off with KittyKat present. Not at the first lesson anyway, if he wanted to make sure she didn't run away.

"OK," he said, disengaging and walking back to the mouse. "Let's go back to the part where all the men arrive, and watch carefully, noting the things I point out."

He turned and nodded, watching for her to nod back.

"Now," he said, finding the right spot. "Make sure to count how many different men you see. You won't see all their faces so you will need to identify them in other ways. For example, do they have distinctive penises?"

Penises? That just didn't sound right watching porn.

"Distinctive cocks," he said. "In porn we call them....ahem...they are called cocks."

He looked back at the screen, conscious KittyKat had her pen poised.

"So the first man who penetrates her is circumcised. Cut, as they say."

She wrote it down.

"And that makes this gangbang different from many we will watch together. Mostly they begin with the men in a circle and the girl sucking each cock in turn while she rubs the others to keep them hard. But in this movie, the men just penetrate her from the get-go. Maybe it's been edited, or maybe that's her thing. Write that down and we'll come back to it."

He looked back to the screen. The first man was thrusting hard into Sophia's ass, as far and as deep as he could go. Two other guys were using her mouth as she turned from one to the other, smiling invitingly.

"So that's three men so far," Angus said. "And all cut. But there's at least one more man. See? He's cut too, and now he's trying to insert his cock into her ass alongside the first cock."

He wondered if KittyKat had seen Sophia stop smiling at that point.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy had scribbled fast in her notebook as the Professor taught, her eyes flitting between the screen and her page.

cocks - cut - edited to penetrate fm get go or circle suck?

suck 2 cocks

2 in ass

She noted that he'd said first of many we will watch together, and she wondered just how much porn she was going to see in her new studies. Not that she minded, it just seemed a bit unconventional. But the Professor was making a point, using shocking material to challenge her own narrow assumptions of what a curriculum of Creative Writing and Drama might entail. And she was the Scholarship student, so her course of study was advanced and therefore different to the normal students. Perhaps she shouldn't let on, so as not to appear 'superior'.

Meanwhile she nodded wisely in all the right places as the lesson continued, noting the new vocabulary, partly for when as KittyKat she did her Cam chat, assuming the Professor still thought it was a good idea.

Getting her mind back on task, she asked, "so that's only four, er, cocks she's taking, a kinda average score for Sophia? Oh look! The second is successfully in her ass, two cocks! I gues that's why the extra wide dildo was inserted first?

"She could take another cock in her vagina if the guys make room for a fifth man, and if she got the red dildo in her mouth what about two cocks in there at the same time? That would make, let me see, two up her ass, one vaginal, two oral, say five without using her hands? So she could maybe satisfy seven men? That seems like a top score?"

Katy looked up at the Professor, hoping for approval of her thinking and his encouragement. She missed his hands so reassuringly warm on her shoulders and shrugged then, unconsciously drawing attention to their emptiness.

 

[ericrodman101]

"Seven," Angus repeated when KittyKat announced her top score for Sophia. "Yes, that sounds right. Seven for Sophia and seven for any girl? But there aren't seven in this video, only five," he said. Shame, he thought.

She shrugged. Angus wondered if she was unconsciously signalling for his hands to return to her shoulders. For all her willingness to please, the Professor was finding KittyKat hard to read. The brutality of Sophia's gangbang being played out on screen was not the harshest Angus enjoyed, but it was still pretty rough. He'd never watched it with a woman before and had expected KittyKat to be appalled, to protest, look away. But she was having none of it, studying the movie as closely as he did, but taking notes as well.

He just let her watch in silence as he wondered what to do next. The gangbang wound through the usual sequence, front, back, double and triple penetration, a relentless deep throating involving the men holding her head tight in their hands while another man did the deed, then a penultimate ass mounting with her face in the pillow while each man took turns to pound her hard from behind. And of course, the money shots to end, Sophia, smiling again, begging them to cum in her mouth, and each cock lining up in turn while she stuck out her tongue and cooed at them to unload. Which they did. Copiously. Squirting violently into the back of her throat. Dribbling onto her tongue. Sloshing across her eyes and into her hair.

And when the cocks were empty, Sophia looking up at the camera, opening her mouth to gargle the white reservoir of goo she held there, before swallowing and showing it was gone. She smiled once more, pouted for the viewers, and waved, as the screen went blank.

And all the while KittyKat scrawled away, page after page.

Angus looked down. He'd cum in his pants without even touching himself, but didn't appear to be in disgrace.

"So," he said. "There we have it. Sophia's five man gangbang. Total immersion. Tested to her limits. And yet she didn't gag, didn't throw up, didn't cry out in pain, didn't push her rapists away, or run from the room. What to make of it?"

KittyKat was looking up at him, hanging on his every word.

"Put yourself in her shoes, KittyKat. Given what we've already talked about and your notes, what do you make of it?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy thought for a moment, flicking back through the notebook, tracing the loops and arrows as she had tried to connect various thoughts together and make them into some kind of pattern for later analysis. That made her smile. ANALysis. Quite appropriate.

"Well sir, the first thing is that we're observing this from an academic point of view, but we mustn't lose sight of the fact that it's meant to be pure entertainment?" Her use of the word 'pure' seemed both inappropriate and also suitable, presenting such a stark contrast with the utter depravity of what they'd just seen.

"I think I need to remember that when we study all the other pornography in whatever form in the coming weeks and months." Did she just say, 'coming'? Get a grip girl. Katy wriggled her thighs to try and relieve the need between them. She was suddenly conscious of how her nipples had been tingling for some time as they'd swelled under the erotic onslaught.

"Will you make me come here, sir, before College begins properly, for more tutoring?" She couldn't help herself, her mild arousal was suggesting innuendo too good to resist. "Like pre-cu, pre-course training?" Oops that was a slip, hopefully the Professor was too much in the academic teaching zone to notice.

"So, what to make of Sophia's five cock gang bang? Yes she was pushed to her limits. The extra wide dildo gave her a fright when she saw it first, yet it turned out to be a good thing because she ended up able to take two large erect cocks up her ass at the same time, which probably she'd never achieved before? So it was a learning, growing experience and achievement. I think the unseen man was stretching one limit at a time with her. So I doubt he'd make her take two cocks in her mouth together at the same time as another first?

"I guess we observe that pushing only one limit at a time is a successful way to broaden a girl's expectations and experience, without breaking her spirit? Sophia was smiling at the end, taking all that cum in her mouth and on her face. She'd done that before and obviously loves it. I heard that some girls hate man cum, others love it. She obviously loves drinking spunk. That gargle at the end, I wonder if it's like 'her thing', that she does it every time?

"So yeah, limits and needs, you said. Limits, maybe a girl would cope best with a step by step building up to performing, partially dressed, then maybe topless, then fully nude, then maybe masturbating, then jerking off a man, then oral? With facial? Then maybe vaginal fucking, anal, two men and so on in a progression." Katy snapped herself out of her dreamy fantasy. Yep, she'd reeled the list off out loud.

She dropped her eyes momentarily embarassed at having revealed too much of herself, and again hoped the Professor wouldn't notice.

"I suppose ultimately, sir, we're saying that limits aren't necessarily limits at all. Her five men could have been seven, so five wasn't a limit. She probably had one cock per orifice as a limit but that wasn't a limit either.

"That's my conclusion, sir. Limits aren't really limits at all, but are there to be challenged?"

She was breathing a bit faster, her chest going up and down, waiting for Professor Plum's verdict on her first lesson.

 

[ericrodman101]

Angus was gobsmacked. KittyKat had just peppered him with a spray of double entendre, thinly disguised yet poetically expressed. Was she really the naive young student he thought she was? Or some temptress sent to drive him mad?

His head raced with possibilities. Here they were, teacher and student, she wide-eyed and questioning, he the experienced older male preparing her for whatever would make him happy. Yet it was his cock throbbing and dripping inside his trousers, his favourite porn vid being forensically examined out loud, his dominant tendency being beaten to a pulp.

Compose yourself, Plum, he said to himself.

"Limits aren't really limits," she said, "but are there to be challenged."

He looked down at her pretty face. She was breathing hard, as if nervous or undecided. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly under the lacy bra. If this was an act she was good. KittyKat, you're good, he thought. Fucking good.....

It took all his composure not to unzip his trousers, flip out his cock and try to bring himself back to hardness right there in front of her. Angus could feel his hands trying to make this decision for him, dropping gently towards the centre of his being between his legs. He could feel his mouth opening and closing, but no sound emanating. And the whole idea of his mouth just made him picture her mouth, opening and closing around his cock, around a circle of cocks. KittyKat, sitting there in her underwear, was Sophia, in his head at least.

And what was unexpected about that? Wasn't that the whole idea? The plan? KittyKat was destined to be his plaything, his slut, to do with what he wanted, when he wanted, without reservation.

Jesus, his cock was hard again even without touching himself. The fucking thing had a mind of its own. KittyKat must see it, this deceiver, this seductress in girl's clothing. He even wondered for a moment if she was much older than she looked. But no, he'd seen her student details and she was who she said she was. The young woman with the pornographer's line in language.

"Very good," he coughed finally, immensely relieved that he could make any sound at all. "Very good. I just need to step outside for a moment. Why don't you find a chat room. Maybe one you're already enrolled in or a new one. An adult one. Back in a moment."

The Professor turned and ran out of the room, the door banging behind him.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The room echoed to the sound of the door slamming shut, and then silence.

Katy wondered what she'd done wrong. The Professor hadn't seemed particularly pleased at her conclusion and she frowned, trying to make sense of the contrast between his words and his face.

The very good, very good sounded more like platitudes he was used to giving weak students so he didn't hurt their feelings; was he suddenly bored of teaching her? Was that the problem? She wasn't alert enough, bright enough to spark his interest?

Maybe it was her silly use of ambiguous language. She couldn't help herself, she was very aroused by all that he'd made her watch, and she was a bit embarassed that she should get worked up while he remained cool and aloof, unaffected by what they'd seen. But maybe that came with the experience and wisdom of years.

One thing was certain, she mustn't lose this scholarship now. She'd secured it, earned a first prelim lesson with the Professor, been doing well up to the last conclusion. She mustn't throw it away now.

Her earlier arousal had cooled while these thoughts dashed through her mind, taking only the briefest seconds, and she moved her chair to the computer to log on to a suitable video chat site.

There was one that she'd visited as an observer but never joined, but it might be suitable.

Finding the site AmCams (where Genuine Amateurs Perform on Cam in Open and Private Session for your Viewing and Messaging Pleasure), she filled out the information using the name KittyKat as before and her usual porn password, correct age and submitted.

Within minutes it came back asking for a credit card, not for payment, but to confirm adult status; and also a brief descritption of the performer was required.

While she waited she checked out the rules.

Lots of blah blah
perfomers must be at least 18 and legal in their own country
blah blah
choose Open session for all visitors to view the performer's cam or Private to select which visitors are permitted to view
blah blah
visitors comments appear alongside the performers cam broadcast on the screen
blah blah
performers may type replies to viewers comments
blah blah
legal stuff.

That all seemed reasonable?

She'd better wait for the Professor to come back.

 

[ericrodman101]

Angus sat on the toilet, pants round his angles, tugging himself furiously to a second orgasm. With KittyKat on his mind it didn't take long before he felt the rush and the cum sprayed from his cock into the bowl. He leaned back to stroke himself and enjoy the post-orgasm letdown. Fuck! Across the hall, KittyKat would be opening a chat room and waiting, in her underwear, for his return. Take it slow? Shit! The little cock tease was going a million miles an hour. He was the Professor. He was in control. He was the one who called the shots....the word 'shots' made him look down at his cock, deflating in his hand.

Get a grip, he thought, and then laughed. It was the sort of pun KittyKat would make. Get a grip! Good, I'll save that one for when I'm back in the room with her.

Angus stood, cleaned himself up, pulled up his trousers and stepped back across the hall.

"Sorry about that," he said when she looked up as he entered. "Just a call of nature."

KittyKat looked towards the screen. He followed her eyes. AmCams. Jesus Christ! Fucking amateur performers. He was thinking she would find some innocuous chat room where a few sad lonely souls might be asking personal questions and fingering themselves privately in the dark at home.

But AmCams was a pay for view site, notorious for attention seekers and would-be pornstars practising their moves before their inevitable auditions.

"AmCams," he said, stepping behind her again. Best to stay out of the way if his cock wanted to misbehave. "Perfect."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Well, kinda perfect, Professor Plum. It wants a credit card, not for payment but to check I'm of legal age.

"And I need to put a description. I thought, '18 year old, Open session, will take comments but not suggestions'. What d'ya think sir? I don't want to mislead anybody, but you did suggest this would be a valid exercise?"

Katy turned in her chair lo look up him, then back at the screen. She missed his hands on her shoulders.

"Now, settings. If you're ok with a credit card, I thought microphone off, cam on, obviously, comments on, and we can select a background music track from their list, which will play while visitors watch. Does that seem ok, sir? Do we go ahead?"

Again Katy turned in her chair to look at him. It was his decision. His credit card. he would either say yes, or no. Her excitement and nervousness danced across her face as she waited for his decision, his permission.

 

[ericrodman101]

Jesus. God. 18 year old. Open session. Cam on.The words hit Angus like a high wind in the face. Credit card. He found he was extracting his card from his wallet and handing it to KittyKat, even before anything she'd said had properly sunk in. But it was only for age verification. That was OK....wasn't it? Shit! It was his credit card, his name, she was typing in....too late.

She seemed excited that he'd given permission. He could see it on her face. Only it wasn't permission. He felt in her power. What wouldn't he do to have his underwear-clad slut performing on cam? What?

The website accepted the card and verified that she...or he was over 18. Legal. It was all legal. Consenting adults etc. All legal. What could possibly go wrong. And KittyKat had been pushing to go into a chat room the whole lesson even as he wanted to watch Sophia's Fuckworld.

"So, you are in the chat room," Angus said, willing his heart to beat more slowly. I'm a grown man for fuck's sake, he thought, but here I am quaking like a virgin with my pants down for the first time with a woman. "And yes, select the music. Whatever you like. It's not important."

Was the music important? He guessed he'd find that out too.

"And it wants you to type in your name...." But he could see she'd already typed in KittyKat. On the right hand side a drop down opened with all the screen names of the other watchers already in the session. And across the top of the page messages started to appear, in rapid succession. The people who wanted to talk to KittyKat, or request her to do things on cam. But she was experienced. That was obvious.

"So...ahem...we've been talking about limits," he said, composing himself. "We've surmised that some limits might be fixed and others rhetorical. Some limits we set for ourselves and some are set for us. And perhaps some are not really limits at all, but merely guidelines for how we disport ourselves so that some order is maintained. Read out the first request you have received and then tell me how you propose to respond."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"KittyKat, 18 f - Open session, will take comments but not suggestions"

That was the title banner across the top of her screen. Katy noted that the left part of the monitor showed a blank space where her picture should be, the right had a scrolling column of the names of people watching, and across the top, under her banner, were the messages to her personally from viewers which then appeared like a conversation, creating a column next to the Users, a history within her otherwise blank performer screen.

She hadn't yet turned on the cam or even put a picture up, yet the description alone had attracted a number of users to message her.

"Ok, the first says, 'hey sweetie put up a pic'," she read out. "Seems reasonable."

She turned again, looking up at the Prof, then back to the screen.

"Ok, ooh this button, when I hover the mouse, says Click here to insert Cam photo, let's try it?" again glancing round for permission and trying it.

Suddenly there she was replacing the blank screen, from chest up in just her lightweight black silky bra with the Prof's body behind her, looking like she was concentrating on a task which evidently was to take the picture. Across the front of their still photo it Accept - Reject.

"Hm, let's do a better one."

Relaxing her face and looking into the Cam, imagining being watched by tens of excited viewers she clicked Reject and took another. Much better!

She looked more like her norrmal self this time and she clicked Accept.

And there they were, a still photo, but them. On the screen. In a video chat room. Her heart leapt with excitement. She'd never put up her own picture before. She'd been in plenty of Adult chat rooms, but never with her picture up, at least not her face. Until now.

She had just pushed one of her own limits.

She typed into her dialogue box, "Hi guys, so here's me, what do you think?"

The original request was suddenly pushed off the screen as a steady but readable flow of new messages filled the conversation column now they had a photo.

A lot of them asked, "Is that your Dad behind you?" or "Who behind ya?" and similar comments.

Again she twisted in her chair to look up at Professor Plum, then at his hands.

"What shall I say, sir?"

She turned back to the screen, once more shrugging in her unspoken request to feel his hands on her shoulders again. And noticed that the image of the two of them was moving. Somehow she had turned on the Cam, and she was visible from the waist up.