School Time

"Adie, I can't possibly stay here," she began, and saw the warning light go off in Adie's eyes.

He flashed in anger. Who's she think she's talking to? he thought. Then he calmed down. Of course, everything she had said made sense. She had an apartment elsewhere, he knew that from dinner talk. And he had to think of her respectability, her reputation in the school.

"Then it'll be your room when you stay here, weekends or vacation nights. I know you cannot be here on school nights." He walked to her and stroked her neck and shoulders as he whispered, "But you forgot your manners, little jessie. You addressed me by my first name, not by Sir. You need to learn." And with that, he squeezed her neck just a bit.

He guided her to the large sofa and said, "Bend over, hands on the back of the sofa, jessie. Time to correct your error."
 
Jessie stalled. She planted her feet and fought against Adie's hand pushing her over against the back of the sofa. "Adie, this is unfair!" she said. ... She glared at him mutinously...

Adie moved quickly, kicking her feet back and driving her forward. She put her hands out to brace herself and found herself exactly where he wanted her, leaning against the back of the couch, feet spread behind her. "Now stay like that and listen to me, jessie" he growled lowly, letting her know that he was not going to take anymore of her petulance. "When you're away from here, you're Miss Apllwethwaite, despite what happened today. In school, everywhere, you're Miss Applethwaite and I will treat you as such. You can call me "Adie" or "Mr. Jost" and I'l call you "Jessica" or "Miss Applethwaite." But, here inside these walls, you're "jessie" and I'm "Sir". If you cannot do that simple thing, leave now. Do you understand me?"

He stepped back and waited for her answer.
 
When jessie whispered, "Yes, sir, Adie felt his cock surge and his heart jump. He had half expected her to walk out. Six hours before, she would've slapped his face and left. Now, she was giving up control of herself, at least within his house and probably elsewhere, too, if he asked.

But for now, she needed to be reminded, quickly, that transgression within his house would be dealt with. He lifted her skirts and pulled her pantied down to mid-thigh. He looked at her buttocks, still pink, blotched, and marked with his handprints from earlier. Between her legs, her sex was open and swollen, the juices of her desire flowing from the lips. He slipped his left hand between her legs and diddled her clit. When sahe moaned and sighed, his right hand crashed down, the open palm meeting her buttock with a distinct "smack".

"Who am I, jessie?"

"sir" came back without hesitation.

He spanked her four more times, once on each cheek, playing with her sex the whole time. After each blow, the catechism was repeated, until she shrieked it in pain and tears the last time.

Then she was in his arms, carried to his bedroom, where he lay her own his bed. "Now, you rest and I'll call Miss Rayne. After I've called, we'll find some way to pass the time until she arrives."

He bent and kissed her cheek, and then Adie left jessie there, on the bed, sobbing softly. She heard him dail the phone.

"Rayne? If you want to meet, be at my home wihin one hour." He gave her the address and directions and hung up. He returned. "I left a message on her machine," he said, as he unbuttoned his shirt....
 
He, too, was tired from the day's intensities. He'd had no thought that so much would transpire in one day. He stroked his finger up and down her body, through her clothes, and then he unbuttoned her blouse.

Jessie studied Adie's lips intently. "Sir," she asked, her voice coming out quiet and unsure, "will you please kiss me?"

He kissed her tenderly as he cupped her breast in his hand and squeezed it gently. "Always, my jessie, always." He kissed her again as he slipped his hand behind her and undid the bra. Then he kept kissing her as he toyed with her nipples.

Her murmurs of pleasure rose and he soon had his other hand under her skirt, stroking her sex. And still he kissed her....
 
Jayme

She unbuttoned her shirt for him, a sure signal of what she wanted. Complying, his lips found their way to her nipples, toying with them. He placed each between his lips and rolled his tongue across the hardening flesh. Her bra was pressed below her breasts so he undid it and tossed it to the ground, leaving her blouse to hang on her shoulders.

"Jayme, do you wanna?"
He stopped teasing her nipples to look up at her from between her breasts. He was completely willing to worship her body, give her everything she wanted. But the idea of being seen or touched still scared him. He always wore long sleeved shirts and long pants to cover himself up; he never wanted anyone to see his body. And the only touch he knew delivered pain; no one had ever lovingly touched his body. He didn't know he could give her everything she wanted without sacrificing his fear.

He put a finger to her lips to silence her; she seemed worried about something. Answering her question, he slid his hand between their bodies, pressing and stroking between her spread legs. Then, he lifted her and sat her on the ground. He took off his hoodie, still leaving him in the comfort of a long sleeved Tshirt, and crumpled it. His hand behind her back, he laid her on the ground with the hoodie behind her head and returned his lips to sucking and nibbling her nipples. His kisses trailed down her stomach, stopping just above her pants.
 
She watched him move over her and crawling lower and lower. A moan escaped her lips as her fingers undid his pants and her pants. "Turnabout is fair play, Jayme. I want you too"

Making the invitation and hoping that he wouldn't chicken out by her getting more forward. Amy was more then willing to slide out of her jeans.
 
Mr. Jost

He slowly stroked jessie's body, teasing, touching, kissing, licking. At one point, he had his thumb on her clit while his fingers opened her lips. His tongue was busy tasting her, from the nape of her neck down to her nipples which he sucked and nibbled. Her fingers were wrapped in his hir while her whispers encouraged him.

She stroked him, too, teasing the nipples of his firm chest, then down his belly, rounded yet firm, and lower to stroke his manhood through his pants.

He wanted her...wanted to hear her cumming from his touch and kisses, wanted to stoke the flames inside her until she was molded to be his lover, as well as his "slave". He hated that term...he held no one as a slave nor as a servant, but as willing submissives. But he wanted jessie to become his...at least some of time...to control and use and make love to and punish and thrill...and teach.

"Tell me, jessie, tell me what you want...ask for it as a good girl asks...."
 
Mr. Jost

"Ad-... Sir?" She looked up at him with enormous eyes, guileless and almost innocent. "I want you inside of me."

He smiled and kissed her, then rose and disrobed completely. He knelt between her legs and said, "I want you naked, in my bed, Mine!" And he undressed her, then looked at her naked form...perfect...

He reached to the table beside the bed and took out a condom that he slipped onto his cock. Then he moved over the top of her and grasped her wrists in his strong hands. He pulled them out so that she had her arms spread. He moved over her, his cock seemingly drawn into her. the large head split the lips of her vulva and he was in her, suddenly, completely, one thrust of his hips burying his cock in her.

He heard her gasp of surprise, her brief moment of shock, then her sigh of relief as he began to slowly fuck her.

"Ask before you cum and do not cum until I give you permission, my sweet pet."

He then began to take her higher, fucking her with all his will.
 
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He seemed to know her perfectly, sensed her rising arousal and need. When she struggled against his grip, he paused his fucking briefly, looked at her, and silenced her protestations. Then he comntinued, very purposely grinding into her with each stroke, touching her clit, bringing her higher. He was not in himself now. Rather he was outside, watching, controlling both his body and hers.

He heard her sighs build in intensity, heard her mewling, and then heard her voice, "Sir." She panted, remembering this time not to preface it with his given name. He was pleased with her for recalling the proper form without hesitation. "I'm ready, now..." Her eyes beseeched him, "Please Sir? Please! I need to cum, now!"

He delayed his permissdion, letting it build further. She moaned and repeated her entreaty in shallow gasps. He smiled down at her, kept his strokes steady, and, just when she would lose control and cum unbidden, he whispered, "Now, pet, cum now for Master."
 
As jessie came, Adie kept moving in her, steadily, carrying her higher again. He let go her hands, knowing that she'd keep them there, but if she didn't he wouldn't care. She was his now... at least until the next little rebellion.

He drove on, lifting her off the bed with his hands under her hips, bringing her to a higher angle, with her legs over his shoulders. And he spread the cheeks of her ass apart with his clenching fingers. The look of ecstacy in her face was replaced by one of shock. Hasn't anyone done this to her before...kept fucking her after one orgasm? he thought.

As he pistoned into her, his juice slicked finger met her tiny hole, also slick with her cum and probed there. He heard her gasp and what sounded like a garbled protest. He pressed the tip of his finger against the rim until it popped open and he invaded her anus with his finger while still fucking her steadily.

She trembled, moaned, and, after a very deep breath, tumbled over the edge again....
 
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Jayme

A look of fear came into his eyes as shee unbuttoned his pants. His original instinct was to jump away and tell her not to touch him, but he thought better of it. Instead, he lightly shook his head.

"Please don't," he asked quietly, shying away. When she unbuttoned her own pants, he slid them from beneath her hips and pushed them aside. Parting her legs, he continued his trail of kisses over her hips and down the insides of her thighs. Then, he put his lips against her panties and sucked at her growing wetness. He wanted to touch her so badly.
 
Rayne stared at hersel fin her mirror as she dressed. Let Mr. jost underestimate her all he wanted. He was in for a big surprise. She cheked to make sure eveything was packed into her duffel bag and smiled at her reflction. She looked very innocent, but anyone who knew her intimately knew that she was anything but.

Rayne prided hersel f on her control and domminace. She left her room, locked teh door and headed for mr Jost's place.
 
Amy looked at him with a hunger yet his kiss was driving her mad with need.

Moaning as his breath tickled the folds of her pussy and her tremors brought forth streams of sweet honey.
 
Mr Jost

After Jessie's second orgasm subsided, Adie did, too. He slowed his pace and then stopped. He kissed her and said, "we had better get ready for company. Look in the closet in your room and find something to slip on. Then join me in the living room, sweet pet." It was a polite command. He wondered which of the silky, nearly obscene robes she would choose.

He left the room and heard the shower running. He had slipped on a black silk robe that stopped half way up his thighs and belted tight around his waist. He went into the living room and slid the tapestry aside to reveal a set of 2x4's on the wall. In the 2x4's were sunk d-rings, ready to binding an unfortunate victim or willing participant. Which would Rayne be? Probably a struggling victim, he thought, one who thought she would control him.

The shower stopped. He attached sets of cuffs to the d-rings, pulled the tapestry, and turned down the lights. He wouldn't be caught out tonight, not with Jessie as the surprise. By the time Rayne recovered from the shock of the nearly naked student teacher on her knees, he would be in control of the situation.

Jessie entered the room and he said, "kneel before me pet. I have a present for you.
 
Rayne pulled up otside and got out of her car. She then grabbed her bag and walke dup to the front door and knocked.
 
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