Surprise Lessons (closed)

[Powerdog16]

He loved what he was feeling when he was doing these notorious things to this delicate woman. Hearing her beg and plead and on top of that doing it the right way, remembering her lesson from last night made it even better! She was genuine and authentic, real as she has ever been in her life.

He felt her pushing towards him, her body trembling with sensations that poured into him! He looked up at her and said, "Your Master grants you permission to cum pet for you have learned your lessons well..."

He moaned when her body started releasing when he pushed even harder into her! His teeth rolled her clit hard while his fingers pushed and pumped into her!! She started pumping and humping hard... her screams filled the room!!!

Her body squirted load after load of her sweet hot juices!!! He lapped as much as he could of her as she slowly started coming down from her orgasmic high! He slid off the foot of the bed and still not saying anything, took her sheet... and slid it completely off her body.

He whispered, "We are going to have a visitor pet... would you like to have a visitor here so you may show off just how proud you make your Master?"

 

[Wolf Vixen]

His words were all she needed to hear. Her body began to shutter and she pulled on her binds, tensing as hard as her body was doing. Her muscles danced inside of herself along his fingers that pumped into her. Juices squirted and still she humped his fingers for all it was worth. Tiffany had never ever come that hard before. It was like he knew exactly what to do, where to touch and where to lick to set her body off like no one ever had.

She sagged against the bed, spent from the intense orgasm he just gave her. She shivered and moaned at the feel of the sheet slipping from her body. Still darkness surrounded her and the only thing was the sounds of his voice, caressing over her body. It took Tiffany a few moments to realize what Richard had said, her head even turned toward the sound of his voice or rather where his voice had been.

Tiffany felt her heart beat picking up, like it wasn't already racing in her chest from everything he has done to her. He was actually going to have someone come and see her like this. Tiffany had to think on it for a moment. It did not take her long to realize that regardless of someone seeing her like this with him, it was true. She was here with him and she was loving every moment of it.

Tiffany never thought it would be like this, she admitted that much to herself. But she is here, she is with him and she doesn't wish to be anywhere else. So someone coming in and seeing her like this with him, happily being what he needs, it didn't matter to her either way. She smiled softly knowing he was looking at her, she could feel his eyes on her. Nodding her head to let him know she had heard him, "Anything my Master wishes, he shall get."

 

[Powerdog16]

"Anything my Master wishes, he shall get."


The Good professor turned and said, "You may come in now."

Walking into the room the Dean herself, Shelly Peterson, stepped into the room and looked at Tiffany and smiled, "I see she is learning her lesson well?"

"She is and she is at your service." The Doctor said as he leaned over, kissed Shelly and then said, "That is ... after you strip for me. Now... you little cougar you..."

The Dean giggled and then quickly began to strip for her Master. She had been slave to the Doctor for at least 3 years now and knew exactly what he wanted and how. When she was out of her business attire she stood there in thigh highs, a black garter, thong, and bustier which pushed her pierced nipples up and out...

He turned and walked over to his pet and said, "Meet your Mistress... and my slave as well, cunt..." He slipped off her blindfold and let her see the Dean in a WHOLE knew light for the first time.

The Dean smiled and said, "So... you said you weren't going to become a mindless slut like me huh? Seems to be the shoe is on the other foot now!"

Tiffany's eyes shifted to the Doctor as he said, "You can say the safe word anytime... but if you wish to serve me... you serve your Mistress. Do you understand?"

THere was a moments hesitation and then she nodded. The Dean said, "Good... Now... how good is that tongue of hers, Master?"

"She is quite talented. Try her out..." The doc said with a grin.

She smiled and looked down at Tiffany and said, "I think I shall. Is she snug in place?"

"As much as can be. You doubt my tying?" He asked.

"No Master... you know I don't doubt you..." she whispered.

"Good. Now... try my new slave..." The doctor looked down at Tiffany and gave an approving nod. 'You can do this' was the message passing through his eyes.

Shelly walked onto the bed... turned to face her sweet body and dropped to her knees. She reached behind her ass, grabbing Tiffany's hair and said, "I want to cum and cum quickly pet... Master wants to see it..." She pushed Tiffany's mouth into her pussy!

At the same time, Shelly dropped down and let her own tongue tease at nubile and tender reddened pussy... moaning....

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany was still in darkness from the blindfold, still bound to the bed helpless. She heard Richard tell the person to come in and when that person spoke she realized it was the Dean of the school. The same one that Tiffany talked about being mindless because she let Richard control her life.

Tiffany thought for a moment, wasn't that what she was letting him do? She had given in to his controlling nature as well. She had willingly followed his every direction to the letter. Sure she had some of the best sex and even better orgasms with him, but was this what she truly wanted?

She heard the Dean's voice, letting Tiffany know she had heard her when Tiffany spoke about her being under his control. Richard made mention that if she was to follow him that she was to follow the Dean as well. She nodded, letting him know she understood but still her mind raced with this. Tiffany felt the bed moving and her heart raced even more. She could tell by the weight and how the Dean shifted over her that it was the Dean and not Richard.

The Dean was actually believing that Tiffany was going to do anything with her. She made it obvious when the Dean called Tiffany by the one name she allowed Richard to call her. Anger welled up inside of her, anger like nothing she had ever felt before. She may have willingly given herself to Richard but she did not give herself willingly to the Dean.

The Dean's tongue touched her and that was all it took, she was crying out, "Red.....Red.....Fucking Red!!!!" Her breath was heavy and she strained to hear anything from Richard. She wasn't about to share what she had found and she sure as hell wasn't going to be calling any bitch, like the Dean, Mistress. Richard could just call who he needed to end it all.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Red.....Red.....Fucking Red!!!!"

The Doc lifted his hand and Shelley gave a quiet curse before sliding off Tiffany and sliding onto her knees at the doctor's feet. The Doc looked down at her and said, "You called the safe word. Do you wish to be set free?"

It was not really a question really. He had crossed that line with her and it would be a matter of time to get her back over on the safe side of the line. He had to practice control. She gave a maddening nod and he walked over and unbound one of her wrists. She went to the other wrist while he went to her ankles and untied them.

Tiffany looked very upset and she quickly grabbed her clothes and threw them on. The Doctor knew what was coming next. She reached up and tore off the collar and then made a mad dash to the door and out. She didn't even want to try and talk and he would not push her. This was not the time for that.

Shelly looked up at him and said, "Do you think she will say anything?"

"I don't know." He looked down at her and said, "You should go to work. I am sorry this did not work out. I will try to talk to her later."

Shelly got up and did as she was instructed. The moment she got dressed and reached the door, she was no longer Gant's slave. She was his boss and leader of the university. She disappeared off to work... leavin Gant with little more than to clean up and head to work...

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany stormed out of his house, anger making her see red. She couldn't believe he had the nerve to do that to her. Did he really think she was going to go for that?!? She walked quickly back to her room. Gathering a change of clothes she went and took a nice long hot shower. She couldn't stop thinking about Richard though. He had changed her, she felt it and yet at the same time she wasn't going to accept being some second rate woman in his life.

After the hot shower, Tiffany crawled into bed and laid there for the longest time, just thinking over everything that had happened. She didn't care about any of her classes that day. She debated on what she could do about all of this. She had the video and even the audio of everything. Tiffany wasn't stupid and anyone who thought she was found out really fast she wasn't someone to fuck around with.

Tiffany didn't have her father's backing anymore, but with this video and audio tape of not only Richard but of Shelly too, Tiffany could easily win her father back over. Much less criminal charges being pressed to the two of them. But Tiffany didn't so much want Richard out of her life, but Shelly, yeah she had to go.

Tiffany had to put her plan together. She had to make Richard think she was on the verge of going to the cops and her father, but that was just going to be a ploy to get what she wanted which was Richard.

 

[Powerdog16]

Doc Gant spent the rest of his day in his office or in class. He did his best to keep his mind occupied and it was difficult to do when he found that Tiffany had not shown up for any of her classes either. He expected her to either have gone to the police with her tapes or trying to convince her dad of what was going on. On top of that, he had received at least a dozen text from Shelly wanting to know something... anything. The Doc had told her to stop contacting him and she would be the first one he would contact when he learned something.

He had found out about her wire from when he spotted a wire on her that was out of place. It was a mike wire. So from that point on, he was very guarded about his words. When she was bound up in his bed and sleeping, he had gotten up that night and found the tape recorder. It was a standard issue one which used standard tapes. He pulled an old lecture tape of his and swapped it out for the one that she had used to record most of the activities. He was curious if she had noticed it yet? Did she know that her evidence had been taken? The only other question was had there been more tapes? He suspected their had been... but he could not verify that without going through her things.

He found his way eventually back to his office for his office hours and he literally expected her to walk through those doors at any second. He had to admit he was unnerved by her lack of response at all. He thought about what she had gone through and how much pleasure she had gotten. She had slave material... but she was not there yet. A slave did anything their Master called upon them to do, unless it hit a hard limit. Slaves had to understand that anything their Master did was for their benefit, not their own.

As the hours crept on, he left his office, got in his car and went to the pub and ordered up a Guinness and sat there and sipped on it while he watched a hockey game on the 50" HDTV which hung on the opposite wall. He had met up with several of his colleagues and he enjoyed the company and much needed distraction of the day. He felt like he was at the mercy of this woman... and to be honest, he was not worried about her. At least... not too worried about her decision...

When the evening was finished, he headed to his car, got in it and then headed to his bungalow. As he parked his car, he found that he had company sitting in the chair next to his door tucked behind some bushes. He knew from her legs who it was. He reached the door and said, "Good evening. Are you finally ready to talk about the safe word?"

 

[Powerdog16]

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[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany got dressed and slowly made her way to Richard's house. Approaching she noticed his car was not in the driveway, so she took a seat in one of the chairs near the door. Pulling it back far enough where most would not see her waiting for him.

She didn't have to wait for long. Tiffany heard the sound of a car pulling up into the driveway and she watched through the bush in front of her Richard getting out of his car. His eyes looked a bit troubled, but he was able to pull the look in them together before she made his comment about the safe word.

Tiffany uncrossed her bare legs that were encased in knee high boots. She stood, showing the line of her legs up to a mid-thigh, tight black skirt and a low cut button up white shirt that was tied at the waist. Her eyes moved over Richard as he drew closer, "No actually I am here to return this to you." Tiffany moved her hand to give him back his lecture tape, "I figured you might be needing this for class one day. You can keep the other as I have this to replace it."

Tiffany couldn't help but give a slight smirk as she held up a disk in her other hand, "Maybe we should take this inside or would you like to let your neighbors know everything that has gone on between us?" Tiffany waited for Richard to make his decision. She had her plan and she wasn't going to stray from it, no matter how badly she just wanted to wrap her body around him and kiss him like there was no tomorrow.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Maybe we should take this inside or would you like to let your neighbors know everything that has gone on between us?"

The Doc chuckled to himself and stared at her a long moment. He glanced out along the street watching the evening activities of the neighbors. A couple walking along holding hands, an older woman walking her poodle, a pair of college kids heading towards the local comic book store, amongst others. He looked back to her and said, "Okay. Come in..."

He opened the door, keeping his back to her. He knew she was going to try to blackmail him... again. He gave a sigh... disappointed in her. He let the door swing open and he stepped inside the place, leaving it open for her. He set his briefcase down, then walked towards the kitchen and poured up a couple of drinks.

He turned and found her sitting in one of his chairs and said, "So, what is it going to be this time? Want me to retire? Want me to quit? Want money? Heh... good luck with that one." He handed her one of the drinks and then downed his.

He said, "And for the record, I knew you were up to the entire time... so... let's get this over with... What is the price going to be?" He sat down in the chair across from her, looked her hard and cold... He barked, "Well!!! Don't just sit there like the cat has your tongue! What is it going to be?!?!?"

He continued his glare at her as she tried to return the look. There was silence... a long deadly silence. He figured she was trying just to get the courage to go through with whatever it was she had been planning all evening.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany watched as Richard’s eyes moved over the area, seeing who was around before telling her to come in. She watched as he walked inside and set his briefcase down before moving toward the kitchen. She closed the door behind her and made sure to fasten the lock before making her way to the kitchen, taking a seat before he even turned around.

Her eyes stayed glued to him as he stepped over asking what she wanted this time before downing his glass. She stayed put just looking at him while he made mention of knowing what she was up to. Tiffany couldn’t help but wonder why he did what he did if he knew what she was up to. He barked at her and all she did was look at him. Her mind moving around but her determination set in stone with what she was going to do.

Tiffany leaned forward in the chair, slowly sliding the glass back in front of him, “Looks like you need it more than I do.” Standing she turned, putting the back of the chair in front of her. Her fingers gripped the back of the chair while her eyes moved slowly over him, “I don’t wish your retirement, you are an excellent teacher. I don’t wish you to quit either and as for money, well I have it should daddy get back to thinking I am his little girl that can do no wrong. So as you see money is not an issue for me, nor for you should..well should I get what I want.”

Tiffany smiled softly and moved from the back of the chair, grabbing the bottle she watched him pour his drink from and walking slowly step by step over to Richard. She let him get a good look at her outfit as she thought of him when she picked it out. When she got close enough to him Tiffany stopped and poured more into one of the empty glasses. Setting the bottle on the table she felt his eyes on her, even felt them roaming over her form. Smiling again she gripped the glass and turned toward him, doing two things at once. Slipping her leg over him so she straddled him in the chair and offering the glass to him, “Care for another dear?”

She watched him closely as he downed the liquid, taking the glass from him, she turned back to place it on the table. Tiffany turned back to him, “What I want Richard, is you! And not you with baggage of that cunt, but you as in all mine!” Tiffany shifted slightly in his lap, letting her skirt ride up just a bit more to show there was nothing under it, nothing to keep him from her most intimate places, the places she was dying to feel him touch again.

Tiffany’s eyes locked with his as her fingers brushed over his chest, moving up toward his tie. She began to loosen his tie, but never lost eyes contact with him. She wanted him to see into her soul and see she was very serious.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Wait." He pushed her back to her feet, then stood up and glared at her. He said, "Let me get something straight here." He brushed past her. Being blackmailed was bad enough but over something like this was downright trivial and to be honest, just flat pissed him off. He turned towards her and said, "To keep you quiet, you want me to dump the dean? Is that what I am getting here?"

He saw her nod her head and he gave a smirk. Cocky and arrogant, he said, "Your serious? This is your big plan? This is your genius strategy? You seem to have forgotten the entire point to this..." He charged at her and grabbed her throat, slamming her up against the wall and lifting her up to her toes! He could see panic grow in her eyes and when she went to kick him, he caught her knee and pressed it to his side! He pressed his body tightly against hers as she tried to claw at his hand...

The Professor barked, "I own you. You don't own me. You don't blackmail me. You don't threaten me. You don't tell me what to fucking do." He knew he was crossing a line here and he was banking on his experiences with her last night would be enough to hold her in his aura. He barked at her, "You want to turn me in... go right ahead. I pick and choose whom serve me .... no you... not ever you! If you don't like it... fine. I won't force you to do it anymore. But I will never be forced to be in a relationship... particularly with a selfish cunt like you... under the guise of blackmail."

He felt her hands clawing at his hand and he knew she was struggling just to get air. He finally released her and let her sink to the floor... gasping for air. He walked towards his door, turned and put his hand on the knob. He turned and looked at her and she could see her eyes burning into his. He tugged on his jacket and then said, "If you want me to be your Master... if you want to be my slave... you have to trust me. I have to trust you. Completely and undeniably. You trust that I know what is best for you and will guide you into this glorious and wonderful world. I trust you to know your limits and help me make your pleasures more powerful than you have ever had."

He opened the door and said, "I trust you are going to do the right thing now. Right for you. Right for me." He walked away from the door, never letting his eyes leave hers and said, "We started this ride a few weeks ago and I thought you were beyond that. You raised your safe word and I stopped. Rather than you telling me what the problem was, you chose to run away and then try and blackmail me. Some trust that creates. Turn in your evidence if you must. I won't stop you. Hell... I will go ahead and retire in the morning. You didn't learn a thing from last night and that saddens me more than your blackmail."

He walked to the window on the other side of the room, peeked through the curtain, with his back to the front door open full. With his back to her and the door, he said, "Make your choice." He chose the words carefully. Would she walk out the door... or would she do something else...

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany’s eyes widened just slightly before she got a grip on herself the moment he picked her up and brushed past her. He was hitting the nail on the head with his questions and so she gave him a short nod. The moment she saw the smirk she knew he had other plans in mind. Her mind picked up every word spoken to her as her eyes watched as he moved quickly toward her. Gripping her by the neck and slamming her into the wall was bad enough, but pulling her up to her toes was worse, she couldn’t seem to get enough air.

The sensation went from excitement to panic very quickly. Tiffany tried to get him off of her by trying to kick him again, but like last time he caught her leg and pressed his body to hers. Again that excitement was back, that need he always seemed to spark in her, but still she couldn’t get enough air so her hands began to claw at his around her throat.

His voice boomed around her, his anger and disappointment dripping from every word he said to her. Her eyes flicked to his the moment ‘selfish cunt’ slipped from his lips. Yeah she was selfish, she did want him for herself, but to be called one was totally different. Tiffany felt her own anger rising as he continued. Her hands clawing at his hand still finally got his attention and he released her and stepped away from her.

Her hands tried to steady herself against the wall as she gasped for air. He wanted to own her, be her one and only and yet she wasn’t allowed to demand the same from him? Her eyes moved up and saw him standing at the front door, his hand on the knob even as he continued more. Trust…yes…know what is best for her?!? How in the hell is the dean best for her? That was for his own personal enjoyment, not hers.

Tiffany watched as he opened the door, she was rather floored by his words. She could understand them and yet at the same time she couldn’t believe he never once considered what was going through her mind. If he wants to know her so well, then why not learn about her long before trying stunts like this, then maybe he might know why or even have a hint as to what the problem was without her having to say anything. She watched him walk to the window and look out at the yard beyond. She was supposed to make a choice, be with him and accept that he obviously hasn’t learned anything about her, just what he saw on the outside or leave and never have a chance at this again.

Tiffany walked toward the door, he brought out sides to her that she didn’t even know existed, but she doesn’t share well and never had, she wasn’t about to change her mind now. She wasn’t going to be some second rate whore for him to order around. She couldn’t believe after last night that he didn’t have the first clue about her. Yeah she blackmails people in what she wants and yes Richard is not the type to be blackmailed into anything, but instead of handling it like he did last night by getting her where she couldn’t leave and talking with her, things might have been different.

They were both so wrong in this, she for being the selfish cunt she knew she was and him for assuming he knew her by her actions. Her eyes turned to him as her back moved to the door, she stepped back and closed it. Seeing his eyes turn to her and the look in them made her catch her breath, but this had to be done, “Richard, we need to stop, both of us. You are a stubborn man and I am a stubborn woman, but we both screwed up.”

Tiffany took a few steps away from the door facing him, “Now it is your choice, we can sit and talk or you can kick me out. I do not want you to retire or to quit; I will leave before that happens. So what shall it be professor?” It was her turn to wait and see what he would do. Needless to say her heart was racing in her chest and had slid up into her throat, she was risking it all at that moment, she was completely open to being totally destroyed. It would be up to him what happens to her.

 

[Powerdog16]

"Now it is your choice, we can sit and talk or you can kick me out. I do not want you to retire or to quit; I will leave before that happens. So what shall it be professor?"

The Doc smiled. He had been half afraid she would turn and walk out, turn him in and call it a day. He looked back at her and said, "Come with me..." He walked towards her... and then past her, down the hall and to the 1st door on the left. A quaint and small office sat with college books lining the shelves, a computer and monitor, a black leather desk chair. He felt her walking into the room with him and he said, "This is my sanctuary. You want me to believe you. You want to make me believe that you want to try something here... then there is one thing you must do first..."

He leaned down and pulled out a portable shredder. It was a heavy duty model designed to destroy paper, staples, and most importantly... CD's. He set it square on the desk and then carefully turned his head to look at her. He said, "You want to stop playing this game. So do I. You know what you must do..."

He watched her intensely to see what her next step would be.

 

[Wolf Vixen]

When he turned completely around saying to come with him her heart soared from her chest. They were really going to do this!

She followed him down a hall to the first door on the left. When she entered, her eyes moved around and seen it was his office. He certainly had it packed full of books along with a nice large desk with a computer and black chair to match. It looked like any other professor’s office actually, but her mind took her into thinking about all the things they could do in that room, in time.

Tiffany listened to him; she was willing to show him she wanted to make a fresh start with him and would do anything to prove it. When he pulled up a shredder she already knew what he was hoping for. Her eyes moved up to his as she pulled out the disk she had brought and handed it to him, she smiled softly to him, “If you wish the original then we must go back to my room to get them. Either I can go and get them or you can bring it with you and we both go get them.”

Tiffany was going to prove that she in fact wanted to end this game they were playing. She stepped closer to him at the desk, letting her hips move slowly, the boots making them hitch just a bit more, “I am willing to give them to you, willing to shred every little piece of evidence I have to prove to you I wish this game to end. Question is, Richard, what are you willing to do to prove to me you wish to end this game between us?”

 

[Powerdog16]

He was hesitant. Very hesitant. Not because of her threats of blackmail, but because this is the first time someone had actually really stood up to him and made him have to work to take her. Usually... after one of his sessions... just one... they were his for as long as he wanted them. They would never question him... never doubt him. They would follow his lead till either they both got bored with each other or the BBD happened...

He stared her in the eyes and then slid the CD into the shredder, listening to his grind into fragments, never to be thought of again. He walked around the desk towards her, leaned in, put his hands on her ass and lifted her onto the desk and slid his body between her open and ready legs. He said, "No more games. No more blackmail. No more trying to force each other into things. We give into each other completely and fully. No one else... not even the Dean."

A thought crossed his mind. The Dean would not like this at all... not one bit. he would have to find a way to put her at ease. He said, "You will bring me every CD, every file, every photo, every tape you have of us in your bag tomorrow morning nad give it to me then and I will talk with your father... see about getting you back in his good graces. No more destroying each other... let's rebuild... deal..."

He watched her hand reach out in a handshake and he smiled... he took her wrist... and the other wrist and moved them behind her back, pinning them to her ass and he said, "We make deals with kisses... not handshakes..." He leaned in and encompassed her entire mouth... passionately... powerfully... dangerously!!!!

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany watched Richard's eyes, normally he kept them under control but right now they were uncertain. Maybe it was because of how she was acting, like the wake up call she had where she finally realized that some things she actually had to work for....like Richard.

Watching him move around his deck she didn't move from where she stood, wondering what he had planned for her since he hadn't even mentioned what it was that he would do to win her belief that he wanted to end this game. Tiffany gasped slightly as he gripped her ass and set her on the desk, slipping between her legs. She wanted him so badly she could taste it. She as sure it was showing in her eyes when she looked at him.

Listening to him she felt her heart skip a beat, did he really mean it....not only giving himself completely to her but also making things right with her father? They would be set if he did that! She quickly reached out her hand, knowing this was exactly what she wanted, him......it has been about him for some time now.

Richard gripped it and pulled it behind her back. A slow smile curved her lips as the other hand was pulled back with it. Before she could even take a good breath his mouth was on hers. She melted instantly against him. Her back arching against his as her legs wrapped around his. Her tongue battled with his with as much passion and fire as he was showing for her. Her mouth fed from him and took him deep into her very soul. She was losing herself to him and she knew it, that was why she had to stand her ground now. The moment she was completely under his 'spell' is the moment she wouldn't be able to say no to him.

Tiffany's eyes fluttered shut as she willing gave him everything he could possibly have asked for in that moment. Her mouth, her tongue and her body was completely his to do with as he wished and she was sure he would enjoy every moment of it as much as she would.

She knew they needed to talk but at that very instant, she wanted to feel one with him and that meant one thing and one thing only.

 

[Powerdog16]

As the passion grew increasingly more intense, Richard reached for the steel handcuffs and moved them to her wrists, snapping them in place! He moved a hand to her blouse and literally ripped the buttons completely off... grabbing her breasts and pushing them from her bra.

His mouth instantly moved to her left nipple... then her right! His hands cupping both firmly in his... as his tongue hungrily teases and tormented those sweet mounds of pleasures! He was losing control of his need with her and he loved it! There was no going back as of this point! He pulled her to her feet... then shifted her around and bent her over the desk, spreading her legs wider and wider, pushing that skirt high up over her ass!

His hands spread her cheeks wider and wider and his tongue plunged into her pussy.... curling up and drinking up her moistened tunnel with hungry lust! His thumb plunged into her ass hard and spread her ass cheeks even wider as his tongue rimmed her before dipping back into her pussy again and again!

Richard was growing even more hungry for her... if such a thing was even possible!!! He needed this woman like he needed air to breath! She was not like the others that simply had laid there and done his beckon call... too afraid to even move... much less fight him. This woman was a fighter...a survivor... even without daddy's money... she was a fighter and would stand up for herself...

He heard her beckoning him... pleading for him... and he said, "You want this cock... you know what you need to do for it... " He plunged two fingers inside her... and spread them, curling his fingers and pulling out... he needed her... NEEDED her!

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Tiffany felt the cold steel wrap around her wrist and that brought her back to the here and now. Her eyes opened while his lips stayed locked to hers. His hands sliding up her chest before gripping the edges of it and ripping it open. She moaned the moment his hands cupped her mounds and pushed them from her bra.

Her nipples hardened instantly, his lips left hers heading straight down to her breast. He wrapped those lips of his around her breast and her back arched. Moaning louder her legs tightened around his wishing her hands were free to hold his head to her chest.

Before she knew what was going on he pulled her to her feet and turned her around before pushing her toward the desk. She felt the front of her press into the cool wood of his desk while his hands pulled up her skirt. The rooms cool air on her ass mixed with the heat from his hands made Tiffany shiver and her wetness increasing.

Richard's tongue ran over her slit and she cried out, her legs almost giving out on her. He knew just what to do to make her moan and pant her need to him. His thumb pressed into her ass and her hips tilted back more against his tongue and thumb. She needed him more than anything at that moment.

Tiffany wasn't sure when it was that he wrapped so solidly around her heart but he did and she knew she would never be able to part from him. At first she thought she could, but now she knew she would always crave his touch, always need his touch as well as his guidance.

His voice along with the added addition of his fingers driving into her made her cry out knowing exactly what she needed to do. Her muscles wrapped around his fingers like it was his cock and her body tried to surge back onto him even more but his other hand held her where she was.

She whimpered and moaned to him, but he wanted the words. Tiffany nibbled her bottom lip trying not to give in so quickly to him but his thumb in her ass, his fingers buried deep in her cunt and his tongue teasing over every inch of her lips drove her totally insane, "Please Master...God please.....fuck me Master...Claim me again and again....Please!!!"

Tiffany was dying to feel him taking her like only he could. Her breath was heavy and her legs shook against the desk. She wanted more than anything for them to grace every inch of his house with their passion, their need, they want and their love for one another. She could feel it, the hum of need in him that ran as deep as the need in her. She couldn't go another day without being in his arms and under his control!

 

[Powerdog16]

Something was happening to Richard that even he did not understand. He had dominated several women in his days. He had expedited the sexual awakening of many a maiden in his time and it had always been magnificent. He was a teacher in every way. He wanted to open the eyes of those he was teaching to a whole new world. Not just in the classroom but in the bedroom as well. It was what he loved to do! He had the advantage of seeing himself as an teacher which gave him a certain sense of ... objectivity to his bedroom pleasures. It was in this objectivity that he was able to keep himself from sliding into the whirlwind of emotions that was always tied to this kind of encounter. He was just teaching... not participating...

He had even completely converted the prude of a Dean into a creature of sexual need! He remembered when she first came to the university and made her rounds meeting everyone. There had been something in her eyes that told him everything he needed to know. She was needing something she had never had before. She had been a woman who had been in charge of all aspects of her life and yet was unfulfilled. He made her realize that her fulfillment came when she gave up control and let it happen to her.

And despite his adventures, he had NEVER felt what he was feeling for this woman on his desk right now!

"Please Master...God please.....fuck me Master...Claim me again and again....Please!!!"

Those words drove him to the brink of euphoria! He needed this from her. He was not just teaching a student in the art of sexual domination and submission. His objectivity was crumbling all around him with Tiffany! His world that he spent so long building up and making into his personal paradise was crumbling around him... and he realized it had been a sham the entire time. He had let his objectivity prevent him from feeling anything and the moment he realized there was a spark of desire for Tiffany inside him, he should have shut it down... should had said no more. Should have ended it.

Pandora's box... once that box was opened... it could never EVER be closed again. But the funny thing was... now that it was open... did he really want to do close it even if he could. He felt her body under his hands and tongue, diving into places that drove her to the brink of insane need! And as she reached that point... so did he! He was linked to her in a way he had never experienced in his life and it was amazing!!!

He stood up and he slid his head gently into her tunnel, looking down at her as his head disappeared inside. He felt her jerk and try and suck him further into her but he would maintain this control... if only physical. He moaned hard as he slowly let it slide deeper and deeper into her... till he was fully seated into that tunnel! He leaned forward, grabbing her hair and jerking her head back to face him! He could see the exquisite pleasures pouring through her damp face! She had been crying and sweating... and he loved it! He barked, "We are one now. I claim you as my slave... for now... for ever more... Do you accept me as your willing Master... owner... and lover...?"

He kept his rod buried deep inside her waiting for her to respond...

 

[Wolf Vixen]

So much was running through Tiffany's mind. She wanted him, she needed him and only a short while ago when she came into this house was she thinking she could easily gain him with a little bargaining chip. She never once imagined all she had to do was ask and he would give himself to her. She wanted him to want her, to need her as she did him. She wanted him to crave her, think about her, desire her every waking moment of every day....dream about her every night.

Ever since that fist day he stood up to her, that he pressed his body into hers she had done nothing but think about him, dream about him and desire him. She thought that doing what he asked of her even when she thought it was beneath her would prove how much she needed him, but then he brought HER into it and Tiffany's picture shattered around her. She was going to hurt him like he did her, but the moment she saw him, the moment she touched him she couldn't do it. Even if she couldn't have him, she would desire him forever and it would eat her alive.

She felt him slipping slowly into her and she gasped, her fingers tensing and relaxing like she was pumping some stress ball in her hand. her breath picked up and her mind shattered around her thoughts and all that was left was the pleasure that he was giving her. Slowly he slipped deeper and that slowness was torture to her, sweet torture that only he could give her. Torture she would cry, bed and plead for!

Once he was buried inside of her, her walls tightened around him not wishing him to leave her at all, wanting him to stay deep inside of her forever. They were finally connected like she wanted for so long. She had seen him the moment she entered this college and that moment she knew she wanted him. He was so strong, so confident and yet so distant. That drove her insane as he never once gave her what she was used to getting and that just wouldn't do. But trying to gain him she became a part of him. Not really losing herself, but adding to herself, making herself a better person and most importantly better for him.

His words seared her very soul and she knew them to be true, they were one! Her head raised at his insistence and that made her muscles contract around his cock, "God Yes!!!! I accept you as my lover, my owner, my Master...my everything Richard!!" That was the first time she called him by his first name and she was sure it wouldn't be her last, but he was her everything. She was his from her very soul to her heart and even her body. There was nothing of hers that did not belong to him. NOTHING!

 

[Powerdog16]

Calling him by his first name sent chills down his spine that narry had been done before. Normally, when a person talked to him, they used his title of his last name. Even his slaves in the past referred to him as Master or sir. Hell... even Shelly only called him by his first name when they were in meetings. It went back to that objectivity... He was able to keep himself seperated from everyone else with little things like how he was addressed.

But when she called him by his name, he realized that barrier was shattered! That barrier was never really there to begin with. He pulled his cock slowly out to the head... letting it linger... before thrusting hard into her! He said, "You are owned... you are slave... you are mine..." He repeated his motions... letting himself linger each time after speaking each part of his statement...

Soon, Richard's thrust grew increasingly harder... deeper... each drive made him increasingly swell inside her, forcing her walls to accept his thick sex which burned into her! Fire and electricity charged through them both at the union and as Richard wrapped his hand around her throat and clamped down, the deal was nearly sealed!

He smiled when he found her hiking her left knee onto the desk, opening her up even more to him and it only served to encourage increasing fits of need for her! He drove himself... spearing her again and again... till the first waves of crested heat began to ignite inside him!

Her body thrust onto his as much as he thrust into her as those waves of passion drew closer and closer to the surface and he found himself losing himself in her once more! He needed her ... desperately... and it was so new to him that he felt almost like a virgin in this feeling.

He grew to the point of orgasmic release and yelled out... his seed splashing into her... pulse after pulse... burning into her...!!! He kept his cock buried in her and barked, "Cum... Cum for your Master... Cum now!" He kept exploding inside... growing more intense with each thrust!

 

[Wolf Vixen]

Richard slowly slid from her and Tiffany began to whimper praying he was going to drive into her again and sure enough the moment he said she was owned he drove into her and took her breath from her. She had very little time to gather her breath before slave slipped his lips and her breath was gone again with another thrust into her. Tiffany shuttered with pure excitement at the next word even as he drove into her and took her breath a third time. His, that is what she was, she was his in every way.

He lifted her head just a bit more before his hand released her hair and slipped around her neck. One hand on her hip and another around her neck while he drove into her over and over again made her cry out her pleasure into the room. Her mind was going crazy, her body completely on fire and burning up inside at the feel of him. Richard was marking her, claiming her and she was loving every moment of it.

Her hips tilted and she moved to slip one booted leg up on the desk, giving him even more access to her body, letting him drive even deeper than before. Her moans grew with every thrust as well as her need for him. He was giving her what she wanted but she knew this would not be enough, she would need him just as much in the next hour, the next day, the next week....hell forever. He was hers just as much as she was his, she was marking him, claiming him as he was doing to her.

Tiffany's muscles clamped down around him, letting him know she wanted him deep inside of her always, wanted his seed inside of her always. The moment she felt him swell, stretching her even more she knew he was on the verge of his orgasm. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on to her own. His warmth began to fill her and he drove hard into her, burying himself as deep as he could go. His words were all that were needed as her muscles spasmed around his cock, milking every drop of his cum from the length of him.

She felt him shutter against her, his legs almost giving way. He leaned against her even ground himself into her to make sure every drop was in her depths and she couldn't help but try to take him even deeper. Her pants and moans showed she was his and only his now. She licked her lips and was grateful for the desk under her as she leaned her own weight on the top of it.

His grip lightened around her neck but didn't leave and she was completely grateful for that. At that exact moment she felt like there was nothing in the world but them. She didn't want to part from him, not in the least bit. The feel of his hand around her neck reminded her (like she needed the reminder) that she was his, she willingly gave herself over and over again to him and only him.

She tried to gather her breath and her voice knowing it was probably rather scratchy. Trying to clear her throat for a moment, "Thank you Richard...my friend...my lover...my Master....the keeper of my heart and soul!!"

 

[Powerdog16]

<< For the sake of clarity, I am going to shift from 3rd person to 1st person...>>

I slowly recede from you and said, "You are welcome pet. You are very much welcome..."

I lean in and whisper to you as you lay there panting in on the desk. I say, "Get up pet... take a quick shower and then come back to me. I have something for you..."

I can see you are slightly disappointed that I won't join you this time but I have my own task at hand. You head to the back and I hear the water turn on.

10 minutes later, I hear the water turn off and I smile. I went into my wall safe and pulled out a special item...

When you arrive in the room, naked and clean, I have the item hidden. I look at you and said, "Come here." I ease you onto the dinner table on your knees. I say, "Slave kneel..."

You put your hands behind your head, your head tilted down, your knees spread wide apart, chest out and back straight. Most masters would make their pets do this on the floor so they can look down on them. I am different. First of all... I am very tall as it is and I prefer to not have to look down all the time... so elevating my pet is better for me. Second, putting pet on the table is like placing them on a pedestal... for which I do every time I am with you.

I say, "I have trained lots of slaves in the past... none of them have gotten to me before... till you." I run my hand along your cheek. I say, "I bought some years ago when I realized that I am a Master who was looking for a slave. I thought many times over that I had... but each time... my emotions and feelings stayed cut off from coming out. but now with you. I realized you are the one I was waiting for... You are it..."

I walk to the counter and pull out a plate with a towel over it. I walk in front of you and reveal the item on the plate. A silver choker lay there open and wide. There was a allen head screw place in one of the connections and a silver plated allen screwdriver sitting on the plate next to it. I look to you and say, "I would normally want to wait for a ceremony... or perhaps just give it time... but I realize that I have what I want and there is no longer any need to wait. I have you. I want you to wear this collar. It represents your place as first and only slave."

I pick up the collar and let you look at it... and await your answer...

 

[Wolf Vixen]

**Moving to 1st person as well**

I feel you slip from me and I feel the void already, but I still try to gather my breath. Your warm breath blowing over me as you whisper sends shivers through my body. I groan slightly raising up off of the desk looking a bit disappointed that you won’t join me in the shower. I turn and head toward the back of the house, finding the bathroom there and starting the shower.

The water was warm and with it slid over my body making me sigh contently. So many things were running through my head, mainly about how far you and I have come. The days watching you, pegging you as another easy target to get good grades from; the day you actually turned it all back on me, how angry I was with you and yet I respected you even more. Then to slowly give myself to you; I actually fooled my own self cause I was yours the moment your eyes locked with mine. When I saw the dean in the room with us that morning I was furious, I felt cheated, I was jealous and I didn’t want anyone to have you but me, you were MINE!

Finishing up the shower I couldn’t help but smile, I got more than I bargained for and yet I would have it no other way. Drying myself off I moved back toward you still without a stitch of clothing on. Your eyes on me made me feel so warm inside, like I was the only woman alive in the world. As I moved toward you, you make me follow you into the dining room. Curiously I wanted to ask you what we are doing, but you put me up on the table and tell me to kneel, but not just any normal kneeling, a slave kneel.

I move up onto the table toward the middle of the table, sitting up on my knees, spreading them wide as I can for you. My hands slipping behind my head as my back arches and my eyes drop to the table. I rest back on the heels of my feet waiting for your next order. I am unsure why you have me like this but I notice that I am even with you where you stand.

Your words quiet my thoughts and I listen intently to every word you speak. Feeling my heart flutter in my chest when I find out I am the only one that has ever gotten to you. I smile softly at the feel of your hand sliding softly along my cheek before I again listen to your words. Again my heart soars, my body fills with warmth as I feel my eyes burn with tears at just the thought that you were waiting for me, that you thought I was it for you. I felt it too, but totally afraid to voice it, afraid of making it real and not just in my head.

I hear you walk away and I can’t help but think of how much I am yours, how much I have wanted to be yours. How much I love you, need you, want you. I am desperate for you in my life and yet as long as it is only in my head I was safe. Now that wasn’t the case, now I have come to a point where I have to let it be known, I have to make it real by saying it, it is the right thing to do.

As you move back to me I see a plate with a towel over it, wondering what could possibly be on there that made the towel almost lay flat. As you pull the towel from the plate I see the silver choker laying there. It was open with a screw place that looked like it connected to the other side and a screw held it in place, so once on the only way it would come off would be the holder of the screwdriver that was lying beside it. It was gorgeous; sparkling in the light like it was winking at me. My eyes flick up for an instant before looking back at it lying on the plate.

Your words move me like nothing else has in my lifetime. I know I will no longer have to worry about being something other than yours and you mine. Again my eyes flick up to you quickly before lowering again, “I never thought we would come so far. So much has happened between us and yet here we are. You have buried yourself in my heart, filling me with you where I do not know where one of us exists in me without the other. I realized the moment I felt a threat to what I had with you that I desperately want you, desperately need you and desperately love you! You are a part of me and I never want that to change. I want you in my life forever.” My eyes move up to lock with yours, “I would be very honored to wear your collar Master.” My chin lifts up even more, presenting my neck to you feeling like a girl on her wedding day. Knowing this is it, this will be my life, my life with you; the thought alone couldn't possibly make me more ecstatic than what I am right now!