1 comments/ 51144 views/ 19 favorites Plagiarism Ch. 02 By: endemic At six pm there is a knock on my study door. "Come in." Natalie opens the door. She stands for a moment, then enters. It is time for our second lesson. I look up from my marking and address her. "Good, nice to see that you are punctual. Have a seat, I will be with you shortly. I indicate a wooden chair set in the middle of the room, facing the desk. Natalie walks across the room and sits down. I glance up from my work to look at her. She is wearing no bra, of that I am certain. Through her white blouse, two dark patches reveal her nipples. I am less sure that my orders about her knickers have been followed. She has clamped her long smooth legs together. "Natalie?" "Yes Sir?" "When you are sitting in this chair, you will show your readiness for me. You will not allow your knees to touch in that coy way. You are to place your feet apart, and allow me to inspect your pussy from my desk. Please comply." She hesitates. Then she parts her knees, but places her hands on her skirt. "No, Natalie. Put your hands at your side, open your legs and let me see what it that keeps you at college, and what it is that keeps me from phoning your parents." She removes her hands and places them at her sides. I now have a good view up her skirt, and can see her bare pussy. Good. She has been obedient. She looks down at her knees. "Please wait quietly, I have some more marking to do. Most students do not cheat, Natalie, and they deserve my full attention." After a few more minutes work I put my pen down and stand. Natalie sits still, head bowed. I stretch and yawn, and walk around my desk to where she sits. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Natalie. Now, we are having an important tutorial on the matter of obedience, and I want to make sure of one or two things. I am going to need your cooperation on this. We spoke about your bra, did we not?" "Yes, Sir, we did." "And what did we say?" "We said that I was not to wear a bra to our tutorials, Sir." "Good. Well remembered. Please stand." Natalie gets to her feet and looks at me. Again I am struck by her beauty. A petulant, arrogant beauty. She is slim and perfectly proportioned, even through her clothes she is lithe and graceful. "Very well, Natalie. Please unbutton your blouse." She sighs. She knew this was coming. She slowly loosens her college tie and turns, lays it on the chair behind her. She undoes the top button, then the next, then the next. She stands with her blouse undone. "Good, thank you, Natalie. Now open up your blouse and hold still for me." She holds the two sides of her blouse and slowly opens them up. I am astonished at the beauty of her breasts. They are full and beautifully shaped. They rise and fall with small, pink nipples at their peaks. I note the freckles on her face have their counterpart on her breasts. Her breasts are white, and I see the remains of tanlines from her summer holidays. They tremble slightly, as Natalie fights to control her embarrassment. "Good. Now you must understand that I have the right to access to any part of your body at any time. Remain still and hold your blouse open for me to inspect your breasts." I reach forward, and she flinches back. "Hold still. Remember that this lesson is about obedience. Present your breasts to me." "Yes Sir." She opens her blouse further and pushes her breasts out to me. I reach out to her and cup both breasts in my hands. I feel the pendulous weight of them in my palms, and then with my thumbs, slowly begin to stroke each nipple. "You have beautiful breasts, Natalie. I enjoy holding them. You are to make your breasts available to me at my command, is that clear?" "Um... no sir, please explain." "When you enter my room, you will present your breasts to me as I order. If I require it, you will stand with your breasts exposed just as you do are doing now." "Yes Sir". She stands with her blouse held open. She looks into my eyes, perhaps fathoming my next move. I stroke the nipples a little more, and she writhes and gasps. I stand back. "Remove your blouse completely." She slips her blouse from her shoulders and hands it to me. I fold it and place it on my desk. "Very good. Now what else were you to do to prepare for this evening? "I was to shave, Sir." "Very good. And where were you to shave, exactly?" She blushes and looks away. "Natalie. What were my instructions? "To shave my pussy, Sir. "Good. It is good to be precise with our language. And have you shaved as I have instructed?" "Yes Sir." "Very well. Now I will inspect your pussy. You will remove your skirt. You will stand in the centre of the room. You will clasp your hands behind your back. You will stand with your legs apart. Do you understand my instructions?" "Yes Sir." "Then proceed." She reaches to her belt and slowly unbuckles it. She unzips her skirt and lets it fall to the floor. She steps out of it and stands in front of me. Reluctantly, she moves her hands behind her and holds them there. She lifts her gaze to meet mine. She is breathtakingly beautiful. All she is wearing now is her high heel shoes and her stockings. I take in the sight. I look at her breasts, rising and falling as she breathes. I see her flat stomach and her cute navel. My eyes follow her body down to her pubic mound, and sure enough, she is now cleanly shaven. Her smooth pussy is white against the fading tan around it. White lines show where a thong must have been worn on a beach somewhere. It must have been a very small bikini. I reach forward and she instinctively moves her hands to cover herself. I stop and wait. She looks at me and sighs. Slowly she moves her hands and places them behind her back once more. "Good girl." I tell her. "Obedience doesn't come easily to a girl like you. This is why we must spend this time together. Now hold still please." Again I reach forward and this time my fingers touch her pubic mound. She makes only the tiniest of movements, but her breath is coming in short gasps. I gently rub her labia, and run my fingers down between her legs. I check the smoothness of her lips. She has made a good job of it; there isn't a trace of stubble. I continue to gently massage her lips, and allow my fingers to slip between her thighs to where her opening lies. Gently, my fingers work their way between her lips. She is trembling, and I discover a moistness there. I work my way back, my fingers lubricated now, and find the little bud of her clitoris. At this she yelps and writhes. she moves away suddenly. "This will not do, Natalie." I tell her. "But Sir, I couldn't help it!" "You couldn't help it? Well. We will work on this issue until it is resolved, then. Until you can 'help it.' You simply need practice. Wait there please." I get the chair, bring it around and sit down in front of her. "This may take some time, so I am going to make myself comfortable, Natalie. This exercise is about following instructions to the letter. I will give you commands and you will obey them immediately. Do you understand?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Now. Place your pussy in my hand." I reach out a cupped palm and she looks at it. Understanding slowly dawns, and she shuffles forward and comes to a stop, her shaved quim resting on my hand. "Good. That wasn't difficult, was it?" She shakes her head. "No Sir." I extend a finger until it slides between her lips and rests against her hard little clitoris. She gasps, moans, but this time does not move away. "Good. Now you will move backwards and forwards on my finger. I'm sure you have done this for yourself a thousand times, but today is about discipline. You may begin." "Yes Sir." Slowly she moves herself over my finger. She gasps and bites her lips but keeps moving. I watch her as she rolls her pelvis, rubbing her pussy along the length of my finger. Her cheeks are flushed and her white breasts rise and fall, their pink nipples now darker and harder. I reach up and cup a breast with my other hand. My thumb toys with the bud of her nipple, twirling and flicking. She gasps, and her movements become more vigorous. I let my hand run down her stomach, feeling her flat muscular abdomen and stoking her button navel. I run my hand around to stroke her backside, the cheeks flexing and contracting as she moves against my touch. She begins to moan gently, her lips are parted and her eyes are closed. She breathes harder still, and her legs tremble. Her wetness covers my finger. I remove my hand and she stops immediately. She opens her beautiful eyes and stares at me. She is panting, her white breasts rising and falling, trembling. "Good Natalie. Very good. I think we are making progress. Let's take it up a level shall we?" She is panting. "Sir...?" she breathes. I reach into my pocket and withdraw a small silver vibrator. I turn it on and it makes a low humming noise. Natalie hears it and her eyes widen suddenly. She stares at the thing in my hand. Her mouth opens, but she says nothing. "Now, again Natalie. Same as before. Place your pussy against this device. I want to see your hard little clit resting on it. Do you understand?" She nods, her hair falling in front of her face. She slowly edges forward until the tip of the vibrator touches her pussy. She gasps and trembles. She looks at me and bites her lip. "Go on Natalie. Push yourself onto it." She takes a deep breath and inches forward. The tip of the vibrator slides between her pussy lips. She lets out a low moan, and begins to rub herself against the buzzing toy. "Good girl Natalie. At this rate, I might let you come. Would you like that?" Her rubbing increases, and I reach up and explore her breasts with my free hand. "Natalie. Would you like to come?" I see that even now she is wrestling with embarrassment, unable to ask for what she needs. "It's okay Natalie. Just ask me and i will let you come." "Oh yes Sir. Please. Please let me come. Thank you. Sir." She continues to rub herself, her breathing becoming harsh, her hair falling over her face. I caress her breasts, and reach around behind her to stroke her buttocks. I find a way down between them to where her vagina is moist and swollen. As her excitement builds, I hear her whispering. "Please, oh Sir, please... please..." Her movements become more agitated and her legs are shaking so much she is finding it difficult to stand. Still I hold the little device against her clitoris, and watch beads of sweat begin to break out on her perfect forehead. Something in her still wants to resist, and I see her struggling with shame at that was happening to her, her little pussy being exploited in this way. But her sexuality is winning the battle, and she rides the little vibrator harder and harder. It slides in and out of her lips as she gradually loses all control. Suddenly she opens her eyes and stares into mine, and an expression of astonishment transfigures her beautiful face. Her stomach muscles tighten and she pushes hard against me. "Oh SIR! OH!" she cries, and then she comes, moaning and thrashing against the vibrator clenched in my hand. "Oh Sir..." she moans, and stumbles away. She can barely stand but she makes it to my desk and places her hands on the edge. "Good girl. I like that. Stay there. There against my desk is good. But move your hands forward over my desk and grasp the far edge, if you will Natalie." She slides her hands forward and reaches for the far edge. "All the way please Natalie. Grasp the far edge of my desk as you have been instructed. And then open your legs." Her backside is beautifully exposed above her stocking tops. By the time she looks back at me, I have my dick unleashed. I approach and hold her in the small of her back so that she cannot raise herself. I reach with the other hand and deftly enter her from behind. She is wet, and I slide in easily. She is shocked and cries out. I drive into her, my cock spearing her quivering vagina as she clutches the far edge of my leather desk. I drive into her and she lurches forward across the desktop. Again and again I push myself deep into her. I feel it approaching, and in a few swift, savage movements I come explosively. She cries out. "Oh god, oh god, yes!!" and she comes for a second time that evening, squirming on the end of my cock, writhing and bucking against me. Exhausted she lies across my desk. I withdraw my cock, sagging and spent as it is. She lays with her forehead pressed against the green leather. I zip myself up. "Well done Natalie, you have been a very good student tonight. For a while there I thought you weren't going to get it, but you certainly showed a natural talent that I don't think even you knew that you had. Now put your clothes back on." She slowly raises herself from the desk and finds her shirt, her tie, and her skirt. I watch her as she dresses. As she buttons herself up I tell her to pause. "Approach me." I say. She comes close. "Show me your breasts again. They are perfect." Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." She opens up her blouse for the last time this evening. She stands, still panting, with her breasts exposed. I pinch her nipples, cup her perfect breasts. "Natalie. You will need to do something for me. You visit the town on occasion, is that true?" "Yes sir." She is still breathless. "Well. Here is what you need to do. The next time you are in town I ask that you visit this address." I hand her a sheet of paper. "Take this, fold it, put it into your purse, and the next time you are in town go to this shop. Tell the proprietor that I sent you. Do you understand?" She is still breathing hard. "Yes Sir." "The procedure will cost you nothing Natalie. But when I see you next I expect that you will have complied with my instructions. Finish dressing. That concludes your session for today. You will report back to me in two day's time. That will be long enough for you to visit this address." I let go of her breasts and she buttons her shirt. "Yes Sir." "Good girl. You are dismissed." "Thank you Sir." She turns and leaves my office. Plagiarism Ch. 03 I was expecting Natalie to arrive at around six pm. Sure enough, only a little late, there is a timid knock on my door. “Enter” I say. In comes Natalie. As she enters the room I am again struck by her beauty. Her lithe sexuality is obvious, and I see her unfettered breasts move beneath the cotton of her school shirt. She closes the door and crosses to the chair. She sits obediently as instructed, her stockinged legs apart. I have a clear view of her bare quim. I see the glint of light on metal, and I know she has visited the address I gave her after our last tutorial. I finish off the last of my work and walk around to face her as she sits waiting for our session to begin. “Good afternoon Natalie. How are you?” “I’m still a little sore, Sir.” “Tell me, Natalie, why are you sore?” She looks up at me and glares. “You know full well. You have had my body pierced! I now have rings in my nipples! And my... my clitoris! Why did you make me do this? It hurt!” “Ah Natalie. You still have so much to learn. We are working on obedience, are we not?” After some time, she mumbles an affirmation. “Believe me, these modifications will help in your understanding of your position.” I reach out to her as she sits, and stroke her face. “I’m sorry it is a little sore Natalie. I will cause you as little discomfort as I possibly can.” I cup her cute chin and turn her head up to look at me, “I do not believe in unnecessary suffering, I assure you. This is for your own good.” I step back. “Now, Natalie. Remove your blouse and your skirt. I want to see what work has been done.” Natalie stands. She unbuckles her skirt and slips it over her stockings to the floor. She unbuttons her blouse, and slips it away from her beautiful breasts, which jiggle as she drops it over the back of her chair. Then she stands facing me. He has done a good job, and small golden rings now adorn her nipples. One protrudes coyly from her pale, bare slit. “Good. You will understand their true purpose soon. But first I need to check that you have shaved properly for me. Approach and place your pussy in my hand” Natalie edges forward until her hairless mound rests against my palm. “Good Girl. How often are you shaving?” I begin to stroke her lips, checking for stubble she may have missed. “Sir.. oh.. Sir I shave every couple of days, or oh... when I feel stubble Sir. As you ordered. Oh...” She is beginning to move her hips as I caress her pussy. I reach up, and give the little gold hoop a flick. The result is electric. She jumps and gasps. “Oh Sir. Please. I am very sensitive there. Please be gentle! I beg you!” “Very well Natalie. I will not cause you any unnecessary suffering I assure you. But as you will find out today, it is you that will be in control of how much that little ring torments you.” I reach around to open a small box on my desktop, and remove a long, fine gold chain. The chain is in three parts all connected to a central ring. There are clasps on the ends of each of the three lengths, one to attach to each of the piercings on Natalie’s body. “This device will form a part of your educational hardware, Natalie. You will get used to it in time, I am sure.” I hold up the chains in front of her pretty face, and her eyes widen. “Now, as usual, I expect you to hold perfectly still.” I take the chain and attach two ends to the rings at her nipples. I close the clips at the ends and gently brush her little pink buds with my fingers. She gasps, but does not pull away. I then slowly work my way down to her pussy and take hold of the ring that protrudes from her bare slit. She moans and wriggles, but I have it grasped and she dare not retreat. I take the last of the clasps and slip it over the ring that pierces her clitoris. Again she trembles. “There Natalie. With these beautiful, delicate chains I now have full control over you. Observe.” I take hold of the middle ring and gently pull it towards me. A slight tension asserts itself over the three rings that pierce her young body, and she takes a small step forwards to relieve it. “Come Natalie. Walk this way please” I lead her, using the chains, across my office. She walks behind, trying to prevent the chains from becoming tense. She gasps a little when her pussy chain tightens, or as her nipples are pulled. She stays close to the hand grasping the chains. We stand in front of a mirror in my office and move so that she can get a view of herself. I stand behind her and look over her shoulder. “Do you see that, Natalie? That is what happens to people who try to cheat. Especially ones with so much to lose as yourself. Especially ones with such wonderful natural assets.” As I say this I hold her chin and begin to rub her breasts. I concentrate on moving my palms around the soft, white globes, weighing them in my palms and moving from time to time to massage her nipples. She stands obediently to attention, but begins to breathe a little deeper. “Open your legs, Natalie.” I say. I slide my fingers down her back and stroke her small, tanned buttocks. I move down her backside and under, then forward to where her tender opening has become moist. “I love that you are so responsive Natalie. It makes these lessons...less of a chore for me.” “Thank you Sir.” she replies. I let my finger slip into her vagina and she moans and squirms. “Now these are your instructions. You are to wait and contemplate yourself, chained in this manner.” I will be back in a few minutes. Do not move away from this mirror or turn around.” “Yes Sir” I remove my finger and turn away. I slip off my shoes, my trousers. I take off my shirt and lie it across the back of my chair. Natalie hears what I am doing, but does not turn around. I am naked now but for a pair of briefs, and I lean against my desk, half sitting as I contemplate Natalie and my next move. “Okay, you may turn around now, and approach my desk please.” Natalie turns and sees me without my clothes. She gasps and a hand comes to her cheek. She blushes. She looks at the floor and slowly approaches the desk where I lean. She stops a little in front of me, still not looking up. .”Good girl, Natalie. Now I suggest you get used to looking at my body pretty quickly, as you are going to be seeing a lot of in the coming time we have together. “Yes Sir.” She looks up at me and takes in what she sees. I have a pretty good body, firm and lean. She looks me over, I think rather appreciatively. But she stops and stares at the bulge she sees in the front of my briefs. I have a powerful, throbbing erection, and she cannot take her eyes of my distended undergarments. “Now, kneel on the carpet in front of me. Come in nice and close.” She looks at me and gulps. She edges forward, her eyes on mine, then goes down onto one knee, then the other. She looks to one side to avoid looking at what is right in front of her face. “Now Natalie, it is time for you to become acquainted with your true teacher. Take my cock out of my shorts, please.” She turns and looks at the tight fabric tenting over my hard cock. Slowly and tentatively, she reaches up and begins the process of undoing the buttons that hold me in. One by one she undoes them and I can feel her hands trembling against my erection. My cock flicks out of the opening as if released into the wild. She stares at it, just inches away from her pretty face. “Oh Sir!” she gasps. And then more quietly, “oh Sir...” “Tell me Natalie, what do you think, now that you have made your acquaintance properly?” “Oh Sir. It is rather large, Sir. And.. rather beautiful.” “I’m glad you appreciate it. You will be getting to know it in some detail today. Firstly, let’s see how it fits into your hands shall we?” “Yes Sir.” She reaches up and places first one hand, then the other around my cock. I feel the heat of her palms against me. She can wrap both of her hands around my cock. She stares at what she has in her hands, then looks up at me. “What shall I do now Sir?” “Stroke it. Gently.” “Yes Sir.” She rubs her fingertips up and down the length of my cock, caressing, stroking. It is exquisite. I look down at her, the golden chain attached to her most sensitive parts. She looks up at me searching for approval. “Good girl.” I breathe. I lean back and enjoy the sensation of having my dick held and rubbed by this twenty year-old beauty. Her chain dangles between her nipples and she looks up at me from time to time as she massages my hard on. I can feel that I am nearing orgasm, so I stop her. “Now Natalie. It is time to take me into your mouth. You will struggle a little at first, and it will take some practice, but...” “My mouth Sir?” “That’s tight Natalie. Your mouth.” “No Sir! Please! I cannot do that! It is...gross...disgusting. No.” She glares at me. “Do what you want. Tell my parents I cheated. I will not do that.” I lean forward. “Natalie.” I say. “Natalie, Natalie. Tut tut. We were doing so well.” “I won’t do it Sir. I can’t! I’ll throw up!” I consider this for a minute, my hard on slowly subsiding. “I tell you what Natalie. Let’s broaden your choices a little. You now have three choices. You either take me into your mouth, which you tell me is not an option, or you bend over my desk and let me fuck you from behind. Or I make the call to your parents that you dread. Which is it to be.” “Please Sir. I choose to be fucked from behind. Sir. Like you did before. Thank you Sir.” “Very well Natalie. But not exactly as we did before. This time I want you to beg for it.” “Sir?” “Stand up Natalie and pay attention.” She stands. I take hold of the chain that joins her nipples and her clit. And I slowly wind it around my fingers until it pulls tight. She shuffles closer to ease the tension until she is inches from my face. I jerk the chain a little and she moans. “You have disobeyed me. The price is that you beg me to fuck you. I want you leaning over that desk and asking me to give it to you. And I want to hear it said in as many ways as you can think of. Now, do you understand what you have to do?” “Yes Sir.” “Then do it.” I release her and she moves round to my desk. She slides her hands over the green leather and grips the far edge. She parts her legs and stands with her high heels planted wide. “I’m not hearing you, Natalie.” She takes a deep breath. “Please Sir. I want you to fuck me.” “How? How do you want me to fuck you?” “Please Sir. Please fuck me from behind.” “How much do you want it?” “Oh please Sir. I beg you. Please push your hard dick into me. I’m waiting Sir.” She lifts her head up and looks at me. I get the feeling this not just an act. “Please Sir. My pussy is waiting for you. Please push your hard dick into me. I beg you.” I notice that she is beginning to writhe, her ass moving in a slow circle. She is lifting herself up, presenting herself to me. My hard on has returned with a vengeance. “Keep talking, Natalie” “Please Sir, I beg you. I need to feel your cock inside my young pussy. I am aching for you. Please fuck me. I beg you. Fuck me. Fuck me.” I stand behind her and take her hips in my hands and rub my cock against her ass, her pussy lips. “Ohhh..please Sir. Enter me. I beg you. Please!” I take hold of my cock and point it at her wet pussy. I slide it in and she lets out a long deep moan. “Oh Sir! Oh my god! Sir! Thank you! Now fuck me, please! Fuck me hard. I’ll be a good girl I promise, just fuck me. Fuck me hard. I promise I’ll be good.” I slide in and out, gripping her hips. She drives back against me and shudders and moans. She becomes rigid and lifts herself from the desk. She gasps and moans “ohh Sir!” and whimpers. She orgasms, convulsing across my desk as I continue to pound her. I feel my orgasm approaching and drive myself hard into her, bouncing her against the edge of the desk. The tension increases and I feel my balls tighten. I explode inside her and drive my cock deeper and deeper. She cries out in ecstasy, “Oh my goodness, oh gosh!! Sir! Oh gosh! Thank you! Thank you Sir!” We are both breathing hard. I pull out and she sobs. “Good girl.” I tell her. I quickly dress, and order her to do the same. She hesitates when it comes to buttoning her shirt over the chain that is attached to her. “Wear the chain for now.” I tell her. “Wear it to bed tonight. Tomorrow you may remove it for the day, we don’t want to attract too much attention. But bring it with you when you visit me tomorrow evening. “Yes Sir.” She continues pulling her clothes on. “Now, Natalie. Sucking cock is something I will endeavour to help you achieve. It’s a vital part of your education. I think tomorrow you might reconsider your position.” She looks doubtful. “Well, we will discuss that again tomorrow. See how persuasive I can be. But tomorrow Natalie, you will report to me in your cheerleading costume. Tell everyone you are going for a practice or something.” “Yes Sir.” “And Natalie?” “Yes Sir?” “The same expectations will be in force regarding your bra and your panties. Don’t wear any.” “No Sir. I won’t.” “Good. Then you are dismissed.” “Thank you Sir.” She pivots on her long shapely legs and walks, a little unsteadily, to the door. “You are Welcome, Natalie. 6pm tomorrow. Don’t be late.” Plagiarism Ch. 04 At six pm promptly there is the familiar, rather timid, knock on my study door. "Enter." I call. The door opens, and Natalie enters. She is wearing the blue and gold cheerleader's costume I have told her to wear. She carries a small hello kitty rucksack. She walks to find the chair she normally sits in, but today I halt her. "No Natalie. Just stand there please. Let me look at you." She stands in the middle of the room and I gaze at her. She is stunning. Her cheerleaders costume shows off her tanned colouring, her flat belly, her athletic frame. Her tight top contains her beautiful breasts, her nipples betrayed by tiny lumps in the fabric. At twenty years of age she has had an illustrious academic career, but her leadership of the cheerleaders has earned her a reputation for daring routines and gymnastic prowess. Her costume leaves her belly bare from her breasts to a long way below her navel. Her skirt, rests low on her hips and ends a fraction below the meeting of her thighs. Then her bare legs, long and shapely end in white socks and blue pumps. She wears her hair in a ponytail today. The sight is astonishing. I feel my heart pounding as I take her in. "I wore this getup for you like you asked. We are supposed to wear a sports bra and gym shorts underneath. I had to be really careful walking here not to let any of the others see up my skirt. I'm sure some of the other teachers were looking at my tits. They wobble when I walk, even though I was walking slowly." "Believe me, Natalie. Your efforts are appreciated." "I still won't suck your cock. I don't care what you do. I'm not doing that." "That's okay Natalie. You have made yourself very clear on the matter. Let's park that issue for now shall we? I tell you what you can do for me though. I'd like to see some of that gymnastic routine your squad was practising the other day. There's enough space here for a sample, do you think?" She looks around the office. "I guess I can do some of the moves, Sir." "Very good Natalie. Indulge me, would you?" I step back and make space for her and and she takes up a position in the corner of the room. A series of perfectly executed cartwheels lands her in front of me and affords me glimpses of her pussy as her legs arc through the air. She stands and raises her arms above her head and leans backwards into a bridge, her hands planted on the floor. Her skirt rides up and shows her white pussy and her belly, stretched tight with the pose. She lifts one leg then the other and she flicks herself over to standing again. Then she star jumps and lands in a perfect split, arms up, staring triumphantly at me. I clap my hands. "Oh well done Natalie. That was truly spectacular!" I look at her as she poses in the splits, her skirt up around her thighs. I see the little gold ring that hangs from her clitoris. The pose opens up her pussy wide. I take in this wonderful sight for a few moments, then order her to stand once more. "Have you shaved for me recently, Natalie?" "Yes Sir. I shaved myself in the shower this morning." "Good girl. Then it is time for your pussy to be examined for smoothness. It occurs to me that one of your poses would facilitate this admirably. Do you know which pose I am referring to?" "Um... the bridge, Sir?" "Good girl. That's right. Assume that pose for me now, please Natalie." "Yes Sir." She places her laceups well apart on my office carpet. She again arches her back and leans backwards into a bridge. Bent backwards, her hands are on the floor behind her, her feet placed somewhat apart in front of me, and of course her pussy at the summit of it all. "Very good Natalie. Now hold that for me please." I approach and reach out to her exposed labia. I gently stroke her mound, exploring her flawless smoothness. I move my hand down to explore between her thighs. I gently flick her clit ring and she trembles and begins to wobble. "I don't think I can keep this pose much longer, Sir!" I grip her clit ring between my thumb and forefinger and hold it. "I suggest you try to stretch it out Natalie. I have hold of you here, you wouldn't want to suddenly come out of this pose would you?" It is as though I am holding her in the arch by this single small ring. I test the tension in her strong young thighs with my free hand. "Oh no! Please Sir! Let me go! I can't hold it any more!!" "In good time Natalie. In good time." I stroke her thighs a few more times and run my hand appreciatively around her stretched belly. "Very well, Natalie. You may relax." I release the little ring and effect is immediate. She collapses into a sitting position on the floor, breathing hard. "Now, Natalie. We are going to explore the concept of obedience a little further tonight. I ask you now to remove that provocative uniform and stand in the middle of the room. Clasp your hands behind your back." She stands and slowly lifts the top of the uniform. As it comes clear of her breasts they are released and they jiggle beautifully, the little rings in her nipples glinting in the light. She places it carefully on a chair and then slips her short skirt over her slender hips, slides it down her legs, and steps out of it. She is about to start to untie her pumps, but I stop her. "No, leave those on please, Natalie. They complete your nakedness perfectly." "Yes Sir." "Tell me Natalie. The gold chain I gifted to you. Do you have it with you?" "Yes Sir." "Then please give it to me." She turns and pulls it out of her rucksack and offers it to me. I take it and she places her hands behind her back once more. "What am I going to do with this now, Natalie?" Sir. You are going to attach the chain to the rings in my nipples and to the ring in my clit, Sir. Please be gentle." she adds. "Of course Natalie. But why am I doing this?" "umm... to teach me obedience?" "Good. With this you are symbolically, and quite literally in my power. Do you agree?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Now present your breasts, push them forward to me." She arches her back and lifts her shoulders so that her nipples are pointing up at me. I take hold of the first ring and attach the chain, then move over to her other nipple and do the same. "Good girl. Now, present your clit ring to finish this little bit of preparation." "Yes Sir." She leans backwards and thrusts her pelvis forward. She parts her legs and her clit ring is there in front of me. I take hold of it and she hisses between clenched teeth. "Problem, Natalie?" "It's just... very sensitive, Sir." "Of course it is, Natalie. That is the whole point." I take hold of the ring and attach the third clasp. "Good. There we are, all sorted." I say, breezily. I step back and admire her beautiful body. "What shall we do now? "Oh yes, gymnastics. I must say I have been very impressed at our ability to maintain gymnastic poses. How is your handstand?" "I can hold a handstand Sir. Better if I can lean on something." "How about if I were to catch you? Would you be able to hold a handstand if I supported your ankles?" "Yes Sir. I think so Sir." "Let's give it a go, shall we?" "Yes Sir." She takes a step or two back and launches herself into a handstand. It is well executed and she ends up straight legged, feet pointing towards the ceiling. I catch her ankles and hold her. "Marvellous. You are very talented. Now hold still for me please." With my free hand I run my fingers down her thighs and caress her pussy, now pointing towards the ceiling. She suddenly realises she is trapped, that I can hold her in this pose and she cannot defend herself. I caress her little mound and toy with her lips as she supports her weight on her palms. I feel her shudder as I find my way between her labia, and find her moist in there. She is very turned on. I feel with my palm her belly and reach down to her inverted breasts, pale and trembling. Holding her ankles still, I make my way round to her back and take an ankle in each hand. I push my head between her legs and bend down until her knees hook over my shoulder. I am face to face with her pussy and if I reach out my tongue I can lick her clit, her lips, find a way inside to her salty quim. "Oh Sirrrr!" She cries out and moans, and wriggles against my tongue. Still there is nothing she can do to protect herself. Her hands are planted on the floor and maintaining this pose. I continue to lick as she grows more excited. I feel her arms begin to sag and I take her weight on my shoulders. I let go of her legs, hooked over my back, and grab her arms and lift her clear of the floor. She is so light, so easy to carry. With my head still between her legs I lift her and carry her to the desk and lie her across it. As I set her down I kneel and keep working on her with my tongue.. I hold her wrists in my hands and pull her into me. I find her vagina and lick deeply, then move out and work on her clitoris with it's gold ring. Natalie writhes and squirms in ecstasy, then suddenly stiffens and bucks against my tongue, grinding into my face and crying out loud. "Oh Sirrrr. Oh my... Oh Sir!!" "Oh Sir. Thank you. Thank you Sir." She is panting, breathing very hard. She is lying across my desk, her legs wide open and her pussy slick with spittle and juices. "That's good Natalie." I say, wiping my face. "Gratitude is good." "Now time is moving on. Onto your feet please." Shakily she gets off the desk and back onto her blue laceup pumps. She stands again, naked and trembling in the middle of the room and I address her. "Thank you, you say? Perhaps your gratitude for the oral service I have just kindly bestowed upon you might cause you to reply in kind? To pay me back in the same way?" "No Sir. I won't do that!" "Did you not enjoy the attentions of my tongue just now, Natalie?" "Oh yes. I mean, yes Sir, it was wonderful, but..." "But what Natalie? Be clear." "I won't do it, Sir." "Ah well, Natalie. I hoped we could do this the easy way. I can see you are still too stubborn. Too disobedient. A pity." I frown. "Stay right there. I want to show you something you might find interesting." I turn to my desk and pick up a slate. I turn it on and hold up the screen. At the same time I take hold of the chain as she watches the image on the screen come to life. It is a video of her lying across my desktop. Her ass is protruding and writhing, and she can be heard, quite clearly: "Please Sir, I beg you. I need to feel your cock inside my young pussy. I am aching for you. Please fuck me. I beg you. Fuck me. Fuck me." She watches, horrified. "You filmed us! You bastard!" I take the chain I am holding, pull it tight and give it a twist. There is real tension on the chain, and her nipples are pulled in and the clit ring is pulled up. She gasps and comes up onto her tiptoes, grabs my hand with both of hers and tries to support herself on my arm. "Owww! Sir! Please stop! You are hurting me!" "Listen to me Natalie. Pay attention. You silly girl. This video would look good on a number of very public websites that I know of. Not to mention a lot of beautiful, high resolution stills that I also have of you. You have been refusing a simple request." She shakes on her tiptoes and hangs onto the fist that clutches her chain. "Yes Sir. Please stop!" "Listen to me. You may think that sucking my dick is so shameful you can forego your inheritance, but would you be happy with this plastered over the internet? I can hit send anytime Natalie. Any more of your childish disobedience and I will make you, and your beautiful pussy public property. You will never go anywhere without being recognised, and without everyone knowing how you beg for it. How's that for shameful?" "Sir! Oh pleaaase! Let me down Sir! I beg you!" She wobbles on her tiptoes trying to keep the strain off her nipples, her clit ring. "Make a decision Natalie. I don't mind one way or the other. But choose." "Sir... ow... sir... I"ll do it! I'll do it! Please don't publish that video, I beg of you! Please let me down!!" I relax the tension and she drops back onto her feet, still clutching my wrist with her hands. "Will you do what I order your to do? Without question?" "Yes Sir." She is breathing hard. "Good. Now let go of my hand and place your hands behind your back." Reluctantly she releases her grasp and stands in position in front of me. He nipples are red and hard. I reach out and stroke them gently. I massage and rub whilst I talk. "I will undo my zipper and get my cock out. By the time I am ready I expect you to be on your knees. You will be kneeling up with your hands behind you. Your legs will be apart, and you will be ready to do as I command." "Yes Sir." I let her go and unzip myself. She quickly and obediently drops to the floor and takes up the position I have ordered. I turn towards her with my erection sticking out of my trousers. I approach her and stand with it inches from her face. Her eyes close and she looks close to panic. I let the moment hang there. My excitement, her dread. Then: "On second thoughts, Natalie," I say "time is moving on. Let's continue with this tomorrow. Open your eyes. Look at it." She opens her eyes and takes in the sight of my erection in front of her, its purple head, the veins down its side. "Stand up. Remove your chain and leave it on my desk. We will need it tomorrow night. Then get dressed, Natalie. Tomorrow at 6pm you will come here. In your uniform please. No bra no panties. And I think we will spend less time on entertainments like gymnastics, and more on teaching you how to obediently please your master with your pretty little mouth." "Yes Sir." "It will be quite a long lesson, and one we need to leave plenty of time for." "Yes Sir." "And remember Natalie, you have chosen this option. I cannot make you do what you don't want to do. I just suggest what choices I think may be wise for you. I suggest you don't even think about trying to avoid me. "No Sir. I won't." "Good." I zip myself up again. "Tomorrow it is. I will be ready to instruct your further." "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." "You're welcome, Natalie." Plagiarism Ch. 05 There is a knock at my door at six pm. She is always prompt, I'll give her that. "Come in." Natalie enters the room wearing her school uniform. She walks across the room without looking at me and sits obediently in the chair in front of the desk. She parts her legs and places her hands on the side of the chair. This is our agreed "waiting" position. "Good to see you, Natalie. I will be with you in a few minutes." "Yes Sir." It really is good to see her. She sits upright the chair, her breasts pushing against the white cotton of her blouse. Her long brown hair is in a ponytail. Her legs are clad in black stockings that end a little lower than her short back skirt. Between her long tanned legs her bare, shaved pussy awaits my attention. I complete the bit of paperwork I was engaged in and stand. I walk around my desk. "Now Natalie. I am wondering if you remember what our agreement was." "Yes Sir. You agreed not to share the video of me bent over your desk." "That's right Natalie. But in exchange for what?" "That I will learn to suck your cock, Sir." "I want to try to get any concerns you may have out of the way Natalie. We will take this slowly, and carefully. I don't want you throwing up in my office, after all. But rest assured, by the end of this session will be confidently taking my cock into your mouth." She looks down and there is a long pause. "Yes Sir. I will try Sir." she whispers. "I can ask for nothing else. Now stand up and remove your tie and your blouse please, Natalie." She complies and lays her shirt on the back of her chair. Her breasts rise and fall with her breathing. I watch them tremble slightly. I reach forward and caress underneath them, feel their weight in my palms. I thumb her nipples gently and toy with the rings that pierce them. "Good girl Natalie. You have remembered that these breasts must be presented uncomplainingly to me. Now, remove your skirt." Again, Natalie complies straight away and slides her skirt over her stockings and down her long legs. She steps out of them onto the mat and again stands with her hands behind her back waiting for my next order, watching me. Again I marvel at the sight of her standing there. She is perfect. Her beautiful pussy, a pale triangle against her tanned thighs, highlighted with the glint of the gold piecing she wears for me. I strip too, and she watches me. I undo my shorts and let them drop to the floor. Natalie's eyes fix on my cock, half erect in front of her. "Pussy inspection first, Natalie." I hold out my hand. "Yes Sir." she says, and she slowly shuffles forward to place her mound in my palm. I explore her bare pussy with my fingertips. My erection now is full and pulsing with excitement. "Perfectly smooth. Well done Natalie." She gasps as I find my way between her soft, exposed lips. "Thank you Sir. I paid special attention to shaving and preparing my pussy for you tonight, Sir. I hoped you might prefer to have your cock satisfied there Sir, rather than my mouth, Sir." "Did you now? What kind of teacher would I be if I changed my mind about an important lesson? No Natalie, beautiful as your tight little shaved pussy is, I am determined to open up another world for you this evening. I have anticipated some difficulties and have devised some ways of surmounting them, so don't worry. We will proceed to a conclusion, one way or another. Your first step is acclimatization. Onto your knees please." She slowly lowers herself to one knee and then the other. I move closer to her until my cock is directly in front of her pretty little freckled nose. "Let's take it one step at a time. Let's get used to just kissing it first of all. Kiss it." She takes a gulp and shuts her eyes. She leans forwards and quickly kisses my cock. "Good girl. That wasn't so bad, was it?" She shakes her head. "Kiss it again. Kiss it until I tell you to stop, this time." She leans forward and begins to kiss my cock. I feel her delicate little kisses, first in one place, and then as her confidence grows she begins to kiss up and down the length of my shaft. "Good girl. Keep it going. You are doing fine. Now kiss my balls, please Natalie." She complies, her kisses moving down the length of my cock and onto my tight sack. "Good. Now for the next stage. Lick my cock." She stops and looks up at me, pleading. "Lick it, Natalie." "Yes Sir." She leans in again and I feel her tongue tip touching my cock. She backs off and looks up at me. "Keep going. Lick it properly." Again I feel her tongue touch the flesh of my cock, but this time it stays and begins to work up and down my hardness. She runs the tip of her tongue around the tip of my cock, exploring, caressing. She begins to lick harder, up and down the length of me and I find myself moving against her tongue. We are establishing a rhythm. She kicks faster, harder, working her tongue all over my cock. "Excellent, Natalie. Now, lean back a little and open your mouth." She does as she is told and I move my cock towards her open lips. At the last moment she brings her hands up and pushes away. "Natalie! Keep your hands behind you. This disobedience will not be tolerated." "I'm sorry Sir. I can't help it." "Now then, let's try that again. Without all the pushing, shall we?" "Yes Sir. I'll try Sir." "Good. Now part those pretty little lips. We will take this very slowly. Just the very tip to start with. That's not too difficult, surely?" She opens her mouth again and I inch my cock forward and finally, finally, I enter her mouth. Her lips close around the tip of my pulsating erection, and waves of pleasure run through me. "Very good, Natalie. Let's see how that feels for a moment or two shall we?" "Uh hmm..." I smile. "That's okay Natalie. Don't worry about trying to speak." She looks up at me and our eyes meet. It is a wonderful thing to behold. Natalie's perfect face receiving my cock, her mouth open wide and her cheeks and lips stretched around my tip. I move slightly, and the tip shifts in her mouth from side to side. She is waiting with some trepidation for my next move. She knows what is coming next but cannot, dare not refuse. "Good girl. You are doing very well. Now let's see how disciplined you can be. We are going to edge this thing deeper inside that pretty mouth of yours, and we will see how far we can take this today." I reach around and gently place both hands on the sides of her head to support her, and edge my cock deeper into her mouth. She struggles and tries to move back, tries to move her mouth off my cock. Her breath comes in short gasps through her nostrils. I hold her head tightly. "That's okay Natalie, I've got you. Try to relax." I slide into her a little further and hold for a second, then pull back until once again, leaving just the tip is her mouth. "And again. Here we go." I slide in and push a little further. "Mmnnnh!" Her eyes widen. I pull out and again rest with just the end of my cock on her mouth. "Good, well done Natalie. You are doing just fine." Again I push into her, and this time my cock plunges to the back of her throat. "Nnnnh!!!" She struggles and tried to pull away, her hands come around and grab mine. I hold for a few more seconds with her thrashing around on the end of my erection. I watch her for a few moments. Then withdraw completely. She gasps and slumps forward. I go down on one knee in front of her. "Kneel up Natalie. Let's see you. Now put your hands behind your back." "Yes Sir." She raises herself up onto her knees and presents herself to me obediently. She looks up at me, then glances down at my erection, glistening with her spittle. "Now Natalie. You did well and you took the length of me into your mouth. All of me. But you panicked when I touched the back of your throat." I reach forward to her, and caress her breasts, stroke her belly. "I'm not going to let any harm come to you Natalie. I'm not going to let you choke. We will try it again in a moment, but this time, when I push deep inside your mouth remember I will pull out again." "Yes Sir." She sighs as I stroke her and play with her little nipples. I move my hand down and slide my finger between her legs. She gasps and writhes slowly against me. "And I want you to understand that, should you perform well in this test, there will be a reward for you." "Oh yes Sir. Thank you Sir." I continue pleasuring her pussy for a few more moments, then stand. "Let's continue, then. Remember, relax... and Natalie?" "Yes Sir?" "Try to enjoy the experience. It will help." "Yes Sir. I will try. Thank you Sir." "Good girl. Now open your mouth and we will proceed." I move towards her and again push my throbbing erection into her perfect mouth. I grasp her head. I hold myself at the entrance to her mouth for a moment and then slide in. She keeps obediently still, looking up at me with my cock half in and half out of her mouth. I push further in and her eyes widen, but this time she does not struggle. I slide slowly back out again. I pause and then again penetrate her mouth deeply. "Nnhh..." she moans, but does not struggle. Instead she obediently remains in position, her hands compliantly behind her back. I begin to slowly slide in and out of her mouth, holding her head still. I begin to feel her tongue against my cock, exploring as I move in and out. Her eyes close. I let go of her head and continue to move, pushing deeply into her, and then coming out to just rest the tip of my dick at her lips, before sliding back in again. I notice that she flicks her tongue against me as I move in and out. "Good, Natalie. Now you do it." Let go of her head, and Natalie slides her lips down my cock until I am deeply in her, then slides backwards. She licks me in her mouth then repeats the process. I am in ecstasy. "Mmmm..." I hear her say, but this time it doesn't sound like a protest. "Good girl. You seem to be enjoying it. Excellent. Now let me out of your mouth and just use your tongue on me." She complies and releases my cock, which flicks upright, glistening and throbbing. she licks my shaft up and down, tickling my balls with the tip of her tongue. "Good... and now back in again." She kneels as high as she can and gets her mouth over the top of my dick and slides down onto it. The sensation is electrifying. She moves forward and backward, and I feel her lips tight around me as I touch the back of her throat. There is an eagerness to her movements, as I feel my orgasm begin to build in my balls. She feels my cock harden and swell even further. Her eyes meet mine and widen and she tries to pull away at the last moment. I grab her head and hold her still and come deep into her her throat. "Nnnnn!!" she moans, but then her voice is cut off by the sound of her swallowing. My cock continues to spurt inside her and she swallows again. Then again, eyes closed, her head held tight. I withdraw slowly, strings of come and spittle hanging between my cock and her mouth. She sits back onto her feet, breathing hard. "Well done Natalie. Your first experience of oral gratification, I believe." "Yes Sir." She swallows again. Then hiccups. "And what did you learn from our lesson today?" "Sir. I learned... I learned that I like to suck cock Sir. It excites me. It turns me on so much Sir." "Are you aroused now, Natalie?" "Yes Sir." "Well, my cock needs a bit of a rest between coming and starting again, and I'm afraid we don't have time for that tonight. But this thing..." I produce the silver vibrator I have used on her before. "...this thing runs on batteries and doesn't know the meaning of 'need a rest'. Go and sit on my desk. On the edge of my desk. Place your hands on my desk behind your back. Spread your legs wide and then ask me nicely for gratification." "Yes Sir." She stands and moves to my desk, and perches on the edge as instructed. Between her outstretched legs her labia are opened wide. Her pussy is wet and swollen. Her clit, with its metal adornment is fully exposed. Her chains dangle against her tanned, flat belly. "Good girl. Now, what can I do for you?" "Please Sir. Please use the vibrator on my pussy, Sir." "Nice manners, Natalie. Certainly I will." I turn on the device and bring it up to her pussy, toying with it around the edges of her opening. She gasps and stares into my eyes. Then I gently slide it into her and she bucks and moans. "Oh Sir... oh..." I caress her breasts, and tug gently on the chain that joins them. She watches me intensely, her eyes fixed on mine, her lips parted as I move the vibrator in and out of her moist vagina. I withdraw it and slide the tip upwards to her clitoris, nuzzling the tip against her sensitive little bud. She moans and squirms on my desk, panting and gasping. Then I move back down and plunge it deep into her opening once more. "Oh gosh. Oh...! Oh Sir!" Her flat belly tightens and she thrashes with the vibrator protruding from her open pussy. Her face glistens with sweat, her cheeks flushed. She throws her head back and cries out. She comes uncontrollably, flailing against the push of the vibrator buried deep inside her. Her head slowly comes back up and she looks at me. "Thank you Sir." "You are Welcome, Natalie. I think you deserved a reward. Now, return the chain if you will. And get yourself dressed. That is the conclusion of today's lesson. Natalie complies and begins to unclasp the chain from her nipples. She is still seated on my desk and I address her. "Natalie. I consider that you have learned your lessons well. I think one more session and we will close these evening tutorials." She is unhooking the clasp from her clitoris, but stops and looks at me. There is an expression of disappointment in her eyes. "I am afraid that I have to devote some time to another pupil, who it seems has sneaked some marijuana onto the school grounds. There's always someone who needs the kind of systematic correction I offer, Natalie. You will understand." "Yes Sir. You have taught me much, and I want to continue learning, Sir." Perhaps there will be other times. But remember we will have one more formal session. Come to my office next Tuesday. We will be interviewing some parents who wish to place their eighteen year-olds at our academy. You will help me with those interviews." "Sir? How will my being here help? What about my instruction?" I take hold of her hands and place them on the table by her side. I reach down and gently finish unhooking the chain from her clitoris. She gasps at the sensation. I stroke her pussy and caress her breasts for the last time that evening. "Don't worry, Natalie. You will have the kind of instruction you are used to receiving from me. You will also be able to make yourself very useful to me that evening, I assure you. It will be a fitting end to our sessions together." "Yes Sir." "Now get dressed and return to your dorm. We will see you here at 6 pm next Tuesday. The same rules apply regarding underwear. We will have parents in the building showing their daughters around so I suggest you walk carefully, and wear your jacket until you get to my office." "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." "You are welcome Natalie. See yourself out, please."