Private Tuition (8 page)

His trembling fingers parted her pussy-lips and entered, slipping in easily on her wet juices. She gasped as he pushed into her and he began searching her soft, wet interior. “Mmmm,” she moaned, savouring the feel of his touch and moving her backside slowly from side to side provocatively.

From the gap in the serving hatch to the kitchen, Paula watched the events unfolding, her hand rubbing her swollen clitoris through her panties. Her own body ached to be given the same attention. A pang of jealousy speared her as she recalled how it had taken longer for him to get around to fingering her like that.

The professor withdrew his hand slowly and began licking her juices from his wet finger.

"Turn around!"

Smiling, Louise turned and rested her bottom on the edge of the table, her legs apart. He knelt before her, his hands stroking her long slender thighs, working higher and higher towards her expectant pussy. He lifted her skirt and pulled the material of her panties aside to reveal her soft downy covered pussy, the lips swollen and ready, glistening with her dampness, her breathing fast and heavy.

"Perfect, so perfect,” he whispered.

Louise thrilled at this older man kneeling before her, admiring her, looking at her most secret of places. Far better sexual feelings than she had ever gained from the young boys that she had dated and had groped her. The whole situation was so heavily charged with sexuality, like nothing she had ever known before. She loved it, revelled in it and eagerly awaited his cock inside her.

His free hand was rubbing his erection through his trousers, his face close to her sex, he began to sniff at her pussy, his nose close but not touching, drinking in the clean, musky smell of her freshly powdered pussy.

"I'm a teasing little bitch aren't I?” Louise asked in a low husky voice. “I'm a dirty little bitch for it. I love men wanting to touch me and to feel me."

"Wonderful, simply wonderful!” He buried his nose between the soft open lips of her wet pussy. He shuddered several times as he came in his trousers. His body convulsing as he knelt before her.

Louise gasped at the power of the surge that she felt shoot through her, a flutter of her own orgasm teasing at her clitoris as his nose inside her pressed hard and further in. His groans and the pressure of his forehead on her hard clitoris brought her off. Filling her with light flutters of pleasure and then powerful jerking convulsions that forced appreciative gasps from her open lips, racking her slim frame and bringing her orgasm to its peak.

So involved in their own pleasure were they that neither of them heard the loud gasp of satisfaction that came from the kitchen.

Both girls sat in sun chairs on the balcony taking the unusually warm sun.

"Where is he today then?” Louise asked, and raised a long leg to rest on the rail of the balcony, aware of the glance that Paula gave to her long thighs as she did so.

"Don't know, well Buckinghamshire actually. He never says more than that, just leaves a note and is gone for the day."

"What does he go there for?"

"Search me. How did it go last night?"

"His talk you mean?"

"Talk my arse! If I know him there wasn't much talk, not clean anyway!"

"He didn't fuck me, disappointed I was I can tell you. Fingered me a bit then sniffed my pussy."

"Sniffed it?” Paula acted surprised.

"Yes, came off doing it too."

"And you? How did you feel?” Paula asked, again letting her eyes wander to her friend's slender thighs. Louise noticed her interest and shifted in her seat, pulling the bikini bottom tightly across her mons. She delighted in her friend's attention.

"Bloody horny I can tell you! I came myself, but I'd have preferred to have had him in me."

"He won't, not for a while anyway. Gets his kicks controlling and being in charge."

"Fine by me, he can be in charge of me any day.” Louise groaned lazily and parted her thighs a little more for her friend's benefit.

"How's the room now that you've moved in?” Paula asked, her gaze flicking often to her friends tightly covered mons.

"Brilliant.” Louise closed her eyes and lay back. “Good set-up here, far removed from the flea-pit I just moved out of and I can't wait to go shopping."

"We'll go together then, there are still some things I need. It's great not to have to worry about the cost."

"I talked dirty to him whilst he was sniffing me."

"You dirty little cock sucker!” Paula said in mock disgust, and they both giggled at her joke.

"He liked that. Did I tell you he came in his trousers?” Louise asked casually.

"Really!"

"You were watching weren't you Paula?” Louise opened her eyes and looked at her friend for a reaction.

"Perhaps for some of it."

"You slut!” They both giggled again and Louise stretched out lazily on the sun chair and closed her eyes.

Paula sat silently covering Louise's long legs with her gaze. The way the finely honed muscles led up to her crotch, the bikini bottom pulling into the shape of her labia. The delights that lay beneath excited her, she had never felt this way before, her friend's body had only ever been her focus of envy, never lust.

"Do you think my thighs are too thick?” Louise asked suddenly, her eyes fully opened and she sat up, aware of her friend's interest in her body.

Paula flushed scarlet at being caught out. “Of course not,” she blurted, and stood to cover her embarrassment. “I'm going to lie down.” She turned abruptly and walked into the lounge, silently cursing herself for being discovered.

Louise sat as she had been, smiling broadly. Her hand moved down over her stomach to cup and grip her mons. She pressed hard on her clitoris and thought what a wonderful arrangement living here could turn out to be.

"This is for you Louise,” the professor said, handing the collar to her. “The same as Paula's. You will wear it at all times in the flat."

Louise took the collar and placed it around her neck. Paula buckled it for her at the back and both girls stood before the professor as he sat on the settee.

"Your training and education will begin today, Louise. As from today your dress code will change, I require you both to wear just a pair of white panties at all times. If you don't have any, Louise then buy some."

A short silence followed as the girls waited for further instructions.

"Beginning now!” he snapped at them.

They began undressing, dropping their clothes in a pile behind them. The professor took great interest in Louise's body as more and more of it was revealed, gasping loudly as her ample breasts swung free, the long nipples sticking out proudly from the soft rounded orbs.

Soon both stood naked, covered only by the skimpy panties that barely covered their pussies.

"Perfect, like this always.” He looked hungrily at Louise's fine breasts. “I require you also to wear these.” He kicked the bag that lay at his feet over to them.

Louise picked up the bag with great interest, the disappointment she felt showed on her face as she pulled out a bundle of leather strapping and held it up.

"One set each,” the professor stated calmly.

Paula took one half of the bundle and secured the thick leather belt around her slim waist, the cuff straps at the back and the buckle at the front.

"You must be kidding!” Louise said indignantly and threw her belt onto the floor.

The professor sat silently watching her, his look dark and menacing.

"I'll help you, Louise,” Paula said. She picked up the belt.

"I'm not wearing that!"

Paula moved to slip it around Louise's waist. “Don't upset him, just think of the benefits,” she whispered in Louise's ear as she bent close to her.

Louise stood silently thinking, chewing over the possibilities whilst Paula secured the buckle and stood back.

"Her hands Paula, her hands,” the professor said softly.

Paula gently guided her friend's hands behind her and secured her wrists tightly into the cuff strap sat the back of the belt. Louise co-operated silently and meekly.

"And now, her panties, I want to see her pussy."

Paula knelt behind Louise, her hands on the side straps of her panties and her face pressed against the soft swell of her firm buttocks. Slowly she drew the panties down, leaning back to look at the lovely backside as it was revealed to her. She felt a surge inside her, she actually wanted to touch and to lick, to fondle and caress.

"Quickly now, Paula,” the professor prompted. Jolted back to reality Paula slid the panties down and eased them over her feet, she then stood next to Louise.

The professor stood and, taking Paula by the arm, secured her wrists in a similar manner behind her back. He clipped the lead into the D-ring at the back of her neck and guided her to her knees where he looped the end of the lead around her ankles and tied it off. She knelt silently, unable to move.

"Lot of shit this is!” Louise said.

The professor ignored her remark and clipped a dog lead to the front of her collar. He pulled her savagely down onto the coffee table. Face down and kneeling, he tied the leash tightly to the table leg. Louise was stunned into silence at his show of anger, at the speed and the suddenness with which he had moved. She knelt, trembling and trying to pull at the leash. It wouldn't give. Using her stockings, he cruelly pulled her knees apart, securing each to the leg of the coffee table, spreading her thighs wide. He picked up a pencil lying on the table next to her.

She tensed again as she felt the blunt end of the pencil trace down her back from between her shoulders, down towards her exposed buttocks. As its intended path became clear she groaned loudly. The tip of the pencil followed the crease of her buttocks and came to rest on the tight puckered entrance of her anus.

"Oh god no! Not there please not in there!,” she pleaded.

"Defiant little bitch aren't you!” The professor increased the pressure and the tip of the pencil pressed into the entrance of her tight hole.

"No!” Louise screamed. “I don't like this please no!"

In further the pencil moved, pain and humiliation were all that Louise felt. She began sobbing as it was pushed until only the point was visible sticking out from her as she knelt; helpless.

Paula watched in silence. Her sympathy was with her friend, but the enormous sexual charge that she felt overrode any thoughts of protest. She wanted it to be her tying her friend, having her at her mercy. Her clitoris hard and throbbing, her vulva wet and aching, she watched as he defiled her friend.

"Take it out please, it hurts,” Louise whimpered, her sobbing cut short as the cane landed brutally on her soft buttocks. Paula saw her eyes stare wide, her mouth open and the look of horror on her face at her first realisation of the pain that she felt.

The professor swung the cane again, hard and uncaring, to bite into the soft flesh that knelt before him. Louise gasped, unable to cry out, her body tensed, her internal muscles gripping around the pencil reminding her of its presence inside her.

Again and again the cane landed, stinging and reddening her soft creamy buttocks. At last she was able to scream, choked and hoarse it was, but she screamed as he beat her mercilessly.

Paula's state of arousal was high, she needed and wanted attention to the nagging ache in her vulva, which gripped in contraction with each blow of the cane that she witnessed. She watched Louise's slim body impassively as it received the punishment.

"Have you decided not to disobey me, slut?” the professor asked, panting heavily from his exertions. Louise's backside looked terrible, red welts criss-crossed her buttocks, tender and sore.

"Yes, yes!” Louise sobbed. “Just stop please, please stop!"

Her friend's pleading had an effect on Paula, she felt herself coming, pulling and straining at her bonds she shuddered in orgasm. Her slim body shook and her eyes closed as it ripped through her. Her vulva clamping and gripping, she wished she could aid it with her own hand to complete the thrilling sensation.

"Will you defy me again?” The professor was undoing his trousers.

"Never, never,” Louise sobbed, glad that the caning had ended. The professor snatched the pencil and pulled it rapidly out of her anus in one swift move, drawing a pained gasp from her as he knelt between her thighs and rubbed the tip of his erect cock against the entrance to her tight arse-hole.

"No please oh god no!” Louise groaned as the pressure against her entrance increased.

"Remember your lesson well, disobedient slut,” the professor said, and thrust his hips forwards savagely.

Louise threw her head back, pulling against the leash as she let out a wailing scream of desperation. Paula's body locked rigid as she again came watching the events before her, delighting in her friends discomfort and agony, and savouring the heady sexuality that pain and abuse brought with it.

[Back to Table of Contents]

Louise lay face down on her bed, naked. Paula sat by her side gently rubbing cream into the still red welts on her friend's buttocks.

"Bastard, what an utter bastard he is,” Louise spat angrily.

"Agreed, what about the bit where the pencil went, still hurt?"

"No that's okay, it's been two days now and that's fine. How's my bum looking?"

"Still a bit red—but how does it feel, that's the important thing?"

"Not too bad now. You know, I still can't believe that I actually came as he was hitting me and again afterwards when he was....!"

"I can, I came too just watching, it was incredible seeing you taking all of that. The feelings I experienced were tremendous."

"Thanks,” Louise replied sarcastically.

"I felt for you, believe me, but those feelings, combined with not being able to touch myself were out of this world."

"I know! I still can't believe how powerfully horny it all was. I didn't like the pain, not at first anyway. When he, you know, well it was horny just being mistreated if you know what I mean. Brutal and painful but turning to warm and sexy feelings. I never thought that sex could be like that, can you believe it?"