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good fantasies. So tonight, part two of our teacher's fantasy
told you this one was going to run. You've got
three weeks with this one, I think, get settled. Ah,
So where is Mary up to? Well, when the last
week she had her introduction to her spanking and hair
pulling and some pretty tense a sexual pleasure. No, obviously
she has her second lesson tonight. So just how far
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to release your inner passions as you listen to my
voice and feel the story moving through your body as
you enjoy tonight's show. Mary really wished mister Amaru hadn't
suggested his home for the next class. It was bad
enough being back at her old school, where years of
intimidation engulfed her, but here after last time, she just
could not help but think about what my It happened
behind his door, his door that stood so ominously in
front of her. She knew there was nothing special about it.
It was a dark green with brass door furniture, But
knowing he was just inches away, Knowing that he was
just on the other side of this thin piece of wood,
made her whole body tingle. She was more than aware
that when she crossed the threshold and entered his den,
she would be at his mercy. Nothing he had said
would suggest that at all, but his demeanor at their
last lesson had been so strong, so intense, and her
response so submissive. Without thinking about it, she couldn't help
but phil that this would be true. She tried to
forget the intimacy of their meeting, tried to focus on
what she was here to learn. But when she imagined
those words, the sensation of him thrusting into her flooded
her body, and that beautifully sticking pleasure from the hard
caress of his palm as he spanked her naked ass. Jeez,
there was just so much from that brief encounter that
she knew wasn't normal, but God, it felt good. She
vibrated with pleasure from head to toe without realizing it.
Mary's fingers were pushing across her scalp and bawling her
hair tightly, a habit she had developed over the past
couple of days, enjoying the shots of electricity as sent
between her thighs, holding her breath. As her fingers wrapped
around the cold metal of the door knocker, she lifted
it and then nervously bought it down against the plate,
the sound sending a shudder through her body. She couldn't
decide if her response was due to nerves or excitement.
Either way, her pussy was burning like hell. She closed
her eyes as the last echoes of her knock faded away.
She knew the words now, She had sung them religiously
since their last lesson. She had the rhythm of them,
even if the words still became a blur as she
looked at them, she had the form of them, and
that seemed to be enough as long as she took
her time and didn't rush herself. But as the words
danced were her mind, her body remembered feeling him inside
her again. It had been a recurring theme after every
practice session. She had to take a break to relieve
the ache that just continued to grow. But it wasn't enough.
She needed him inside her again, filling her, making her submit.
For the longest moment, she waited until a faint click
sounded behind the door, and as the door swall open,
she gasped to see his eyes sparkling in the dim
hallway light. Somehow they just seemed to float in the gloom.
A light of hope in the velvety darkness. Come in,
he said, his voice warm and welcoming, and Mary liked
to think a little mischievous. Her eyes dropped out of
shyness under his gaze. Goosebumps of anticipation suddenly peppered her
body as she felt the heat of a blush flood
her body. She was suddenly glad for the gloom. Maybe
he didn't notice how easily she turned Crimson last time
was a one off, and he regretted it. Now. She
wasn't an oil painting after all, just plain old Mary Malone.
As plain as she felt, it didn't stop her nipples
swelling with excitement despite the heat of the evening. He
moved to one side to let her pass, and as
she walked in, his cologne embraced her again, the heady,
musky scent she had tried to desperately forget but fell
miserably hi she managed. As she moved slowly past him.
The door closed behind her, its heavy timbers echoing through
the hall. She suddenly felt a wave of nervousness. She
knew what they had done, but had she said too much?
Had she'd pushed herself too far forward. She didn't want
to see needy or desperate, Yet she couldn't help her
feel that. Maybe that's how she came across. Maybe she
shouldn't have come at all. She could have found work elsewhere. Okay,
not for the pay his job offered, but maybe it
would have been enough. The sudden, playful spank of his
hand on her ass shook the thoughts from her mind,
before his hand slid slowly over the smaller her back
and protectively moved her forward. Her whole body tingled and
glowed with that simple touch. There was something so sensuous
about it. Moving into a bright timing room, a blank
whiteboard was set up on a tripod at the far side,
Mary recognized the menu on the table, mocking her, leaning
in the heat of his breath in fade at her
body as he said, take a seat, anyone will do.
Mary sat quietly and fixed her case on the board,
wondering what would happen this evening. Okay, let's see how
you've done, he said, with a broad smile. I take
it you've been a good girl and practiced hard. His
eyes sparkled again, something they seemed to do when he
was being suggestive. Mary just nodded meekly before saying I
have good His voice resonated, I've put a copy of
the menu on the table, sing it to me, and
I will write on the board as I hear it.
Mary picked up the menu from the table and looked
at it blankly. The words still looked a little confused,
but after closing her eyes a few times and then
taking a deep breath, they did become clearer. As she
gently sang the words, her focus improved. He took her
just three tries before the words on the board matched
the words on the menu, and mister Amoru rewarded her
with this beautiful broad smile. That's fantastic, hegrinned. Just a
little more practice and you'll be perfect. Picking his familiar
cane up from the table, he moved to stand beside her,
holding out his hand. Invitingly, he whispered, come with me
for your next lesson. Taking his hand, she followed him
out of the dining room into what she presumed was
his study. A large oak desk sat in front of
a picture window with a luxurious ox blood leather chair
behind it. Suddenly, nerves of anticipation flew bodded Mary's body.
What was he going to do? Was he going to
cane her over the desk, especially after what she had
confessed to at their last meeting. Suddenly, the thought of
the strong strokes of his cane filled her with an
intoxicating mix of concern and desire. What if she liked it?
Where would they go? Then? Sit down? He commanded. Mary
sat in the leather chair without another thought, his cold
kiss caressing through the light material of her skirt, forcing
a shiver to echo between her legs. The contrast of
the cold leather and the wet heat that already burned
inside her panties just intensified the sensations moving through every
part of her body. His cologne once again flooding her
embattled senses as he stood behind her, lee over her shoulder.
A spiraling cloud of anticipation, cologne, and lust immersed her
in a feeling of absolute confusion. Mister admirer lifted the
closed lid of the laptop on the desk before he
leaned back a little, his lips just so close to
her neck. She shuddered, waiting for his kiss. I was thinking,
he whispered, every word, teased at her height and senses.
A lot of your challenges come from a lack of confidence.
He pressed a few buttons on the keyboard as he spoke,
and the laptop sprang to life. The heat of his
cheek pressed against Mary's neck, forcing a whimper to drop
from her lips. The screen lit up in front of her,
the Internet opening a gateway into whatever he was going
to do next. A said, beautiful lingerie can help boost
a woman's lackluster confidence. It might not be a long
term solution, but for a little while, you can feel
like the beautiful lady we both know you truly are.
His fingers danced across the keyboard as he types an
address into the browser, and Mary's eyes widened as the
screen changes. She had looked at lingerie before. God knows,
she loved the idea of wearing sexy underwear, but had
always thought it was wasted on her. She was just plain,
she knew it and was well aware of her curves,
far too aware. Okay, the models on the website made
it look good, but they were so slim and beautiful
they would make anything look good. Just select one you
think you would like, he whispered, these out for me.
I'm not sexy enough, she stuttered. Just trust me for
a moment, and pick one, he responded, his voice dominant.
Mary navigated through the seemingly endless selection of underwear. She
was at least relieved that all the models were not
painfully thin and quite a few larger than her. Maybe
she wasn't as big as she thought she was. Every
time she looked at her naked body in the mirror.
After going through the catalog, twice. She eventually settled on
one she thought might make her feel good, and said
this one, pointing to the screen. Lace Teddy, she whispered.
She whispered, her voice echoing her uncertainty. It was right
next to two male models who were exhibiting part of
the men's lingerie line, and Mary struggled to keep her
eyes from focusing on their images. Perfect choice, he said,
his voice hinting at his smile. Now stand up, he said,
as he stepped backwards. Mary stood from the chair, feeling
very uncertain what to expect. Close your eyes, he said,
his tone firm yet still sensuous. Mary's eyes closed at
his bidding, no peeking. I'll be back in just a moment,
he whispered, an undertone of playfulness to his voice. Mary
resisted the urge to open her eyes even a little,
despite the sounds that now filled her mind with curiosity.
There was a sound of something dropping on the desk,
and then she felt mister amoreruse body next to hers
once again. She hadn't realized how cold the room seemed
when he wasn't next to her. He shuddered as nerves
sprang back to life. More noises, a rustling of paper,
and then his lips were so erotically close to her
neck again, her teeth pressed eye lower lip to control
a desire. As his hand slid over her neck, The
warm caress of his fingers danced over her skin and
pushed through her hair, easing it back from her face,
the movement making her knees tremble gently. A smooth caress
of material kissed at her cheeks before her eyes were
cast into a deeper darkness. This is just for a moment,
he whispered, his breath, taunting her aching need. She whimpered
submissively at the sound of a buckle being fastened on
the back of her head, and suddenly felt herself surrender
to his will. His lips brushed down her neck, their
sensuous caress forcing a moan from somewhere deep inside. As
his hand slid down her chest, loosening each button on
her shirt. Slowly, his palm pressed over her stomach and
his finger tips explored the waistband of her skirt before
tracing a slow line back up her body, teasing between
her breasts and sliding the material of her shirt to
one side, rushing her nipples with his thumbs as his
hands moved. Mary's knees buckled again as his fingers danced
around her aching knobs, flicking them through the cotton of
her braw, causing a gasp of pleasure to rub from
her lips. Her pussy burned with need, her pleasure drenched
her aunties. God, she needed him to fuck her. Pinching
her nipples firmly pulling them, he eventually slid her shirt
from her shoulders. As it dropped to the ground, the
heat of his body pressed hard against hers. She felt
she was melting into this man. Leaning back, his fingers
tracing up her spine, he slid them through her brass
strap before twisting it, the underwear hanging loosely now from
her shoulders. Slowly, his lips danced over the nape of
her neck, brushing down her shoulders, pushing the straps of
her brow down her arm. Mary's hand lifted instinctively to
cover her naked breast, but mister Amoru grabbed a wrist
before she could. I want to see you completely naked, Mary,
I want you to know how beautiful you are to me,
he whispered, before kissing her bare shoulder. His hands slid
down her side easing the elasticated skirt over her hips,
before that too, joined her shirt and bra in a
pile on the floor, Pressing his chest against her naked back.
She became aware of how swollen he was, his thick
cock hungrily pressing at the small of her back as
he pushed it gently against her. Feel how hard you
make me, he whispered with a lust filled groan. Mary
could only nod her gentle pants of desire, preventing her
from speaking. His finger tips slid through the waistband of
her panties, sliding across her waist, easing them over her hips.
A loud gasp left her mouth as the cool air
of his study kissed her burning pussy in distinctively. She
shuffled her feet out of her panties, not wanting to
trip and ruin the moment. His arms wrapped around her,
pulling her closer. She could feel the tingle of his
chest hair against her skin, every vein throbbing in his cock,
and realized that he must also be naked. Opening his arms,
he said, put your hands out. Mary lifted her hands,
his hands sliding down her arm, holding her wrists gently
and guiding them towards his intended destination. Just feel this,
he whispered. Mary's fingers extended to discover a sheer fabric
so sensuous and soft it felt beautiful to touch. Her
body shuddered again as a material slid between her fingers.
Something about the fabric just made the intense vibrations in
her body accelerate. A wave of disappointment flooded her as
he moved her hands away and his body left hers.
His breath brushed across her forehead as his hands caressed
her breasts again, hearing herself grown in pleasure, the heat
growing between her legs, arching her back a little as
he pressed her nipples so gently, yes, strong enough to
make Mary's thighs tents in anticipation. The swirling sensation within
those sensitive nubs only intensified as he released them, and
his hands slid firmly over her stomach and moved lower still.
Mary's legs parted at their own accord, inviting his fingers
to explore the furnace of her sex. Instead, his hands
continued down her legs, his mouth kissing that self flesh
as he knelt before, Lift your foot, he commanded gently.
Mary lifted her foot. Now the other Mary followed his command,
putting her foot down and raising her other one. Okay,
put it back down, he said, as he kissed her
calf gently, his lips brushing over her leg. As he
slid back up her body, the caress of the sensuous
material following his mouth. Pausing for a moment at the
top of her thigh, he gently kissed her mound, his
tongue lashing wickedly at the top of her pussy, taunting it,
promising it more, before he kissed up her stomach, the
beautiful touch of the material following his lips. There was
something so intensely erotic about the feeling of his wet lips,
his warm breath, and the whisper of a caress from
the material that seduced every salim Mary's body with a
sight cast into darkness, every sensation burned with a ferocious heat.
Mary gasped as the edge of his teeth brushed her nipple,
sending her shockwaves of desire into overdrive, holding her breath
waiting for the material to brush those sensitive neuves. A
shot of electricity ricocheted through her body. Once it finally did,
the touch was barely there, a hint of a caress,
but feeling the material over her naked skin just felt
so beautiful, as if every paw was erupting with her desire.
Mister Amoru kissed her neck gently before whispering, bend your head.
She lowered her head obediently, submissively as she felt the
caress of the fabric around the back of her neck
lift her head back up. He moved behind her and whispered,
keep your eyes closed. The buckle clicked open and the
blindfold dropped from her eyes. You can open them now,
he said. The room seemed a lot brighter as her
eyes opened, the lights almost blinding her, and it took
a moment for Marry to just so she might see properly.
In front of it was a free standing, full length mirror.
She didn't look at herself initially, just at mister amheruse's
face grinning mischievously over her shoulder, the feeling of his
hands massaging her bare ass, rubbing it in firm circles.
Look at yourself, he commanded. Mary tipped her head and
turned her gaze on herself. It was the same lingery
as the one on the website. How did you know,
she asked, excitedly. I've noticed your style over the years.
I kind of guessed what you would like, he said,
smiling like a cheshire cat. I have to say it
looks even more beautiful from this angle, he said, as
he spanked the naked cheek. You noticed me, she asked, confused.
Oh yes, you're not the only one to have fantasies.
You've always been beautiful, Mary. You just didn't know it,
but I could see it, he said, rubbing her ass gently.
A wildfire of a blush engulfed her body. She had
to admit that Teddy did make her curse look so
much sexier. They gave her a form, though she didn't
know she had. She looked appreciatively at herself in the mirror.
Mister Amoru watched, his eyes full of pride, before taking
her hand, whispering, this is the most honest opinion you
will ever get. As he moved her hands against his
hard cock, he throbbed with a burning intensity, the caress
of his pre comb dripping down his shaft. I think
I could come just looking at you, he said, before
kissing down her neck. Now I want you over the table,
his tone not inviting any denial. Mary squeezed his cock
before rubbing the pre comb from his tip. Turning, she
sucked on her thumb gently taking his very essence, hoping
it would inspire him to fill her mouth with his
hard need. Looking up at him, she whispered put the
blindfold back on. He made everything more intense before turning
away again. Mister Amoru replaced su bliindfold and then pushed
his palm firmly up Mary's back, forcing her to bend
over the table. I love your ass, he said, as
he rubbed it firmly, slapping it with his hand. The
cracks of their skins meeting echoed around the room. Mary
groaned loudly, inviting more harsh treatment. There was a new sensation,
something quite different to anything she had experienced before. It
took Mary the longest moment to realize that he was
sliding the cane between the cheeks of her ass, rubbing
its length along her rosette, and then brushing the folds
of her pussy through the soft material of her teddy.
Her core clutched in a beautiful response. She thought she
was wet before, but now got she was damn well sodden.
The cane dropped away and Mary's moans turned from pleasure
to disappointment. The swishing sound of the cane was very
brief before it connected with her ass, the stinging sensation
pulsing through her body and right onto a cliff, sending
a shock wave of delicious pain right through her pussy.
Screaming out in pleasure, the burning sensation left behind moved
through every nerve. As the sting subsided, an erotic glow
spread over her, embracing her entire body. Another stroke of
the cane, and the glow grew intensified. Mary pushed her
rasp back towards mister Rameru, inviting Moore, growling with animalistic desire,
as stroke after stroke savagely kissed her ass, her desire
dripping down her thighs, turning her around. His breath burned
on her cheek as his hand slid roughly inside her teddy,
his fingers finding her wet folds in no time, parting
her wanton lips and pushing inside aggressively. Mary wrapped her
arms around his neck at the shock of the sensation,
clinging on to him as the pleasure vibrated inside her.
Her core clutched wildly at his fingers, wanting more kneading him.
His voice dripped with dominant desire as he said, I
don't want you feeling alone at the meal on Saturday,
so this will let you know I am with you,
his hand sliding something cold against her clad What is it,
she asked as she shivered in response. It's a remote
control vibrator. If I see you might be a stressed
or anxious, I'll turn it on. She could hear that
mischievous grin in his tone. I think you might need
new batteries. It's not working, but it's damn cold, she
said disappointingly. He chuckled as his fingers moved away from
a pussy, and suddenly the vibrator sprung to life, sending
wave after wave of throbbing pleasure directly on to a
clet fuck. Mary exclaimed between gasps. How can I work
with that? Oh? I will have it on more gentle
on Saturday. But just so you know, I'm thinking of you,
and you know, as it's controlled over the internet, if
you're away, I can let you know then as well. Now, Mary,
on your knees. I have a deep need to fill
your lips around my hard cock. Mary slid to her knees,
his cock brushing her face. He paused for a moment,
sliding the mass from her eyes as he said, I
want to see your pretty eyes as you'd take me
into your mouth. Hungrily, she kissed along his beautiful cock,
biting it. She had wanted to taste him for so long.
Her lips eased over his tear hip, the remains of
his pre come warming her tongue. Her hands clasped on
his hat as she wheeled him deeper, wanting him to
fill her in every way possible. He thrust into her
throat in response, his desire overpowering any caution, his fingers
sliding through her hair, bawling it tightly as his other
hand slid over his phone. Mary growled loudly as the
intensity of the vibrator grew, her sounds sending shoal waves
along his cock as it throbbed wildly inside her mouth.
Her nails dug into his ass, grasping his cheeks as
his body tense, feeling it throbbing in her mouth, wanting
it to come, and then he pulled back his hand.
Reaching down, he held her confused gaze before saying, your
ass is so beautiful in this have you ever been
fucked in your ass? Merry, Mary shook her head. Would
you like to try it right now? Mary wanted to
have every part of her body succumbed to his desire,
and in agreement, she simply nodded enthusiastically. He lifted to
her feet gently by her chin, before bending her over
the table again, turning the vibrator down to a gentle pulse.
Reaching back into the box on the table, he retrieved
a tube and after a moment, slid her teddy to
one side. His finger tiped gently caressing the rosette of
her ass, her muscles pulsing at his touch. The warm
flood that had invaded her pussy spread through her ass.
Just relax, he said. If it hurts too much, just
tell me to stop. His lewed finger teased inside her gently.
Just relax. Breathe naturally, Mary, he said, as his finger
explored deeper inside her, gently caressing her harrass began pulsing
in a beautiful response. Slowly, his finger slid in and
out of her tight hole, pushing Mary pushed back against him,
her muscle stretching As he added another finger, taking her
to the brink of discomfort. Mary felt an urge to
get past the pain barrier and forced herself back against
him harder, pushing his fingers deeper into a rass your cock,
she moaned, Fuck my virgin as please. Enthusiasm filled him
as he took his cock and rubbed his lub up
and down his shaft carefully. He was aware how close
he was to the edge of coming, but didn't want
to release, not yet, before slowly pushing his tip against her,
teating it into Mary's rosette, just pushing it to the
edge of that ring of muscle, letting it stretch around
him naturally. Without warning, Mary pushed back, impaling herrass on
his hard cock, completely screaming with a mixture of pain
and pleasure. Feeling full from his cock was more beautiful
than she could have imagined and took her to the
very brink of orgasm. Fuck me heart, she begged, not
waiting to be asked twice. He grasped her hips and
pushed inside deep and hard, before fumbling for his phone
and turning the vibrator up. The sensations pulsing through a cliff,
throbbing along his cock, massaging him, taking him to the
very edge of that cliff. Mary grasped at the desk,
sliding over the polished wood as his thrust grew more
and more intense, the motion of his cock in and
out of her ass, the vibrator thutting on her, her
body tense with the onslaught of her growing orgasm. Gasping,
she thrust backward along his shaft, willing him to come.
The whole area south of her belly clutched wildly, throbbing
with desperate need something, Trying to control her orgasm to
wait so they might share the feeling. She growled desperately.
His hand grasped her hair, pulling it tightly as he
continued to thrust like a depraved animal. As she felt
the now familiar bolts of electricity or rubbed from her
scalp and echo through a body, she fell over the cliff,
her whole body screaming in pleasure as her orgasm spread
like a ferocious wildfire through every nerve in her body.
Exploding in pure delight, she tensed around his cock, squeezing it,
forcing him to come. Hot streams of his seamen filling
her ass as he tightened against her, intensifying her own pleasure. Panting,
they collapsed on the table, Mary shaking with the waves
of pleasure still moving through her. She barely managed to
stay between gasps. Could you turn the vibrator off? I
think I'm going mad? The vibrator quietent, and eventually her
body stopped trembling. Neither of them said anything for long moments,
not wanting to shatter the mood. He eventually kissed down
her spine, forcing her to whimper as he did, his
cocks sliding from her ass before he pressed his arms
around her and held her close. What is your first name,
Mary ventured from her days of emotions. I can't keep
calling you mister amoru. It sounds like we're back in school.
It's Mark. He eventually replied, Hi, Mark, Thank you for
making me feel better about myself. Oh, I did nothing.
If we practice this regularly, you'll feel great. Will we
get time alone on Saturday? If I'm going to have
this vibrator on, I'm going to need some attention, Mary asked, Well,
maybe not alone, but you'll get my attention, he replied,
Not thinking about the implications of his response, Mary just
closed her eyes and let herself drift into a satisfied slumber.
So next week we have part three. The concluding part
of our little story. So what will happen at this
big mill we'll marry, wear the vibrator all the way through. Well,
you'll just have to tune in and see, and until
next week when we can get wild in bed all
over again, and always with your pleasure in mind. This
is the devil in wild, wishing you solacious dreams.