From: an62794@anon.penet.fi
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Date: Sun, 29 Jan 1995 06:49:02 UTC
Subject: Master Chris Collection

The Teacher                                 (c) 1988 Master Chris
Story #14 in the Master Chris Collection
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It  is late afternoon  and you are just  about complete with your
day at  the school.  You  are the headmistress of  a very special
school  for young people who are being initiated into the joys of
B&D sex.   It is  probably the most  enjoyable job you  have ever
had.  The last order  of business for the day is dealing with one
of your instructors.  Margie is a petite, shy woman  who has been
one of  the special 'Trainers'  that have worked for  you for the
past couple of weeks.  You have noticed that the way she has been
interacting with the students has been  detached.  In particular,
she has not been forward with  either the girls or boys about sex
and has  carried out her duties  like an automaton.   It is time,
you think, to change all that.

One of  your duties as headmistress is to make sure that even the
instructors are turned on all the time.  You certainly  are.  You
have been  thinking about  what to  do with her  all day  and the
thought of  it has your pussy slippery with your own juices.  You
call  Margie into your office.  She  walks in and stands in front
of your desk.  You look her up and down.  She is wearing what has
become almost a uniform for your female personnel, a light, white
skirt, a short sleeved silk blouse and white pumps.   Her face is
flushed and  she is so  nervous that she  is trembling.   She has
been told  that she is to  be disciplined today and  you are sure
that she  is wondering what form that  discipline will take.  You
let her wait a little longer before you speak.

"Hello Margie", you say, "Do you know why you are here?".

Margie's keeps her head down as her voice becomes like a ten year
old girl, "Yes.  I'm here because I've been bad.  I haven't  been
sexy enough."

"That's right  Margie.", you say,  "And do  you know what  we are
going to do to you?"

Margie  shakes her head slowly.  "We  are going to make sure that
you like your body.", you say, "When was the last time you had an
orgasm?"

Margie looks up  at you hesitantly.  Her face is a deep red.  She
is evidently embarrassed at the question.  You are now sure  that
she is simply embarrassed about sex.

"About ten days ago.", she says.

You  smile  at  her.     "Please  remove  all  of   your  clothes
immediately.", you tell her.

Her face becomes  even more  flushed and  you can  see her  hands
shaking as she  begins undoing the buttons to her  blouse.  It is
soon removed to reveal two beautiful breasts.  Margie is a petite
woman and  her breasts are not  large but they are  very firm and
are  topped with wide, pink nipples.   'Someone is going to enjoy
licking  and biting those nipples  today', you think.   Her skirt
follows and you  see that despite your standing instructions, her
pussy is not shaved.  It  is, instead covered a blond furry patch
of  hair.  A moment  later she is  standing again, now completely
naked.

"Please place your hands above your head.", you say.

Margie does so.   Her breasts are now  stretched against her body
and  her nipples  have begun to  get hard, sticking  out from her
firm mounds.  You  get up and begin walking around  her.  Her ass
is perfect.  It is round and firm and you run your hand across it
carressingly.   Margie gasps at this first touch.  As you walk in
front of her, still standing with her hands clasped on top of her
head, your hand moves to her breasts.  You gently stroke the left
one, your  fingertips barely  touch the  now turgid  nipple which
sticks out  from her body about  a half-inch.  It  rises a little
further into your hand  and Margie closes her eyes as  she enjoys
the sensations.

You grasp the right nipple  gently between your fingers.   As you
look  closely into her face, you slowly begin squeezing it harder
and harder looking  to see  her expression.   Her breathing  gets
harder and harder until she is gasping.  You let go of her nipple
and look  to  see it  dark  pink and  hard  like a  little  penis
sticking out from her right breast.

"How do you like your nipples  pinched Margie?", you ask her, "Do
you like it gentle or hard?".

Margie's voice is almost a  whisper as you hear her say,  "I like
it very hard."

You  smile.  You sit back down at  your desk and ring for Andrew.
Andrew walks in  immediately.  He  is a huge  black man  standing
easily 6'2".  He looks like he should be playing  football but he
is, in fact, one of the best masseurs you have ever met.   Margie
is mortified  by his presence.  She goes to cover herself up with
her hands.

"Put your hands back up on your head young lady!",  you say.

Reluctantly, she does so.  Andrew  smiles as his eyes seem to eat
the young blond up.
"Andrew,  I say, "please take care of Margie.  Her pussy is to be
shaved and I want you to give her a thorough massage."

"Yes Miss.", says Andrew.

Margie is led over to the massage table in the corner of the room
and  lies down on her back.   Andrew fastens leather cuffs to her
wrists and  ankles and quickly  and efficiently restrains  her to
the table so that her hands are stretched to the top and her legs
are wide apart.

"She is already wet Miss.", says Andrew.

You  look down and see that it is true.  Margie's own juices have
soaked her long  pink pussy lips and  the hair that  covers them.
Margie is  humiliated beyond belief.   She turns her head  to the
side in shame.   'Your treatment seems to be working',  you think
to yourself.   Andrew quickly  cuts most of  her pubic  hair away
with a  pair of scissors and  then gently lays a  towel soaked in
hot water on her pussy.   Margie gasps as the heat soaks into the
already warm area.  When that towel becomes cool, Andrew replaces
it with another.

Within a couple of minutes,  Margie's hips are squirming slightly
on  the table.  Andrew  removes the towel  and begins shaving her
pussy with a  razor.  Margie cannot  help squirming as  his large
black  hands manipulate the sensitive area.  She gasps quietly as
he pulls first one then the other lip tight to allow him to shave
everywhere.  Soon it is done.

Her prominent mound is beautiful.  It frames her long, pink inner
lips perfectly.  They are now hot and dark from the manipulations
they  have  received.    Andrew  releases  her  legs  from  their
restraints and turns her over  on the table.  His fills  his huge
hands  with oil and begins rubbing her back in long full strokes.
His hands move down from her neck and up from her feet until  she
is covered in warm oil.

Margie has  been moaning contentedly  with the sensation  of this
massage  and  is  now  thoroughly relaxed.    Andrew  slowly  and
sensuously rubs oil into  her white buttocks, clearly  defined by
her bikini tan line.   His hands delve  deeper into the  cleavage
between  her cheeks and his strong fingers soon find her puckered
hole.  She gasps and her head raises up as  Andrew penetrates her
bottom with one  long oiled finger.  The hot  oil has its effect,
however, and soon his finger is sliding in and out of  her ass in
long,  full  strokes.   She doesn't  resist  as his  hands gently
spread her legs.

Standing behind  her as you  are you can see  her pussy perfectly
framed  from behind.   Andrew's hands move  lower and soon  he is
oiling her large pussy lips  from behind.  Andrew rolls  her over
and  begins massaging her breasts.  Margie is openly moaning now.
You can  see that her eyes  are closed and her  body continues to
wriggle on the table as  she feels herself being touched by  this
large, virile man.  He pulls her sensitive nipples over  and over
again  with his slippery fingers  and she arches  her back to get
them closer to  him.  His hands  move over her belly  and down to
where she now wants them to be.

"Please let me come.", she says.

Andrew looks at  you and you shake  your head.   He now starts  a
kind of teasing.   He rubs her pussy lips and occasionally slides
a slippery finger  across her clitoris.  It feels  to Margie like
her clitoris  is on  fire.   She pulls at  the straps  around her
wrists trying  to get free.   Her  clitoris is now  covered in  a
mixture  of her own juices an oil and whenever Andrew touches it,
it is like rolling a  marble around in a  pool of oil.   Margie's
hips buck upwards in an  effort to get the relief she  craves but
whenever she gets close, Andrew stops.

The action  is almost too  much for  you.  Your  hands have  been
playing with your own  pussy and nipples since the  beginning and
you have had  about 3  orgasms so far.   You  hand Andrew a  thin
vibrator and he gently inserts it into Margie's bottom.  She lets
out a little cry and begs you to  turn it on.  You take your  own
vibrator  and begin  sliding it  in and out  of your  own soaking
pussy.   Andrew now removes  his own clothes  and gets up  on the
table.  His cock is huge but  in the state Margie is in, you  are
sure it is just what she wants.  His cock  pauses at the entrance
of her  white shaved pussy,  just touching the  lips.   Margie is
pleading with him to push it in.  He slides the large knob of the
head  into her, parting her long, pink  lips to the side with it.
Margie gasps at the feeling and closes her eyes.

Andrew  looks over at you for the final ok to give her the relief
she is begging  for.  You reach  down under them and  turn on the
vibrator  now lodged firmly in  her bottom and  tell Andrew to go
ahead.  He starts pumping into her for all she's worth and Margie
screams  in pleasure.  She begins coming almost immediately in an
orgasm that will last for  a couple of minutes.  The  contrast of
his ebony black cock sliding into her pristine white pussy is too
much for  you.  You  pump your own  vibrator into your  pussy for
your  fourth  mind-blowing orgasm  of the  day.   Andrew  comes a
moment later and soon you have all calmed down and are sitting on
the floor of the office having a drink.

You are all  exhausted.  Margie  is still covered  in oil and  is
leaning  against the  wall.   She looks right  at you,  no longer
concerned about her nakedness,

"Thank you.",  she says,  "I had  no idea that  it could  be this
good.  I think I'm going to like  the rest of my stay here and  I
want you to know that you can 'discipline' me anytime."

You  all laugh  as your  mind turns  to what  adventures tomorrow
might bring.


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