Date: Fri, 03 Nov 2006 08:14:31 -0500
From: Kyle Phantasy <kylesphantasies@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sara the Sorceress 3

The content herein is entirely a work of fiction and all characters and
interactions are exclusively a product of my own perverted mind.

Your comments are welcome, email Kylesphantasies@hotmail.com.

Sara the Sorceress
Chapter 3: Sandwiches and sex training

     It was not so simple. When Miss Harris said to make her a sandwich she
had a secret agenda. There stood Sara in the entrance way to Miss Harris'
kitchen wearing a black latex harness that held something Miss Harris had
inserted into Sara's pussy in place.

     "Are you ready to begin Sara?" Miss Harris leaned against the side of
the refrigerator, still wearing only her black latex corset. Sara nodded.
"Remember, the utensils are in the third door from the left, bread is in the
bread drawer there and mayo, lettuce, and meat are in the fridge."

     With a wry grin Miss Harris started the lesson. The little thing she
had inserted into Sara's pussy came to life, vibrating and making a muted
buzzing noise. Sara yelped in surprise but crossed the kitchen easily
enough, retrieving the knife and bread from their drawers, but by the time
she made it to the fridge her knees were shaking. She fell once as she
carried the lettuce, ham, and mayo to the counter where she left the bread
and knife. By the time she gathered everthing and made it to the counter her
legs were shaking so badly she needed to lean against the counter to
continue making the sandwich. The final straw came when Miss Harris stepped
up behind her and cupped both her breasts. The unexpected contact sent Sara
over the edge, she would have fallen to the floor if Miss Harris' arms
hadn't already been under her own. Lying on the kitchen floor with her head
resting on Miss Harris' lap Sara writhed in ecstasy with the small device
buzzing between her legs.

     "You did well for your first time," Sara was standing in the door of
Miss Harris' home, dressed in a set of borrowed clothes. "I want you to
continue training," Miss Harris passed her the small vibrator, remote, and
harness, "Come back when you can go through your whole morning routine with
this in and on. I suggest you start with it in and off. And don't forget to
finish my yard work."

     Over the next week and a half Sara spent the great majority of her days
with the small vibrator in place. On the second day she was able to spend
the whole day with the vibrator in place and off, but the small thing packed
a punch and it took her the rest of the week and another four days to wash,
eat, and brush her teeth uninterupted with the thing on.

     When Sara returned to Miss Harris she walked the whole distance with
the vibrator in place and on. She rang the doorbell and waited for Miss
Harris to appear, she opened the door wearing the same black latex corset
and a harness similiar to the one Sara wore.

     "You're doing well if you have already mastered the vibrator, come in,"
the two found seats on the couch as Miss Harris explained Sara's next
challenge, "This one's a little more cognative. You're going to have to read
a newspaper article, doesn't matter what, while you are 'distracted' and
summarize it for me afterward."

     Miss Harris placed an open newspaper on the end table next to the couch
then lay down with he head toward the paper, "Time to get started, Sara."

     Sara just stared, "You want me to..."

     "Sara, I will accept no questioning of my methods. Remember, I have
other ways of making you participate," Miss Harris tapped the harness where
it cupped to hold a dildo into her pussy and Sara instantly knew to what she
referred, the statue's cock.

     Sara undressed, removed the harness and mounted Miss Harris' face, her
own face getting very red, "OK OK OK! I'll do it, stop that, it's creepy!"
Sara leaned over the paper of her on volition and scanned for an article
that might hold her interest, when Miss Harris' tongue lashings started.

     Sara settled on the what her eyes were looking at, a piece about an
embezzlement case against a company executive and began reading. Five
minutes later she announced she was finished, she was feeling pretty good,
but hadn't come yet.

     "Ok, now summarize," and Miss Harris went back to licking Sara's cunt.

     "Oh!" Sara exclamed as Miss Harris' teeth brushed her clit, "CEO David
Gurney of...of...Retcorp is under investigation for -augh- embezzlement. An
IRS audit revealed that -oooooohhhhhgod- over 50 million dollars have gone
missing from the company over the past three years and he... He... HEEEEEE
HAS BEEN USING THE COMPANY JET FOR UNAUTHORIZED PERSONAL TRIPS," about
halfway through the recitation Sara's lower body began undulating
uncontrollably and she very nearly lost her train of thought when Miss
Harris begin sucking on her clit.

     "Well done Sara," Miss Harris said from below her, "you're progressing
well. Now you must learn the art of seduction. And since seducing a boy of
your age is as easy as taking your clothes off, I want you to take a girl."

     No sooner were the words out of Anne's mouth than Sara knew who she
would seduce. Mental images of her best friend Laura naked surfaced in her
mind, further wetting her already sodden pussy. Laura was the same age as
Sara but had been something of a late bloomer. She didn't have breasts until
a year after Sara, but when they started developing it was like inflating a
balloon. Laura always turned heads at school and always had a pack of
potential boyfriends, and a few girlfriends, to choose from.

     Anne's voice interrupted Sara's mental montage, "Since this part could
get dangerous for you I think it's time we bound your wand." Anne took a few
more languid licks of Sara's inflamed pussy before telling her to get down.

     Anne led sara downstairs to the room where the statue had been,
removing the harness as she walked. She passed the cock to Sara and told her
to clean it off. Anne couldn't help but chuckle when she turned around to
see Sara sucking on the cock like a popsicle.

     "Now put it in your pussy and lay down on your back," Miss Harris
commanded, gesturing to a thin mat on the floor. "During this part, I highly
suggest you don't move, you could be cut," Miss Harris brandished a straight
razor and bent to Sara's pubic mound. She shaved Sara's pubic hair into a
"female" symbol, with the base of the cock as the ring.

     With the shaving complete Anne began mumbling in a language, or
combination of languages, that Sara couldn't understand. As the ritual
progressed Sara experienced two things. First, her extremeties began getting
cold. Second, the statues cock began vibrating. The cold worked its way up
her arms and legs while the vibrations became more of a thrusting motion.
After what Sara estimated to be fifteen minutes, the thrusting became full
out pumping and her pussy was the only warm place on her body (resulting in
some very hard, very pointy nipples).

     With a sudden crescendo of speed and a shouted last word from Anne it
was all over. Nothing. Where she should have experienced a ecstatic
explosion Sara was simply returned to square one.

To be continued...

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