kinkyponygirl
Supernova
- Joined
- Feb 17, 2012
- Location
- Texas
Name: Kristina Henderson
Age:25
Being five feet four inch girl in college was hard for Kristina, he was constantly being made fun of, but she didn’t care because in her days in college she meet her wife. Here friends were in shock when they found out that she was married, but they were happy for her. OF course they didn’t know that her wife was one of her teachers her history teacher to be exact. Her history class was the last required class she needed. Her major was in computer science, the twenty-five year old was a gamer and a kid at heart, so her desired profession was a reflection of that. Their relationship was more than a normal one, her wife was her slave and Kristina was her master. Kristina was the dominant one and her wife was the subservient one, it was a change of pace for Krista and she welcomed it with open arms. It was late at night and she was out with her friends, drinking and partying she was young and wild. Her wife knew that she was going out and she made it known that it was not a good idea since like most nights when she went out, she got so drunk that after returning home, which was off campus, she would pass out. But Kristina did so any away.
It was the following day and she woke up looking around, the night before was a giant blur. She sat up from the bed, her right hand went straight to her head, and she groans, “I hate it when she is right.” She tells herself. Clothing was never on when at home and she quickly took off her black AC/DC shirt revealing her dragon, which was black and white. Her left arm was filled with day of the dead tattoos from her shoulder to her wrist, which had color. Her right hand had a heart with flowers. She takes her jeans off revealing that she had a tattoo of three rose’s right under her belly button, she also had a large Rose on her right side of her neck. “Sweetie are you home?” She calls out. She was not even aware of the time and she hoped that she was home.
She took her thong off and throws it on the ground and walks into the bathroom. She grabs her toothbrush and puts toothpaste on it and starts brushing here teeth. She looks at herself in the mirror at her femmehawk, “Shit she is going to kill me” She thought. She walks over to the shower and turns the water on. She returns to the sink and spits into it, she rinses her toothbrush puts it where it belonged and then ran into the shower.
Thirty minutes later.
She got out of the shower after she shaved, shampooed her hair and cleaned herself up, the body cleaning took about fifteen minutes, but the other fifteen were spent in silence enjoying the warm water running down her sexy hourglass figure. She wraps her towel around her body and she walks out to the closet and she rummages through wondering what the hell she would wear. “I wonder if that slave of mine has that vibrator in her… The remote is in my bag.” She tells herself. She takes a corset and jeans and walks out to her bed. She giggles to herself, “Oh how naughty of me.” She thought to herself as she took the corset and put it on, the corset pushed her 34 d breast up a little and she buttons it up. She quickly ran to her dresser and got a red thong on and she smiles to herself. “Jeans or daisy dukes… Shoes or heels?” She asks herself.
She walks her dresser and pulls out some daisy dukes and zips them and buttons it. Her round ass fit perfectly into her shorts. She grabs her Vans a pair of socks from the floor and she sat down and put them on with a smile on her face. She runs to the bathroom and applies her make up to her face and then puts her glossy lipstick on. She ran downstairs and looks at her stuff, “Well time to get going.” She thought. She went into the kitchen and grabs a whipped yogurt from the refrigerator. As she did her two huskies run up, “Hi Ryu… Hi Madilyn.” She says. They bark and she pets them as she opens the yogurt and proceeds to eat it. The dogs run away and she places the spoon in the sink and the yogurt in the trash. She walks out to the living and grabs her messenger bag and she throws it over her left side the strap sitting on her right side. She walks out locking the door. She groans and heads to her Kawasaki motorcycle, “This is going to be a long day.” She says. She rummages through her bag and found the keys. She smiles and throws her left leg over and starts the bike. She got her helmet on and drives on to the school.
Fifteen minutes later.
She had no idea the time, but she knew where her first stop was and that was to her lover’s class room. She was her only class of the day, but she always spent her days teasing her because well she could. She parks the bike and got off. She looks around and takes her helmet off and she went to her classroom. She walks inside and she walks to her classroom, she was the first one there and she sat in her chair. She places her helmet on a stack of papers and then lays her head down waiting for her.