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Forever bound to you... ( Babygirl and I )

Zalvek

Zalvek

Pulsar
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Jan 14, 2009
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It was another quiet day at the school. Mid day, lunch break... Most of the other students took the time to enjoy their lunch, talk amongst friends, and gossip about who was going out with who. However one boy didn't. He wasn't so fortunate to be able to have the luxuries of free time with his friends. No, instead he had other things to attend to... The note in his locker told him other wise. "The music room, 12:30" was all it said, but the boy was well aware of what was going to happen then. He closed his amber eyes and let out a heavy sigh. He hoped that today she would be quick about it and gentle with him, but he knew that wasn't very likely. While biting his lip and pulling a few strands of his sandy blond hair out of the way of his face he opened the door to the music room nervously.

In a quiet timid tone he called out into the seemingly empty room, "H-Hello Mistress...? Your slave is here..."
 
Miss Johnson walked around the corner as soon as the door opened her mouth curving into a sweet smile as she saw him walk around the end of piano. She didn't look like most music teachers, slim and curvy, Elizabeth was in jeans and a white scoop necked shirt, a thick tumble of red hair hung down past her waist and brushed the rounded bottom so well displayed.

"Hello love...you are punctual as usual." She walked up till she faced him and ran a hand thru his hair, tugging gently on the softness with a sigh of pleasure. "You are such a good pet." Sliding her hand lower, her fingers twined with his and she pulled him towards her office in the back of the music room, the blinds pulled closed. She had another hour and a half before her next class, and she had so many things she wanted to do.

Shutting the door behind him she flipped the lock and sat down in her chair, eyeing him with cool green eyes.."Now strip pet..I want to see all of you."
 
He heard the back office door open, and soon that sensual form stepped out to greet him. He would never deny how beautiful his music teacher was. No one in the entire school could do that. Despite that, the position he was in now was more than just uncomfortable. I was embarrassing and in way scary for the student as well. Still... there was little he could do about it. The picture and the blackmail she had on him after they're first encounter was enough to bind his lips shut.

Alex looked up at her and bit his lip, wondering what she had planned this time. He let out a soft gasp when she pulled in his hair before guiding him to her room. When he was in there and it was just the two of them, shivers ran down his back about the thoughts of what would happen this time. As she demanded him to strip, he nodded his head reluctantly. His shirt easily slipped off of his slender form, followed by his belt buckle and pants. He was hesitant of his undergarments and did it rather slowly, wanting to hold back as much as possible, for good reason as well. For despite all of the flustering and fearing he did of her, his body still responded ever so readily. Already his length was firm and erect for her, eager to receive her in any way, even if he himself was not.
 
Her lips twitched as he revealed every inch of his youthful form, so very sweet and tender, the most rare of delicacies for her to have. Surely, if she ever got caught..... Shaking the thought off, Elizabeth leaned back in the chair and enjoyed the sight of him, lean muscle, still not filled out, the mixture of fear and lust that colored his features. It was heady, the power she held over him and she used it whenever possible.

"Now pet...stroke yourself, I want to see your hands on your body." She recrossed her legs, finding the flush of desire that made her cheeks pink, her dusky lips part on every breath better than any drug. Flicking her gaze to the hook in the corner, then to her black leather bag, she wanted him to misbehave, to displease her. She was in that kind of mood today, and the sex afterward.....

"You know what will happen pet if you don't do it....do you really want that so early in the day?"
 
His eyes did their best to avert her gaze, but when he did glance over curiously once, he felt the greed and need spilling off of her form and filling the room. Softly he bit his lip when she requested of him to touch and play with himself. How could he possibly do such a thing in front of his own teacher, at his school?! Already it was bad enough that he was free for her to see and ogle...

He wanted to say no. He wanted to defy her and show her for the terrible person she was, making a student do this. But when he saw her eyes flicker towards the corner, an ominous little bag sitting there in the corner, simply waiting for him on the word... There was no way that he could stand her punishing him again, it was simply too much.

With a soft sigh and a whimper of displeasure, his hand slowly shifting to grasp at his length, at first just tickling the sides and head, making his cock throb firmly in reply and making himself shiver as well.
 
Elizabeth shifted in her chair, the display having an effect on her cool demeanor in minor ways, the wide eyes, parted lips soft and dewy. The look on his face though, that had to be the best, aggrieved, annoyed even..very un-slave like.

Her own lips curved in a wicked smile and she stood, unfolding her lean frame with natural grace, the director`s baton in her hand. "Unhappy with your lot in life pet? She circled him with predatory intent letting her free hand glide over his exposed flesh, slender and boyish, but lean muscle underneath. "Is this too much for you?" Drawing back her hand, she hit him with the baton, the crack of it striking flesh loud in the room, leaving a thin red line across his tight buttocks.
 
He did his best not to meet her gaze, far too ashamed to do look her in the eyes. He bit his lip and whimpered. Despite all of this, he found himself enjoying the soft strokes he gave himself and did what he could to stifle his own moans. He could see out of the corner of his eyes that she began to move. Her tone was sadistic and frightened Alex. Her fingers, although warm, left his skin cold and shivering in fear of her touch.

As she questioned and inspected him he remained silent, worried and unsure of how to respond. However with just a single strike from the baton he squealed in pain, his hand pulling away from his length as he whimpered from the burning sensation left by the delicious red mark that now decorated his body.
 
Her frown deepened, but didn't detract from the exotic features, just made her beauty more dark. She raised the baton and cracked him twice more, the lines crisscrossing on his buttocks. Her face was flushed, delicate pink stains of color on her cheekbones as she moved back in front of him, her eyes glittering with the promise of sex and pain in a delicious mix.

"You dare be displeased? You do not wish to do what I ask? You are pet, your place is to please me, nothing else." She lowered the baton again with stinging force. "You will not move your hand again, do what you were told to do." Jenna stepped around him, admiring the crisscross of lines on his rounded young ass cheeks, and letting her hand drift over the heated flesh, feeling the burn radiating of his skin. A smile curved her lips and her hand slapped him twice on the enflamed marks. "And you should know not to go all the way, not until I give you permission."

She moved back to the desk, but this time rested her own ass on the corner, arms crossed and waited, baton still in her hand.
 
Alex had already relaxed his body after the first strike, assuming that the worst was over. But it seemed she wasn't done with him quite just yet as the baton struck his rear once more and again. His cries of pain echoed through the office and into the music room as his length throbbed in excitement that betrayed his emotions. He bit his lip and whimpered loudly, the skin no longer just warming up but now burning against his cheeks painfully.

He shook his head rapidly to dismiss and accusations she had of him. Even if he was lying about it, he would do what he could in order to not be struck again by her. Even the smallest hit was enough to leave him whining in pain and pleading for forgiveness. His hand quickly returned to his member, stroking it lightly and quickly for her to see as he panted and moaned softly while his eyes fluttered.
 
Her grass green eyes glittered softly as she watched him, lips twitching in a vain attempt to keep the smile that threatened at bay. He fought so hard...to deny what she could see right before her, deny what he really was deep inside. He had taken to being hers so very quickly, and came like dog on a leash, right to her side every time. Perhaps it was time for a few lessons at home....She stood again, rubbing one hand along her thigh, biting her lip as her own arousal grew and made her take a step towards him till she stood within reach, to where she could lay a hand on his body.

"You know love, you enjoy it...look, even when I struck you, you stayed so very hard." Elizabeth dropped her hand down and trailed a finger over the velvety soft head, precum damp on the crimson tipped digit. Raising it to her lips, she captured his gaze as she sucked it off, then leaned in to use her tongue to trace the softness of his lower lip. "You cannot deny it...."

((And sorry, I have had the flu and been sick as hell for the last three days...but I am up and posting...))
 
Alex did his best to filter her voice out of her head, moaning softly and whimpering at the pleasure of stroking himself. With a shiver he heard her voice leak into his head, teasing and arousing him even further. As she ran her finger along his length and strung at the small pool of precum his body shivered for a moment. Her words echoed throughout his head and made him whimper softly, his eyes shutting while trying to deny her words. Because despite all of the things he said in denial, all of it was in fact true.

When he felt the music teacher lean in close to his body his eyes fluttered open just for a moment to see her leaned beneath him, running her tongue along his lips to tease the poor boy even further. He was silent when she mocked him once more, and his hand paused for a moment while he thought.

< D'aaaw, I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you get well soon. :3 >
 
She felt the hesitation and moved into the opening like a pro, taking the last few steps into his body and reached down to squeeze his abuse buttocks in one hand, hard enough to give him another twinge of pain. The movement brought her cotton clad breasts into his chest, barely brushing the naked skin, her nipples tight as they brushed him, featherlight pressure.

Full red lips drifted over his jaw, to nibble at his earlobe, licking the tender flesh beneath with a soft sigh..."Tell me my little pet, What do you want? You want to spill your seed all over the music room floor? or do you want to fuck your mistress hmmm? the choice is yours." Her lips curved in amusement and she waited for his answer, knowing either way his tight little ass was going to be pinker when she was done.
 
Alex focused all of himself on not cumming for now, knowing very well that she would beat him mercilessly if he did do so without her permission. He felt her hand wander down to his rear once more and squeeze. But it was much more firm than previous as he let out a cry of pain, his legs trembling as his already swollen cheeks felt another searing pain from her.

He shivered softly when she licked and nipped at his ear, making him whimper and curl his shoulders to try and protect himself. His hand still stroking his length slowly to ensure he would have no quick release. As she offered him a choice for once he bit his lip, struggling to form words between the pleasure of touching himself, the pain she inflicted on him, and the teasing words she barraged him with. In a heavy and bothered voice he cried out, "I-I don't care how Mistress... please just let me cum...!"
 
The hand that came down on his already pink ass left a clear print in red, the slap echoing in the room. "Your tone of voice displeases me pet...." She sighed softly, then motioned the desk, which was clear of papers. "On there, on your back, now."

Kicking her sandles off, she wiggled out of her jeans, body quivering in all the right places, revealing long shapely legs and a white thong. Folding the Levi's neatly, she laid them on the chair and watched with avid eyes, a heartless smile on her face. The curl of desire in her belly was strong, the prospect of punishment after taking him to the edge of reason and back made her wet and she couldn't help but wonder how long it would take this time. Elizabeth had to fight the urge to rub her hands together in glee as she watched him.
 
He cried out in pain when her hand swatted his him once more in discipline. Small tears began to form at his eyes in pain as he whimpered and shuddered, his hand stopping for a moment. As she told him to get on his back, Alex nodded softly and walked towards the desk. Her tone seemed displeased and made him worry of what was to come next.

As he sprawled himself out along the desk, his eyes couldn't help but wander up to see his teacher undress herself slowly. He bit his lip and blushed a shade of red, his eyes wandering up along her legs as his member throbbed accordingly. He knew whatever was coming would be painful, and bit his lip while readying for the worst.
 
She moved to the bag, digging around till she found what she wanted and pulled it out with a grin of happiness. When she turned, the thin leather straps caressed her smooth ivory skin and a delighted quiver ran up her spine. Elizabeth approached him with the flogger, sliding it thru her fingers as she looked his prone body over. It had to be this one, the front of the body was much more sensitive and the boy did have to return to class.

Pulling her arm back, she hit him first in the thighs, the blow sounding loud in the small room, but really just a little stinging. That was what it was for...more sound and just a tinge of pain, even if you hit hard. Elizabeth took another dozen swings, her body jiggling in all the right places, her cheeks flushing with excitement, raining blows from his chest to his knees. She took it easy over the twitching cock, almost more of a caress then a true hit, but it was enough to keep his attention focused. When she stopped, dusky pink lips were parted and dewy, her eyes sparkling with lust..."You will remember how to speak now?"
 
He saw her wander back towards that ominous bag that often made him worry. He bit his lip once more and whimpered, his eyes wandering upon the leather device in her hands. He wasn't sure of the name of it, but he could tell that it would be used on him and that it would hurt as well...

When she struck him at his leg he shuddered and moaned in pain. The hit was much warmer than the baton from before, but stung just as much if not more. With every hit his body writhed and curled in pain and agony, however his cock always remained firm and stiff and bobbed with every strike, the pain seeming to excited him then. As she stopped his body was soon smothered in pink burning flesh, as he panted heavily and whimpered. Softly he nodded his head in obedience.
 
Tossing the flogger to the floor, she let her hands trail over his pink skin, the touch featherlight, soothing almost. The heat coming of him made her grin and she lowered her head to taste it with her tongue, leaving a wet trail from one flat nipple down to the delicate curve of his hip, such tender flesh at such a young age. Nipping at the tight skin, she worked her way down to the twitching shaft, giving it a quick kiss before stepping back, the lust on her face now unmistakable.

Making sure his eyes were on her, Elizabeth slid her thumbs under the straps of her thong and eased it down with a seductive twist of her hips, as talented as any stripper, and let it drop, exposing smooth alabaster skin, her feminine mound naked of hair, the dampness of the cloth and the wetness of her thighs testament to how much the interlude had excited her. Crawling onto the desk next to him with the grace of a predatory cat, she straddled his hips, lowering herself onto his shaft, so it nestled inside that warm wetness, the very tip of him pressing against the swollen nub of pleasure. Leaning forward, slender hands resting on either shoulder, she began to slide him along her, the friction of his erection, ridge of the head making her whimper softly, her eyes half closed at the sensations that began to riot inside her. "Is this why you do it pet...how it feels afterward? I know it is the best part yes?"
 
The sounds of the leather falling to the ground echoed in his mind, which was in a blaze of pain and pleasure. Beads of sweat rolled down his body as he panted heavily. The wetness of her tongue helped to soothe this pain, although he still winced when her tongue pressed a bit more firmly on the wounds. Her warm soft lips made him wince despite the gentleness in her touch.

Alex's eyes were fixed on her as she slowly stripped out of her panties, making his member betray him once more and throb furiously. He whimpered softly and closed his eyes when he felt her near him once more. She was surprisingly gentle while gliding along his body. When he felt her warm sex press against his length he gasped loudly, his eyes shooting open once more to look down. As she once more taunted and asked him those dirty questions he bit his lip, shaking his head and then nodding as well, unsure of how to properly reply with his brain in it's stressed state between her, the pain, and the wonderful sensation of her lower lips.
 
With a final undulation that would have made any dancer proud, Elizabeth had the tip of his shaft poised at the wet entrance to her body, feeling the tip poised to plunge into her, and her hips moved just a bit, teasingly dipping him inside..."You remember your last rule pet, permission is required to cum, or you will be punished..." With that, she gave up the pretense of wanting it to take it slow, and drove him home, deep inside her till he was buried to the hilt in her warm heat.

"Oh yes, so very good....." Bracing both hands next to his head, she began to move, rocking back and forth, up and down, till there was no part of her that his hardness didn't touch, till the ridged head moved over that one spot inside, forcing a seductive groan of pleasure from her. Elizabeth dropped her gaze to his face, eyes heavy lidded, and watched his expressions, the lust and pain that were warring, and smiled wickedly at him. The tender young boy under her had a taste for this, he just fought it now, but sooner or later, he would come to admit how very much he couldn't resist it.
 
Her warmth against his body made Alex practically melt underneath her, the sensations ever so betraying to the hatred he had for the acts she made him commit, and the pain she inflicted on him as well. He bit his lip and moaned softly, easily able to predict what would happen next based on where she position herself. His eyes fluttered up to gaze at her and blushed softly. He nodded his head, well aware of what would happen to him based on previous events with his mistress when he came once before...

When plunged down on his length quickly and let a loud audible moan escape him, making him worry if someone were to pass by the office and hear him. He feared for what would happen then, worrying constantly of what others would think or do if they found him in such a situation. He shuddered softly feeling all of her warm channel submerging his length and gently kneading at him. He bit his lip softly and attempted to keep his moans under control, but found it all the more difficult with every passing second of exposure to her warm luscious sex.
 
Elizabeth angled her body so each stroke ran the hard little nub of her clit along his shaft, the delicious friction making her quiver and twitch, velvety softness of her inner muscles clenching around him, increasing the pressure for both of them. She stared down into his eyes, watching the play of emotions as the pleasure built, the conflict that raged and it had a smile twisting her lips. Such a pretty piece of tender young flesh beneath her, so angry yet so very trapped by his own lusts. That is what kept him coming back, what made it so hard for her to stop as well. The danger of discovery had ceased to matter once she had tapped him, seen his body twitch at the first hard slap across his rounded ass, once she had realized she could have him any way she desired.

One slim hand came up and had to touch, had to flick at the tight nipple that was so nicely pointed, so very hard, rolling it in her fingers. She never missed a stroke, the hum of lust still rising as she moved to the other side, doing the same, almost daring him to protest, the promise of pain/pleasure in every movement of her body.
 
He could feel her inner channels engulfing him in the warm tightness, invoking louder cries of pleasure to escape him him as his eyes fluttered with desire. Alex's tongue dangled out of his mouth as he softly began to pant like a dog in heat, barely able to contain the pleasure of sex within himself. His hands spasmed, curling his fingers before unfurling them and extending them to the furthest degree.

His eyes were barely only, lids just dangling before being shut as he felt his mind wander off within the sensations she gave him. Until she then pinched and toyed with his sensitive buds, making his eyes shoot open and him once more cry out in pain. His moans soon mixed sweet whimpers as he struggled to say, "A-Aaannnh, Mistress... Please d-don't pull on- Oh~! Those... i-it hurts so bad...!"
 
The protesting cries were music to her ears, such a sensitive boy, each tiny noise making a quiver run down her spine. She lowered her head and captured one of his soft noises of protest with her mouth, drinking it in like wine, her lips gliding over his, so achingly soft. The tip of her dainty pink tongue slid along the full lower lip, then forced it's way in, tangling with his, leaving nothing unexplored, no part of him untouched. This was worth risking her career, risking everything, this boy poised on the brink of manhood. This innocent sweetness, the delicate taste of pain..better than anything in the world.

Elizabeth gave her hips another little twist and a moan escaped, her body getting carried away, almost as much as he was. She dropped her hands back to his chest, just to brace herself this time and began to pump with earnest. The friction on the pleasure nub making her toes curl, and her muscles began to tighten, a familiar wave rising as the quest for release neared it's conclusion. Soft globes of her breasts swayed over his face, and with a little smirk she lowered them, till taut nipples teased the silky skin she had just kissed, his mouth looking oh so good next to the rosy peaks.
 
Her lips soon met his and his muffled cries echoed directly into her body. As he felt her tongue run along his lips his own curled into the back of his back before being released, pulled and tangled at with hers. His eyes closed in denial, doing their best to try to forget about his current predicament. However he could not, his throbbing erection made sure of that as it sent surges of pleasure riding through his body with every thrust and sway of her luscious hips.

Her soft hands rested on his body and he looked up at her, panting softly before gasping and moaning loudly at her increased pace. With a whimper he groaned and shivered, feeling his back arch against the desk. He groaned and watched as her breasts slowly came closer to his face, making him blush and eye them eagerly. The bouncing mounds of flesh slowly begin to excite him as instinct soon takes him over and his lips reach for the breast and suckle gently.
 
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