A STUDENT TEACHER RELATIONSHIP - 2008-03-12
A VERY SPECIAL STUDENT TEACHER RELATIONSHIP PART 3 BY- ZARA THUSTRA I kneeled waiting for Maria, just as she had instructed. After about a half hour of waiting, I began to get a little bit restless and got up to stretch my legs. As I got up, the door opened and Maria walked in. She asked me what exactly it was that I was doing. I tried to explain that I was just stretching and that I had been waiting patiently all along until just that very moment. She just shook her head and pointed to the writing on my chest. She told me that I was not only disobedient, but also a back-talker. She walked over to the closet and opened it. Instead of a closet, I found a small, walk in room with all sorts of cuffs, whips, paddles, gags, blindfolds, and devices which filled the room, except for a small roundish looking table which she seemed to consider as a possible form of punishment for me. I knew better than to open my mouth or say another word. She instructed me to crawl over to her and kneel by her feet in the closet. She reaced up and grabbed a small, wide band of rubber, and told me to close my eyes. I could feel her stretching it over my head and in a few seconds it was pulled tightly over my eyes. It was extremely tight, and made opening my eyes impossible. It hugged my head so tightly, that after just a few minutes in it, my face was starting to sweat underneath it. The next thing she did was order me to pledge to her my service. I told her that I pledged myself to her completely and that I would serve her anyway she saw fit. She told me that was good, and she was pleased, because that was the last thing I would be able to say for a while. I expected to feel the pressure of a ball gag fit into my mouth but to my suprise she told me to stick out my tongue. When I did, I felt her fingers grab it, and I felt it being slid between what felt like two pieces of wood.
She pulled my tongue until it was out as far as it would go, and slid something back into my mouth until it hit the sides of my lips, pressing them back. Next, I felt the pressure increase on my tongue as she tightened screw on each end. In just a few seconds, I had a clamp on my tongue that was pulling it out of my mouth and that was wide enough to put pressure on my jaws without it slipping into my mouth. She had clamped my tongue! She was right, about speaking, it was a much more effective gag then even the largest ball gag I had used. And whats more, IT HURT! She told me that my tongue was being punished for my back-talking and that this would be a reminder of why I was to be more submissive when addressing her. The next thing she had me do was stand over the small rounded table, and I could feel her attaching cuffs to both my ankles and knees. The table only went up knee high, but held me very firmly in position. Next my wrists were tied to my knees, so I was completely bound and tied motionless to the small table. The next thing I heard was a small, slow clicking noise, and then a pause. Something being screwed to something else, and then more clicking. Soon, I knew what the noise was, as a small dildo started rubbing against my asshole and I felt a slight tingle against my balls. Slowly with each clicking sound, the dildo moved deeper and deeper into my asshole. At the same time, I could feel a v-shaped edge of hard wood pressing against my cock and balls. At first, it was uncomfortable, and slowly it began crushing my balls and digging into my cock. The pain became more and more intense. Finally the clicking stopped. Maria told me that all I had to do was say nicely that I wanted her to stop. She giggled as I tried to speak with my tongue clamped as it was. She thought the whole thing was funny. After trying several times to tell her to stop, she told me she couldn't understand me. I tried again. This time, finally, she told me she understood. I breathed a sigh of relief, maybe she would let me of this contraption. Much to my surprise, she turned the crank again, shoving the dildo deeper and pressing the bar against my cock and balls, crushing them completely.
After cranking the handle, she commented how she was so surprised that I had actually asked for more! And asked if there was anything else she could do for me. I tried to ask her to stop, but again, she told me that she wasn't sure if she should do more or not. I tried to shake my head to say no, and with that she said, that she had never seen a slave respond so negatively to her wanting to stop. She cranked it two more times, and I tried to scream, to no avail. I tried pushing the clamp off my tongue, wriggling free and trying to use my bonds to push me up off the horse, but I got no relief at all. She told me I looked like I was trying to tame a bucking bronco, and called her friends in to watch. In a few moments I heard cheers and laughs for what sounded like a dozen women. Some of them seemed to know who I was, and two were voices I recognized from my class. They cheered "Ride 'em Cowboy" as I bucked trying to get away from this horrible device. After about a half hour or so, the cheering faded, and, exhausted, I was removed from the device. I could feel Maria petting my head and telling me that I was very obedient. She told me I was not to say a word, and then removed the clamp from my tongue. It felt so wonderful just to get my tongue back into my dry mouth. I didn't dare speak, I just sat quietly, blindfolded and waited for her next instruction. Before I knew it she was helping me stand up, and re-cuffing my hands together and attaching them to a hook overhead. I heard a clicking sound again and felt myself being raised slowly to an upright position. I was stretched out so that my feet were flat on the floor, and I was completely secure. She attached a 2 foot spreader bar between my ankles and attached what felt like about twenty pounds of weight to it. She ordered me to stand up on my tip toes, and to hold that position. She informed me that it pleased her. She also told me that if my heels touched the ground, I would be punished. I kept up as long as I could, but eventually, I rested back on my heels.
As I fell back, I felt a sharp sting on my ass, and then another and another and several more. I raised back on my toes, and the whipping continued. After about twenty more blows, it stopped. Maria told me that I had displeased her tremendously by failing to obey. The rule was simple: She had to make it less pleasurable for me to rest then to stay up on my toes. In essence, the whip was just helping her teach me to please her. I fell back on my heels several more times, each time receiving a whipping somewhat more severe than the last. Finally, after I held my position for close to an hour, I was released and slumped down on the floor. Now I was told that I had a reward coming and that I should be very proud of my service. My blindfold was lifted up over my eyes and I saw 6 beautiful women, including Maria, standing before me. Each clad in the sexiet lingerie I had ever seen. Maria explained that they were having a lingerie party outside, and that these were some of the models that had come to the show. She also informed me that they each had something special to give me, that I was to take as the highest honor that I deserved. She pulled my rubber blindfold back down, and positioned me so that I was kneeling. Next, I felt a headband being tightened around my head and buckled shut. I fit very tightly. My wrists were clipped to the cuffs on my knees and finally, my ankles were first tied to a small screw-eye in the floor, and then to the back of the band around my head. As a result, my head was tilted back as far as it would go, and my mouth was pulled open from the strain on my neck. Maria told me I had done very well, and now, my job was ready to begin. She leaned down and ran her finger along my lips, very erotically, and told me that she would be very pleased with my service, if I would act as her human toilet until the party was over. She explained that all the women here would use my mouth to pee in any time they had to go. I was to swallow all of it, and if I performed adequately, she would allow me to use the bathroom at the end of the evening.
If not, she told me that she had a special gag, that ran a catheter from my cock to a ball gag, which would force me to hold it all night, or swallow my own piss. I twisted to get more comfortable, and told her that I would serve her to the best of my abilities. She seemed pleased. She asked the ladies who had to go, and one woman spoke up. Maria showed her over to me and instructed her how to use her human toilet. She introduced the woman as Beth, and told her to squat down on my face, positioning the top of her pussy over my mouth. Then she instructed her to sit, as on a normal toilet. I was literally holding the full weight of this woman on my face. Next she told her to piss as she normally would. She let her stream loose and I gulped as best I could. Having her pussy right on my face, made me grow hard. Maria quickly put an dend to that by resting the sole of her boot on my hard cock, and slowly putting weight on it, until my erection subsided. When Beth had finished pissing, she asked Maria what to do next. Maria told her to flush my tightly gripping one of my nipples and twisting it. I swallowed hard! Next she asked her for toilet paper. Maria instructed her to stand up, turn around 180 degrees and allow me to lick her clean. She also told Beth that she should grab my nipple again and twist it when she was finished. As Beth squated on my face again, I licked furiously, and I also felt, a light tap on my cock from Maria's boot, as I got hard, again, it turned into a firm squashing action, which returned me to my limp condition. I serviced a steady stream of women, drinking their piss, licking them first to cleanliness, and next to orgasm. In fact, when one of the women complemented Maria on the "greatest toilet in the world," Maria told her that I was doing my job perfectly. My jaws were aching, and my lips and tongue were exhausted, but I kept going until there were no more women to service. My nipples were so sensitive that even a rush of air passing by set them on fire, each twist set them burning like an unquenchable flame.
Some of the women were nice, just lightly tapping them when they were done, others derived great pleasure from twisting them viciously. Either way, I was quite happy to be of service. That night, Maria told me that she loved the way I was obedient to her, and as a result, she had gotten me a present. She instructed me to spend the night, and get some rest. She told me tomorrow was a big day, starting at five in the morning. She told me she knew my entire schedule and would make sure I got everything done, but that the morning was hers. I agreed. She asked me how I would like to sleep. I didn't understand the question at first, and then as she removed the cuffs, locks and straps from the closet, it became clear. "Face up, or face down?" I smiled, and told her face up. She smiled and told me she liked that position best as well. She tied me spread eagle to the bed, at the ankles, knees, elbows, and wrists, and attached a collar which was locked to the headboard. She blidfolded me with a beautiful silk scarf, and rubbed lotion on my nipples, cock and balls. She kissed me on the cheek and told me to sleep well. I heard her turn off the light, and the door shut and lock. I fell asleep quickly, dreaming of what tomorrow would hold. CONTINUED IN SCHOOL4.TXT . . . A NIGHT VISITOR, AND WAKING UP TO MARIA!
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