What goes on in your town #1 : Rhea #1

The bell rang her pattern downstairs. 2 times short, 1 time long. He was here. Her heart jumped a little.

It had been the first day of the academic year. She had arrived in her dormroom yesterday, and had breathed a happy sigh. Than she had met up with a friend for a drink, and than gone to bed.

She had not seen him since the end of last schoolyear. Following her final exam, she had had one last session, than threw all the stuff away, and they had made an agreement that during her holidays, when she was home, there would be no contact between them, since it would be too dificult to find the necessary privacy.

Than last Friday she had received a message: "I'll be there at 5PM the first day, followed by a shopping list she had to take care of.

This morning, she had gotten out of bed, and the first thing she had done was to take a hot shower, and to thoroughly shave her pussy bald. Than, after the shower, she had dressed, and walked to the adult store on the other side of town, and bought all the required stuff: Bondage rope, nipple clamps, a dildo, a metal butt plug, lube, quarter cup bra, ball gag,...

She had been in there before, but never had she bought so much stuff at one time. When she had walked into the store she had been pleased to see a women there rather than a man. Behind the counter there stood a hardbodied milf, who minded her own business.

When she had all the stuff, she laid it down on the counter, hoping that there would be no chitchat. The woman didn't speak, but she looked her up and down. "I like this one" she had said as she scanned the butt plug "good size, good weight."

"Uhm, that's good to know I guess", Rhea had stammered.

From the shop, she had marched back home at double speed, her heart pounding in her throat.

In the afternoon she had had her first class of the year, on thermodynamics. Than she had returned to her room, and started fretting about her looks.

She had decided to paint her nails red, and she had wondered a long time whether she should wear pumps or flats. In the end she opted for her sneakers. If he wanted heels, she would change.

She walked down the stairs, to the entrance lobby where visitors where to wait untill allowed entrance.

There he stood, looking somewhat bored. A regular visitor on the first day of college. He smiled at her.

He was Nick, a name which had earned him the nickname "Cave", but in reality, his second name was Johnson.

More relevant to Rhea however, was that he was her master. She opened the door for him, and than he followed her to her dormroom. Once they where inside, he locked the door behind her, and told her to display her acquisitions on her desk.

She laid everything out, and he looked on in a relaxed way.

"Give me the receipt" he said, and when he had gotten it, he paid her the amount in cash.

"Okay, strip" he told her

Rhea was glad that he didn't comment on her clothes, and took off her shirt, shoes, pants and socks. When she had only her panties ans bra on, she briefly looked at him inquiringly.

"Everything, move it" was the answer

When she was naked, he walked towards her, and standing behind her, ran his hands over her D-cup tits.

You should know better than to suppose you can keep your underwear on when I till you to strip" he told her.

"Yes Sir" she demurely responded.

He than ordered her to kneel down, with her back held flat. Supposing that he would spank her, or fuck her, she immediately complied, but he did no such thing.

He just watched her.

After a minute or so, she moved her hea to the side

"Don't, keep exactly like that" he told her. She didn't know how long it took, but after what seemed like an eternity, when she was starting to get cold, and her arms and knees where getting sore, his hands rubbed alongside her body. Cupping her tits, going back down to her pussy, squeezing her butt.

"Spread your ass" came his next order

SHe was surprised, but complied. He ran his finger up from her pussy to her asshole, and than traced her sphincter around, and around.

He walked to her desk, and before she knew what was happening, she was lubed, and he gave her the plug.

"Put it in". She gasped. she had not kept up with anal during the past 3 months, and she wasn't sure she could fit it in still.

SLowly, she got the tip in, than started pushing, and letting it slide back out a little. Pretty quickly she tought she could take it, after a minute or two, she shoved it hard, and all of a sudden she felt her sphincter slide across the thickest part, and gripping the neck tightly.

"Good girl, put some heels on, and than kneel down in front of me."

While she was taking her pumps from her drawer, she could hear him unzip his pants. She knelt down in front of him, with his erect dick right in front of him.

WHen he gave her the sign, she started to suck, only to be interrupted 20 seconds later. His hand was behind her head when he told her to stop.

"This won't work, make a ponytail"

She stood up, and did as she was told. Than she resumed sucking his cock while he stroked her head. Sucking him had a meditative quality, all there was was the rythmic motion of her head, and the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of her mouth. It could have been 3 or 30 minutes when he told her that he was going to fuck her. She lay down on her bed, her pussy dripping wet, and than he fucked her, as he kneaded her breasts, and squeezed her nipples. when he came, he pulled out of her, and shot his load between her breasts.

Laying in bed like that, she felt relieved, relaxed beyond anything she had felt in the last coupld of months.

"I don't have much time today, rub it out, and clean my cock"

"Yes Sir" she told him as she started smearing his cum over her tits. Than, she bend down once more, and sucked his cock briefly again, swallowing any semen still left.

When he was satisfied, he got up, and dressed, while she remained in bed.

"Keep that plug in for at least an hour, you clearly need training" he told her. "And Oh, I don't like the long hair anymore, it Always gets in the way of everything. Go and get a pxie cut tomorrow, I will see you in two days."

And with that he walked out of her room, leaving her with a deep feeling of contentment, but also some worry about the pixie cut.

All events in this written piece are fiction, all pictures are taken from pixabay