A New Learning Experience: Lesson 1

“The first thing you need to learn, Laurie, is control. Any slut can give head, but I am going to teach you much more. By the end of your lessons with me you should be able to give a blow job that would put the best courtesans in Paris to shame. First, restraints. Down on your knees Laurie.”

Laurie slowly got down on her knees watching Mr. Long as he got up from his chair and moved to his desk. He opened the bottom drawer and shuffled though a few things. “Ah, here we are” he said pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “I knew these would come in handy when I confiscated them last year. They are the good kind too, no safety release,” he said as he cuffed Laurie’s hands behind her back. Laurie felt the cold steel against her wrist “The only way to get out is to use the key. You will have to convince me that you have learned something today before I will let you out.”

Laurie tested the handcuffs. Mr. Long was right, there was no safety release. The cuffs were cold hard metal with nothing to protect her wrists from the sharp edges. She tried pulling her wrists apart only once, but it hurt far too much to attempt a second time.

Mr. Long picked up a yellow pencil from his desk and sat back down in his chair facing Laurie. He held it up so she could see it clearly.

“The wood used to encase the graphite of a pencil is soft so that it is easy to shave and create a point. I am sure you have bitten on your pencils often and seen the bite marks that are left. This is a brand new pencil. No chips, no marks, sharpened once and never used. You will hold this between your teeth without breaking it and without leaving a single mark on it. If when I remove it I find any marks at all you will be punished. Five strokes for every set of teeth marks left on the pencil and if you break it….well let us just say you do not want to let that pencil break Laurie. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir”
“Good. Now open your mouth Laurie. Don’t bite down too hard, unless you enjoy punishment.”

Laurie glared at Mr. Long as he stood to place the pencil in her mouth and she was careful not to bite down too hard as she held it between her teeth.

“I can do this,” thought Laurie. “If this is it, I can handle it”

Cold on the back of her neck. Ice. Her body tensed. Her head reared back and her shoulders rose, straining her wrists and causing the cuffs to dig into her skin. She had clenched her teeth. “Surely that was not enough to cause a mark.” She thought but she didn’t know.

Mr. Long sat back in his chair. He had a cup of ice water in his hand that he was sipping casually and a piece of ice held firmly between his thumb and index finger of his right hand.

“You know Laurie, you look adorable like that. Your cute little shirt flared around your knees, your hair in those long pig tails, that pencil between your teeth and your breast sticking out because of your restraints. It is tempting to stop the lesson here, but then you would never learn would you.”

He sat forward in his chair resting his arms on his knees. He was inches away from her now. She looked away.

“Look at me Laurie.”

He put the glass of water on the floor and reached out to grab the end of one of her pig tails. He twirled the end of it in his fingers and reached for her chin which he stroked. His hand move to the edge of the pencil held between her teeth and moved it ever so slightly to relocate the position of her teeth on it. His right hand, holding the ice cube slowly reached to the base of her next and Mr. Long sent it sliding up and down her chest, stopping between her breasts. A shiver went through Laurie and she fought not to clench her teeth but she did not do a good job.

“Stand up Laurie.”

She tried to stand but was unbalanced without the use of her arms. She tipped forward and fought to keep herself erect and in the process forgot about the pencil in her mouth. She finally managed to stand cursing herself all the while for allowing herself to clench down on the pencil again.

“Now sit on the corner of the desk. Good spread your legs a little so they rest on either side of the corner. Excellent”

Mr. Long walked to Laurie and shifted the pencil in her mouth a second time with his left hand, his right still holding the ice cube. Laurie could feel the corner of the desk between her legs and was reminded again of how naked she was without panties. The corner of the desk was reaching her most private areas and she tried to shift her body further back to relive the pressure but Mr. Long held her in place.

She felt the Ice cube on nipple, causing it to harden. He pinched it slightly with his left hand and moved to her other breast. The sensation of the ice was shocking, and a little pleasing. Despite her self she felt her body tense not with cold but with pleasure and she was suddenly more aware of the corner of the desk. The ice cube moved down the center of her chest past her stomach and the feeling made Laurie close her eyes and sent a wave of tension though her body.

Mr. Long lifted her skirt and reached underneath.
“Are you enjoying this Laurie? This is supposed to be a learning experience for you, but I have always prided myself on giving fun lessons that excite my students. Feel free to enjoy this Laurie but do not forget why we are here.”

The ice cube moved under her skirt and Laurie gasped, nearly dropping the pencil and hastily clasped his teeth together again. “Careful” she though. She understood that although he had not mentioned the punishment for dropping the pencil that it would be severe.

Mr. Long began stroking her clitoris lightly alternating his hand and the ice cube. Laurie felt her excitement growing and without intending to, began rocking her hips to his rhythm. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back rocking harder and faster and felt her entire body tense. Her back arched, her body wreathed.

The pencil broke.

A New Learning Experience: Punishment

Mr. Long smiled as her blouse opened and she blushed hesitating for a moment but quickly went back to opening her shirt. As the last button came undone the shirt opened completely and Laurie removed it from her shoulders. Mr. long walked behind his desk and leisurely sat in his chair.

"Very good." he said "Now the bra, and then the panties, but leave the skirt on.... it looks good on you."

Laurie looked away as she did what he asked. She arched her back a little to unclasp her bra and felt her breasts bounce as they were released from the cups. She could not look at Mr. Long while she did this, she was far to embarrassed. She bent forward to remove her panties from under her skirt all the while trying to reveal as little as humanly possible. "I can't believe I am doing this." she though and for a second considered throwing her clothes on and running out the door. But then what? Mr. Long was right. She had cheated on her test she would be expelled, what would happened to her then? Her parents would probably send her to military school. NO, she had no choice she had to do what Mr. Long said, no matter how much she hated it.

Her panties fell to the floor and she delicately stepped out of them. She straitened up again and forced herself to look at Mr. Long. He was staring at her. Head to foot, as though he were appraising her. She had never felt so exposed, so naked in her whole life. She could not bear to thing that her teacher was casually evaluating her naked body. " I have no choice" she thought, "I have NO choice."

"Well now" he said after long hard look at her "Come here." She slowly walked towards him and when she was close enough he reached out and grabbed her writs pulling her town across him lap. She was now bent over his knees with her ass in the air. Mr. Long hand pulled her down so quickly that her skirt had flipped up in the back revealing most of her rear end.

Mr. Long gave a small laugh "You little whore" He lifted the skirt off her ass completely.

"I think 10 stroked is appropriate for your actions. I want you to count them out.
If you miss one you will receive two more to make up for it. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Good girl."

::crack::

Laurie felt a sharp pain across her backside. She arched her back in pain but Mr. Long held her down.

"Laurie?"
"One sir."
"Very good"

::crack::
Laurie bit her lip

"Two sir"

::crack::

"Three sir"

::crack::

"Four sir"
Mr. Long smiled "you are taking this very well Laurie"

::crack::

"Five sir" Laurie could swear that he was hitting harder

::crack::

"Six sir" Laurie had to bite her lip hard to keep from crying out

::crack::

"Seven sir" Laurie’s voice faltered
"What was that Laurie”?
"Seven sir" she said again quickly


::crack::

Laurie cried out

"I can't hear you Laurie"
"Eight sir"
"Good girl Laurie, two more"

::crack::

"Nine sir"
Tears streamed down Laurie face. "One more” she thought "Just one more"
She braced herself for the last strike. But nothing happened. She had just decieded that it would not come at all when

::crack::

She wreathed under Mr. Longs hand as tears poured down her cheeks.

"Ten sir"
"Now that wasn't so bad was it Laurie."

Laurie stood up. "No sir." She reached for her shirt

"What do you think you are doing Laurie?"
"I was just going to-"
"We are not done here. Leave the shirt where it is. We have finished with your punishment but we have not even begun with
Your lesson for the day."

Laurie looked at Mr. Long in shock. How much more did he expect from her today?

"It is clear that you will not get far on your brains Laurie, your test scores have proven that. As far as I can tell you only have one asset and I think it is time you learned to use what you were given to get you further in life. That is what I will be teaching you in our sessions. So, lets begin with lesson one, what to do with your mouth."

A New Learning Experience

Mr. Long held Laurie in after class on Friday. "Come and see me after school today, at about 3:30." He did not look pleased. Laurie was nervous. She was not the best student by far and was not known for good behavior in class. She had gotten in a lot of trouble about a year ago when she was kicked out of her last private school and had resolved to behave, but good behavior was not something that came easily for Laurie. She hardly listened in class and more than one she had been sent to the principles office for chatting in class via text message. Her parents would not be happy is she got into trouble again considering that the only reason St. Mary’s accepted her was because of a large donation on her fathers part. Whatever it was that Mr. Long was calling her in for Laurie decided to resolve without her parents knowledge, no matter what.

At 3:30, after chatting on the quad for thirty minutes, Laurie told her friends she would meet up with them later and headed back into the school. The halls were empty. Everyone, including most of the teachers, had bolted after the final bell at 3 all eager to begin their weekend. Laurie walked up the stairs and down the long hallway to Mr. Longs Classroom. All of the classrooms along the hallway were empty with the lights turned off and Laurie wished she too could be outside in the sun rather than walking toward detention most likely.

Mr. Long’s classroom was at the end of the hallway, and it was the only one still lit. The heavy wooden door was open and she could hear the shuffling of papers as she approached. She stepped into the door and saw Mr. Long sitting at his desk writing, most likely grading papers. He did not look up as she came in but said "come in Laurie, take a seat. I will be finished in just a moment."

Laurie sat in one of the desks in the front row. Normally she sat in the back of the class. She was not comfortable in the plaid skirt she was not comfortable sitting in a desk in her little plaid skirt. She wore it at the length the other girls did, reaching the tips of her fingers as her hands were at her side. As long as she was sitting behind someone she could relax and spread out, but in the front row the short skirt revealed far too much so she had to sit up strait with her ankles crossed.
Mr. Long finally put down his pen and stood up. He walked around his desk at sat on the edge.

"Well, Laurie. Do you know why I asked you in here?"

Laurie had a few ideas, but nothing certain and she was not going to risk revealing more than necessary so she shook her head.

"Your grades these last two months have been...Horrible. You have not turned in assignments and your quiz scores have been very low. I was worried you were going to fail until this last test."

Mr. Long reached over and picked up the top most paper on his desk.

"You did very well on Mondays test Laurie. Strange though, the answers look very similar to Alison’s. How do you explain that?"

Laurie Looked at her feel and said nothing

"I see...Well, this is very serious Laurie. Cheating is against the rules and I am obligated to report this to the principle. '
"I'm sorry Mr. Long, I just-"
"I don't want any excuses Laurie. Cheating is never acceptable and you know that. You are new here, but the rules are the same as your last school. I understand you were expelled from your last school? I think it is only fair to warn you that you will most likely be expelled for this. As I said, I am obligated to report this, but I like you Laurie. I see you are trying hard even if you are not succeeding. Perhaps we can keep this to ourselves."
"Oh thank you Mr. Long, you don't know-"
"Now hold on a minute. I won't report you, but things will have to change around here. I can't have you thinking that this is acceptable behavior. I believe a punishment is necessary in this situation. Also, as your teacher I cannot let you continue this way. You obviously need further instruction than I am able to provide in the classroom. Therefore if I am going to keep this to myself you will have to come in after school once a week to work with me."
"Whatever it takes Mr. Long"
"Good"

He stood up and walked over to Laurie. He put his hand on her shoulder and slid it down her back.

"I will not take it easy on you, do you understand. It will be hard work."
"Um. Mr. Long,"
"And we will have to keep it to ourselves as it is not standard procedure to be in a classroom alone with a teacher after school hours."

As He spoke his hand moved again to her shoulder and then to her chin which he began to stroke

"Mr. Long, I am not so sure I am comfortable with this"

He raised her chin with his hand

"OH, I see. Well, it is your choice Laurie. You can either come in after class for further instruction or you can be exposed as the cheater that you are. I understand that the only reason you were admitted to St. Mary’s is a rather large donation on your father’s part. I believe he will be very unhappy to hear you have been expelled for a second time. Not to mention it will be difficult to find another school to attend after you are exposed."

Laurie lowered her eyes

"I take from your silence that you agree to this arrangement?"

Laurie nodded.

"Good. Well then. Let us establish some ground rules before we begin."
"Today Mr. Long?"
"Of Course today. Unless you have changed your mind?"
Laurie shook her head "No"
"Good. Now then. Rule number one, keep our meeting to yourself. Do not tell any one, it is private and I would like it to remain that way. Rule number two, you will come here every Friday after school at 4:00pm without exceptions. Sessions will be at least two hours long, plan on three just in case we are going something special." He gave her a wink at this. "Finally, you are to fallow every direction I give you precisely. No exceptions. If you do not fallow these rules I will expose you, I will make sure you are expelled, and I will make sure that no other school accepts you. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mr. Long"
"Call me Sir. From now on."
"Yes Sir."
"Good, now stand up. And we will get to your punishment."

He sat on the edge of his desk as she stood and faced him.

"You look very nice today Laurie. But I want your hair in pig tails, now."
"Yes Sir" Laurie took the hair ties from her writs and began to place her hair in pig tails.
"And from now on I want you to bring a pair of healed shoes with you. The higher the better do you understand?"
"Yes Sir." Laurie finished with her hair.
"Much Better. Now then, you need to be punished. What you did was wrong and you know it. It was a very childish thing to do don't you agree?"
"Yes Sir"
"I am a firm believer in letting the punishment fit the crime; therefore I think that you should be spanked. So, please get me the ruler that is hanging on the wall over there. Thank you. And remove your blouse please."
Laurie looked at him in surprise
"Do as I tell you Laurie"
"Yes sir" Laurie began to slowly undo all of the tiny buttons that held her blouse together.

In the Begining

It began with dreams, crazy wild kinky dreams. I began writing them down in a little book (because they are so much fun to re-read.) It was a short jump from these to fantasy stories, the stories of course having less of the insane people and events that my dreams did and of course more kink.

I have always been partial to stories rather than photographs or videos, as I think most women are, and I always have difficulty finding stories that, suit me so to speak. I begin to read thinking "yes, yes, this is good" and then a donkey or electrical wires come out of nowhere and the moment is ruined. I walk a fine like between kink and hard core bondage and it is hard to find stories that go far enough without crossing that line.

Now I write them myself. Here are my stories; I hope they serve you well.