Teacher's Pet

Continued from: School Ties

A Sarah Jane story

As Mandy and I stepped into the classroom, the sight that greeted us was one of pure vulnerability. There, seated near the teacher's desk, was my beloved Russell, naked from the waist down and tightly bound to the chair. His chastity cage glinted in the fluorescent light, a stark reminder of his utter helplessness in the face of our feminine allure. 

Beside me, I heard Mandy's sharp intake of breath, followed by a delighted giggle. "Oh, Sarah," she breathed, her eyes wide with wonder, "is that really his...you know?" I chuckled, amused by her naivety and innocence. 

"Indeed it is, my lovely," I confirmed, my voice dripping with a cocky ownership. "That little metal prison is all a girl needs to get whatever she wants. Isn't that right, young man?" 

Russell's face contorted with a mixture of shame and longing, his eyes frantically darting between Mandy and I, and the outfits we were in. "Y-yes, Ma'am," he managed to squeak out, his voice thick with humiliation. Mandy and I started kissing, but curiosity got the better of her and she broke away from my lips. 

Mandy took a tentative step forward and knelt down before him, in a perfect, submissive blowjob pose (what a little temptress she is!). "Can I...can I touch it, Sarah?" she asked, her hand already reaching out towards the gleaming steel. 

I smiled indulgently, nodding my permission. "By all mean, sweetie," I encouraged her. Mandy's little hands brushed against the cool metal bars, eliciting a gasp from deep within Russell's throat. She traced the contours of the device, marveling at its simple design and the way it seemed to pulse beneath her touch. 

"It's so...small," she teased, her lips curling into a vengeful smile. 

I reached down and grabbed the cage firmly, giving it a gentle tug that made Russell gasp out loud. "You see, my sweetie, this isn't just about physical restraint. It's about psychological domination, breaking him down with denial until he is nothing more than a dribbling slave. 

"I think I'm starting to see the appeal, Sarah. I'm so wet right now," she giggled, her hand joining mine to stroke the metal cage.

"Really?" I challenged her, "lemme see," and I pushed her playfully over one of the school desks. With a flourish, I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of Mandy's delicate panties, slowly sliding them down her smooth thighs. 

I could see the soaked gusset of them, a testament to her growing arousal. Russell watched, transfixed, as I brought the soiled panties to his face, allowing him a brief moment to inhale the intoxicating scent of Mandy's desire before stuffing the silky material into his eager mouth. 

With the makeshift gag in place, I was sure he would remain relatively silent throughout our little show. I turned my attention back to Mandy, my eyes drinking in the sight of her glistening, bare pussy, now fully exposed to my hungry gaze. 

"Spread your legs for me, sweetie." I commanded softly in a sultry purr. Mandy complied without hesitation, parting her thighs to reveal the swollen, pink flesh of her beautiful pussy. 

After spending some time with my ass in Russell's face and my tongue lashing at Mandy's clit, I gestured for her to lie down on the floor. I positioned myself above her, my knees on either side of her head, my own soaked pussy hovering tantalizingly close to her eager mouth. 

We brought each other to a simultaneous orgasm that echoed through the room, losing ourselves in the symphony of our shared pleasure. I helped Mandy up, guiding her to the nearby desk. With a firm hand on the small of her back, I bent her over the polished wood, lifting her skirt to expose her recently whipped bum. 

I retrieved a strap-on from the teacher's desk and fastened it around my hips, relishing the feeling of power that coursed through me as I prepared to claim Mandy as my own. With a single fluid motion, I plunged deep into her welcoming cunt, her moans of desire mingling with Russell's muffled cries of frustration. 

I grabbed her ponytail as a handle and set a punishing pace, my hips slapping against her sore ass with each powerful thrust. 

As I continued to fuck her relentlessly, I reached beside me to yank the panties from Russell's mouth. His jaw fell open, his chest heaving with ragged breaths as he watched me bring the glistening dildo to his lips. 

"Suck it," I ordered, my voice firm with authority. 

The debauched scene played out something like this...

...with multiple trips back and fourth between Mandy's pussy and Russell's mouth, until she shuddered her way into another orgasm. 

With her pussy still contracting and pulsating, I slowly re-entered her and gently treated her to a few more thrusts, while looking back at Russell deviously. 

"Don't worry my pet," I purred to him, my voice laced with dark promise. "Your turn will come soon enough. But for now, be content with the knowledge that you have pleased your Mistress and her friend, and that is reward enough."

Just then, Mandy embraced me in a warm hug, asking bashfully, "Mistress, can we do this again?" 

'Mistress' she chose to call me...huh.

It looks like this Mistress has a new pet!

Sarah Jane 💟

Continued in: Caesar Sunday