The School...

[jesusmetme]

Sarah wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer. Her leg wrapped around him to pull him even closer. As her hips pounded her pussy into his hand she moaned into his mouth.

"Mmm...please..."

Mark smiled kissing her on the lips he said "don't worry Sarah, i know what you want...you want more and im going to give it to you" he moved his hand away from her pussy standing up her draped across the table before he. Mark un-buttoned his shirt and let it fall off of his shoulders and onto the floor. Leaning forward to return his lips to her.

Mark reached his hands down running a finger along her thighs as he did so to pull his belt from around his waist. He unbutoned and unzipped his trousers letting them fall to the floor. He widened his boxers and let them fall to the ground as well. He Grabbed Sarah by the waist, moving one of his hands to her nipple he squeezed it, still kissing her he broke the kiss to say "Now Sarah, this is going to hurt at first but the pain will not last long" moving forward his cock brushing the tip of her pussy he began to slowly ease into her...

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

Sarah smiled with nervous appreciation as Mark removed his shirt and revealed his well-muscled chest and when he leaned down to kiss her she quickly ran her hands across his shoulders, touching his bare flesh for the first time. However, her anticipation rapidly turned to fear as she watched him remove his belt from his trousers. She shook her head, silently, that was not what she wanted, not now, not gain.

She trusted him and he tricked her, her body tensed she was ready for a fight.

But Mark dropped the belt and let his trousers fall to the floor, with each article of clothing he lost her fear receded, until he was naked and her fear was gone. All that remained was the concern for the unknown but she wanted him, so much, she pushed her concerns aside. As he grabbed her waist and kissed her, his hand squeezing her nipple, she groaned into his mouth

"Now Sarah, this is going to hurt at first but the pain will not last long"

Her brain tensed her body at his words, hurt… pain… But with the feel of his cock at her pussy, the body took control and desire overcame caution as she moved to make it easier for him to enter her.

“Please, you know what I want. Please give it to me.”

She was hot and tight as he eased his way, slowly pushing past the resistance, carefully entering her wet hole. Even as she whimpered, her legs spread wider for him, the pain and pleasure mingling together. He held himself motionless inside her and gave her body time to accommodate him. She reached for his shoulders and nodded her head, looking up at him. She whispered in a low moan, “It feels… you feel so … good.”

 

[jesusmetme]

“Please, you know what I want. Please give it to me.”

Sarah's pussy was hot and tight as Mark eased his cock into her, pushing past her resistance. Her legs spread wider even as she wimpered allowing easier passage into her. He held himself motionless inside her and gave her body time to accommodate him.

Sarah put her arms over his shoulders, nodding her head, looking up at him. She whispered.

“It feels… you feel so … good.”

Mark smiled reaching down to kiss her again before moving his cock out of her and then wlowly moving it back into her, pushing in deeper this time. He could feel Sarahs hips thrusting forwards trying to take more and more, her muscles tightening against him. He moved his cock out again before thrusting in again harder and deeper then before.

Mark moved his hand to her left breast flicking her nipple with his thumb. Mark moved his cock out before bending down to take her right breast into his mouth he thrust down again with his cock burying it in her pussy...he released her breast from his mouth moving his mouth to her ear he whispered

"do you like it Sarah, do you like my cock being buried deep inside of you..."

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

"do you like it Sarah, do you like my cock being buried deep inside of you..."

Sarah could hardly think an answer, she could hardly think at all. All she wanted was to feel, to feel his hands, his mouth, his lips, his tongue, but most of all his cock, inside her…oh god. The deeper he thrust into her the harder her hips rose to meet him, squeezing him inside her.

He pulled out of her and she felt cold, empty. She tried to pull him back to her, make him fill her again. She needed to feel him.

When thrust down into her, filling her again she wanted to scream with the pleasure of it, instead she grabbed on to his shoulders while her hips made shuddering movements against him and the walls of her pussy tried to hold on to him.

She wanted to think of an answer but she could little more than nod her head and moan “Oh, yes.”

 

[jesusmetme]

When Mark thrusted down into Sarah her hands grabbed on to his shoulders while her hips made shuddered against him and the walls of her pussy tried to hold on to him.

Sarah nodded her head and said “Oh, yes.” moan.

Mark started to speed his thrusting up pushing his cock deeper and deeper till he could go no deeper. When Mark could go no deeper he pulled back and slammed his cock into her, Sarahs back arched as her nails digged into his shoulders slightly. He learnt forward running circles around her nipples with his tongue thrusting into her again and again.

Mark could feel her body shaking as moan after moan escaped from Sarahs mouth....Mark bit down on her nipple thrusting his cock harder into her feeling her pussy contract in on him trying to hold him in. But he drew out and slammed into her again.

Marks hand moved to her back as it arched further up he moved his lips back to her mouth kissing her...his cock continuing to thrust in and out of her.

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

The mixture of exquisite pain and pleasure as Mark bit down on her nipple drove a small scream from her lips but did not slow her primal moves, she was driven only lust and the need to satisfy it. If it hurt as he thrust into her again and again, harder and harder each time, she didn’t care, she wanted it, needed it.

Her arms spread out across the table, gasping, reaching for something to hold on to. Her head was tossing from side to side, throwing her hair around like wild snakes. She didn’t know what was happening to her and she didn’t care.

He kissed her. He kissed her and she could feel the length of pressed against her from her neck to her legs. She could smell him and taste him, and like a wild animal, that is what she wanted. She wrapped her legs around him, her heel on his buttocks, pushing him into her. Tears rolled from her eyes, as she moaned and sobbed, she was being overwhelmed by physical sensations as she approached the ultimate peak.

 

[jesusmetme]

Sarahs arms were spread out across the table, her breathing coming out in small gasps. Her head was tossing around her hair being thrown around by her violent head movements.

Mark felt Sarahs heel hit his buttocks pushing him further into her...She moaned and sobbed as Mark fucked her his cock slamming into her with every push. He moved his hands and rested his palms on the table surface around her head he slammed into her harder and harder feeling her pussy walls contract on his cock.

With every slam into her he could feel himself reaching the peak of orgasm, sweat now covering his body his hair draped down over his forehard. He growned in exstacy as he felt his own orgasm build sending waves of pleasure around his body.

He thrust his cock inside of her and kept it there his cock exploding with cum...

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

Sarah reached up and grabbed Mark’s arms as he placed them by her head. Her fingers clutched his forearms, and braced for each pounding thrust he slammed into her, the walls of her cunt twitching and tightening, holding on to his cock.

“Oh, Mark, yes! Yes!”

He growled and with one final powerful thrust, he slammed his cock into her. Sarah screamed as her body responded to the pulsing surges of his cock loading her with his cum. Her walls squeezed and squeezed his cock, wringing every last bit of cum from him as her hips squirmed against him her body braced by the strength of his arms until their bodies ended their climactic shudders .

Sarah looked up at him, trying to read something in his eyes but could see nothing through her tears. Her muscles weak, her body spent, Sarah could do nothing but cry as their mixed juices flowed from her onto the table.

 

[jesusmetme]

“Oh, Mark, yes! Yes!”

Sarahs pussy walls squeezed his cock, tasking every last drop of cum from him as her hips squirmed against him.

Sarah looked up at him, She lay there crying as their juices flowed from her onto the table. Mark pulled his cock out of her letting their mixed juices drop off of it as he collapsed onto the table beside her himself pulling in as much air as possible with his lungs.

he turned over facing her grabbing her waist he pulled her close he back facing her chest he laid his head ontop of hers and whispered into her ear.

"Well done, the first time isn't easy"

He kissed her on the cheek before letting go of her waste he hopped up from the table. He reached down and grabbed his trousers pulling them up he slipped his belt on and put his t-shirt back on.

"now get changed we have plenty of other stuff to do..."

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

"Well done, the first time isn't easy"

Sarah nods as Mark kisses her cheek, and she remains spread out on the table as she watches him dress.

"now get changed we have plenty of other stuff to do..."

Sarah slides off the table and feels their blended cum trickle down her thighs. She tries to hide her sobs as she dresses. She sees the picture she must make – hair in wild disarray, her shirt sticking to her olive oil coated tits, cum running down her legs. She closes her eyes, too embarrassed to look at him. Her cheek flame red as she realizes it felt so good it was worth the humiliation, and she chews nervously on her thumb as she asks…

“Yes? What is next?”

 

[jesusmetme]

Sarah slid off the table and dressed. Sarahs shirt stuck to her olive oil coated breasts. She closed her eyes and chewed on her thumb and asked

“Yes? What is next?”

Mark turned to her looking over her, her nipples could be seen through her top and cum could be seen dripping down her legs "first of all" he started "later today we will be having two visitors. they will be staying for dinner and that is all, you will be present. The dinner will be made by the servants. All you have to do is do what you are told to do." as he spoke he placed his hand on her thigh and raised it up running it along her curves and onto her face he took her chin and kissed her... "understand?"

Mark let go of her chin and span around saying "follow me" in a gruff orderative voice. Leading her across the corridor into another room inside was a body cross and a object in the middle which looked like the edge of a sofa but with a crank at the side and 4 metal poles running into the floor.

Mark walked over to the object and rested his hand upon it "bend over here" he said.

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

She smiled and nodded when Mark kissed her. Yes, visitors, she understood.

She did not understand the reason for his abrupt change in mood or behavior, but when he ordered, “Follow me.” She did, simply because she didn’t know what else to do. Although she hoped for a chance clean herself up. She was mess, she felt so dirty.

Mark led her into a room she had not seen before. As she looked into the room, her eyes widened and she took an involuntarily step back.

When he told her to bend over, all she could do is shake her head and ask, “Why? What are you doing to do?”

 

[jesusmetme]

Mark saw her eyes widen as he spoke his instruction, she took a step back. Her head shook.

“Why? What are you doing to do?”

Marks face turned stern a slightly "bored" look on his face...he approached her and took her hand into his "now Sarah, i don't think i said "ask questions" i said "bend over here" and that is what you are going to do"

He spun around taking her arm with him till he was behind her he raised her arm and grabbed the back of her hair with the other. Pushing her forward and walking with her till they got to the bar.

He bent her over it. He moved both of his hands to her wrists and moved her arms to lock the wrists into circular bars that were opposite.

"Now sarah...that was your little punishment for asking a question. i am not going to hurt you during this process and hopefully you won't cause me too understand?"

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

Sarah yelps as Mark grabs her hair.

His hand still yanking at her hair, her arm pinned painfully to her back, Sarah doesn’t struggle as he walks her to the bar. She sees she made a mistake in questioning him and she knew she was now being punished for it. Only her compliance ever earns a positive response from him.

Bent over and secured to the bar, an unexpected quiver traveled through her body. Mark could see her body tremble with fear.

"Now sarah...that was your little punishment for asking a question. i am not going to hurt you during this process and hopefully you won't cause me too understand?"

She shakes her head, and then nods. “No, sir. I won’t make you hurt me.”

Her anxiety causes tears to well up in her eyes and she stubbornly tries to blinks them away, but one escapes to roll down her cheek. Sarah is terrified and bewildered, filled with indecision. Mark almost seems kind when she obeys him and so brutally cruel when she questions him. She doesn’t want to please him but she doesn’t want to experience his painful punishments. She remembers her passionate cries of only a few minutes ago… a tiny sob is pulled from her lips; she really just wants to go home.

 

[jesusmetme]

“No, sir. I won’t make you hurt me.”

Mark Smiled, resting his hand on her back he said "good Girl" he walked over to infront of her and kneeled down facing her, he saw a single tear roll down her cheek and drop onto the floor. Mark whiped away the stream of liquid left by the tear with his right finger and then moved his hand away from her face.

Mark stood up and moved over to the side, opening a draw he pulled out a long thin object and moved behind her.

Connecting one end of the device to the metal bar he slid her skirt down running his hands over her ass as he did so. he placed the other end at the tip of her pussy so it was just touching her lips. He walked over to the side of the room again he picked up 2 wires with suction pods on then. Going to her head again he slid underneath her and slid her top down so her breasts popped out. Placing his mouth one one and licking it before wetting the other one the exact same way he put the suction pods on them and connected the other end of the wires to the device.

He got out from under her and moved over to her mouse, kissing her on the lips he said "i want to hear you moan again" he moved behind her and flicked the switch on the device, the device and the suction pods started to vibrate.

Mark stood back as the vibration increased and watched.

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

Mark’s kiss and kind words did little to alleviate her fears. Just a little. She obeyed, she relented, and he was kind. So far, it had always been that way, and she was starting to trust. If not trust him, at least trust that rule. It would not hurt, if she did not make it hurt. She believed him, but that did not mean she was going to like what ever was coming next.

She just wanted to go home, go home and cry. She attempted stoicism as he lifted her skirt but her face turned red, as he positioned something touching her pussy lips. When he licked her nipples and attached something to them, she pretended not to notice.

He kissed her and said, "i want to hear you moan again"

Despite the fresh tears of shame on her cheeks, she did not say a word. Whatever it was going to be she did not want to make it worse by saying the wrong thing, by making him angry again.

Her tits! Her pussy! When the sensations started, all she could do was cry harder. She was humiliated by what he was doing to her, by what he was trying to make her do. It was not natural, it was not fair, but the vibrations shooting through her body were making it hard for her to think.

She clenched her jaws tightly together as the vibrations increased. She tried to control her breathing as she draw in air in sharp little bursts through flaring nostrils.

There was no rest, no pause, and no escape; there was only the relentless assault on her most vulnerable flesh. Even as she resisted she could feel it, the pleasure she wanted to deny, was spreading throughout her body. She tossed her head, her hair flinging wildly as she fought her body’s institutive need to respond. She stifled a moan only by biting the inside of her mouth.

She fought a battle she was destined to lose, and the pulsing pleasure fired through her, her head was still as she tried to breathe, her face covered by her tangled hair and her hips bucked wildly in an empty parody of the sex act as she began to moan. And once started, she could not stop.

 

[jesusmetme]

Mark could hear the level of her breathing as the vibrations increased. Her nostrils flared as each sharp burst of air was sucked in thru them. Mark could tell that the pelasure was beginning to overwelm her as she tossed her head. Her hair flailing wildly around.

Her head stopped as he heard her attempts to draw beathe into her mouth, her face covered in her hair her hips buckled wildly. Mark smirked as a moan poured out of her mouth her eyes tightly closed as her body forced the sound out of her.

Mark moved around to her front again and kneeled down...taking her chin in his right hand he watched her moan before applying his lips to hers to absorb the moan into him his mouth forever staying on there till her moan stopped.

When he pulled his lips away he smirked "good girl" he said stroking the side of her face with his hands "i think thats enough for now" he pulled a remote from his pocket and pressed a single button. Instantly the vibration stopped and cuffs holding her in place released "in the room to your right is a shower...clean and dry then you will come back into here. You are to go nowhere else. I will be back shortly with the clothing you will wear for our guests." He waited for acknowledgement before standing up and leaving the room.


She fought a battle she was destined to lose, and the pulsing pleasure fired through her, her head was still as she tried to breathe, her face covered by her tangled hair and her hips bucked wildly in an empty parody of the sex act as she began to moan. And once started, she could not stop.

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

"in the room to your right is a shower...clean and dry then you will come back into here. You are to go nowhere else. I will be back shortly with the clothing you will wear for our guests." Released, Sarah could do nothing, her body still throbbing, as she remained bent over, to tired and sore to move. She could barely understand his words but she nodded her head until he left. Finally alone, she slipped to the floor and cried. She does not know which is worse, the humiliating things he keeps doing to her or the terrible way her body keeps betraying her and responding him. Like a slut, a whore. She achingly stands up and smoothes her skirt down as she stumbles to the shower.

Standing naked under the hot harsh spray, she tries to convince herself that she will feel better soon, that something will happen and she will figure out a way to get out of this hell hole or that her father will save her. The hot water eased her sore muscles as she cleaned herself from top to bottom, washing away the scents of sex, cum, olive oil, and replacing them with the clean fragrance of soap. She dried herself off and combed the tangles out of her straight blonde hair. She found a short white cotton robe and put it on. It was indecently short, barely covering her hairless pussy and exposing the bottom of her ass, but unable to stand the thought of putting the dirty uniform on her clean body, the little robe was better than wearing nothing at all.

She returned to the other room and waited for Mark to give her clean clothing.

 

[jesusmetme]

Mark exited the room leaving Sarah slumped over the bench. He walked down the corridor and into the stairway going down till he came to a door and opened it. The room he walked into was not a corridor but simply a room full of racks and racks of clothing he walked down one of the aisle flicking through the clothing finally picking up a black dress

Dress

He pulled the dress from the rack. Exited the room and went back up the stairway. Back up to the corridor and back into the room. Sarah was standing there in a short white cotton robe Mark walked to the bench laying the dress down and turned to her. Mark walked over to her ndoing the robe and lising it off exposing her body again. The robe fell to the ground "get dressed Sarah, our guests will be arriving soon!"

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

"get dressed Sarah, our guests will be arriving soon!"

Sarah looked at him, as if he was losing his mind but said nothing. The thing he handed her wasn't a dress it was a scrap of lace with a ruffle. She couldn't believe he wanted her to wear this in front of any guests. What would they think of her? She'd look like a little tart.

But, of course she put it on.

Even without a mirror she could tell the little black scrap of lace suited her. It hugged her curves and displayed her tits, seperating them and raising them nearly to her chin, or so it seemed from Sarah's vantage point. Slightly longer than the robe, and only because of the ruffle, it just covered her ass and left bare the length of her slim tan legs. She knew she looked hot in the dress and yes, she looked like a little tart. She wondered before she could stop herself, Does Mark like it? Does he want to fuck her again? The idea excited her and made her cheeks flush bright red.

She tried tried to think of something else, anything else, not that.

"Sir? Is there anything else?"

 

[jesusmetme]

Mark watched her as she looked at the dress. The dress suited her sliming around her curves and displaying her breasts and cleavage. It was undeniable that she looked hot wearing the dress every accent of herself expressed.

"Sir? Is there anything else?"

asked Sarah as she finished getting dressed, her cheeks were red. Mark automactically assumed it was from the tight clothing around her body.

"yes"

he said stepping over to a chair that had a black box on it, opening it he pulled out 2 black heeled shoes and placed them on the floor infront of her. Pulling a small black box out of his pocket he opened it. Pulling a small silver and black flimsy necklace from it. he walked to behind Sarah and said.

Necklace

"lift your hair up"

As Sarah obeyed he lifted his hands over her head and wrapped the necklace around it before clicking it into place he continued.

"put the shoes on, we will then meet our guests. I will then leave you with them for a while whilst i get changed. I have allowed this to happen as i am happy with your progress Sarah i am sure you will be happy to speak to our guests....understand"

Once she acknowledged he walked her out of the door and led her down the stairs till they got to the bottom. Leading her out the door and down a long corridor to some double doors. He pushed them open with both of his hands before walking in. The room was huge, paintings hung and 4 chairs were around a huge table in the center were 2 people already sat, Sarahs mother and father...

"make yourself comfortable sarah" he said before walking off in the opposite direction.

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

Sarah will never understand how all of her blood can rush out of her head and into her cheeks but she is sure that is what happened when she saw her parents sitting at the table. Her cheeks burned with anger, she felt dizzy, light-headed as her vision became a tunnel and all she could see was her father's face. Everything else faded. Certain, she was about to faint, she focused on her father, trying to compose her expression and maintain consciousness.

As the feeling started to pass and her vision clear, she moved as casually as she could to the table. She needed to sit, she needed to think, she needed to buy time.

From her perch above her high-heeled shoes, she leaned down to kiss her father. She kissed him on the lips, her tongue darting out to tease against his lips as she made certain her had the best possible veiw of her tits.

"Good evening, Father. It is so good to see you." She smiles as she sits down next to him, brushing her thigh against his.

She ignores her mother.

Sarah is screaming, she knows she is, she cannot believe no one can hear the screaming in her head.

She bought herself some time. She played it cool, for 2 minutes but she does not know how long she can maintain the pretense. She wanted to scream at him. Throw things at him. Throw herself at his feet and beg him to take her home. But she couldn’t. She wasn’t going to humiliate herself. She had been humiliated enough, but in ways that were beyond her control, she wasn’t going to throw away what little control she retained, what little pride she had left.

She isn’t willing to give up without a fight. She has not yet begun to fight. That’s true, she admits to herself, she could have fought more but decided to wait and let her father rescue her. Fuck! Shit! Damn! She wasted so much time.

Okay daddy, lets see how you and mommy like this.

She rests her hand on his thigh and leans into her father, making sure all he can see of her is her neck and the top of her tits. Her voice is soft she tries to calm the bile in her stomach, “I’ve really missed you, Daddy. Is mommy taking good care of you?”

 

[jesusmetme]

Mark turned around and left the scenario behind him making his way to his room. When he got to his room he found his suit lying on the bed ironed out by the maid. He pulled his clothes off and slipped on the suit undoing the jacket buttons he picket up a thick black cane before making his way back down to the dining room.

When he got there, Sarah was already sitting in between her father and her mother. Mark walked in walking briskly and sat down opposite the three as soon as he sat down a woman wearing a french maids outfit walked into the room pushing infront of her a trolley. The woman placed the plates on the trolley infront of them before walking out.

"Well" said Mark "I think we should get down to business. I assumed when you requested for a visit you wanted to see how her progress has started. I will put it lightly at the moment she is near embarrasing, yes she has the looks and the sex appeal but she can barely hold back an orgasm yet alone hold her moans. She has gotten better since she arrived, last night she recieved her first punishment which i think put the realisation in her mind." Mark finished picking up his fork "you may eat sarah" he said before picking up a piece of pork and popping it into his mouth.

"hmmm i do not understand, she seemed like such an obedient girl at home" said her father. Mark looked at Sarah a stubborn look on his face "it is not your fault sir, i believe her mother neglected her early training....i assume she will be punished. As for Sarah, lying to your father was a grave mistake, i HATE lying. You will be punished." Mark stood up moving to the other side his black cane in his hand he raised his hand up and bought it down slamming into the back of her mothers head. Her mothers head slammed into the table the plate went spinning. Mark kept his hand on the back of her head and raised her dress up with the other before letting go and pointing the end of his cane at sarah "spank her!"

 

[impish_pixie]

Sarah

Sarah reacted with shocked disbelief when Mark brought his hand down on her mother's head. She jumped to her feet as her mother's face on the table sent the dishes flying. Her mouth open, her eyes wide and scared, her breathing heavy and hard, she shakes her head.

"spank her!"

"No... I won't" her head still shaking.

"Mom? Are you ok?"

Finally, everything she has tried to keep inside comes out in fury. Sarah has taken all she can and she snaps. She didn't want to but she couldn't stop.

"NO! I won't! You people are fucking insane! You could have broken her nose or given her a concussion."

She turns on her father.
"What kind of man are you? You are fucking piece of shit! How can you sit there and let someone treat your family this way? You are disgusting. I can't believe I once thought you were a hero!"

She turns back to Mark.
"Oh my god, you! You are a perverted monster who gets off on power-handling the weak. Why don't you be a man motherfucker and pick on someone your own size?"

 

[jesusmetme]

"Oh my god, you! You are a perverted monster who gets off on power-handling the weak. Why don't you be a man motherfucker and pick on someone your own size?"

Mark smirked, his hand letting go of her mothers head, he chuckled before saying

"ahhh there it is...so there is fight still left in you Sarah haha. This whole little "lovely dinner" was a little wickle setup for you Sarah. I knew you were hiding something and now it has come out, Are you alright Alice?"

Sarahs Mother raised her head from the table and nodded it. "good" said Mark pointing his cane at her father "you may leave" Sarahs Father took Sarahs mother by the arm and led her out.

"right then Sarah" slamming his cane down onto the table and letting go of it so it rolled off onto the floor. "now realise, your mother came here today KNOWING what happens here. She brought you to this school KNOWING what goes on here. infact one of my old friends taught her do you think she really gives 2 flying shits about what is happening. She knows this is best for you, earlier when you put that dress on. You felt sexy i could tell so i can either punish you or give you what you want..."