Author: SirAeghann
Thursday morning rolled into the world as it turned and the gray light of the early morning filled the Earth. Arthur's bedroom was shielded against it by thick curtains, but he woke before his alarms to someone shifting their weight on his mattress. It was a gentle wake-up compared to the klaxon that normally roused him from slumber, so he greeted the waking world with his eyes closed and a soft smile on his face. Selene's body pressed against his left thigh, and her hand ran up the inside of his right thigh before coming to his cock. Her breath warmed it and woke it, and then she took it in her mouth and let her tongue play with it. She stroked the underside of his cock with her tongue until he was fully hard.
"Good morning, slut." Arthur reached down and stroked her hair with his left hand.
She pulled away from his dick for a moment. "Good morning, Master."
Arthur could hear the smile in her voice even with his eyes still closed. She went back to what she was doing. Arthur sighed and opened his legs a little by moving his right to give her more access.
Selene pulled her mouth off his cock and moved so that she was lying face down between his legs. She stroked him slowly and gently and brought her lips to the base of his cock. She kissed, licked, and teased the bottom of his shaft while she stroked him, occasionally dipping down to play with his balls.
Arthur sighed contently and raised his hands to place them under his head. The ultimate pose of relaxation. With his eyes closed, every touch from Selene felt intense and electric. He could feel her body pressed against him and her arms spread over the tops of his thighs. The touch of her lips to his shaft was electric. The slight pressure from her nails on his hip was delightful. The slow and steady stroking of his cock with her other hand was pleasurable.
"Such a good girl." Arthur sighed. He felt goosebumps break out on Selene's arms in response. He felt the tiny hairs stand on edge and change how they felt against him. He smiled at being able to inflict pleasure with only his words.
"Recite your slave mantra." Arthur commanded. "I want you to say it every morning when you wake up and every night when you go to sleep, like a prayer, whether I'm there or not."
Selene's breath caught for a moment, but she exhaled into her kiss on the underside of his shaft and gave it one last playful kiss before answering. "Yes, Master." She kept her stroking hand moving steadily as she began the recitation.
"I am your slave, and you are my Master. I am yours to play with and yours to control." Selene said before she moved her hand to the base of his shaft and took his cock back into her mouth. Her lips came halfway down his shaft, formed as tight a seal as she could muster, and she sucked hard as she brought her lips to the bottom of the mushroom, pushed back down, and then came back up, popping off his cock with an audible pop.
"I will eagerly see to your needs and serve you with my whole heart." Selene's voice was breathy now as she got her breath back from her little demonstration. "I eagerly give you my body and want you to use me as you see fit." She licked the underside of his cock once more in one long stroke of her tongue.
"I wear the signs of my submission with pride." Selene's voice told Arthur she was smiling. He still hadn't opened his eyes, but he could picture the plain leather band around her throat that she refused to take off. "I eagerly obey you in all things. I know that you will take care of me as my Master."
Selene kissed the base of his cock. "I am your slave, Master. Your plaything. Your fuck toy. Your pet. I am whatever you need me to be to bring you pleasure, and I will seek to bring you pleasure in all things." Her mouth gently suckled on his balls.
"I am owned, cared for, and safe with you, Master." Selene sighed. "Please, Master." She whispered. "Use your slut."
Arthur opened his eyes and looked down. She looked up at him from over his hips and behind his cock. She kissed his shaft again and massaged it with her lips as she kept stroking him. He was rock hard, but the languid pace was too enjoyable to rush. He was in no hurry to cum, if anything was left in the tank after the last two days. He smiled at her, and she smiled back.
"I had a dream of you." Arthur told her while she continued. She did not question him, but she understood that he would elaborate if she let him. She moved to swallow his cock again and tried to press her face as far down as possible while still stroking him with her hand.
"Mmm." Arthur exhaled. "We were on a trip somewhere together. A field trip to some Museum." That was obviously not the important or most memorable aspect of the dream. "And you were on a leash that I held, walking behind me as we looked at the exhibits, but the exhibits were all different scenes of porn with our friends as the actors instead of the normal porn actors. It was... an interesting dream." Arthur smiled.
"It sounds wonderful, Master." Selene gasped and then went back to pleasuring him with her mouth.
"Doesn't it?" Arthur almost chuckled. "When we finished our museum tour, you became one of the exhibits. I tied your leash to a stand and tied you to the display with some rope, and then it was our friends' turn to come and gawk at you. You were quite the conversation piece."
Selene blushed, but her efforts increased in their pace and pleasure with every word he spoke. Arthur could feel himself pressing closer to the edge, and he was eager to cum, but he held it back.
"I know you don't want everyone to know that you're a slut, but I think you rather enjoy the idea of being seen and watched." Arthur smirked slightly. "I don't find the idea repulsive." He offered. "Maybe we can figure out a way to do both. Let you be the object of people's admiration, let them watch you and know you're my slut, without giving away your identity."
There was a fire in her eyes as she placed her hands against his hips and plunged her lips down to the base, taking him in her throat as she swallowed thickly against the intrusion. She did her best but could only hold it for a few seconds before she came up again and gasped for air.
"Would you like that?" Arthur asked idly.
"I obey my Master." Selene answered. "I'm a good girl. A good slut."
"Yes, you are." Arthur agreed.
Silence reigned for a few moments. Selene continued throating him off and on while Arthur laid back and relaxed, enjoying the show and the sounds she was making as she alternated between gagging on his cock and gasping for breath.
"Have you played with yourself?" Arthur asked.
"No, Sir." Selene answered after popping off his cock for a second. "I haven't asked for permission."
Arthur smiled. "Good girl. It looks like last night's punishment actually taught you something."
"Yes, Master." Selene answered and then dived back onto his cock.
"You're getting better at that." Arthur sighed. "They say practice makes perfect. Given a few more sessions, we can make you the perfect cocksucker."
Selene's eyes sparkled with all the signs of a smile.
"Are you wet?" Arthur asked a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Do you want to touch yourself?"
"Yes, Master." Selene answered after a few moments, lifting her face off his cock, and then plunging back onto it.
"So why haven't you asked permission?" Arthur asked, almost laughing at the comical breaks his questioning forced her to take from sucking his cock.
"Because I did not want to make this about me, Sir. I wanted to do something nice for you and wake you up the way a slave should wake her Master." Selene didn't even hesitate in her answer. She'd thought about it and convinced herself not to ask for her own pleasure. Arthur smiled. It was the thought that counted in any gift.
"And what if I want to fuck you?" Arthur asked.
"Then please do, Sir. Please. Fuck your slut as hard as you like. Let me wake you up with whatever hole you would prefer to use." She was pumping him hard and fast with her hand now, but that didn't stop him from sitting up, reaching down, and lifting her up.
Arthur slid out from under her and came around to the foot of the bed. Standing on the still-warm blankets she'd used for a bed, he pulled her by the hips until her legs came over the foot of the bed. Then he tapped the back of her knees until she placed them both on the edge. He spread them for her, lowering her toward the mattress. He pushed down between her shoulder blades until she was face down against the bed and turned her head to breathe. Then she felt his tip slide against her lower lips, and she bit her lip as she exhaled and shuddered.
"Please, Master. Fuck me." She whimpered. "Please. I need it. I need you, Master. I need your cock inside me. Fuck your fucktoy, Master. Fuck me hard, and make me beg to cum."
Arthur tightened his grip on her hips in response and wedged the tip of his cock between her slick lower lips. He wanted release too, but teasing her a little seemed to elicit a stronger reaction when she finally came, so he let the moment stretch between them. She was panting in anticipation and wiggled her hips a little or tried to. Arthur held her fast.
"Pleaaase." Selene whined. "Pleeeeeeaaaaaaase, Master?" She gripped the sheets in anticipation, her knuckled white on either side of her head.
Arthur didn't answer but slowly started to push into her. He let the seconds slide by into inches until finally, he came to rest with her ass pressing against his pelvis and his cock pushing into her from below and behind. He moved her back with his hands, just a few inches. Then he slammed her to the hilt again, eliciting a gasp from her.
He did it again, but he paused when he slid her away and brought his hand down on her right ass cheek with a loud slap. He could already see the red mark forming when he heard a moanful "Thank you, Sir." He repeated the spank with his other hand on the other cheek, and again he received a heartfelt "Thank you, Sir."
He slammed into her again, and she nearly shuddered her breath. Then he repeated, withdrawing her to an inch away, and delivering two spankings. She greeted each with a separate "Thank you, Sir." Until he increased the rate of his spankings so much that she could hardly keep up, and she was just repeating, "Thank you, Sir!" In a desperate breathless loop of pleasurable cries.
Each spank hit harder than the last until her ass was a canvas entirely made of red, and every movement sparked pleasure within her until, finally, her body could resist it no longer.
"Please, Sir, may I cum?" Selene begged. "Please? Please?" She was desperate for release, and he could feel it in her body almost as effortlessly as he could hear it in her voice.
"Cum for me, slut." Arthur growled as he stopped his spanking, gripped her hips, and started fucking her earnestly. She lasted a matter of moments before she cried out, and her body spasmed against him. He felt her clamp down on his cock as he pushed through and buried it into her. Her body was instinctually trying to milk his cock, but he held back. He wasn't ready yet.
Finally, he felt the waves of spasm stop, and he felt her taut muscles go limp against him. He pulled out of her slowly, gently, and let her catch her breath. To his surprise, she didn't hesitate but immediately sank to her knees and devoured his cock, impaling her face on it with ferocity as he staggered back, held in place by her grip on his waist that refused to let go.
He gripped her braid and pulled her off his cock with one long pull, even as she strained against him. "Please, sir. Let me suck your cock." She panted.
"No." Arthur's voice was grim and determined. "I want you to unload me on your chest." He explained. "Kneel, lean back against the bed for support, and use both hands until you're covered in my cum."
"Yes, Master." She agreed eagerly as she took the position, her knees spread as wide as she could make them, which was nearly lateral, and she used both hands to pump his cock toward her, pointed just below her chin. "Please, Master, cum on your slut. Coat me. Mark me as your little cumslut. I want to be your cumslut. I want to feel your hot cum against my skin. I want you to cover me in your cum from head to toe. Make me yours."
Selene's encouragement seemed to work. She felt the pulse in his cock against her hands before she saw the jet of cum shoot from his cock and splatter against her chin and collar bone. She pointed the next blast lower, smacking the top of her breasts, her right tit, her left, and the last explosion against her stomach. His softening cock was still slick, but she cleaned it with her mouth eagerly and then wiped the jizz from her chin into her mouth. Then she reached for the next bit until Arthur stopped her.
"Stop." He commanded as he stared down at her. "I want to take your picture. Are you alright with posing for a little photo, slave?"
"Yes, Master." Selene said without hesitation.
"I can edit out your face or take it with your phone if you're more comfortable." Arthur offered.
"Whatever you desire, Master. I trust you." Selene assured him.
Arthur smiled. Then he reached over to the dresser, picked up her phone, and activated the camera since it had the camera feature accessible without unlocking the phone. He snapped four pictures from different angles, each causing the smile on his face to grow. Selene stared straight into the camera for each one, a devilish smile on her face. Somehow, she felt the sexiest she'd ever felt, knowing how happy she'd made Arthur.
Arthur sat on the edge of the bed and passed her the phone, so she could flip through the photos he had taken. She stared at them for a moment, almost in disbelief. It was almost like she was looking at a more authentic version of herself than she'd ever seen. Yet, she had no idea how to explain that to Arthur or anyone else. She turned off the phone and looked up at Arthur from her kneeling position on the floor.
Selene giggled. "May I clean off now, sir?"
Arthur smirked. "No." He reached over, picked up the white dress he'd picked out for Selene to wear yesterday, the one already invisibly stained with their commingled juices, and handed it to her. "Put this on. It ought to soak in some of the juice. Otherwise, I want you to let it dry on you. I want you to wear it all day today, an invisible mark of your submission to me."
Selene inhaled slowly and closed her eyes. "Yes, Sir." She said softly.
Arthur nodded as he watched her put the dress on and then stand up. She patted a few spots on her torso where the cum was drying. Then she looked at the clothes but asked before putting them on. "May I get dressed for the day, Sir?" Arthur had already picked out her thong, bra, socks, and shoes to go with the dress. He nodded, and Selene set about getting dressed as he checked his phone.
"Do you have plans for today, Master?" Selene asked as she stepped into her thong.
"The usual." Arthur answered as he looked away from his phone to watch her slide the thong straps up her lithe legs, moving the skirt of her tank dress up as she slid the elastic over her hips. "Work, then class, then work again, then a late lunch, then class, then work again, then a night class that I can't skip tonight." He smirked. Skipping night classes was the worst since they were once a week.
"Will I see you tomorrow before your date with Kelly?" Selene asked innocently.
"Maybe." Arthur answered honestly. "If I still go on a date with Kelly, that is." He added. "If I don't, I'll let you know. We can play some more. Otherwise, my next bit of free time won't be until Saturday, late morning, or early afternoon. I have to leave at about 3 to make dinner with my folks."
"Of course." Selene nodded as she finished clasping her bra beneath her dress. "But we can text... right?"
"Absolutely." Arthur nodded. "I don't have much signal at work, but it's been working so far, right?" He smirked. They both knew that they were getting ready to say goodbye for the longest time since they'd started playing together, and neither liked it very much, but neither offered a solution.
"May I make you breakfast?" Selene asked.
"Don't you have an early class?" Arthur asked as he checked his phone. She had about half an hour before her class started, so she needed to leave soon if she would make it.
"I was hoping you forgot about that." Selene smiled softly. "Really, it's okay if I skip. I would rather keep playing."
Arthur laughed. "I know, but, Selene, honestly. There's only so many times I can cum in a day." He shook his head. "Let me recharge, and it'll be worth it. I promise."
Selene pouted in the increasingly cute way she did and swayed from side to side a little, but eventually, she gave in. "Yes, Master." She sighed. "I guess I'll go to class and be a responsible student and all that."
"It'll pay off one day." Arthur suggested. "At least that's the hope."
"But you should grab a slice of the pizza or something for breakfast," Arthur suggested. "There's plenty for a quick breakfast in there."
"That's okay." Selene assured him. "I'll grab something in the cafeteria after class."
"Alright." Arthur shrugged. "Just make sure you eat."
"Yes, Sir." Selene giggled as she stepped closer to him. "Can I kiss you?"
"Of course." Arthur answered as he stood up and took a step toward her. He realized as he did it that she was clothed and he was naked, but it didn't bother him. It didn't bother her except for how her eyes took a second to lift to his. He bent forward and kissed her tenderly, pouring some gratitude and tenderness into the lips that usually met in passion and heat. Selene noticed the difference but didn't comment on it. Her face was flushed when she stepped away.
"Thank you again, Master. For... For everything." Selene said softly as Arthur made his way to the dresser and pulled out clothes.
"You're welcome." Arthur patted her gently on the behind, which caused her eyes to close slowly, and sparkle as they looked at him. She could still feel the ache from the spanking he'd given her that morning, and the tap he gave her just now was like a flare among the embers.
"Have a good day at work, Master. And at class." Selene said as she headed toward the door.
"You too." Arthur said as he followed her out of the bedroom and into the living. She double-checked that she had all her stuff and then kissed him again. The kiss lasted several moments longer than the previous one, and it was just as tender.
"I'll do my best to keep focused in classes, but no promises, Master." She giggled. "I love calling you that, by the way."
"I can tell." Arthur grinned as he looked at her. "It's only fair. I love calling you different names too, my little slut."
Selene blushed and started toward the door. She stopped, stepped back toward him, kissed him quickly on the lips once more, and then moved quickly as if she might change her mind again and finally made it through the door and into the stairwell.
Arthur stood staring at the closed front door to the apartment with a goofy grin for at least two full minutes. It wasn't until his Fitbit buzzed that he snapped out of it. Selene had sent him a message, and he opened it to find one of the pictures he'd taken of her earlier. She was leaning back against the foot of the bed on her knees, looking up at the camera with a broad smile on her face, her body exposed, and her chest covered in glistening jizz.
Slut: I like this one the best. You should make this my contact photo on your phone.
Master: I just might do that. Don't text and drive.
Slut: Yes, sir.
Arthur shook his head, laughed, and then started the rest of his day.
His morning classes and office hours passed without incident until a phone alarm went off at precisely 12:01 PM. The alarm name read: Selene's Task Deadline. Arthur was in his office at the time, sitting at his desk that looked out over the bay of other student-worker desks. Most of the office folk were gone for lunch. Only Mindy remained, and the two of them would work and cover the phones until their late lunch break at 1.
"I have to step outside for a moment. I'll be right back." Arthur said as though he were speaking to a room full of people. Mindy looked over to him when he spoke, and she nodded. Today, she looked professional in a short-sleeve white blouse and black pencil skirt.
"Okay." Mindy answered as she watched Arthur leave. He was looking good today in a pair of black slacks with a tightly tucked collar shirt. Once the door was closed, she went back to her work.
Arthur scrolled through his and Selene's conversation to double-check, but a smile spread across his face once he realized he was right. He gave Selene a task yesterday to text him five fantasies she wanted to try and act out before noon today. She'd sent four yesterday and then forgotten about it. Now it was 12:02, and she hadn't completed it. He couldn't help his smile as he texted her.
Master: Time is up, slut. It looks like you're one fantasy short.
Her response was almost immediate.
Slut: What?
Master: The task I gave you yesterday. You were to text me five fantasies by noon today. You sent me four.
Slut: Do any of the fantasies I told you about last night count?
Master: Did you text them to me?
Slut: No.
Master: No...?
Slut: Sorry. No Sir.
Master: I'm going to have to punish you. You must complete the tasks I assign you.
Slut: Yes, sir.
Her lack of protest was not surprising. Arthur could feel himself starting to harden in his slacks as he thought about how he might remind her to complete a task when he gave her one. This was slightly problematic because he was standing in a hallway outside his office, but there was no one around at the moment.
Master: I'll let you know when I've thought of something.
Slut: I can always come over tonight, or we can meet up after your evening class?
Master: We'll see.
Arthur smirked, then put the phone back in his pocket and headed back into the office. Mindy watched his return with apparent interest, then returned her attention to her computer once he returned to his desk. How he wished Selene were under it, strapped to the underside of his desk, sucking him off while he worked. Now there was a fantasy for the list.
"Arthur?" Mindy asked, breaking the silence of the office with a soft request. Arthur sighed. There was always something she needed help with.
"Yes, Mindy?" Arthur looked up from his desk.
"I was just wondering..." Mindy started, then hesitated. Then seemed to not be able to continue her question.
"Yes?" Arthur asked again.
"Are you single?" Mindy rushed through the question, and it took Arthur a second to realize what she'd asked.
"Uh... yeah. Technically." Arthur answered.
"Technically?" Mindy asked.
"Well, I have a date tomorrow night, but we've only been on one date together so far, so it's not like we've talked about exclusivity or anything. I'm... I'm dating, but I'm not anyone's boyfriend." Arthur shrugged. "Why? You need relationship advice or something?"
Mindy seemed unsure how to answer but eventually nodded and shrugged. "Yeah, something like that."
"What's up?" Arthur asked.
"Well, there's this guy I like, and I want him to ask me out, but he doesn't seem to pick up any of the hints I give him, and I saw him with someone else the other night, and I'm worried that if I don't do something soon he'll be taken by this other girl, and I'll have missed my chance." Mindy explained.
Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment, but it was only a few seconds before he offered a solution as a wise and experienced upperclassman might point out the obvious to a Freshman. "Why not just ask him out?"
Mindy seemed to straighten up at that and thought about it. "I guess I hadn't thought about that." She hesitated. "I'm... my family is a little more traditional. I was raised with the expectation that guys were the ones who did the asking."
"Understandable." Arthur nodded. "But it's the 21st century and all that. If you really like a guy, and you're worried that he's missing the hints - direct communication is probably the best way to make it clear you like him. Communication is key, as corny as that is." He chuckled, and Mindy laughed. "Who's the lucky guy?"
Mindy hesitated. "I don't want to jinx it." Mindy shook her head. "You take lunch at one, right? Do you want to have lunch together at the cafeteria, and we can talk more about it off the clock?"
"Sure." Arthur shrugged. "I should get back to work anyway." He chuckled. "So should you."
"Yes, boss." Mindy smiled and turned back to her computer.
The rest of the hour passed with background music filling the silence as they worked until people began trickling back in from lunch or class. Arthur couldn't help his daydreams of Selene as he worked. He could picture her, naked, with her butt on the floor, legs folded to either side of her, pressing her clit into the floor, and her wrists strapped to the underside of the desk. Her mouth open, eagerly waiting for him to fill it with his cock so that she could milk him with her tongue while he worked - or tried to work.
It was a fantastic fantasy, and he was hard throughout most of the hour thinking about it without the chance for relief. If it weren't for agreeing to have lunch with Mindy, he might have slunk off to the bathroom to spend his lunch masturbating to Selene's lewd picture, sexting her, or maybe asking her to meet him for a quickie in the storage closet of his office. All good fantasies for the future that did not help him find relief now.
"Are you ready for lunch?" Mindy's voice cut through his daydreams and brought him back to reality. She stood at the edge of his desk, her hand on its corner, waiting for him.
"Sure, let me just finish this up real quick...." He said as he finished inputting the form he was working on. Focusing on nothing but work for a moment, and thinking about something entirely unrelated and unsexy, helped him soften so that he wasn't tenting his slacks when he stood up.
Mindy smiled and nodded toward the door. Arthur stood and walked toward it, holding it open for her and then walking beside her through the hallways as they made their way out of the office building and down the campus walk toward the cafeteria building.
"Was the food good last night?" Mindy asked with a smile, breaking the silence between them.
"It's always good." He chuckled. "Sorry if I was off last night. I was just surprised. I didn't know you were related to Charlie."
"It's kinda weird that you're on a first-name basis with my dad." Mindy laughed. "But then again, I guess everyone is."
Arthur chuckled. "He's open late and has cheap food." He explained. "I've spent many a night studying there. I like the atmosphere, the fish tanks, and your dad's pretty friendly. He likes to get to know all the regulars, I guess."
"He loves running that restaurant." Mindy agreed, though her tone wasn't as cheerful as Arthur's when mentioning it.
"Do you often work there?" Arthur asked as they passed some friends who nodded to Arthur and passed them by.
"I would help in the kitchens during the summers, which sucked." Mindy laughed. "And I probably will this summer unless I can sign up for summer hours at the office."
"You prefer the office?" Arthur asked.
"You're asking if I would prefer working in a nice air-conditioned office instead of a sweltering kitchen over the summer?" Mindy smirked.
"Fair point." Arthur laughed.
"I'm glad you enjoy the food, though. You ordered quite a lot of it."
Arthur looked over at her as they walked. She was smirking and looking back at him. He shrugged. "Well, I had a friend over last night, and we still had some leftovers."
"I thought I saw somebody else with you." Mindy nodded. "When you first opened the door I... I thought I saw someone by the coffee table, with some uh... interesting things on it."
Arthur looked surprised as he looked away from her and toward the looming cafeteria building.
Mindy was blushing, but it didn't redden her skin any. Her face turned darker, and her eyes looked down at the paved walk beneath their feet. Her heels clicked as they walked. Laughter and random snippets of conversation from a group of passing students filled the silence for a moment.
"It was something of a dare." Arthur tried to explain. "I'm sorry if any of that made you uncomfortable. I didn't know it'd be you delivering the food."
"Oh, no." Mindy protested. "I wasn't offended or uncomfortable." She said quickly. "I was... intrigued?"
"Oh?" Arthur asked rhetorically, but the question still hung between them as he reached the doors to the cafeteria building and held the first set open for her. She held the second set open for him. The sound of her heels clicking changed tone as they moved from the pavement to the tile and made their way to the dining hall.
"Yeah. I mean... It looked like an interesting set of... things." Mindy was clearly unsure what to call the instruments of pain and pleasure that were laid out in presentation the last time Arthur and Selene played.
The idea was to tease Selene a little, giving whatever delivery guy a teasing view of her clothed but braless body kneeling on the other side of a coffee table laid out with their toys for the evening. Instead, it had been Mindy who delivered the food. Although Arthur had recovered from his surprise after a moment and tried to block the door opening with his body, the moment or two of stunned surprise had evidently allowed Mindy to get a peek of what was on the table.
"I had a boyfriend who was into some things like that." Mindy tried to pass it off like it was no big deal but stopped as they were now in line for the cafeteria, and there were people around.
"Yeah?" Arthur asked, not sure of how to proceed.
"Yeah." Mindy confirmed. "Back in high school. He didn't have anything like... that, though. Just some household stuff." She smiled at the attendant and scanned her student ID as she walked ahead of Arthur into the cafeteria. He followed behind, and they gathered their lunch before finding a table. Mindy led the way to a back corner table, which was pretty far away from anyone else in the cafeteria, emptying itself of students and faculty now that it was after one o'clock.
"So..." Arthur started as he sat down. "This guy." A change of subject seemed in order. "How long have you known him?"
"Well, only a few weeks." Mindy answered. "We met maybe the week after the semester started."
"Well, you're a freshman." Arthur laughed as he forked some lettuce from his salad. "You met everyone only a few weeks ago."
Mindy laughed. "True enough."
"Is he in your classes?" Arthur asked.
"No, he's an upperclassman. He's already taken all the classes we might have in common, but we're in the same major." She took a sip of her water.
"What is your major again?" Arthur asked. He was pretty sure he'd asked her before since that was the follow-up question every student asked each other after their name.
"Business." Mindy answered.
"Nice." Arthur nodded. "I'm a business major. Maybe I know him."
Mindy stared at him as he ate some more of his salad.
"But I won't try to guess if you don't want to tell me." Arthur assured her.
Mindy stared at him some more.
"What hints did you drop to try and get him to ask you out, anyway?" Arthur asked.
"Oh, little things, I guess." Mindy's smile crept back onto her face. "But for a smart guy, he is really clueless sometimes. Like he's too busy looking into the distance to see what's right in front of him, you know?"
"Sounds like an idiot." Arthur laughed. "But everyone's a little clueless sometimes, I guess. Everybody's got a blind spot."
"Yeah." Mindy started to eat some of the casserole she'd taken. "I just wish I could get out of his blind spot."
"Communication. That's all." Arthur assured her. "Tell this clueless idiot you like him, and if he's interested, set a date."
"What if he's not interested?" Mindy asked. "What if that's why I'm in the blind spot?"
Arthur shrugged but waved away her concern with his hand as though it were a bad smell. "Why wouldn't he be interested in you? You're cute. If that's not totally inappropriate for me to say as your co-worker."
Mindy sighed. "We're off the clock."
"Fair enough." Arthur nodded.
"You think I'm cute?" Mindy asked.
Arthur smiled. "I mean, yeah. You've got a lovely face, you always dress very stylishly, but I usually see you when you're in the office, so you tend to dress very business-chic there. I've only seen you a few times around campus otherwise."
"I dress a little differently when I'm not working." Mindy nodded. "Is cute okay? Do guys like cute? Should I try to dress more... sexy? More adult?"
"Guys like cute." Arthur assured her. "But I'm sure you could pull off sexy too if you wanted to."
"Like... what? What should I wear to get this guy's attention?" Mindy asked.
"Well, I don't know who he is, so I don't know what his tastes in women are like." Arthur took a sip of his water.
"Well, you're very similar, I think. What do you like?" Mindy asked. "What kind of girl gets your attention?"
Arthur seemed thoughtful for a moment. "I like femininity." Arthur said after a moment. He ate some more of his salad before continuing as Mindy waited.
"Like..." She prompted.
"Like dresses, sundresses, skirts, that kind of thing." Arthur said after a moment. "Like what you're wearing now, I guess."
Mindy stared at him, sighed, and kept eating. Silence reigned at the table for a few minutes as they ate their respective meals.
"So..." Arthur broke the silence. "Where are you gonna go on your date? The Garden Wok?"
"No." Mindy immediately shook her head, and her tone was stronger than she meant it to be, judging by the sheepish expression that followed. "Sorry." She laughed. "Taking a date to my dad's restaurant is like taking a date to meet my dad, and he's strict. I'm pretty sure he'd only be okay with me dating a Korean doctor."
Arthur laughed. "What makes you think that?"
"Because he's told me to hold off on dating until I can find a nice Korean Doctor here at University." Mindy answered matter-of-factly.
Arthur laughed. Mindy didn't. "Oh, you're serious."
"Yeah... he's traditional." Mindy shrugged.
"Parents can be like that sometimes." Arthur nodded. "Is this guy of yours Korean? Maybe he can focus on hospital administration?" He tried to immediately think of the fellow upper-level students he knew in his major and narrow the list.
"Not even a little." Mindy smiled. "But I'm not worried about that. My dad is old-fashioned. He'll get over it, I'm sure. He did for my older brother."
"Well, good." Arthur nodded. "So no Garden Wok for your date." He continued. "Maybe try an activity?"
"What's a good date activity?" Mindy asked.
"Something that lets you talk and get to know one another." Arthur answered. "Anything that gives you some side-by-side time."
"Like..." Mindy prompted.
"Bowling?" It was the first thing that jumped into Arthur's brain since the lanes were side by side.
"Bowling." Mindy repeated, then laughed. "I don't think I've ever been bowling."
"It's fun. Or it can be so long as he's not a sore loser or a sore winner. Best to find that out early, though, I guess." He laughed. "And they have food, so you can eat, bowl, maybe hit the arcade they have there, and it's not too far from campus."
"Sounds perfect." Mindy nodded. "Thanks."
"Any time." Arthur finished off his water.
The two of them ate the rest of their meal in silence for a few moments. Arthur went to refill his water, and when he came back, Mindy was finished with her food, but she sat and talked to him while he finished his.
"So, that girl in your apartment last night...." Mindy started. "Is she the girl you're going on a date with tomorrow?"
Arthur seemed unsure of how to answer but eventually settled on: "No, actually. She's just a friend. We were just... hanging out last night." Selene's status as his friend-with-benefits-BDSM-slut wasn't his to reveal. She didn't want the world at large to know about it, and he was given to protecting that secret. Even if Mindy didn't know who Selene was. If she was adept at social media stalking, she could probably find Selene on his friends list.
"I see." Mindy said, but she sounded unsure. "So what was the deal with all that stuff on the coffee table?"
"Oh, just uh... some stuff we talked about that was part of my relationship with my ex. She was interested, so I showed her some things." Arthur felt as though that were a statement straddling the line between truth and a lie by omission.
"Are you into that kind of thing?" Mindy asked, though her voice was quiet as she leaned forward and kept her head low.
"Yeah." Arthur admitted. "My ex got me into it, and, well...." He shrugged. "Just maybe don't go telling everyone I'm some kind of deviant."
Mindy shook her head. "Of course not." She agreed. "I've always been interested myself."
"Yeah, you mentioned you and your ex got up to some stuff." He nodded. "But I guess you don't have the budget for the big-ticket items in high school." He laughed.
Mindy nodded and swallowed some water as she sat back. "What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?"
The question took Arthur by surprise. He had to think about it, flipping through memories of Selene and Lori before her. "It... depends on what you consider kinky." He answered. "But I guess it'd be some fairly typical bondage stuff." He looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was listening to them. There were a few empty tables between them and anyone else in the cafeteria.
"Ropes, hot wax, that kind of thing." A particularly memorable night with Lori came to mind, but then thoughts of Selene tied to his coffee table and taking his cock into her throat washed them away. He coughed and adjusted how he was sitting. "What about you?"
Mindy looked down but leaned forward as she answered. "My ex really liked it when I dressed up as a schoolgirl. You know short pleated skirt, thigh highs, heels, a white top, that kind of thing. The weekend after I turned eighteen, I dressed up in some slutty schoolgirl lingerie, and he spanked me over his knee with a wooden spoon in his parent's basement. Then we... y'know."
Arthur coughed, trying not to imagine it too vividly so he wouldn't have any trouble standing up when it was time to go, which would be soon after his food was finished.
"Did you enjoy it?" Arthur asked.
Mindy nodded slowly. "Is that the kind of thing I should tell this guy? Do you think he would be interested in me if he knew I was kinky?" Mindy asked.
Arthur didn't know, but he answered anyway. "I think that's maybe a fourth date conversation. You want to make sure you can trust this guy to work within your limits. You don't want him to try and take advantage if he doesn't know what he's doing just because he thinks he can get away with what they do in porn, you know?"
"Good point." Mindy nodded. "But something tells me this guy knows what he's doing."
"Still, you might want to get to know more about him than just his preferences on sex. You know? Unless you just want a sexual relationship. If you want more of a traditional relationship, you might want to get to know him and get him to know you as a person. Otherwise, you might just become a sex object to him, which could be a problem." Arthur took a sip of his water.
Mindy watched him for a moment, then nodded. "All good points. Thanks."
"What kind of relationship are you looking for with him?" Arthur asked, hoping to change the topic away from kink so that his imagination and memory could calm the fuck down.
"I don't know." Mindy answered honestly. "I guess I just assumed a traditional dating relationship, but it's college, right? We're supposed to experiment a little."
Arthur chuckled a little. "True enough." He nodded. "Just be careful. You know? Make sure someone knows where you are and who you're with. Don't go and get kidnapped or anything."
"My dad would pay the ransom, don't worry. So long as I wasn't kidnapped by a Korean doctor." Mindy smirked.
Arthur laughed and shook his head. "I have to get to class. Are you going back to the office?"
"Back to the dorm for me." Mindy answered.
"You live on campus with your family so close?" Arthur asked.
"I wanted the college experience." Mindy explained as she stood and gathered her dishes. "My dad didn't like it, but once I got the job on campus, he realized it's better to walk to class and work and be closer to the library for studying."
"Right. The library." Arthur joked as they started walking toward the exit. He left his dishes on the conveyor for the kitchen. Then he followed Mindy's example of shouting a thank you through the hole to whoever was loading the washer.
They walked out of the cafeteria and into the warm fall air, Mindy's heels clicking on the paved walkway once more.
"Thanks, boss." Mindy said as she looked over at him. "For all the advice."
Arthur laughed. "I'm not your boss, y'know? I just check your work. Beth's the boss."
"I know." Mindy rolled her eyes. "Think of it like a nickname, not a title."
Arthur laughed. "Okay, I guess."
"Would you prefer something else? I could call you Chief?" Mindy suggested. "Or Arty? Do you like Arty?"
Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. "Never was into Arty." He shook his head. "And Chief is not accurate either."
"Boss, it is then." Mindy decided. "So, suck it up, boss."
Arthur shook his head and laughed with her as they walked and arrived at the fork in their road. Mindy's dorm was up the hill, and Arthur's class was straight ahead. They both seemed to hesitate at the division.
"Well, I should head up here." She gestured toward the dorm. "I'll see you at work tomorrow?"
Arthur nodded. "Of course. I'll see you then." He gave her a smile and then started off toward class.
"Hey, boss?" Mindy called out after him and took a few steps to catch up.
"Yeah?" Arthur asked, turning around to answer whatever question was coming.
"Do you want to go bowling this weekend? With me? As a date?" Each question followed the other in a nervous flood that surprised Arthur as his head shifted back. He looked at Mindy for a moment, the confusion in his narrowed eyes giving way to realization and feelings of recognized idiocy.
"Uh..." He started.
"Oh-my-god-I'm-so-stupid-I'm-sorry-just-forget-" Mindy started.
"Sure." Arthur finished his answer. Mindy stopped mid-apology, and it was her turn to look surprised. Then her smile broke through her face, broad and unrestrained.
"Great." Mindy chirped. "Saturday?" She asked.
"Oh, I have dinner with my parents on Saturday." He answered. "Sunday?" He countered.
"Perfect." She nodded. "What time?"
"...Four?" Arthur had to think about what time might work best, given that things around here usually closed early on Sundays.
"Perfect." Mindy smiled. "See you tomorrow!"
Arthur was pretty sure she wasn't running away from him, up the hill to her dorm, but she was running. It was impressive in those heels of hers. He turned back toward where his class lay off in the distance and started walking again.
"Huh." He said to himself. "That came out of nowhere."
Arthur was not usually an idiot, but he was not used to the attention. This kind of thing never happened to him when he was younger. His high school days had been awkward, and Arthur was never the guy that women wanted to be with. He played sports, but he was never the star. Arthur had hobbies, but he was never fascinating. He was the best friend of the guy who got all the girls, and he'd accepted that lot in life. He was friendly, and he had lots of friends, and growing up, that was all anyone ever wanted to be.
He'd grown more in college. He grew a tad taller. Working out a lot had done wonders for his chances of dating, but he was still acting as though he didn't have chiseled abs or an Apollo belt that made everyone bite their lips when he went poolside. He'd lost the baby fat from his face, and his jaw was now more pronounced.
He didn't think of himself as a lady's man, primarily because he was with Lori during and directly after his blossoming transformation. Now he was single and ready to date again, and he had two dates this weekend with two different women and a friend-with-benefits that he couldn't stop thinking about.
He was still stunned when he made it to class, but economics soon took his mind off women and their mysterious thought processes. He didn't even think about Selene and fucking her on the lecture hall floor with an audience watching. Well, maybe a little.
Time passed, and he did his best to lose himself in his classwork. He was reading through his flashcards when his phone went off.
Slut: I miss you, Master. I wish I could be sucking your cock right now.
Arthur smiled and messaged back.
Master: I miss you too, Slut. I wish you could too, but I'm about to go into class.
Slut: What time does your class end?
Master: 9:30.
It made for a late night every Thursday and a long class, but it'd be worth it when he got his Bachelor's at the end of next semester. Or so he hoped.
Slut: Would you be mad if I waited for you outside of class? You could fuck me or maybe give me the punishment I've earned.
Master: I wouldn't be mad. But uh... things have gotten a little more complicated. We should talk.
Slut: Is something wrong?!
Master: Nothing's wrong. Someone asked me out. I have a date with someone else on Sunday.
There wasn't a message for a while, but he could see that she was typing. Then he got the notification.
Slut: My Master is such a stud. :fire_emoji:
Arthur smirked and shook his head.
Master: You're sure you're okay with me keeping my date with Kelly and now going on a date with someone new?
Slut: Of course, Master. Just keep me in the loop. You can tell me all about it while I suck your cock after class or while you punish me tonight.
Arthur shifted how he was sitting.
Master: Behave, slut.
Slut: Yes, Master.
She sent him a picture. She was lying on her bed with the tank of her dress, and one bra cup pulled down, exposing her right tit to the camera. It was pointed and standing at attention, eager for attention. The dress's skirt was hiked up, revealing her thong beneath it. Her left hand was dangerously close to her folds on her bare thigh, her fingers spread wide. Her eyes were sparkling and staring straight into the camera. She was biting her bottom lip.
Slut: May I play with myself, Master?
Arthur grinned and saved the picture to his phone.
Master: Yes, slut. I'm setting a timer now. You may play with yourself until it goes off. When I message you to stop, you still stop. Do you understand?
Slut: Yes, Master.
Master: Begin.
Arthur activated the timer and went into class.
His phone buzzed shortly before the timer was supposed to go off, partway through the lecture. He was expecting a message from Selene telling him that she was close or wanted permission to cum, but instead, it was from a number he didn't recognize.
Unrecognized Number: Hey, it's Kat.
Arthur ignored the message and did his best to pay attention to the lecture until the timer went off. Then he messaged Selene once more.
Master: Stop.
Selene sent him back a picture of herself, much the same as before, but both breasts were exposed this time, the thong was slid aside, and she was pouting instead of biting her lip.
Selene: How long do I need to stop for?
Master: Until I say otherwise.
Selene: You're so mean.
Master: Is that a complaint?
Selene: No, Sir.
Arthur smiled and turned his attention back to class. It was a smaller classroom than most, and his texting hadn't gone unnoticed, but no one commented on it. No one was sitting directly next to him, so he wasn't in danger of someone seeing his phone, but he still didn't want to be rude. He put his phone back in his pocket.
About ten minutes passed before it buzzed against his leg again. He kept paying attention to class. It buzzed again two minutes later. Then a third time.
Slut: Please, Master, may I play with myself again?
Slut: Please?
Slut: Master?
Master: Begin.
Arthur went back to work, taking notes. He waited until they hit their break for class, nearly eight minutes later, and headed to the bathroom. He had fifteen minutes, as did the rest of the class, and he knew how he wanted to spend it. He locked the stall behind him, unzipped his fly, and pulled out his phone.
Master: Send me a video. Record yourself, slut. Let me watch.
Selene didn't send anything back immediately, but he received a video message after two minutes. She was lying on her bed, her dress in a ruffled state of disarray crunched around her stomach. One handheld the phone, and the other went to work on her pussy, fingering herself while she rubbed her clit with her thumb.
Selene's mouth was moving, but his volume was off, so he couldn't hear it. He didn't think anyone else was in the bathroom, but he didn't want to risk someone walking in, so he didn't turn the volume up. He simply watched as she fucked herself with her fingers and talked to the camera. She looked as though she were begging for something, and he could guess what.
Master: Such a hot slut.
Artur messaged back with one hand while his other pumped his shaft.
Master: I'm masturbating in the bathroom stall just watching you.
Slut: Oh, fuck. Please, Master, may I cum?
Master: No. Save it for me.
Slut: Please, Master?
Master: No.
Slut: PLEASE?
Master: I said no. If you cum without permission, there will be another punishment. Do you understand?
Slut: Yes, sir.
Arthur knew how she felt. He wanted his release too, but instead, he played with himself, then gave himself some time to soften before leaving the stall.
Slut: What classroom are you in?
Master: M402.
Slut: I'll be waiting for you when your class is over.
Master: Good. Leave your bra there.
Slut: Yes, sir.
Arthur smiled and then went back into class. The second half was simultaneously easier and more challenging to sit through. It was easier because there weren't as many interruptions. He wasn't stopping his note-taking to text or set timers. It was more difficult because he was more distracted than ever, thinking of what would happen after class. He had a few ideas already, but they grew and played out in his mind in different ways.
He wasn't disappointed. When class finally finished, he was one of the last ones out the door. The door opened to the hallway, where Selene stood against the wall a little way down. Her purse was slung in front of her. The white tank dress she wore flared its skirt out on either side of her against the wall. She pushed off the wall behind her when she saw him step through the door. She quickly bounced over to him with a broad smile on her face.
"Come on." He said with a nod to the hallway. "Follow me." He started walking with his bookbag slung over his shoulder, and she followed behind.
Selene fell into the same step she'd kept when she slave-walked from her apartment to his the day before. She kept her hands folded behind her, pushing her chest out and shoulders back. She watched his heels as they walked, not paying attention to the rest of the world around them. The building was empty except for the few night classes that were letting out now, and in a few minutes, she knew they'd likely be the last ones in the building.
He led her to the back stairwell and held the door open for her after he'd passed through it. She followed, and the door closed behind her with a heavy thunk as Arthur started his ascent to the top floor.
"Go ahead of me." Arthur stopped and stood to the side of the stairs for a moment.
Selene obeyed. Arthur started climbing the stairs again when she was a few steps ahead, his eyes level with the gap between her thighs if the dress wasn't in the way.
"Lift the back of your dress while we walk." Arthur ordered, and Selene obeyed eagerly. The bright thong she wore cleft her ass cheeks which were a much-faded red from their activities the night before. He watched her round bubble but shift and move as she climbed the stairs ahead of him, and he couldn't help the grin on his face.
Selene stopped when they reached the final landing of the top floor. The hallway beyond it was dark through the narrow pane of glass on the thick door that divided the hallway from the stairwell. She could barely see into it except for the lights from outside illuminating the classrooms and lounge windows. Arthur opened the door and held it open for her. She gulped and stepped past him, keeping the back of her dress around her waist while the rest fell in front of her.
She walked straight down the hallway, unsure of when she should stop or where she should turn, while Arthur followed behind her. He clearly had something planned in his head, but Selene didn't know what it was.
"We have until eleven o'clock." He explained. "That's when security does their sweep of this building." It was a quarter to ten. That gave them some time, but not all the time in the world. "Turn into the lounge here, kneel on the seat of one of the overstuffed chairs, and bend over the back of it." Arthur instructed.
"Are there cameras?" Selene asked with a note of fear in her voice.
"Only on the entrances and exits to this building." He answered.
Selene wasn't sure how he knew that, but she believed him. There didn't seem to be any security cameras in this lounge filled with chairs and a bulletin board on the one wall. The far wall from the door was window glass, but the world outside was lit while the room itself was dark. The light switch on the wall might reveal them to the outside world, but as it was, she knew no one could see in.
Selene obeyed, knelt on the seat of a chair, faced the window, and bent over the back of the chair with her torso parallel to the floor. Arthur stood beside her for a moment and adjusted her skirt. Then she felt his hand grip the back of her thigh and slide its way up over the curve of her ass. She could feel the heat in her legs respond to his touch, and she closed her eyes in a long exhale.
"Did you park nearby?" Arthur asked conversationally as he caressed her ass.
"Kat dropped me off." Selene explained. "I told her I would get a ride back with you."
Arthur smirked but nodded. "She messaged me earlier."
"You should message her back, Master." Selene added the title to turn her statement into a suggestion. Arthur smiled.
"I think I will." He pulled out his phone. "Pull your top down, slut."
Selene straightened, slipped her arms out of the tank dress, and pulled it down to reveal her braless c-cup breasts. She bent back over the back of the chair and let them hang straight down toward the floor.
Arthur cupped one, idly playing with it, gently moving his fingers over and around first one tit and then the other until both stood at attention. She could see the bulge in his slacks staring her in the face as he moved in front of her.
She cast her eyes to the floor as her breathing thickened. He stood directly in front of her now, reaching over with one hand to caress her breast while his right hand held his phone.
"Go on, my little cocksucker. Take it out and suck my cock." Arthur instructed her as Selene shuddered and lifted her arms to obey. "I'm going to text your sister back while you do it. I'll remove one of your punishments if you can make me blow my load before our conversation ends. If not, I will tie you up and leave you here for the security guard. Sound fair?"
Selene gulped and let out a ragged breath as she got his rock-hard dick out of his trousers. He stepped forward a little and pressed it to her lips.
"Yes, Master. I'll- I'll do my best." Selene's breathy answer warmed his cockhead with her hot breath before she shifted forward and swallowed half his cock. She did her best to bob her head along his length, using her hands to reach up, grab him by the waist, and pull herself onto him.
Arthur, true to his word, sent her sister back a text.
Arthur: Hey Kat. What's up?
Kat: I wanted to touch base. Selene and I talked some more today.
Arthur: Oh yeah? About what?
He thrust forward with his hips a little, and Selene's gagging sound echoed through the lounge as he pressed against the entrance to her throat.
Kat: About a lot of things I guess. Has she talked to you about it at all?
He looked down at Selene, working her face back and forth along his cock length, letting him press the head into her throat a little more with each stroke.
Arthur: No, not yet. Is something wrong?
Kat: Isn't she with you right now? I dropped her off to meet up with you on campus.
Arthur looked down at Selene and smirked. He thought about making some comment about her mouth being otherwise occupied but decided against it.
Arthur: Yeah. She told me to text you back.
Kat: Oh. Okay.
Arthur waited, thrusting his hips forward to push himself further into Selene's throat. She pulled him by the hips and then pushed him away. He took a step back and pulled out of her face as she turned her head to cough a little. Then she went right back to it.
Kat: Well, she and I talked again today. A lot.
Arthur looked down at Selene and smiled. "You should take that dress off all the way." He suggested.
Selene stepped back to step off the chair for a second and pushed the dress down to the floor. She left it in a crumpled mess and started to climb back onto the chair but stopped.
"Should I take off the thong, too, Master?" Selene asked.
"Only if you're ready for me to fuck the shit out of you." Arthur answered.
Selene hesitated for only a moment and then pulled the thong down in one quick squat. She stepped out of it and tossed it back toward the dress with her foot. It landed partially on top of it, partially on the floor. Arthur smirked.
"Wait." Arthur said. Selene looked confused, then remembered the position and took it. She stood with her feet spread at her shoulder width, her back straight, her face forward, and her arms folded behind her back so that each hand was around the opposite elbow. "Good girl." He praised her and watched her shudder at the tone in his voice.
"Stand in front of the chair, bend toward it, and put your hands on the arms of the chair." He instructed. She obeyed, and he watched her bend with her legs still spread. He stepped behind her and pushed the head of his cock against her pussy lips. "Are you ready?" He could feel the slickness between her legs mingled with the heat radiating from her.
"Yes, sir." Selene answered. "Please, fuck your slut."
Arthur obliged. He still held the phone in one hand but had almost forgotten it when it buzzed again.
Kat: Are you two busy right now?
Arthur: Not really. We're just hanging out.
Arthur gave Selene's ass a slap which caused her to whip her head up and let out a moan.
Arthur: You two talked...
Kat: Yeah, and I think you and I should talk. The two of us. Do you have some time this weekend? We could meet at your place?
Arthur slowed his thrusting into Selene ever so slightly, causing her to whimper in frustrated desire as he texted back.
Arthur: Sure... Saturday afternoon or Sunday morning?
Kat: Saturday afternoon works I guess. What time?
Arthur: Lunch? Noon?
Kat: Sure. Thanks. See you then.
Arthur: Sure. See you then.
Arthur smirked and put his phone back in his pocket. Then he placed his hands on Selene's hips and started fucking her in earnest. The change in pitch and intensity caused her to nearly stumble forward if it hadn't been for her pushing against the chair. It scraped slightly against the floor, but they ignored the noise as Selene covered it with a gasp.
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