Kat frowned again but shrugged. "Okay." She bit into her wrap.
"If you need to cancel, you will give me as much forewarning as possible." Arthur added. "It's only polite." He smirked. Kat smirked too and nodded as she ate. He set the notebook down and started to eat. He didn't realize how hungry he was until the first mouthful hit his stomach. Then it woke up with a vengeance and demanded more. He ate as quickly as he could to satisfy it.
"So, how much experience do you have, sexually speaking?" Arthur asked between bites.
"Not a lot, honestly." Kat shrugged. "I had my high school boyfriend, and we had sex a few times, and a bit of foreplay, handjobs, oral, that kind of thing, but that was pretty much it. Other than that, I've just been masturbating to imagined scenarios." She shrugged but blushed as she said it. She was doing her best not to be embarrassed by her sexuality or lack thereof, but it was still something she wasn't used to talking about.
"Do you watch porn?" Arthur asked.
"No, not really." She shook her head. "I've... watched some, I guess, but it doesn't really do it for me. It's too unrealistic, and there's no good porn for women. I read erotica sometimes, though. Stories tend to draw me in more, as long as they're well written and edited."
"Makes sense for an English major, I guess." Arthur shrugged.
"Ha. Yeah, I guess so." Kat laughed. "Hadn't really thought about it that way."
"What kind of erotica do you read?" Arthur asked.
"Uh..." Kat started, then hesitated. She looked like she was having trouble figuring out how to answer. "All kinds, I guess."
"Is there a particular aspect of sex you'd like to explore first? A particular type of erotica you'd like to try and emulate?" Arthur was curious, and his sandwich was finished, so he was just picking at the fries.
"Whatever you think is best. Sir." Kat smirked, but Arthur frowned. Her answer was decidedly unhelpful.
"Okay. Well, let's see what we're working with." Arthur gestured. She'd finished her sandwich but still had some fries left. She looked up at him mid-bite, and her eyes looked surprised.
"What?" She asked.
"Strip." Arthur ordered and gestured to the coffee table. "Sexily, if you can. Maybe stand on the coffee table and give me a show?"
"Are you asking me or telling?" Kat asked.
"Telling." Arthur decided. "I want to see how you do at embracing your sensual side and how comfortable you are being naked around me."
"Are you going to take off your clothes too?" Kat asked.
"No." Arthur answered. "I think it'll help establish the student/teacher dynamic if I stay clothed for now."
"Oh. Okay." Kat sounded disappointed, but she still shifted to stand up and then climbed up until she was standing on the coffee table. She awkwardly crossed one arm across herself and hugged her elbow with it.
"Do you want some music?" Arthur asked as he looked up at her from his seat on the couch.
"I'm not... I'm not a stripper, Arthur." Kat frowned.
"Consider this your first lesson in foreplay." Arthur instructed her.
She frowned. "See, this is why I wanted a lesson plan. I didn't have time to prepare myself for this, and I feel...." She trailed off.
"You feel." Arthur prompted.
"Silly." Kat shook her head. "I'm not a dancer. I'm not a stripper. I don't feel particularly sexy at all right now."
"Okay." Arthur relented. "Come down." He reached up to help her step down from the coffee table, only partially rising from the sofa as he did so. "Let's go over today's lesson plan. Let's make it."
Kat nodded silently and sank into the sofa. He could tell she was still a little off about it, but he hoped to bring her back quickly.
"First thing, draft a contract. We've done that." He showed her the paper where he had his notes. "Your first assignment is to type this up and then send me a copy. We'll both sign and have Selene sign it as a witness."
That sounded formal, but she approved of the formality. She could appreciate someone who kept records.
"Included in this draft will be your list of limits. So let's get started on that." He flipped the page and started writing some things down. "Now, for every limit you give me, I want you to take off a piece of clothing." Arthur informed her. "Because after this, we're going into your evaluation. I will evaluate you sexually, on multiple fronts, and determine your base scores. From there, I can see where you need improvement, and that'll give me an idea of where to start for lesson plans. Okay?"
Kat considered it for a moment. "Okay."
Arthur nodded. "And just a note. Instead of saying okay or yes, remember to say yes, Sir. Okay?"
"O-" Kat stopped herself. "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. I'll try to remember, Sir. I'm just not used to this yet, Sir."
"Okay, now you're just being a brat." Arthur laughed.
"What are you going to do about it, Sir?" Kat smirked.
"I'm going to add pain tolerance to the list of evaluations." He clicked his pen. Kat's smirk vanished while Arthur's smirk grew. "Okay?"
Kat hesitated but eventually answered in a much softer voice than before. "Yes, Sir."
"Good girl." Arthur said without even thinking about it. Kat looked up at him but didn't say anything. She pursed her lips and waited for him to start asking her about limits, and he did so. "Just say yes or no to the following. We'll work out how much you enjoy or dislike them and how good you are at them if or when we try them. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." Kat nodded. There was a hint of eagerness in her voice, but she seemed to be trying to hide it.
"Sense deprivation." Arthur started. "Blindfolds, headphones, stuff like that. Are you okay to try wearing them? Do you trust me enough?" He'd asked Selene the exact same thing in the exact same way just a few days ago.
His sense of deja vu only doubled when Kat answered with a nod. "Yes, sir."
"Bondage with ropes." Arthur wrote out.
"Yes, sir." Kat nodded.
"Bondage with restraints?" Arthur asked.
"Sure." Kat nodded. "I'd prefer leather to metal, though, for comfort."
"Noted." Arthur smirked and literally made the note.
"Public bondage." Arthur asked and then ate his last french fry.
"No, Sir." Kat shook her head. "No way."
Arthur made a note. "Okay." He nodded. "Take off your blouse."
Kat looked up, surprised for a moment, then she remembered. She hesitated for a moment, but she slowly reached up and started undoing the buttons of her blouse. The cleavage beneath it was bountiful and pushed up in a push-up bra that she probably didn't even need. Once the buttons went below the lacy bra, it was hard for Arthur to pull his eyes away from her breasts. She took off the pink blouse and rolled her shoulders out of it, which heaved her bra-clad breasts up and down for a moment. She smirked as she realized he was staring and jiggled them back and forth a bit with a laugh.
"You're a breasts man, huh? Good. I have those." Kat smirked, then cleared her throat. "Ahem. My eyes are up here. Sir." She scooped her finger from her cleavage to her face, and Arthur's eyes followed. He smiled at her, and the look in his eyes was so intense she felt herself start to blush.
She tossed her blouse at him, covering his face with it. He scooped it off his head with his hand and then tucked it behind him, trapping it between him and the sofa arm.
He looked back down at his notebook and made a note. "So, to be clear, you want the lessons to be entirely self-contained. No wearing harnesses or vibrators outside of class?" Arthur asked.
"Is that what you meant by public bondage?" Kat asked.
"Yes." Arthur nodded.
"Oh." Kat frowned. "Well, that's okay, I guess. I thought you meant tying me up in a park or something. You should explain yourself better, Sir."
"I'll try." Arthur answered. "How do you feel about public play in general? For example, if I decide that your next oral report should take place in a movie theater?"
Kat laughed. "Oral report? Really? Is that what we're going to call it?"
Arthur laughed and shrugged. "I guess." He said. "But seriously. How do you feel about it?"
"I'll try it." Kat said after a moment. "But don't be surprised if I use my safeword."
Arthur made a note. "Are you okay with wearing gags?"
"I've never worn one before, so, maybe?" She shrugged. "My ex wasn't exactly gag-inducing either."
"Sorry to hear that." Arthur said with a smirk. "You've seen me naked. Do you think you can take me in your mouth?"
"Eager to try, Sir." Kat gave a mocking salute.
"We'll see." Arthur smirked and made another note. He stretched a little and shifted his position. Kat didn't move, but she didn't try to cover herself when he looked up and enjoyed seeing her in her lacy pink bra. "Full body immobilization." Arthur listed. "Yes or no."
"Yes, Sir. That... should be fine." Kat seemed to think about it more after she answered but let her answer lie. She watched him now, even as his eyes flicked up from the notebook to her boobs and then back down again. She smirked and looked but couldn't see if he was getting an erection with how he was sitting and holding the notebook.
"Spanking." Arthur listed.
"I don't think I'll like it as much as Selene does." Kat warned. "But I'm willing to try it."
"Good." Arthur smirked.
"Good?" Kat asked.
"You have the perfect ass for it." Arthur nodded.
Kat blushed but did not look displeased.
"Any limits on instruments?" Arthur asked.
"I'll let you know once we try them." Kat answered and ate her last fry.
Arthur made a note, and Kat cleared away the styrofoam containers, leaving nothing but air and their remaining clothes between them.
"Hair pulling." Arthur listed off. "Yes or no?"
"Yes, if you do it right." Kat answered. "Do you know how to do it?"
Arthur looked up at her, his eyes making it all the way up to hers this time. He seemed insulted at the question, but he answered it anyway. "Yes." He said firmly. "No sudden jerking. Firm, sustained, grip."
Kat looked down first and nodded.
"How do you feel about force play?" Arthur asked out of curiosity.
"Like you forcing yourself on me?" Kat asked.
"Consensual non-consent, but in small things, like me forcing my cock down your throat if you don't swallow it fast enough." Arthur was still looking directly at her eyes if she looked up at them. She didn't. A faint tint of red blushed her pale chest and drew his attention. It was starting to get unfair how easily she could lure his eyes away from her face.
"Willing to try." Kat said softly. Arthur made a note.
"Face slapping?" Arthur asked.
"Absolutely not." Kat shook her head. "You could probably take my head off, which would ruin the mood."
Arthur laughed and made his note. "Bra." He announced.
Kat reached up behind her without protest and unfastened the bra. She slipped it down her arms and gently tossed it into his lap. He took it and placed it behind him with her blouse. When he looked back up at her, she was covering her breasts with her crossed arms, and he shook his head.
"Hands behind your back, crossed at the wrist until you learn not to cover yourself like that." Arthur admonished her.
"But-" Kat started to protest, but seeing the heat of the lust in his eyes, she froze. She knew he'd slept with Kelly last night and had been blown by Selene this morning. She knew he had no reason to desire her when he had those two at his whim. Yet, there he was, looking at her like he wanted to take her for his own. She felt her own lust build within her, and she did her best not to fight it. After all, the whole point of this was to learn to give in to it every now and again. "Yes, Sir." She lowered her arms slowly, letting her breasts drop though they did not drop very far. Then she moved her arms behind her and crossed her wrists over the small of her back.
"Good girl." The tone in Arthur's voice sent shivers up her arms in the best way, and they both watched as her quarter-sized nipples stood hard at attention.
He thought about reaching over, groping her, squeezing her, seeing how responsive she was to stimuli in that particular erogenous zone, but he held himself back. There was still more of the list to get through.
"Obviously, since I'll be teaching you, I'll be instructing you on how to perform sexually in various arenas of sex. Hand jobs, blowjobs, masturbation, sexting, foreplay, all those things. You're okay with this - yes?"
"Yes." Kat sighed. "Duh."
Arthur frowned. "Respect." He sighed. "That's going into the contract. You will always treat me, your teacher, with respect. Failure to do so will result in a punishment of some kind."
"What kind of punishment?" Kat asked.
"To be determined by me depending on the severity of the infraction." Arthur answered.
"Can you give me some examples?' Kat asked. She almost shifted forward to protest, but she remembered to keep her arms crossed and stopped the motion partway through, causing her breasts to sway and catch Arthur's attention once more. She smirked.
"Breast smacking." He answered immediately, with the subject obviously close to hand. "Or spanking." He added. "Or lines, writing things out over and over."
"I know what lines are." Kat rolled her eyes.
"Or edging." Arthur finished.
"Edging?" Kat asked, unfamiliar with the term.
"Do you know what edging is?" Arthur asked.
"No, Sir." Kat answered with a shake of her head.
"Would you like me to tell you?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, Sir." Kat sighed.
"Edging is when I, or you with my permission, bring you up to the edge of orgasm and deny you. Usually, multiple times help build the intensity of your eventual climax." Arthur explained. "Selene is actually edging herself right now, as we speak."
"She is?" Kat asked, surprised.
"Yes." Arthur nodded. "She forgot her slave mantra this morning and to text me this picture. So I have her reciting it over and over, going through the slave poses I've taught her while she does it, with a rabbit vibrator shoved into her on high. And every time she feels she is about to cum, she turns it off and makes a mark in a book. When I return to the apartment later, I'll spank her once for each mark."
"Can I watch when you do?" Kat asked with a gentle smirk on her face.
"Sure." Arthur shrugged. "I think Selene would enjoy that, actually."
Kat swallowed thickly. "What if..." She trailed off, but Arthur waited for her to pick the thought back up. "What if she cums, like, accidentally?"
"Then she gets an even harsher punishment." Arthur explained. "She knows better, though. And she's recording it on my phone for my review."
Kat swallowed again. "That's..." She looked up at him and saw the lust in his eyes still directed at her. She straightened in her seat and set her shoulders back, giving him an even better view of her breasts. "That sounds okay by me, Sir."
"Good." Arthur made a few quick notes. "That takes care of a few items on the list...." He kept thinking of more. "Toys?" He asked. "Vibrators, Sybian, bondage furniture, that kind of thing?"
"Yes." Kat answered. "Sir."
"Outdoor sex?" Arthur asked, looking up.
Kat made a face and shook her head. "No. I... Even if it's just the two of us, with all the bugs and whatnot, no." She was determined but still added: "Sir."
"Okay then." Arthur made a note. "Off with your pants."
Her eyes sparkled, and she stood slowly. "Can I move my hands now?"
"Only to take them off. When you're done, they go back. But maybe you should stay standing. You'll probably need to take your panties off soon too."
Kat smirked as she finished standing and moved to the foot of the coffee table. "Yes, Sir." Arthur watched as Kat unbuttoned her slacks and let them drop. She stepped out of them, revealing a strappy pink thong panty that left a tiny triangle of fabric that failed to entirely cover a small patch of shortly trimmed blonde hair in the shape of a heart poking out above it. Arthur licked his lips, and Kat stood proud with her wrists crossed behind her back.
"Are you willing to learn about group sex?" Arthur asked
Kat smirked. "You mean a threesome with you and Selene?"
"All kinds, I suppose." Arthur shrugged. Selene had already told him her eagerness for a threesome with him and Kat, given certain caveats.
"Yes. With caveats." Kat nodded.
"No sex direct to Selene?" He asked.
Kat smirked. "She's already talked to you about it."
Arthur nodded. "She has some... interesting fantasies."
"I'll bet." Kat shook her head. "Who knew she was such a depraved little slut?"
Arthur laughed. "Pot. Kettle. So forth."
"Hey, I am not a depraved little slut." Kat frowned. "I just want to... learn." She corrected him.
"And what do you want to learn?" Arthur asked.
"About sex and my sexuality." Kat said defensively.
"How to be a depraved little slut, you mean." Arthur chuckled and made a note on the page.
"No." Kat frowned. "It's not the same. I need you to understand that. I don't want the same things she wants."
"Okay." Arthur raised his hands in surrender. "I understand. I think. But there's nothing wrong with being a slut. You're supposed to enjoy sex. That's why it exists."
Kat hesitated for a moment. It looked like she wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she closed it without saying anything, then shrugged, which Arthur enjoyed watching, considering her current state of undress.
"Anal?" Arthur asked.
Kat eyed his cock and made a face. "With, like, a gallon of lube, maybe."
"Have you done that kind of thing before?" Arthur asked.
"No, sir." Kat answered. "But I've seen it in porn and read it in stories... I'm not sure that I'll like it, and I may use my safewords if it hurts too much, but I'm willing to try it."
"Abrasion or sensation play?" Arthur asked. "Scratching, biting, tickling, kissing, zapping, ice cube, hot wax, clothespins, that kind of thing?
"No tickling." Kat warned. "The rest is fine to try. I'll decide if I can put up with it during our lessons."
"Okay." Arthur jotted down her answer. "Panties off."
"Does that count as a limit?" Kat frowned.
"Yes." Arthur answered. "But turn around before you peel those down."
Kat smirked. "Why?"
"Because I want a good long look at your ass." Arthur answered honestly.
"You like my ass, huh?" Kat asked as she turned her hip, as though she were going to turn around, but she stopped part way, waiting for his answer.
"And the rest of you." Arthur surprised her. "I find you incredibly attractive. Selene didn't tell you?"
Kat paused. "She... said she thought I was your type."
"You absolutely are." Arthur assured her.
Kat finished turning around, giving him a good view of the back of her legs, which thickened from her slender calves to her round upside-down heart-shaped ass. Her round cheeks were perfect, sliced only by a bright pink string of material and a minuscule triangle of fabric at her waist. She hooked her fingers through the straps at her hips and bent over at the waist. The stance pushed her ass outward, and she began peeling the underwear down. He watched as it slowly pulled away to reveal her pink and puffy lower lips, already slick and slightly parted.
"How long do you think you could hold that position?" Arthur asked. Kat didn't even have to turn around to see the smirk. She could hear it in his question.
Kat looked over her shoulder at him with fire in her icy eyes. She finished pushing her panties down her legs, and they fell away to the floor once they reached her knees. She didn't step out of them, though, and she didn't stand up or turn back around. She put her hands just above her knees for support and kept her back straight, parallel to the floor, with her head pointed away from Arthur for now.
"Hm." Arthur groaned and shifted on the sofa. His erection was painful.
"Problem?" Kat asked with a hint of mischief in her voice. "Is there something you need?"
Arthur unzipped his pants and sighed. Kat looked over her shoulder again, and her eyes widened slightly. Arthur wasn't stroking himself, but he was free of his jeans now and still writing. "Breathplay?" He asked.
"Like choking?" Kat asked as she turned her head away from him again.
"Yes." Arthur answered.
"It freaks me out." Kat shook her head, and Arthur watched her breasts sway from it. "So no, Sir."
"Well, you're out of clothes, so why don't you try spreading your legs, just a little bit." Arthur suggested.
Kat looked over her shoulder at him again and smirked. She moved her feet apart a little bit more, widening the gap between her thighs and spreading her lips.
"Beautiful." Arthur sighed. Kat blushed and turned her face away from him to hide it.
"Humiliation?" Arthur asked. He wrote down her previous answer.
"Like Selene?" Kat asked without looking at him.
"Yes." Arthur nodded. "I gather you don't like being called slut, or belittled, right?"
"I mean..." Kat hesitated. "It's not quite a limit, but I'm not always in the mood for it either, the way Selene is. Does that make sense? Like, sometimes, it won't help things. Sometimes it might."
Arthur paused in his writing and looked up. He bit his lip and then looked back down with a slight shrug. "I mean, it doesn't help me figure it out." He chuckled. "But it makes sense, I suppose."
"Objectification? Being treated like an object or a piece of furniture?" Arthur asked.
"You mean, kind of like I am now?" She asked. This time she looked over her shoulder again, the smirk on her face.
"Little bit." Arthur admitted.
"It's okay. Probably wouldn't be doing it for me if Junior was still tucked away, though. I'm here to learn, not be your sex slave. Remember?" Kat shifted so that her elbows were supporting her instead of her palms.
"Right." Arthur nodded. "Sorry. You can sit down now."
Kat straightened with a smile, turned, and bounced over to the sofa, where she plopped down. Arthur twitched in response, his eyes riveted to her as she moved.
"Forced shaving?" Arthur finally lifted his eyes to hers as he asked the question.
"Like you shaving me or assigning me homework to shave certain parts of me?" Kat asked. Arthur was impressed that she left her hands on her thighs this time and didn't try to cover her breasts or pussy.
"Both, I suppose." Arthur held his pen at the ready.
"I'm okay with that." Kat shrugged.
"Being told what to wear?" Arthur asked.
"For lessons? Fine. The rest of the time, fuck off." Kat waved her hand in front of her as if to shoo him away.
"Fair enough." Arthur laughed. "Speaking of which, I need to take some clothes for Selene before I leave, or she might never get dressed again."
"She's always preferred being naked." Kat laughed. "We're comfortably European like that."
"Good to know." Arthur nodded. "I like the sexy underwear, though."
"Good to know." Kat smiled.
"Nipple play?" Arthur asked. "How do you feel about that?"
"I'm all for it." Kat assured him. "I uh... really enjoyed it when my ex used to play with them." She cupped her breasts and squeezed them in her fingers. Her nipples hardened immediately, and she ran her fingers over them with a slight gasp.
"Do you have any other fetishes or preferences I should know about?" Arthur asked as he kept making notes.
"I like a firm hand." Kat said after a hesitation. "I'm not going to be the doormat that Selene is."
"I gathered that already." Arthur said with a slight smirk. If Selene hadn't already told him that expressly, he would have gathered it from their lunch together.
"How do you feel about roleplaying?" Arthur asked.
"I guess I just count that as a type of foreplay." Kat said after thinking about it for a moment. "I'm not opposed to it. Never done it before. I'm not sure I'd get anything out of it, depending on the scenario. I'm not as into theater as Selene is. But it has a certain appeal... given a more literary foundation than you might be used to."
"Literary foundation?" Arthur asked curiously.
"I'd rather pretend to be a Jane Austen character than a nameless sexy nurse if we're going to roleplay," Kat explained.
"Got it." Arthur said with a nod. "Any scenarios you can think of that you don't want to play out or really want to try?"
"Not off the top of my head." Kat frowned.
"Well, if you think of any, let me know." Arthur said with a smile.
"Yes, Sir." Kat nodded.
"Not into servitude." Arthur surmised.
"Well..." Kat hesitated.
"Sometimes, depending on your mood." Arthur looked at her incredulously.
"You're getting it, Sir." Kat shifted on the sofa.
"Exhibitionism?" Arthur stopped writing for a second, rolled, and stretched his wrist and fingers.
"How is that different from public bondage or sex outdoors?" Kat furrowed her brow.
"It means being watched, but not necessarily in a public setting. It could be as simple as tying Selene to the wall and having her watch us fuck. Or vice versa."
"Yeah. I'd be down for that." Kat nodded. "That could be... a lot of fun."
"Bodily fluids?" Arthur asked. "I'm not into blood or waste. So... I guess this is more about cum. Are you okay with it on you, in you, that kind of thing?"
"I have an IUD." Kat assured him. "And I've always swallowed before, but, like, twice. So I'm down for whatever."
"Okay." Arthur said as he made his final notes. "I think that's the end of my list." He passed the notebook back to her, and she started to read it over, reviewing what he'd written. It was all there in notated form, precisely as she'd answered.
"Looks good." Kat said with a nod. "You want me to sign this?"
"After you type it up. We'll sign it at your next lesson." Arthur assured her, then stood up. She watched his cock, still erect, and pushed through the open zipper of his jeans. He undid his belt and let his pants drop, leaving his boxers and t-shirt on. Kat watched as he reached down and stripped off the shirt, lifting the hem over his muscled torso and tossing it to the side. Then he slid the boxers off, leaving him naked before sitting back on the sofa.
"So what's involved in this evaluation?" Kat asked with one eyebrow arched.
"First, we'll check for your most responsive erogenous zones. Then we'll check your oral sensitivity." Arthur clicked the pen again and turned the page.
"You mean my oral skills?" She asked, looking at his thick cock bounce.
"Nope. I mean, I'm going to lay you out on this coffee table and see how long it takes for you to cum from my tongue wrestling with your clit." Arthur tossed his boxers to her. She took them and put them behind her back.
Kat gave a quick exhale.
"Is that okay with you?"
"Yes, sir."
"Stand." Arthur instructed as he rose up off the sofa, and Kat obeyed. "You're okay if I touch you?"
"Duh." Kat chuckled as she stood up.
"Pain tolerance is coming up." Arthur reminded her. She sighed but didn't protest. She stood up. He spun his finger in a circle, and she turned around, smirking at him over her shoulder. He stepped up, nestling his cock against her ass as he wrapped his arms around her.
She gasped as his hands came to her hips and pulled her close. She wasn't sure what to do with her arms, but she wrapped them around her stomach and held his hands there for a moment. It had been so long since someone else touched her that his fingertips felt electric. She was ready for this after all that talking that she couldn't help but savor this moment for a little while.
"Rate how much it turns you on or doesn't when I touch you. Five is neutral. Zero to four are negative. Six to ten are positive." Arthur explained. It was a simple enough system.
"Should we..." Kat gasped as his hands slid forward over her hips and his fingers tangled themselves in her short, trimmed landing strip. "Ten." She gasped.
Arthur smirked. "Should we, what?"
"Should we move this to the bedroom?" She asked. "I have a bed in there. It might make things a little easier."
"Here is fine for now. Though it might be easier if I could move around you. Step forward to the open space in front of the bedroom doors." Arthur instructed, and she obeyed.
She stepped out of his embrace and pouted at the lack of warmth and electric touch left her as his hands slid away from her body. She turned to look at him, but he was already stepping forward toward her, and he embraced her once more. He pressed his hands onto her hips again, and his cock nestled against her perfect ass.
"Six." She said softly. "Seven for where Excalibur is touching." She smirked.
"Excalibur?" Arthur asked, confused.
"Your dick." Kat giggled. It was a delightful sound and one he'd never heard her make. "Sorry. That's Selene's and mine's name for it. You're Arthur, so your sword is...." She trailed off, letting him fill in the obvious blank.
"Excalibur." He chuckled. "Got it." He didn't hate it. He didn't particularly enjoy it, but he wasn't about to complain. Excalibur pressed against a silky soft ass cheek that he would spank later. Life was good. Life was perfect. Thank God, whichever one anyone happened to believe in, for Selene.
"Four. Tickles a little." Kat said as he slid his hands up her sides, moving from her hips to her waist. The number didn't change until he cupped her breasts in her hands. "Nine." She said as he squeezed. "Eleven!" She gasped as he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefingers and gently rubbed them. "Oh fuck." She steadied herself by leaning back against him.
"Eleven." She said again and reached her arms back behind her to hold him even closer to him. He was still playing with her breasts and nipples, and she hugged him close, gasping. She started grinding her ass against him absent-mindedly and looked straight up to see his eyes looking down at her. "Am I..." She gasped, and he relented a moment to let her get the words out. "Am I allowed to cum? Or do I have to ask permission or something?" She asked.
"You're allowed." Arthur answered. "I'm sure we'll eventually have a lesson on edging and orgasm denial. But today, you're allowed to cum as often as you want to."
Kat smiled and closed her eyes. She ground her ass against him even harder in a relieved expression of gratitude. "Thank you." She gasped. "Oh god."
He moved his hands away from her breasts, and she immediately grabbed them and pulled them back. "Please." She gasped. "Keep going."
"This is an evaluation." Arthur reminded her. "I think I have all the information I need from there. Your sides, underside, and every part of your breast are incredibly sensitive. If I over-stimulate them, they won't be."
"Please..." Kat groaned. "It's been so long since someone else has touched me. I need this. I need you to..." She trailed off, blissfully closing her eyes as he squeezed her breasts again. They overflowed his palm, and the shape on her chest was so round and perfect. They weren't as big as Kelly's or spattered with freckles like hers. They were still larger than Selene's, and each was nearly perfectly round globes in his hands. Kat was beautiful and extremely sexy beneath the attire that did a surprisingly good job hiding her figure. He marveled at the fact that she didn't already have a boyfriend. If she'd been even a little more open to others, she would definitely be taken already.
"Alright. Try to focus." He said as he moved only one hand away this time. He drew his finger up the center of her breasts to her collar bone and placed his hand there.
"Six."
He brought his hand across her collarbone to her shoulder and down her arm to her wrist. She gasped. "Eight." She nodded. He caught her diamond-hard nipple between his index and middle finger, and she shuddered against him. He opened and closed his fingers in a steady rhythm, and she moaned and ground against him as hard as she could, almost pushing him back a step. He held firm.
He brought his hand back up her arm, behind her head, where he ran his fingers along her scalp and grabbed the roots of her hair. He was expecting a gasp, but she moaned instead. Long and loud, like it'd been pent up inside her this whole time, he'd finally found the right button to draw it out of her.
"Ten." She said after she got her breath back. "Ten. Ten, ten." She said quickly.
He moved his hand behind her ear, and her entire body erupted into goosebumps. He cupped her cheek with his hand and lifted her chin to look into his eyes. She gasped and shuddered.
"I'm so close." She gasped.
"Already?" Arthur almost laughed. "I've barely touched you yet."
A fierce blush came to her face, but it didn't dampen her spirits. On the contrary, it seemed to push her to grind into him even harder. "Please." She gasped. "This is torture. Just fuck me already. Fuck me. Split me open with that... monster, between your legs."
Arthur laughed and brought his lips to her ear. "No." He whispered. "Not yet. That's later in the lesson plan."
Kat groaned and reached behind her trying to push her hands between them so she could grab his dick, but there was no room and no gap where she could find purchase. He pushed her away, and she stumbled, catching herself as she brought her hands up and took a deep breath at the sudden loss of contact.
He slapped her on the ass harder than she expected, and she looked at him, startled for a second. He looked at her expectantly.
"Well?" He asked.
"What?" Kat asked.
"How did the spank feel? On the scale?" Arthur cracked a smile.
"Oh uh..." Kat stammered. It was such a sudden shift she was still reeling from it. "I don't know. A five, I guess?"
He spanked her again.
"Five, maybe." She said with a slight smirk. "It doesn't really help one way or the other, but it feels fine. I guess."
"Okay." Arthur nodded. "Good to know." He walked away from her, and she stood there, still confused until she saw he was making notes in the notebook again.
"What are you doing?" Kat asked.
"What?" Arthur asked. "I'm writing down your answers. That's the whole point of this evaluation."
Kat groaned, this time in frustration, as she stomped her foot. "You're really not going to fuck me? What do I have to do to get you to fuck me?"
"What do I have to do to get you to fuck me, Sir." Arthur reminded her with a mischievous smile.
She threw her hands up and grunted in frustration as she surged forward, trying to push him onto the sofa as she placed both hands on his chest and gave a shove. He didn't move. He was impressively built and much bigger than she was. She might as well have tried to knock over a lamppost.
Arthur frowned and shook his head. "Stop it." He said as he grabbed her wrist and brought it back behind her. He marched her back to the spot they'd been at in front of the bedroom doors. "I still need to check your lower half."
"Calves are like a four. The back of the knee is zero because they're ticklish. Feet are also a zero. Inside of the thigh is a strong seven. The rest is pretty much a five." Kat said it all in a quick burst of frustration. "Now-" She cut off as her breath hitched. Her hands grasped at Arthur's strong and flexed arm. Her eyes followed it down from his rounded shoulders, down her torso, and between her legs. The heel of his palm pressed against her clit. His fingers spread her lips. His forefinger and pinky each pushed around the curve where her legs met her groin. His middle finger hooked, waiting at the entrance to her pussy. He teased the opening, feeling how slick and ready she was and smiling.
"And how's that?" He asked. "Where does that register on the scale?" He asked again when she failed to answer. His voice was dark, with a steel edge that she hadn't heard in it before.
Her breath hitched in her chest, and her whole body felt like it was on the brink of electrocution. "Oh god." She gasped. "Ten. Eleven. Twelve. I don't know." Kat gasped again. "Please just-" Her plea turned into a breathless gasp of words as his finger pressed between her folds and entered her. The heel of his palm by the base of his thumb pressed against her clit, trapping it up and pushing it against her pussy lips as he started rubbing his hand in small gentle circles.
"OHmYGod." Kat clawed and hung onto his arm as though he were dangling her over the edge of a building. He could no more let go of her than he could fly. She squeezed her legs hard against him, trapping his hand exactly where it was and gasping as she looked up into his eyes once more. His eyes were dark with lust, and his lips were slightly parted. She tried to reach up and kiss him, but she couldn't reach him. She could barely move, so he lowered his lips to hers.
They kissed for a long minute until she started buckling her hips against his hand to try to press his fingers deeper and grind her clit harder against his palm. His smile broke the kiss, and he lifted his head away.
"Good." He nodded. "I'd say you're fairly sensitive down there. That's a good thing." He smirked. "Should we move on to oral sensitivity?"
She shook against him, still holding on to his arm for dear life. He wiggled his finger and hooked it against the top of her channel, dragging it forward and sliding it back while his palm pressed against her clit. Her eyes rolled around for a moment. She took a deep breath, and she screamed as she came. She screamed so loudly that, for a moment, Arthur was afraid the neighbors would call the cops. He had to do something, so he cut off her scream with a kiss, lowering his lips to hers.
She gave a muffled noise of surprise but eagerly dove into the kiss as she clamped her entire body against him and around his arm as though she were trying to pull it into herself. Then, after a surprisingly long few seconds, she gasped and slumped against him. She quivered with aftershocks as he held her, and he gently lowered her down to the floor, where she lay back with her legs folded over to the side and her happily dazed face staring up at the ceiling.
Arthur sat nearby, smiling and shaking his head. He reached over and made a note in the notebook and waited.
After about five minutes, she moved again and looked up at him.
"Sorry." She said, catching her breath. "It's just... it's been so long since anyone has... I guess I really needed to...."
"It's perfectly okay." Arthur assured her. "Take some time. Catch your breath. Do you want some water?"
"Yeah." Kat nodded her messy curls bouncing in front of her face as she did so. "Water sounds good."
"One water, coming up." Arthur said as he hopped up and headed toward the kitchen. She watched his cock bounce as he walked, and she smiled. She heard him open the cupboard and then the fridge for the filtered water. He returned shortly with a tall glass of water.
Kat sat up, propping herself on one arm as the other accepted the glass of water and brought it to her soft lips. She drank it down and then took a deep breath. "Thanks." She nodded. "That was... the most intense orgasm I've had in a long time."
"Are you okay to keep going?" Arthur asked. "We've still got more things to check. Are you okay to have multiple orgasms, or are you a one-and-done type of girl?"
"Happy to try." She said with a smirk. "But shouldn't I be getting you off this time? Maybe give me some time to recharge while you check my uh... oral skills? Then you can check my oral sensitivity."
Arthur smiled and nodded toward the couch. "Sure."
He helped her up, and the two of them made their way over to the sofa. He took his place back on the far corner of the couch. She stood in front of the sofa for a second, unsure where she should move.
"Lay face down on the couch." He instructed as he turned and placed his right leg along the back of the sofa. She could lie between his legs, with her face in the perfect place for a blow job, if she propped herself up a little. "Do you have a throw pillow you can use to prop yourself up a little?"
She nodded but moved toward her bedroom. When she returned, she had a small square pillow that she put under her, and then she lowered herself to the sofa. She nearly went cross-eyed looking at his cock, but gently started stroking it. "I don't know if I can get this into my throat." Kat warned him.
"Try." Arthur encouraged her. "That's what this is about. It's less about getting me off and more about seeing what you can do."
"Okay." Kat nodded. "I'll give it my best." She shook her head, but she lowered her mouth to his tip and gently started kissing, licking, and then sucking as she drew him into her mouth and slowly pumped him with her hand while she did it.
It was a slow, almost relaxing blowjob. It was a far cry from the hoovering Arthur received earlier, or the facefucking Selene enjoyed giving him. Kat's approach seemed to focus on the head of his cock while her left hand gripped the base and jacked him strong and steady. She switched hands after a few minutes and kept going. Her tongue swirled around his glans and curled against the underside of his cock as she came up, never letting the mushroom head of his cock slip past her lips. Her eyes glanced up to his after a few minutes, and she saw his relaxed smile as he rested back against the sofa. She raised an eyebrow at him but kept going, and going, and going. It wasn't until her jaw started to ache that she finally lifted her head up off him and sighed in exasperation.
"Oh my god. Cum already!" Kat shook his dick in her hand.
Arthur laughed. A genuine belly laugh that Kat didn't seem to take too kindly.
"It's a good blowjob." Arthur assured her. "You've got the basics for sure."
"The basics?" Kat pouted.
"You need more suction and to be stronger with your tongue. You also need to move your hand and mouth more than just the base and the very top. The middle there is going entirely unstimulated."
"It's not my fault I can't fit all of you in my mouth." Kat frowned.
"You haven't even tried to throat me." Arthur noticed.
"I've..." She stopped. "I've never done that before. I don't know how. I'm afraid I'll gag and throw up."
"The key there is to swallow." Arthur assured her. "As soon as you feel me pressing into your throat, just swallow, and keep swallowing. That will suppress the gag reflex and help your throat massage my cock. It can also help if you hum or moan while I'm in your throat. It causes a nice vibrating sensation."
Kat looked at him for a second and sighed. "So I get an F in sucking dick?" She asked.
Arthur smiled. "Not an F." He assured her. "More like... an incomplete. We'll work on it."
Kat sighed and pushed up from her prone position to sit back on her heels on the sofa. The sight of her naked body made his dick twitch.
"So what's next?" Kat asked. "I feel bad. I couldn't get you to cum."
"Don't." Arthur said with a smirk. "I'll cum before I leave. I promise."
Kat smirked and shook her head. "So what's next then?"
"Now I return the favor." Arthur nodded. "Sit back, spread your legs." Kat obeyed rather quickly. She put her left leg along the crease between the back of the sofa and the seats and let her right leg hang off with her foot on the floor. Arthur didn't bother with the throw pillow but laid down between her legs and pushed forward until his mouth came to her lower lips.
She ran her fingers through his hair and gripped his scalp while he set to work. At first, his lips and tongue were the only stimuli he offered, but she was slick and ready for him. She was delicious too, which helped, even if her patch of pubic hair tickled his nose from time to time, and his strong exhale tickled her sometimes.
Still, it was only a few minutes of his tongue swirling around her clit, then widening and flattening it to her pussy, dipping into her, and bringing her juices up to coat it, continuously teasing, twisting, pressing, and playing with it. He could feel that she was at the edge by the gasping of her breath and the way her hips started thrusting into his face as she mewled like an animal. He reached up and grasped her tit in his hand, and that was it. It was as if he squeezed the orgasm from her breast and pussy. She didn't scream at first this time but went entirely rigid, bending back and arching her entire body. Then she flailed, her arms grasping around until she grabbed the throw pillow, slammed it into her face, and screamed into it with all the strength she had left.
Arthur sat up, her juices still slick on his mouth. She didn't seem to care. She kissed him, and her tongue probed into his mouth as they frenched. Arthur could feel his dick throbbing painfully against the sofa cushions beneath him. He held himself up on his arms and then pushed up as he brought his legs under him and stood, letting Kat collapse back, spread eagle, on the corner of the sofa.
"Jesus." Kat gasped. "I get it." She chuckled. "I get why Selene is so obsessed with you."
Arthur glanced at his watch, noting how long it'd been since he started and the general time. He jotted down a few notes, keeping track of what seemed to elicit the strongest reaction from Kat while he worked down there and how long it had taken her to cum.
"Yeah?" He asked with a smirk.
"Yeah." Kat nodded, her eyes happily closed as she rested against the sofa with a closed smile. "Doing this all the time? Just like every morning and every night?" Her eyes opened as she looked at him. "I can see the appeal."
"Welcome to the church of Excalibur." Arthur joked.
Kat giggled. It was a glorious sound and still surprised him. "I like that." She chuckled, slowly bringing herself back to life. "That's good." She gave one last chuckle. "I'd kneel at that altar."
"Does that mean you want a slave mantra of your own?" Arthur asked.
Kat shook her head. "No. I like our lessons. It's our thing. Makes it special. Selene has her slave thing. That's her thing. This is our thing."
Arthur hadn't thought of it like that before, but he agreed. It was very special.
"Okay." Kat said as she stood up. "Sit there, in the middle of the sofa."
"Why?" Arthur asked.
"Because I'm going to straddle you, ride you like a fuckin' pogo stick, and you're going to fuck me." Kat explained, as though it should be self-explanatory.
Arthur laughed. "Not yet." He shook his head. "First - we need to establish your punishment threshold."
Kat's eyes got wide for a second. She'd forgotten about that in her orgasm-fueled haze, but she didn't protest. Well, other than her sigh and rolling her eyes. "Fine." She said. "Where am I standing?"
"Stand to the side of the sofa." Arthur instructed.
Kat moved to the side of the sofa, facing him and waiting for his next instruction. He gestured, but she didn't move. He motioned again, and she put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot. He sighed and moved forward. He grabbed her by the back of her hair and forced her down over the arm of the sofa. She pushed her hands against the cushions and then settled with her forearms under her against the couch seats. She was up on her toes over the round arm of the sofa, with her feet together.
Arthur kicked her claves apart, spreading her legs. He placed his hand on her ass, and she looked back at him over her shoulder with a fiery look of defiance in her eyes. She was daring him to spank her. He dared. He wound his arm back and swung forward as hard as he dared.
-SMACK!!!-
The first slap caught her square on her right cheek, and she shifted forward at the force of it. Her foot kicked up, and her hand reached back to cover her ass, but he grabbed her wrist and shoved it up to the small of her back, driving her shoulder into the cushions. She turned her head so she could talk, even though her face was being pushed into the sofa.
"Dammit. That hurt!" She said. "Too hard!"
"It was supposed to hurt." Arthur reminded her. "This is to see how much pain you can take, not how hard I have to spank you before you can tell the difference between a light, playful spank and a forceful punishment spank."
"Fuck." Kat gasped. "Negative one. That's the threshold. Yellow light."
"Alright." Arthur nodded and stepped back.
"Keep going, but go lighter." Kat demanded. Arthur nodded and stepped forward again. He took her arm and pressed her further into the cushions. He didn't answer, but his next spank on her other cheek was lighter.
"Am I supposed to count?" Kat asked.
"Yes." Arthur nodded. "That was two."
"I know that-" Kat's retort was cut off by a third spank. "Three."
-smack- "Four." Kat recited.
-smack- "Five."
-smack- "Six."
-smack- "Seven."
-smack- "Eight."
-smack- "Nine."
-smack- "Ten." Kat sounded almost bored by the time she reached ten, but she went a little rigid as she felt his fingers rub against her ass rather than spank it. Then his fingers dipped between her spread legs and probed her slit, pushing her clit even harder against the arm of the sofa. She was slick, but now she was aware of it.
-Smack- "Eleven." Kat continued the count. The wetness on his fingers had made it sting a little bit, and it felt stronger than before. Just a little.
-Smack- "Twelve." Kat continued to count all the way to -Smack- "Twenty." His fingers dipped into her again, and she relaxed a little, moaning into the pillow.
Her ass was a canvas of red, with most of his strikes coming directly behind her. Now he changed the angle so that the strikes came from directly above, still alternating cheeks with each strike, and this time a little stronger than the previous twenty.
-SMack- "Twenty-one." Kat gasped.
-SMack- "Twenty-two." Kat's thighs squeezed together a little, and she pressed her crotch onto the sofa arm to escape the force that rubbed her clit indirectly.
-SMack- "Twenty-three..." All the way to -SMack- "Thirty." Kat sighed. "How many do I-" She cut off as she felt something else probe against her entrance. It definitely wasn't his finger. It was a lot thicker than that. She looked behind her as best she could, but he still held her wrist in one hand and didn't let her turn far.
"Are you ready?" Arthur asked. "I'm going to fuck you while I spank you."
"Oh god, finally." Kat shuddered at the thought of it. "Let me use my hands to brace?"
Arthur let go of her wrist, and she brought her hands under her to pick herself up a little and brace herself against him. He pressed against her from behind, and she could feel his tip part her lips as her slick juices soaked him as he pressed against her. She shuddered as he slid slowly in, then gasped as he brought his hand up to strike the underside of her ass even harder than before.
-SMAck- "Thirty-." Kat gasped as he slid in just a fraction of an inch more. "-one." She finished the count.
-SMACk- "Thirty-two." Kat clenched her eyes and groaned, pushing back against him to push him further into her than the tantalizingly slow slide he seemed to want to maintain. She didn't gain much purchase, but she felt he'd moved further in than before.
-SMACK- "Thirty-three!" Kat shuddered as she felt Arthur start to slide out and then back in. "Oh my god. Arthur. Please. FUCK ME." She shuddered just saying it. "Pin me down and fuck the shit out of me right the fuck now!"
-SMACK- "Oh my god! Thirty-Four!" Kat yelled. "Please." She whined.
-SMACK- "Thirty-Five." She gasped as he rammed into her this time and then grabbed onto her hips.
-SMACK!- "Thirty-Six!" Kat yelled as she winced at the sudden flair of pain from the smack that came stronger than before.
-SMACK!!- "Yellow Light!" Kat yelled. "That's it, that's the limit!" She gasped out as Arthur continued to fuck her. With her pain tolerance established, he did just as she hoped and focused entirely on fucking her.
The next few minutes were a blur as he sawed in and out of her, never entirely withdrawing. He fucked her hard and fast, shoving her face into the sofa cushions to cut off her screams as she tried to keep up with the count. Every time he withdrew, he spanked her, shifting direction and alternating cheeks. By the end, her ass was hot red, her legs were soaked with her wetness, and she'd screamed her way through another orgasm without reprieve.
Finally, when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Kat felt his dick spasm inside her. She arched her back and head up with a sudden intake of breath as he filled her. She clawed the sofa, dislodging the cushions, and as she reared up, Arthur reached forward and grabbed her by the tits. She came again. Her whole body seized, but she had no air left for a scream. She silently gasped out, flailing until she felt Arthur's strong arms take her up and hold her tight so that she didn't hurt herself. She spasmed against him, milking his cock with her insides for all she was worth, and then she collapsed.
She woke up looking up at the ceiling of her living room. She could feel the sofa cushions under her back, with one leg sliding off the floor. Arthur was kneeling next to the sofa, a glass of water in his hand.
"Drink this." Arthur told her.
She tried to sit up a little but felt dizzy, so she stopped part way through.
"Deep breaths." Arthur warned her.
"What happened?" She asked.
"You uh... you passed out." Arthur said. "I don't think you got enough air during that last orgasm. You were only out for a few seconds, but still." He looked worried, but Kat could hardly imagine why. From where she lay, the world felt the best it ever had, even if it was a mess between her legs.
"Thank you." Kat said with a smirk. "I'll be okay. I just need to catch my breath." She smiled. "Thank you, Sir."
"You said that already." Arthur pointed out. "You sure you're okay?"
"I'm on cloud nine right now." Kat assured him. "This is exactly what I needed. I can't wait for our next lesson."
She reached for him and cupped his face in her hand. "Do I get a grade on fucking?"
Arthur smirked. "B minus."
"B Minus?!?!?" Kat yelled as she bolted upright.
Arthur laughed. "Don't worry. We'll just have to keep practicing."
Kat rolled her eyes and playfully smacked him with a pillow. "You're afraid I won't fuck you if you give me an A?" She chuckled. "Don't worry. Something tells me I'll need that kind of fucking regularly for a while. Selene was right; the stress relief, all of it, I feel amazing." Kat sighed.
"Speaking of Selene..." Arthur looked toward her front door. "With your evaluation over, I should really get back."
"Not yet." Kat shook her head. "Can we..." She hesitated for a moment, then sighed.
Arthur seemed to intuit what she wanted without making her ask for it. He nodded, climbed onto the couch behind her, and laid down. He held her close with his arms wrapped around her and his head on the arm of the sofa. She felt small in his arms and warm against him, with the heat coming off her ass cheeks bathing his cock in a comfortable warmth that was both stimulating and relaxing.
Neither of them meant to drift off, but they were so comfortable, so at peace, and so exhausted that they had little choice in the matter. Once their eyes closed, it was a matter of hours before they opened again.
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