\nI was just young teen boy of eighteen when Madam Rekha made her everlasting impact on my
\nlife, converting me forever into a submissive worshipful masochistic
\nslave to older dominant and aggressive women. I was in ninth class
\nand stayed in the hostel attached to the school. I was a slim
\ndelicate boy and usually aroused strong maternal instincts in women.
\nOur term had started two months back and it would be the Diwali
\nholidays in another month. The post of warden and math teacher was
\nvacant and suddenly rumors started that a tough new lady teacher
\nwould soon take over the duties. I expected her to be an elderly
\nspinster, severe looking and close to retirement. What we got instead
\nwas a tall slim athletic woman, of about thirty-five years of age
\nwith a steely piercing gaze and supreme self-confidence.<\/p>\n
\nThe first time I saw Madam Rekha in the class, she was wearing a
\nsalwar and kameez, a typical Punjabi dress, with a starched white
\ndupatta and slim black high heel sandals, somehow looking very sexy
\nand out of place in the class room. The dress failed to hide the fact
\nof a strong strapping lithe body, apparent from her bearing and
\nwhatever was visible of her sculpted strong forearms. Her face was
\naverage with a faint growth of soft hair on her lips, generally found
\nin many virile north Indian women. But the strong predatory
\nexpression on her face made her extremely attractive to me. I soon
\ngot a taste of how strong she was. On the first day itself, she
\nseemed to pick me out for special treatment though it did not seem
\nlike that at the moment. She asked a tough question and when no one
\nanswered, asked me to stand up and reply. My answer was wrong and she
\ncalled me to the front of the class, a steely glint in her eyes and
\nlet me have a resounding slap which made me stagger and almost fall
\ndown. The sting brought tears to my eyes and when I started crying,
\nshe asked me to kneel down for the duration of the class.<\/p>\n
\nThis happened every day for the next few days and I started to dread
\ngoing to the class. She realized the effect that public punishment
\nwas having on my psyche and stopped punishing me in public but called
\nme to her office in the hostel every evening, where I would receive a
\nthorough beating regularly for all my mistakes of the day.
\nPerversely, though these beatings were quite painful and humiliating,
\nI had started enjoying them in secret as it brought her close to me.
\nShe smelled faintly of a lovely musk and from close, her smooth
\nglowing healthy complexion was extremely arousing. I used to look
\ndown while being berated by her, where I could stare at her beautiful
\nfair slim feet, just visible through the straps of her sandals.<\/p>\n
\nI would masturbate furiously every night, imagining how she would
\nlook naked and imagining making passionate love to her. I also
\nwondered why other boys in my class were getting away lightly and I
\nwas being singled out for her punishing sprees. I fleetingly saw
\nsomething close to attraction and lust in her eyes while she beat me
\nand this aroused a wild hope in me, which became stronger with every
\nbeating that I received from her.<\/p>\n
\nAny way, the result was that I would stare at her surreptitiously,
\ntrying to get a glimpse of her body other than the feet, hands and
\nface visible normally. My day was made if I could see her while she
\nremoved and readjusted her dupatta, so that the gently rising profile
\nof her lovely taut breasts became visible. Once I caught a glimpse of
\nslim smooth ankles and a fleshy muscled hairy calf as she raised her
\nsalwar to get rid of an irritating stem of grass from her dress and I
\nmasturbated twice that night, visualizing the rest of her legs. From
\nthen on, I started making mistakes on purpose and the beatings
\nincreased till one fine day, just before the holidays, she forbade me
\nfrom going home. She phoned my uncle and aunt, my guardians, that she
\nwas retaining me in the hostel for three weeks of extra coaching in
\nthe holidays.<\/p>\n
\nThe holidays emptied the hostel and I was the only one remaining
\nthere apart from Madam Rekha. The mess was also closed and she ordered
\nme to move into her small warden's flat. She had a suite consisting
\nof a small kitchen, one living room and a small bedroom. There was an
\nexercise bike in the corner, explaining her strapping athletic frame.
\nShe told me that I could sleep in the living room. The first night
\npassed uneventfully and I did not masturbate that night, overcome
\nwith a sense of occasion and a delicious feeling of anticipation. I
\nslept like a log and woke up refreshed and very horny. In the
\nmorning, Madam was reasonably gracious towards me, even cooking me a
\nsmall favorite dish for lunch. I noticed her gaze drifting to me time
\nand again with a strange look in her eyes. She went out to the
\nlibrary after lunch, giving me an assignment, which I was to complete
\nby the evening. I tried to do it, but it was too tough and I gave up,
\nanticipating a beating as usual, which both excited and scared me.<\/p>\n
\nTo pass time, I looked through her books and was surprised to find a
\nfew adult books in the lowermost shelf, hidden behind textbooks. They
\nwere mostly of erotic literature category but some of a very arousing
\nnature. There were complete works of DeSade and I read a few
\nparagraphs randomly and was tremendously aroused, by the description
\nof perverse sexual punishments. There also seemed to be many hardcore
\nnovels, describing all manners of perversities and incest among
\nfamily members. The books were well thumbed and used and must have
\nbeen read many times. I quickly put them back and of course, there
\nwas no way I could study after that. It took a lot of discipline just
\nto keep my hands away from my erect penis. I quickly restored the
\nbooks as much as possible to their original order well before her
\nreturn.<\/p>\n
\nMadam Rekha returned in the evening, had a refreshing bath and asked
\nme also to bathe quickly and come for getting my homework checked.
\nShe put on a fresh pair of her favorite pair of salwar kameez,
\nslipped on her cream colored rubber bathroom slippers and walked to
\nher desk, the slippers slapping sexily against her pink soles. To me
\nthey looked and sounded so sensuous that I started getting a hard-on,
\nwhich I desperately tried to suppress. Most probably she noticed it
\nbut chose to ignore it. She sat down and asked me to show her what I
\nhad done in the afternoon. I trembled as she also took out her
\nfavorite cane from the drawer and kept it ready.<\/p> \n\n
\nShe looked at the answer sheets and her brows slowly knitted into a
\nfrown as she saw what I had done. She could not contain her anger and
\nlanded me a sudden stinging slap on my cheek, asking me what I had
\ndone the whole afternoon. Then she picked up the cane, asked me to
\nspread my palms outward and started striking hard on them with the
\ncane. When I pulled my hands back, stung beyond endurance, she
\nstarted beating me on my legs and buttocks, wherever she could reach
\nwith the cane. I sobbed and did not reply but inadvertently glanced
\nat her bookcase. It was a terrible mistake as she too looked there
\nand noted the displaced volumes of DeSade. Her eyes lit up with that
\nstrange expression and she throatily asked me whether I had been
\ngoing through her private books. When I cringed and meekly nodded,
\nshe walked to me and pulling my hair shook me and shouted at me
\nsaying she would show me what happens when children poke into adult's
\nprivate possessions. "Aaj tujhe maja chakhatee hoon, meri private
\ncheezon par nazar daalne ka."<\/p>\n
\nHer nearness to me slowly aroused me, in spite of my fear and I
\nstared at her heaving chest, noting the bulge of firm mounds from
\nbelow her bra-cups, faintly visible through the cloth of her kameez.
\nShe saw me staring and froze. Something came over me and I bent down
\nand reverentially kissed her hand. She pulled up my head roughly
\ncatching my hair and I moaned in pain as she stared into my eyes. She
\nsaw a deep worshipping look there and slowly a lusty predatory look
\nappeared in her dark flashing eyes. She stayed still for a moment and
\nsuddenly kissed me full on the lips. The kiss told me everything and
\nI instinctively had a complete idea of what would happen during the
\nwhole remaining three weeks of the holiday.<\/p>\n
\nIn retrospect, this first night was the most painful as I got beaten
\nby her all night. She was like a child who has been given her
\nfavorite toy and wanted to just play with it to her heart's content.
\nAll her fantasies about having a young boy to play with and beating
\nhim as she pleased had come within her reach and she was free to act
\nout her secret sexual desires. Even if she would have continued in
\nthe same vein throughout the vacation, I would not have minded as the
\npain of beating was overshadowed by the strong sexual attraction that
\nI felt for this goddess like teacher of mine. But she mellowed after
\nfirst night and the beatings were softer and more sensual next day
\nonwards, and were more to arouse than to cause pain.<\/p>\n
\nTo continue the story, my joy knew no bounds when she kissed me and I
\nlooked at her with a deep reverential look while continuing to cry
\nwith fright. The interlude lasted only a moment as she started
\nbeating me hard with purposeful determined blows. Even as I whimpered
\nwith pain at the blows that I received, my young eager penis rose and
\nmade a telltale bulge in my shorts. Madam Gill too noticed it and
\nslowly licked her lips.<\/p>\n
\nShe was now thoroughly aroused as she started slapping me hard across
\nthe cheeks with her palms. I felt pure pleasure throb my veins but
\nsobbed in a show of fear, my cheeks stinging with the delicious pain.
\nWhen the sting in my cheeks became unbearable I started trying to get
\naway from her. This infuriated her further and she picked up her
\nrubber-lined cane again and started whipping me anywhere she could
\nland it. As I cried for mercy, she shouted at me to strip quickly if
\nI wanted to escape the relentless beating. "Nanga ho ja jaldi se
\nnahin to aur maar khayega" I obeyed, jumping around and sobbing with
\nthe sensation of the deliciously sensuous pain as I quickly removed
\nmy clothes. Her eyes lit up with a strange lust as she saw my small
\nboyish figure and smooth naked skin and dropping the cane started
\nslapping my face hard with her palms. Finally I was completely nude
\nand she turned me around and drawing her arm well back, gave me a
\ncouple of final resounding slaps on the cheeks for good measure,
\nwhich made me rock back on my heels.<\/p>\n
\nShe observed my tear stained red cheeks with satisfaction and then
\npicking up her cane, rained blows after blows on my rump, all the
\nwhile threatening me that she would teach me a lesson for my
\naudacious behavior in kissing her hand. "Teri himmat kaise huee mera
\nhaath choomne ki" I sobbed and whimpered but my penis rose further in
\na salute to the beautiful angry woman. She saw the slim five-inch boy
\ncock throbbing at her and again licked her lips hungrily. She was now
\nmad with lust and in a sadistic mood. She stopped herself with great
\neffort and threw the cane on the floor. She asked me to lie down on
\nthe floor and I obeyed her immediately. She quickly rummaged through
\nher drawer and produced two of her soiled bras from the laundry
\nbasket. With these, she proceeded to bind my wrists and ankles and
\nsoon had me helplessly trussed up. She pulled me on to my feet and
\nsternly warned me to keep standing under all circumstances otherwise
\nshe would beat me to a pulp.<\/p>\n
\nShe now stepped out of her rubber footwear and smiling at me
\nsadistically, lifted one each in both hands. They were nice soft well-
\nworn home slippers and she smacked them together experimentally,
\nmaking a loud slapping sound. "teri to chappalon se pitayee hona
\nchahiye" Then she advanced towards me, planted her feet firmly and
\nstarted deliberately slapping me hard on the face with her two
\nslippers. She was not gentle, and landed each slap with all her
\nstrength, alternately with both hands. The soft rubber caressed as
\nwell as stung my cheeks hard and I started sobbing again, both with
\npain and desire for the strong athletic body of my teacher.<\/p>\n
\nShe asked me to shut up and soon her blows were raining all over my
\nbody, the slippers making soft sexy thwack-thwack sound as they hit
\nme all over. She spared my erect and quivering penis and
\nconsiderately paused once in a while to caress and roll the shaft
\nslowly between the inner smooth velvety surface of the slippers. The
\nthrobbing and jumping of my penis when she did that, somehow would
\nrecharge her with more energy to beat me still more. She stopped only
\nwhen she was tired and panting hard with the effort. Sweat was
\npouring off her brows and her salwar and kameez were wet, clinging to
\nher strong lithe body, showing the shape of her tight bra holding
\nback her hard jutting breasts.<\/p>\n
\nShe paused, looking at me reflectively. She threw the slippers down
\nand then started undressing. She took off her kameez in a smooth
\nmotion. My cock jumped as I saw the tight low cut skimpy white nylon
\nbrassiere restraining her proudly jutting hard breasts. Without
\npausing she undid the knot on her salwar and slipped out of it. Her
\nstrong slim thighs were well muscled and her panties were
\nsurprisingly small, just managing to cover the sexy dark triangle at
\nthe junction of her thighs. I drank in the sight of the enticing
\nbikini pair, looking even more desirable on her as no one could
\nimagine that prim schoolteachers would wear such erotic underwear.
\nHer strong muscled calves were covered with a profusion of soft black
\nhair and looked very sexy. I was ecstatic but sobbing with pain at
\nthe delicious aching of my body all over. She stood in front of me
\nand commanded me to lick her sweat off. "Chal, jaldi se mera pasina
\napni jeebh se chaat chaat ke poch."<\/p>\n
\nAs I hesitated just a little, she slapped me hard across the face,
\nmaking me cry out and fall down on the floor. She just nudged my face
\nwith her legs and asked me to start from feet up. As I started
\nlicking her feet, she obligingly lifted them, exposing her soft pink
\nsoles. I licked them lovingly and carefully and moved on to her feet.
\nThe taste was salty and very arousing and soon I was licking with
\nenthusiasm. I licked between her slim toes, even sucking on them
\nreverently. She became still, enjoying the toe sucking.<\/p>\n
\nI was finding it difficult to move around due to my bound hands and
\nankles but she compensated by moving around and presenting various
\nparts of her legs to my mouth. She asked me to spend a little more
\ntime on the insides of her muscled hairy calves, as they were really
\ndrenched. "Pindaliyon par bahut passena hai, unhe jara theek se
\nchaatna" I moved up to her thighs and my penis throbbed madly when I
\nlicked her thighs and buttocks, around her panties. I pressed my face
\ninto the soft mound below the cloth of the panties and she let me
\nsniff at the treasure below for a while before pulling me roughly up
\nwith my hair. I licked her round firm chootads with special gusto,
\nimaging the how the small puckered hole in the center would look.<\/p>\n
\nI then licked and cleaned her sweaty back and stomach with my tongue
\nand then stood up facing her. There was a lot of hair on her lower
\nback too and I realized that this was just another evidence of her
\nlusty fiery nature. My head only came up to the lovely chest of madam
\nGill, her tall frame towering over me by a good deal. I thrust my
\ntongue into the deep valley between the proud breasts, half covered
\nby the tight bra cups and licked avidly. Her pointed white bra cones
\nthrust against my cheeks and I could clearly feel the hard erect
\nnipples through them.<\/p>\n
\nAs I came to the sides of her torso, she lifted her arms high in the
\nair and told me that she had a real treat for me there. "Meri kaankh
\nmein to tere liye mast khazana hai, jara majaa le le kar choosna."
\nHer hairy armpits were sopping wet and the short soft black bush in
\nthe cavity was dripping with her healthy sweat. I buried my mouth
\neagerly in them, licking and sucking. As my tongue repeatedly licked
\nher armpit with hunger, she purred with approval and waited till I
\nhad dabbed them dry. I moved on to her back, the shoulders and then
\nthe neck. She had tied her hair high in a pile and the slim neck was
\nopen to me, covered with a film of sweat. I stood on my toes and
\nkissed and licked her gently on the neck and shoulders and on her
\nears and she literally hummed with desire now. Finally I faced her,
\nlooking up at her with puppy like adoration. Her clear black eyes
\nwere full of unimaginable lust and she gazed down at me as a predator
\nlooks at its prey, slowly licking her lips. On an impulse I kissed
\nher, and then licked the sides of her mouth and cheeks. As her eyes
\nsparkled, I was afraid that she might hammer me again but she let it
\npass and I moved on to finally to her brow, licking it clean of the
\ndripping sweat.<\/p>\n
\nThe sweat licking accomplished to her satisfaction, Madam Rekha pushed
\nme to the floor and asked me to lie down flat. Then she slipped out
\nof her sweat soaked lingerie and bunched them up. I gazed at her
\nunbound up-thrust breasts and marveled at their hard muscled look.
\nThe black nipples were erect and quivering like two long peanuts. The
\ncrotch looked magnificent, covered with a dense black bush, overgrown
\nand totally untrimmed. She obviously never trimmed her crotch or
\narmpits. She had small soft hair on her arms and legs, and the hairy
\nlimbs were another proof of her animal nature and strong sexual
\nappetite. She squatted near my face and commanded me to open my mouth
\nwide. "Muh kholo, apni chaddi aur body tere muh mein thoons doon." I
\nobeyed and she stuffed the bunched up underwear in my mouth. She was
\nthorough and used her finger to make sure that everything had been
\ntucked in.<\/p>\n
\nThe stuffing over, she asked me to close my mouth and suck on the
\nunderclothes. She smiled cruelly at me and told me that if the pair
\nhad not been thoroughly sucked and chewed clean when she finished her
\nnext act, I would be flogged to within an inch of my life. "Mere
\nandar ke kapde agar choos choos kar bilkul saaf nahin kiye to marte
\ndam tak maroongi" She need not have threatened me as I felt like a
\ndevotee whose most devout wish has been answered by his goddess. I
\ntasted the salty tangy flavor of her sweat mixed with the smell of
\nher body and sucked on the nylon hungrily, my cock now throbbing with
\na painful hardness. She moved her palm over it appreciatively and
\nthen kneeled down straddling my torso. "Achha pyara sa lund hai tera
\nladke, jara chode kar dekhoon kitna dum hai isme." She held the shaft
\nin one hand and opened up her cunt lips with the other. I looked
\nspellbound at the dark pink lips and the red gash between them,
\nglistening with her fluids. Her vagina was drooling and I correctly
\nguessed that she must have even had an orgasm while beating me. She
\nquickly guided the swollen knob into her cuntal opening and then sank
\ndown, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure as the shaft slid up her
\nchannel smoothly. She came to rest on my stomach, her plentiful bush
\ntickling my stomach.<\/p>\n
\nMadam Rekha then settled down, and exercised her cunt muscles
\nexperimentally. I almost came, my eager penis unable to bear the
\nsqueezing pressure of the soft hot flesh. My groan of lust was
\nmuffled by the erotic gag in my mouth, but was still loud enough to
\nstartle her, so strong was her squeezing action. She immediately
\npicked up a slipper and slapped me hard on the face, her face red
\nwith fury and warned me again not to come unless she gave
\npermission. "Agar bina meree permission ke jhada to dekh tera kya
\nhaal kartee hoon" As I relished the stinging sensation in my face,
\npainful but strangely erotic, she started rising up and down fucking
\nherself with my penis. I somehow controlled myself and lay still, my
\nbody rigid with pleasure. She laid the two slippers on both sides of
\nmy torso, within easy reach of her hands as a warning to me and
\nslowly increased her tempo.<\/p>\n
\nShe had her first explosive orgasm immediately, letting out a throaty
\nscream and bringing her fists down hard on my thighs. "oooee ma, mar
\ngayee, iss pyare chkore ne to maar hi dala" She did not decrease her
\ntempo even a little bit while enjoying her release and in fact
\naccelerated her fucking strokes. She now rose and sank in a steady
\nfast rhythm fucking me expertly. I continued sucking on her lingerie,
\nmy mind in a whirl with unbearable pleasure. Her moist wet cunt
\nclutched my shaft with love and I lost count of the orgasms she had.
\nAs I rose towards another crescendo, looking at her with pleading
\neyes, she angrily picked up her slippers in both hands and started
\nraining blows on my both cheeks. "teri smaajh mein nahi aaya, ullu
\nkahin ke? Jhad kar apnee iss teacher didi ko pyaasa hi rakhega?" As
\nI felt the stinging painful blows, I whimpered with pain and my
\norgasm backed off a little, afraid of her wrath. She did not make it
\neasy for me, as she milked my cock hard with her cuntal muscles
\nalmost daring me to come. I sobbed and managed to somehow hold on.
\nSoon she had another mind-blowing orgasm, no doubt excited by the act
\nof beating my face with her slippers.<\/p>\n
\nShe slumped and rested for some time, panting hard, her face radiant
\nwith the pleasure of so many orgasms. Her hands fell by her side and
\nshe stopped beating me. She kept quiet for a minute or so and in fact
\nsmiled at me beautifully, caressing my face with the soft inside of
\nthe slippers. She called me a good boy and asked me to control myself
\nfor some more time, as she wanted to fuck me harder now. "Tu pyara
\naur smajhdar student hai mera. Kuch der aur aise hi khada rakh, aur
\njoresy chodne walee hoon tujhe" She asked me whether I had finished
\nlaundering her bra and panties and I nodded, having sucked off all
\nthe sweat from her nylons. "Meri chaddi aur bra saaf ki?" She asked
\nme to open my mouth and then pulled out the pair of her underwear.
\nShe examined it critically and finding them clean and well sucked
\nnodded with approval. She told me that my mouth would be free now but
\nfor my own sake, cautioned me not to shout and only answer whatever
\nshe asked. Otherwise my face's tryst with her slippers would
\ncontinue, she said, her eyes sparkling again with lust. "Chillaya to
\ndono gaalon par chappalen hi chappalen padengi"<\/p>\n
\nMadam Rekha now started bouncing up and down again, slowly and
\ndeliberately prolonging her pleasure this time. She cupped her own
\nbreasts and squeezed them sensuously like twin rubber horns of a car.
\nShe grunted rhythmically as my cock pistoned into her clutching cunt
\nand she started coming with great shuddering sighs. She asked me
\nrhetorically in an erotic word play who she was and I told her that
\nshe was my goddess, my teacher, my didi and my mistress. "Akshay,
\nmein teri kaun hoon?" "Madam, aap meri devee, maa, didi, maalkin,
\nteacher, sab kuch hain." She asked me who I was and I replied with
\nclenched teeth, unable to bear this sweet torture that I was her
\nslave and her toy to do with as she pleased. "Tu mera kaun
\nhai?" "Didi, mein aapka daas hoon, aapka khilona hoon." She climaxed
\nagain at my words and bent down on top of my body. I stared
\nhypnotized at her delightful firm cone shaped breasts bobbing in my
\nface while she pulled down a big pillow from the bed and put it below
\nmy shoulders, raising my torso. Then she asked me to open my mouth
\nand as I eagerly obeyed her, slipped one of her pointed breasts
\nwithin my lips. She then put her arms around me and clutched me hard,
\ndriving most of the firm flesh into my mouth.<\/p>\n
\nShe asked me to suck and I complied, sucking at the hard nipples and
\nthe succulent flesh around it. "Ab meri choochi chooso, samajho mein
\ntumhari maa hoon aur tum bhookhe bachhe ho." She then fucked me hard,
\nalmost like a man fucking in missionary style, her strong thighs
\nwrapped around my waist. As she progressed on her journey to her
\norgasm, the breast entered deeper into my mouth till finally the
\nnipple was lodged in my throat and my wide-open mouth was encircling
\nthe wide base of her breast. "Poori choochi muh mein le ladke, man
\nlaga ker choos." I held on with all my control, not even a sound
\nescaping my lips and she rode me for ages, till she had her fill of
\norgasms after orgasms. Finally she stopped and sat up, satiated for
\nthe moment, looking down at me quizzically. The sucked breast was
\nsuffused with blood and looked deliciously pink, the nipple elongated
\nlike a finger.<\/p>\n
\nShe told me gently that I had been a very bad boy because I had been
\ngood and kept myself under control. She was angry at being denied the
\nsatisfaction of punishing me for making a mistake and hence was going
\nto punish me anyway for not giving her any excuse for beating me with
\nher slippers. While I was trying to make sense of this convoluted
\nlogic, she had picked up her slippers and let me have a dozen of
\njuicy hard blows on the cheeks. I accepted the delightful mixture of
\npain and pleasure meekly, crying out in supplication, which excited
\nher further. She stopped after this and commanded me to get up and
\nlie down on the bed. I lay on my side, my hands and legs still bound.
\nShe untied them and lay in front of me sideways, in the opposite
\ndirection. Her crotch was in front of me and I saw the parted cunt
\nlips, swollen and red with repeated fucking, still oozing juice, the
\nmusky perfume from her vulva assailing my nostrils.<\/p>\n
\nShe raised her upper leg, opening up her cunt for me and pulled my
\nface into her crotch, my cheek resting on the firm pillow of her well-
\nmuscled lower thigh. "Tu iss layak to nahin hai, phir bhi tujhe apni
\nraseelee bur choosne ka mauka detee hoon." I sobbed gratefully, at
\nlast given permission to suck her heavenly nether opening and started
\nlicking her thighs and vulva with my tongue, scooping up all the
\njuice. While I licked her labia, swallowing the thick musky syrup,
\nshe closed her legs around my head and started humping my mouth. She
\nsharply asked me to use my tongue and I inserted it in the wet hot
\nhole. "Jeebh daal andar pugle, aur jeebh se apnee teacher ki bur ko
\nchode" She stiffened with pleasure and as I started fucking her with
\nmy tongue, she ejaculated a copious amount of cunt juice into mouth.<\/p>\n
\nThe taste was extraordinarily arousing for me and I redoubled my
\nsucking. I felt her arms around my buttocks and her warm wet mouth
\nenveloped my glans. She sucked it a little and then cautioned me that
\neven when I came, she expected that I would continue to suck her cunt
\nand fuck it with my tongue without a moment's break. "Jhadne par meri
\nchoot choosna band nahin karna nahi to kya hoga tu to jaanta hi hai"
\nShe also said that this was the first and last time that she was
\ntaking pity on my horny state and sucking me off at the start of our
\ngames. Tomorrow onwards, she would do as she pleased and I had to be
\nher total slave and was expected to maintain my erection as long as
\nshe wanted. Any mistakes would be punished with the slippers. "Kal se
\nmeri poori gulaami karega tu, mein jo kahoongi, wuh karna padega."<\/p>\n
\nBefore she resumed her sucking, she licked off her own cunt juice
\nfrom the shaft and surrounding skin of my stomach. Then she played
\nwith my penis a little, since she was able to now hold her libido in
\ncheck, having already slaked her raging lust. She seemed to like the
\nslim boyish penis as she caressed it lovingly, rotating it to have a
\ncloser look and also kissed it all over affectionately. "Lagta to hai
\nki teri malai swadisht hogi. Agar pasand nahin ayee to bahut
\nmarongi". Then Madam Gill just took all five inches into her mouth
\nand sucked like an ice candy, her tongue coaxing my bursting penis to
\ngive up its treasure. I continued licking her sweet sexy bur with my
\ntongue and Inserted my tongue all the way and kept it there while she
\nclutched it and slowly humped it. I ejaculated but managed not to
\nmake any sound and just soaked in the sublime pleasure of a long
\npending release that too in the warm wet mouth of this beautiful
\nteacher of mine. She seemed to like it as she made a
\nsatisfied "Mmmmm" sound and swallowed with relish.<\/p>\n
\nAfter that, my horny mistress crushed my head in her thighs and had a
\nspirited bout of masturbation on my mouth, orgasming again and again
\ntill she finally fell back with a contented sigh, satiated and limp.
\nI frankly did not know what to do now so gingerly just licked up her
\nthighs and choot to clean up all the sticky juice. It was apparently
\nthe correct thing to do, as she hummed and parted her legs to give me
\nunhindered access to her genitals. Then I noticed that her body was
\nshiny with sweat, a result of the strenuous fuck that she had had
\nwith me. I licked her body lovingly and it kept me busy for a good
\nfifteen minutes till she was ready again.<\/p>\n
\nShe sat up and looked me as one looks at a pet or a toy, full of
\npossessive lust and a satisfied glint in her eyes. "Mera gulaam ban
\nkar rahega bete to bahut maja karega. Par maar bhi khoob khanee
\npadegi. Tere jaise chikne ladkon ko peetna mujhe bahut achhha lagta
\nhai, meri bur ekdum geelee ho jatee hai." I nodded with a worshipful
\nlook and encouraged, she continued. "Mein jo kahoongi, usse ekdum
\nmanna padega, bhale hi kitna hi ganda kaam ho." I nodded my
\nacceptance and she smiled beautifully, ruffling my hair. I looked at
\nher and asked her with humility. "Madam, mein apko akele mein kya
\nkahoon?" She said that I could call her Didi. "Bahar to sabke samne
\nmujhe Teacherji ya Madam kaha kar. Akele mein Didi chalega."<\/p>\n
\nOn getting confirmation from me about becoming her slave, she perked
\nup again and stood up. "chal mere saath bathroom mein chal, badi jor
\nsey pishab lagi hai." On hearing this, my limp penis started
\nhardening fast as I could not imagine a lustier scenario than being
\nallowed to accompany her while she pissed. As it turned out, she had
\neven dirtier things on mind. I followed her like a lamb while she
\nwalked to the bathroom, her gait a little stiff with the pressure in
\nher bladder. She sat down on the toilet seat and then locked her eyes
\nwith mine. I stood frozen, trying to read her mind and I saw pure
\nanimal lust in her eyes. She did not speak nor did she start pissing.
\nThen after a minute, I slowly sank down on my knees in front of her
\nand buried my face in her hairy choot, signifying to her that I had
\nunderstood her wish. She fondly ran her fingers in my hair and said
\nthat I was a clever boy. "Samajhdar ladka hai tu, chal uth aur theek
\nse farsh par baith ja."<\/p>\n
\nI sat down on the floor comfortably and she too got up and walked to
\nme. She stood straddling me, caught my head, and forced me to look
\nup. I found her cunt just two inches above my face and it looked and
\nsmelt divine. I licked it affectionately and she impatiently told me
\nto just open my mouth. "Chatna baad mein, abhee muh khol." I obeyed
\nbut she was not satisfied. "Aur khol, nahin to mujhe takleef hogi
\nnishana lagane mein". I opened my jaws as wide as possible and she
\npulled me up possessively till her choot was just an inch above my
\nmouth. "Dekh ab taiyar hai na? theek se peena, ek bhi boond chalkayee
\nto maar maar kar bhurta bana doongi." Then my mistress started
\npissing. The sparkling stream entered my mouth with force and filled
\nit in no time due to her strong need to relieve herself. She stopped
\nin time, realizing that there was no way I could swallow that fast. I
\nlet the warm salty liquid remain in my mouth for as long as possible
\nto taste it fully. I was hard now, quivering with a deep primal
\ndesire I had never imagined possible. I drank the nectar finally and
\nas soon as my mouth was empty she pissed again.<\/p>\n
\n"Kyon re mere bachhe, mera moot achha lag raha hai na?" I nodded
\ngently, intent on swallowing the next mouthful. "Araam se pee, swaad
\nle le kar. Ab to hamesha tere hi muh mein pishaab karoongi." She
\nsettled down to a long bout of pissing and kept on telling me how
\nfortunate I was. "Apni teacher ka moot peene mila tujhe, kyonki tu ek
\nchikna aur mast ladka hai. Ab dekh, mein tujhe kaise din raat apna
\nmoot pila pila ke mast karte hoon."<\/p>\n
\nFinally she was done and pulled me up by my hair. She was obviously
\nlooking for signs of revulsion but all she saw in my eyes was a lusty
\nworshipful look. It made her very happy and horny and she dragged me
\nafter her, intent to get to the bed for the fun and games to
\ncontinue. She now trusted my control enough to let me fuck her while
\nshe just lay on the bed and enjoyed the energetic efforts of her
\nyoung horny obedient pupil to fuck her brains out. She egged me on
\nto take my revenge on her. "Chode mere bachhe, apnee teacher ko
\nchode daal, uski choot ko chode chode kar usska bhosda bana de, tujhe
\niss ne bahut peeta hai na aaj, tu bhi apna badlaa nikal le isse buri
\ntarah chode daal." Obviously I was not supposed to orgasm and I
\nliterally cried with the unbearably sweet feeling in my penis as I
\nobeyed her. When I got tired, she let me rest for a while and then
\nassumed a bitch like position on the bed and then asked me to fuck
\nher doggy style. "Chal mere pyare student, chadh ja iss kutiya
\nteacher par aur chode daal isse, hachak hachak kar chode apnee iss
\ndidi ko"<\/p>\n
\nShe stopped only when she had come what seemed like hundreds of times
\nand only when I cried and wept and was about to faint with exhaustion
\nand unbearable lust. It was a tribute to her control on me that I did
\nnot ejaculate while almost passing out with my effort. She finally
\ntook pity on me and asked me gently to fuck her as I pleased, while
\nshe lay back satiated and totally satisfied for the day. She pulled
\nme on top of her and stuffed her breast in my mouth. I just managed
\na few more lunges and then came hard, letting out a lusty joyful
\nscream which was muffled in my throat, gagged by the lovely flesh of
\nher breast. Then I fainted, even before fully enjoying the heavenly
\nrelease. The whole day of continuous beatings and sex took its toll
\nand I opened my eyes only when the sun was well up. (contd later..)<\/p>\n
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