Originally posted to ASSM March 19, 2003

At some point I intend to write more chapters. Someday.

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story takes place in a fantasy world where unwanted pregnancies and STD's
don't exist, also women are naturally submissive bi-sexual.  Like I said
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Glenda (MF/F, D/s, spank, oral)





Chapter One - The Professor's Office

Glenda leaned against Professor John Walker's desk and raised her short
skirt, her long red hair falling to touch the desktop. This was the fourth
time in as many weeks the twenty year old sophomore had found herself in a
position to be punished by the handsome Psychology Professor.

Professor Walker usually found one or two female students every semester
that were willing to trade an occasional spanking for a better grade. These
girls were normally just skating by. Glenda Ruth was the first time an
Honor Roll student's psych profile indicated she would give in to his brand
of discipline.

"Glenda Ruth McKinney, I do believe you are trying to seduce me,"
Professor Walker said, sliding his hand over the young woman's bare ass.

"No sir, Professor Walker, Sir. I wouldn't do something like that,"
Glenda replied, wiggling her ass against his hand.

"Yes, of course not. Let's see, three weeks ago you failed to turn in an
assignment, earning a spanking. At that time you wore plain white cotton
panties. Two weeks ago you came to class late, earning another spanking.
You wore a pair of red silk panties. Last week, what was it?" Professor
Walker asked, slapping her bottom gently, "Oh yes you kept snapping your
bubble gum in class, like a schoolgirl. It was a black thong last week
wasn't it?" 

Walker paused to slide his finger over Glenda's asshole. Glenda made no
attempt to move or reply.

"Today, you called Julie Taggart a slut in my classroom," he said in
a mocking tone. "Now here you are not wearing any panties at all. Tisk
tisk tisk."

"I'm sorry Sir," Glenda really did want to apologize, "but she was
talking about giving the entire basketball team a blowjob. In my book that
makes her a slut."

"Slut or not, I will not have you using that language in my classroom,"
Walker said sternly. "The punishment will be ten swats with the paddle.
Now normally they would be applied over the underwear. However since you
chose not to wear any, it will be on the bare."

"Yes Sir." 

Glenda gasped, as Professor Walker applied the paddle, "One,
thank you Sir.

"Did your parents raise you to talk that way in school?" Walker asked.

"No sir." Whack, "Two, thank you Sir."

Whack, "Oww, three, thank you Sir."

"Do you often use language like that, now that you're an adult?" he
queried, with another swat.

Whack, "No Sir. I was just tired of her telling everyone about how good
her blowjobs are."

"You forgot to count," he said. "What number were we on."

"Shit, three Sir."

"Shit?" Walker leaned over to whisper in her ear, "You just said you
don't use language like that."

"I'm sorry Sir." 

"Let's start over and make it twenty this time," Professor Walker said,
sliding his hand between the girl's legs. "You're wet. I thought you said
you weren't trying to seduce me?"

"I'm not Sir. Please Sir. Not twenty it's hard enough to take ten swats."
Glenda Ruth was panting as the Professor played his hand over her wet
pussy.

"Does getting punished make you all hot and horny?" 

"Yes Sir, I don't want it to but I can't help myself," Glenda cried.

"Tell me horny girl. Do you go home and masturbate when I've finished
punishing you?"

Glenda looked down at the desk and bit her lip. Professor Walker had slid
his middle finger inside her wet pussy and was slowly moving it around.

"Well?" 

"Yes Sir," Glenda replied in a whisper. Her whole body flushing red from
embarrassment.

"Masturbation is a natural and normal human behavior," Professor Walker
replied. "There's no need to be ashamed of yourself for doing it."

"No, it's naughty. My parent's raised me to be a good girl." Glenda
paused for a couple of seconds before continuing, "It's just that what
your doing feels so good."

"You like what I'm doing?" Walker asked. 

Glenda could only nod her head as he continued, "What do you fantasize
about, when you're at home masturbating?"

"Being fucked Sir," Glenda replied.

"Is there someone in particular that's fucking you?"

"Yes." Glenda was back to whispering, her face still flushed.

Walker pulled his finger almost all the way out as he asked, "Who's
fucking you Glenda Ruth?" 

Glenda Ruth swallowed hard before replying, "You are Sir."

"After I finish punishing you today, would you rather I fuck you instead
of sending you home to masturbate?" Walker asked.

Glenda twisted her head to look at Professor Walker, "Will you? Please
say you will."

"Of course I will." Walker loved it when they begged, "There is however a
price for you to pay."

"Yes Sir," Glenda wiggled her hips as he slid his finger back inside,
"Whatever you want."

"I think you should hear what the price is," Walker informed her. "You
may not like the price."

"What is it?" Glenda asked.

"I have a student doing research on submissive females in the
twenty-first century," Walker told the squirming girl. "I would like for
you to assist on some research. You will be required to be SEXUALLY
submissive to me and my student tonight."

"Yes Sir." Glenda was ready to cum. "Please fuck me. I'll do anything if
you just fuck me now."

Professor Walker pulled his finger from the girl. Turning her around, he
grabbed her sweater and pulled it up over her head. Glenda was working
his pants loose as her bra followed the sweater. Walker's cock sprang
straight out as Glenda pulled his pants down around his thighs. Pushing
the girl onto her back he gripped his cock and slid it into her tight warm
interior. She may have claimed to be a good girl, but she was no virgin.
Walker's cock hit bottom, his balls slapping against the panting girl's
ass. Glenda closed her eyes and sighed with passion as Walker rapidly
pistoned his cock. Small shudders shook the girl as her climax neared.
Professor Walker slowed his pace, wanting to postpone the young woman's
orgasm. With his cock moving slowly in and out he reached forward and
began playing with Glenda's large round tits. Rolling the nipples between
his fingers, he soon had them hard. Walker pinched the hard little
nubbins, as the young woman started humping her hips. Professor Walker
closed his eyes and started pumping furiously as Glenda went over the
edge, her moans audible to the few students walking by the Professor's
office. 

Glenda lay on the desk breathing hard as Professor Walker slid his cock
from her still spasming cunt. Giving his cock a few strokes with his hand
he came, spewing his cum on the girl's skirt, stomach and breasts. Walker
pulled his student off the desk, pushing her to her knees on the floor in
front of him.

"Suck it," he demanded. "Suck my cock clean, you little slut."

Glenda pulled his cock into her willing mouth, sucking out the last of
his cum. She bathed his cock with her mouth, slowly licking her way
down to his balls. As Glenda suck his balls into her mouth, Professor
Walker started getting hard again. Glenda kissed and licked her way back
up the stiffening shaft. The horny student soon had him fully erect,
Letting the girl control the situation, Professor Walker closed his eyes
to enjoy the sensations. 

"Glenda may claim to be a good girl, but she gives head like a slut,"
Walker thought to himself. "Julie is so going to love this test subject."

Walker grabbed Glenda's hair and forced his cock all the way into her
mouth. Glenda didn't miss a beat as she felt him grab her, she just kept
sucking, knowing that he was ready to blow his wad down her throat. Walker
shot his second load into the willing young woman's mouth, she dutifully
sucked him dry before cleaning his cock off.

"Wow, I've never had a guy go two times so soon," Glenda said as she got
her breathing under control.

"I'll be ready again this evening," he replied. "I expect you to be at my
house at eight p.m. for the start of our research."

"Ok, I think I'll enjoy having two men fucking me all night," Glenda
answered, she didn't realize that the student was another woman.

"It's not just fucking Glenda," Walker informed her. "It's total
submission to whatever we want. You still have the rest of your punishment
from this afternoon to finish as well."

"Ok, what ever you want," Glenda answered.

She straightened her skirt then pulled her sweater on over her cum stained
tits and belly, not bothering with the bra. Kissing Professor Walker on the
lips she stuffed her bra into her bookbag and left the office.



 
Chapter Two -  The Study Begins

Julie Taggart was sitting on Professor John Walker's couch, legs tucked up
under her, as she went over papers turned in by the freshman class. As she
graded the assignments, Professor Walker watched the girl, her short blond
hair contrasting with her deeply tanned skin. Julie loved to come over and
lay naked in "Uncle" John's walled backyard. John Walker had known Julie
since she was ten, the gangly girl had certainly grown up.

Julie looked up, "What?"

"Nothing, I was just admiring the view."

"No you weren't you were thinking of fucking me," she said matter of
factly. "Only I want you to save everything you have for that bitch
Glenda."

"I have plenty to go around," John replied. "Those vitamins your dad
developed work wonders for an old guy like me."

"Just remember not to fuck the Dean's daughter," she mused. "Daddy should
have known better, there's plenty of girls on campus that would have given
it up with no complaint." 

"Jen Cartwright treated her after the alleged rape, she's convinced that
Polly only cried rape out of jealousy when your dad started fucking her
sister."

"That's why Erica transferred to Southwest University," Julie smiled. "She
followed him there. Do you think they're still fucking?"

The doorbell rang and John got up to answer it as he replied, "Probably,
he seemed happy the last time we talked." 

Professor Walker opened the door to find a nervous looking Glenda standing
on his doorstep. He invited her in, admiring her short schoolgirl skirt and
blouse.

"Come in Glenda," John smiled at the girl. "Don't worry, we'll take care
of you."

John pointed the girl to the livingroom where Julie waited. Glenda
stopped in the doorway as she saw Julie reclining naked on the couch. John
placed his hands on her shoulder from behind.

"Glenda, I believe you know Julie Taggart. Julie this is Glenda Ruth
McKinney our test subject for the evening," Walker introduced the girls.

"Um, Sir I thought the student was a man," Glenda said with a quiver in
her voice. "I don't know about sex stuff with a girl. Especially her."

Julie smiled and stood up, "Please Glenda don't fight it. Your profile
shows you to be a submissive girl with repressed lesbian tendencies.
Tonight you get to experience that with no strings attached."

"Well there is one string attached," Professor Walker commented. "If
Glenda chooses not to go through with this I won't be punishing her
anymore."

Glenda looked over her shoulder at the Professor, "What do you mean?"

"If you decide not to submit to tonight's study, I will not spank you
anymore and I will not ever fuck you again," John said, sliding his hands
down to her hips.

"Yes Sir," Glenda replied. "What do you want me to do?"

"Do you agree to be our little sex toy for tonight?" Julie asked.

"Yes Julie," Glenda agreed. 

"You will call me Mistress and Professor Walker is Master. Is that
clear?" Julie grinned at the thought of this big titted slut eating her
cunny.

"Yes Mistress," Glenda's pussy tingled as she answered.

"Good. Now strip for us," she demanded.

Glenda looked to Professor Walker who just nodded. Julie sat back down on
the couch as Glenda slipped off her sandals and pulled the ends of her
blouse loose from the knot she had tied. Slipping the blouse off her
shoulder she blushed lightly, seeing Julie lick her lips in anticipation.
The only sound in the room was Glenda's breathing and the quiet zzzup of
her skirt's zipper as she lowered it. As she let the skirt fall, John
gripped her by the hips again and slowly led her forward to stand naked in
front of Julie.

"My what a beautiful slut you are," Julie said. "Have you ever eaten
another girl's pussy?"

"No Mistress," Glenda replied, her blush deepening and working it's way
down her shoulders.

"Would you rather eat my pussy first or have me give you the twenty swats
that Master John says you have coming?" Julie asked, spreading her
legs to expose her pussy.

"If I eat your pussy will you not give me the spanking?" Glenda asked.

"If you do a good job I'll use my hand instead of the paddle," Julie
answered. "Of course if I don't think you did a good job I'll give you
thirty swats."

Glenda started shaking as she stared at Julie's freshly shaved pussy and
chewed on her lower lip. John could see the turmoil in her mannerism and
felt that she might just bolt if something wasn't done. 

"Close your eyes and take a deep breath," he whispered in her ear. "Now
relax and kneel on the carpet. That's a good girl."

Glenda kept her eyes closed and focused on Professor Walker's voice. John
could feel the girl relax as he moved his hands to guide her to kneel on
the floor, between Julie's legs. Julie smiled up at him, an evil gleam in
her eye. He frowned and shook his head at her, she needs to learn
patience. 

"Open your eyes," Walker continued. "Now just lean forward and give
Mistress Julie a kiss on the inside of her thigh."

Julie pointed to a spot half way from her knee to her wet hungry pussy.
Glenda followed instructions and kissed her there.

"That's a good little slut. Now the other side," John instructed, keeping
his voice soft and low, his hands never leaving the submissive young woman.
"Very good. Now kiss Mistress Julie a little higher." 

Glenda could smell the passion and feel the heat coming off Julie as she
kissed higher. She could feel a warm trickle of moisture escape from her
own pussy as she followed instructions. Unconsciously she moved her hand up
to rub her own pussy. She let Professor Walker guide her mouth closer to
Julie's slit. Her next kiss just touched Julie's labia. Glenda tried to
pull back, John gently held her in place.

"You want to please me don't you?" he asked quietly, "Pleasing your
Mistress will please me.

Glenda kissed Julie on her pussy, causing a moan. Julie wiggled her hips
as the girl kissed. John winked at her and mouthed the word "whisper".

"Lick me slut," Julie whispered, taking her cue from John. "Please your
Master by licking my pussy."  

Glenda parted her lips and gave a tentative lick, other than her own
juices she had never tasted pussy before. Julie sighed as Glenda worked
her tongue along the slit. John slid his hands together above her ass and
gently massaged his way up her back. The tension drained from Glenda as
she felt Professor Walker's hands move along her back. Kissing Julie at
the top of her slit brought a moan. 

"Yes. Oh, Glenda your such a hot pussy licker," Julie remembered to
whisper. "Ummm, your Mistress is so pleased with you."

"Your Master is pleased also." John leaned his body across Glenda's back
to whisper in her ear, "Lick her good and I'll fuck you. Mistress wants
you to give her an orgasm."

Pleasing Professor Walker by pleasuring Julie was her focus. She followed
their instructions, not really hearing the words. She kissed and licked
her way to Julie's opening, savoring the taste that had once been
forbidden. The good girl in Glenda sank deep into her inner self. Hunger
and desire to please drove her onward. Her mouth making slurping sounds as
she drank Julie's magic elixir.

"My clit, kiss my clit," Julie groaned.

Julie rubbed her fingers across her clit as Glenda licked her way back
up. Glenda kissed the nubbin, then took it in her mouth, sucking on it
like a tiny cock. Both girls moaned as Glenda flicked Julie's clitty with
her tongue. John pulled Glenda's finger from her pussy, replacing it with
two of his own. Sucking on Julie's clit she humped her hips back to force
John's fingers deeper into her cunt. She bit the girl's clit to keep it in
her mouth, eliciting another moan from Julie.

"Oh, God yes," Julie cried, pulling Glenda by her hair hard against her
spasming pussy.

Glenda sucked the fluid from her Mistress as fast as she could. Julie let
go of her hair and breathed a huge shuddering sigh as she climaxed.
Glenda's tongue was buried deep within her vagina as she came down from
her orgasm. 

"Very good," John whispered, "you earned a fucking. Your Master is so
pleased with you."

John quickly shed his clothing as Glenda licked the remaining moisture from
Julie's slit. He motioned to Julie to pet the girl's head and hold her in
place as he shoved his cock into the willing slave's cunt. Julie moaned
and shuddered with a second orgasm as John shoved Glenda's mouth against
her pussy. Glenda returned to licking as her pussy was stimulated by
John's cock. Her nose rubbing Julie's clit with every stroke her pussy
received from John. With a shudder and groan of his own John filled the
girl's cunt with his sperm. Julie glared at him as he pulled Glenda from
her slit.

"Suck me clean, slave," he demanded, as Glenda sank to the floor in front
of him.

"Yes Master," she replied, dutifully sucking his cock into her warm mouth.

"She's a good slave, isn't she Master?" Julie commented, her breathing
finally getting back to normal.

"Yes she is," he replied. "Would you like Mistress Julie to suck my cum
from your cunt slave?"

Julie smiled at the young slave, "Mistress would be so pleased if she could
suck Master's cum from your cunt."

"Yes Mistress, please suck his cum from me," Glenda begged.

"Climb on the couch and spread your legs bitch," Julie instructed.

Glenda crawled onto the couch as Julie slid down to the floor. Slipping
Glenda's legs over her shoulders she quickly pulled the girl's cunny to
her lips. Glenda moaned loudly as she felt Julie's tongue work it's way
inside her. Julie sucked John's cum into her mouth before licking up to
Glenda's clit, it took only moments for Glenda to go over the edge with
her own orgasm. Julie returned to Glenda's vulva to suck up Glenda's cum
juice that was mixing with the remainder of John's cum. As Glenda relaxed
on the couch savoring the joy of her climax, Julie slid up to plant a kiss
on her lips. Glenda opened her mouth to accept Julie's tongue, tasting her
own juices mingled with those of John's. 




Chapter Three - A Little Cat Fight

John walked over to the bar as the two girl's made out on the couch. He
poured three glasses of wine, hesitating before deciding not to use the
sedative he had procured for Glenda. No, Glenda was coming along
spectacularly, even if Julie had just about blown it by demanding service
so early.

Sipping from his wineglass he asked, "Would you ladies like some wine?"

The girls broke their kiss to turn and smile at John. Julie sliding off
Glenda's lap, to sit beside her.

"Yes Master John," Julie replied. Then to Glenda, "Slave go get us a
glass of wine."

"Yes Mistress," Glenda replied, climbing off the couch to join John by
the bar.

John held a glass to her lips and tilted it back. Glenda drank greedily,
she hadn't realized she was so thirsty. Julie reclined on the couch,
watching as Glenda moved gracefully to stand beside her Master. John
handed Glenda the other glass to her and swatted her ass as she carried it
back to her new Mistress. Julie pointed to the floor beside her, indicating
that Glenda should kneel. She took the offered glass and took a sip.

Making a face, Julie said, "Really John, you need to learn more about
wine. What is this supermarket screw top?"

Glenda sat upright on her knees at that comment, "Don't talk to Master
like that."  

"What did you say, bitch?" Julie demanded, sitting forward.

"I said don't talk to Master like that," Glenda replied. "We're here to
please him. Not complain about what wine he has." Glenda took a deep
breath, "Now apologize."

"You fucking little bitch. I can talk to him any damn way I want." Julie
screamed, "I will not take orders from a slave."

Julie's attempt to grab Glenda's hair was met with a wrist block. Glenda
stood, holding Julie's wrist she forced the girl to slide onto the floor. A
sweep from her foot sent Julie and the forgotten wineglass crashing to the
soft carpet. Glenda expertly swung to straddle Julie's stomach, locking the
girl's arms beneath her knees.

"John!" Julie yelled, "Get this bitch off of me."

Glenda slapped Julie's face, "I said apologize to Master, or I'll kick
your ass."

John grinned as he leaned back against the bar and sipped his wine. This
was a totally unexpected turn of events. Nowhere in her profile did it
indicate that Glenda would be capable of dominating the other girl. He
poured another glass of wine and walked over to the two girls struggling
on the floor.

"Please, John make her stop."

"Glenda, I want Julie to drink this wine," he said. "If she won't open
her mouth will you pinch her titties for me?"

"Yes Master," she replied.

"John! Aaagh." 

Glenda had stopped slapping Julie's face and grabbed her tits. Julie
clamped her mouth shut. Glenda was euphoric with power as she pinched and
pulled Julie's nipples. Julie screamed and John slipped the handle end of
a small whip into her mouth holding it open. Slowly so as not to choke
her, he poured the wine down her throat. Julie's attempt to spit it out
resulted in a harder pinch from Glenda.

"I didn't think you had it in you to respond like this," John said.

"I'm sorry Professor Walker, um, I mean Master," Glenda replied. "It's
just that I've focused all evening on pleasing you, that when she was rude
I just snapped. Please don't be angry with me."  

"No, I'm not angry with you. In fact I was going to have to punish Julie
anyway. She failed to ask permission before giving the basketball team a
blowjob," he replied, wiping the tear that appeared on Glenda's cheek away.
"I won't have my slaves giving away sexual favors without my permission."

"She's your slave too?" Glenda asked. "I thought she was a Mistress."

"Well we had an agreement you might say," John answered. "Julie has had a
crush on me for years, when she turned eighteen she begged me to take her
virginity. In return she agreed to only have sex with those to whom I gave
permission." He looked down at Julie, "Isn't that right, slave?"

"Ungh huh," Julie replied, her mouth still propped open with the whip.

John pulled the whip from her mouth, "If I have Mistress Glenda let you
up are you going to be a good slave?"

"Yes Master," she replied, she shifted her eyes to Glenda. "Please
Mistress Glenda, let go of my titties."

"Mistress Glenda. I like that," Glenda thought, giving Julie's tits one
last pinch before letting go.

"Master, how long will I be Mistress Glenda?" she asked.

"Only tonight," he responded. "I can't have an untrained slave going
around calling herself Mistress. You wouldn't last ten minutes with a real
Master or Mistress."

Glenda stayed on Julie's stomach, she hadn't been instructed by Master John
to let her up yet. His cock was only inches from her face and she leaned
forward to kiss the head. John moved so Glenda could take his cock in her
mouth without straining, the short fight between the two had gotten him
stiff again. She slid forward on Julie and settled her cunt on the now
submissive girl's face. She took her Master's cock into her mouth, gagging
as it hit the back of her throat. Glenda swallowed and let another inch
slip down her throat before pulling out to take a breath. It took her
several more tries before she hit bottom and could feel Master's pubic hair
tickling her nose. John moaned in pleasure as Glenda deep throated him.
Pulling up to take another breath the girl wiggled her hips on Julie's
face. "MMMMMMah" she groaned as she moved back down to swallow his cock
again.

"I love what your doing, baby. A little more and I'm gonna cum," John
informed her.

On her next breath she could feel his cock start to spasm, so she pulled
completely out and tongued his cockhead.

"Please Master, cum on my face," the slave begged her Master.

With that he spewed his cum in his slave's mouth and on her face.
Glenda proceeded to lick and suck the remaining cum from her Master's cock
before sliding off Julie and used her fingers to wipe the cum from her face
feeding Julie the remaining fluid. After her face was relatively clean she
leaned back down and gave Master's cock another kiss.



Chapter Four - Punishment Time


"Both of you, come stand here," John, pointed to a spot in front of him.
"Put your arms behind your backs " 

The two girls moved together to stand in front of Master John. Glenda
swallowed
hard as she placed her arms behind her, Master was swishing the small whip
back and forth.

"Glenda you still have a punishment coming," he said. "Would you like me
to give you ten swats on the tits, or be Julie's slave again and let her
spank your ass?"

"Please don't hit me with that," Glenda begged with a shaking voice and
dropped to her knees. 

"Do you want Julie to punish you then?" he asked.

"No Master. I'll take my punishment from you," she replied.

"Stand up slave," Master John commanded. "As this is your first time with
the whip, I will allow slave Julie to hold your arms. Please count the
strokes."

"Yes Master," Glenda was already crying and her Master hadn't even given
her one swat with the whip.

As Glenda stood, Julie moved behind her to grip her wrists firmly. 

"Very good," he replied, bringing the whip into play.

Swack on the right tit, "One, thank you Master." Light red welts appeared
almost at once.

Swack on the left tit, "Two, thank you Master." Matching welts appeared.

Swack right tit, "Three, thank you Master."

Swack left tit, "Four, thank you Master."

Swack right tit, "Oww. Five, thank you Master." 

Swack right tit again. Glenda had to suppress a scream, "Six, thank you
Master."

Glenda was shaking with fear and pain, her breasts covered in angry red
welts. Julie held her tight, almost holding the girl upright.

Swack left tit, "Se..seven, thank you Master." More tears appeared on her
cheek.

Swack left tit, "Eight, thank you Master."

Swack right tit, "Nine, thank you Master."

Swack left tit, "Ten, thank you Master for punishing me," Glenda said,
tears flowed freely down her face.

"Your welcome slave," he said. "Now Julie, go get the cream and soothe
Glenda's tits."

Julie left the room as Master John led Glenda back to the couch. Sitting
down he kissed the girl on the lips, her mouth opening automatically to
accept his tongue. Glenda winced as John reached up to pinch her left
nipple.

"You did very good," he said, breaking the kiss. "Julie cried like a baby
the first time I whipped her tits."

"Thank you, Master," Glenda responded.

Julie had returned and kneeled on the floor at Glenda's feet without
being told.

"Mistress, may I sooth your tits with this cream?" she asked.

Glenda received a nod from John before replying, "Yes slave you may ease
my pain."

Julie climbed on to the couch and began to massage the cool soothing
cream into Glenda's large tits. Her fingers danced over the tender
nipples, causing them to stiffen and stick out. She kissed each nipple in
turn as she finished caressing the cream in.

"Oh that feels so good," Glenda moaned.

"That's enough girls," John interrupted. "Julie lay across your Mistress'
lap. You have a punishment coming.

"Yes Master," Julie replied, setting the cream on the end table and
settling her hips on Glenda's lap.

"Julie, what is the punishment for having sex with someone that I haven't
approved of?" John asked in a severe tone.

"Ten with the cane Sir," Julie answered.

"Now tell me. How many members are on the basketball team?"

"NO," Julie screamed, twisting to look at her Master, "I only sucked off
three of them. Honest, it was only three."

"Only three!" John got down on one knee to look her in the eye. "Should
that make me happy? That you ONLY sucked off three men without permission."

Even Glenda started shaking at Master John's tone of voice. Julie made no
reply, fearing any would only make things worse. John stood back up and
stalked over to the bar. Finishing his wine, he looked at his two
attractive slaves.

"Glenda, I want you to spank Julie's ass," he instructed. "As hard and as
fast as you can. Don't bother to count, I'll let you know when I think she
has had enough."

"Yes Master."

Glenda began raining swats down on Julie's ass. Glenda used her well
toned arm muscles to good effect. Having never given a spanking before she
soon had the girl whining and squirming. Julie's ass was quickly turning a
beautiful shade of red, her whines turning to a continuous wail. Glenda
had to hold her around the waist as she tried to get away from the blows.
John watched from the bar, Glenda was getting tired, her blows slowing and
losing their strength.

"That's good Glenda," John finally said. "Julie stand up."

Julie stood, slowly her ass on fire. John walked up to her and gripped
her chin, turning her face up to look at his.

"Get dressed and go home Julie," he instructed. "I should send you to
live with your mother."

"Please Master, I'll be good," she begged. "Don't send me to live with
Momma."

"If you ever have sex with anyone without my permission again, I'll
revoke your scholarship and send you back to Bakersfield. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master. I'll never have sex with anyone unless you tell me to,"
Julie answered with relief, wiping away her tears.

Julie quietly left the room. John sat down next to Glenda and ran his
fingers through her soft hair.

"I couldn't tell, was she more afraid of her mom or going to live in
Bakersfield?" Glenda said.

"Both, her mom is a nutcase and you have never been to Bakersfield," he
replied.

"Well I guess you would know about nutcases," Glenda giggled and leaned
over to kiss him. "You should show your slave the bedroom."

John led his new slave up the stairs to his bedroom. She might be ready
to go again, but vitamins or not a man only has so much to give. Leading
the girl into the shower he cleaned her body, taking care to be gentle
with her bruised breasts.

"Your tits are looking better. Maybe I should touch them up with the whip
before bed."

"If it would please you Master," Glenda whispered. "They really hurt, but
you can do anything."

"Then wash me. I'll decide later if you need more punishment."

"Yes Master, thank you Master," Glenda picked up the washcloth and began
soaping John's body.



John played with Glenda's lovely red hair with one hand, tracing the
fading welts on her breasts with the other. Glenda rested her head on his
shoulder and played with his semi-rigid cock.

"Glenda, I have a proposition for you," John started. "How would you like
to be my full time slave and move in with me?"

"Could I Master? Wouldn't the school have some problem with that?"

"We can get around the school. It's not appropriate for a student and
professor to have a relationship. If however you were to transfer into
Professor McCartney's class, they wouldn't have any issues," he informed
her.

"You're still a professor, they don't care as long as I'm not your
student?"

"As long as your not my student there is nothing they can do. You're not a
Psychology major, so you need not take any of my advanced classes. Also I
can hire you as a housekeeper."

"In that case, I'll see about transferring to the other class tomorrow. I
can always claim that I have a new job that needs me in the late
afternoon," she replied. "I think I'm going to like being your slave."


John's cock was hard again.



The End