Blair's Freshman Year
By Volante


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Chapter 4 
 

Later that afternoon I returned to the house. After I 
had stripped naked and went upstairs, I found a note 
on my bedroom door to call my mother. I hadn't spoken 
to her for over a week so I figured she was just 
checking up on me. I stowed away my clothes and dialed 
home.

  
"Blair, I am very disappointed in you!" My mother 
started.  


"For what?" I asked in shock.

 
"I heard you failed your first History test. I can't 
believe..." She ranted. My mind went numb. How could 
she possible have known? The test itself was just this 
morning. Had my History professor called her?  


"...hardly even a week and you cant get it together!" 

 
"Mom. I didn't get to study as much as had wanted this 
weekend. I promise it won't happen again." I pleaded.  


"All I've got to say is that thank god I had the good 
sense to have you stay with Helen Carter. I spoke with 
earlier and I gave her my permission for her to 
oversee your studies," she stated.  


"Mom," I begged, "I can do this. Just give me a chance 
to prove to you that I..."  She cut me off, "I know 
you can do it. I also know that Helen can produce 
results." She hung up. 

 
I was almost in tears. My hand was shaking. My grades 
were always solid B's in high school, definitely room 
for improvement. But I had only been here a week and 
after one bad grade she wasn't even giving me a chance 
to prove myself before she scolded me.  

 	
Someone cleared their throat behind me. It was Mrs. 
Carter. Her expression was full of sympathy. "I see 
you just talked to your mom," she said.  

 	
"Yeah," I said feeling dejected. "I flunked a History 
test this morning. Somehow she found out about it."  

 	
"I know, I heard," she replied. Suddenly her face lit 
up. "I've got a proposal for you."  


I waited.  

 	
"What if I talk with your History professor and get to 
agree to let you retake the test tomorrow. I would 
give you a chance to study up tonight. Since I am a 
fellow instructor I am sure I can work out a deal with 
him." 
 
 	
My hopes lifted. After my Mom had left me feeling 
worthless, I thought this could be the perfect way to 
redeem myself to her. "Could you?" I begged.  

 	
"Sure, dear. Let me make a call and meet me downstairs 
in 10 minutes." She said.  

 	
Feeling overjoyed at my possible redemption, I mulled 
about with cleaning up my room for a short while and 
soon went to find Mrs. Carter. She was sitting in he 
living room with Jana. 
 
 	
"Did my professor agree to let me retake the test?" I 
asked. 
 
 	
Mrs. Carter gave me a seductive look, "No man can 
refuse my charms, dear." She cooed.  

 	
Overjoyed, I rushed over to give her a hug. After the 
embrace her expression turned serious. "Blair, it is 
very important that you ace this test. I am putting a 
lot on the line by doing this and I will severely 
embarrassed and my reputation weakened if 
you do poorly again."  

 	
"Yes ma'am." I stated with assurance.  

 	
"Just as an insurance policy," Mrs. Carter motioned to 
my senior roommate, "Jana has agreed to help tutor you 
tonight. You will find her quite helpful in 
finding the right motivation."  

 	
Fine by me, I was by no means above turning down 
quality assistance. Anyway, I thought, this would be a 
good opportunity to get know her a little better. I 
seldom saw her around the house much but when she was 
present her stunning good looks, incredible figure and 
powerful charisma often left me in awe of her.
  
 	
"Let's go to the study room." Jana suggested.  

 	
"Good idea," agreed Mrs. Carter.  

 	
Study room? I thought, what study room? They could see 
my puzzled looks. Mrs. Carter explained, "We have a 
room set up to be quite free of distractions just for 
situations like this. I haven't shown it to you yet."
  
 	
"Okay," I said. Funny, I thought I had seen every room 
in the house. Where was this study room?  

 	
Jana took me by the hand and we followed Mrs. Carter 
over to a door just off the foyer. I had thought it 
was a closet. Mrs. Carter opened the door and said, 
"Be careful on the stairs down. It's dark and the 
light switch is at the bottom." Once she was a 
few steps down, Jana motioned for me to follow.  

 	
Jana brought up the rear and closed the door behind 
her as she entered the stairway. We were no completely 
engulfed in darkness. I proceeded slowly down the 
carpeted stairs, holding on to the handrail with my 
right hand.  

 	
I heard Mrs. Carter's voice ahead, "Almost there. I'll 
wait at the bottom to make sure you don't fall."  

 	
As I slid my hand along the handrail, I suddenly felt 
contact with another hand. It was Mrs. Carter. 
"Careful, dear. You're at the bottom now. We just need 
to cross over to the other wall for the light switch. 
There is nothing on the floor between here and 
there."  

 	
I felt Mrs. Carter wrap her hand around my right 
wrist. Then I felt Jana reach the bottom and she took 
hold of my left wrist. We took a several steps forward 
and stopped. As I waited in the darkness, I could hear 
someone, perhaps either one of them, fumbling on the 
wall in front of us.  

 	
As they were trying to find the switch, I took note of 
how quite it was down here. The television had been 
left on upstairs, loud enough I had even heard it from 
up in my room earlier. Now we were, by my estimation, 
directly below the living room and 
I could hear nothing.  

 	
Suddenly I felt a broad strap of some kind wrap around 
my right wrist. Then my left wrist was being wrapped 
by something.  Both Mrs. Carter and Jana held my 
wrists as each arm was secured into some kind of soft 
cuff. Before I could react, they let go my 
wrists and I felt them at my feet. My ankles were 
quickly given the same treatment. 
 
 	
"What's going on?" I asked in a panic. My arms were 
suddenly being pulled up by the bindings on my wrist. 
My arms were quickly extended above my head as 
something pulled the straps higher and higher. I 
panicked and tried to pull my arms free but 
my wrists were locked in tight. The straps continued 
pulling up until my feet left the floor. I pulled and 
shook hard against the bonds on my wrists put only 
succeeded in causing pain in my arms. 
 
 	
Before I could struggle further, the lights came on. I 
began to evaluate my situation. I saw that my hands 
had been secured at each wrist by a broad padded 
leather strap and then buckled tight. Each strap was 
being hoisted upwards by thick nylon 
rope, which went out of site as they ran through two 
holes on the ceiling. The room itself was 
large and I noticed that thick shag carpet covered not 
only the floor but also the walls and the ceiling. 
That explained the quite factor. 

	
Along the walls of the large room were various shaped 
tables, chairs and cabinets. As I scanned around the 
room I noted the entire wall behind me was a 
mirror. Also behind me stood Jana and Mrs. Carter.

	
"Let me down!" I demanded. I shook again against my 
cuffs.

	
Mrs. Carter and Jana moved around to my sides where I 
could see them without straining. Mrs. Carter said, 
"This was the safest way to get your cooperation. You 
may struggle all you like but I will tell you in 
advance that your efforts are useless."

	
As I gave another shake of my body, dangling in the 
air, I shouted, "Why are you doing this?"

	
I saw that Jana had some kind of remote control in her 
hand. She pushed a button and suddenly my feet were 
being lifted in front of me. The padded cuffs 
that they had put on my ankles were also connected to 
ropes, which were now being pulled upward. Soon my 
ankles were at the same level as my wrist. The strain 
on my limbs was becoming harsh.

	
After I completed another violent struggle, Jana used 
her right hand to caress my back as it hung in a 
sunken arch defeated. "Mrs. Carter has made a deal to 
get you another chance at that History test. Tonight 
we are going to make sure you don't fail," she said 
sternly.

	
I turned to look for Mrs. Carter and saw her dragging 
an odd looking chair under me. I was growing tired 
from my struggles and my arms were aching fiercely 
now. Jana assisted in positioning the chair in the 
proper spot.

	
Mrs. Carter walked over to one of the tables and 
returned with a small tube. She unscrewed the cap and 
squirted a large amount of some gel into her hand. 
Next, she looked into my eyes and walked around to 
where she was then looking at me from between my legs. 
I suddenly felt the cold gel being applied around my 
crotch and along the crack of my ass.

	
I was growing very weary of hanging and my arms were 
now screaming in agony. I was finished with resisting. 
I just wanted to be let down. If they wanted to rape 
me, I thought, let them get it over with so I can be 
let down.

	
Mrs. Carter continued to apply the gel. She spread it 
into the fold of my pussy and I suddenly her insert a 
finger inside of my ass. My virgin ass was probed as 
she wiggled her finger around, applying lube in my 
rectum.

	
I expected it to hurt more, but because I had 
surrendered and my muscles were relaxed out of 
exhaustion, her finger slid into my rectum without 
fuss. In strange way, it felt almost good. If this 
weren't such extreme circumstance I might have enjoyed 
it.

	
Completing her task of lubing me up, Mrs. Carter 
nodded to her partner. Raising the remote, Jana 
pressed a button and all four ropes holding me up 
began to descend. 


Jana stopped my descent just before I reached the seat 
of the chair below. She pushed another button and just 
the ropes holding my legs lowered a little further. 
Mrs. Carter moved directly between my legs and kneeled 
down, looking at something in the chair below my 
bottom. She motioned to Jana who again started 
lowering me down slowly. 
 
 	
Mrs. Carter reached under me and put one hand under 
each butt check and spread me open. As I lowered I 
began to feel something pressing against my ass. 
Mrs. Carter shifted me around slightly guiding the 
object into my ass. The lubrication made it easy for 
the object slid inside my rectum as I my weight was 
lowered onto the chair. The foreign object was cold 
and much larger than Mrs. Carter's fingers. 
 
 	
I grunted in protest, still fatigued. My eyes closed 
as the object on the seat of the chair pushed into my 
bowels. Finally, my full weight was now resting on the 
seat of the chair. My arms and legs were relieved of 
my weight but I wasn't given enough slack in the 
ropes to have any movement.  

 	
"All plugged in and ready here," I heard Jana tell 
Mrs. Carter. Jana handed Mrs. Carter a plastic ball 
with was connected to a long flexible tube which ran 
to somewhere behind the chair out of my sight.  

 	
"Blair," Mrs. Carter said, in a very caring and loving 
voice. I looked at her, I felt betrayed and looked at 
her with contempt. "In my house, my girls achieve 
great things. This is a simple disciplinary routine, 
which is very effective. I know this is overwhelming 
right now, but soon the fear you have now will be 
replaced with the appreciation of my system."  

 	
Tears were running down my face. I wished she would 
hurry up and do whatever it was she was going to do. 
She held up the plastic ball that Jana had handed her. 
It had small valve of some kind where the tube 
connected. It looked a lot like the ball at the end 
of blood pressure cuff.  

 	
"This is connected to the device in your bottom," Mrs. 
Carter explained. "The phallus that is inserted into 
you has a metallic base which extends about 1 inch 
past your sphincter. The top two inches of the device 
are a firm but pliable latex which can be inflated by 
this air bulb right here."  

 	
I began to shake my head no. I was already in 
discomfort from the insertion but I knew I couldn't 
handle that thing inflating and getting bigger. I 
started to scream "No!" I begged her to not do it.  

 	
My poor ass was already sore from being deflowered and 
I didn't want it to get worse. Seeing that begging her 
not to inflate the device was not persuading her I 
began to scream for help.  

 	
Keeping the soft voice, Mrs. Carter said, "Blair, this 
room is sound proof. No one can hear you. Not even in 
the living room above us. But I will warn you; I can 
grow tired of your resistance. If you continue to 
shout like that, I will gag you."  

 	
As I caught my breath, she wiped the tears from my 
cheeks with one of her hands. Then I saw her other 
hand begin to squeeze the ball.  

 	
I instantly felt the phallus inside me swell. She 
released the ball, waited for it to inflate again and 
squeezed again. I was surprised that I did not feel 
any sharp pains. Just an awkward discomfort. With a 
final third squeeze, I could feel my rectum behind 
almost filled to capacity. 

 	
"I'll remind you that the piece at your entrance does 
not swell. Just the tip that completely inside of you 
will. You would be amazed at how large the device can 
be inflated without causing any actual harm," she 
lectured. "I'll will point out that all you will 
fell is a slight sensation of being full or even a 
feeling of mild pressure.  In fact once this is 
inflate by a mere two or three squeezes it becomes 
quite impossible to remove yourself from the chair." 


Jana then pressed a button, which gave my right arm 
some slack. Mrs. Carter unbuckled the strap which 
surrounded my wrist. One at a time, Jana would lower 
a rope and then Mrs. Carter would unfasten the buckle, 
soon I was free from all restraints. Well, all but one 
that was lodged into my ass. My limbs now free I made 
a futile effort to rise up off the chair. As I began 
to elevate myself I could feel the inflated device in 
my ass start to press against my sphincter. 

 	
"Blair, the device in your ass is rather large right 
now, you could cause yourself some considerable pain 
or damage trying to pull free. Our goal tonight is not 
to cause you any more pain the necessary. It is 
entirely possible that could go the entire 
evening without experiencing any further discomfort 
than you are right now." Mrs. Carter stood and walked 
out of my sight behind the chair. I heard her speaking 
behind me, "I am going to turn over the next little 
while to Jana who will assist you in your studies."
 
 	
I heard the door behind open and then close as Mrs. 
Carter left the room. Jana appeared in front of with a 
copy of my History textbook. She thumbed open the 
book to the first chapter and began to read aloud. I 
surrendered myself to listen to her.  She paced in 
front of me back and forth, never acknowledging me; 
she just continued to read the material that I was 
supposed to have studied. Her voice was smooth and 
commanding. She never slipped on a phrase nor 
mispronounced a word. She quickly had total command of 
my attention at first. However, instead of hearing 
what she was saying I was listening only to the power 
she held in her voice.  

 	
It must have taken her over an hour to read the entire 
chapter. My mind had occasionally wondered off. The 
discomfort in my rectum had become manageable 
but now I was growing stiff from being locked into 
place. When she finished reading she set the book down 
on one of the tables and brought back a stool. She set 
the stool in front of me and picked up the remote 
control she had held earlier.


Taking a seat on the stool, Jana said. "You and I are 
now going to discuss the material I just read to you. 
If I feel that there is an area that you don't 
understand or if you answer one of my questions 
incorrectly, I will press a button that makes the 
metal base of the device in your ass vibrate. It has 
several settings. It can vibrate slow."Suddenly I felt 
the metal rod going through my ass begin to tingle. 
Under the right situation I could grow to like this.


"Or it can vibrate hard." Jana said and then stopped. 
"I think we will wait to see if you need to experience 
that. The sever vibrations can get rather painful when 
at full speed. Whether it is needed will be up to 
you."


Jana proceeded to ask me a series of questions base on 
the chapter she read aloud. I did a fair job of 
answering to her satisfaction. At least at first.
Then Jana moved beyond the material, she began asking 
questions were peripheral to the subject. They were 
questions that weren't directly answered by 
the History book. At first I was able to come with an 
answer that Jana accepted but eventually I became 
stumped.


Without hesitation, Jana waved the remote. My 
sphincter was set on fire. The device began to vibrate 
so fast that everywhere it made contact with me felt 
like it was burning. I began to scream for her to 
stop.


Jana did not let me suffer for long. She turned off 
the vibrations and instantly moved on to another area 
of discussion. Soon, she had me without an answer 
again, and once more she triggered the vibrations.


As my poor bottom suffered, I tried to pull myself off 
the chair. The added strain of the balloon in my ass 
pulling against my tight opening combined with the 
vibrations was too much as I sat back down.


Turning off the heavy vibrations again, she continued. 
I made it through the rest of the session with only 
triggering one more round of punishment. As I screamed 
in futility, Jan simply watched with a blank 
expression. Finally she showed mercy and turned it 
off. Jana lectured me for a few minutes more about 
where I had gone wrong with my last answer.


Then satisfied that I had to chapter covered she stood 
up and walked toward the door. "I'll be right back." 
She said as she went up the stairs.


I stretched to look around the room. As I looked over 
my shoulder and into the giant mirror behind me I saw 
that sweat had matted down my hair. I was a horrific 
site. Then Jana returned and was accompanied by Mrs. 
Carter.


Mrs. Carter walked over to me, pushed my legs apart 
and knelt down between them. Looking into my eyes she 
reached between my legs and began to fondle my 
clit with her fingers. My ass was still tingling for 
the punishment but her fingers were making 
me seriously hot.


"Blair, my ways may seem strange, now. But I get 
results. For example, will you fail the make-up test? 
I doubt it. Not after tonight. The threat of this 
chair should be incentive to keep up the grades. I 
will warn you, however, that this is not the only 
punishment I have available. I have both milder and 
worse treatments for these situations." Mrs. Carter 
broke eye contact for moment to turn to Jana. "My 
dear, Jana. You are the one to absolve her and give 
her this opportunity. Do you accept her as ready?"  


"Yes, ma'am." Jana said. "I feel confident she will do 
fine on the test. If she passes it will make up for 
what I have to do."

  
Do what? What does she have to do? I started to ask, 
but Mrs. Carter turned back to me, "Shh, Blain. 
Everything will be explained. Just not now. You've had 
a very hard day and a lot to reflect upon." 
 

Still playing with my clit, Mrs. Carter. Leaned 
forward and kissed me on the forehead.  


Jana asked, "Shall we release her now?" 

 
Mrs. Carter removed her hand. Even through all that 
had happened, I admit I had gotten majorly wet due to 
her efforts. I wanted her to continue and finish the 
job, but if she was finally going to release me then I 
would gladly accept being denied that orgasm.
  
 	
"Before we release you," Mrs. Carter said, "there is 
another rule. After any punishment session, it is 
important that the dominant and the submissive have no 
hard feeling for each other. There can be lingering 
sense of power or lack of power following the session. 
A time may come when you are called upon to discipline 
Jana. Each person must resume the exact same roles and 
same status they had with each other once the session 
is complete. Do you understand?"  

 	
"Yes," I said. Although, now it would be hard to 
imagine Jana as anything other than a dominatrix of 
sorts.  

 	
"Good," said Mrs. Carter. "You must resume your 
relationship with Jana exactly as it was before today. 
She wished you no ill will or harm today and only did 
what she did because she likes you and wishes you the 
best. She and I both felt this was in your best 
interest."  

 	
I nodded in agreement, just wanting to be released.  

 	
"Very well," she concluded. "I insist after each 
session that both participants immediately spend a 
little time alone with each other. A little one-on-one 
time to renew your friendship. This also allows for 
the submissive to show gratitude to the dominant as 
well as allows the dominant to bring the submissive 
back to reality."


I then felt the balloon in my ass begin to shrink. I 
turn and saw Jana with the squeeze bulb adjusting the 
valve on the hose. The air left from inside me and the 
device returned to its original size. Strangely I felt 
empty. I felt like I was missing 
something. The device had been inflated for so long I 
had grown accustom to it.

	
I asked, "How long have I been down here?"

	
"Almost four hours." Mrs. Carter answered. "You've 
missed supper. But don't worry. The two of you can go 
up to your room and I'll bring you both up a snack."

	
With all that had gone I hadn't noticed I was hungry 
until she mentioned food. Jana helped me to my feet. 
The deflated device was pulled from my ass leaving 
me to feeling empty as stood. My ass and sphincter 
felt loose but there was no pain at all. 

	
Jana guided me to taking a few steps around the room 
to get my legs back. Then we went up the stairs as 
Mrs. Carter stayed behind to clean up the room. Jana 
walked with, her arm around my shoulder and directed 
me into the bathroom. She allowed me to relieve myself 
and then stood me in the shower.

	
She adjusted the water to a comfortable warm 
temperature and gave me a leisurely much needed 
rinsing. My arms and legs were returning to normal 
thanks to the warm water. Jana guided the water over 
my entire body, cleansing me of all that had 
occurred.  I relished the attention as she completed 
the shower by washing my hair. I never lifted a finger 
the entire time and Jana appeared happy to have done 
everything.

	
Upon drying us both off, Jana led me to my room and we 
both laid down on the bed. Jana turned onto her side 
to face me. She took her free hand and placed it on 
my stomach and lightly traced circles all around my 
abdomen. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her gentle 
touch.

	
"I saw Mrs. Carter working you up right before we 
released you." Jana commented. "May I finish you off?"

	
I answered not with word but by opening my legs 
allowing her access to my genitals. She crawled 
between my legs and caressed my thighs. Her hands 
steadily worked higher and higher up my legs until she 
was touching with my pubic hair.

	
The itch had never died since Mrs. Carter had started 
it, but it had subsided slightly. It was now returning 
and growing stronger. Jana reached my pussy lips 
and pulled them apart. Next, I felt her hot breath 
breathing on my sex, just before her tongue touched my 
clit.

	
By gently opening my pussy with her fingers she had 
perfect access for direct contact on my clit. She 
moved her tongue up and down over my button and then 
side to side. Just as I was getting into a rhythm with 
her licking, she would change styles and start a new 
approach. She nibbled, sucked, and licked circles 
around my clit.

	
I was been worked into a frenzy. Jana teased me by 
never letting me cum. Each time I approached orgasm 
she denied me. She brought me to a dozen false hopes 
before finally giving me release.

	
My climax wrecked me. I shot through a series of mind-
blowing contractions riding the waves of Jana's gift 
to me. When I was spent and collapsed, Jana rose 
from my crotch. Her face was glistening in the 
lamplight from my over juiced pussy.

	
She crawled up and laid on top of me. Our breasts 
pressed together. She leaned into me and we kissed. I 
tasted myself on her lips and tongue. After sharing a 
few blissful moments embraced with her I rolled her 
over so that I was now on top. 


I kissed her lips, checks, and neck. I moved to her 
breasts and in turn brought each nipple into my mouth. 
I could hear Jana moan slightly as I continued past 
her breast and downward. I rolled my hair across her 
stomach, heightening her own desire. Reaching her 
shaven mound I planted kisses again on her golden 
skin.


She had parted her legs, allowing me to slide between 
them. I was now facing her swollen lips. I bent 
forward and took each lip individually into my mouth, 
sucking on it. She had large inviting pussy lips that 
were easy to grab hold of with my mouth. I 
dove my tongue between her lips and lapped at her 
inner walls. She was soaking wet and 
her juices flowed into my mouth.


Before attacking her clit, before repaying the favor, 
I looked up at my goddess. Her own eyes were now 
closed as she writhed her hips waiting for me to 
return my mouth to her pussy. She gasped loudly as I 
covered her clitoris with my tongue. I placed 
her clit mid-way on my tongue and slowly lapped 
upward. The lengthy contact with my tongue 
had her breathing hard with just one lick. I repeated 
the maneuver. 


On the third stroke she convulsed into her own orgasm. 
As she was cumming I kept lapping at her clit. She 
began to come down from her high but my continued 
attention to her pussy sent her over the edge again. 
She went into another orgasm before completely 
finishing the first. In the middle of he second wave 
she begged me to stop.


"It's too much!" She cried. I pulled my mouth away and 
let her come down.


She lay on the bed content. I sat up and looked at her 
body. God, she was beautiful. As I was taking in her 
incredible body, I caught movement out of the 
corner of my eye.


I turned my head and saw Mrs. Carter sitting at my 
desk. A tray with sandwiches and chips sat on the desk 
beside her. Her legs were spread open and she was 
fingering her pussy. She must have come in while I was 
down on Jana, I thought.Jana saw me looking across the 
room and rose up. Seeing Mrs. Carter playing with 
herself, Jana said, "Come join us."


My first reaction was to welcome her as well. I waved 
her over. After I had done so I thought about how 
tired I was from everything today and began to 
secretly hope she would decline. At least for now. I 
didn't think I was up for much more.


Mrs. Carter shook her head but continued to play with 
herself as she looked at us. I saw Jana lie back on 
the bed and spread her legs. She reached down and 
spread her own pussy open allow Mrs. Carter a clear 
view. Following her lead, I lay beside Jana and did 
the same. I spread myself open and watched her 
pleasure herself.


Seeing both Jana and I putting ourselves on display 
for her brought Mrs. Carter over the edge. She frigged 
franticly at her pussy as she came. "Yes,yes,yes,yes." 
She howled rapidly as she rode out the orgasm. When 
she was done she smiled at us both. 


Mrs. Carter stood from the chair and walked over to 
the bed. She kissed me on the cheek and then leaned 
over to Jana. She and Jana then embraced in a deep 
kiss, locking their mouths together. Their tongues 
explored each other as I watched. She then 
rose back up. I was jealous I didn't get the same kind 
of kiss.


"Goodnight girls, I'll leave you two alone. Perhaps I 
will join in another time." She left and closed the 
door.


"I don't know about you but I'm starving." I said as I 
crossed the room to grab a sandwich. Jana left the bed 
and joined me at the desk.


While eating Jana said, "Ashley said you were good. 
Damn was she right!"

 	
"Beginners luck," I said and shrugged.