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The Vassal Academy Ch. 10 page 3

Ann was grinding and moaning. She squirmed as Andre held her down, and she ground her hips upwards at him. Why didn't he fuck her?

Andre eased the head of his cock into her and she cried out her pleasure. As he slid his length into her sopping wet pussy she began her first climax shaking under him. He released her hands and she quickly wrapped them around his hips digging her nails into him. Drawing him deeper, showing she wasn't in pain, she wanted more, she wanted everything and she needed it now.

"Hard Andre, now." Ann said between pants. "Harder." She demanded.

Andre began to pump himself into her, and then picked up the power of the thrusts. He slammed himself into her and she was meeting his thrusts by driving her pelvis up towards him.

"Yes. God yes." Ann breathed as she felt another orgasm coming on. This one was bigger than the last. It was starting in her toes and waves of pure pleasure soon began to drown her. She tensed and pulsed as her sex gripped him instinctively. Andre rolled his hips and caused his pelvis to brush along her clit. Ann's climax peaked a bit higher and she dug her nails into him and moaned in pleasure.

As she relaxed after the climax subsided, she slowly became more aware of herself, she was still needing more, but she was more conscious of herself, more in control. She looked up at Andre and saw him smiling.

"Back with us mere mortals?" Andre asked.

Ann nodded. She leaned up and kissed him passionately, skipping the introductory meeting of lips, going straight for the tongue and the exploration. She wanted more.

Andre withdrew and she cried out in sorrow. He rolled onto his back and positioned her astride him. She grasped for his long hard cock and positioned it at her entrance and then sank her pussy down on him. She began to rock and grind into him, and her clit danced in pleasure.

She rode him for a long time, looking at him from time to time, her eyes closed and just enjoying the sensation. Her orgasm started to build finally.

Reaching up Andre grasped her breasts and began to pinch her nipples as Ann cried out announcing her third climax had arrived and she shook as it gripped her and pleasured her.

Collapsing across his chest she felt his long hard cock inside her, pushing her still as Andre caressed her back and shoulders.

Ann raised her head a bit and focused her blurry eyes on Andre. "Wow."

Smiling Andre nodded and said. "Wow."

"You didn't?"

Andre shook his head.

"I think you should. Next one, your choice, position, I mean you choose the position. How would you like me?" Ann asked. She had a sudden desire to repay him for his service of her.

Andre considered for just a moment. "Have you ever climaxed from doggy?"

Ann shook her head. "Nope."

"You're about to."

"Oh." Ann said and smiled.

Andre rolled her off of him and positioned himself behind her. She spread her legs and looked over her shoulder at him. She felt him position himself at her wet entrance and she moaned as he entered her slowly.
Andre gave her a moment to get used to him again and then started the sliding in and out motion that was instinctive to all creatures. Soon Ann was thrusting back to impale herself upon his cock. She was really enjoying the sensations and Andre was playing her like a fiddle. His hand smacked her ass hard on each cheek.

Ann threw her head back and groaned in pleasure as the heat pushed her arousal up again. She felt Andre's hand on her ass, and his thumb was brushing her asshole. She looked over her shoulder and Andre smacked her ass again as he thumbed her little rosebud.

Ann felt her climax building. As she realized that Andre was going to wait until she told him to climax, Ann enjoyed her power over the situation. She pushed back harder, and Andre responded by increasing the tempo, and the force which he plowed into her. Ann's cunt was gripping his cock and she felt her orgasm washing over her.

"Come on Andre, come with me." Ann cried as she climaxed.

Andre's cock began to pulse and he shot his load deeply into Ann's cunt.

They collapsed onto the futon and lay there soaked in sweat. Ann turned and looked at Andre after a short while and shook her head. "Where in God's name did you people come from?" She was still breathing hard. Never in her life had she had such energetic sex, never before had she enjoyed such a string of intense orgasms. It was unbelievable.

Andre smiled and said. "I was born in San Diego, grew up there too."

"You learned all this in San Diego?"

"No. I learned it in a farm house a few years ago." Andre answered.

Ann shook her head. "Wow. Wherever you learned it, it's incredible."

*****

Diane had used the bathroom and then headed for Master Thomas's room. She stood before it and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Thomas opened the door and nodded once and waved her inside.

Diane stepped into the room and then hesitated. She hadn't been briefed, or instructed on what to do now. Should she kneel, or should she wait to be told what to do?

"Slave, when you enter a Master's room, you will kneel and await the Master's orders." Thomas said.

Diane knelt and placed her hands behind her and spread her knees widely to show she was offering all of herself to Master. "Yes Master, thank you Master, I didn't know what I was supposed to do."

"You waited instead of trying to decide. That's good for a novice, you'll be told how to do things. If we want to see what you're thinking, we'll tell you to do what you think you should." Thomas said in explanation.

Diane felt butterflies in her stomach and nodded her head, keeping her head down submissively. She was afraid to look up. Master Thomas didn't have the power that Master Devon did, nor the incredible good looks that Master Andre did, he seemed to have some softer features in his face. It made him seem softer, kinder somehow, even when he was punishing you. Diane waited and felt his eyes traveling over her. She knew there wasn't much to see, and she believed her breasts were too small, her lips were too big, and her ass was too wide. Her head hung lower, passing submission, and entering shame.

"Why do you hang your head slave?" Thomas asked as he walked around her to sit in a chair before her.

"Master, I know I'm not pretty, and I know I'm lucky to be here, and be a slave. I just wish I had more to offer you."

"Oh fishing for compliments? Let me guess, your tits aren't big enough right?" Thomas asked.

Hanging her head in shame she quietly answered. "Yes Master."

"I personally like small breasts, they're normally very sensitive. I love to put nipple clamps on girls like you. Ones with small bells, and put you in a chastity belt that vibrates, and every time you squirm, the bell goes to ringing." Thomas answered.

Diane smiled at the image. It would be torture to do that. Exquisite torture. She looked up expecting to see humor and saw none on the face of Master Thomas. "Really? You like little tits Master?"

"I like all tits. Big are fun to wrap in rope, small ones are fun because they're so sensitive. There is no right size, and no wrong size." Thomas said casually.

Diane hung her head again and this time said. "My lips are too big, way too big for my face."

"You forgot to call me Master, I'll punish you for that in a moment. First, do you know what we boys call lips like you have? Big full lips?" Thomas asked.

"No Master. I'm sorry about forgetting to call you Master." Diane answered.

"We call them cock sucking lips. We know you're going to be a good cocksucker, because you have the lips and mouth for it." Thomas said easily. "Next thing you'll tell me that your ass is too big. Bullshit. It's perfect for whipping, spanking, and paddling. In fact, I need to start punishing it more, get you used to being spanked, and later fucked in that beautiful ass."

Diane smiled slightly. He had just promised her pain, and pleasure, and called her ass beautiful. Master Thomas appreciated what she was, and what she had.

"Master Andre wanted to use you tonight, did you know that?" Thomas asked casually. "He's tied up himself, so I got you first."

Diane looked up shocked. Master Andre was beautiful, blond, strong, and very good looking. "Really Master?"

"Oh I suppose you would rather be with Master Andre?"

"No Master, that's not what I meant. I love all the Masters, I really do. I was just surprised that Master Andre would want me when Jeannette and Geneva are here. They're more beautiful than I am is all I meant." Diane stammered quickly.

Thomas grunted his acceptance of her explanation. The plan was going well, she was starting to appreciate her attributes, and the truth was her view of herself was too harsh, and her wilted wallflower behavior was based upon that view. "Enough of this chat Slave, I didn't bring you here to discuss these things."

Diane straightened slightly, she didn't want to disappoint Master Thomas, not in the least. "Yes Master, I'm sorry Master."

"First, I suppose we should give you your punishment for forgetting to call me Master. If we don't, you'll start demanding that we date you. Dinner and a movie and lace wrapped presents for a moment of your time." Thomas said dismissively.

"No Master, I'm here to please you Master."

Thomas directed her to the bed and punishment position number two. She was on all fours in a moment, her ass directed upwards as Thomas stepped to her with a woven leather crop that appeared more like a carpet beater. He quickly and efficiently snapped out ten hard lashes across her ass. She jumped at every one, they were harder than she was used to, and stung worse.

Thomas finished, and began to rub his hand across her ass. "Oh yes, I'm looking forward to anal training you slave. I can't wait until you're bouncing on my cock and coming without permission from all the pleasure you'll have."

"Master, I'm afraid of that training." Diane admitted.

"Not to worry my little slave. I'll be gentle while we train you, saving you until you're more experienced before I plow into that ass so violently, and by then you'll be begging for it." Thomas said as he caressed her head.

"Yes Master." Diane said.

"Slave, Mouth." Thomas directed and Diane quickly turned and assumed a low kneeling position, her mouth at his crotch level. Thomas undressed quickly and lay down on his bed. He waved her to him and said. "Let me play with your cunt while you show me how much you've learned in oral arts slave."

Diane nodded and positioned herself as directed. She began to lick and suck on Master's beautiful cock. He was about eight inches, perhaps a little less, but more than seven as she got him hard. She dreamed of having that cock deep in her pussy.

The stinging of the whip, and his caresses and finger probing of her pussy had her damp, and then wet as she got him hard. He caressed and stroked her clit from time to time, sending little shocks of electric pleasure through her.

"Slave, straddle me, cunt." Thomas said casually. "Fuck me slave."

Diane lifted her head and smiled at him. "Yes Master." Here was an order she'd truly enjoy.

"Slave, you may not come without permission. If you do, I'll be very disappointed." Thomas threatened.

"Yes Master, only with permission." Diane said as she slid his length into herself. Oh, she had better get permission soon. It felt so good to have him inside her. He filled and stretched her cunt amazingly.

Thomas smiled and decided to torture her a bit. He stroked her pelvic bone increasing the heat she was feeling, and then he reached down and stroked her clit with his thumb.

"Oh Master, please let me come." Diane begged as he fucked her.

"Not yet slave." Thomas said. Then he reached up and caressed her breasts, stroking the sensitive underside.

"Please Master, I'm going to come, I can't hold it."

"Ask me again slave, beg me." Thomas demanded as he picked up the pace, fucking her harder now. Thrusting upwards to meet her.

"Please Master, please I need to come now." Diane said panting desperately.

"Very well slave. You may come now." Thomas said as he pinched her nipples and thrust deeply within her.

Diane was biting her lip until he said yes, then she quit fighting the orgasm and climaxed as she rode him and cried out in passion.

Thomas watched her come and almost smiled. She was getting the fucking she'd hoped for, and was under the impression that she was servicing him in the process. She bucked in the grips of the climax, and as she became aware of him again, she blinked rapidly and began to ride him again.

Diane sheepishly realized while she was coming, she had stopped servicing Master Thomas, and that wasn't something she wanted to do.

Thomas rolled her over and she complied pulling her legs up and out of the way. Her cunt was wide open to him as he began to fuck her hard and fast.

Diane worked to breath, and it wasn't easy. He was driving the air out of her. She was panting rapidly as he pummeled her pussy. She felt another orgasm building, but she couldn't catch her breath, or think clearly enough to ask permission. She came again as he pounded into her.

Thomas smiled, he had another reason to punish her, and now he was about ready to relax his control and let his own climax overtake him.

Diane was seeing things through a tunnel. Her vision was blurry and she knew she was getting the fucking of a lifetime at the hands of Master Thomas. She couldn't think clearly about this, but she knew it just the same. Thomas continued to pound into her and she felt a third climax coming over her. This time she resolved to ask permission.

"Master, please let me come."

Thomas smiled and shook his head. "Not yet slave."

"Master." Was all Diane got out of the second request. His angle shifted and he was tapping her clit on every thrust. She couldn't hold it back any more. She came and this time she couldn't help her response of digging her nails into him. She drove her pelvis upwards, trying to meet the fury of the thrusts.

Thomas climaxed as she did. He pumped hard and deep into her. He balls were tight and pumping rapidly. Diane felt this and felt so wonderful with his cock pulsing deeply within her.

Thomas rolled off of her, and lay there beside Diane as she tried to compose herself. When her breathing had slowed, she looked at him with love and amazement in her eyes.

"Slave, you're supposed to be cleaning my cock. You always clean the Master afterwards."

Diane looked shocked for a moment. Not at the request, but that she had forgotten. She twisted and threw herself at his cock. Taking it in her hand, she began to lick and suck it clean. It was slimy from her own pussy, and this was the first time she'd tasted her own juices mixed with come, but she was a long time lesbian, and the flavor of pussy was good to her. As she licked it she began to apologize. "Oh Master, I'm so sorry master. Please forgive me."

"Two orgasm's without permission, and you forgot to clean Master's cock. Hell, we should call you Princess instead of slave." Thomas chided her.

"I'm sorry Master. I tried to ask you but I couldn't breath." Diane said as she looked the cock over critically making sure she'd cleaned it well enough. She sucked it again to make sure it was clean and ready for whatever he wanted next.

"Well, I'll forgive the cock cleaning delay, you're inexperienced. However, it will be punishment for the orgasms. Those are mine, to give you if or when I choose. They are not yours to take as you please."

"Yes Master. Thank you Master."

Then Thomas told her the punishment. "Tomorrow you'll wear shoes, all day. Ankle strap heels on those feet slave. I have a pair that should fit you." Thomas had gotten them in the same size she wore. "You will spend lunch in the Master's dining room. Kneeling with bells dangling from your tits slave. For each ding we hear, you'll be whipped one time."

"Yes Master." Diane said.

"I understand that Master Devon will be assigning a slave to help in the kitchen after lunch, you'll be that slave, you will train in the morning, and help Chef in the afternoon." Thomas said.

"Yes Master. Thank you Master."

"Now, lay quietly, and if you wake me, you'll be wearing a gag and serving tray at lunch as well." Thomas said as he casually flicked the blanket across himself and accidentally covered her as well.

Diane lay down and smiled in a most satisfied way. The punishment would suck, but the glow she felt made it worth it. Master Thomas had certainly pleasured her, while she was pleasing him. God he was good in bed.

***** Geneva knocked on the door to Mistress Rebecca's room. During the last six days, she had never seen Mistress Rebecca wearing anything other than pants. Now she answered the door wearing only a red silk robe. There was nothing obviously showing under the robe.

"Excellent Geneva, I see you're on time, and I'm going to assume ready to attend me?" Rebecca said.

"Yes Mistress." Geneva said. She was almost quivering in anticipation.

"Come here, and kneel and await my pleasure slave." Rebecca ordered pointing to a spot on the floor near the bed.

Geneva walked in and knelt. She tried to lower her head but the posture collar prevented it.

"I see you're still wearing the collar and corset. That's good. It will keep you from slouching and insulting me." Rebecca said casually as she closed the door.

"Yes Mistress." Geneva said.

Walking to the Monkey Rocker Rebecca knelt beside it. "This is your reward, if you please me Slave." She rocked the seat forward and back and Geneva's eyes got wide as she saw the big purple vibrator shaped like a cock thrusting upwards as it moved.

"Yes Mistress, I'll do it Mistress." Geneva promised.

"If you please me, I'll allow you to pleasure yourself on this. If you fail me, I'll guarantee that you are wearing a torture device tomorrow. We call it the Chastity torture. It vibrates at random, keeping you always on edge, never letting you come. In your case, as horny as you usually are, it would be hell on earth." Rebecca threatened.

"I'll do anything Mistress, you know that."

"Yes I do, because you're a needy little slut who still wants to be humiliated. I'll comply for now, until you learn to serve us out of love." Rebecca said as she stood and opened her robe. "Live test time slave, don't disappoint me."

"Yes Mistress." Geneva said.

"Stand, and into punishment position, so I can remove your collar and corset." Rebecca ordered now nude herself.

Geneva complied and Mistress Rebecca removed the collar, and then unfastened the straps holding the corset in place. She tossed it aside casually. Then she walked to the bed and lay on it with her legs dangling over the edge. "Now Slave, show me your skills."

Geneva knelt before her Mistress's cunt and began to tease and lick the thighs first. Doing what she'd been taught, and what she'd felt from the more advanced students, well Diane and the only truly qualified slave, Jeannette.

Rebecca noticed that Geneva was attempting advanced techniques, and approved of that. It meant that while she wasn't doing them quite right, she was trying to bring as much pleasure to Mistress as she could.

Geneva licked and sucked on Mistress for nearly twenty minutes before Rebecca came. Then Geneva did a trick that Jeannette had done, or attempted the trick, of trapping the clit and sucking it between her lips and tickling it with her tongue.

Rebecca noticed the station ten trick, and knew that Geneva had felt it from Jeannette. No one else had learned that trick yet. She gave herself the second orgasm command and came powerfully to the stimulus.

"That's enough slave, I'm pleased. I even noticed you were doing things that were too advanced for you. Not perfectly, but well enough for now." Rebecca said. "I'm pleased that you were interested enough in my pleasure to even attempt those tricks."

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