He breathed out a light sigh of delight and surprise as shebent over the sofa’s arm rest. Her long legs led up to her shapely ass and the light of the sun peering through the window shades illuminated her with horizontal lines curving her body. A glint shimmered from the metallic butt plug she had been wearing for the past few hours, as ordered.

“Have I done well, Sir?” she asked quietly just barely breaking a whisper. Her pleading eyes looking over her shoulder cried out for his touch, while also hinting to apprehensive wonder and curiosity of what was to come.

A crack filled the barren room, furnished only with a dark patent leather couch and rug, as he spanked her ass. She threw her head back in delight, the tinge of burning from his palm emanating from the point of impact making her feel alive. She bit her bottom lip, followed by licking it as she drew her tongue out slowly. 

This is what she wanted. She wanted to feel pain; she enjoyed it. The sense of being submissive, obeying his wishes and having been his slave in public made her clit throb with delight.

They had spent the previous hour walking through the local university’s library. She had been instructed to wear nothing but a loose fitting summer dress which fell on her body with a flow reminiscent of tall grass in a field on a windy summer’s day. As they approached the library he said, “There’s a surprise in your purse. The moment we walk inside you’ll go to the washroom, find the item and apply it where it belongs”. She nodded.

As she walked out of the washroom she had a devilish look on her face, content with the feeling of the cold steel plug filling her warm cavity. She had wanted to try a metal toy for some time; finally she had the chance and couldn’t get over the perfect weight of the toy and the way it curved inside of her. As she clenched her muscles she could feel it pushing towards her wanting pussy, now quickly becoming aroused and her wetness clinging to her inner thighs.

As they walked up the stairs to the second floor he lifted the hem of her skirt, admiring the view which she put on display by bending forward and arching her back for him. Without noticing, a student came from around the corner from the upcoming landing and got a clear view down her dress. He threw his eye brows up immediately when he noticed her pierced nipples pushing through the light cotton fabric. She winked at him, with a muffled giggle as the hem of her skirt fell back down. The fellow student bounced down the stairs, thrilled by the brief show he’d just been privy to.

“Well there’s one more reason to come to the library”, he told her as the pair kept climbing the last few steps. As they marched into the second floor he directed her down an aisle of books. He stood at the entrance and told her, “Walk down to the end. Once you’re there you are to turn around, remove the straps of the dress from your shoulders and slowly walk back towards me. Do you understand?” She nodded.

As she stripped her dress and exposed her breast at the end of the long row of books she felt the thrill of being topless in such a public place in the middle of the afternoon. Her clit throbbed with every step as she moved towards him.

After what felt like an eternity she arrived back to him, a sly smile gracing her face. “How was that?” he asked. “I love it! What’s next?” she whispered enthusiastically.

He pushed her dress past her curvy hips, as she wiggled her hips it fell to the floor. There she was, standing completely naked in her library with nothing but the steel plug and her appetite for more.

After picking up her clothing he grabbed her by the hand and ushered her towards a small desk back down the aisle. He admired her figure as he sat down in the chair. Her eyes looked down at him, subconsciously begging to be his slave while she patiently waited for further direction.

“Turn around and bend over,” he said.

As she did he spanked her bare ass. “Shhhhhh,” emanated from a desk further down the row from an oblivious student deep in their studies.

He slowly grazed a finger up her thighs and between her lips, soaking his forefinger with her juices before he licked it clean as she looked at him, blushing.

“Put your dress back on,” he told her. “That’s enough for today.”

Confused, she obeyed his command and they made their way back to the parking lot. As they climbed in the car she asked, “Did I do something wrong, Sir?”

“No, you’re going to blow me here,” he replied. “Get on all fours, and lift your skirt so your ass and pussy can be seen through the window then take me in your throat,” he ordered as he unzipped his pants, revealing his swollen cock standing up right.

She gagged as soon as she forced his manhood all the way in, saliva dripping from her bottom lip. She repeatedly took him deep, feeling the engorged head of his cock gliding in her mouth and the slightly sweet and salty precum mixing with her spit.

He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot as she continued giving her best effort to continually deep throat him, only occasionally coming up for a gasp of air.

As they pulled into his driveway he pulled the dress over her head and directed her to walk to the door of the house. He remained seated in the car, watching her saunter up the steps, the plug gleaming in the sun until she turned around at the door, waiting for him to unlock it.

He walked up to meet her, grabbing her ass with one hand and pushing his index against the toy while he unlocked the door with his other hand.

“Bend over the couch,” he snapped dryly. She walked over and bent over as he had demanded. He spanked her, the snap echoing through the room. “Have I done well, Sir?” she asked.

On the second spank she released a guttural moan and arched her back, pushing her ass towards him and throwing her head back. Without saying a word he left the room and returned with a wooden spatula. Smack, again, the silence was broken.

“Please, Sir, fuck me,” she begged, “fuck me hard.”

Smack, another hit with the spatula impacted her reddening ass. “Is that what you want?” he asked as his fingers spread her vulnerable pussy open, exposing the perfectly pink lips now dripping with her wetness. She nodded.

He glided his cock up and down her inviting slit, coating himself with her before he slowly eased it in. The tightness of her womanhood grasped him and it felt as though her cunt was pulling him in deeper and deeper.

He pulled back slowly and suddenly forced himself all the way in again, this time with force. She screamed from the mix of pain of pleasure of feeling him take her. The mix in senses sent shocks throughout her body. This was the feeling she longed for; the feeling of delightful aches of being used as his slut.

She reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks, again putting the toy on display. He could feel the head of the plug rubbing against his shaft through her holes. He kept pounding her with force, holding onto her hip bones as leverage to pull her towards him in concert with his every thrust.

“Please, Sir, let me cum,” she cried out.

Before he could even reply, he felt her tighten even more as her body shook from the orgasms that had been building up for the last hour. She pushed him away, his cock slipping from her entrance as she gushed all over his legs and the floor.

“Look at the mess you made,” he said between heavy pants. “Come here and take my load, I can’t hold it in anymore,” he continued.

As she turned around, quickly kneeling and opening her mouth, he shot rope after rope of his cum on her face. She flinched and closed her eyes as it impacted before passing a finger along her cheek and licking it clean while looking at him in the eyes.”

The alarm clock went off. “Fuck me,” he groaned as he awoke. It had merely been a dream…