Saturdays were usually a day for sleeping in. Out of all the days in the week, when there were things to do, classes to attend, workouts to endure, breakfasts to eat, none were so leisurely as those undertaken on a Saturday morning that waited to start until the sun was more than halfway up its climb to high noon. This Saturday, Arthur awoke far earlier than typical for his Saturday routine. The alarm clock on the dresser across the room from the bed lit up half the room with oversized numbers that read 6:04.
The arm draped over his chest slid off as Kelly Linnehan rolled toward the wall and pressed her gloriously round ass against his thigh in all her naked glory. He stared at her. He let his eyes trace her muscle lines, down to the indent of her waist and the flare of her hips. If it wasn't for the bladder threatening to burst within him, he might have cuddled up to her and held her close. Unfortunately, nature made its demands almost painfully.
Arthur slipped from the bed almost gracefully as his motor functions started coming back online. The unfamiliar bed height and feel of the carpet against his feet threw him a bit. He looked around for his clothes but couldn't spot any. Hopefully, Kelly wouldn't mind him walking around naked, but he didn't have time to search. By the time he made it into the bathroom, Arthur was dancing on the balls of his feet as he walked, and he gave an audible sigh when he was finally able to lift the toilet lid and relieve himself.
He took a deep breath when he was finished. He hoped the flush wouldn't wake Kelly, but he flushed, washed his hands, and started hunting for his clothes. He was two steps out of the hallway and reaching for his shirt when the living room lights flicked on, and he turned wild-eyed. A young woman he didn't recognize was staring at him. Well, her eyes started staring at him and slowly traveled downwards. He instinctively moved to cover himself as she shut the front door.
Whoever she was, she was taller than Kelly, standing nearly six feet tall without heels. Still a few inches shorter than Arthur. Her long brown hair was loose and down. The makeup on her face would have been pretty, but she'd obviously cried through it, and the mascara had run in places. She'd touched it up, tried to make it presentable, but Arthur could tell. The red eyes were a giveaway. Her build was lean and willowy with coltish legs that seemed to go on for miles. Her jeans covered them, but her tank top had trouble reaching the end of her torso and exposed a strip of firm, gently toned abs.
Her gray eyes sparkled like silver as they combed over the lines and details of Arthur's muscular body. His shoulders hunched forward in rounded caps with his arms crossing his front and angling down where they met, holding the shirt over his privates. The rest of him was naked and exposed, and his well-defined abs lowered to a hard-cut Apollo's belt that she seemed to have trouble moving her eyes away from.
"Uh..." Arthur started.
"You're Arthur, right?" The young woman asked as she finally turned her eyes away and put her purse on the end table by the door.
"Yeah. You're..." He started but faded as he couldn't supply her name.
"Katelyn." She answered, stepping forward and offering him a handshake.
"Oh, right. Kelly's roommate. She's mentioned you before." Arthur nodded, and the shirt dropped a little as he moved one of his two hands from it to shake hers. It didn't occur to him until later that this was a calculated move on her part. "I thought she said you were out of town this weekend."
"I was." Katelyn gestured to the door. "But my ex-boyfriend is a cheating asshole, so the weekend plans got cut off early. I've been texting Kelly, but given that it was late or early, I suppose, I guess she slept through it all."
"Yeah, sorry. Kelly's uh..." He looked to the wall currently separating them from Kelly's bedroom. "Still asleep. I think. Should we wake her up?"
"Probably." Katelyn nodded. "Unless you wanted to get out of here before she woke up?"
"No. I was just trying to find my phone and gather my clothes."
"Do I want to know why they're out here instead of in there?" Katelyn asked a little sharply.
"We started flirting out here, and things... progressed into there." He shrugged. She seemed to enjoy that, but her slight smile faded when she spotted the green lingerie on the floor.
"If you two stained this couch, I swear to god." Katelyn fumed as she started checking it.
"We didn't." Arthur did his best to assure her. "I'll just uh..." He picked up his boxers and slid them on. She watched him do it, then went back to check the couch. He found his pants next and pulled his phone out of his pocket. The battery was dead. He frowned. He supposed he could borrow a charger, but he could always just charge it in the car on the way home.
"So, are the two of you official now?" Katelyn asked, once satisfied that there were no stains on the sofa.
"We..." He looked back to the bedroom. "I guess that's really a question for both of us, but when we talked last night, she said she wanted to keep things casual."
"Was that her idea or yours?" Katelyn's question caused Arthur to pause for a moment. Her tone was such that it was almost an accusation rather than a question.
"Mutual." He slid his pants back on one leg at a time. "But she suggested it first."
"Great." Katelyn shook her head and sank onto the sofa.
"Why great?" Arthur asked, slightly confused.
"I'd have been pissed if she'd gotten a boyfriend just as I lost one. The whole drive back here, I took solace in the fact that we could at least have our girls' nights again." Katelyn sighed. "Sorry, I guess that's mean."
"No." Arthur slid his shirt back on, and Katelyn watched it fall. "A little selfish maybe, but not really mean-spirited." He smirked. His attempt at levity met with the brick wall that was Katelyn's unsmiling face.
"You gonna leave?" Katelyn asked, gesturing to the door.
"I'm going to go wake Kelly up first, let her know you're back, say good morning, that kind of thing." Arthur looked toward her bedroom. "If she's not already awake."
"Oh, she's still asleep," Katelyn assured him. "She's a heavy sleeper. You could dance a jig out here, and she'd sleep right through it. Kind of makes her the perfect roommate, honestly."
"I guess it would." Arthur chuckled as he picked up the green lingerie from the night before and started moving toward the bedroom. Katelyn turned her attention away from him, picked up the remote, and turned on the television. She was awake, it seemed, and while she might be holding it together in front of a stranger, Arthur could tell that her emotions were pretty volatile at the moment.
"Kelly." Arthur whispered as he approached the bed. She didn't move or make any noise. He would have worried if it wasn't for the slow rise and fall of her perfect bell-shaped breasts. He knelt on the edge of the bed and gently clasped his hand over her arm. Still no response. He squeezed her arm gently and started rubbing it up and down. "Kelly?" He tried again.
This time, she responded by seeming to come to life. She stretched by raising her hands above her head, pointing her toes, arching her back, and groaning. "Hm?" She slowly opened her eyes. "Arthur?" She smiled and then closed her eyes again. "Are you up already? Come back to bed."
"I'm up." Arthur said with a slight smile too. "I think you might want to get up too. Katelyn's back."
Kelly's eyes opened. "What?" She asked.
"Katelyn's in the living room." He gestured to the wall, through which the faint noise of a laugh track on some tv show could be heard. "She said she broke up with her boyfriend."
Kelly sat up immediately as if he'd dumped ice water on her. "What?"
"That's what she said. Something about him cheating on her?" Arthur realized he didn't have any details to give her.
"Oh shit." Kelly's eyes widened as she started moving out of bed. "Really?" She pulled open a dresser drawer and threw on a long t-shirt. Then she closed that one and opened another drawer. A pair of cotton briefs slid up her legs and disappeared under the shirt. Then a pair of shorts went on as well.
Arthur sat on the bed as he watched her dress. "Yeah."
"Shit." Kelly spat again. "I was going to make you breakfast...." She whined.
"We can go out for breakfast?" Arthur suggested.
"Yeah..." Kelly looked at her bedroom door. "I'm sorry, Arthur. I really should talk to Kate. Are you... is that okay?"
"Oh, yeah, of course." Arthur nodded as he stood up. "Don't worry about me. I'll let you two catch up. I've got breakfast at home anyway." He nodded.
"Next time, we can do this at your place. I'll make you breakfast." Kelly promised.
"I'll make you breakfast if it's at my place." Arthur laughed.
"Deal." Kelly smirked and stepped over to him. He parted his legs so she could stand between his knees facing her bed while he faced her. She leaned down slightly and kissed him. She didn't even mind the morning breath. Neither did he. "For now, though, I think you'd better get out of here. Katelyn will probably be very anti-men for at least a few days."
"Yeah, I get that." He nodded. "Tell her I formally apologize on behalf of my gender." Arthur smirked. Kelly seemed confused by the joke at first but then got it. Pre-coffee Kelly was not quick-witted Kelly.
He patted her thigh, and she stepped away. He stood, stretched, and followed her out of her bedroom and into the living room. He found his socks and shoes while Kelly went to the bathroom. Katelyn ignored him while she watched tv.
"Alright, well..." He said as he approached the door.
"Bye." Katelyn waved.
Kelly came into view from the hallway and gave him a small, awkward smile. "Next Friday, your place that works for you?"
"This Friday coming up?" He asked, making sure they were talking about a one-week difference and not a two-week difference.
"Yeah." Kelly nodded.
"Yeah." Arthur nodded back. "I'll see you then." He nodded once more to Katelyn. "It was nice meeting you. Sorry, it was uh... a bit awkward."
Katelyn shrugged. "Not for me. I'm a single woman now. I can see all the dicks."
Kelly's one eyebrow rose so high that it almost formed a question mark itself.
"I was hunting for my phone and pants when Katelyn came home." Arthur said a little sheepishly.
"And your man isn't shy. Unlike some bastards who should be." Katelyn spat.
"Right..." Arthur edged toward the door. "Anyway, uh... yeah. Bye." He waved one last time at Kelly, who waved back awkwardly, then changed her mind and jogged after him. She gave him a quick kiss goodbye and returned to her apartment.
Arthur smiled all the way down the twelve floors to the parking lot and into his car. He started the car and plugged his phone into the charger but didn't turn it on. He made the drive last night, and he knew how to get home.
Once he was home and in his own parking lot, his phone was still only at ten percent. Rather than turn it on, he put it back in his pocket and went upstairs. He took his keys out, unlocked his handle and deadbolt, and opened his door, only to stop part way because of the chain across it. Someone had pulled the chain across his door. Selene?
"Selene?" He asked as he slightly closed the door again. "Are you in there?"
A groggy harumphing noise came from the left of the door, where his sofa was, but he couldn't see it through the crack that only showed the right-hand side of his living room, which was mostly empty.
"Selene?" Arthur asked again.
The door was pushed shut from the other side. He heard the sliding of the chain, and then the door opened. Arthur stepped in. "Why did you-" He stopped when he realized it wasn't Selene behind the door but her sister Katerine. Too many names today started with K.
"Habit." Katerine answered and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
This was the first time Arthur had seen her when she wasn't done up. As far as he could tell, she wasn't wearing makeup. Her usually perfectly tended hair with perfect curls was kinked and messy. She typically wore professional clothes and ironed blouses. Now she was wearing an oversized t-shirt with the front of it caught on the waistband of what appeared to be pajama shorts that barely reached her thighs. She yawned and shuffled over to the sofa.
"Where's Selene?" Arthur asked, still confused.
Katerine sank into the couch and gestured behind Arthur toward his bedroom door, which was shut.
"You slept here last night?" Arthur asked. He looked to his bedroom door and then back to Katerine.
"I didn't want to sleep in an otherwise empty apartment again. Was that okay?" Katerine asked. "Selene said she texted you but didn't hear back. Guess your date was a success then?"
"Uh... yeah. I guess." Arthur nodded. "I mean, yeah. I don't mind you sleeping here. I was just surprised."
"So, are you a taken man now? Gonna stop fuckin' my sister?" Pre-coffee Katerine was identical to blunt Katerine.
Arthur stopped for a second, both shocked by Katerine's frankness and shocked that he was surprised by it. He was, after all, fucking her sister. Pretty regularly. More than that. She'd become something like his full-time sex slave, which was not something he'd even remotely thought of this time last week. After Katerine caught Selene reciting her slave mantra and sucking his cock, she was aware of the situation. At first, she'd been pretty upset about it, but after talking it out, she seemed at least okay with it if it made Selene happy. According to Selene, they'd talked even more about it, and he and Katerine were supposed to have a conversation later today about it all. He still wasn't sure what to expect or how to handle it, but she seemed to expect an answer. She was awake now and looking at him, studying his face for a more authentic reply than his lips might give her.
"I'm not a taken man." Arthur shook his head. "Kelly wants to keep things casual. She wants us to keep seeing each other but is too busy for a boyfriend right now. She's okay if we date other people too."
"Is that what you call your little arrangement?" Katerine asked with a sneer. "Do all your dates worship your cock?"
"Usually." Arthur quipped back.
His answer seemed to surprise Katerine, and she smiled before she realized it. She shook it off and gestured toward the bedroom. "Your slave is in there." She teasingly added. "Master."
Still unsure how to take Katerine, Arthur felt it best to strive for more familiar ground. He started toward the bedroom door.
"We still on for lunch?" Katerine's voice reached his ears and stopped him.
He turned back to look at her, nodded, and then turned toward the bedroom door. He closed it behind him and didn't hear whatever Katerine said in response to his nod.
The light in here was dark, and for a moment, he had to stand there and let his eyes adjust. Then he reached over and turned on the light. For a moment, he was surprised to find that not only was Selene not in his bed but his bed was made perfectly, just the way he always made it. He hadn't had time the morning after Selene spent the night, but it was made now. He expected to see Selene nestled under the covers, but no. His eyes trailed along the bed, came to its foot, and looked directly down. There, curled up on a pile of blankets, was a naked, collared Selene.
He smirked and started back toward the bedroom door.
"Master?" Selene's sleepy voice broke into a yawn before she finished the word. She pushed herself up on her forearms as she yawned and stretched like a cat. First, her shoulders went up, showing off her breasts nicely, then her shoulders went down, and her ass went up. Then she started standing. "You're home!" She said cheerily. "I take it your date went well? You fucked her?"
Arthur laughed. "We uh... Yeah. It went well."
Selene smiled and crawled forward. "Sit on the edge of the bed, Master."
He knew it wasn't quite a command, but the tone in her voice was surprisingly forceful coming from his slave. He smirked for a moment, but in the end, he decided to sit on the edge of the bed. He could guess what she wanted and was perfectly willing to give it to her.
"I want you to tell me all about it, every detail, while I suck your cock. I want to taste her still on you...." Selene's voice drifted off into a dream-like tone, her eyes half-closed as she reached up and started undoing her Master's belt and pants.
Arthur let her, and he started recounting the story as she fished him out of his pants. She stroked him until he was hard, which didn't take long, and then she dove onto his cock, taking him in her mouth more eager than ever. Her head bobbed up and down fiercely, and the suction from her locked lips around his cock was intense enough to dimple her cheeks.
When he got to the kinky parts, she started to moan onto his cock, which sent pleasant vibrations through him, and he leaned back. She climbed up him with her arms resting on his thighs, impaled her face with his cock, and listened as he recounted fucking Kelly the night before.
She popped off his cock once to ask: "May I play with myself, Master? And may I cum?"
"You may, and you may." Arthur answered her back. "So long as you can get me to cum first." He smirked and put his hands behind his head as he lay back and stared at the ceiling. Then he continued recounting the story, up until the point that they fell asleep.
Selene lifted her head off his cock and kept pumping him with her right hand while her left was between her legs, finger-fucking herself and pressing her clit with the base of her fingers until she felt herself getting closer to the edge.
"Did you enjoy fucking her, Master?" Selene asked.
"Of course." Arthur answered honestly.
"And the housewife, the roleplay. Did you enjoy that? Do you want me to do that?" Selene asked as she tightened her grip around his cock.
"No, you and I roleplay other things." He answered. "Kind of." He supposed it was a type of roleplay. It just happened to last as long as Selene wore her collar, and so far, she refused to take it off.
"Do you think, if things work out between you, and she does become your wife, for real, that she would be okay with me still being your slave?" Selene closed her eyes as she pumped Arthur, and her left hand started working even faster as she gasped in pleasure.
"You would have to be a slave to both of us." Arthur answered, playing along. "But I don't think you'd mind that." He reached down and cupped her face in one hand. "You're a good slut, aren't you? You'd obey your mistress if I gave you one."
"Yes, Master." Selene gasped. "Oh my god. Master."
"You would do anything to her that I told you to, wouldn't you?" Arthur watched her delirious smile stretch across her face.
"Of course, Master. I would serve your wife, or girlfriend, as I would you. If you told me to. I obey you in all things. You are my Master. I am your slave. Please, sir, use your slut." Selene dove for his cock as he came, and although the first jet hit her in the face, the rest she gobbled down and swallowed eagerly, shivering with pleasure the whole time.
When Arthur was finished cumming, his body went slack against the bed. "Good girl." He sighed as she nuzzled against his hand that was cupping her face. She shivered with pleasure at his words and shuddered as she kept fingering herself, faster and harder with every passing second. "Cum for me." He encouraged her. "Cum for your Master like a good slut."
She obeyed. Her entire body went rigid, and she moved her hand from his cock to his thigh as she clamped down around her fingers and came. She pushed her face into the mattress and screamed with pleasure. The mattress muffled it, but it still brought a smile to Arthur's face. She sat slumped against the foot of the bed now, one arm around his leg, hugging it, with her back against the foot of the bed. He laid back on the mattress with his eyes closed, his legs hanging over the foot of the bed.
Without meaning to, he fell asleep. So did Selene. It wasn't until several hours later, when there was a knock on the bedroom door, that either of them stirred.
"Hm?" Arthur asked as he slowly came back into the world. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. At his feet, Selene stirred on her slave bed made of blankets. She yawned and stretched. Kat, on the other side of the door, knocked again.
"Hold on." Arthur called out, waking himself enough to close up his pants and sit up.
Selene was still naked, except for her collar, but once Arthur was buttoned up, she called out. "Come in, Kat."
Arthur raised an eyebrow, but if either of them were embarrassed at Selene's current state, neither showed it. Kat might as well have opened the door to the two of them perfectly dressed, playing a game of cards for all the disturbance either showed.
"It's eleven o'clock." Kat announced.
"Hm?" Arthur asked, surprised. He turned to check the clock as if he didn't believe her, and sure enough: it read 11:01. "Wow." He chuckled. "I guess I needed the sleep."
Selene smiled. "I'll go make you some coffee, Master. You should get showered and ready for your date with Kat."
Kat's face was unreadable.
"I've been meaning to ask you about that." Arthur said as Selene stood up.
Kat stepped inside the bedroom to let her past, and Selene was off, presumably making coffee around the corner. Arthur stood up from the bed, stretched his neck, rolled his shoulders, and popped his back by flexing it just the right way.
"Is it a date?" Arthur asked as he started opening the drawers. "Selene keeps calling it that, but I wasn't sure."
"It's..." Kat started, then hesitated. "It's lunch." She said finally.
"So it's just lunch because you want to talk. Not a date." Arthur clarified. "I'm just... trying to figure things out."
"Do you want it to be a date?" Kat's question had an edge of challenge that made Arthur unsure how he should answer. If he said no, Kat might think he hated her. If he said yes, she could call him all kinds of names. There was no winning in this scenario.
"I think that's what I'm asking you." Arthur countered. "In my experience, it's not a date unless the woman says so."
"It's..." Kat seemed to think about it for a moment. "It's an opportunity."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Arthur asked, more confused than ever as he pulled the clothes he needed.
"You'll find out at lunch." Kat smirked and then left his room and headed into the kitchen.
Arthur watched her head into the kitchen, unsure what that meant. He sighed, headed into the bathroom, and started the shower water. He brushed his teeth, shaved, and then hopped in the shower. He was part way through lathering himself up when he heard the bathroom door open.
"Master?" Selene's voice was quiet but steady.
"Yes?" Arthur asked.
"Do you need any help?" Selene asked.
"Showering?" Arthur asked for clarification as he ran the soap bar across his chest.
"Whatever you need." Selene volunteered. "If you're still horny, I can always stroke your cock."
Arthur's dick twitched a little at that thought, but just a little. He smirked. He supposed even he needed a break from time to time. "I think you did a good job of that earlier. I'm still recharging." He answered with a chuckle.
"Oh, okay." Selene sounded disappointed.
"I could use your help with something, though." Arthur said as he washed his legs.
"Of course, whatever you need, Master." Selene answered more cheerily than before.
"Your sister." Arthur said, as though that statement was itself explanatory.
"What about her, Master?" Selene asked.
"What does she want from me?" Arthur asked, slightly frustrated but trying his best not to let it show. He set the soap and the washcloth down and started rinsing himself off by starting with his already shampooed head.
"I've been telling her about everything you've been teaching me about... about my sexuality. And all the orgasms you've given me, and how wonderful it feels to be your slave." Selene answered as though that explained things. "She hasn't had a boyfriend in a while and can be a bit bratty. A handful. She needs someone who can rise to that challenge, and I told her I thought you could and would if she asked you."
"And what did she say to that?" Arthur paused.
"She said she'd text you." Selene's smile was audible in her voice. "And then she did, and set up a lunch with you to talk to you about it without me around so the two of you can get to know one another and have some privacy."
Arthur was silent as he continued rinsing himself off. His mind was racing as he thought about the consequences and possibilities. "Does she... want to be my slave too?" He asked.
"I don't think she wants quite the same thing we have." Selene explained. "But I know she enjoys certain things just like I do, in her own way. And I know she won't try to steal you away from me. A little competition between us might even be a good thing. For you, anyway."
"You really are trying to make me a harem, aren't you." Arthur laughed as he turned off the water.
"Of course, Master." Selene smiled up at him from her place, kneeling on the bathmat, as he opened the shower curtain. His towel was draped across her upraised arms, and he took it from her and started drying his hair. "If I had my way, I'd build you a whole stable full of women to fuck whenever you wanted, so long as you still used me as your slave when you were done with them."
Arthur's dick twitched again, remembering how hot the blow job had been while he detailed his date with Kelly and the sex they had together. It'd also been enjoyable for Selene, judging by her reactions to it. Selene must have seen it because there was a hunger in her eyes a moment later when he finished drying off.
"Do you want me to suck you off before your lunch, master?" She asked, hopefully.
Arthur considered it. "No." He finally decided. "In fact, I want you to take some time off while I'm at lunch to finish your homework and do what you'd normally do on the weekend."
Selene looked like he'd slapped her across the face and not in a fun way. "Do you..." Her voice broke. "Do you want me to take off my collar?"
"No." Arthur assured her. "You're my slut. You can wear that, or one of your other collars, for as long as you want to. But you do still need to live your life. You can't spend all day, every day laying at the foot of my bed waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you."
Selene seemed to consider that statement for a moment, and Arthur realized that she'd taken the opposite meaning from it. He'd meant to explain the obvious. Instead, he'd given her something to aspire to, something he feared was far too unrealistic to be attainable.
"Selene..." Arthur warned.
"I know, I know." She frowned and looked down at the floor as she shifted into the Nadu position. "A slave may dream, Master. A slave may dream."
Arthur shook his head. "Any other insights you can give me about your sister?" He asked as he slid on the pair of boxer shorts he'd brought in with him.
"Don't be afraid to be mean to her. To be forceful. She will push the boundaries. She's not as..."
"Obedient?" Arthur volunteered.
"Yeah." Selene nodded. "She's not a good girl, Master. She will push you. You must push back, or better yet, push her first."
"Okay." Arthur thought he could do that. "Where should I take her for lunch?"
"You should order in. I... may have told her you said you would meet her at our apartment and that you would order sandwiches for lunch." Selene did her best not to smile but failed under Arthur's incredulous gaze. "She's waiting for you there."
Arthur laughed. "You've thought of everything, I suppose." He pulled on his shirt. "What will you do when she joins my harem? Share my bed with the two of us? Suck me off after I finish fucking her like you did with Kelly?"
Selene shuddered.
"Will you serve her, like you offered to serve Kelly?" Arthur asked.
"No." Selene said. "I... I don't think she wants that. We don't want to do anything sexual to each other. But... we both think it might be exciting to do things to you or have you do things to us simultaneously."
Arthur's dick started to harden at the thought of it. A threesome with sisters? That was definitely on his bucket list of 'things that will probably never happen but would be cool if they did.'
"You could take turns having us blow you or fucking us while the other watches." Selene said quietly. "Whatever you wanted."
"And if I wanted you to go down on her while I fucked you from behind?" Arthur asked as he stared straight down at Selene.
She blushed but shook her head. "No, Master. I don't think I could do that." She sounded sorry and tried to make up for it almost immediately. "But I would hold her down while you fucked her if you wanted me to."
"Ha." Arthur laughed. "Finally. We found a line that you won't cross." He pulled on his pants and then patted her on the head. "Good girl."
Selene shivered as goosebumps spun up her spine. She wiggled in her kneeling Nadu position and crawled after Arthur as he left the bathroom and headed into the living room. It was only eleven thirty. He had some time.
"Oh shit." Arthur cussed.
"What is it?" Selene asked, looking up, alarmed.
"I forgot about my phone. The battery died last night, and I haven't had a chance to charge it or turn it back on yet." He quickly went back into his bedroom. Selene waited in the living room, taking up the Nadu position in the center of the room, as he plugged his phone back in. It was only at ten percent, but he turned it back on anyway. He sat on the edge of the sofa and waited while it booted up, and the alerts started coming in.
13 missed messages from Slut.
2 missed messages from Kelly.
1 missed call from Mom.
1 voicemail.
6 emails, none of which seemed important.
Arthur looked over to Selene, kneeling in the center of the room to his right, looking down at the carpet. Nude, except for her thin leather collar. Her long blonde hair was still tied back in a single braid that ran down her back and ended just above her round bubble butt. He opened their message chain.
Slut: Homework is all finished!
Slut: How is your date going?
Slut: I came! Thank you, Master!
The subsequent few messages were a series of photographs.
A selfie of Selene on her back against the carpet, one tit cupped in her hand.
A selfie of Selene from a low angle, with one leg raised straight into the air, her hand holding on to her ankle.
A picture of Selene on the couch, her face turned away from the camera and her ass up. Not a selfie. Someone else had taken this one.
Slut: Kat is really looking forward to your date tomorrow!
Slut: I hope you're fucking her good and proper, Master!
Slut: Show her what it's like to be fucked by a god.
Slut: I guess you're not coming home tonight?
Slut: Can't wait to hear all about it tomorrow.
Slut: Goodnight, Master.
Slut: Thank you for letting me cum tonight.
Arthur smiled as he saved all the pictures to his phone. Once that was done, he moved on to the messages from Kelly.
Kelly: Sorry about this morning, again.
Kelly: I'm looking forward to next week, though! Same time, right?
Arthur messaged her back.
Arthur: Yeah, same time, my place. I'll cook us dinner this time.
Before he could move on, Kelly messaged him back.
Kelly: Okay. Should I think of another game for us to play?
Arthur: Sure. Let me know what you're thinking, so I can take care of any prep ahead of time.
Kelly: Prep?
Arthur: Well, it depends on how elaborate you want to get, but yeah, prep. Costumes, candles, you set the scene pretty well last night. I'd like to be able to return the favor.
Kelly: Oh, gotcha. Sure. I'll let you know.
Then it was time for the voicemail.
"Arthur, this is your mother, but you probably already know that because caller ID exists, you're either screening your calls or still asleep because it's Saturday. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know the plan for tonight is steaks on the grill. Your father wants to cook and use the patio before it gets too cold. The pool is heated, and the hot tub is open, so bring your trunks if you want. We'll be at the house all day, so whenever you get here, we'll start dinner. Love you, see you soon."
Arthur decided to text rather than call. A generational difference, maybe, but it was still faster and more efficient than all that talking.
Arthur: Got your message. Looking forward to tonight. I'll let you know when I'm on my way.
Selene was still kneeling there, waiting for instructions. Arthur shook his head.
"Don't you have things to do today?" Arthur asked. "Projects to work on? That kind of thing?"
"I got a lot done last night." Selene answered. "Today is kind of like my day off. I'm supposed to study Lit tomorrow with Kat, but otherwise... I'm free to do anything you need today." Selene's answer was more of a suggestion that Arthur did not miss.
"So you're just going to hang out here naked all day?" Arthur asked.
"Unless you'd rather I wear something?" Selene asked. "You didn't assign me any clothes today, so I just assumed I wasn't to wear any."
Arthur chuckled. "I like that assumption, though it might make life difficult for you if I sleep in on a class day."
Selene blushed but did not answer. Arthur watched her for a moment and then realized something. "Do you know what was missing from my phone this morning?" He asked.
"No, sir." She answered honestly as she looked at him from her position on the floor. "What?"
"I told you to send me a selfie of yourself when you finished your slave mantra this morning." Arthur reminded her. "Did you recite your slave mantra this morning?"
Selene looked back down, and her voice was soft as she answered. "No, sir."
"Why not?" Arthur asked in a stern tone as he stood up. The bulge in his pants was obvious to Selene's hungry eyes.
"I was too eager to suck your cock, sir." Selene answered. "I thought of nothing else when I saw you come in this morning."
"And when I went to get my shower?" He asked. "Could you not have recited it then?"
"I..." Selene hesitated. "I suppose I could have, sir." She sounded sorry. "I'm sorry."
"Should I punish you?" Arthur asked. He strode toward her and walked around her until he was standing behind her.
"Yes, sir." Selene answered immediately, her eyes still downcast.
"Why?" Arthur asked.
"Because I am your slave, I must complete the tasks you assign me." Selene answered.
"Good girl." Arthur smiled. "That is the right answer."
Selene shuddered. "But you don't have time, do you, Master? You have to go have lunch with Kat."
Arthur glanced at the clock. She was right, of course, but he had an idea for a punishment he quite liked. "Okay." He said. "While I'm having lunch with Kat. You'll stay here and recite your slave mantra over and over. You're going to go through your poses while you do it." He gripped her hair by its braid. "And you're going to do it with your rabbit vibrator shoved as far into you as you can make it go, on as high a setting as you can." He was already hard just thinking about it, and Selene was obviously aroused by how she pushed her pelvis into the floor.
"But." Arthur added. "You are not going to cum."
Selene's nostrils flared as Arthur continued. "Every time you get so close to cumming that you feel you can't help it, you will stop the vibrator and make a mark on this page."
Arthur opened one of her notebooks on the coffee table to the first blank page he found.
"For every mark, you will earn one spanking that I will deliver to you when I'm done with Kat." Arthur smiled; he couldn't help it. Selene tried not to. "And you're going to record yourself doing it with my phone. I'll review the video." He warned. "So I'll know if you do it correctly."
"Yes, Master." Selene moaned. "I'm sorry for forgetting. I obey, and thank you for my punishment."
Arthur patted her on the head. "I've started the recording. You may begin now. I'll see you when Kat and I are done with lunch." He watched as she hopped up to grab the vibrator, shoved it in, and then started going through her poses while reciting her mantra. He opened the door wide, exposing her to the empty landing as he did so, and then closed and locked the door behind him. He paused for a moment and pressed his ear against the door. He could hear she was still reciting her mantra while the buzz of the vibrator hummed away between her legs.
He moved away from the door and had to sit thinking about schoolwork until the erection faded. Then he went down the stairs, across the parking lot, and knocked on Selene and Kat's apartment door. The door opened quickly.
"You're late." Kat frowned as she let him in.
Arthur checked his watch. 12:02. "Sorry." As he stepped through it, he gestured to the door, and Kat closed it behind him. "Traffic was a real bear."
She didn't laugh at his joke but shook her head. He stood in the center of her living room now. Her and Kat's apartment was the mirror image of his, with their tv and living room area to the right of the door, an open space bordered by three doors to his left, two bedrooms, and a bathroom. The kitchen was in the nook of the reverse J-shaped apartment to the right, with a small dining area.
"Selene said you wanted to order food?" Arthur asked.
"Yeah. I thought we'd order from The Sandwich Shop. Something light?" Kat asked as she looked up at him. She was a few inches shorter than Selene and usually wore heels to make up for it. Right now, she was barefoot and more than a foot shorter than Arthur at 5'1" to his 6'4".
She'd changed clothes from the baggy shirt and pajama shorts she'd worn at his place and was dressed in her usual clothes again. A casual pair of black slacks, with a pink blouse, tucked into them. She had a blazer by the door, but it was on its hook for now. Both were a little tight on her, showing off her body's curves nicely. She was thicker than Selene, rounder, and more voluptuous for it. Selene was right, she was more Arthur's type physically than Selene was, but Arthur wasn't sure he liked her very much. He'd never know how she and Selene got along as well as they did. He assumed it was because they were sisters and had no other choice.
"That okay with you?" Kat asked as she crossed the room to the sofa, where she picked up her laptop and put it on the small round kitchen table. She opened it up and pulled up the website while she waited for Arthur's answer.
"Yeah." Arthur nodded. "That's fine with me. I'll take a turkey club with mayo."
Kat nodded. "Fries?"
"Of course." Arthur smirked and watched Kat enter the order. He had some cash in his wallet, so he wasn't worried about paying the delivery guy, but Kat had already paid online.
"Did you want some cash for it?" Arthur asked.
"No." Kat answered. "You can cover it next time."
"Okay..." Arthur said. He wasn't sure there would be a next time. Kat and Selene kept acting as though they were confident about things they hadn't even talked to him about yet, and he was starting to wonder exactly what it was that Kat wanted to discuss. "So... while we wait. What was it you wanted to talk about?"
Kat gestured to the sofa. "Take a seat."
Arthur took the corner seat and expected her to sit down, but she remained standing. The coffee table that separated the couch from the TV didn't leave much room, but she stood between it and the TV as she talked, gesturing with her hands while she spoke and occasionally clasping them together. If Arthur didn't know better, he might have thought if this were some kind of rehearsed speech or presentation. He'd seen enough of them in his business classes to know when someone was trying to hit all their speaking points without memorizing something verbatim.
"First, I wanted to apologize again." Kat nodded. "For how I treated you when I walked in on you and Selene. I was just... surprised. And a little frustrated." She looked at him as if waiting for him to respond or say his line. He wasn't sure what to say, so he said nothing at first but nodded.
"It's okay." He said when she didn't pick back up. "Like I said before, I understand. I'm not mad at you or anything."
"Good." Kat's mouth grew into a thin line as she nodded. "Because... I wanted to ask you for something like a favor."
"A favor?" Arthur prompted.
"Selene and I have been talking a lot over the last few days. And I mean a lot." Kat informed him. "And most, if not all of it, is about you. She raves about you. She worships you. And I..."
Arthur waited as she seemed to wrestle with the words.
"I'm worried about her and you, in a way." Kat confessed. "I'm worried that if you're just using her and toss her away at some point, she's going to be devastated, as in, beyond repair."
"I would never do that." Arthur shook his head.
"You say that, and she says that, but I want to be sure. I want to know you. I want to trust you. And..."
"And?" Arthur asked.
"I want in." Kat finished.
"In?" Arthur was confused. "In what?"
"In. With what you two have. Kind of. I want to watch you and Selene sometimes, and I want... private lessons. I want you to give me the same deal you offered Selene at the outset. Not what it's turned into. But the idea of getting together once in a while as friends with benefits and you helping me explore some of those things that I've never done before but wanted to try. I want you to teach me everything you know about... well, about everything you know about sex."
Arthur paused for a moment. "Uh..." His brain short-circuited. Selene had tried to prepare him for something like this, he thought, but there was a difference between the girl you were fucking teasing you about fucking her sister and her sister telling you that she wanted to fuck you and wanted in on it. He was half blown away into a fantasy world and half still in the real world, disbelieving it. He almost wanted to check for the prank cameras. Before he realized it, nearly a minute of silence had passed between them, and Kat felt smaller with every passing second.
"I know I'm not as skinny as she is." Kat said quietly. "And you have your pick of women right now. But... I don't have anyone else I can do this with, and I need it. I need to get laid. I need to have some fun sometimes and just cut loose. I need to push my boundaries and figure out what I like and don't like. And you're someone safe, hot, and knowledgeable. Selene trusts you, and she's told me how you're always looking out for her and not just abusing the power she gave you over her. I... I understand if you're not attracted to me, but maybe...."
Arthur held up his hand in a stop signal and Kat fell quiet.
"First of all." Arthur started. "I don't know if Selene has told you this, but I like curves. You're not fat, you take care of yourself, you're just a little curvier than your sister, but that's a good thing, at least in my eyes."
Kat didn't seem to know how to take that. She was surprised but also pleased. There was just a hint of a blush on her face.
"Second. I know this took a lot of courage for you to ask, but...." Arthur hesitated. He didn't want to upset her, and she looked like she was on the verge of being very upset by the upcoming rejection. The conjunction 'but' was always a red flag.
"But?" Kat's voice was quiet, but there was still a hint of defensive anger.
"I'm not sure we qualify for friends with benefits." Arthur shook his head. "We're not really friends, are we? We barely know each other. I know Selene pretty well, and we get along pretty well. I don't know you at all, and we don't get along at all sometimes. And now you want to be my sex slave?"
"No." Kat snapped. "You weren't listening. I don't want to be your sex slave. I'm not a fuck toy like she is. I want to be your... student, I guess. I want you to tutor me on this stuff."
"This stuff being sex." Arthur reminded her. "Specifically, kinky sex?"
"Yes." Kat nodded. "I want to try things out."
Arthur was silent for a moment. His gaze on her face was intense, but she refused to meet his eyes. She was staring at the coffee table as though it were going to burst into flames. Arthur was staring at her, waiting to see if she would realize what he did, but she didn't seem to think this was a bad idea. She wanted this. Did he?
He already Selene, who had gone from something like a friend with benefits with bondage to a practically full-time sex slave inside a couple of days. Then there was Kelly, who he was dating and would probably be spending roleplay nights with once a week until they either got together for real or called it off. This was, of course, not counting Mindy. Ji-Min, who apparently had a crush on him strong enough to get her to ask him out, and who was eager for their date on Sunday. Now, Kat wanted to join the mix?
"How..." Arthur started, then held up his hand. "How would you want it to work if we did this?"
Kat's smile burst from her face like sunshine, and she eagerly moved to the opposite corner of the sofa. She tucked one leg under her and sat sideways so she could face him while she talked animatedly with her hands.
"Okay. So, I thought we could get together once a week. During our time together, I would follow your lead. We would go over the limits like you did with Selene and try things out. But I'd need to be sure you know what you're doing. That means I want lesson plans. Ahead of time."
"Lesson plans?" Arthur raised an eyebrow. This was already starting to sound like more work than he might be able to handle.
"Lesson plans." Kat nodded. "I want to know what we'll try a week ahead of time if possible, a few days minimum. That way you can let me know if I need to bring anything, where it's going to be, what we're going to do, that kind of thing. And you have a few days to change things up if I veto anything."
Arthur thought about it.
"And it gives us time to reschedule if we're busy." She added. "If we set a regular night, like Tuesdays, we can schedule around it, but if we need to reschedule for any reason, we can at least have a few days' notice."
"I think I'd have to see an example lesson plan. Have a format to follow." Arthur found himself speaking before he really meant to.
Kat shifted in her seat. "I can help you with that." She nodded. "We could go over one for... today?"
"Today?" Arthur asked, slightly surprised.
"Well, I thought you might want to- never mind." Kat looked down again, and her shoulders drooped.
"I'm..." Arthur started. "I'm not saying no." He didn't know that he wanted to say yes either. He wasn't sure at all what he thought of the idea if he were being honest. It sounded like a dream in some ways, a nightmare in others. Kat was volatile, and she could be... strong-willed. Beyond that, he really didn't know much about her at all. He wouldn't mind being her friend before being her friend with benefits to determine if they could even be friends in the first place.
"That doesn't sound like a yes either." Kat grimaced. "Are you serious?" She asked. "I'm offering to fuck you, and you're not sure you want to? Way to boost a girl's ego."
"I want to fuck you." Arthur said sternly. Kat looked up at him. She looked like she was about to cry, stopping him short. "I do. I'm not lying about that." He wasn't. "I just feel like, maybe we should start simple. Get to know one another a little. You know? Maybe we could be friends before we become friends with benefits?"
"What do you want to know?" Kat asked as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"I don't know." Arthur answered. "Anything about you? I guess? All I know is that you're Selene's sister. You grew up together. You're older than her. She followed you to college, essentially, and the two of you started rooming together last year?" He wasn't sure when they started rooming together, but he thought that sounded right. "And your mom is a bit of a prude, according to Selene, but she might even consider me a prude by her standards." He tried to insert a joke to lighten the mood, but Kat didn't laugh.
"My name's Katerine. I'm named after my father's mother. I'm 23, two years older than Selene, even though we're only a year apart academically. I took a gap year between high school and college because I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I took four classes at a community college that year and then transferred here." Kat explained. "My mom is a prude. We were raised in a very strict household with some very archaic ideas when it came to sex and things like that, which didn't exactly stop me. I was a bit of a rebel in high school. Unfortunately, my boyfriend senior year wasn't the best, but I lost my virginity to him anyway. In college, I've been more dedicated to my school work, and I've flirted a bit, but I'm not into one-night stands or hook-up culture, and the guys here treat their girls like shit, and I'm not into that. And I don't mean like the kinky stuff you and Selene do. I mean relationship-wise. I need to be able to respect the person I'm in a relationship with, and I have no respect for them if they need me to be their mother for them."
Arthur nodded in response. He didn't have time to do much else before she continued.
"I was never into ballet like Selene, but I was into music. I play the violin; my mother insisted on something classical. I was in the marching band in high school. I still practice but don't play in any of the school bands. I was never into the nerd stuff Selene likes, like Lord of the Rings or anime." Kat shrugged. "Some of them are okay, but I always preferred live-action mysteries and detective stories or reality TV. I like sports and know as much about baseball statistics as any gatekeeping asshole." She sounded angry on that last bit, but Arthur let it slide.
"Do you play?" Arthur asked.
"I play volleyball." Kat answered.
"Nice." Arthur nodded. He hadn't known that, but it didn't surprise him. She was fit enough that he figured she had to do something. "What's your major, anyway?"
"English." Kat answered.
"Really?" Arthur sounded more surprised than he meant to.
"Yeah." Kat nodded. "Why?"
"I was just curious." Arthur shrugged. "You always dress like a business major, but I don't remember seeing you in any of my business classes."
"That's because I'm an English major. I like literature, and I'm a good editor. I want to work in publishing when I graduate." Kat shrugged.
"Cool." Arthur nodded. "I know there's a few in the city."
"Yeah. I had an internship at one last summer. They said they'd hire me as soon as I graduate, so I'm still planning on living here with Selene next year until she graduates. Then we'll see where we are."
"Sensible." Arthur nodded. "Cool."
"Yeah." Kat nodded and waited for Arthur to say something or ask another question. When he didn't, she got impatient and decided to ask one of her own. "So, do you know me well enough now to teach me how to suck cock?"
Arthur laughed. He didn't mean to, but the almost angry bluntness of the question forced it out of him. It was such a ridiculous and unexpected question. At first, Kat seemed annoyed, but when she realized the laugh wasn't at her but more at the situation, she cracked a small smile.
"Sorry." Kat offered once Arthur got it together. "I just... am feeling vulnerable and rejected right now."
"You're not rejected." Arthur said softly. "I just..."
"Just?" Kat prompted.
Arthur took a deep breath. "Okay." He said finally. "Let's try it. Let's see how it works. And if it doesn't, then we can call it off. No hard feelings. Right?"
"Right." Kat agreed. She hopped up from the couch and then ran into her bedroom, leaving the door open behind her. Arthur watched her curly blonde hair bounce with her steps as she bounced away. He wasn't sure if he should move from the sofa, so he stayed put. She returned quickly with a notebook and pen in her hands. "Here. We can write out the first lesson plan in this, and you can use it to keep track of my answers to things."
Arthur exhaled and took the notebook from her. "Okay. So the first lesson should be more of an evaluation." Arthur decided.
"Evaluation?" Kat asked as she sank back into the opposite corner of the sofa.
"Yeah. We need to evaluate your current limits, and I need to evaluate your previous knowledge and your current level of skills in... things."
Kat smiled. "Okay." She said.
"Okay?" Arthur asked, surprised.
"Yeah." Kat nodded. "What, should I protest? If I make you work for this any harder, I feel like you're just going to give up, and then I'll never get laid."
Arthur shook his head and made a mark on the notebook.
"What did you write?" Kat asked, leaning up from her seat.
Arthur tipped the notebook away from her and toward him and shook his head. "My notebook, my notes."
"My notebook." Kat corrected. "Your notes. If we're going to do this, I'm going to need to know my scores."
"Scores?" Arthur laughed. "You want me to grade you on all of this?"
Kat thought about it for a moment and then nodded. "Yes." She said with a firm nod. "That way, I can know when I've improved in something."
Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. He shrugged. "Okay." He nodded. "We'll also need to lay some ground rules."
"Like what?" Kat's bright, ice blue eyes looked at his with curiosity.
"Well, safewords, for one." Arthur answered.
"Red light, yellow light, just like Selene." Kat said immediately.
"She told you about that?" Arthur asked.
"Of course." Kat nodded. "And I'll remember it."
"Okay." Arthur nodded and made a note in the notebook.
"While we're doing this. While class is in session. You will refer to me as Sir." Arthur informed her.
"I'm not your slave." Kat corrected him.
"One of your classes may very well be in how to be a sex slave." Arthur corrected her. "But this isn't about that. You don't need to call me Master, but you call me Sir. It's a respect thing; you wanted to fuck someone you can respect. You will respect me. Understood?"
"Yes." Kat nodded. When he stared at her and didn't continue, she realized what he was waiting for and added, "Sir." She looked down at the sofa.
"Also, you will wear a collar when class is in session." Arthur informed her.
Kat frowned and shook her head. "I don't like things against my neck." She explained.
"Too bad." Arthur shook his head. "You'll learn to adjust." He nodded. "Unless you want that to be one of your hard limits, you will put a collar on to start every session and take it off to end every session. Taking it off early is the same as using one of your safewords. Understand?"
"I understand, Sir." Kat pouted.
"Do you have a choker you can use for today's lesson?" Arthur asked.
"No, Sir." She shook her head.
Arthur thought momentarily about going and borrowing one of Selene's. He knew she had plenty, but he decided against it in the end. He needed to keep the two separate in his mind for now. Kat was not Selene, and she required a different approach.
"That's okay." Arthur assured her. "I'll have one for you next time."
Kat nodded.
"During the sessions, I will take every precaution to look out for your physical, emotional, and mental well-being and safety." He started writing on the notebook she'd given him as he spoke. "I will endeavor to teach you something new every session and review your progress on older lessons as necessary." He added. "I will submit a general lesson plan to you no less than three days before our scheduled lesson, outlining any instruments, subjects, risks, punishments, and rewards."
"Punishments?" Kat asked curiously.
"Yes." Arthur answered but did not explain further. "Is that a problem for you?"
"Not necessarily." Kat answered. "I'm not exactly a masochist or anything, though."
"I understand." Arthur said. "All punishments will be within the limits we set when we go over your limits. Right now, I'm just writing out the general responsibilities we agree to."
"Okay." Kat nodded, shifting in her seat. She seemed eager to Arthur, hopeful. It was the most intense focus he'd ever received from Kat since he'd known her, but that wasn't hard to accomplish. Usually, they only met in passing.
"You may veto aspects of the lesson plans if necessary due to circumstances but are to make every effort to comply with lesson plans that do not violate your limits. I will ensure that no lesson plan contains anything listed on your hard limits." Arthur assured her as he kept writing.
"Okay." Kat nodded. Her breathing was a little more shallow now. Her chest seemed to rise and fall a little more quickly than before. Her grip on the material of her pant leg tightened a little.
"Neither of us will ever engage in a lesson if we are not one hundred percent sober and stable." Arthur added.
"Stable?" Kat asked.
Arthur nodded. "Yeah. If you're upset about something, or if I'm upset about something. It's probably best to reschedule. You know what I mean?"
"Kind of." Kat frowned. "But like, if I were stressed out, wouldn't a lesson be helpful?" She asked.
"Use your judgment." Arthur explained. "I won't be mad at you if you need to reschedule for any reason. I promise."
Kat laughed. "Yeah, not when you've got my sister eager to suck you off every chance she gets."
Arthur shook his head but couldn't hide his smirk. "Well... yeah. That helps." He laughed. Kat laughed too.
"No comparisons." Kat added suddenly.
Arthur looked up. "What do you mean?"
"I mean no comparisons between Selene and me. No telling us which one is the better cocksucker or whatever. It'll cause problems." Kat assured him.
"Okay." Arthur nodded. "Makes sense, I guess. Sibling rivalry is probably best left out of sex." He tried to make a joke, but Kat didn't join him in his chuckle that time. "Alright, let's see... How should we schedule these sessions? Google calendar?"
"Works for me." Kat nodded. "That'll be good for automatic reminders too."
"Alright and-" Arthur stopped when there was a knock at the door. For a moment there, he'd thought it was Selene. Then he remembered that they'd ordered food. He was here for lunch, after all.
Kat hopped off the sofa and looked out the door's peephole. She opened the door, took the bag of food from the old driver, and thanked her before turning and putting the bag on the coffee table between them. Then she sat back down.
"And-?" She prompted.
"During the sessions, you will obey my instructions to the best of your ability and keep an open mind." Arthur added. "You will always communicate with me and tell me the absolute truth any time I ask about your physical, mental, or emotional state."
Kat nodded as she opened the bag and started taking out the food. Two styrofoam containers, one for her and one for him. She placed his in front of him and opened it, then placed hers in front of her, opened it, and started eating. "Makes sense."
"You will complete your assignments every week." Arthur informed her. "Promptly. You will accept your punishments for missed deadlines or for other reasons given to you by me."
Selene frowned but did not protest. Well, not quite. "Deadlines?" She asked. "Assignments?"
"I'm going to give you homework." Arthur told her. He'd been thinking about this for the last few minutes now, and ideas were starting to come to him just as they'd come to Kat when she first started proposing this. "There has to be some motivation to complete it on time."
Kat frowned. "Fine. I guess. But nothing too ridiculous or unreasonable." She warned.
"Nothing that violates your limits, obviously. And I'll do my best that you have time to complete your assignments within your schedule. Which reminds me - you should just share your google calendar with me. That way, I know how much free time you have and can determine how reasonable the deadlines are."
Kat frowned again but shrugged. "Okay." She bit into her wrap.
"If you need to cancel, you will give me as much forewarning as possible." Arthur added. "It's only polite." He smirked. Kat smirked too and nodded as she ate. He set the notebook down and started to eat. He didn't realize how hungry he was until the first mouthful hit his stomach. Then it woke up with a vengeance and demanded more. He ate as quickly as he could to satisfy it.
"So, how much experience do you have, sexually speaking?" Arthur asked between bites.
"Not a lot, honestly." Kat shrugged. "I had my high school boyfriend, and we had sex a few times, and a bit of foreplay, handjobs, oral, that kind of thing, but that was pretty much it. Other than that, I've just been masturbating to imagined scenarios." She shrugged but blushed as she said it. She was doing her best not to be embarrassed by her sexuality or lack thereof, but it was still something she wasn't used to talking about.
"Do you watch porn?" Arthur asked.
"No, not really." She shook her head. "I've... watched some, I guess, but it doesn't really do it for me. It's too unrealistic, and there's no good porn for women. I read erotica sometimes, though. Stories tend to draw me in more, as long as they're well written and edited."
"Makes sense for an English major, I guess." Arthur shrugged.
"Ha. Yeah, I guess so." Kat laughed. "Hadn't really thought about it that way."
"What kind of erotica do you read?" Arthur asked.
"Uh..." Kat started, then hesitated. She looked like she was having trouble figuring out how to answer. "All kinds, I guess."
"Is there a particular aspect of sex you'd like to explore first? A particular type of erotica you'd like to try and emulate?" Arthur was curious, and his sandwich was finished, so he was just picking at the fries.
"Whatever you think is best. Sir." Kat smirked, but Arthur frowned. Her answer was decidedly unhelpful.
"Okay. Well, let's see what we're working with." Arthur gestured. She'd finished her sandwich but still had some fries left. She looked up at him mid-bite, and her eyes looked surprised.
"What?" She asked.
"Strip." Arthur ordered and gestured to the coffee table. "Sexily, if you can. Maybe stand on the coffee table and give me a show?"
"Are you asking me or telling?" Kat asked.
"Telling." Arthur decided. "I want to see how you do at embracing your sensual side and how comfortable you are being naked around me."
"Are you going to take off your clothes too?" Kat asked.
"No." Arthur answered. "I think it'll help establish the student/teacher dynamic if I stay clothed for now."
"Oh. Okay." Kat sounded disappointed, but she still shifted to stand up and then climbed up until she was standing on the coffee table. She awkwardly crossed one arm across herself and hugged her elbow with it.
"Do you want some music?" Arthur asked as he looked up at her from his seat on the couch.
"I'm not... I'm not a stripper, Arthur." Kat frowned.
"Consider this your first lesson in foreplay." Arthur instructed her.
She frowned. "See, this is why I wanted a lesson plan. I didn't have time to prepare myself for this, and I feel...." She trailed off.
"You feel." Arthur prompted.
"Silly." Kat shook her head. "I'm not a dancer. I'm not a stripper. I don't feel particularly sexy at all right now."
"Okay." Arthur relented. "Come down." He reached up to help her step down from the coffee table, only partially rising from the sofa as he did so. "Let's go over today's lesson plan. Let's make it."
Kat nodded silently and sank into the sofa. He could tell she was still a little off about it, but he hoped to bring her back quickly.
"First thing, draft a contract. We've done that." He showed her the paper where he had his notes. "Your first assignment is to type this up and then send me a copy. We'll both sign and have Selene sign it as a witness."
That sounded formal, but she approved of the formality. She could appreciate someone who kept records.
"Included in this draft will be your list of limits. So let's get started on that." He flipped the page and started writing some things down. "Now, for every limit you give me, I want you to take off a piece of clothing." Arthur informed her. "Because after this, we're going into your evaluation. I will evaluate you sexually, on multiple fronts, and determine your base scores. From there, I can see where you need improvement, and that'll give me an idea of where to start for lesson plans. Okay?"
Kat considered it for a moment. "Okay."
Arthur nodded. "And just a note. Instead of saying okay or yes, remember to say yes, Sir. Okay?"
"O-" Kat stopped herself. "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. I'll try to remember, Sir. I'm just not used to this yet, Sir."
"Okay, now you're just being a brat." Arthur laughed.
"What are you going to do about it, Sir?" Kat smirked.
"I'm going to add pain tolerance to the list of evaluations." He clicked his pen. Kat's smirk vanished while Arthur's smirk grew. "Okay?"
Kat hesitated but eventually answered in a much softer voice than before. "Yes, Sir."
"Good girl." Arthur said without even thinking about it. Kat looked up at him but didn't say anything. She pursed her lips and waited for him to start asking her about limits, and he did so. "Just say yes or no to the following. We'll work out how much you enjoy or dislike them and how good you are at them if or when we try them. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." Kat nodded. There was a hint of eagerness in her voice, but she seemed to be trying to hide it.
"Sense deprivation." Arthur started. "Blindfolds, headphones, stuff like that. Are you okay to try wearing them? Do you trust me enough?" He'd asked Selene the exact same thing in the exact same way just a few days ago.
His sense of deja vu only doubled when Kat answered with a nod. "Yes, sir."
"Bondage with ropes." Arthur wrote out.
"Yes, sir." Kat nodded.
"Bondage with restraints?" Arthur asked.
"Sure." Kat nodded. "I'd prefer leather to metal, though, for comfort."
"Noted." Arthur smirked and literally made the note.
"Public bondage." Arthur asked and then ate his last french fry.
"No, Sir." Kat shook her head. "No way."
Arthur made a note. "Okay." He nodded. "Take off your blouse."
Kat looked up, surprised for a moment, then she remembered. She hesitated for a moment, but she slowly reached up and started undoing the buttons of her blouse. The cleavage beneath it was bountiful and pushed up in a push-up bra that she probably didn't even need. Once the buttons went below the lacy bra, it was hard for Arthur to pull his eyes away from her breasts. She took off the pink blouse and rolled her shoulders out of it, which heaved her bra-clad breasts up and down for a moment. She smirked as she realized he was staring and jiggled them back and forth a bit with a laugh.
"You're a breasts man, huh? Good. I have those." Kat smirked, then cleared her throat. "Ahem. My eyes are up here. Sir." She scooped her finger from her cleavage to her face, and Arthur's eyes followed. He smiled at her, and the look in his eyes was so intense she felt herself start to blush.
She tossed her blouse at him, covering his face with it. He scooped it off his head with his hand and then tucked it behind him, trapping it between him and the sofa arm.
He looked back down at his notebook and made a note. "So, to be clear, you want the lessons to be entirely self-contained. No wearing harnesses or vibrators outside of class?" Arthur asked.
"Is that what you meant by public bondage?" Kat asked.
"Yes." Arthur nodded.
"Oh." Kat frowned. "Well, that's okay, I guess. I thought you meant tying me up in a park or something. You should explain yourself better, Sir."
"I'll try." Arthur answered. "How do you feel about public play in general? For example, if I decide that your next oral report should take place in a movie theater?"
Kat laughed. "Oral report? Really? Is that what we're going to call it?"
Arthur laughed and shrugged. "I guess." He said. "But seriously. How do you feel about it?"
"I'll try it." Kat said after a moment. "But don't be surprised if I use my safeword."
Arthur made a note. "Are you okay with wearing gags?"
"I've never worn one before, so, maybe?" She shrugged. "My ex wasn't exactly gag-inducing either."
"Sorry to hear that." Arthur said with a smirk. "You've seen me naked. Do you think you can take me in your mouth?"
"Eager to try, Sir." Kat gave a mocking salute.
"We'll see." Arthur smirked and made another note. He stretched a little and shifted his position. Kat didn't move, but she didn't try to cover herself when he looked up and enjoyed seeing her in her lacy pink bra. "Full body immobilization." Arthur listed. "Yes or no."
"Yes, Sir. That... should be fine." Kat seemed to think about it more after she answered but let her answer lie. She watched him now, even as his eyes flicked up from the notebook to her boobs and then back down again. She smirked and looked but couldn't see if he was getting an erection with how he was sitting and holding the notebook.
"Spanking." Arthur listed.
"I don't think I'll like it as much as Selene does." Kat warned. "But I'm willing to try it."
"Good." Arthur smirked.
"Good?" Kat asked.
"You have the perfect ass for it." Arthur nodded.
Kat blushed but did not look displeased.
"Any limits on instruments?" Arthur asked.
"I'll let you know once we try them." Kat answered and ate her last fry.
Arthur made a note, and Kat cleared away the styrofoam containers, leaving nothing but air and their remaining clothes between them.
"Hair pulling." Arthur listed off. "Yes or no?"
"Yes, if you do it right." Kat answered. "Do you know how to do it?"
Arthur looked up at her, his eyes making it all the way up to hers this time. He seemed insulted at the question, but he answered it anyway. "Yes." He said firmly. "No sudden jerking. Firm, sustained, grip."
Kat looked down first and nodded.
"How do you feel about force play?" Arthur asked out of curiosity.
"Like you forcing yourself on me?" Kat asked.
"Consensual non-consent, but in small things, like me forcing my cock down your throat if you don't swallow it fast enough." Arthur was still looking directly at her eyes if she looked up at them. She didn't. A faint tint of red blushed her pale chest and drew his attention. It was starting to get unfair how easily she could lure his eyes away from her face.
"Willing to try." Kat said softly. Arthur made a note.
"Face slapping?" Arthur asked.
"Absolutely not." Kat shook her head. "You could probably take my head off, which would ruin the mood."
Arthur laughed and made his note. "Bra." He announced.
Kat reached up behind her without protest and unfastened the bra. She slipped it down her arms and gently tossed it into his lap. He took it and placed it behind him with her blouse. When he looked back up at her, she was covering her breasts with her crossed arms, and he shook his head.
"Hands behind your back, crossed at the wrist until you learn not to cover yourself like that." Arthur admonished her.
"But-" Kat started to protest, but seeing the heat of the lust in his eyes, she froze. She knew he'd slept with Kelly last night and had been blown by Selene this morning. She knew he had no reason to desire her when he had those two at his whim. Yet, there he was, looking at her like he wanted to take her for his own. She felt her own lust build within her, and she did her best not to fight it. After all, the whole point of this was to learn to give in to it every now and again. "Yes, Sir." She lowered her arms slowly, letting her breasts drop though they did not drop very far. Then she moved her arms behind her and crossed her wrists over the small of her back.
"Good girl." The tone in Arthur's voice sent shivers up her arms in the best way, and they both watched as her quarter-sized nipples stood hard at attention.
He thought about reaching over, groping her, squeezing her, seeing how responsive she was to stimuli in that particular erogenous zone, but he held himself back. There was still more of the list to get through.
"Obviously, since I'll be teaching you, I'll be instructing you on how to perform sexually in various arenas of sex. Hand jobs, blowjobs, masturbation, sexting, foreplay, all those things. You're okay with this - yes?"
"Yes." Kat sighed. "Duh."
Arthur frowned. "Respect." He sighed. "That's going into the contract. You will always treat me, your teacher, with respect. Failure to do so will result in a punishment of some kind."
"What kind of punishment?" Kat asked.
"To be determined by me depending on the severity of the infraction." Arthur answered.
"Can you give me some examples?' Kat asked. She almost shifted forward to protest, but she remembered to keep her arms crossed and stopped the motion partway through, causing her breasts to sway and catch Arthur's attention once more. She smirked.
"Breast smacking." He answered immediately, with the subject obviously close to hand. "Or spanking." He added. "Or lines, writing things out over and over."
"I know what lines are." Kat rolled her eyes.
"Or edging." Arthur finished.
"Edging?" Kat asked, unfamiliar with the term.
"Do you know what edging is?" Arthur asked.
"No, Sir." Kat answered with a shake of her head.
"Would you like me to tell you?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, Sir." Kat sighed.
"Edging is when I, or you with my permission, bring you up to the edge of orgasm and deny you. Usually, multiple times help build the intensity of your eventual climax." Arthur explained. "Selene is actually edging herself right now, as we speak."
"She is?" Kat asked, surprised.
"Yes." Arthur nodded. "She forgot her slave mantra this morning and to text me this picture. So I have her reciting it over and over, going through the slave poses I've taught her while she does it, with a rabbit vibrator shoved into her on high. And every time she feels she is about to cum, she turns it off and makes a mark in a book. When I return to the apartment later, I'll spank her once for each mark."
"Can I watch when you do?" Kat asked with a gentle smirk on her face.
"Sure." Arthur shrugged. "I think Selene would enjoy that, actually."
Kat swallowed thickly. "What if..." She trailed off, but Arthur waited for her to pick the thought back up. "What if she cums, like, accidentally?"
"Then she gets an even harsher punishment." Arthur explained. "She knows better, though. And she's recording it on my phone for my review."
Kat swallowed again. "That's..." She looked up at him and saw the lust in his eyes still directed at her. She straightened in her seat and set her shoulders back, giving him an even better view of her breasts. "That sounds okay by me, Sir."
"Good." Arthur made a few quick notes. "That takes care of a few items on the list...." He kept thinking of more. "Toys?" He asked. "Vibrators, Sybian, bondage furniture, that kind of thing?"
"Yes." Kat answered. "Sir."
"Outdoor sex?" Arthur asked, looking up.
Kat made a face and shook her head. "No. I... Even if it's just the two of us, with all the bugs and whatnot, no." She was determined but still added: "Sir."
"Okay then." Arthur made a note. "Off with your pants."
Her eyes sparkled, and she stood slowly. "Can I move my hands now?"
"Only to take them off. When you're done, they go back. But maybe you should stay standing. You'll probably need to take your panties off soon too."
Kat smirked as she finished standing and moved to the foot of the coffee table. "Yes, Sir." Arthur watched as Kat unbuttoned her slacks and let them drop. She stepped out of them, revealing a strappy pink thong panty that left a tiny triangle of fabric that failed to entirely cover a small patch of shortly trimmed blonde hair in the shape of a heart poking out above it. Arthur licked his lips, and Kat stood proud with her wrists crossed behind her back.
"Are you willing to learn about group sex?" Arthur asked
Kat smirked. "You mean a threesome with you and Selene?"
"All kinds, I suppose." Arthur shrugged. Selene had already told him her eagerness for a threesome with him and Kat, given certain caveats.
"Yes. With caveats." Kat nodded.
"No sex direct to Selene?" He asked.
Kat smirked. "She's already talked to you about it."
Arthur nodded. "She has some... interesting fantasies."
"I'll bet." Kat shook her head. "Who knew she was such a depraved little slut?"
Arthur laughed. "Pot. Kettle. So forth."
"Hey, I am not a depraved little slut." Kat frowned. "I just want to... learn." She corrected him.
"And what do you want to learn?" Arthur asked.
"About sex and my sexuality." Kat said defensively.
"How to be a depraved little slut, you mean." Arthur chuckled and made a note on the page.
"No." Kat frowned. "It's not the same. I need you to understand that. I don't want the same things she wants."
"Okay." Arthur raised his hands in surrender. "I understand. I think. But there's nothing wrong with being a slut. You're supposed to enjoy sex. That's why it exists."
Kat hesitated for a moment. It looked like she wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she closed it without saying anything, then shrugged, which Arthur enjoyed watching, considering her current state of undress.
"Anal?" Arthur asked.
Kat eyed his cock and made a face. "With, like, a gallon of lube, maybe."
"Have you done that kind of thing before?" Arthur asked.
"No, sir." Kat answered. "But I've seen it in porn and read it in stories... I'm not sure that I'll like it, and I may use my safewords if it hurts too much, but I'm willing to try it."
"Abrasion or sensation play?" Arthur asked. "Scratching, biting, tickling, kissing, zapping, ice cube, hot wax, clothespins, that kind of thing?
"No tickling." Kat warned. "The rest is fine to try. I'll decide if I can put up with it during our lessons."
"Okay." Arthur jotted down her answer. "Panties off."
"Does that count as a limit?" Kat frowned.
"Yes." Arthur answered. "But turn around before you peel those down."
Kat smirked. "Why?"
"Because I want a good long look at your ass." Arthur answered honestly.
"You like my ass, huh?" Kat asked as she turned her hip, as though she were going to turn around, but she stopped part way, waiting for his answer.
"And the rest of you." Arthur surprised her. "I find you incredibly attractive. Selene didn't tell you?"
Kat paused. "She... said she thought I was your type."
"You absolutely are." Arthur assured her.
Kat finished turning around, giving him a good view of the back of her legs, which thickened from her slender calves to her round upside-down heart-shaped ass. Her round cheeks were perfect, sliced only by a bright pink string of material and a minuscule triangle of fabric at her waist. She hooked her fingers through the straps at her hips and bent over at the waist. The stance pushed her ass outward, and she began peeling the underwear down. He watched as it slowly pulled away to reveal her pink and puffy lower lips, already slick and slightly parted.
"How long do you think you could hold that position?" Arthur asked. Kat didn't even have to turn around to see the smirk. She could hear it in his question.
Kat looked over her shoulder at him with fire in her icy eyes. She finished pushing her panties down her legs, and they fell away to the floor once they reached her knees. She didn't step out of them, though, and she didn't stand up or turn back around. She put her hands just above her knees for support and kept her back straight, parallel to the floor, with her head pointed away from Arthur for now.
"Hm." Arthur groaned and shifted on the sofa. His erection was painful.
"Problem?" Kat asked with a hint of mischief in her voice. "Is there something you need?"
Arthur unzipped his pants and sighed. Kat looked over her shoulder again, and her eyes widened slightly. Arthur wasn't stroking himself, but he was free of his jeans now and still writing. "Breathplay?" He asked.
"Like choking?" Kat asked as she turned her head away from him again.
"Yes." Arthur answered.
"It freaks me out." Kat shook her head, and Arthur watched her breasts sway from it. "So no, Sir."
"Well, you're out of clothes, so why don't you try spreading your legs, just a little bit." Arthur suggested.
Kat looked over her shoulder at him again and smirked. She moved her feet apart a little bit more, widening the gap between her thighs and spreading her lips.
"Beautiful." Arthur sighed. Kat blushed and turned her face away from him to hide it.
"Humiliation?" Arthur asked. He wrote down her previous answer.
"Like Selene?" Kat asked without looking at him.
"Yes." Arthur nodded. "I gather you don't like being called slut, or belittled, right?"
"I mean..." Kat hesitated. "It's not quite a limit, but I'm not always in the mood for it either, the way Selene is. Does that make sense? Like, sometimes, it won't help things. Sometimes it might."
Arthur paused in his writing and looked up. He bit his lip and then looked back down with a slight shrug. "I mean, it doesn't help me figure it out." He chuckled. "But it makes sense, I suppose."
"Objectification? Being treated like an object or a piece of furniture?" Arthur asked.
"You mean, kind of like I am now?" She asked. This time she looked over her shoulder again, the smirk on her face.
"Little bit." Arthur admitted.
"It's okay. Probably wouldn't be doing it for me if Junior was still tucked away, though. I'm here to learn, not be your sex slave. Remember?" Kat shifted so that her elbows were supporting her instead of her palms.
"Right." Arthur nodded. "Sorry. You can sit down now."
Kat straightened with a smile, turned, and bounced over to the sofa, where she plopped down. Arthur twitched in response, his eyes riveted to her as she moved.
"Forced shaving?" Arthur finally lifted his eyes to hers as he asked the question.
"Like you shaving me or assigning me homework to shave certain parts of me?" Kat asked. Arthur was impressed that she left her hands on her thighs this time and didn't try to cover her breasts or pussy.
"Both, I suppose." Arthur held his pen at the ready.
"I'm okay with that." Kat shrugged.
"Being told what to wear?" Arthur asked.
"For lessons? Fine. The rest of the time, fuck off." Kat waved her hand in front of her as if to shoo him away.
"Fair enough." Arthur laughed. "Speaking of which, I need to take some clothes for Selene before I leave, or she might never get dressed again."
"She's always preferred being naked." Kat laughed. "We're comfortably European like that."
"Good to know." Arthur nodded. "I like the sexy underwear, though."
"Good to know." Kat smiled.
"Nipple play?" Arthur asked. "How do you feel about that?"
"I'm all for it." Kat assured him. "I uh... really enjoyed it when my ex used to play with them." She cupped her breasts and squeezed them in her fingers. Her nipples hardened immediately, and she ran her fingers over them with a slight gasp.
"Do you have any other fetishes or preferences I should know about?" Arthur asked as he kept making notes.
"I like a firm hand." Kat said after a hesitation. "I'm not going to be the doormat that Selene is."
"I gathered that already." Arthur said with a slight smirk. If Selene hadn't already told him that expressly, he would have gathered it from their lunch together.
"How do you feel about roleplaying?" Arthur asked.
"I guess I just count that as a type of foreplay." Kat said after thinking about it for a moment. "I'm not opposed to it. Never done it before. I'm not sure I'd get anything out of it, depending on the scenario. I'm not as into theater as Selene is. But it has a certain appeal... given a more literary foundation than you might be used to."
"Literary foundation?" Arthur asked curiously.
"I'd rather pretend to be a Jane Austen character than a nameless sexy nurse if we're going to roleplay," Kat explained.
"Got it." Arthur said with a nod. "Any scenarios you can think of that you don't want to play out or really want to try?"
"Not off the top of my head." Kat frowned.
"Well, if you think of any, let me know." Arthur said with a smile.
"Yes, Sir." Kat nodded.
"Not into servitude." Arthur surmised.
"Well..." Kat hesitated.
"Sometimes, depending on your mood." Arthur looked at her incredulously.
"You're getting it, Sir." Kat shifted on the sofa.
"Exhibitionism?" Arthur stopped writing for a second, rolled, and stretched his wrist and fingers.
"How is that different from public bondage or sex outdoors?" Kat furrowed her brow.
"It means being watched, but not necessarily in a public setting. It could be as simple as tying Selene to the wall and having her watch us fuck. Or vice versa."
"Yeah. I'd be down for that." Kat nodded. "That could be... a lot of fun."
"Bodily fluids?" Arthur asked. "I'm not into blood or waste. So... I guess this is more about cum. Are you okay with it on you, in you, that kind of thing?"
"I have an IUD." Kat assured him. "And I've always swallowed before, but, like, twice. So I'm down for whatever."
"Okay." Arthur said as he made his final notes. "I think that's the end of my list." He passed the notebook back to her, and she started to read it over, reviewing what he'd written. It was all there in notated form, precisely as she'd answered.
"Looks good." Kat said with a nod. "You want me to sign this?"
"After you type it up. We'll sign it at your next lesson." Arthur assured her, then stood up. She watched his cock, still erect, and pushed through the open zipper of his jeans. He undid his belt and let his pants drop, leaving his boxers and t-shirt on. Kat watched as he reached down and stripped off the shirt, lifting the hem over his muscled torso and tossing it to the side. Then he slid the boxers off, leaving him naked before sitting back on the sofa.
"So what's involved in this evaluation?" Kat asked with one eyebrow arched.
"First, we'll check for your most responsive erogenous zones. Then we'll check your oral sensitivity." Arthur clicked the pen again and turned the page.
"You mean my oral skills?" She asked, looking at his thick cock bounce.
"Nope. I mean, I'm going to lay you out on this coffee table and see how long it takes for you to cum from my tongue wrestling with your clit." Arthur tossed his boxers to her. She took them and put them behind her back.
Kat gave a quick exhale.
"Is that okay with you?"
"Yes, sir."
"Stand." Arthur instructed as he rose up off the sofa, and Kat obeyed. "You're okay if I touch you?"
"Duh." Kat chuckled as she stood up.
"Pain tolerance is coming up." Arthur reminded her. She sighed but didn't protest. She stood up. He spun his finger in a circle, and she turned around, smirking at him over her shoulder. He stepped up, nestling his cock against her ass as he wrapped his arms around her.
She gasped as his hands came to her hips and pulled her close. She wasn't sure what to do with her arms, but she wrapped them around her stomach and held his hands there for a moment. It had been so long since someone else touched her that his fingertips felt electric. She was ready for this after all that talking that she couldn't help but savor this moment for a little while.
"Rate how much it turns you on or doesn't when I touch you. Five is neutral. Zero to four are negative. Six to ten are positive." Arthur explained. It was a simple enough system.
"Should we..." Kat gasped as his hands slid forward over her hips and his fingers tangled themselves in her short, trimmed landing strip. "Ten." She gasped.
Arthur smirked. "Should we, what?"
"Should we move this to the bedroom?" She asked. "I have a bed in there. It might make things a little easier."
"Here is fine for now. Though it might be easier if I could move around you. Step forward to the open space in front of the bedroom doors." Arthur instructed, and she obeyed.
She stepped out of his embrace and pouted at the lack of warmth and electric touch left her as his hands slid away from her body. She turned to look at him, but he was already stepping forward toward her, and he embraced her once more. He pressed his hands onto her hips again, and his cock nestled against her perfect ass.
"Six." She said softly. "Seven for where Excalibur is touching." She smirked.
"Excalibur?" Arthur asked, confused.
"Your dick." Kat giggled. It was a delightful sound and one he'd never heard her make. "Sorry. That's Selene's and mine's name for it. You're Arthur, so your sword is...." She trailed off, letting him fill in the obvious blank.
"Excalibur." He chuckled. "Got it." He didn't hate it. He didn't particularly enjoy it, but he wasn't about to complain. Excalibur pressed against a silky soft ass cheek that he would spank later. Life was good. Life was perfect. Thank God, whichever one anyone happened to believe in, for Selene.
"Four. Tickles a little." Kat said as he slid his hands up her sides, moving from her hips to her waist. The number didn't change until he cupped her breasts in her hands. "Nine." She said as he squeezed. "Eleven!" She gasped as he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefingers and gently rubbed them. "Oh fuck." She steadied herself by leaning back against him.
"Eleven." She said again and reached her arms back behind her to hold him even closer to him. He was still playing with her breasts and nipples, and she hugged him close, gasping. She started grinding her ass against him absent-mindedly and looked straight up to see his eyes looking down at her. "Am I..." She gasped, and he relented a moment to let her get the words out. "Am I allowed to cum? Or do I have to ask permission or something?" She asked.
"You're allowed." Arthur answered. "I'm sure we'll eventually have a lesson on edging and orgasm denial. But today, you're allowed to cum as often as you want to."
Kat smiled and closed her eyes. She ground her ass against him even harder in a relieved expression of gratitude. "Thank you." She gasped. "Oh god."
He moved his hands away from her breasts, and she immediately grabbed them and pulled them back. "Please." She gasped. "Keep going."
"This is an evaluation." Arthur reminded her. "I think I have all the information I need from there. Your sides, underside, and every part of your breast are incredibly sensitive. If I over-stimulate them, they won't be."
"Please..." Kat groaned. "It's been so long since someone else has touched me. I need this. I need you to..." She trailed off, blissfully closing her eyes as he squeezed her breasts again. They overflowed his palm, and the shape on her chest was so round and perfect. They weren't as big as Kelly's or spattered with freckles like hers. They were still larger than Selene's, and each was nearly perfectly round globes in his hands. Kat was beautiful and extremely sexy beneath the attire that did a surprisingly good job hiding her figure. He marveled at the fact that she didn't already have a boyfriend. If she'd been even a little more open to others, she would definitely be taken already.
"Alright. Try to focus." He said as he moved only one hand away this time. He drew his finger up the center of her breasts to her collar bone and placed his hand there.
"Six."
He brought his hand across her collarbone to her shoulder and down her arm to her wrist. She gasped. "Eight." She nodded. He caught her diamond-hard nipple between his index and middle finger, and she shuddered against him. He opened and closed his fingers in a steady rhythm, and she moaned and ground against him as hard as she could, almost pushing him back a step. He held firm.
He brought his hand back up her arm, behind her head, where he ran his fingers along her scalp and grabbed the roots of her hair. He was expecting a gasp, but she moaned instead. Long and loud, like it'd been pent up inside her this whole time, he'd finally found the right button to draw it out of her.
"Ten." She said after she got her breath back. "Ten. Ten, ten." She said quickly.
He moved his hand behind her ear, and her entire body erupted into goosebumps. He cupped her cheek with his hand and lifted her chin to look into his eyes. She gasped and shuddered.
"I'm so close." She gasped.
"Already?" Arthur almost laughed. "I've barely touched you yet."
A fierce blush came to her face, but it didn't dampen her spirits. On the contrary, it seemed to push her to grind into him even harder. "Please." She gasped. "This is torture. Just fuck me already. Fuck me. Split me open with that... monster, between your legs."
Arthur laughed and brought his lips to her ear. "No." He whispered. "Not yet. That's later in the lesson plan."
Kat groaned and reached behind her trying to push her hands between them so she could grab his dick, but there was no room and no gap where she could find purchase. He pushed her away, and she stumbled, catching herself as she brought her hands up and took a deep breath at the sudden loss of contact.
He slapped her on the ass harder than she expected, and she looked at him, startled for a second. He looked at her expectantly.
"Well?" He asked.
"What?" Kat asked.
"How did the spank feel? On the scale?" Arthur cracked a smile.
"Oh uh..." Kat stammered. It was such a sudden shift she was still reeling from it. "I don't know. A five, I guess?"
He spanked her again.
"Five, maybe." She said with a slight smirk. "It doesn't really help one way or the other, but it feels fine. I guess."
"Okay." Arthur nodded. "Good to know." He walked away from her, and she stood there, still confused until she saw he was making notes in the notebook again.
"What are you doing?" Kat asked.
"What?" Arthur asked. "I'm writing down your answers. That's the whole point of this evaluation."
Kat groaned, this time in frustration, as she stomped her foot. "You're really not going to fuck me? What do I have to do to get you to fuck me?"
"What do I have to do to get you to fuck me, Sir." Arthur reminded her with a mischievous smile.
She threw her hands up and grunted in frustration as she surged forward, trying to push him onto the sofa as she placed both hands on his chest and gave a shove. He didn't move. He was impressively built and much bigger than she was. She might as well have tried to knock over a lamppost.
Arthur frowned and shook his head. "Stop it." He said as he grabbed her wrist and brought it back behind her. He marched her back to the spot they'd been at in front of the bedroom doors. "I still need to check your lower half."
"Calves are like a four. The back of the knee is zero because they're ticklish. Feet are also a zero. Inside of the thigh is a strong seven. The rest is pretty much a five." Kat said it all in a quick burst of frustration. "Now-" She cut off as her breath hitched. Her hands grasped at Arthur's strong and flexed arm. Her eyes followed it down from his rounded shoulders, down her torso, and between her legs. The heel of his palm pressed against her clit. His fingers spread her lips. His forefinger and pinky each pushed around the curve where her legs met her groin. His middle finger hooked, waiting at the entrance to her pussy. He teased the opening, feeling how slick and ready she was and smiling.
"And how's that?" He asked. "Where does that register on the scale?" He asked again when she failed to answer. His voice was dark, with a steel edge that she hadn't heard in it before.
Her breath hitched in her chest, and her whole body felt like it was on the brink of electrocution. "Oh god." She gasped. "Ten. Eleven. Twelve. I don't know." Kat gasped again. "Please just-" Her plea turned into a breathless gasp of words as his finger pressed between her folds and entered her. The heel of his palm by the base of his thumb pressed against her clit, trapping it up and pushing it against her pussy lips as he started rubbing his hand in small gentle circles.
"OHmYGod." Kat clawed and hung onto his arm as though he were dangling her over the edge of a building. He could no more let go of her than he could fly. She squeezed her legs hard against him, trapping his hand exactly where it was and gasping as she looked up into his eyes once more. His eyes were dark with lust, and his lips were slightly parted. She tried to reach up and kiss him, but she couldn't reach him. She could barely move, so he lowered his lips to hers.
They kissed for a long minute until she started buckling her hips against his hand to try to press his fingers deeper and grind her clit harder against his palm. His smile broke the kiss, and he lifted his head away.
"Good." He nodded. "I'd say you're fairly sensitive down there. That's a good thing." He smirked. "Should we move on to oral sensitivity?"
She shook against him, still holding on to his arm for dear life. He wiggled his finger and hooked it against the top of her channel, dragging it forward and sliding it back while his palm pressed against her clit. Her eyes rolled around for a moment. She took a deep breath, and she screamed as she came. She screamed so loudly that, for a moment, Arthur was afraid the neighbors would call the cops. He had to do something, so he cut off her scream with a kiss, lowering his lips to hers.
She gave a muffled noise of surprise but eagerly dove into the kiss as she clamped her entire body against him and around his arm as though she were trying to pull it into herself. Then, after a surprisingly long few seconds, she gasped and slumped against him. She quivered with aftershocks as he held her, and he gently lowered her down to the floor, where she lay back with her legs folded over to the side and her happily dazed face staring up at the ceiling.
Arthur sat nearby, smiling and shaking his head. He reached over and made a note in the notebook and waited.
After about five minutes, she moved again and looked up at him.
"Sorry." She said, catching her breath. "It's just... it's been so long since anyone has... I guess I really needed to...."
"It's perfectly okay." Arthur assured her. "Take some time. Catch your breath. Do you want some water?"
"Yeah." Kat nodded her messy curls bouncing in front of her face as she did so. "Water sounds good."
"One water, coming up." Arthur said as he hopped up and headed toward the kitchen. She watched his cock bounce as he walked, and she smiled. She heard him open the cupboard and then the fridge for the filtered water. He returned shortly with a tall glass of water.
Kat sat up, propping herself on one arm as the other accepted the glass of water and brought it to her soft lips. She drank it down and then took a deep breath. "Thanks." She nodded. "That was... the most intense orgasm I've had in a long time."
"Are you okay to keep going?" Arthur asked. "We've still got more things to check. Are you okay to have multiple orgasms, or are you a one-and-done type of girl?"
"Happy to try." She said with a smirk. "But shouldn't I be getting you off this time? Maybe give me some time to recharge while you check my uh... oral skills? Then you can check my oral sensitivity."
Arthur smiled and nodded toward the couch. "Sure."
He helped her up, and the two of them made their way over to the sofa. He took his place back on the far corner of the couch. She stood in front of the sofa for a second, unsure where she should move.
"Lay face down on the couch." He instructed as he turned and placed his right leg along the back of the sofa. She could lie between his legs, with her face in the perfect place for a blow job, if she propped herself up a little. "Do you have a throw pillow you can use to prop yourself up a little?"
She nodded but moved toward her bedroom. When she returned, she had a small square pillow that she put under her, and then she lowered herself to the sofa. She nearly went cross-eyed looking at his cock, but gently started stroking it. "I don't know if I can get this into my throat." Kat warned him.
"Try." Arthur encouraged her. "That's what this is about. It's less about getting me off and more about seeing what you can do."
"Okay." Kat nodded. "I'll give it my best." She shook her head, but she lowered her mouth to his tip and gently started kissing, licking, and then sucking as she drew him into her mouth and slowly pumped him with her hand while she did it.
It was a slow, almost relaxing blowjob. It was a far cry from the hoovering Arthur received earlier, or the facefucking Selene enjoyed giving him. Kat's approach seemed to focus on the head of his cock while her left hand gripped the base and jacked him strong and steady. She switched hands after a few minutes and kept going. Her tongue swirled around his glans and curled against the underside of his cock as she came up, never letting the mushroom head of his cock slip past her lips. Her eyes glanced up to his after a few minutes, and she saw his relaxed smile as he rested back against the sofa. She raised an eyebrow at him but kept going, and going, and going. It wasn't until her jaw started to ache that she finally lifted her head up off him and sighed in exasperation.
"Oh my god. Cum already!" Kat shook his dick in her hand.
Arthur laughed. A genuine belly laugh that Kat didn't seem to take too kindly.
"It's a good blowjob." Arthur assured her. "You've got the basics for sure."
"The basics?" Kat pouted.
"You need more suction and to be stronger with your tongue. You also need to move your hand and mouth more than just the base and the very top. The middle there is going entirely unstimulated."
"It's not my fault I can't fit all of you in my mouth." Kat frowned.
"You haven't even tried to throat me." Arthur noticed.
"I've..." She stopped. "I've never done that before. I don't know how. I'm afraid I'll gag and throw up."
"The key there is to swallow." Arthur assured her. "As soon as you feel me pressing into your throat, just swallow, and keep swallowing. That will suppress the gag reflex and help your throat massage my cock. It can also help if you hum or moan while I'm in your throat. It causes a nice vibrating sensation."
Kat looked at him for a second and sighed. "So I get an F in sucking dick?" She asked.
Arthur smiled. "Not an F." He assured her. "More like... an incomplete. We'll work on it."
Kat sighed and pushed up from her prone position to sit back on her heels on the sofa. The sight of her naked body made his dick twitch.
"So what's next?" Kat asked. "I feel bad. I couldn't get you to cum."
"Don't." Arthur said with a smirk. "I'll cum before I leave. I promise."
Kat smirked and shook her head. "So what's next then?"
"Now I return the favor." Arthur nodded. "Sit back, spread your legs." Kat obeyed rather quickly. She put her left leg along the crease between the back of the sofa and the seats and let her right leg hang off with her foot on the floor. Arthur didn't bother with the throw pillow but laid down between her legs and pushed forward until his mouth came to her lower lips.
She ran her fingers through his hair and gripped his scalp while he set to work. At first, his lips and tongue were the only stimuli he offered, but she was slick and ready for him. She was delicious too, which helped, even if her patch of pubic hair tickled his nose from time to time, and his strong exhale tickled her sometimes.
Still, it was only a few minutes of his tongue swirling around her clit, then widening and flattening it to her pussy, dipping into her, and bringing her juices up to coat it, continuously teasing, twisting, pressing, and playing with it. He could feel that she was at the edge by the gasping of her breath and the way her hips started thrusting into his face as she mewled like an animal. He reached up and grasped her tit in his hand, and that was it. It was as if he squeezed the orgasm from her breast and pussy. She didn't scream at first this time but went entirely rigid, bending back and arching her entire body. Then she flailed, her arms grasping around until she grabbed the throw pillow, slammed it into her face, and screamed into it with all the strength she had left.
Arthur sat up, her juices still slick on his mouth. She didn't seem to care. She kissed him, and her tongue probed into his mouth as they frenched. Arthur could feel his dick throbbing painfully against the sofa cushions beneath him. He held himself up on his arms and then pushed up as he brought his legs under him and stood, letting Kat collapse back, spread eagle, on the corner of the sofa.
"Jesus." Kat gasped. "I get it." She chuckled. "I get why Selene is so obsessed with you."
Arthur glanced at his watch, noting how long it'd been since he started and the general time. He jotted down a few notes, keeping track of what seemed to elicit the strongest reaction from Kat while he worked down there and how long it had taken her to cum.
"Yeah?" He asked with a smirk.
"Yeah." Kat nodded, her eyes happily closed as she rested against the sofa with a closed smile. "Doing this all the time? Just like every morning and every night?" Her eyes opened as she looked at him. "I can see the appeal."
"Welcome to the church of Excalibur." Arthur joked.
Kat giggled. It was a glorious sound and still surprised him. "I like that." She chuckled, slowly bringing herself back to life. "That's good." She gave one last chuckle. "I'd kneel at that altar."
"Does that mean you want a slave mantra of your own?" Arthur asked.
Kat shook her head. "No. I like our lessons. It's our thing. Makes it special. Selene has her slave thing. That's her thing. This is our thing."
Arthur hadn't thought of it like that before, but he agreed. It was very special.
"Okay." Kat said as she stood up. "Sit there, in the middle of the sofa."
"Why?" Arthur asked.
"Because I'm going to straddle you, ride you like a fuckin' pogo stick, and you're going to fuck me." Kat explained, as though it should be self-explanatory.
Arthur laughed. "Not yet." He shook his head. "First - we need to establish your punishment threshold."
Kat's eyes got wide for a second. She'd forgotten about that in her orgasm-fueled haze, but she didn't protest. Well, other than her sigh and rolling her eyes. "Fine." She said. "Where am I standing?"
"Stand to the side of the sofa." Arthur instructed.
Kat moved to the side of the sofa, facing him and waiting for his next instruction. He gestured, but she didn't move. He motioned again, and she put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot. He sighed and moved forward. He grabbed her by the back of her hair and forced her down over the arm of the sofa. She pushed her hands against the cushions and then settled with her forearms under her against the couch seats. She was up on her toes over the round arm of the sofa, with her feet together.
Arthur kicked her claves apart, spreading her legs. He placed his hand on her ass, and she looked back at him over her shoulder with a fiery look of defiance in her eyes. She was daring him to spank her. He dared. He wound his arm back and swung forward as hard as he dared.
-SMACK!!!-
The first slap caught her square on her right cheek, and she shifted forward at the force of it. Her foot kicked up, and her hand reached back to cover her ass, but he grabbed her wrist and shoved it up to the small of her back, driving her shoulder into the cushions. She turned her head so she could talk, even though her face was being pushed into the sofa.
"Dammit. That hurt!" She said. "Too hard!"
"It was supposed to hurt." Arthur reminded her. "This is to see how much pain you can take, not how hard I have to spank you before you can tell the difference between a light, playful spank and a forceful punishment spank."
"Fuck." Kat gasped. "Negative one. That's the threshold. Yellow light."
"Alright." Arthur nodded and stepped back.
"Keep going, but go lighter." Kat demanded. Arthur nodded and stepped forward again. He took her arm and pressed her further into the cushions. He didn't answer, but his next spank on her other cheek was lighter.
"Am I supposed to count?" Kat asked.
"Yes." Arthur nodded. "That was two."
"I know that-" Kat's retort was cut off by a third spank. "Three."
-smack- "Four." Kat recited.
-smack- "Five."
-smack- "Six."
-smack- "Seven."
-smack- "Eight."
-smack- "Nine."
-smack- "Ten." Kat sounded almost bored by the time she reached ten, but she went a little rigid as she felt his fingers rub against her ass rather than spank it. Then his fingers dipped between her spread legs and probed her slit, pushing her clit even harder against the arm of the sofa. She was slick, but now she was aware of it.
-Smack- "Eleven." Kat continued the count. The wetness on his fingers had made it sting a little bit, and it felt stronger than before. Just a little.
-Smack- "Twelve." Kat continued to count all the way to -Smack- "Twenty." His fingers dipped into her again, and she relaxed a little, moaning into the pillow.
Her ass was a canvas of red, with most of his strikes coming directly behind her. Now he changed the angle so that the strikes came from directly above, still alternating cheeks with each strike, and this time a little stronger than the previous twenty.
-SMack- "Twenty-one." Kat gasped.
-SMack- "Twenty-two." Kat's thighs squeezed together a little, and she pressed her crotch onto the sofa arm to escape the force that rubbed her clit indirectly.
-SMack- "Twenty-three..." All the way to -SMack- "Thirty." Kat sighed. "How many do I-" She cut off as she felt something else probe against her entrance. It definitely wasn't his finger. It was a lot thicker than that. She looked behind her as best she could, but he still held her wrist in one hand and didn't let her turn far.
"Are you ready?" Arthur asked. "I'm going to fuck you while I spank you."
"Oh god, finally." Kat shuddered at the thought of it. "Let me use my hands to brace?"
Arthur let go of her wrist, and she brought her hands under her to pick herself up a little and brace herself against him. He pressed against her from behind, and she could feel his tip part her lips as her slick juices soaked him as he pressed against her. She shuddered as he slid slowly in, then gasped as he brought his hand up to strike the underside of her ass even harder than before.
-SMAck- "Thirty-." Kat gasped as he slid in just a fraction of an inch more. "-one." She finished the count.
-SMACk- "Thirty-two." Kat clenched her eyes and groaned, pushing back against him to push him further into her than the tantalizingly slow slide he seemed to want to maintain. She didn't gain much purchase, but she felt he'd moved further in than before.
-SMACK- "Thirty-three!" Kat shuddered as she felt Arthur start to slide out and then back in. "Oh my god. Arthur. Please. FUCK ME." She shuddered just saying it. "Pin me down and fuck the shit out of me right the fuck now!"
-SMACK- "Oh my god! Thirty-Four!" Kat yelled. "Please." She whined.
-SMACK- "Thirty-Five." She gasped as he rammed into her this time and then grabbed onto her hips.
-SMACK!- "Thirty-Six!" Kat yelled as she winced at the sudden flair of pain from the smack that came stronger than before.
-SMACK!!- "Yellow Light!" Kat yelled. "That's it, that's the limit!" She gasped out as Arthur continued to fuck her. With her pain tolerance established, he did just as she hoped and focused entirely on fucking her.
The next few minutes were a blur as he sawed in and out of her, never entirely withdrawing. He fucked her hard and fast, shoving her face into the sofa cushions to cut off her screams as she tried to keep up with the count. Every time he withdrew, he spanked her, shifting direction and alternating cheeks. By the end, her ass was hot red, her legs were soaked with her wetness, and she'd screamed her way through another orgasm without reprieve.
Finally, when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Kat felt his dick spasm inside her. She arched her back and head up with a sudden intake of breath as he filled her. She clawed the sofa, dislodging the cushions, and as she reared up, Arthur reached forward and grabbed her by the tits. She came again. Her whole body seized, but she had no air left for a scream. She silently gasped out, flailing until she felt Arthur's strong arms take her up and hold her tight so that she didn't hurt herself. She spasmed against him, milking his cock with her insides for all she was worth, and then she collapsed.
She woke up looking up at the ceiling of her living room. She could feel the sofa cushions under her back, with one leg sliding off the floor. Arthur was kneeling next to the sofa, a glass of water in his hand.
"Drink this." Arthur told her.
She tried to sit up a little but felt dizzy, so she stopped part way through.
"Deep breaths." Arthur warned her.
"What happened?" She asked.
"You uh... you passed out." Arthur said. "I don't think you got enough air during that last orgasm. You were only out for a few seconds, but still." He looked worried, but Kat could hardly imagine why. From where she lay, the world felt the best it ever had, even if it was a mess between her legs.
"Thank you." Kat said with a smirk. "I'll be okay. I just need to catch my breath." She smiled. "Thank you, Sir."
"You said that already." Arthur pointed out. "You sure you're okay?"
"I'm on cloud nine right now." Kat assured him. "This is exactly what I needed. I can't wait for our next lesson."
She reached for him and cupped his face in her hand. "Do I get a grade on fucking?"
Arthur smirked. "B minus."
"B Minus?!?!?" Kat yelled as she bolted upright.
Arthur laughed. "Don't worry. We'll just have to keep practicing."
Kat rolled her eyes and playfully smacked him with a pillow. "You're afraid I won't fuck you if you give me an A?" She chuckled. "Don't worry. Something tells me I'll need that kind of fucking regularly for a while. Selene was right; the stress relief, all of it, I feel amazing." Kat sighed.
"Speaking of Selene..." Arthur looked toward her front door. "With your evaluation over, I should really get back."
"Not yet." Kat shook her head. "Can we..." She hesitated for a moment, then sighed.
Arthur seemed to intuit what she wanted without making her ask for it. He nodded, climbed onto the couch behind her, and laid down. He held her close with his arms wrapped around her and his head on the arm of the sofa. She felt small in his arms and warm against him, with the heat coming off her ass cheeks bathing his cock in a comfortable warmth that was both stimulating and relaxing.
Neither of them meant to drift off, but they were so comfortable, so at peace, and so exhausted that they had little choice in the matter. Once their eyes closed, it was a matter of hours before they opened again.