Thread: The College Dominatrix- Messeduprp x Samanthab

MessedupRp said Alice was glad to lead her slave to the upper area of her home. There was a little sitting room, as well as a laundry room and a closet on the first floor, but most of her daily life was spent on the second floor. This had her loving room as well as her kitchen. The third floor had two smaller bedrooms and the fourth had the master suite, that room would be the last destination they would be going to tonight. She walked with Tara into the living room and sat her down, I love spaghetti mistress ... remember your new position, pet. She sat down beside Tara and rubbed her thigh slowly, creeping up and into her dress. She hadn't made any notice of the boots yet, but she would be very glad when she did. She had a fetish for that boots and stockings. But for now, Alice leaned in for another kiss, she slipped her tongue into Tara's mouth, pushing Tara's tongue into submission as she took control once again. Alice slid her hand down Tara's legs and pulled away when she reached her leg, she looked down and a wide grin split her lips, my my... What a nice look for you. I won't make you wear heels so high on normal days, but I'm glad you're getting used to them. I just love a submissive in heels. She smirked and stood up. I'll be back in a minute, I'll go and serve the food. She left the room, leaving Tara to look around her living room. The room was painted beige with several colorful photographs of landscapes on the walls. She had a large leather sofa and a few chairs with a table in the center. There was a shelf of CDs and records as well as a stereo and even a turntable. She had many many books, including one shelf full of history related subjects, most of which described historical instances of slavery There were a few framed photos on the mantle over a fireplace, one intriguing photo depicted a younger Alice in a red dress with a beautiful Latina girl. They were holding each other and smiling cheerfully. My first slave. Alice had walked back in and stood a few feet away, looking at Tara and the photo. She stepped froward and put an arm around Tara's waist, taking the picture down with her other hand. She was my college roommate, we had drunk sex one night and the next morning she woke up tied to her bunk. She loved every second of what I was doing to her, we were never romantic but we're still friends. She stroked Tara's hip, but she's not my slave anymore... That's your responsibility. She chuckled and let go of Tara, dinner is ready. I don't want my food getting cold because I had to wait for you. Alice didn't wait for Tara this time, she sat down at the head of the dining room table and motioned for Tara to sit across from her. When she sat down, it was noticeable that her seat was not as high as Alice's. A mistress doesn't let her slave sit as high as her. You should be glad, I decided for this first night that you would have the privilege to eat at the table. You might consider thanking me for such a kind gesture. She smirked and motioned for Tara to begin eating, the meal was spaghetti and meatballs. Alice had a glass of wine for herself but had left both wine and water for Tara. The room was filled with the sound of clinking forks for a few minutes while they settled in. Alice broke the silence first, so Tara. Did you enjoy your preliminary session, this morning in my office? I had a very fun time, you behaved so well. Could have fooled me into thinking you were a long-time veteran slave. She winked at Tara and took a sip of her wine. Now, did you bring an overnight bag? I hope you did. You won't be leaving my home tonight so I think we'll pull your motorcycle into my garage. The talk afterwards was casual discussion about Alice's class and other students and professors, about pop culture and movies untill the dishes were all that was left. As soon as they were finished, Alice smirked. Well then. Now that this is all over, I have something for you. She reached under the table and pulled a collar free. She set it down on the table. I'm going to go get changed. I want you to undress, put on your collar and kneel here patiently waiting for me... I want to see what you bought with that money. She stood up and smirked, I'll be back in a few minutes, I'm going to slip into something more comfortable. Be a good girl and wait for me. She blew a kiss at Tara and disappeared to get changed and make final preparations for her submissive. Click to expand... Tara blushed at her mistake but the truth was she had been unsure what to call her teacher in this situation, she did not have her collar on at the moment and they were not in class, in fact if it werent for what Tara was wearing under her dress and the ballet boots it seemed more like a first date than anything, but surely she wasnt meant to call her Mistress just Alice. Now she was just relieved to hear confirmation. Yes Mistress, Im sorry Mistress. She said quietly as she followed her teacher up to the second floor. It was quite well decorated too. Very classy. Tara could not say the same for her own house, she had inherited some rather nasty habits from her parents. Her garage was fixed up to service her bike and her mother had been an incorrigible pack rat, that trait had passed on to her daughter who displayed her love of whatever she did love on the walls, the floors, the ceilings. IT was by no means in danger of being condemned or anything but her philosophy had always been a pile for everything and everything in its pile. Sitting down she blushed and looked away from her Mistresses penetrating gaze, she gasped when she felt her Mistresses hand on her thigh and turned to face her. Her teachers lips met hers and she melted into the kiss, opening her mouth to let Alice's questing tongue in. Mistress Alice took control of the kiss and left Tara speechless when she broke away, Tara almost reached up to clutch at her chest but resisted as she fought to catch her breath. But a smile broke out on her face. Her teacher's hand reached the edge of her boots and she saw her look down in surprise before grinning up at her. Truthfully Mistress, Im not used to them yet, its very hard to walk, but Im happy to keep wearing them if you like them. Then her Mistress was excusing herself, leaving Tara alone. Standing she decided to look around the room a little better. The beautiful paintings, the wonderful shelves of books. Then her eyes fell on the picture, her Mistress only younger in a red dress, with another woman, they looked very close. She stared at it for a long time, long enough that when her teachers voice came from right beside her ear she jumped. Listening to her Mistress explain who the other woman was Tara felt an irrational surge of jealousy directed at the other woman. she looked up at Alice's face and suddenly felt a pang of worry. This was quickly becoming something more to her, was it the same with her Mistress. She wasnt so sure she wanted this to only be about sex. Oh to be sure she wanted that, but...could she have something more...would Mistress Alice be ok with that? Following her teacher back to the table she sat across from her, noting that she and her chair were lower than her Mistresses. But the explanation made sense and she said happily. Thank you for allowing your slave to eat at the table with you Mistress. Tara took a sip of water and started eating in silence, a silence that was broken by her Mistress. Yes Mistress, I brought one, its out with my saddlebags. And I loved the first session Mistress, I didnt want it to end and Im really happy that I get to spend more time with you tonight. Once dinner and the casual conversationm was over. Mistress Alice gave Tara her instructions then left the room. Tara was on her feet once she was out the door and as soon as her boots would let her. It wasnt hard to get ready. She had chosen the dress not only because it looked nice, but because it could be completley pulled off over the head. Tara pulled it off without hesitation revealing what she could only describe as a teddy made of this leather strips two of them going between her legs, making her pussy appear nice and plump and two slightly larger strips cupping her breasts and lifting them up. Both her tits, pussy and ass were completley exposed. Arund her neck she still wore the hobbler chain, two more padlocks and three keys were also hanging from it. The padlocks were to lock the hobbler on and the keys unlocked those and the padlocks already locking the boots. Woblbing over Tara took the collar from the table and wrapped it around her neck, pulling it tight. She grinned as she knelt as instructed and thrust her chest out a bit, what there was of it anyway. She waited there, still grinning hardly able to keep her excitement in. Her hands were itching to rub her pussy as she waited but she clamped them together behind her back, almost bouncing on her knees.