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Thread: Slutsbury High [Anglemarr x LilFawn]

Luke groaned, exhaling loudly as she began to stroke his cock, the mass hardening instantly, despite the nerves, in no short part thanks to her stunning good looks. His prick grew, a strong 7 or 8, relatively fat when fully erect. It was far from the largest on campus, but was still impressive. He shuddered as her tongue worked, a few glib drops of precum oozing out onto her awaiting lips, and he put a nervous hand on her shoulder, unsure exactly what to do. During this time Harry awkwardly looked away, looking a little stunned as he realised what was going on, glancing out of the corner of his eye to see the pretty young teacher work his cock in the most professional manner he had ever seen. He turned as the door opened, a fairly charming young man placing a paper on the table, he was clearly hoping for a little action himself, the paper an excuse to catch Ms Tracy alone where he wouldn't have to share her. He gave Luke an envious look, and the young teen could only grin at the boy in response, in some kind of delirious bliss, having not experienced anything like this before. He began to rock his hips gently, forcing more of his engorged cock between the teacher's lips, starting to get into the rhythm of the exercise, hand clenching around her bun. Fuck that feels amazing he groaned, eyes rolling back. As a virgin, he was going to explode at any moment. Harry had turned around fully now, watching with mouth open as his son had his first sexual encounter. He felt his own passions rising, a guilty pang over his wife, but the sights he had seen... he secretly wished this school had been open when he was a kid. He'd have been in his element here, fucking day and night... Instead he had something of a prude wife who considered a blowjob to be a special occasional present.
Thread: Slutsbury High [Anglemarr x LilFawn]

Ms Tracy did not let him explode, just yet. When she felt that he had fully erected, she stopped her work immediately, abruptly changing into a professional manner where she took out her measuring tape again stretching it against his erected cock. Hm, a nice eight inches. She muttered, as she professionally take all the other measurements and jot them down. With that done, it was time to mark his sexual performance - the highlight of today's test. Let's not waste any time now, shall we? She questioned, at no one in particular, as she stood a few inches away in front of Luke. Her hands worked on the buttons of her shirt, unbuttoning them one by one as she slowly moved down from the upper button to the lowest, making sure to let him have a glimpse of her cleavage when she did so. She then slowly pulled off the shirt over her arms, tossing the shirt to the other corner of the room. Knowing that Luke's father was also watching, she deliberately stood in a position where both would get a full view of her actions. She then unzipped her skirt with her eyes locked seductively at Luke, shaking her hips in a way to let her skirt fall to the floor. Stepping out of the skirt she used her high heels to kick it away towards the side, before she walked backwards towards her table, spreading her arms out at the sides of the table, letting them see clearly the half nude woman in front of them. Ms Tracy was a very slim woman, with a narrow waist and long defined legs. She was now clad in only a soft lacy yellow bra which covered up her C cup tits nicely, and a matching yellow panties. She was still in her red high heels, crossing her legs a little as she watched their response. This is your last test, Luke, and I will mark you in terms of advances, technique and passion. If I'm happy with your performance, I'll give you a pass and you'll officially be a student of Slutsbury. If not.. She paused, letting them ponder at the consequences of failing this test. The only instruction of this test is 'Fuck Me'. Now let's see how you do. She continued, as she eyed both guys in the room. And also, for this test, the parent is allowed to help the child to gain extra marks. Whatever the parent do will contribute marks. She added, as she glanced at Harry. She realized that from Harry's stance he had been watching and also eager to get a part of it, and she saw no reason to not let him participate.
Thread: Slutsbury High [Anglemarr x LilFawn]

The two men watched eagerly as their assessor undressed, she had a dynamite body, pure perfection, sleek curves that sent both men into overload. Luke let out a little squeak as Harry groaned in a low, animalistic tone. Luke's mother had been a looker once, but now she was definitely past her prime. Both men licked their lips, aware of what this meant, failure would mean that Luke wouldn't receive his admission. Luckily both were acting on animalistic instinct. Both men's hands ran over Ms Tracy's body, Luke's nervous but curious, Harry's eager and hungry. Cupping her breasts, Harry fondled her nipples through the fabric of her bra as Luke fumbled for a few seconds with the bra clasps, eventually freeing them with a soft sigh. His cock seemed to throb and pulse as they removed the garmet, revealing her soft, plump C cups, Luke leaning down to take a nipple between his lips, flicking it rapidly with his tongue, swirling around the small nub and sucking gently. Harry doing the same. That's it Harry commended his son as he removed his own clothes, freeing a cock just shy of his son's length and girth, but with a slight left leaning lilt to it, perfectly trimmed of course, giving it a grander, more imposing presence. He kissed down Ms Tracy's neck as his hand slid down to her panties, sliding under the fabric to feel her bare, naked pussy and slid a single finger over her folds, massaging her gently.
Thread: Slutsbury High [Anglemarr x LilFawn]

Ms Tracy stayed passively throughout the whole assessment, letting them do what they want with her body. Animalistic instinct was great, but there were other criterias he had to fulfill to enter Slutsbury. Her nipples hardened in the cold air after her bra was removed, and she twitched sensitively when they both work on her nipples. She would be giving good marks for the nipple sucking part. Her eyes widened in excitement when Harry removed his clothes, showing his body and cock that was pretty comparable to his son's. She licked her lips subconsciously, imagining the cock already fucking her. She stretched her head upwards as Harry licked the sensitive part of her neck, her slightly wet pussy twitched as his finger massaged across her folds, spreading more liquids over his finger. She moaned slightly to signal that they were doing a good job, as she waited to see what the father and son would offer her next..
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Curtis was a young man of 25, experienced in his field of psychology. He loved people, and loved figuring how people think. By simply observing, you could learn so much about someone, from what they like, to what makes them 'tick'. This is why the man sought the job of a therapist, wanting to help people with their problems. It was always fun to see someone new walk through the door, with their own unique problems. He had been a therapist for three years, and has had clientele of many varieties. But it was not until recently that he ever had a celebrity on his couch. He was just a simple therapist, with a very simple practice. Apparently this was why he was chosen - so that is was less likely that his client would be discovered. Emilia Clarke was his newest client, with an impressive filmography including Terminator and Game of Thrones. She recently had hit a rough patch, where in the latest contract negotiations, she had requested no nude scenes for Game of Thrones. This caused fan backlash, sexist comments, and other shocking behaviour from viewers of the show. So that was when she found help, knowing that the pressure to be liked would soon be overwhelming. Today was a warm Monday afternoon, 129pm. In a few moments, he would hear Emilia's knock on his door, then she would take five steps into the room and slide into the couch in front of him. She seemed to enjoy 'routine', maybe with an ounce of OCD in her. Just as the thought went through his mind, he heard a quick three knocks on the door. Come in, Emilia The man said, a slightly amused tone in his voice which he tried to hide. Therapists were meant to be emotionless, as with every client, every emotion could be taken in the wrong way. You had to tread carefully or else risk offending them. How are you doing today? He asked. They had a few sessions already, though extremely basic things. This would be the first session where they would need to tackle something difficult, with her fan issues.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

That's great, tell Kit I'll be there and tell him It'll be better than his last birthday present okay? Cool. See you later Terry, Mwah, byeee! Emilia ended the call and slid the mobile back into her bag and sighed, blowing a stray strand of auburn hair form her face as she climbed the stairs to her shrink's office. She knocked three times as always and wiated, counting one... two... Come in, Emilia She smiled as he answered on cue. She liked a little routine n her life, things had seemed to be a bit too...random recently. She opened the door and crossed the few steps to the couch and settled down, being careful to smooth down the hem of her little black dress. The pleated lower half tended to flare out if she wasnt careful revealing a little too much leg. As per Curtiss advice, she had spurned the five inch heels and settled for lower heels making her barely How are you doing today? He sounded in a pleasant mood, Emilia thought to herself. How do I feel? I suppose its not been a bad day, I got invited to Kit Harringtons birthday party week after next. Her rich English accent caused her to roll her r sounds a little. Her eyes were bright, but her expression was a little more sombre. Of course, my..problem, had not got much better. You heard about the Star Wars film? It had been in several papers, She had been signed up for a lead role in the new Han Solo trilogy of movies, but according to papers that was now going to Naomi Scott. The papers had cited creative differences with the studio. Its bullshit Curtis. She exclaimed. Essentially they as good as said I was a has-been! Im thirty for Gods sake! She sighed and clutched at her back defensively. All because of those sodding Game of Thrones fans.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Listening to Emilia's plight, he could hear the annoyance and distress in her words. Take a few deep breaths. He instructed, watching her as she looked more and more stressed. Now, most our sessions have been very basic so far. We talk, I understand your issues, and we try and progress. Thankfully, until now, your issues haven't been too big, so talking is simply all we needed to do. But now, we will do some exercises. He explained, standing up slowly. Follow me please. The room was split into three areas. One area had his desk, and the stereotypical therapist's couch that Emilia had just settled into. The second area had a full length mirror, and a cupboard with unknown things within. And the third area had a table about the length of a person, with a blanket over it. Curtis lead Emilia to the mirror. We will spend a bit of time gathering confidence, as well as trying to observe yourself from an outsider's point of view. To do this, you must first remove yourself from social bindings. This is done by stripping down until you wear nothing. He instructed. Now, I will be observing you anyway, but for your own comfort, I shall look away while you do this. He said, turning on the spot and waiting for Emilia to strip naked.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Emilia blinked in surprise, she knew Curtis' reputation as a miracle worker, but she had not quite expected anythign like this. part of her whole 'problem' was the nudity thing, ever since refusiing to lose her clothes again in Game of Thrones, she had received a lot of backlash which had led her to feelings of objectification. She supposed this represented getting to the heart of the issue. I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this Curtis, she said, her vocie wavering slightly. But.... if you think it will help... She waited till his back was turned and then, blushing furiously, she slipped off her dress, bra and panties, and then rolled down the stockings till she was naked. she folded her clothes neatly and put them in a pile on the floor. Her long auburn hair spilled down over her shoulders, but not long enough to cover anything. Uh....I... I'm all done... she said trying to hide the nervousness. This was a bit wierd to say the least. Self consciously, she moved one hand over her breasts and rested the other so it hung down covering her crotch.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Curtis turned around as Emilia told him she was finished. Turning around, she still had all the same curves he was familiar with from the show she was famous for. She did her best to hide herself, not that it would matter as he would soon instruct her to reveal her body. Thankful that he had ogled her naked body for quite a while from the show, he did not have the presence of mind to stare at her body. This made it much easier for him to seem indifferent, acting professional rather than sleazy. Thank you. Now, turn and look at yourself in the mirror. He instructed. As she spun around, she would see him standing behind her in the reflection. This exercise is about becoming more confident as yourself. Not as Daenerys Targaryen, or any other role you've played. Not even as Emilia Clarke, famous actress and model. This is about being more confident as that girl you were before you were famous. The girl you are when you're all alone, or with friends. He explained gently. The brain is a very stubborn part of you. It makes you remember things that are unimportant, and forget things that in some cases, are extremely important. You would have heard about different ways to make memory stronger towards certain things. Well, one of those, is touch. He informed her. So, what your task is, right now, is to touch something on your body that you are unhappy with. You will speak about how you dislike it for whatever reason, and then come up with a way that it is actually a good thing about you. If you need an example, I've had a few issues with ladies in the past, where they mention their dismay for how large their hips are. When they can't think of anything good about it, I ask if they want kids. When they reply in the affirmative, I explain that large hips help tremendously for childbirth. Of course, that whole example was a lie. He had never done this with anyone before. But the therapist carried himself with such confidence and professionalism, that it was hard to imagine him lying at all. As he spoke, his hands moved to her shoulders, gently running down her arms. This was solely done so that he could bring her arms to her sides, revealing her body in a way she had been trying to hide. Don't be ashamed of your body. It is a very beautiful one, and it is a shame to hide it. He said softly, giving her a gentle smile. This exercise's true purpose was so he could watch Emilia touch herself. Would it be sexual? Inevitably, yes. Would he be happy with whatever she touched? Yes. It would show her trust growing for him, and it would still be erotic to watch her stroke her stomach or her shoulder.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Emilia swallowed down a knot of nervousness. She was also angry at herself. He was right, she should be fine with this. She had made a public stand on defending her nude shots on the show only to have that thrown in her face when she refused to do any more. 'Feminist' what shuould be an affirmation of her gender and taking strength from that had made her seem petty and almost childish. As a result, being nude had become something of a sticking point with her. No doubt that was why Curtis was doing this, she understood that while at the same time remembering her parent's dismay when she had watched 'that' episode with them. The comments on social media, the ugly posts and youtube comments. She knew better than to read them but... she had not been abloe to help it. Now as she looked at her own body, a body she had once been secretly proud off, seemed to draw her eyes to every percieved flaw and imperfection. The feeling of his hands on her arms didnt concern her, she had started to trust Curtis and she knew others trusted him too. So she allowed the contact and tuned it out as she tried to focus. It was hard, but not so unlike some of her early acting classes at the Drama Centre. She spoke cautiously. My legs are too short... she said, placing her hands on her thighs.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Your legs are too short? He repeated, taking a few steps back to check. He didn't believe her legs had any issues. Emilia was kinda short, though most women were. Curtis was fairly short too, only reaching a few inches above Emilia. Well, what are the upsides to having shorter legs? He asked. Oh, and you need to ingrain the idea of your legs in your mind while you speak about the positives. So rub your legs up and down, maybe massage them a little or anything like that. Anything that gets some movement into your hands, and feels good. So don't pinch or anything.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Emilia frowned at the unusual request. Rub them, Really? At his nod she leaned over and started to rub up and down her legs. As she did she tried to explain her thoughts to him. I'm really short and I always envied models with those mile-long legs. It's suprisingly hard to get good clothes to fit when you are not designed for the catwalk. She explained. She paused and slowed down, feeling like this was supposed to be more about feeling that exercising, so she started longer slower descents and rises up her legs, almost like she was dancing. On the plus side, I suppose, I have tiny feet which means that I can pull off heels in a way larger footed women struggle with, also I have pretty strong thighs and calves from dancing and I can run forever. She smiled as she spoke, this wasn't actually a bad idea. She was forgetting he was there as a man, and so never even thought about the view he might be getting as he stood behind her as she bent and stretched down.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Watching Emilia move, he could feel himself harden in his pants. He had such a great angle, that any sane, straight male would have the same reaction. See? That's the perfect way of doing it. You look at a negative, and turn it into a positive. I want you to do it two more times, with two other areas. he requested. Don't be afraid to be hard on yourself when you talk about your issues. You're in safe hands, and I won't let it become too sad in here. And I am sure that whatever bad things you think of, there are twice as many good things. He promised with a smile.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Emilia as starting to feel much more relaxed and less self-conscious about her nakedness in front of her therapist. She turned, making an effort not to cover anything and managed to smile. My arse, Curtis. That's the next thing I hate, it's bloody huge! When I saw it on screen it was like two full moons. Sure I get the whole wide child bearing pelvis, but honestly, I'm not that concerned about children. About the only thing I can say nice about it is it gives me something like a classic hourglass I suppose, and, suppose, it does look good in a tight skirt. She looked up at him. I suppose you want me to fondle my arse now? She reached back and started to massage her backside. This is a bit odd you know. She said, trying to sound casual. I just wish it didnt feel so flabby. I know its not thhat bad, in fact men often complimented me on my backside. but self image bis a bitch right? As she worked her arse cheeks in her hands, she found herself swaying a little form side to side. It didn't help that, stood as she was with her arms right behind her, it tended to push out her boobs. I...I'm a little less confident about the next one... Since that whole thing over Game of Thrones, I've been worried my boobs as a bit too... heavy, saggy...you know? She moved her hands to her chest and covered one with each small hand. I... I'm not completely comfortable with fondling my boobs in front of you Curtis, I... She didn't want to admit how sensitive they were, her nipples had already hardened under her hands in anticipation, and she felt the colour flooding her cheeks. This is a little... intimate, don't you think?
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

Watching Emilia begin to touch herself, he was silent as she began to reason with how her large and flabby ass was a strong suit of hers. He was a very big fan of her butt, which he had no issues with whatsoever. This is good. he encouraged, his eyes looking away from time to time, in an attempt to give her privacy. But he looked back, looking as professional as ever. Her hands soon moved to cup her breasts, which he loved to see. Unfortunately she did not grope them yet, but he did not push her to. No need to uh... 'fondle' them, as you put it, until after you begin to think of the positive things. Was his first answer. But I shall look away if you wish? I feel obligated to watch to ensure you are doing everything correctly, though I think I can trust you enough to do it fine with my back turned. He shrugged, turning away from her and staring at the rest of his office. But as for your intimacy issues with the exercise, intimacy is a strong feeling, and strong feelings are what help cement ideas and feelings. If you were too casual or bored with this exercise, the idea wouldn't stick. He explained.
Thread: Therapist's Toy (RoleplayMaster x KayTee)

I do understand but... she paused and turned away from him slighty as she started to move her hands over her breasts. I suppose the good thing about my boobs is that... well...not to put too fine a point on it, but they are one of my more sensual areas, I tend to get very turned on by people touching them, especially my nipples. as she spoke she grazed her nipples and had to stifle a gasp. Get a grip, Emilia, he will get completely the wrong idea. I mean to say...I'm not getting turned on now, of course. she manged a forced chuckle. Liar But you know what I mean, its a positive though right? I do like my boobs, very much, but they looked... enormous and saggy on screen. I'm sure it just the starknes sof how it was filmed. They look much better in lingerie.