Seducing Sarah (11 page)

VERONICA PAIGE LEANED BACK on her elbows and surveyed the young man licking her pussy with a critical eye.

“You see that little hard thing sticking up and begging for attention? It’s called a clit. Now make nice.” She smiled sweetly before grabbing a hank of his dark hair and pulling him up higher.

“Yes, Mistress.” He gazed at her adoringly before going back to work. Eager to please, he attacked her clit with his tongue, slurping and sucking on it before licking it with long laps.

She groaned, long and loud, not caring who could hear. Study Hall was always filled with sounds of sucking, licking and moaning. It was her favorite place to be when she had a free period. Especially before she went to one of Dom’s classes. The stingy bastard could keep her on the edge of climax for hours without letting her come.

Unless she gave him what he wanted. A commitment. She wrinkled her nose in distaste. The one thing she could never offer.

“Oh yeah, lick that pussy. You know you love it. Lick it harder!”

Her friend Sidney was in a desk chair to her left, giving out orders in her trademark slutty drill sergeant voice. The blonde girl on her knees before her was a newer student Veronica had never seen before. Not that it mattered. Students wandered in and out of Study Hall hoping to find someone they could practice with. Veronica and Sidney pretty much ruled the place since they’d been there the longest. The others would bow at their feet and lick their stilettos if they told them to. Not that they’d bother when there were so many other more interesting places to make them lick.

“Damn, Sidney. You got a good one. Mine needs a little work.” She nodded down at the boy licking haphazardly around her clit. He looked up at her, his eyes glazed over with lust.

Sidney tapped the girl between her knees on the head and pointed at Veronica. “Show him what to do. Nice and slow so I can watch.”

The girl nodded meekly and moved over between Veronica’s spread legs. “Like this, just watch me,” she whispered to the boy. Together they leaned closer until the girl took Veronica’s clit between her lips. She nipped it lightly before licking up beneath the hood, one, two, three times in quick succession.

“Oh fuck, that’s good.” Veronica let her head fall back and enjoyed the clit massage. A second later she felt a second tongue dancing over her clit and grinned. She could definitely see herself becoming an Instructor here some day.

There was nothing so rewarding as helping the youth.

Her phone chirped next to her and she glanced down at the screen. It was a message from Dom. She sat up straighter, the new angle thrusting her pussy closer to the two between her legs. The girl pulled back and returned to Sidney, diving into her pussy enthusiastically. When the boy hesitated, she pointed between her legs with a “What the hell are you waiting for?” expression on her face. He jumped and returned to licking her pussy as she lifted her phone to read Dom’s message.

- -Any newbies wandering the halls? Q’s newest girl is MIA.

Like everyone else, she’d heard the whispers about the elusive Master Q’s reasons for coming out of retirement. Of course, she’d heard all about Q since he was one of Dominic’s best friends. But she’d never met him until recently and had quickly figured out that asking about why he’d left The Madame X School was the fastest way to put Dom in a shitty mood.

Now she’s missing? What the hell is going on with this girl?

The message had been sent to multiple numbers. She wasn’t sure who the others were but it had to be pretty serious if Q needed this much help to find her.

She moaned again, her pussy clenching as the boy between her legs finally found his rhythm. He was up on his knees, leaning into her, using his tongue to spear her pussy a few times before coming out to circle her clit. It felt better and better each time.

“Damn, keep doing that. You’ve finally got it. I’ll even let you fuck me if you make me come,” she teased.

He growled and slurped her clit into his mouth, sliding it gently between his teeth. She shivered and bucked beneath him, the rough sensation sending her into a sudden climax. To his credit, he didn’t stop, he licked and teased her clit gently as she shook against his face. When she finally relaxed, he soothed her with soft laps over her whole pussy. Surprisingly, that felt good too, like he was just enjoying her taste.

She sat up and pushed him down on the floor, then unzipped his slacks and pulled his cock out. It wasn’t that big but she could work with it. He’d put some real effort into that tongue fuck so he deserved to get what she’d promised. She lifted the top of the desk next to them and took a condom from the box there. He watched in awed silence as she ripped it open and then rolled it down his shaft in one quick movement.

“Since you did such great work, you get an A+ and a little bit of teacher’s pussy.” She raised up and then lowered herself down on his cock, bouncing up and down on it fast.

“Fuck, that feels amazing…Thank you, Mistress.” He licked his lips and watched greedily as she opened another button on her shirt so she could pull her bra down. His eyes followed her movements as she fondled her breasts while she rode him. His breath came faster and faster as the wet sound of her pussy slamming down on his cock reached their ears.

“You are so hot, so fucking hot. I’m coming…” He grabbed her hips and bucked up awkwardly. She clenched him with her internal muscles, pleased when his face twisted into a look that was borderline pain as he came with a loud grunt. Once he quieted she carefully stood, letting his wet cock fall limply to the side. She straightened her skirt and turned to Sidney.

“I have to go. Things to do.” She sighed and hitched her handbag on her arm. Training on her off time to be a Dominatrix was usually fun but lately it just wasn’t hitting the spot. Mainly because the men she was dominating were no match for her anyway.

Sidney gave her a halfhearted salute. “I can’t believe you let him fuck you. That was so nice, V.”

Veronica shrugged and turned toward the door. “I was bored. But something has come up that promises to be interesting. I’ll fill you in later.”

AFTER WALKING AROUND IN circles for awhile, Sarah found herself back in the same place where she’d started. Master Q hadn’t caught up with her yet but she couldn’t just wander all day. She needed to get out of sight. A sudden chatter of voices caught her ear and she turned to see a line of students turning down one of the corridors Master Q hadn’t shown her the previous day. She hurried to catch up and fell into step with the other girls. If she acted like she knew where she was going maybe no one would notice her. He’d never think to look for her in one of the areas that he hadn’t shown her.

“Oh, hello. Are you in Dormitory A, too? I don’t remember seeing you before?” A mousy brunette that she recognized from the prior day stood at her left.

“Dormitory A?” Sarah peered down the hall. There were dormitories here? She’d assumed all the students were in private rooms just like she was but now that she thought about it that would be impossible. As big as the mansion was, it couldn’t have enough guest rooms for each student to have their own. So why was she in a private room?

“I think there was a mix-up with my room yesterday. I was down the hallway on the other side of the main staircase.”

The girl’s eyes widened. “That’s the instructor’s wing. They must have messed up your room assignment pretty badly if they let you stay there. I’ve heard it’s pretty swank over there.” She shrugged and held out her hand. “Sorry to talk your ear off without even introducing myself. I’m Melanie.”

“I’m Sarah.” She shook the other girl’s hand and then followed as she led her down the hallway. This side of the house wasn’t as elaborately furnished as the entryway but still had nice little architectural details that spoke of old money and attention to detail. The wall was papered with a delicate floral pattern and the sconces built into the wall were lit even though it was the middle of the day. In the middle of the hallway there was a life-size statue of a woman in the throes of pleasure, head thrown back, arms and legs splayed. She stared at it as they passed.

She paused as Melanie crossed the threshold of a room labeled:

GIRL’S DORMITORY - A

The room opened up into a wide space that put her college dormitory to shame. Despite the bunk beds lining the walls, the room was still open and spacious. The light blue carpet was plush, nothing like the utilitarian, office-grade stuff she’d had at the University back home.

“Hey girls, we have a new roomie. This is Sarah.” Melanie introduced her to the girls in the room but Sarah knew she wouldn’t remember any of their names. One girl was blonde with a long braid that almost reached her backside.
Rapunzel, check.
There was a brunette with a short cap of curls that made her look like a fairy and another blonde with a mass of frizzy curls.
I’ll call them Pixie and Curly.

She noticed with a sigh of relief that she wasn’t the only minority in the room. A tall, lithe Hispanic girl lounged on one of the bunk beds, her legs stuck out in front of her as she painted her toes. A dark-skinned African-American girl reclined on the next bunkbed over reading a tattered copy of
Wuthering Heights
. She smiled at Sarah pleasantly before burying her nose back in her book.

Just then there was a sharp knock before the door flew open and two of the hottest men she’d ever seen walked in the room. After a moment of stunned silence several of the girls erupted into squeals of excitement.

“Holy crap, it’s P and P.” Melanie breathed with a tone of reverence.

Sarah jumped back when one of the girls raced past her, stepping on her toe in the process. There was already a small crowd of giggling, sighing girls around the men.

“P and P? What, like Pride and Prejudice?” She laughed when Melanie rolled her eyes.

“Not hardly. That’s Gabe and Carter. As in “Masters of Pain and Pleasure”. They lead the ménage seminar. It’s got a waiting list long enough to wrap around this room several times. They’re
infamous
. I’ve heard they can make a woman beg for things she’s never even heard of.” Melanie sighed loudly.

Sarah stood on tiptoe, trying to get a better look. One of the men, the dark haired one that looked like a modern day pirate, caught her eye. She blushed and looked down. Just her luck to be caught gaping at him with her mouth open. But at least she wasn’t hovering and drooling on their shoes like the others.

“Oh my god, he’s coming over here. No, don’t look!” Melanie grabbed her hand when Sarah tried to look again. “Just act normal.”

“I think that ship has already sailed.” Sarah turned around, surprised to find that he was standing right behind her.

“Hello, ladies. “ He spoke to them both but his eyes never left Sarah’s.

“Hi, Master Gabriel.” Melanie whispered. She looked like she was on the verge of having a heart attack.

“We’ve had some last minute cancellations and thought we’d come and see if there were any students interested in being a late addition to the seminar.”

No one spoke for a long moment. Melanie seemed incapable of speech so Sarah decided to break the uncomfortable silence. “Well, I’m not interested but what about the waiting list? Don’t you guys already have a ton of interested students waiting to join?”

He nodded. “Yes but most of the waiting list candidates aren’t already on site. They would have to fly in. People join the waiting list usually months or even years in advance of when they plan to attend.”

“Really?”

He raised a dark eyebrow and she smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, I’m sure your class is great. I just can’t imagine being that anxious for, well, anything really.”

A slow smile spread across his face. “You can’t imagine being that anxious? What a loaded statement. Your handler must have his hands full with you.”

Sarah crossed her arms. “I don’t have a handler anymore.”
Unless you count the really pissed off one that currently doesn’t know where I am.

He chuckled. “Does he know that? If I take you into the class without his permission it could cause problems. Not that I’d let that stop me.”