Part 15 (1/2)

This has got to be some kind of sick joke. thought Chast.i.ty as she rose from the chair. Sitting at a student desk with the beating still fresh on her a.s.s was a whole new form of torture, but she did it, then faced the blank sheet of paper. She thought back to her s.e.x education cla.s.s, but couldn't remember any of the proper names for the different parts.

After a few moments of writing, she looked up to see Mr. DuLong rise from his desk. She swallowed hard as he walked over to her. I just know this is going to be humiliating...

He took the paper from under her fingers and sighed. ”It seems that we must begin with the basics.” He crumpled up the paper, then walked over toward the chalkboard and motioned to her. Chast.i.ty rose from the student desk and followed him. ”Bring your chair and sit over here.” He pointed to a spot by his chair. ”I suggest you pay close attention as there will be a test at the end of this cla.s.s.” Chast.i.ty carried the heavy chair to where he pointed and sat.

”Very good. Now observe.” He unfastened his dress pants, unzipped the fly and shrugged them to his knees. His rigid and engorged c.o.c.k lunged out and pointed straight at her from a forest of dark curls, only inches from her face. His lightly furred ball sack hung like two ripe plums as he widened his stance. The head of his c.o.c.k was a deep angry purple, and the hard dark ivory shaft was knotted with swollen veins.

He may be a sicko, but G.o.d, his d.i.c.k is beautiful,thought Chast.i.ty as she stared hungrily.

”This,” he said pointing to his c.o.c.k head, ”is called the glans. As you can see, in a state of erection the blood fills the head, creating this color. The flared edge is very sensitive to sensations, so the tongue works particularly well on the glans. A man who is overly sensitive on the glans itself can be similarly stimulated by applying the tongue at its base, underneath, where the glans begins,” he said, pointing to a spot on the underside where the head formed a vee.

”I am uncirc.u.mcised, so this,” he said, taking himself in hand and s.h.i.+fting the outer skin wrapping the shaft of his p.e.n.i.s, ”is my foreskin. It should be noted, that men who are uncirc.u.mcised will normally be far more sensitive, as circ.u.mcision removes this protective covering and causes some insensitivity.”

Chast.i.ty swallowed.This is just too weird. I can't tell if I'm in s.e.x Ed., Biology cla.s.s or Perversion 101, she thought.

”By gently moving the foreskin over the p.e.n.i.s,” he continued, ”you can easily stimulate erection. This,” he said, lifting his p.e.n.i.s up so that she could see the underside, ”is the urethra.” He pointed to what looked like a long thick vein, running up the length of the underside of his c.o.c.k. ”This is the tube that both urine and s.e.m.e.n travels through. Seminal fluid is pumped from the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.” He used his other hand to lift his b.a.l.l.s, ”Which are inside the s.c.r.o.t.u.m.” He moved the wrinkled skin.

I've decided,Chast.i.ty thought to herself. Definitely Perversion 101.She squeezed her legs together. And it's turning me on.

”Applying your mouth to the s.c.r.o.t.u.m over the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es can bring pleasure, but pressure must be applied carefully. Avoid squeezing the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es against each other.”

I don't believe this, but I want to put his b.a.l.l.s in my mouth and taste them,Chast.i.ty thought in heated confusion.They look so...succulent. Like bizarre fruit. G.o.d! What is wrong with me? She licked her dry lips.

”The juncture where the s.c.r.o.t.u.m joins the underside of the p.e.n.i.s is heavily populated with nerve endings, so a skilled tongue or lips can bring great pleasure by applying it here. Also,” Mr. DuLong continued unabated, ”if you apply pressure with your thumb firmly on this same spot over the urethra, you can delay a man from ejaculating.”

I want to touch him,Chast.i.ty thought, taking a deep, steadying breath. She leaned a hair closer and realized that a warm and interesting musky scent was coming from him. She wrinkled her nose. The smell reminded her of s.e.m.e.n, but there was something else, something that made her p.u.s.s.y suddenly contract with hunger. He noticed her face and smiled.

”Ah, the odor you are noticing is a pheromone-based scent, rather like a musk, that men produce and release through the skin. It is also released from a gland located in the foreskin that delivers a more concentrated and s.e.m.e.n-based essence. The gland is removed through circ.u.mcision. It works as a type of perfume aphrodisiac.”

I think it's working too,thought Chast.i.ty.I can't wait to get out of here so I can m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e and give myself some relief.

”When applying the skill of f.e.l.l.a.t.i.o, it is important to remember to use plenty of lubricant, such as saliva, or a purchased lubricant that is water-based. Never use a petroleum-based lubricant for f.e.l.l.a.t.i.o.” He stopped.

Chast.i.ty suddenly realized that he was waiting for some kind of response. ”Um, yes, no petroleum-based lubricants for, um, f.e.l.l.a.t.i.o, sir!”

Mr. DuLong nodded. ”To continue, apply steady pressure with the lips, use the tongue to magnify sensations, and the teeth should only be used with extreme discretion.” Mr. DuLong took a deep breath and sat in his chair, his erection standing proudly from his lap.

”Are you ready for your test Chast.i.ty?”

”Sir?” she asked.Oh G.o.d, I hope I remembered all that technical stuff.

”To pa.s.s the test, you must apply all the information I just gave you. If you are successful, then you may leave to return tomorrow afternoon. Should you fail your test, then you will a.s.sume the position and submit to three strikes before you will be permitted to leave. Do you understand?”

”Yes, sir.”

”You also have a second option.”

”Sir?”

”You may try to pa.s.s the complete exam.” He smiled, then dropped his eyes, making the round lenses of his gla.s.ses catch the glare from the overhead lights. ”To pa.s.s your exam, you must bring me to climax,” he said softly. If you are successful in bringing me to climax, then you will have no more cla.s.ses beyond this one.”

”Sir,” she began, glancing at the strap by his hand, ”are you saying that if I pa.s.s the test, I go home and return tomorrow, and if I make you c.u.m, then that's it? No more for the week, and you won't flunk my English exam?”

”Correct. However,” he continued with a raised brow and a cold smile, ”should you fail the exam, then you will immediately a.s.sume the position and submit to three strikes, and then my possession of your sweet c.u.n.t. And you will return to be tutored tomorrow afternoon. Think it over and choose carefully.”

Chast.i.ty's brow wrinkled in thought.I can't take this every day for the rest of the week, he'll kill me. She looked up at the waiting instructor.Smug b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Of course, he probably has no idea that Molly has been telling me a thing or two about deep-throat. I just hope to G.o.d that I can swallow him without choking too badly.

”Are there any restrictions on how I do this?”

”You may not take me into your body anywhere other than your mouth. This is the only restriction.”

I can deal with that,Chast.i.ty thought.

”What is your choice, Chast.i.ty?”

”Mr. DuLong, I want to try to pa.s.s the exam,” Chast.i.ty said with grim determination.I'll make you c.u.m if it kills me.

”Excellent.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a heavy metal ring. ”This is a c.o.c.k-ring.” He put it over the head of his c.o.c.k, pus.h.i.+ng it down until it snugly encircled the base and pressed against his b.a.l.l.s. ”The c.o.c.k-ring will keep me from climaxing too soon, this way it will be a true test of your actual skill.”

That's cheating!thought Chast.i.ty in alarm.G.o.d, he is such an a.s.shole!

”Shall we begin?” Mr. DuLong leaned back and placed his hands on the arms of his chair.

Chast.i.ty nodded, then stood. With a grim smile, she locked her eyes on Mr. DuLong's face. Molly had told her that the best way to take control of a man's s.e.x drive was with eye contact and a smile. She hoped to G.o.d that Molly's little lectures actually worked; she did not want to be beaten, again, by this maniac, and she certainly didn't want to be f.u.c.ked by him, no matter how wet her panties got at the thought. He might be cute, but there was no getting over the fact that he was one sick b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

Her fingers went to the b.u.t.tons of her blouse and she slid them open one by one. She opened the halves of her blouse, then scooped the ends of her pink blouse under her full b.r.e.a.s.t.s, lifting them, presenting them for his approval. Delicately rubbing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against each other, she shrugged out of the blouse, dropping it in her chair.

Reaching behind her, she unhooked her white lace bra. She dropped the straps, then caught the bra under her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with both hands. Using the white lace, she squeezed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s together, then slowly sc.r.a.ped the bra up and over, rubbing her nipples to firm erection. In a swift and graceful motion she pulled the bra up and off, making her b.r.e.a.s.t.s jiggle. She dropped the bra on top of her blouse, taking a moment to rub her thumbs over her swollen nipples the same way that Molly had shown her.

”This is a nice surprise,” Mr. DuLong commented. ”I like your creativity.”

Chast.i.ty merely smiled, then unb.u.t.toned and unzipped her jeans.

”Are you going to strip for me?”

You wish, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d,thought Chast.i.ty. Maintaining eye contact, she dipped a hand down the front and made a show of sliding her finger into her damp panties, then pulled the hand out and licked her fingers. Let's see if I can apply that stripper's trick that Molly mentioned.

Chast.i.ty dropped to her knees, then bowed her head sharply down, tucking her chin tightly. Her long, strawberry blonde hair flipped over her head and onto the floor in front of her. On her hands, she moved her head forward and grabbed for the arms of his chair. Her hands closed on his wrists and she lifted, the red-gold fall of her hair swept into his lap as she rose, tangling and stroking his erection with one long silken embrace.

The sound of his sudden, in-drawn breath was music to her ears.

Liked that, did you?thought Chast.i.ty.Let's see how you like this. She threw her head to one side, flipping her hair, then threw her head to the other, back and forth, whipping his chest with her heavy mane, then flipped her long waves behind her. She caught his eye with a aggressive smile, then arched her back sharply, thrusting her b.r.e.a.s.t.s out and deliberately brus.h.i.+ng his erection with her nipples.

Back arched, she pressed forward into his lap, then took her b.r.e.a.s.t.s in both hands and squeezed the warm plump globes around his erect c.o.c.k. The heat of him scorched her soft skin. Slowly, she lifted, pulling on the foreskin of his c.o.c.k, pressed down, then lifted and pressed down again, then again with her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, t.i.tty-f.u.c.king his shaft. His breathing increased in speed.

She squeezed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s around his shaft and suddenly dropped her head. Her lips enclosed the purple head of his c.o.c.k as it sat trapped between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She tasted something thick and slightly salty. Her tongue swirled around the flared head, then the sensitive edge of his c.o.c.k, delicately, then not so delicately.

Let's see if I remember what else Molly talked about. Oh, yes.She released her b.r.e.a.s.t.s abruptly. His fiercely erect c.o.c.k sprang up and slapped against his belly. He hissed and his eyes narrowed.