“ Just one easy day"was all James could conceive as he got to course. It was his beginning semester of college and he was looking forward to starting over. Unfortunately, it didn't piece of work out that way. The college required him to take a group communication year, which was already annoying. The worst share though was a missy he knew from luxuriously school day was in it. Lindsey… just the thought of her irked him.

James II used to tutor her through the shoal's student-tutor center. She didn't make it well-situated for him. She never paid much attention, always told him to hold on so she could respond to a text. The worst component part was when she would actually listen to him excuse something, she would end up making fun of him for being a"wonk"and even sometimes saying it was why he was a Virgo.

That endure constituent stung the most, as it was honest. He was a virgin, and a huge one as he had never even kissed a girl. He even sometimes struggled with tutoring her just because she was so beautiful. He would be explaining something, she wouldn't be listening, his thoughts would chase off to a dirty piazza with her in mind, then she would have him back to reality by saying"earth to dweeb, you gon na hold on going or are you just wasting my clip ?"

Back to the demonstrate day, she would always tease him in course of instruction. Lindsey made the fact that they were going to the same college hell for him. She taunted him saying he wasted his time with school because he ended up the same spot as here. That wasn't reliable of course. He was only going to the same college because it was less expensive than a major university. He did plan to channelise after 2 years. That didn't stop her from making fun of him for it.

James took his bum in the classroom, new spot like usual. He was always in class a bit too soon, so he could retrospect the lowest lecture. About one minute before class started, Lindsey strolled in. She looked around the way until she found him, and promptly took a seat right next to him. This day was different though. College and work put a lot more than accent on King James I than he had dealt with before, and his tolerance was wearing down.

"Hey loser, still wasting time studying ?"

James just sighed.

"That did goose egg for you back in high school. I bet we're gon na work at the same lieu too after all this."

Jesse James snapped a bit,"I don't architectural plan to work at a strip golf club, so I don't think so."

Lindsey was shocked at the comeback and pissed off. She kicked his chair and said"you're gon na regret that one."

He had no prison term for a witty reply, as the professor started the lecture."As you all know, there are 4 grouping labor due in this grade. The first one has you work in a pocket-size group, two hoi polloi only. That may make it audio tardily, but its not. You only have until the next social class to stop it. So I will be giving you all your groups today, then releasing you to get started."

This was a pull in Jesse James schedule. He had everything planned down to the minute. His tenseness had just reached an all-time high, or so he thought. He was pulled away from his thoughts upon hearing the prof say,"Lindsey and James"

"I'm sorry, prof. But me and who ?"

"You and Miss Lindsey, no Sir Thomas More repeats."

"Ohhh shit, karmas a gripe, isn't it James"toyed Lindsey."Maybe I should get you do all the work. You probably get off to it."

James had no response, he just sat there simple as the prof finished announcing the groups."Okay, you have your radical. Guidelines for the project are posted online. Now get to work."

"Alright St. James, I gave it some thought. Since we ended up at the same college even though your supposed to be much smarter than me, I think that means I'm as voguish as you. And I reallllly don't want you messing up this project, so I will work with you on it."

"amercement whatever. Lets just head to the program library and get this over with."

"Oh no ! I don't piece of work well in populace home, and I hate those"buck private"room they have. We'll work on it at my home, its not far. Meet me there in 20 minutes."She handed him her address on a art object of paper and left. He didn't even have time to resist or even mention if he had employment or another class coming up. Luckily he didn't. He got up and left the course of study, still in disbelief at the consequence that had just unfolded.

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James arrived at her star sign exactly 20 minutes later and knocked on the room access to hell. After a few bunglesome second base of waiting, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lindsey opened the doorway saying,"Wow your right hand on clip. I should receive expected that creepy exactness from you. Leave you shoes at the threshold and follow me up to my room."

"Not the kitchen ?"he asked as he pointed straight to it.

"No, I work in my room. What's the matter, never been in a girl's room before ? Never mind I already know the answer to that."She immediately went back up the stairs, not waiting for him to follow. Saint James the Apostle took off his shoes and made his way up the stairs, and to the room Lindsey went into. It was a white room, with some purple emphasis. Her bed was the focus art object. She had a chest right next to it, and shelf with Bible on it, which he figured were just for show. She was sitting at a desk that was placed in battlefront of the bed, right in view of the door. There was also an extra chair which looked very out of place, so she must bear grabbed it from another room.

"Come on get a keister. Sooo I already got started on the brainstorming part. I already chose a issue for us and started working on the outline."This data surprised James. He was expecting to do all the body of work while she harassed him.

"Now I was thinking we should embark on talking about- omg hold on."Lindsey had just gotten a retentive school text on her earphone."I need to go answer this, excuse me. But start looking at the outline,"she said as she left the room.

James was confused on why she needed to pull up stakes the room to answer a text, but figured it was probably a individual thing. He started to look at the outline and was happily surprised. The topic she chose was proficient and the outline was very thorough.

As he was reading it, he couldn't help but notice a notebook computer that was open right succeeding to him. Normally this would not take caught his attention, but he saw his name in it. He hesitated for a second, whether to read it or not. He figured with he length of that schoolbook, he had a few minutes to satisfy his peculiarity. It turned out it was a journal. She had been writing on and off about things that happened to her regarding school. The entry with his name in it was from today. James II started to turn the pageboy backwards, wanting to get to the parts about high school and see if his name was in any of those debut. He had no winner with that but did find a lot of juicy drama. She had written about sleeping with almost half of the varsity football squad while she was just a freshman. She also had written about relationship drama she was involved in. But this was all, for the most percentage, typical high schoolhouse crap. The most traumatize part was the collection of a few entries. She had written about not getting into any veridical colleges, and how she didn't want to go to community college because there would be almost no party. She found out one of the teachers knew a dean at the university we were now going to. And she planned out sleeping with him and using it to blackmail him if he refused to help her get in. James River was in awe. But that didn't net long as he had remembered he password from before"karmas a bitch."Yes, it is, he thought, with an evil grin growing on his face.

Just then she walked in and let out a gasp as she saw the journal in his hand."What are you doing with that !"she yelled.

"Oh, just finding out you are the retard I thought you were. And a bit spicy. Sleeping with a teacher in gamey school for blackmail, really ? I guess I was right about the slip club remark earlier."

"Whatever just give it back and get out."

"And why would I do that ? We still have this project to finish, and our time to come relationship to let the cat out of the bag about."

"What you think you can blackmail me with that ? You can't leave this theatre with it."

"Haha, I don't need it,"James said as he threw it back to her."I already took pictures of it and emailed them to myself."This was a lie, but King James was getting a eminent off of this, finally having one over her.

"mulct what do you desire ?"Lindsey asked.

James paused, and his high was ending. He hadn't thought this far ahead, he was winging it. He had no clue what his goal was. He wanted revenge on her for all the bullying she did, but he wasn't a cruel soul."I-I don't know. I'm gon na guess on it while we work."

His stutter told Lindsey all she needed to hear, he was bluffing. He had cards he didn't know how to act, so it was time for her to flip it on him.

"I know what. You're not gon na do anything. You are too practically of a coward…"she said as she started moving towards him. He thought he had her, but he missed a lot of what that journal said about her, and he probably didn't see the titillating nature of those books on her shelf. This is what she loved, the domination of another someone. Her confrontation with the football team all had a office with blackmail or some former type of coercion. King James I wasn't her case, too nerdy and he was a bit below average on the looks. But the fact the he thought he had something to hold over her turned her on more than anything.

As she got right next to him, his breathing quickened."… you don't have the guts to do what I am willing to."She quickly reached down between his wooden leg and grabbed him by the balls.

"AAHHH what are you doing,"screamed King James I out of surprise and fear.

She started pulling up, forcing him to stand up as to not get his balls ripped off. With her other hand she grabbed his neck and pulled his forefront to the English of hears, whispering in his ear"whatever I want,"as she proceeded to buss, salt lick, and pick on his ear and the side of his face. She felt his knees bend a bit and get weak. He was liking this a lot.

St. James didn't get to endure out the moment of ecstasy though, as she threw him onto her bed. Before he could even recover she had crawled on top of him and pinned his arms. She went back to kissing him over his face and his cervix.

As this was going on, Saint James the Apostle started to gather up all his sentiment. He HATED this person, and she hated him. Why was this happening ? Is this really how he wanted to lose his virginity ?

Lindsey started to proceed her violation down towards his chest."arrest, we shouldn't be doing this. I don't want to be doing this."James finally got out. This gave Lindsey pause. She sat up, still on top of him."Come on now, you're so close to losing your virginity, so why stop now ?"As she said this, her hands moved from pinning his branch to slue down his chest towards his rap. Lindsey didn't mean for this to persuade him, she wanted to force him to retaliate, and its exactly what she got.

Jesse James was unable to impart an answer due to his intimate battle. When he realized he was no longer pinned, he got an idea. James I bucked his rose hip HARD. This put Lindsey in the air, but to his surprise, she didn't fall off. Instead she quickly wrapped her legs under him and pushed back down on his groin. Once he was back on the bed, Lindsey shot her right arm up to his neck, choking it, and her other hand grabbed his belt.

"Haha, Nice try cutie. But lets get one thing straight. You're mine. I own you. You will do as I say or you will pay."

"And why would I do that ?"

"Because if you don't, everyone will know that you tried to force yourself on me while we were supposed to be working on this project."

"But that's not true !"

"No one knows that. But they do know how lots I piss you off in class. Easy for them to buy the approximation that this was your form of revenge."

"But—no—I…"James IV was speechless. She had him.

"Enough. Now listen up. You will call me mistress from here on out."

"What ! This is insane."

"No its not, didn't you see all those books I have ? mastery is my game baby. Now, do you understand me ?"

"Y-yes schoolmistress"

"Ah good, I hoped you would be as quickly a scholar in bed as you are in school."With that Lindsey went back to kissing his face, still choking him. The showtime few came with resistance from James II, but she just gave him a small slap on the cheek and he straightened up. She eventually stopped choking him and moved his hands to her hips.

Lindsey kept this up for a couple moment. She was done with his resistance and exchanged it for respect. Her desire to remain in bang didn't change though. He was her toy for now, so she was going to hold making all the moves.

James was really getting into making out after a spell, but his joy was cut as she sat up. She took off her shirt and bra, revealing her C-sized titty. James River got a too bit shake up and reached up to experience them, but his bridge player were pushed away followed by a precipitous slap to the face.

"You are not to do anything without my permission, do you realise buckle down ?"

"Yes, mistress. Sorry."

Lindsey started to rub her own knocker. She didn't trust James to do it right and didn't care to teach him. As she did this, she started to grind on him. Her pleasance was increased when she saw his reaction. He looked so incapacitated, wanting to relate any role of her consistency as this happened. This went on for several minutes until she got off him and stood up.

James looked up at her, confused as to what was going on.

"Get up"she snapped."And contain off all your clothes."Epistle of James proceeded to do so but was boring in his actions. He was still an unsure, nervous wreck. Once he pulled his boxers down, she was a bit disappointed by his member.

"How big is it,"She asked.

"About 5 column inch,"James said as he scratched the dorsum of his head, acknowledging she was disappointed. It was truthful, she was hoping he would suffer a hole-and-corner weapon down there, and she did have much adult before. But it was big enough, and his master standoff was his ability to be dominated, and the internal conflict that he tried so firmly to hide. Lindsey finished stripping down herself. Once her step-in were down, she ordered James to start up stroking his putz, but very slowly. She watched as he did so, his nerve showing he wanted to reach a climax so badly. She couldn't service but smile at that intellection. She started to rub her own clit, enjoying the show. Then she got a better theme. She went and laid down on the face of her bed.

"Jesse James come here and eat me out."

"Oh. okey. But you should know I've never done that before,"he said as he knelt down by her branch. She kicked him in the pectus saying,"don't forget to call up me schoolma'am !"

"Yes schoolmistress, dark kept woman,"he frantically replied.

"Now get started. You definitely got a cosmopolitan mind of what to do, don't you ?"

"Yes mistress."

James started by licking around her prime, which surprised her. He at least sleep together a little bit. But his naiveness showed when he started to lick the flush. She did not worry too much though, as her aim for this were elsewhere. Lindsey lifted her wooden leg and rested them on his shoulder. This caught his attention. She then wrapped her pegleg around his head. The thirster he went, the tighter she squeezed her legs on his headspring.

"M-mistress…"James said, trying to get her to ease her grip.

"Shut up and keep going."

"Yes mistress."Even though he said this, his workforce moved their grip on her legs. He was trying to tug the off him just a little bit. For this, she squeezed even harder. She felt him struggle from this and laughed. After a little while longer, she was bored of it. His skill was too poor, and she did not intend on having a second encounter with him, making teaching him a waste of time. She moved her legs off him. He looked up at her thinking he was done.

"Did I tell you to quit ?"she snapped. Lindsey did not await for an answer as she grabbed his neck, choking him again, and forced him to the terra firma on his back.

"S-sorry m-mistress,"he said, struggling to get the words out.

"Oh, you will be."She let go of his neck and grabbed his member while lifting herself up. She lined it up at her entrance and teased him there.

"I want you to beg,"she said."Beg me to let you in."

"Please please schoolmistress. Let me inside of you."

"Beg MORE. Tell me how practically you need this."

"PLEASE schoolma'am. I want this, I need it. I'm zero without you."

And with that, she started to lower herself onto his phallus. She did so painstakingly obtuse. His member was throbbing with anticipation, and he kept saying please. Once he was in all the way, she started to move her manus up his pectus, as she leaned down towards him for one last kiss. When her backtalk neared his, she stopped and started to whisper."This is it, the highlight of your biography. Try to make it last."She faked going in for the candy kiss, teasing him a little bit more. She licked his brass again, reminding him he was just a toy. They then engaged in one Thomas More passionate kiss, where her tongue entered in and met no electrical resistance. She broke the kiss and sat back up, with her handwriting on his chest. She started to taunt, slow up at first. He couldn't helper but thrust back up at her, which is exactly what she wanted.

She slammed down on him hard shrieking,"I didn't say you could do that."

"I'm so disconsolate mistress !"

"Now sit still like a right boy and let me enjoy this."

"Yes mistress !"

She resumed riding him, but hard and fast now. Her mitt was now at his neck opening, choking him again. She rode him for a bit, but he started moaning, and she could feel he was nearing his end. She slowed down, and leaned forward, putting her straits over his. She opened her mouth ever so slightly, letting baloney come out and drip down onto his face and into his oral fissure. She could see the look of disgust on him, put he put up no conflict. She kept riding for a bit longer, and she felt him twitch. She quickly pulled his peter out, and jerked it pointed towards her bosom. At the last second, she aimed it towards his thorax, making him dirty himself.

"Oh god."He said exhausted, as he laid his header down.

"Do you have permission to rest ? I haven't climaxed yet, were not done !"

"Y… yes mistress."

She took his now soft member and started to stroke it. Her headland went down and started to imbibe on his balls. This made him let out a aloud moan and his member was getting hard again. She started to lick it, and the cum that was on it. This made it go back to being hard. She continued to slowly stroke it, but she moved up towards his face. She started to snog him again, making him taste his own seed. Once she had cleaned her lip with his, she re-mounted him. She began to ride hard and fast, this time gyrating her pelvis. After a minute of arc she felt her coming approaching, along with his second. She started to rub her clit to finish before he could, then her dead body spasmed. As it did, she put her chest on his, grabbing his shoulders and he grabbed her ass. Not long after he felt his penis twitch. She quickly dismounted him again, grabbed the back of his head forcing it up, aimed his penis at his face and only jerked it three metre before he shot his indorsement load, this time giving himself a facial nerve.

"Shit…"was all he could say. She let out a ready jest. She slapped him on the thorax as she stood up, grabbing his dress from the bed. She threw them on him saying"get dressed then get out. I'll send you the outline and you will finish the undertaking. When we see each early in course of instruction, don't phone call me mistress. This was a old thing. And think of, if anyone hears about this, they will eventually hear that you forced it to happen."

"Yes mistress,"he said with a shoot down smell. He stood up and got dressed except for his shirt. He still had cum on his breast and brass. He reached for a tissue box that was on her desk, but she slapped his hand away saying,"get out,"and let out one last giggle.

He said,"yes mistress,"for the last time and walked out of her room. He turned his shirt inside out and used it to clean himself up. He walked out of her household and got into his car, still shirtless. Luckily no one would be menage, so he had fourth dimension to make clean up his mess hall. On the whole ride back, he couldn't Menachem Begin to understand what just happened. The only thing that was realise to him was he lost his virginity. Unfortunately, he couldn't brag to any of his friends about it and would still have to brave their caper about him never getting any .