“ Just one easy day"was all James II could intend as he got to class. It was his kickoff semester of college and he was looking forward to starting over. Unfortunately, it didn't body of work out that way. The college required him to study a chemical group communication class, which was already annoying. The worst section though was a girl he knew from heights school was in it. Lindsey… just the mentation of her irked him.

Saint James the Apostle used to tutor her through the school's student-tutor center. She didn't make it easy for him. She never paid very much attention, always told him to hold on so she could respond to a textual matter. The worst part was when she would actually listen to him excuse something, she would end up making fun of him for being a"nerd"and even sometimes saying it was why he was a virgin.

That close character stung the most, as it was true. He was a virgin, and a huge one as he had never even kissed a lady friend. He even sometimes struggled with tutoring her just because she was so beautiful. He would be explaining something, she wouldn't be listening, his thought process would trail off to a contaminating place with her in judgment, then she would throw him back to reality by saying"globe to dweeb, you gon na keep going or are you just wasting my clip ?"

backbone to the nowadays day, she would always razz him in family. Lindsey made the fact that they were going to the same college hell for him. She taunted him saying he wasted his meter with school because he ended up the same shoes as here. That wasn't straight of course of instruction. He was only going to the like college because it was less expensive than a major university. He did plan to channel after 2 yr. That didn't stop her from making fun of him for it.

St. James took his can in the classroom, new spot like usual. He was always in socio-economic class a bit early on, so he could retrospect the hold up lecture. About one second before class started, Lindsey strolled in. She looked around the room until she found him, and promptly took a fundament right next to him. This day was different though. College and workplace put a lot more than emphasis on James than he had dealt with before, and his tolerance was wearing down.

"Hey nonstarter, still wasting time studying ?"

James just sighed.

"That did nothing for you back in heights school. I bet we're gon na work at the same office too after all this."

King James snapped a bit,"I don't plan to bring at a strip order, so I don't think so."

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

He had no meter for a witty reply, as the professor started the public lecture."As you all know, there are 4 chemical group projects due in this class. The first off one has you work in a small group, two people only. That may establish it sound light, but its not. You only have until the next class to finish it. So I will be giving you all your groups today, then releasing you to get started."

This was a twist in James agenda. He had everything planned down to the minute. His stress had just reached an all-time gamy, or so he thought. He was pulled away from his thoughts upon hearing the professor say,"Lindsey and James"

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

"You and missy Lindsey, no more repeats."

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

James had no reaction, he just sat there wide as the professor finished announcing the chemical group."okey, you have your grouping. Guidelines for the project are posted online. Now get to work."

"Alright 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 act with you on it."

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

"Oh no ! I don't oeuvre well in public places, and I hate those"individual"rooms they have. We'll employment on it at my business firm, its not far. cope with me there in 20 minutes."She handed him her name and address on a composition of newspaper publisher and left. He didn't even have time to resist or even mention if he had work or another stratum coming up. Luckily he didn't. He got up and left the class, still in disbelief at the events that had just unfolded.

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St. James the Apostle arrived at her menage exactly 20 minutes later and knocked on the door to hell. After a few awkward secondment of waiting, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lindsey opened the door saying,"Wow your rightfulness on meter. I should have expected that creepy exactness from you. go out you shoes at the door 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 head I already know the answer to that."She immediately went back up the stairs, not waiting for him to fall out. James took off his shoes and made his way up the stairs, and to the room Lindsey went into. It was a E. B. White way, with some purpleness emphasis. Her bed was the focus on bit. She had a dresser right adjacent to it, and ledge with Koran on it, which he figured were just for show. She was sitting at a desk that was placed in front of the bed, right in scene of the threshold. There was also an extra professorship which looked very out of place, so she must have grabbed it from another room.

"Come on drive a seat. Sooo I already got started on the brainstorming division. I already chose a topic for us and started working on the outline."This info surprised Saint James the Apostle. He was expecting to do all the employment while she harassed him.

"Now I was thinking we should protrude talking about- omg clutch on."Lindsey had just gotten a foresightful text on her phone."I need to go answer this, excuse me. But get-go looking at the outline,"she said as she left the room.

St. James the Apostle was confused on why she needed to leave alone the room to do a textbook, but figured it was probably a private thing. He started to look at the schema and was happily surprised. The topic she chose was expert and the lineation was very thorough.

As he was reading it, he couldn't help but notice a notebook that was open right next to him. Normally this would not have got caught his attention, but he saw his name in it. He hesitated for a second, whether to translate it or not. He figured with he length of that textual matter, he had a few minutes to satisfy his curiosity. It turned out it was a diary. 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 started to turn the pages backwards, wanting to get to the parts about luxuriously schooltime and see if his name was in any of those entries. He had no success with that but did find a lot of juicy drama. She had written about sleeping with almost half of the varsity football team while she was just a entrant. She also had written about kinship drama she was involved in. But this was all, for the most part, distinctive high school shit. The most shocking component was the collection of a few ingress. She had written about not getting into any real colleges, and how she didn't want to go to residential district college because there would be almost no political 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 pressure him if he refused to help her get in. Saint James was in awe. But that didn't last long as he had remembered he words from earlier"karmas a bitch."Yes, it is, he thought, with an malefic smiling growing on his cheek.

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

"Oh, just finding out you are the idiot I thought you were. And a bit juicy. Sleeping with a instructor in eminent school for blackmail, really ? I guess I was right about the strip 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 mouth about."

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

"Haha, I don't need it,"James II 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 I was getting a high school off of this, finally having one over her.

"Fine what do you want ?"Lindsey asked.

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

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

"I know what. You're not gon na do anything. You are too a good deal 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 rule book on her shelf. This is what she loved, the domination of another individual. Her encounters with the football team all had a part with blackmail or some other type of compulsion. James wasn't her type, too nerdy and he was a bit below average on the looking. But the fact the he thought he had something to hold over her turned her on more than anything.

As she got properly next to him, his external respiration quickened."… you don't have the guts to do what I am volition to."She quickly reached down between his legs and grabbed him by the balls.

"AAHHH what are you doing,"screamed James out of surprise and awe.

She started pulling up, forcing him to abide as to not get his clod ripped off. With her former hand she grabbed his neck opening and pulled his head to the incline of hears, whispering in his ear"whatever I want,"as she proceeded to buss, lick, and nibble on his ear and the side of meat of his face. She felt his knee bend a bit and get weak. He was liking this a lot.

James didn't get to live out the second of hug drug though, as she threw him onto her bed. Before he could even recover she had crawled on top of him and pinned his subdivision. She went back to kissing him over his face and his neck.

As this was going on, James started to pull in all his idea. He HATED this somebody, and she hated him. Why was this happening ? Is this really how he wanted to lose his virginity ?

Lindsey started to move her violation down towards his chest."Stop, we shouldn't be doing this. I don't want to be doing this."James finally got out. This gave Lindsey interruption. She sat up, still on top of him."Come on now, you're so close to losing your virginity, so why plosive now ?"As she said this, her hands moved from pinning his weapon system to slide down his breast towards his belt. Lindsey didn't mean value for this to persuade him, she wanted to force him to retaliate, and its exactly what she got.

King James was ineffectual to give way an response due to his internal struggle. When he realized he was no longer pinned, he got an idea. Epistle of James bucked his pelvic arch 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 hand arm up to his neck, choking it, and her other hand grabbed his belt.

"Haha, nice try cutie. But lets get one matter straightaway. 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 drive yourself on me while we were supposed to be working on this project."

"But that's not true up !"

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

"But—no—I…"James 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 infant. Now, do you understand me ?"

"Y-yes mistress"

"Ah salutary, I hoped you would be as speedy a learner in bed as you are in school."With that Lindsey went back to kissing his face, still choking him. The offset few came with resistance from Henry James, but she just gave him a small slap on the cheek and he straightened up. She eventually stopped choking him and moved his work force to her rose hip.

Lindsey kept this up for a match minutes. She was done with his resistance and exchanged it for obedience. Her desire to stay in charge didn't alteration though. He was her toy for now, so she was going to maintain making all the moves.

King James was really getting into making out after a while, but his joy was cut as she sat up. She took off her shirt and bra, revealing her C-sized titty. James got a too bit excited and reached up to feel them, but his hands were pushed away followed by a sharp slap to the face.

"You are not to do anything without my permit, do you understand slave ?"

"Yes, mistress. Sorry."

Lindsey started to rub her own chest. She didn't trust Epistle of James to do it right and didn't maintenance to teach him. As she did this, she started to comminute on him. Her pleasance was increased when she saw his reaction. He looked so helpless, wanting to touch any component of her physical structure as this happened. This went on for several minute of arc 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 take off all your clothes."James proceeded to do so but was dull in his action. He was still an unsure, uneasy shipwreck. Once he pulled his boxers down, she was a bit thwarted by his member.

"How big is it,"She asked.

"About 5 inches,"Jesse James said as he scratched the back of his headspring, acknowledging she was disappointed. It was true, she was hoping he would let a secluded arm down there, and she did have much vainglorious before. But it was big enough, and his main haul was his power to be dominated, and the intimate conflict that he tried so backbreaking to enshroud. Lindsey finished stripping down herself. Once her panties were down, she ordered James to get stroking his dick, but very slowly. She watched as he did so, his brass showing he wanted to strain a orgasm so badly. She couldn't help but grin at that thought. She started to rub her own clitoris, enjoying the show. Then she got a near thought. She went and laid down on the side of her bed.

"James come here and eat me out."

"Oh. Okay. But you should bonk I've never done that before,"he said as he knelt down by her legs. She kicked him in the chest of drawers saying,"don't forget to call me mistress !"

"Yes kept woman, meritless mistress,"he frantically replied.

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

"Yes mistress."

St. James started by licking around her flower, which surprised her. He at least sleep with a little bit. But his naiveness showed when he started to work the flower. She did not manage too a lot though, as her purpose for this were elsewhere. Lindsey lifted her legs and rested them on his shoulder. This caught his attention. She then wrapped her pegleg around his drumhead. The longer he went, the tighter she squeezed her stage on his school principal.

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

"Shut up and keep going."

"Yes mistress."Even though he said this, his manpower moved their grip on her pegleg. He was trying to push the off him just a short 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 attainment was too poor, and she did not signify on having a sec confrontation with him, making teaching him a waste of time. She moved her legs off him. He looked up at her mentation he was done.

"Did I tell you to block off ?"she snapped. Lindsey did not look for an answer as she grabbed his neck, choking him again, and forced him to the ground 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 fellow member while lifting herself up. She lined it up at her entranceway and teased him there.

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

"Please please schoolma'am. Let me inside of you."

"Beg Thomas More. Tell me how much you need this."

"PLEASE mistress. I want this, I need it. I'm nothing without you."

And with that, she started to lower herself onto his appendage. She did so painstakingly slack. His fellow member was throbbing with anticipation, and he kept saying please. Once he was in all the way, she started to travel her hands up his chest, as she leaned down towards him for one utmost candy kiss. When her lips neared his, she stopped and started to whisper."This is it, the highlight of your liveliness. Try to make it last."She faked going in for the kiss, teasing him a picayune bit more. She licked his facial expression again, reminding him he was just a toy. They then engaged in one Sir Thomas More passionate kiss, where her lingua entered in and met no immunity. She broke the kiss and sat back up, with her hands on his breast. She started to drive, slow at first. He couldn't supporter but poke back up at her, which is exactly what she wanted.

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

"I'm so sorry mistress !"

"Now sit still like a good boy and let me delight this."

"Yes schoolmarm !"

She resumed riding him, but hard and fast now. Her manus was now at his neck, choking him again. She rode him for a bit, but he started moaning, and she could experience he was nearing his end. She slowed down, and leaned forward, putting her head over his. She opened her mouth ever so slightly, letting drool come out and drip down onto his face and into his mouth. She could see the face of disgust on him, put he put up no competitiveness. She kept riding for a bit longer, and she felt him twitch. She quickly pulled his cock out, and jerked it pointed towards her breasts. At the in conclusion second, she aimed it towards his chest, making him dirty himself.

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

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

"Y… yes mistress."

She took his now subdued member and started to stroke it. Her capitulum went down and started to blow on his orchis. This made him let out a cheap moan and his fellow member was getting hard again. She started to lap up it, and the cum that was on it. This made it go back to being knockout. She continued to slowly stroke it, but she moved up towards his face. She started to kiss him again, making him try out his own ejaculate. Once she had cleaned her mouth with his, she re-mounted him. She began to ride hard and fast, this fourth dimension gyrating her hip. After a moment she felt her climax approaching, along with his second. She started to rub her clitoris to complete before he could, then her soundbox spasmed. As it did, she put her chest on his, grabbing his shoulders and he grabbed her ass. Not long after he felt his member twitching. She quickly dismounted him again, grabbed the spinal column of his head forcing it up, aimed his member at his facial expression and only jerked it three times before he shot his endorse load, this time giving himself a facial.

"Shit…"was all he could say. She let out a quick laugh. She slapped him on the chest as she stood up, grabbing his apparel from the bed. She threw them on him saying"get dressed then get out. I'll send you the outline and you will complete the project. When we see each other in class, don't shout me mistress. This was a old thing. And call back, if anyone hears about this, they will eventually try that you forced it to happen."

"Yes mistress,"he said with a defeated pure tone. He stood up and got dressed except for his shirt. He still had cum on his chest and face. 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 theater and got into his car, still shirtless. Luckily no one would be home, so he had time to clean up his sight. On the unharmed ride back, he couldn't begin to understand what just happened. The but matter that was clear to him was he lost his virginity. Unfortunately, he couldn't brag to any of his friends about it and would still suffer to endure their jest about him never getting any .