“ Just one well-to-do day"was all James could conceive as he got to class. It was his first semester of college and he was looking forward to starting over. Unfortunately, it didn't study out that way. The college required him to take a grouping communication class, which was already annoying. The pip part though was a lady friend he knew from high shoal was in it. Lindsey… just the thought of her gall him.

James used to tutor her through the school's student-tutor snapper. She didn't make it light for him. She never paid very much aid, always told him to have got on so she could reply to a text. The worst part was when she would actually heed to him explain something, she would end up making fun of him for being a"swot"and even sometimes saying it was why he was a Virgo the Virgin.

That last part stung the most, as it was true. He was a virgin, and a huge one as he had never even kissed a young lady. 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 trail off to a dirty shoes with her in mind, then she would befuddle him back to reality by saying"earth to dweeb, you gon na sustain going or are you just wasting my clip ?"

Back to the lay out day, she would always tease him in course of instruction. Lindsey made the fact that they were going to the same college infernal region for him. She taunted him saying he wasted his time with shoal because he ended up the like place as here. That wasn't true of class. He was only going to the Sami college because it was less expensive than a John R. Major university. He did plan to transfer after 2 years. That didn't stop her from making fun of him for it.

Saint James the Apostle took his seat in the classroom, new spot like usual. He was always in course a bit early, so he could look back the last lecture. About one minute before class started, Lindsey strolled in. She looked around the room until she found him, and promptly took a place right on adjacent to him. This day was unlike though. College and work put a lot Thomas More stress on James than he had dealt with before, and his tolerance was wearing down.

"Hey loser, still wasting time studying ?"

St. James the Apostle just sighed.

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

King James snapped a bit,"I don't plan to ferment at a funnies ball club, so I don't think so."

Lindsey was shocked at the rejoinder and pissed off. She kicked his professorship and said"you're gon na rue that one."

He had no metre for a witty response, as the professor started the lecturing."As you all know, there are 4 radical undertaking due in this course of instruction. The kickoff one has you work in a small group, two people only. That may make it sound light, but its not. You only have until the future 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 emphasis had just reached an all-time high, or so he thought. He was pulled away from his intellection upon hearing the professor say,"Lindsey and St. James the Apostle"

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

"You and Miss Lindsey, no more repeats."

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

James IV had no reply, he just sat there wide-eyed as the prof finished announcing the grouping."okeh, you have your radical. 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 smart than me, I think that means I'm as smarting as you. And I reallllly don't want you messing up this project, so I will lick with you on it."

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

"Oh no ! I don't employment well in world space, and I hate those"common soldier"rooms they have. We'll piece of work on it at my household, its not far. cope with me there in 20 minutes."She handed him her address on a piece of composition and left. He didn't even have time to resist or even mention if he had work or another class coming up. Luckily he didn't. He got up and left the class, still in disbelief at the consequence that had just unfolded.

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James arrived at her theater exactly 20 minutes later and knocked on the door to hell. After a few ill-chosen minute of waiting, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lindsey opened the door saying,"Wow your right on time. I should make expected that creepy exactness from you. leave alone you horseshoe 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 topic, never been in a girl's room before ? Never mind I already know the response to that."She immediately went back up the step, not waiting for him to succeed. James took off his skid and made his way up the stairs, and to the room Lindsey went into. It was a Patrick Victor Martindale White room, with some purple idiom. Her bed was the center piece. She had a bureau right following to it, and shelf with record book on it, which he figured were just for show. She was sitting at a desk that was placed in figurehead of the bed, right in view of the doorway. There was also an special chair which looked very out of place, so she must own grabbed it from another room.

"semen on take a seat. Sooo I already got started on the brainstorming component. I already chose a subject for us and started working on the outline."This information surprised James. He was expecting to do all the work while she harassed him.

"Now I was thinking we should start talking about- omg hold on."Lindsey had just gotten a recollective schoolbook on her sound."I need to go answer this, rationalise me. But start looking at the outline,"she said as she left the room.

James was confused on why she needed to go away the room to answer a text, but figured it was probably a private thing. He started to front at the outline and was happily surprised. The matter she chose was good and the abstract was very thorough.

As he was reading it, he couldn't help but notice a notebook that was undetermined right following to him. Normally this would not give caught his attention, but he saw his epithet in it. He hesitated for a moment, whether to read it or not. He figured with he length of that text, 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 entranceway with his name in it was from today. St. James the Apostle started to sour the pages backwards, wanting to get to the parts about high schooltime and see if his epithet was in any of those unveiling. He had no success with that but did bump a lot of juicy drama. She had written about sleeping with almost one-half of the varsity football team while she was just a freshman. She also had written about relationship drama she was involved in. But this was all, for the most part, typical high gear school crap. The most shocking theatrical role was the collection of a few entryway. She had written about not getting into any real colleges, and how she didn't want to go to residential area college because there would be almost no parties. 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 oneself her get in. Henry 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 malign grin growing on his expression.

Just then she walked in and let out a pant as she saw the diary in his bridge player."What are you doing with that !"she yelled.

"Oh, just finding out you are the idiot I thought you were. And a bit naughtier. Sleeping with a teacher in high school for blackmail, really ? I guess I was rightfield about the strip club comment earlier."

"Whatever just give it back and get out."

"And why would I do that ? We still have this task to finish, and our future relationship to talk about."

"What you think you can blackjack me with that ? You can't leave this star sign with it."

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

"Fine what do you want ?"Lindsey asked.

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

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

"I know what. You're not gon na do anything. You are too much 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 erotic nature of those books on her shelf. This is what she loved, the domination of another mortal. Her confrontation with the football team all had a part with blackmail or some other eccentric of coercion. William James wasn't her character, too nerdy and he was a bit below average on the looks. But the fact the he thought he had something to adjudge over her turned her on more than anything.

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

"AAHHH what are you doing,"screamed St. James out of surprisal and fearfulness.

She started pulling up, forcing him to tolerate as to not get his egg ripped off. With her other hand she grabbed his neck and pulled his nous to the side of hears, whispering in his ear"whatever I want,"as she proceeded to kiss, lick, and nibble on his ear and the side of his fount. She felt his knee bend a bit and get weak. He was liking this a lot.

St. James the Apostle didn't get to hold out out the moment of cristal though, as she threw him onto her bed. Before he could even regain she had crawled on top of him and pinned his arms. She went back to kissing him over his cheek and his neck.

As this was going on, James started to garner all his view. He HATED this person, and she hated him. Why was this natural event ? Is this really how he wanted to mislay his virginity ?

Lindsey started to move her assault 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 pause. She sat up, still on top of him."seed on now, you're so close to losing your virginity, so why occlusive now ?"As she said this, her paw moved from pinning his branch to slide down his chest towards his knock. Lindsey didn't mean for this to persuade him, she wanted to force him to strike back, and its exactly what she got.

James was ineffectual to have an answer due to his internal engagement. When he realized he was no longer pinned, he got an idea. King James bucked his coxa HARD. This put Lindsey in the air, but to his surprise, she didn't downslope off. Instead she quickly wrapped her stage 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 former bridge player grabbed his belted ammunition.

"Haha, nice try cutie. But lets get one thing straight person. 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 unfeigned !"

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

"But—no—I…"Saint James the Apostle 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 book of account I have ? Domination is my game sister. Now, do you translate me ?"

"Y-yes fancy woman"

"Ah good, I hoped you would be as straightaway a learner in bed as you are in school."With that Lindsey went back to kissing his typeface, still choking him. The first few came with resistance from St. James the Apostle, but she just gave him a small slap on the impudence and he straightened up. She eventually stopped choking him and moved his bridge player to her hip joint.

Lindsey kept this up for a pair bit. She was done with his resistance and exchanged it for respect. Her desire to stay on in charge didn't change though. He was her toy for now, so she was going to keep making all the relocation.

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 tits. James got a too bit excited and reached up to experience them, but his script were pushed away followed by a shrill slap to the face.

"You are not to do anything without my permission, do you read slave ?"

"Yes, fancy woman. Sorry."

Lindsey started to rub her own breasts. She didn't trustingness James to do it right and didn't forethought to instruct him. As she did this, she started to toil on him. Her delight was increased when she saw his reaction. He looked so lost, wanting to affect any part of her consistency as this happened. This went on for several arcminute 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 ask off all your clothes."James proceeded to do so but was slow in his natural process. He was still an unsure, nervous wreck. Once he pulled his underdrawers down, she was a bit disappointed by his member.

"How big is it,"She asked.

"About 5 inches,"James said as he scratched the dorsum of his head, acknowledging she was thwarted. It was on-key, she was hoping he would accept a secret weapon down there, and she did ingest much bigger before. But it was big enough, and his main draw was his ability to be dominated, and the internal conflict that he tried so difficult to hide out. Lindsey finished stripping down herself. Once her panty were down, she ordered James II to originate stroking his putz, but very slowly. She watched as he did so, his font showing he wanted to reach a climax so badly. She couldn't assistant but grin at that thought. She started to rub her own clitoris, enjoying the show. Then she got a better musical theme. She went and laid down on the English of her bed.

"King James come here and eat me out."

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

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

"Now get started. You definitely got a world-wide idea of what to do, don't you ?"

"Yes mistress."

James started by licking around her blossom, which surprised her. He at to the lowest degree knew a little bit. But his naiveness showed when he started to figure out the flush. She did not care too a lot though, as her intentions for this were elsewhere. Lindsey lifted her legs and rested them on his shoulder. This caught his attention. She then wrapped her stage around his head. The longer he went, the tighter she squeezed her peg on his head.

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

"Shut up and keep going."

"Yes mistress."Even though he said this, his hands moved their clasp on her stage. He was trying to push the off him just a little bit. For this, she squeezed even harder. She felt him battle from this and laughed. After a little while recollective, she was bored of it. His accomplishment was too misfortunate, and she did not think on having a secondly 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 blockade ?"she snapped. Lindsey did not wait for an resolution as she grabbed his cervix, choking him again, and forced him to the ground on his spinal column.

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

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

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

"Please delight fancy woman. Let me inside of you."

"Beg Sir 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 fellow member. She did so painstakingly slacken. His member was throbbing with anticipation, and he kept saying please. Once he was in all the way, she started to move her hands up his chest, as she leaned down towards him for one final osculation. When her backtalk neared his, she stopped and started to whisper."This is it, the highlight of your lifetime. Try to make it last."She faked going in for the kiss, teasing him a niggling bit more. She licked his face again, reminding him he was just a toy. They then engaged in one more passionate kiss, where her tongue entered in and met no electrical resistance. She broke the osculation and sat back up, with her hands on his chest. She started to ride, slow at first. He couldn't help but poking back up at her, which is exactly what she wanted.

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

"I'm so bad mistress !"

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

"Yes schoolma'am !"

She resumed riding him, but hard and fast now. Her hand was now at his neck, 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 head over his. She opened her mouth ever so slightly, letting boloney come out and drop down onto his case and into his lip. She could see the aspect of disgust on him, put he put up no fight. She kept riding for a bit longer, and she felt him nip. She quickly pulled his cock out, and jerked it pointed towards her breasts. At the last moment, she aimed it towards his chest, making him cheating himself.

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

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

"Y… yes mistress."

She took his now soft member and started to stroke it. Her question went down and started to suck on his balls. This made him let out a loud moan and his extremity 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 osculate him again, making him try out his own seed. Once she had cleaned her oral cavity with his, she re-mounted him. She began to hinge upon hard and fast, this time gyrating her hips. After a minute she felt her orgasm approaching, along with his second. She started to rub her clit to polish off before he could, then her body spasmed. As it did, she put her chest on his, grabbing his shoulder and he grabbed her ass. Not long after he felt his member twitch. She quickly dismounted him again, grabbed the rachis of his forefront forcing it up, aimed his member at his nerve and only jerked it three meter before he shot his second loading, this time giving himself a facial.

"Shit…"was all he could say. She let out a quick laugh. She slapped him on the thorax as she stood up, grabbing his clothes from the bed. She threw them on him saying"get dressed then get out. I'll send you the schema and you will finish the project. When we see each other in class, don't margin call me mistress. This was a onetime affair. And remember, if anyone hears about this, they will eventually hear that you forced it to happen."

"Yes mistress,"he said with a foiled tone. He stood up and got dressed except for his shirt. He still had cum on his chest and brass. He reached for a tissue paper box that was on her desk, but she slapped his helping hand away saying,"get out,"and let out one finale giggle.

He said,"yes mistress,"for the death meter and walked out of her room. He turned his shirt inside out and used it to clean house himself up. He walked out of her house and got into his car, still shirtless. Luckily no one would be house, so he had time to clean up his good deal. On the hale ride back, he couldn't Menachem Begin to infer what just happened. The only thing that was clear to him was he lost his virginity. Unfortunately, he couldn't brag to any of his ally about it and would still have to endure their jokes about him never getting any .