***Dear Reader, I truly hope you're enjoy this tale. If you have suggestions or comments on how I can improve, please send them along. This is a fantasy. This part includes some mild breast bondage, tit slapping, mild exhibitionism and nipple clamps for our protagonist Tabitha.***
Tabitha was riding the adrenaline of the past few days higher than she ever expected. She realized how utterly sexual she was and felt awakened by it. Ava had flipped a switch in her, from dull to passionate, from modest to erotic. Tabitha walked with some extra pep in her step, and swayed her hips just a bit more.
She couldn't wait for the day to pass by and for her appointment to start. But she had to suffer through the mundane before she could enjoy her suffering. Her first class of the day was a class on Astronomy. She had taken it because she had a fascination with the sky and the stars. The class was moderately attended in the big lecture hall. It was a Gen Ed class, so it had a wide variety of people that were taking it, from all different studies.
Tabitha sat near the front of the class today, two rows back on the right side of the room. The desks were long tables all the way across and the chairs were hard plastic. She had imagined if she had to sit through this class the day before, this would've really been painful. But she was able to sit somewhat comfortably, but her pussy reminded her often of her previous couple days.
She pulled out her notebook and the heavy astronomy book from her backpack and got them out in front of her, as well as a Bic pen to take notes with. She was there about ten minutes early so she pulled out her phone as well, noticing that she had a new email. She was expecting it to be spam but her heart skipped a beat as she saw it was from Ava.
"Hi Kitten, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you for a moment since you left. When I saw you had made an appointment for tonight, I couldn't have been more excited. I can't wait to get my hands on you, I can't wait to hurt you. There is a pretty long list of available options for tonight, I'll make sure whatever you pick is wonderfully intense for you. And don't worry, your pussy will get plenty of attention as well. I'd like you to do something for me though, just so I can make sure you're thinking about me. I want you to torment yourself sexually when you can today. If you're home, get naked and you should be able to find lots of ways to hurt yourself for me. If you're out, then get creative ;) Anyways, see you soon, Ava"
Tabitha was awash with emotion and excitement for what would come. She immediately wrote back: "Hi Mistress! I'm so excited too, I just can't help myself. What have you done to me? If we can, I'd like to have my tits tortured tonight. And I'll figure out a way to please you, I'm in class now, but I won't let you down. Kitten"
Tabitha's pussy went into overdrive, and she felt a gush of pussy juice leak out of her pussy. She suddenly wished she was tied down on the desk in the front of the class with her legs pulled apart and everyone was lining up to turns on her pussy, whether to fuck it or whip it. She needed to play with herself, figure out a way to hurt herself without too many people noticing. She pulled up her backpack into her lap and started looking through the pockets, she had two large binder clips, some rubber bands and more pens. She was eager to see what she could figure out.
She looked around the class and everyone seemed pretty focused on their phone. She put the implements down on the desk in front of her and put her backpack on the floor again. Grabbing one of the pens, she slowly moved it down her body and under her skirt. Shifting her weight on the chair so that her pussy was just on the edge, she rubbed it along her slit. She then pushed it until it slid between the folds of her pussy.
After she finished, she looked around the class. No one seemed to be paying her any mind. She couldn't see behind her, but she figured they couldn't see anything anyways. Without as much concern, she slide a second pen into her pussy. She could barely feel them once they were in, but it was more the thought they were there.
Just as she got done getting the second one in, another student sat down just the next seat over to her. He looked like fairly nondescript, a little bigger, short hair. He suddenly became the closest person to her, he glanced over at her and smiled, then looked away nervously. Tabitha knew he'd probably be checking her out.
A moment later the Professor walked through the door with his usual, "Welcome everyone, to the class that is the window to the exploration of everything." He took himself pretty seriously, he was older, probably in his forties, his hair and beard showing the slightest touch of gray. He did look fit though. She leaned in a little in her chair and Tabitha pushed her tits into the table, she grinned as the table caressed her nipples. Her shirt was loose enough that she might be able to have the binder clips on her nipples, but getting them attached would be the hard part.
"Today, class, I have a treat for you," the professor fumbled with some stuff on the desk, and turned off the lights. The big projector screen along the wall lit up, "we're going to watch a special that I helped write," The movie started to play.
'Oh my god, what luck," Tabitha said to herself. With the lights dimmed and the movie on, she was sure no one would see her, except maybe the boy next to her. Tabitha bit her lower lip as she made the daring move. She undid the top two buttons of her shirt while she was leaning forward, looking like she was writing something. Then she picked up the binder clip, looked around quick, and put her hand into her shirt. It took her a moment to find her nipple, but the clip was able to find it's mark and she winced instantly at the pain.
The metal clip bit deep into her nipple, pain radiated from her tit through the rest of the body. She took a quick breath and struggled to maintain her cool. After a few seconds, the initial shock wore off and she was able to focus again. She looked around, she was still bent over a bit like she was writing but noticed a couple people looking over at her. Had she made a noise? Did she cry out and not realize it? The boy next to her didn't seem to be looking, but maybe he had already?
Tabitha turned red. She made sure she was leaning forward and watching the movie, like all was normal and she hadn't just put a binder clip on her nipple. She didn't dare move. Her nipple hurt, but it wasn't unbearable at all now, but she could feel herself getting warmer as her pussy began crying out for attention.
Tabitha spent the next five or so minutes just watching the documentary. She looked around a bit and everyone was back focused on the documentary or their phones. To the professor's credit, the show was actually very good. It walked the through different sizes of planets and stars, and had some really good visuals on comparisons as well as the immense distance between objects in space.
Once she was sure she was no longer drawing attention, Tabitha got the other binder clip and tucked her hand into her shirt. This time she knew what to expect. This one bit in as well, and probably hurt as much, but she was ready. It gave her a little confidence in what she might experience tonight. She knew she didn't make a sound and returned to watching the movie.
She spent the rest of the class in delightful distress. Tabitha found a special pleasure it leaning forward as if focused on the movie, but really she was slightly touching the binder clips with the edge of the desk. As the movie wore on, she got more and more daring. The pain in her nipples was having an equal effect on her pussy, causing it to leak it's wetness and throb with lust. She needed to rub herself. Or better yet, she needed to be splayed out on the desk and let everybody in here use her as they desired. She imagined all the guy taking turns on each of her holes. She imagined the girls all slapping her pussy or trying to fist her. The fantasy danced in her head and got more lewd as it went on. Her pussy needed attention.
She couldn't take it anymore and decided to risk it. She reached under her skirt and pulled the pens out of her pussy, then she grabbed her notebook and tore out a piece of the paper. Writing with one of the pens that had her juices on it, "Want to finger my pussy?" She then did the old fashioned "Psst" and push the paper over to him.
He looked over at her quickly and then seem surprised as she pushed the note over to him. He did immediately notice that her shirt had been unbuttoned too, and he could see some of her exposed breast. Then when he looked down at the note, it seemed to take him way longer to read the words on the paper, but it was probably only an extra half second. He looked at her with a shocked expression on his face then back at the paper then back at her.
Tabitha could tell that this was a dream come true for him. He nodded enthusiastically. She motioned him with her hand to come closer. He looked around quickly, then scooted his chair awkwardly towards her. Tabitha responding by spreading her legs a bit, adding to the invitation.
The boy finally got next to her, and looked around again to make sure no one was looking. He didn't think they were, and by this point Tabitha didn't care.
His slightest touch felt so good, even just her arm as he got close. When his left hand caressed her bare thigh, she practically squealed. He had a light delicate touch, it was almost teasing. She was sort of surprised he didn't just mash his fingers into her pussy, which oddly she kind of wanted. But this was very nice too.
Cautiously, his fingers slide up the inside of her thigh. He would look over at her and then back to the movie, then around the class quickly. His fingers moved a little higher, and higher still. Tabitha moaned very softly as his fingers were mere inches from her pussy. She opened her legs a bit more.
Finally, his fingers touched her pussy. Tabitha cooed. His fingers immediately found moisture on her lips. His pinky and ring finger touched the left side of her pussy, his pointer the right, and his middle finger dipped into her folds. He was greeted with more warmth and lubricant from her eager slit. His finger delve into her folds.
"Mmm," Tabitha moaned quietly. The documentary was loud enough to cover up any of her meager noises.
His hand was getting bolder and he spread her lips with his ring and pointer finger and pushed his middle finger in more, then pulled it out and rubbed her clit, massaging the hard nub. This is exactly what Tabitha was hoping would happen, well short of the brutal hundred person gang-bang she had been fantasizing about.
The boy grew even bolder and reached his right hand into her open shirt. Tabitha gasped as his fingers touched the center of her chest and slid over until they were caressing the supple flesh of her left breast. His hand reached in further and started to cup her tit as his fingers suddenly made contact with the binder clip. It sent waves of radiating pleasure through her nipple, right to her clitoris that was being massaged.
He seemed startled a bit and actually pulled her shirt open a bit to look in side, "what the?" he asked shocked.
"It was a dare, but I do like pain," she whispered in his ear. He didn't respond verbally, just cupped her breast again and squeezed her tits like a new boyfriend might. His other fingers still explored her dewy folds. She couldn't help but moan, this was perfect.
She let him paw at her breasts and finger her pussy for the rest of the documentary. Just as the ending music started to play, he pulled his hands away. He gave her a gigantic smile.
Shortly thereafter the movie was over and the lights came back on. Tabitha had definitely enjoyed this class more than any other she had ever attended. She grabbed her backpack, put it on the desk in front of her and slid her notebook and textbook in. She gave the boy next to her a thankful grin. But now what was she going to do? How was she going to hide the clamps? Or would she be able to take them off?
The boy who had just had the time of his life during the class scurried away once the class ended and everyone started to disperse. She was sure he was super shy, and probably had no idea what to even say. She figured she would grab her phone as a way to waste time. She thought she would just wait until everyone had left and figure out what to do about the clips on her nipples that would clearly poke out of her shirt.
