Shadow Tales: the Fifth

As I prepared for class, my thoughts were of you and your morning preparations. I imagined you picking up the bag that I had given you at our last meeting. You looked inside, and found there a ribboned box with a note attached. You pulled out the note and read its message—"Wear this to class today. Wear your school girl skirt and no panties."

Intrigued, you pulled the box from the bag and shook it. Too curious to wait any longer, you untied the ribbon and lifted the box lid. Inside you found an anal plug, bright red in color and large enough to fill your lovely asshole to its full capacity. I imagined your smile as you contemplated wearing the plug to class.

Just as I tried to conjure a mental image of you inserting the plug into your lovely ass, the phone rang. "Damn. Bad timing," I said out loud.

"Hello."

"How did you know my favorite color is red?" you said jokingly.

"You have no secrets from me. You should know that by now."

"I am about to insert the plug, and I thought that you would like to be part of that."

"Yes, of course I would. I should have thought to suggest that you call."

"I do my best to please my master. I am in the bathroom and I am naked. My nakedness is reflected in the large mirror as I stand before it. The plug, coated with a small amount of lubricant sits on the counter waiting. Hmmm, this is my pussy. Can you see it?" I imagine you stroking your shaved pussy.

"Okay, now I am lifting my left foot up so it rests on the edge of the counter. Oh yes, now I can reach my asshole." I imagined your fingers toying with the puckered opening. "It's so tight. Maybe I had better loosen it up a bit before I try to insert that huuuuuuge, red plug.? Pour some lotion on my fingertip, won't you?"

"Of course I will. Now spread that lotion around your asshole. That's it. Tease the opening with your fingertip."

"Yes, that feels sooooo good. Watch as I push my finger inside. Can you see my finger slipping into my asshole. You wish it were your cock there instead of my finger don't you?"

"Yes, very much so."

"Oh, that feels so good. Can you see that my finger all the way inside me? Watch now as I slide it back out. Can you see? Now I am going to put two fingers inside my ass?"

My mind is filled with the image of you fingering your ass as you stand naked in front of the huge mirror in your bathroom. I envisioned you looking into the mirror so you could watch your actions. I knew how much you liked having your asshole touched, so I knew you were enjoying yourself. I imagined you sliding your fingers back and forth inside your tight ass.

"Now I am going to put the plug in. I would love to make myself cum, but I would not want to be late for class. Okay, first I will apply a little lotion. And then I will spread it around over the smoooooooth red surface. . Now I have the plug positioned where it needs to be. Are you ready for me to slide it up into my asshole."

"Oh yes, slide it in. Use it to stretch your asshole."

I listened as you pushed it inside. I heard you hold your breath as it pushed aside your flesh and lodged itself within you. I imagined you licking your lips in that terribly seductive way you have, your tongue curling inside your mouth as you savored the sensations emanating from your stretched asshole.

"I have to go. Can't be late for class. Bye." The phone clicked and you were gone.

A little later I was in class. The room had filled with students but you had not arrived yet. I looked up and see you standing in the doorway. I don't know how long you had been standing there, but I realized that you were waiting until you had my attention before you entered. Oh, you are such a tease—and I love you for it!

I watched as you walked across the room to your seat in the front row. I looked to see if I could detect any change in your stride, but I could not. You sat with a flourish, but your plaid school girls skirt concealed the secrets hidden underneath.

I hurried through my lecture, because I could hardly wait to share my next surprise with you. The class finally ended, and you joined me at the lectern. Once the last student had left the room, you stepped closer and turned so that your back was to the door. You took my hand and slid it beneath your skirt. I cupped your pussy with my open hand and your juices wet my palm. With my fingertips I could feel the lip of the plug that was embedded in your ass. I trailed my fingers between your damp pussy lips as I withdraw my hand.

"Come with me."

You followed without question as I led you to a conference room at the end of the hall. I had a Power Point projector in place at the end of the table opposite the screen. There were three empty chairs on each side of the table in addition to our seats behind the projector. You looked at me quizzically, but I did not respond.

Within a couple minutes, our first guest arrived. I motioned for him to take a seat, but I did not introduce him to you. Soon all six of the available seats were filled with anonymous men. A few were young, obviously students, while others were older and likely professors. I motioned for you to sit down.

"Thank you all for coming. As I said in my email, I need your help evaluating a new presentation I have prepared. Please speak up and tell me what you think of both the subject and presentation as I move through the images," I said as I started the projector.

I turned off the lights and sat down beside you as the first image was projected on the screen. I felt your hand squeeze my arm as you realized that you were the subject of this presentation. There on the screen was the first shot in the set of pictures I took the last time we were together.

The projector moved quickly through images showing you unbuttoning your blouse as you looked directly toward the camera. In one series of images you removed your blouse and tossed it aside. In another shot you slipped one hand inside your bra and clutched your full breast. It was apparent that you were pinching your nipple behind the fabric covering. Your tongue peeked out behind your lips in the final image of this series.

In the next image you were sitting on the sofa with your legs spread apart. Streaks of moisture were apparent in the crotch of your tan panties. You slipped your hand down inside them and caressed your damp pussy. The outline of your fingers traced your toying with your clit and the teasing of your swollen lips.

I paused the projector. "Any comments?"

"Damn, she is gorgeous."

"Let's see what's beneath those panties. Is her pussy shaved?"

"Answer him," I said to you.

"Yes, it is shaved," you replied with a slight quiver in your voice.

The projector moved onward through the images. As your tongue played over your lips, you unfastened your bra. You moved your hands behind the fabric and grasped your breasts before shrugging your bra off of your shoulders. You pinched your nipples between your fingers and stretched them toward the camera. The men around the table began to adjust their positions as your actions began to impact their rising cocks in the way I had anticipated.

On the screen you removed your hands and exposed your breasts for the first time as you unfastened your skirt. A series of images caught the bright fabric as it drifted through the air toward the camera where you had tossed it.

In the images that followed in quick succession, you turned to the nearby end table and picked up an electric vibrator that I had placed there for your use. You placed the vibrator head against the wet fabric that hid your pussy. The expression on your face in the following pictures showed how much you were enjoying the sensations stirring in your pussy.

In the next series, the vibrator was gone and you were attaching nipple clips to each of your nipples. The pain from the tight clips flitted across your face in one of the pictures where you were tightening the fitting screw. With the weighted chain that connected the clips dangling between your legs, you removed your panties.

Some of the men around the table shuffled in their seats as your bare pussy appeared fully exposed on the screen. With your legs spread wide we watched as images showed you slipping the black weight at the end of the chain inside your pussy. It was obvious from the pictures that you were open and lubricated, since the weight slide easily inside you.

"So what do you think?" I asked.

"Incredible," came the reply from one of the older men.

"Is it okay if I eat it here, or should I get it for carry out?" said one of the younger men. This elicited hardy laughter from all the men.

You shifted in your seat beside me. I thought at first it was because their comments were making you uncomfortable, but that turned out not to be the case at all. In the dim light provided by the projector, I could see that your hand was up under your skirt. Obviously, this public viewing was having the desired impact on you.

With your nipples clipped and the weight tucked inside your pussy, you picked up the vibrator to pick up where you left off. In a close up I took as you applied the vibrator's head to your clit, it was apparent that the chain was stretched tight across the hard nub peeking out from its protective hood.

As we watched the images flash across the screen, the look on your face clearly showed the pleasure you were deriving from the combination of nipple clips, the chain digging into your clit, the weight inside your pussy pressed against your G-spot, and the vibrator. Your mouth was open with your tongue curled inside. Your eyes were closed, and your facial muscles were contorted with pleasure/pain. As I recalled the sounds you made as I shot this particular set of photos, I noticed that you were no longer sitting silently beside me. With your hand moving suggestively beneath your skirt, you issued a series of subdued grunts as your impending climax jangled your body's nerve ending. Just as in the images now appearing on the screen, your eyes were closed, your head was back, and your mouth was open. Clearly you were on the verge of cumming.

The men around the table sat breathless as they saw the images on the screen showing what was clearly a powerful orgasm coursing through your body. These were amazingly beautiful images showing your complete surrender to your body's need for release. The images of your intense climax were among the most beautiful I have ever seen.

But the attention of the men soon was diverted from photographic images to reality. Despite your attempts to the contrary, you were becoming more and more vocal as your impending orgasm approached. All six men turned toward you in unison to see what was taking place behind them.

Although your lower body was hidden from them by the table, they could clearly see the motion of your arm as you violently manipulated your clit. With your eyes closed and your head thrown back, it was immediately clear to them that you were about to cum. You were moving your ass rapidly on your chair's seat to mock the movements of a hard fuck as your fingers found the perfect caress of your swollen clit to cause your body to erupt in a mind-shattering orgasm. Your gasps and grunts filled the room as your body quivered and convulsed with release. Your head rolled from side to side as sounds of your orgasm filled the room. Your audience sat spellbound as your face contorted involuntarily as tremors of total ecstasy swept repeatedly through your body.

As the last wave of pleasure swept over you, your hand stopped moving and you lowered your ass back onto the seat of your chair. For a moment, you kept your eyes closed as you savored the last tremors of your climax. You worked to return your breathing to normal for a moment without thinking about where you were.

As if suddenly remembering where you were, you opened your eyes and saw that you were being watched by the men who had just seen and heard your tremulous release. Your face turned deep red and you tried to stand up, as if to flee, but I placed my hand on your arm and restrained you. You sat back down, but you looked down at your lap instead of into the faces of our guests.

"So, what did you think of my presentation," I asked them, smiling.

"Spell-binding," one of them replied, "and the climax was outstanding." We all laughed.

"Well, thank you for coming. Now Shadow and I have some business to take care of."

With that, the men stood and filed from the room, each with an obvious bulge in his pants. I noticed that those bulges did not escape your notice.

As the last man moved toward the door, I spoke to him

"Jim, close the door and join us over here."

TO BE CONTINUED