Jackie rolled out of bed in Monday feeling fresh considering the hour. 05:30 was a time she had picked originally, but like it or not it was a rule now. It made her feel good to wake up with it. Next she made her bed, Bother ad hoc rule she had been given by Alice, letting the morning routine fill her with pride.
Walking to her significantly emptier clothing drawers she pulled out a sports bra and a vest top. Looking at her options she then opted for compression shorts and a pair of running shorts over them. Since Alice had reduced her panties down to thongs or skimpier she had been struggling with chafing on her morning jogs. Better to go without she decided.
She dressed except for her shoes and socks, then sent Alice a Selfie. "My Outfit Ma'am"
Waiting a few moments, she wasn't disappointed. "That's acceptable, good girl." was Alice's reply.
Her heart was lifted from the praise, and she felt ready to take on the world as she stepped out of her door, stepping into her sneakers. Even the small rule of no shoes in her room was a delight to follow.
Once outside, Jackie found a steady rhythm and her mind began to wander. All she had thought about last night masturbating in front of Alice. How humiliating it was, how hard it had been, how good it felt. It had started as an internal conflict on whether she should have, but now this morning all she was left with was a burning need for more. She was now flushed red, not from her run, but from the humiliation of the new realization...
She started to fantasize about masturbating next time Alice visited, how she could be in bed and pretend to not have seen her. How Alice would come over and take her hand again, their eyes locking before Alice resumed watching. Watching for an eternity as Jackie squirmed and held back from cumming, until she whispered in her ear "Cum for me".
Despite this being a daydream. Jackie's whole body shuddered. Was she this much of a slut before, or was it Alice's influence; and why did she enjoy it does much?
She rounded the corner towards home and tried to concentrate on keeping her pace until the end. Drenched with sweat, she couldn't help but notice another wetness, between her thighs, further adding to her internal humiliation.
She walked up the stairs, removed her shoes, entered her room, threw her clothes down and headed straight for the shower. Her hands on her body feeling electric. Lingering more than necessary around her glistening pussy...
Alice entered the room and heard moaning from the shower. Grinning to herself she looked around. Her eyes instantly drawn to the pile of discarded clothes. As she picked them up she couldn't help but notice the rather wet crotch of the compression shorts. She broke into another self-satisfied smile.
Walking to Jackie's drawers. She hunted out and made a pile of all the compression shorts. Making a nest pile just in time for Jackie to enter the room. Her stunning naked body giving Alice pause before she began what she had planned to say. "You've ruined these shorts on you run horny girl..." she began. "I'm confiscating the rest, so they don't suffer the same fate."
Jackie's whole body flushed again. Her pussy felt like it may have even twitched. Alice had called her out on her arousal for one, but secondly she had taken away the last semblance of underwear she could wear during a run. She'd have to just wear her shorts and the thought made her wetter still.
"Yes Ma'am. Thank You"
Alice smiled "Let's get you dressed."
Jackie smiled in return.
She dressed Jackie in a sweater, with no bra, a thong, jeans and sensible wedged heels. As Jackie left she felt like she'd got off lightly, despite her rather exposed feeling tits.
They chatted for a while, then Jackie headed out early to walk to class. She wanted to enjoy the fresh morning.
Walking to class she started to mull over her new rules. Her Uniform wasn't really new, but it was embarrassing to think about, her dildo was still fixed to her chair a permanent tribute to her "submission?". Then there were the new rule for lessons, she had to be plugged. "Fuck!!" the plug!
She didn't have it. Jackie yanked off her heels, turned round a raced back to her room. Clattering up the stairs, she raced into her room, found the plug and slammed the door behind her.
All the time Jackie had gained by setting off early had gone, meaning she had to maintain her jogging pace all the way back to campus. Ducking into the first bathroom she found, slightly out of breath. She locked herself in a stall pulled her jeans and panties down around her thighs and fished in her bag for her plug and some lube. The plug came to hand easily, it was her largest and favourite one, she picked it because it was a comfortable silicone number and it was the first one to hand. With the time pressure now, she slightly regretted the choice.
As Jackie continued to rummage in her bag, panic rose. She didn't have lubed with her! What could she do, she could go to class now, be on time and not wear the plug, but that would be breaking a rule! If she went home for lube she'd miss half the class, and she wanted a good grade in math. She loved the subject already, but she also really wanted to impress the Professor. She was so passionate and engaging.
Reaching between her legs she found the only solution she could live with. Without any more thought, her fingers delved deep into her already moist pussy, clawing for her g spot, wanting to soak her hand in the juices she knew would come. She worked hard as the minutes ticked by, someone entered the bathroom, and she was conscious of the wet noise that he was starting to make, she tried to hold her nerve and continued as quietly as possible. Just as they were leaving she decided her hand felt wet enough...
Up until now, she had been standing with an arched back and using the cistern to support her weight on one hand. She now realised she would need both hands to be wet. Pulling her jeans round her ankles she dropped to her knees. Her head dropping to the floor and her forehead met the cold hard floor.
Trying to push the humiliation to the back of her mind, Jackie moved her wet hand to her fully presented asshole. Immediately replacing it with her off hand to utilize her wet hole for more lubricant. Now practically naked from the waist down on her knees in the bathroom, Jackie was fingering her ass and her pussy simultaneously. She felt like a total whore. This just served to further fuel her arousal.
Her second hand was soon as soaked with her own grool as the first. Pulling the plug out with her newly slickened hand she coated it as good as possible. Before reaching behind her and beginning to ease it in. At this point, she couldn't help herself, swapping her clean hand back to her pussy, she began to rub her clit, working her fingers round in a tantalizing rhythm. She was properly sweating now, between her jog and writhing in the bathroom floor she was a mess. Her simple sweater starting to cling to her more than she'd like.
Minutes passed and just as Jackie felt her ass loosen enough for the plug, she felt an orgasm building deep within her. She knew she couldn't cum, but quickened her pace anyway, sliding the plug fully in just as she reached a hard edge, a long guttural moan escaping her without notice. As she tried to pull herself back together and dress she said a silent prayer that no one was around to hear her animalistic cry.
Remembering a final rule (No panties whilst wearing a plug), She pulled her jeans off and her thong followed. Then she wrestled them back on, followed by her wedges and rushed out of the stall, pausing only to wash her hands of quickly.
She walked out into a thankfully empty hallway and set off at a brusque pace for class. Bursting in the door to see everyone taking their seats. Despite technically being in time, all heads turned to look at the girl who had just barged in the room. Already red, Jackie's skin began to glow with embarrassment as she walked shyly to an empty row. She didn't want to be net anyone, she almost certainly stank of sex.
Jackie tried hard to concentrate on class, but her mind kept pulling her back to the bathroom stall. Was this too much, she's been reduced to a horny wreck even without Alice's direct intervention, or was this exactly what she needed. Something to keep her motivated through each day. She forced it to the back of her mind for later...
Having managed to Focus up for the remainder of her math class, Jackie was keen to leave and clean herself up somewhat before her next class. She only had five minutes, so needed to hurry.
"One moment Jackie" hearing Miss Carlson's voice stopped Jackie in her tracks, something that would have made her happy most days now filled her with dread. She turned and slowly approached the desk, trying to keep a distance, so that the Professor she admired didn't smell her sex, or see her protruding nipples through her sweater.
"It's not like you to be late to class. Is everything OK?" her voice was filled with genuine concern which filled Jackie with guilt, if only she knew. She began to flush.
"N.. No Ma'am, I just had a hectic morning."
Ms. Carlson didn't look convinced. "And you usually sit at the front of my class, you were way in back today. Are you still enjoying math?"
Jackie was distraught. She loved math! She didn't realise that Ms. Carlson even knew her by name and now she was finding out by being admonished. She felt terrible.
"No Ma'am, I love your classes, It won't happen again." Jackie could feel herself reddening with shame.
"Good. I'd like you to be punctual t the least going forward. I think you will do well as long as you focus."
Jackie was elated despite the situation. "Yes, of course. Thank you, Ma'am!" she said more enthusiastically than she meant to.
"OK, on you go" Miss Carlson gave Jackie her leave and went back to her work.
Pulling out her phone Jackie tapped out a message as she strode out to her next class. "Can we please add it to the rules that I am never late for class and always sit at the front of Ms. Carlson's class?"
Alice pondered the new development. "Of course, do you like Ms. Carlson?" she didn't remember the Professor being especially attractive.
