Sams Cocktease Therapy Pt 05

Vivi had sent Sam on his way with a bunch of her homework assignments for the week to do for her, but she had also given him something else - a serious erection! It throbbed in his pants from the deliciously stimulating attentions of this sexy-hot girl. Not only that, but his head was simply spinning from the outrageously direct way she had confronted him about his obvious fascination with her...

She was quite confident about it, cocky even as she declared that she had purposely turned him on and attracted him to her, and that she had done it intentionally. She announced that she was a tease, that she just loved to dress up sexy and show herself off to get attention.

The best part was that it was all done just to get him to do whatever she wanted. But despite her self-confidence, she also managed to assert these things with a touch of gentle femininity and sweetness, and he was just stunned at her seductive style.

All during the week he simply could not stop thinking about her. As he worked on her assignments, on top of all his own schoolwork, he couldn't help but wonder what the hell he had gotten himself into!

Monday night he was up late doing both sets of homework, but of course he had done HER work first before moving on to his own. By the end of the evening he definitely found himself questioning whether it would be worth it to help her, but as he got ready for bed he heard his phone's text message notification making its chiming sound...

Picking it up, he saw a message from her saying, "Was my Sammie a good boy tonight?" Of course, accompanying it was a picture of her, and when he saw it his eyes popped and he instantly started breathing heavily.

She was still in that same stunning outfit she had worn for him at her place, but the picture was taken from the angle of someone sitting behind her on the floor. She was standing up and facing away from the camera with her upper body turned to the side, just enough to allow her to turn her head to glance back at the camera. Her gorgeous mane of long blonde hair was falling down over one shoulder in fluffy waves onto one side of her back, looking incredibly thick and silky.

As his eyes dropped down to the lower half of her body, he saw that she was posing with her long legs straight, spread apart in a big upside-down V. Those same delectable shiny black thigh-high spike-heeled boots she wore when they were together were fully on display. Sam's eyes inspected every inch of them, and as his gaze moved up higher over her, things just got better and better.

Her tight, shiny black miniskirt had been hiked way up, a little less than halfway up her bare butt, leaving a good portion of her plump and round ass cheeks exposed. Any higher and he would have been able to see her panties, but she had positioned the skirt just right to be sure that wouldn't happen in this particular pic...

As he kept moving upwards he realized she had taken off that lovely white angora sweater, and now he could see her bare back, covered only by the strap of a shiny black bikini top that was clearly a matched piece to her miniskirt and boots. The black strap was tied in a bow, and since she was turned away from him he couldn't see her front, so he could only imagine how her fabulous breasts looked in it...

Gone was the innocent feminine appeal of the white furry angora, replaced by a more revealing but also aggressive and dominant-looking appearance of the thin black bikini strap matching the skirt and boots. Needless to say, Sam's cock sprang to attention as his question about whether it was worth it to help her was suddenly answered!

The simple switch from her white angora covered braless breasts to a barely there shiny black bikini top made her look so different...he was stunned at how much more powerful she looked. His head went dizzy as he imagined what other little detail changes she might add to her outfit...and even though she was just showing off for him so far, his mind went wild with thoughts of what kinds of little activities she might share with him the next time he saw her.

This outfit was definitely kinkier than anything he had ever seen her wear to class (certainly even SHE wouldn't wear something that naughty there), and he immediately wondered if she was some kind of Dominatrix or something in her spare time...

Sam's hand mindlessly fell to his crotch and he began squeezing his dick in his pants, and he was just about to take it out and start playing with himself when another message notification chime came in, and he was stunned when he read it. It said, "No strokies, you naughty boy!"

His face flushed with embarrassment as he realized she knew full well what he was about to do. Indeed, she was the cause of it and she had done it on purpose! First she flaunted herself like that to turn him on and then she had forbidden him from touching himself - it was simply unreal. Sam took his hand away from his crotch without hesitation, feeling her control over him asserting itself despite the fact that she wasn't even there! Wow, this girl was just blowing his mind...

So instead of jerking off like he planned, he just went to bed with a hardon that refused to subside as he kept the images of Vivi all sexed up in that outfit bouncing around his mind. He imagined what it would be like to be with her dressed like that, to watch her strut around in that kinky attire, and images flashed in his mind of other erotic things that he had never imagined before...

It took him a while to fall asleep, especially as he thought about how she was already dressed so sexy when she had invited him over her place, but now she was showing him there was still even more where that came from!

As the week progressed, Sam emailed Vivi's completed assignments back to her without any acknowledgement from her at first, but later each night he received a suggestive text from her along with another pic. And the messages came without even a single word thanking him for his work. Instead, she just told him "NO stroking, sugar" or "NO touchies, baby" or other little variations on that simple instruction.

It seemed that she knew what he had been doing as he thought about her during the school year so far. She knew he'd been playing with himself and thinking about her! She also knew he'd be doing it now that she was teasing him up close and personal, and she had decided to put a stop to it. So to have her showing off for him like that but telling him not to play with himself was pure torture!

But still...Sam obeyed her. At first he thought he would just jerk off anyway, but he feared she would find out somehow. And besides - for some reason he actually wanted to do what she said...her power over him was quite intoxicating and he desperately wanted to please her, especially with all the implications of sexual treats and rewards she was seeming to offer.

As the week passed and he continued to deny himself sexual release, Sam found himself getting more and more horny, and the pics Vivi sent each night were driving him absolutely wild. It was as though she was dressing up just for him, sexier and sexier each night, and sharing with him what she looked like, just to turn him on.

And her attire was all based on that same outfit she had worn for him at her place, but it was slowly being enhanced and embellished little by little, with progressively sexier details.

First the pretty white angora sweater was replaced by the black bikini top, but then the little miniskirt that she wore was replaced with a pair of teency tiny booty shorts that barely covered even half of her ass. Sam absolutely drooled as she posed for him with half of her plump firm ass cheeks hanging out in almost the same pose as before, posed with her legs straight and spread apart, facing away from the camera. Oh my god did her ass look good...

And of course, the picture was still taken from the angle of someone sitting on the floor. Boy was THAT suggestive, and again his mind began to wonder what it would be like to be seated behind her and beneath her like that...

In the middle of the week a new pic came in with Vivi facing the camera and only the upper half of her body showing. Sam did a double take when he saw the black vinyl push-up bikini top lifting her perfect tits up and pushing them together, but now she was also wearing a black fishnet top over it. The suggestive look of the fishnet was such a perfect enhancement, because the black color held some very powerful symbolism with it.

And the best part was that he could see right through it to that sexy bikini top holding up those fabulous tits of hers...oh wow this outfit was really getting him hot!

Finally, on Friday night, after Sam had successfully completed all her homework assignments for the week, a final pic came in with some simply delicious additions to her dominant getup. She had put on some kinky-looking studded wrist cuffs, a studded black vinyl collar, and a black belt with metal O-rings all over it. There were even some threatening looking bondage toys dangling from it - handcuffs and a couple other goodies. Suddenly the look was quite powerful and dominant, and Sam couldn't help but wonder once more if perhaps she had experience in this area...

She was facing the camera again, but this shot was from a little farther away so he could see her whole body. One quick look up and down that figure of hers, dressed the way she was, had his heart pounding with excitement. And she was smiling broadly, licking her lips like she was simply going to eat him alive. She also had her hands on her hips, a very powerful-looking pose to be sure, and his eyes danced over all the fantastic details of this full-on Dominatrix getup.

There was also a short-length riding crop dangling from her hip...oh my god, what was going to happen to him, he thought! Part of him was petrified, but he was undeniably turned on too and it was impossible to deny that fact.

And then the text notification went off again, and a simple message from her said, "Come here, now." An address followed immediately after it. Sam couldn't control his excitement as he drank in the visual appeal of her image, but there was also an element of fear that shook him to the core. He had never experienced such conflicted feelings before, but his cock got hard instantly, a tell-tale sign of something he was slowly learning about himself.

As he looked more closely at the address he noticed it was a classy lounge right next door to her high-rise apartment building. Like the last time she had summoned him, he practically crashed his car several times rushing over there!

He walked in and saw what a nice place it was, quite elegant looking, and he was immediately greeted by a gorgeous, voluptuous brunette hostess. She welcomed him and called him by name, which surprised him but he immediately realized that she must know Vivi, and that she must have been informed that he would be arriving. The curvy hostess led him to the bar where a beautiful blonde bartender took his drink order with a knowing smile on her face.

No sooner had he started to take a sip of his drink than another message came in from Vivi. "Wait there", it said. His heart pounded as he saw another pic of her in the same outfit, and this one was a close up of her upper body again, but this time she was pushing her breasts together with her arms, and the cleavage spilling out of that black pushup bra under the tight fishnet top was mind-blowing. And her juicy wet lips were pouted at him, as though she was blowing him a kiss...

He looked up from his phone and saw that the hot bartender was staring at him with a big smile on her face, and his eyes couldn't escape hers as she said calmly, "You'd better do what she says tonight if you know what's good for you!" And she laughed a little, as though this whole thing was one big setup. Which...it was...

And then she went about her business, ignoring him as she went around the bar, setting herself up for the night, checking the bottles, wiping off the surfaces, etc. Sam just stared at her...she was quite attractive, with big blue eyes and lovely, straight waist-length hair, and she was clearly dressed to tantalize male patrons in a sheer low-cut blouse and tight shorts. Every once in a while she'd glance at him and he'd look away, but every time she looked back at him he was checking her out again...

After about 20 minutes of nervous waiting, the door to the lounge opened and in walked Vivi. Sam's eyes instantly locked on her and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Her makeup was simply stunning, very dramatic and so expertly applied she almost looked like a different person. She strode toward him with a supreme confidence, holding his gaze almost magnetically, and Sam could see without even looking downward that she had on those shiny black kinky-looking boots from last weekend and in her pics. The click-click-clicking of her spike heels on the wood floor served to further ensnare his senses...

She wore a beautiful white fox three-quarter length jacket that covered her body down to the tops of her boots, so he couldn't tell what she was wearing underneath. He figured she would be wearing some of the attire she had showed off for him during the week, but he couldn't wait to find out and be sure. She glared at him without smiling as she got closer and simply turned away from him, lifting her hair to one side, turning her head back toward him and saying, "Help me".

She stayed a step or two away from him, presenting a fabulous view of her body from behind as she casually slid the gorgeous designer jacket off her shoulders. She wiggled it down her arms as she tossed her long wavy blonde hair to one side, and Sam somehow knew what to do as he jumped up off his stool just in time to catch it as it fell off her.

Sam simply could not believe what he saw as he checked her out, because sure enough, there she was, in the flesh, in that very same Dominatrix-style outfit she had flaunted for him in her pics. The boots, the tiny little booty shorts barely covering her ass, the aggressive looking accessories (collar, wrist cuffs, studded belt) were all there, but covering her chest was that same angelic fluffy white angora sweater from last weekend.

He couldn't believe she was out in public dressed like that, but the elegant fur had covered the naughtier and more revealing details of her outfit. Plus, this lounge they were in seemed to be a safe and familiar place for her...

"Good boy", she said matter-of-factly, still not looking at him as she sat down on a stool next to him. He cradled the sexy fur in his arms, letting it rest in his lap as he sat back down and feasted his eyes on her. His cock was already completely erect, uncomfortably bent in half in his pants. And the way she was ignoring him while addressing him, wow, it really had him hanging on a string just waiting for even the littlest bit of attention from her!

After seeing her in her dominant-looking outfit in the pics she had been sending him, Sam was absolutely feasting his eyes on her, sitting there right before his eyes. Again he was dazzled by the contrast between the wicked shiny black vinyl of her boots and the lovely, innocent feminine furriness of her pretty white angora sweater. The difference now was that Sam knew what she might be wearing underneath it, and he was just dying to see for himself...

He opened his mouth to speak, but she lifted her crimson-nailed finger to his lips and shushed him abruptly, "Shhh!" She was so incredibly powerful looking, and she still hadn't cracked even a slight smile at him, it felt so natural to do what she wanted. She looked so unbelievably intimidating, and Sam dared not do or say anything that would disobey her aura of superiority, so he just fell completely silent.

She ordered a drink and the bartender just looked at him after she served it to Vivi. He knew what that meant so he paid for it without hesitation, somehow feeling it was his place to do so as he nervously fumbled over his credit card. His fingers trembled as he signed the bill and left a very generous tip for the sexy blonde server. She winked at him, smirking as though she knew what was about to happen, like it had all happened before...

Vivi took a sip of her drink, still not paying any attention to him at all as she pulled out a small compact and started fussing over herself, fluffing up her hair and adding some shiny gloss to her perfectly painted red lips. She didn't say a word to him, but was purposely putting on quite a show right there before his eyes. He watched her intently, his eyes darting from one luscious aspect of her feminine appearance to another as she crossed one sexy boot over the other and slowly bounced it up and down.

The act of watching her paint her big red lips was particularly erotic, and she did it slowly and sensuously, coating them with shiny gloss until they were simply dripping wet. Sam's breath quickened as he watched her intensely erotic show...

After that little display, she put the lip gloss back in her small purse and Sam's gaze moved slowly down her curvy body. Again he absorbed the appearance of little details of her attire and then he focused on that sexy boot for a minute. He was simply mesmerized as he watched her dangle the spike heel up and down methodically.

Soon he found himself looking upward again, moving slowly up over every shiny inch of those kinky boots, then back up over the rest of her body, and his eyes popped as he watched her pluck at her soft sweater a bit too, adjusting it to her liking.

After she was satisfied with her appearance, she began chatting up the bartender, and it instantly became clear that the two of them were close friends as they proceeded to have girl talk while completely ignoring Sam, talking to each other like he wasn't even there. Of course, an important topic of conversation was Vivi's outfit, and Sam watched in fascination as Vivi showed off her attire for her sexy friend, standing up and posing for her as the pretty girl oohed and aahed at all the scrumptious details.

As sexy as Vivi looked in this getup in the pics she sent, she looked even better in person, especially with the heavily applied almost gothy-looking makeup. She looked almost like a vampire - so aggressive, so potent and powerful, and needless to say, Sam had already gotten quite aroused. His cock was throbbing in his pants and he was immediately feeling the effects of having denied himself sexual release all week long - because Vivi had told him to!

Sitting next to her in person was simply beyond belief, and he continued to marvel at every little detail of her as she casually flirted with the sexy bartender, toying with her hair, squirming in her seat, bouncing that sexy boot up and down.

There was something about the way she was flaunting her charms for him but ignoring him at the same time that was particularly intoxicating. It was just like she was in class, but this time she was sitting right there beside him, and he knew the whole thing was being done for the sole purpose of tantalizing him and wrapping him completely around her little finger. And he just loved it!

Suddenly she reached out with one boot and rubbed it gently along the bottom of Sam's leg, beginning her physical contact with him. Then she began suggestively touching him with the toe of her boot, bouncing it up against his leg as though she was kicking him very gently, and then rubbing him to make it better. Poke-poke, rub-rub-rub went that kinky boot on his ankle, and this simple stimulation had Sam completely reeling. The casual but also somehow aggressive touch from this dazzlingly dominant-looking sex kitten was driving him completely out of his mind!

Of course she was still ignoring him completely, and he just sat there and let her stimulate him as she continued to talk to the bartender. He watched as the two of them talked about their day, shopping, their boyfriends and other things. Sam still had Vivi's fur on his lap, and he had absent-mindedly started rubbing it up against the bulge in his pants without even realizing it. Vivi glanced down and noticed him doing it, and she caught his eye, glaring at him with a slight smirk as she reached out and took the fur away from him abruptly, still without saying a word. Suddenly his hardon was exposed, bulging in a state of obvious arousal inside his pants.