Chapter 02 A European Queen

Chapter Two

Let the lessons Begin

"Is she always so curt?" Corrine asked still having a smirk on her face. And then continued not to wait for a reply. "So, you think I'm cute and you want to spank me. All you had to do was ask, .......Maddie darling," Corrine dragged out her name slowly and she hoped as sexually as she could, using her given name for the very first time. She had no idea what fine line she was walking.

Madeleine Osborne smiled at her, "You are so smug young lady, you have no idea what is waiting for you," Madeleine Osborne stood up and leaned forward over the study table, the palms of her hands flat on the table and her arms straight. The low-cut dress gave just a hint of what was hidden away and just out of reach. "You think it is all about sex, don't you? As if licking some stranger's pussy, getting them to cum on the end of your tongue is as sexy as it can be. But it is nothing like that," She stated, her eyes boring into Corrine's, not even considering what lay hidden underneath her very drab, cotton T-shirt, decorated with a Pink Floyd graphic of the two flowers just about to mate, black denim jeans, and smart-looking jacket.

"Then if it isn't all about the sex, what else is there? Surely not romance and love," Corrine asked with disdain.

"With love comes the romance, if you are smart and smitten. For me, it is all about control. Seeing someone like yourself giving up total control is going to be a pleasure to witness,"

"Someone like me? What do you mean, smart, cute, sassy, and downright sexy?"

Madeleine Osborne's stare held her fixed to her chair; she was too scared to move. Corrine felt it, it didn't fit well with her.

"Yes, someone like you. Young, gorgeous, sexy, and smug," She answered as she broke the eye contact, smiled at her, wet her lips deliberately, and stood back, resting a hand on her hip.

Corrine stopped and thought for a moment. "Not to you Ms. Osborne?" The question was asked more in the hope of a positive response, than anything else.

"Oh no, definitely not me. They will make you a willing sub to some other Domme, and you will love every waking moment of it. You get the right Mistress, and not only will you be wanting her every moment of every day you are awake, but she will haunt you in your dreams as well," She added as she walked from the study into the kitchen. "Fancy a drink before you leave?"

Corrine looked at her as she exited the study, her backside swayed in the tight red dress she was wearing. Corrine licked her lips once more and sighed. "Yes please," The answer she gave was not only for the drink on offer. She was trying hard not to give away her feelings at that moment. The fact that she was way too late for that, never occurred to her.

Madeleine Osborne knew what she was doing, accentuating the wiggle in her walk, and she knew what young Corrine meant. She found a bottle of Riesling from her fridge and two glasses. "Fancy something to snack on?" She asked from the other room. "I assume you have eaten today?" Again the double entendre to the question was perfectly meant to tease.

Corrine stood up. The moisture in the boy shorts she had taken to wearing, was certain to give her away if Madeleine Osborne came too close.

"What's on offer, to snack on I mean," Corrine shot back. The sexual tension was building nicely she thought to herself.

"I have some savoury biscuits and some vintage Cheddar cheese to go with the wine," She was told from somewhere further away in the house. Corrine heard the distant noises of someone preparing food, she thought. When Madeleine Osborne returned, she was carrying some clothing draped over her arm, a cutting board, a small block of cheese, and a box of 'Shapes' savoury crackers. Putting the cutting board in the centre of the table, she placed the cheese and a simple cheese knife with it. She opened the bottle and poured a full glass of the crisp white wine for Corrine and a half glass for herself. She went and sat next to her and handed her the clothes she had brought with her.

It was a French maid's outfit. A short black and white dress with a solid white pinny, no blouse to cover her chest, and no knickers to cover her pussy.

Corrine laughed as she held it up. "Where's the rest of it?" She asked seriously doing her best not to look too surprised.

"That's it Corrine, that is all you will be wearing," Madeleine Osborne looked at her with a very serious look on her face. "Stay there, I have something else to show you," She got up and disappeared into the adjacent room.

Corrine looked at the outfit once again shook her head, and said to herself, 'There is no way I'll be getting into this, that is for certain'. When Madeleine Osborne returned she held her hands behind her back as if she was hiding something, which she was.

"The hardest part for you, I suspect, will be to wear this," Madeleine Osborne produced a soft leather collar, with the word 'slut' embedded into the one-inch-thick band. On the front of the collar was a stainless-steel loop. Big enough to attach a lead on it if the tutor so chose to do so. The symbol would be lost on most people.

"I'm not wearing that and I'm not a slut. Thank you very much," Corrine had an incredulous look on her face.

"Oh, but you are Corrine. How many girls have you slept with this month?" She was asked. "I am using the word 'slept' as a euphemism for fucking them. Before you answer that, let me just ask you. Can you count them on one hand? Bearing in mind it is only the 17th today," Madeleine Osborne sat back in her chair. She let her dress ride up her legs until the hem was halfway between her knees and thigh. She had removed her high-cut knickers when she got the maid's uniform from her wardrobe. She then proceeded to cross and uncross her legs, ala Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct. She let her lips open in a meaningful way with her gaze now locked onto Corrine's eyes.

Corrine looked, trying hard to accept what she had just seen, or thought she had seen. She was starting to get angry. She swallowed the glass of wine, not sipping it, but rather gulping it down, almost spluttering as she did so. "That's none of your fucking business," Her voice was raised. She pushed a hand through her hair. She glared at her tutor.

"Well, is it 1, 2, 5, or 10, or more?" Madeleine Osborne asked forcefully. "Or have you lost count?"

Corrine closed her jaw tightly, wanting to both storm out and scream at her at the same time. She did neither. "Just because I enjoy a casual sexual liaison now and again, doesn't make me a slut,"

"Doesn't it?" She smiled at her young student.

"My sex life is no business of yours or your kinky girlfriends and if you want me there on Friday night, I'm going to be dressed as I am now," She told her as sternly as she could.

The tutor, pulled her dress down over her knees as she stood up and moved closer. She was standing over her, as Corrine sat in her chair. She then started to slowly raise her dress, looking down at Corrine, she wet her lips, and she continued to raise her dress until it was just about revealing her moist pussy. She stopped.

Corrine had tried to keep looking up into her eyes but she couldn't resist and quickly reached out with her hands, cupped Madeleine's backside, and forced her head under her dress and into her groin.

Madeleine Osborne pushed her backwards by her shoulders and when Corrine looked up in surprise, she slapped her face, hard, almost knocking her out of the chair.

Then in a loud voice with a terse tone, she told her, "A sub doesn't reach out for any Domme before she is told to, understand me Corrine?"

"But I'm not a sub," She said again. This time not as forceful as she had once before. "I'm not into this BDSM bullshit," Her voice was less assertive than it had been. The sting of the slap and the red mark it left told her that there was another side to Ms Osborne that had been well hidden.

"Trust me when I tell you, that you may think you are strong-willed or you may even be strong-willed but you are still submissive. You should accept it and enjoy who you truly are," Madeleine Osborne stepped back and stroked her hair as she gently ran the back of her index finger down her red cheek.

The tingling sensation made Corrine take a deep breath. Madeleine turned around and instructed Corrine to "Unzip me my sub," Corrine hesitated. Uncertain if what she was being told to do was because she wanted this woman or because she was told to do something. With trembling fingers, she tried to take hold of the small zipper. It kept slipping out of her fingers. Then in a gentle and soft voice, Madeleine told her, "Relax sweetie, and do as I say,"

And with that, Corrine took hold of the slippery little zipper and edged it down to the top of Madeleine Osborne's backside. She shook her shoulders forward and the dress fell away from her chest as she let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it.

She stood naked in front of Corrine, except for her heels. Corrine's heart was pounding as her eyes were glued to the 43-year-old raven-haired beauty. Her pubic hair was well trimmed just a landing strip, leading the way to her moist, warm mound. The curtains matched the carpet.

Madeleine placed a finger under Corrine's chin and shut her mouth, she left the finger there and asked the young student. "You like what you see?"

Corrine lifted her eyes to meet her tutor's and gulped, before indicating yes with a slight nodding motion. "Tell me what you are?"

Corrine had a confused look on her face, she thought to herself, 'Am I really submissive'. Madeleine Osborne put more pressure on her chin. "Don't keep a Mistress waiting Corrine,"

Hesitating at first, she tried to drop her chin but the finger kept pushing it up. "Well, I'm waiting," She was told.

"I am a sub," Corrine Myers said quietly for the first time in her life.

Madeleine Osborne laughed out loud. "Good lord, you are no such thing, you are a slut Corrine, ready to fuck anyone who takes your fancy. But you are now MY SLUT," She emphasized the last two words to let it hit home.

"Now on your knees bitch, I need you to taste me and to take me to the mountain top of pleasure,"

And with that command, Corrine went to her knees and waited until Madeleine casually moved to within reach of her. She wet her lips, as she saw how aroused the older woman was. She took in deep breaths and ran her fingertips up the side of the tutor's legs. She opened them further for her and then, rested her hands on Corrine's head, she eased her forward until she made contact. She then held her face in place as she enjoyed the gorgeous young woman's thick strong tongue.

Corrine continued to seek out every little crease, every little flap, and the tender lips of the older woman. Corrine nuzzled her mound and found her taste different but satisfyingly tasteful. She sent her tongue in search of her hidden pearl and quickly found it, bringing it to life from its cover. She teased it, flicking it back and forth on the tip of her tongue. Then she took it between her lips sucking on it and keeping the pressure between her lips, pulling it back and forth. She moaned into Madeleine Osborne's core sending her voice vibrations along her channel into her body. She felt her hair being tugged and pulled, this way and then that way. She liked how it felt. Forceful, to the point of painful. Most times by now her many young lovers were pleading to cum, she heard nothing from the tutor, no moaning, no sighing, and no humping of her face. What was wrong she thought? She was using all of the little techniques she had collected over the past three years.

Madeleine held onto her orgasm longer than she had for such a long time. She didn't want to give this young upstart any sense of satisfaction. When finally she couldn't contain herself any longer she released her pent-up climax and pushed her mound into Corrine's face as her juices flowed from her. She held her there to ensure she captured all of her precious sweet liquids. When she started to recover, she threw Corrine's head away from her and said. "Is that the best you can do? You have much to learn Corrine. Be here at 5.45 on Friday, don't be late and yes, a couple of other things. Firstly, no sex before Friday night. That means by your own doing or anyone else's and wear this," She reached for the collar and threw it in her direction. Corrine was still stunned at being rebuked for her lovemaking. She instinctively caught the leather collar.

"You mean just at college not at home?" She stuttered her words.

"I mean you wear it until I tell you to give it back to me. Understood?"

"I'm not sure I should wear it at home, I mean my mum and dad, you know. They would freak out,"

Madeleine Osborne just looked at her, no sympathy in her tone or on her face. "Twenty-four seven Corrine, this isn't a negotiation,"

She then looked at Corrine as she stood there holding her collar. "If you act like a slut, you will be treated like a slut. Now put it on," Corrine stopped where she was. She looked at the collar and felt it, she ran it through her fingers. It felt smooth, she traced her fingers over the word and looked at it intently. Still uncertain.

The naked Madeleine Osborne walked slowly towards her, she stood in front of her. They were of equal height, she looked into the young woman's eyes and took hold of her hands and the collar. "Maybe if you change your ways, we might be able to change the word to 'Princess' or if you impress the right people on Friday night, you may well end up with something extra special, maybe it would be made of silver and gold,"

She then grabbed Corrine by her hair, turned her head upwards, and kissed her passionately, She let go of her hair but kept hold of the collar. She intended to take it from her. As soon as Corrine felt it move from her grasp she took hold of it, firmly.

She didn't know it but she had approached her Rubicon.

Madeleine Osborne pulled on the collar once more, not wanting her to give it up but wanting Corrine to take that next important step.

She had been watching her closely at college these past months. Not in a creepy way, but kept a casual eye on her and she made it a duty to drink at least once a week in the 'Gay Bar'. Corrine had developed an unenvious reputation amongst the staff but to her friends, she was the gay queen of the college.

Madeleine Osborne had never encouraged any student to cross an inappropriate line. It was not uncommon for the TAFE staff to join the students on a Friday evening for an end-of-week drink. She saw in Corrine the full potential to be an exciting young sub, a sexual toy for herself and her friends. She had hatched her plan while watching her one evening when Corrine seduced a much younger student and kept disappearing with her into the Ladies' conveniences. She smiled to herself as she watched the younger student fall under Corrine's spell, knowing full well she would have her heart broken.

Once again, Madeleine Osborne stepped backward leaving just enough space between them so that Corrine would have to make a decision, either let go of the collar and miss seeing Madeleine Osborne anymore, or take hold of the collar and put it on.

She felt the collar slipping through her fingers, from her hand, and she began to let it slide. The tutor was in no hurry as she slowly let the collar gradually start to move. She smiled at Corrine and wet her lips. It was the most seductive few seconds of the entire evening.

She kept her eyes locked onto Corrine and eased the collar a few millimeters more and just as she was about to get hold of it, Corrine grabbed at it, pulling it from Madeleine Osborne's hands.

The tutor laughed at her and stroked her cheek, which was no longer stinging from the earlier slap. "You've got it now Corrine, what are you going to do with it?

Corrine looked down at it and again let her fingers run over the offensive word. She was going over in her mind the many girls she had been with these past three years. She thought back to that faithful Sunday evening and remembered the feeling she had when she was pushed backwards, how she couldn't stop what was happening to her, how the twins controlled everything that was happening.

The realisation dawned on her, maybe she was a slut now. She never kept count of the number of girls whom she had encounters with. They weren't important. She looked up at her tutor and fumbled with the buckle, she tried to undo it but the clip was unusual she couldn't work out how it came apart. She had to ask for help.

"Ms. Osborne, is this a trick buckle or what? I need you to help me," And she slowly handed it over to the tutor. Madeleine Osborne told the student to turn around as she took hold of the collar and raised it to her neck. She put it on her and fixed it back up.

Madeleine Osborne whispered into her ear, "Don't ever forget that you'll always need my help, no matter where, no matter when. You will always be my sexy young slut," She then nibbled on her ear lobe and nuzzled her neck. Kissing her softly.

She continued talking quietly to her, "Besides a sub never does up her collar, a Mistress always does it for her. Understood?"

"Yes, Ms. Osborne,"

She turned her around, it was a firm fit but not one that would choke her "Whenever you see me in the future, lower your gaze, and do not address me unless I talk to you first. And whenever you meet a Domme you will always address them as Mistress, once they have permitted you to talk,"

Corrine nodded, not sure what to do next. She stood there looking at Madeleine Osborne.

The tutor nodded to her, "Yes, that suits you. Now strip for me I want to send Peggy some photos of you,"

Corrine froze, although not unaccustomed to sharing naked photos of herself, with special friends, it was never done like this, as an order. She hesitated momentarily, then kicked off her heels and removed her jacket. She quickly removed her T-shirt and started to undo her jeans. Madeleine Osborne had stood right back, taking in every little movement. She was enjoying the uncomfortable Corrine Myers.

She watched as the jeans slowly slid down her legs. She cupped her left breast pinched her nipple, and audibly moaned. This time Corrine smiled seeing how aroused her tutor had become, just by her doing a somewhat clumsy striptease. When she got out of her jeans, Madeleine Osborne told her to stop and came up close to her, slid her hand into her boy shorts and cupped her pussy. She felt how aroused she was, she felt her pussy full of hair, not the normally shaved twat that most young girls went for, thinking it was sexy. She let her long slender finger run along her folds and was told. "Don't you dare cum until I tell you?" She then deliberately found her little pearl, it was already awake and in need of some attention, she flicked it with her thumb. Corrine moaned as she did so. She then entered her with two fingers and finding her spot up inside close to where her clitoris would be externally, she applied a little pressure with her thumb as her two fingers massaged her spot. Corrine's climax was beginning to race towards completion. She found it impossible to stop it.

She closed her eyes and came in a heated rush, shaking, instinctively she reached out and grabbed hold of her new Mistress's body to keep from falling over. Madeleine Osborne enjoyed what she witnessed. Corrine on the end of her fingers, shaking coming so quickly.

The tutor took her fingers from inside the young student and offered them to her mouth, Corrine smiled and willingly took the two fingers and sucked greedily on them. After several minutes Madeleine Osborne withdrew them and kissed her.

"You have much to learn that is why you are just a slut right now," She told her. Corrine bent forward to pick up her clothes. "I didn't say you can get dressed,"