Ok Tabitha fans, this is the fourth/final story. I hope you are all caught up with the events until now. If not, I'm afraid you'll have to go back and read Tabitha's previous tales. There will most likely be more stories featuring her as well. I had fun writing this series and hope you have enjoyed it all. Sorry about the problem with the first story, I was told that the tech guys are looking into the issue.
Without further ado... Everyone in the story below is above the age of eighteen.
For my muse!
Tabitha: Teacher's Pets 4
I know what you're thinking, I'm an awful person for making Bree do what she did, right? Well let me tell you about Miss. Perfect! Bree was a mean cheerleader! She has made more girls than I even know about, cry or submit to her, or both. Mistress Jennings said she had it coming for a while now. Karma does work in mysterious ways! I am hoping my karma does not bite me on my ass. My mistress also assigned me a task!
The very next morning I texted Bree. I informed her I was no longer her mistress. I released her on the condition that she submit to her mother and become her pet! I included that the mistress and I would be checking her progress with interest. I also text Beth giving her needed information that would guarantee her domination of Bree. That completed the task set for me by my mistress.
I received no response from Bree, but expected her compliance. I knew that Bree still had three pets of her own. I had no intention of taking the ones that had left her. However I didn't have any problem taking them all.
Speaking of taking, I have had Tara on my mind big time! I've had some pretty intense flashbacks from the night I gave her to my mistress so she could become her pet. I wasn't sure if I was cut out to be a mistress. The power is a hell of a rush and yes, it turns me on; but being the submissive is also a turn on. Ordered to do what you desired but were always too shy to do. I knew I wanted Tara for myself.
Remembering how her glistening taut skin would shine. So hot as she dove into the pool of lesbian submission. Her pure look and innocent act worked perfectly together. That's it I wanted her, but not as a pet! I was drawn to her, finding her flesh so appealing, her body and mind sexy and seductive! I quietly wished for her to feel the way I did, for her. I cared for her.
Meanwhile Danielle and I were expected at the Dean's house this morning. I had lied to the dean telling her that we were doing services as part of a church function, to help people in our community. The dean bought it hook, line and sinker.
I told my pet to dress overly slutty, show lots of leg, midriff and cleavage, without getting arrested. I did the same while I worked out the seduction of our dean in my head. I wanted tonight to be remembered, a highlight of my first steps into the world of women...who loved women. Plus I have had the hots for the dean from the first time I met her.
Danielle did not disappoint, Wow! Her look made me wet all by itself! Smoldering seduction, amplified by using a bit more make-up. Finishing it off by wearing an outfit that stole the literal definition of provocative. My panties flooded. Already putting me in heat and the day had just started. Although Danielle's car wasn't as nice as Tara's, the G.T.O had a vibration that would shake your fillings loose.
The way Danielle carried herself invited you to touch her. Flashing naughty bits if she bent just right or lifted a leg too high. She told me she waxed today and about the pleasure she felt during the process. Eventually confessing to going home and fucking herself with the biggest dildo she owned after she got home. I wondered how many dildos she had.
I laughed a bit and told her about my identical experience. Her hand looked so tiny as it made its way up my stocking thigh. I twitched a bit when her exploring fingers touched my wet panties. Her smile was sexy and her glossed lips drew me in. We explored each other's mouths for a while. Danielle was a good kisser, I hope she liked mine as well. She was getting me hot. I pulled away and said we should get going. So with a rev of the engine and a shift of the gear, we were off. I loved the way the car purred, feeling the vibration of the motor in my pussy. Wow, I knew then why Danielle always looked like she was recently satisfied. Then I convinced myself that the car passed everything but a gas station. Danielle drove like she stole the car so we made record time getting to the dean's house. She provided us with her address the last time we visited. Her house was on the outside of town, on a large plot of land. The house was well taken care of as was the land. I thought the house was too large for one person. I would hate to clean it every week.
Standing outside her door after we parked and knocked I became nervous. Danielle gave me a similar look. As the door opened I snapped into character. The beauty on the other side of the door was not the dean.
"May I help you?" The young lady asked.
"Hi! I'm Tabitha and this is Danielle. We are here to help the dean...." I started.
"Hi ladies! I expected you a bit later but I'm glad you're here." The dean said as she appeared, interrupting me.
After inviting us inside to her living room. We were shown a seat that I was happy to take. Danielle sat on my right and the mystery girl sat on my left. The dean sat in the lazy boy on the left of the couch we occupied.
"Girls, this is the daughter of a good friend of mine. Her mom is out of town on business and wanted Cheri here to stay with me. She is nineteen and a freshman this year at our school.
