Teaching A Domme Ch 04

Author's Disclaimer: All characters depicted are over 18, etc. etc. Enjoy!

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Ashley Jensen looked up into the face of her student Mistress. She knelt there in the woman's apartment naked except for her high heels and the lingering taste of Erica's orgasm still clinging to her lips. The woman who had seduced her and who she had submitted to, the daughter of her ex-Mistress, looked down at her with a lecherous smile.

The eighteen-year-old wore a caricature of teachers' garb with a tight, white button-down shirt, a black pencil skirt, and fishnet hose under black high-heel pumps. Her dark brown hair was pulled up into a bun although it was more disheveled now than when she had first arrived.

The young teacher's heart pounded at the teen's words.

"We have a live stream to do," she had said.

"We?" Ashleigh had asked.

"You didn't think I dressed like this just for you, did you?" the teen replied. "You've been a bad student...and I'm in charge of detention."

Ashleigh was fully aware of Erica's occupation as a webcam girl but she had never considered that the teen would put her in front of the camera. She knew that Erica had software that automatically blurred faces but the thought of displaying her body and, more embarrassingly, her submission to an audience sent confusing chills through her.

"Erica," she started then corrected, "M..Mistress, I...I can't. Not on camera. Please."

Erica got a stern look for a moment looking even more like the disciplinarian she was dressed as. Then her face went soft and she bent over to cup her teacher's cheek in her hand.

"You told me you were going to trust me. I promise I won't get you fired," she said before straightening and putting her hands on her hips. "Besides, you're mine and I want to show you off."

A little squeak escaped the teacher's lips as the words, 'you're mine,' echoed through her consciousness. Her already damp sex clinched and she took in a halting breath.

Erica turned around and paced away down a hallway leaving Ashleigh still kneeling there alone.

"Well, come on," the teen called and the blonde stood up and rushed to find her Mistress.

Around the corner were two doorways on opposite sides of a short hallway that both led to a bedroom although one was somewhat larger and included extra lights along with some streaming equipment. That was where Ashleigh found Erica pulling some items out of a wardrobe. A button-down white shirt, a pleated gray-plaid skirt, and a pair of shiny black dress shoes were thrown on the bed. Moving to a chest of drawers, some white knee-high socks and a red tie with blue and white stripes came next.

Finally, Erica held up the lace panties and bra Ashleigh had been wearing a few days ago, the ones her student Mistress had taken from her. The ones that had been stuffed into Erica's pussy when she climaxed on one of her live streams. These she dangled briefly in the air before throwing them directly to the blonde.

Ashleigh stood there gazing down at the tiny garments in her hands as though she had never seen them before. They were slightly stiff and, the teacher knew, had not been washed. Without thinking about what she was doing, the panties lifted to her nose and she got the distinct whiff of Erica's climax. Instead of revolting her, Ashleigh breathed in deeply while closing her eyes.

Looking over at the bed, it hit her. Erica was dressing her up like a slutty schoolgirl. Another confusing clash of emotions rushed through the young teacher. Surprise, humiliation, and arousal all mixed to make butterflies in her stomach and tingles in more erogenous zones.

"Go ahead, get dressed," Erica said bringing her out of her reverie. "All my followers expect the stream to start in ten minutes."

"Oh, god," Ashleigh mumbled but put on the garments nonetheless.

When she was dressed, she stepped in front of a full-length mirror mounted on the back of the door. Except for the short skirt that she was sure wouldn't be allowed on any campus, she looked like she could be in her final level from anywhere in Britain.

Erica stepped up behind her and rested her hands on the older woman's hips.

"Are you ready for detention, little girl," she teased.

Ashleigh met her student's eyes in the mirror, took a deep breath, and gave a small nod.

"Good. But I need to give you some instructions before we start," Erica began. "First, pay attention to the image of you on the screen. Don't let anything above your lips show. The software will blur your face if you make a mistake, but let's not make it work too hard. Understand?"

The blonde nodded again.

"Second, don't do anything unless I tell you to. No improv," the brunette continued. "I want the patrons to pay for whatever we give them. We're worth it."

She grabbed Ashleigh's shoulders and turned her around.

"You're worth it," Erica reiterated. Ashleigh returned her smile and nodded a third time. "Okay, lastly, I'm Miss Ruby on the stream, got it?"

"Yes, Mis...Miss Ruby," Ashleigh confirmed.

"Gas. Now, you stay right there. I'm going to start the stream. I'll let you know when to join me."

Erica went to the laptop on the desk and double-checked the camera angle before starting the stream and moving to sit on the end of the bed. Ashleigh could just make out the screen. The list of people viewing quickly filled up alongside the view from the camera.

"Hey, my beautiful people!" Erica said to the camera and gave a wave at chest height. "As you can probably see, we're going to be doing something a little different tonight." She paused for effect. "And I have a surprise for you...later!"

She crossed her legs and folded her hands on her knee.

"Have you ever had a crush on one of your teachers?" she continued. "What if she was into you too?"

A finger ran across her bottom lip.

The next several minutes consisted of suggestive poses, flirting with the camera, and unbuttoning a few buttons down her shirt. Finally, she stood up and faced Ashleigh while still talking to her audience.

"But guys, I have someone coming in for detention!" she announced.

Ashleigh could see the comments panel start to fill up with excited emojis and messages. Erica pointed down emphatically at the bed.

"Sit down, young lady," she commanded.

With the reality of stepping in front of the camera just a few steps away, however anonymously, Ashleigh froze. She swallowed hard and tried to steady her breathing.

"Now," Erica demanded and pointed again.

The tone drove straight to the part of her brain trained to obey Mistress Liz, Erica's mother, and Ashleigh rushed into view. She dutifully sat where the brunette pointed.

"Yes, Mist...Miss Ruby," the blonde blurted barely keeping herself from calling Erica 'Mistress.'

Ashleigh looked at the display and made sure that she was only visible from the chin down. What she saw didn't register as being her. The image was flipped from her perspective instead of being like a mirror and the body sitting on the bed looked like a sexy but shy adult student.

At the same time, she noticed the side panel once again filling with questions and emojis, many of them some form of fire. There was a little sense of pride and she allowed herself a grin as she looked up at the stern woman above her. Erica winked but the voice that came from her a moment later was anything but friendly.

"Hold out your hands flat in front of you, palms up," the brunette said.

With some trepidation, Ashleigh did as she was told. Erica reached over to the desk and picked up a ruler the blonde hadn't previously noticed.

Even knowing what was coming, the first smack, not on her own hands but across Erica's opposite palm, made her jump. When the wood came down on Ashleigh's outstretched hands, the sound was much greater than the pain. Even so, she still let out a little yelp.

"That was for making me tell you twice," Erica explained.

"I...I'm sorry, Miss Ruby," Ashleigh replied. "It won't happen again."

"See that it doesn't or the next one goes to that cute little ass of yours!"

The young blonde was happy that the camera couldn't see how her lips parted and her eyelids drooped with the memory of Erica's mother and why Ashleigh knew exactly what that felt like.

Erica turned back toward the camera even though it could only see her from the chest down.

"For those of you who saw my previous stream, this is the woman I told you about!" the brunette said. "The one whose underwear I stuffed inside of me and came all over."

The teen stepped beside her seated teacher so close that their legs pressed against each other and draped an arm over the older woman's opposite shoulder. The hand lazily made little circles on the white shirt just above Ashleigh's breast.

"She's wearing that soiled underwear right now," Erica added.

That got some reactions from the onlookers including some animated cartoon eyes popping out. Erica definitely had their attention.

A finger swept down to do a couple of slow circles around Ashleigh's nipple through her clothes.

"Would you like to see them?" Ruby Flames asked her audience.

She really didn't need to ask but it got the tips flowing. With only a short pause, Ruby turned back to Ashleigh.

"Now, young lady, do you know why you're in detention today?" the brunette asked, some steel coming back into her voice.

"N..no," the blonde answered honestly after a couple of seconds of confusion.

"Because you were playing with yourself in my classroom," Ruby announced. "Just because no one else saw you doesn't make it any better. Moreover, you were staring at my ass while doing it!"

Ashleigh then understood the scenario Erica was laying out.

"I..it's a very nice ass, Miss," she offered.

"This ass?" Ruby prodded while sticking her rear out to the camera. "And what did that dirty mind of yours imagine you were doing with my ass?"

Erica slowly started to raise her skirt up her legs as the blonde elaborated. The young teacher didn't have to reach too far into her musings to come up with what she would like to do.

"I imagined...r..rubbing my face on it," she began. "And k..kissing it."

By that point, Ruby's pencil skirt was pulled up to her waist showing the black lace panties she had put on before the stream. She wiggled her butt a bit and ran her hand over it tantalizingly. The faint sound of tips coming in kept Erica focused on the roleplay without having to prod. She would check on the exact amount later but she had gotten pretty good at gauging the rate just by the sound.

"And that was enough that you felt the need to masturbate during class?" Ruby challenged.

"Yes, ma'am," was the only answer Ashleigh could give.

"Are you wanting to touch yourself right now?"

Ashleigh swallowed hard. She was pretty sure she knew where this was going and the mix of excitement and apprehension of being filmed made her whole body blush. She looked up at Erica's smirking face and nodded.

"Out loud," Ruby commanded.

"Y..yes, Miss Ruby. I want to t..touch myself...right now."

Erica gave her teacher a smile no one else could see.

"Show me," she said. "Lift up your skirt."

Grabbing the hem of the short plaid skirt, the blonde slowly raised it to expose her legs and a hint of the soiled lace underneath.

"Spread your legs," Ruby demanded.

Ashleigh watched the monitor as she opened her legs. It was easy to see the image on the screen as someone else. Someone who would expose herself to others for money. That was better than the truth. The woman on the screen wasn't doing this for money, Ashleigh was doing it because she had submitted to one of her students who was now using her for money and the young teacher was getting aroused by it.

Ruby's hand touching her pussy brought the blonde woman back to the present even as she tried to become that person on the monitor rather than the weak, sex-obsessed woman she thought of herself as.

"You're already wet, you little tramp," the woman above her announced.

It could have been just for the audience but she really was damp, there was no denying it. Ruby's hand lingered and pressed into her slit through the underwear. Ashleigh moaned as she watched her image squirm.

"I bet your nipples are hard too aren't they," Ruby teased.

"Yes, Miss," Ashleigh confirmed.

Erica glanced at the screen briefly checking the feed then continued.

"Show me. Unbutton your shirt," the brunette insisted while continuing to bend down and rub Ashleigh's sex.

Ms. Jensen fumbled with the buttons until she looked away from her mirror image and looked down. When the last fastener was unhooked, Ashleigh looked back up at her image and watched her bra-covered breasts come into view for those watching. Ruby's other hand rose to flick her stiff nipple through the lace. It almost came as a shock even though she had watched the whole action play out on screen.

"Oh, dear, those are like stiff little erasers!" Ruby said with mock surprise. "Maybe if I rub them, they'll get smaller!"

With that, she rifled her fingers back and forth across Ashleigh's stiff nipple.

"Ahhhh!" the blonde moaned with the sensation and leaned back out of instinct.

"Don't you run away from me," Ruby admonished.

The brunette took hold of Ms. Jensen's nipple and pulled her back to her original position.

"Mmnnngg," came the teacher's response as her breast was momentarily stretched.

Ashleigh looked up into her student Mistress's eyes. The dark-haired woman, five years younger than her, looked back with confidence and poise, so much like the girl's mother. Her insides fluttered and she obediently leaned into Erica's hand.

"Good girl," the brunette praised turning those flutters into a tingle in Ashleigh's sex.

One of Erica's hands still pressed against her crotch and the teacher unconsciously moved against it. When the brunette's fingers responded and started to move against her, she continued to rock on the end of the bed in time to Erica's ministrations.

"Look at that, everyone. My pretty student is going to mess up these panties even more. She's getting sooo wet," Ruby teased. "I bet you all would like to see, wouldn't you?"

Again, it was a rhetorical question but the comments section was blowing up with affirmative responses, requests, and credits.

"Patience, everyone," Ruby said. "My student is shy, she's never been on camera before. We're going to have to coax her out of her clothes first."

This was a complete fabrication, of course. Ashleigh would have stripped nude with a word from Erica but they spent the next thirty minutes slowly revealing more and more skin until they were both wearing only their skirts and shoes. While this might be nothing unusual for Erica, Ashleigh was more turned on than she would have thought. She had never considered herself an exhibitionist but she was melting from the realization that hundreds of strangers were watching and, probably, masturbating to her. She could tell Erica was having a good time too, this wasn't just some performance for her either.

"From now on, you're going to be the teacher's pet," Ruby was saying from her spot sitting on the edge of the bed while lovingly brushing her fingers through the blonde's hair. Ashleigh was on her knees between her student's legs facing away from the camera. "You're going to be the perfect, obedient student, aren't you?"

"Yes, Miss Ruby," Ashleigh nodded.

"Very good. Now prove it by making me cum," Ruby demanded shoving her teacher's head between her legs partially hiding her head under the pencil skirt.

With one hand on the back of Ashleigh's head and the other squeezing and playing with her own breast, Ruby arched her back and made soft mewing sounds as the blonde's tongue found her slit. She was prepared to fake it but her teacher wasn't holding back. The woman's tongue was doing laps just inside her hole and her nose, her fucking nose, was rubbing Erica's clit! She was already keyed up and Ashleigh was going to push her over the edge in no time.

"Ohhhhmmmnn, y..you are such...ahh...such a good student!" Ruby exclaimed.

When Ashleigh removed her tongue, the younger woman was disappointed until it was immediately replaced with two fingers and that amazing tongue went to work on her button. Within a minute, Erica's legs locked around the blonde's head as she mashed her sex even harder against the woman's mouth. The brunette humped against the probing tongue only a couple more times before she went rigid at the peak of a thrust and let out a loud, long moan as she came.

The young teacher kept licking in hopes of catching every last drop and couldn't help but smile. The teen's legs parted to let her back away, but Ashleigh stayed, employing just the right rhythm to keep her Mistress going. A hand started to push against her forehead but there wasn't a lot of strength behind it.

"Fuuuu..." Ruby started to curse but was cut short by her second climax.

Both hands grabbed Ashleigh's head to keep her steady as her body jerked with each successive wave of bliss that swept through her. When Erica started to come down, she pulled the older woman up, this time with more insistence, and kissed her like she wanted to devour her.

"That was incredible," she whispered to her teacher then added with a smirk, "You little brat."

"Only when I know you'll like it," Ashleigh smiled back in a similarly quiet voice.

Ruby was about to move on and end the stream when a new tip came in with a request. It was one of her regulars. Ruby looked over her partner's shoulder to read the message. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh, Smirnoff42, thank you so much!" she said.

The man had put in a thousand credits, a hundred pounds, and wanted something specific. It was certainly an escalation but something she wanted to do anyway.

"Sit on the bed," the brunette said to Ashleigh. "I'll be right back."

Ms. Jensen read the request while she waited and her chin dropped. A few seconds later, Ruby was back and tightening the harness of a reasonably sized strap-on dildo. She threw something else on the bed and had Ashleigh stand so that she could take her place.

"Now face your fans and back yourself up onto my little friend," Ruby commanded.

Once again, Ashleigh focused on the screen as she straddled Erica's knees. She lifted her short plaid skirt high enough to give the camera a good view and slowly lowered herself toward the waiting rod. She was a little unsure where it was aiming until she felt it slide against her slick labia and breathed a sigh of relief. A little adjustment from the teen behind her and the plastic cock lined up with her sex and started to stretch her out.

Ashleigh felt Erica's hand on her back. It was a reassuring touch not insistent or forceful, this was going to happen at her pace.

The woman on the screen lowered slowly making more and more of the dildo disappear inside of her. The corresponding fullness in Ashleigh's pussy made her slowly inhale as the thing just kept going deeper. Finally, almost at the blonde's limit, she felt her thighs resting against Ruby's.

"Such a good teacher's pet you are," Ruby praised. "Go ahead, fuck yourself."

Ashleigh lifted up almost off of the rod and slid back down only slightly faster the second time. As the older woman began to move up and down at a consistent rhythm, Ruby reached around to play with her teacher's nipples.

The blonde was grunting in pleasure with each downstroke until a hand moved from her chest to her clit. Then the grunts turned into whimpers and moans. She could feel the orgasm building as she watched the woman on the monitor shamelessly impaling herself. What would the audience think if they knew that she had given herself to one of her students who was fucking her for their entertainment?

Those thoughts fueled Ashleigh's passion. She relished every ounce of her submission and let it take over. So consumed was she in her rising pleasure that Ms. Jensen missed the moment that Ruby retrieved the magic wand vibrator until it was pressed to her clit.