Chapter 04
Operation: Ass Weekend!
Friday I was up for early breakfast but did not see Nora. Rhetoric and Composition started out boring but then perked up, as we were assigned to write an erotic short story as realistically as we could manage, preferable something we had lived through. The TA was careful to say she would be the only one to read them and grade them, and she would hand them back without making any copies. This could prove interesting. I spent the rest of the class listening for the TA's Suzie signals as she talked about our assignment. Kinky!
Then I heard another set of signals; new ones I had never detected before. Then another, and another! The students were all contemplating what they would write about, which seemed to be either their most memorable past sexual exploits or what they most wanted to do but had never done. There was one really stacked brunette girl who had still never sent anything for me before but I was now receiving a pretty clear picture of her wanting the TA to go down on her! I wrote my outline to hit the hot spots of the TA's signals, and added the brunette's fantasy plus a little twist of my own, and then moved on to Engineering 101.
Professor Lillehammer treated me with new respect, and I heard some echoes of the signals he was reflecting when he saw Lara yesterday. Certainly he had found her memorable. I wondered what the Professor's wife, whom he had mentioned several times in class, was like. We finished up project management and moved on to more academic topics in finding local and global maxima and minima of functions. I signed up for the calculus tutoring section, as my high school had not exactly been at the forefront of advanced mathematical education.
I did not see Nora at early lunch, which I kept light and then hurried to run with Suzanne. She looked absolutely incredible, even better than I remembered! I gave her a little kiss and took a little risk. I asked her to get a couple of enema kits before Sunday and use them. She looked shocked, and then smiled, an even more understated smile than Lara's smile, but I liked it. "I thought you were going to be my slave his Sunday!" she said, but I said maybe later, and she smiled again. We ran six miles and it felt great, like I was improving, and I pinged Suzanne during the run to try to see how far to go with her on Sunday. A wonderful frontier of exploration awaited me!
I took a very fast shower and just made it to my afternoon class, caught up with all the assignments due on Monday, and then started in on writing my erotic story. I made good progress and also used the time to revise and extend my plan for Lara, including 'shaping' her to see if I could make her happy without the continuously increasing kinkiness. But it was still likely I would need a female 'assistant' to help.
Nora was at early dinner, and told her the story of Lara's meeting at Professor Lillehammer's office. She was dying to hear how it turned out, but she looked at me skeptically as I began my account and her expression changed to frank disbelief as I described Lara's 'heel' and leash maneuvers. I swore not only was it true but Lara loved it, and explained why my respect for Lara was growing. I then picked up some unusual signals from Nora that I had never heard before! There weren't 'normal' Suzie signals. They were much weaker but 'sweet sounding' in a way I could not really describe. It was as if they had an elusive 'perfect pitch' like a great singer, but they were very weak and hard to focus on.
I asked her why she did not believe me and she said Lara just seemed too 'pure'. Not in the virginal sense, but in terms of being honest with herself about her needs and being unafraid to pursue them. I realized that was what I liked and respected about Lara. I told Nora that, and she said she respected that too, if what I was telling her was true.
I thought a minute and said "There is an opportunity for you to see for yourself, Nora!"
She stopped talking. Little pings of those perfect signals slipped back to my senses again, and then stopped, as if they were strangled! "What are you talking about? I don't want to be a voyeur!"
I smiled what I hoped was a challenging smile. "Not just as a watcher, but also as a participant! As I ramp up my subs' submission and humiliation parameters, I need a female to work with."
"What you mean work with, Project Management Boy?" Her grey eyes were flashing like lightning!
"I mean that when I move toward the upper end of the humiliation scale, it won't be enough to have her wonder if someone might be watching through the windows. She will have to know for certain that there is a living breathing person watching! And the next step will be making her submit by getting on her knees and pleasing another female."
"I thought you were trying to shape her to be more 'normal', weren't you? And pray tell what will you be doing while she pleases the female?"
"I am planning for all possibilities, and it's probably not realistic to keep away from that. And, if I am doing my best for her I will be whipping her buttocks and telling her she is not pleasing you well enough and giving her instruction of how to try harder and do better."
Nora had an expression on her face I had not seen before, and those little funny bell tone like Suzie signals were tinkling then disappearing like effervescent little bubbles popping. "You are a bloody bounder, aren't you, Mr. Roberts?" she said with a slight British accent I had not heard before.
"No." I smiled at her directly. "I am a master that is trying to be dedicated to pleasing my sub, and I think you like that a lot more than you are willing to admit or let show. Like your British accent and speech patterns that just came out for the first time since we met."
She looked for just an instant like a little girl who just let a secret slip! Her eyes got big and she actually cupped her hand and raised it towards her mouth before she caught herself and regained her composure. "You seem to like bounders!" I said. She looked at me with a confused and wild expression, then jumped up and said he had to get to class!
