This is a story about Susan, a teacher at Randall College who made a very big mistake one day. She had been fantasizing for months about one of her exchange students, who at 22 was experienced in the ways of women. He now had control over her and she didn't seem to be able to find a way to stop his humiliating demands.
I have re-written the story because I was not happy with the first version so I hope readers like this one better. You may need to read the previous 3 chapters to understand some of the events written in this chapter.
CHAPTER 4 - A NIGHT AT THE MOVIES
Kaz was determined to control Susan at every opportunity and he relished her humiliation when he made her do things that were against her beliefs. She came from a very sheltered background and was totally naive about sex when she married her husband, Jay right after graduating from university. At 34, she was devoted to her job at Randall College. The one time she strayed from the righteous path, Kaz, her young exchange student was there to gather the incriminating evidence.
The events a couple of weeks ago at the tattoo parlor made Susan realize that she was under the spell of her 22-year-old student. It wasn't really the blackmail threat that made her succumb to Kaz's evil demands; it was fantasy of being controlled by a covert lover.
Susan got out of the shower and she was immediately struck with the image of the red tattoo in the mirror. Her stomach quivered, as she stared at it and her dainty fingers went up to touch the recently healed sketch. Seeing the hammer and sickle reminded her of Kaz and her fingers gently moved to the erect bud just two inches away. Her eyes stared at the drawing while her fingers twisted the nipple, causing her body to shudder from immediate arousal.
She was at a loss to understand how just thinking of this exchange student filled her body with instant passion. Whenever she did fantasize about Kaz, she did things that she would never dream of doing. She was panic struck after getting tattooed and wondered how she would ever be able to explain them to Jay. Ironically, it went over better than expected and it even heightened their sex life, as the sight of the two colorful drawings aroused Jay.
Susan had approached Jay at bedtime telling him she had a surprise for him. She uncovered the hammer and sickle and Jay's breathing suddenly stopped. His big eyes opened in awe at the illustrious symbol imagining some artist with his hands all over Susan's succulent breast. He never thought in a million years that his wife would, in fact, be totally naked during the whole adventure. The revelation of the tattoo was utterly shocking and Jay didn't even wonder why Susan would consider getting such an uncommon tattoo on her beautiful body. His only response was one of total stimulation.
When Susan turned around revealing the delicate rosebud, Jay's breathing returned but his heart rate soared. Again he pictured the artist feeling his wife's perfectly shaped butt while applying the colorful tattoo.
Suddenly Susan had to see the small flower tattooed on her buttocks so she turned slightly, enabling her to see the image. The sight of the red, rosebud with the green stem and two small leaves made her tummy quiver with excitement. Her free hand went down to her freshly shaved area and her middle finger slinked its way into the wetness. Looking at the tattoo, her fingers performed magic in a mere few seconds, as her nipple throbbed and her clit was rolled back and forth in the abundant juices. These days it took hardly any time to bring herself to the boiling point and she didn't seem to be able to control the flames.
No, she better stop caressing her body before she reached that point of no return. Susan ripped her eyes away from the searing images. As she did, the pictures from that eventful afternoon at the tattoo parlor, of Jim's big cock flashed through her mind. When her loins quivered from the memory of Jim using his cock on her now throbbing pussy, her fingers pinched harder on the protruding bud.
In seconds, her hips began vibrating and her breathing became much faster. "No, I have to stop," she whispered but the lust was already too far up the mountain. The guilt and shame filled her body but it was nothing compared to the rising desire for Kaz and Jim. Masturbating was never accepted in her upbringing but suddenly Susan was lusting in self-gratification. This had been a daily occurrence for the past week and a half, and she couldn't resist the temptation.
Her fingers pressed down hard on the throbbing clit and rubbed vigorously, as the first explosion rocked her slender hips. Susan almost collapsed when the orgasm rolled upward and her legs trembled from the intense passion. Her mind lost, Susan wondered why she lost control of her emotions so easily nowadays. Suddenly her pelvis thrust madly and her skilled fingers made the dam burst. Her juices flowed and scene after scene of that eventful afternoon flashed through her brain.
The orgasm roared over the summit, as fast as it started, and continued down the far side. When the ecstasy subsided and her breathing slowed to a normal rate, the shameful feelings returned. Susan shook her head in an attempt to rid her thinking of those evil men who preyed on her delicate emotions.
She must start getting ready for her meeting with Kaz. He had instructed her to be at the library by three o'clock, as he had a surprise for her. Susan scolded herself for obeying his every whim but she reasoned that there was no alternative. She would have to comply with his blackmail demands or Kaz would surely reveal her compromising phone conversation with a student. Certainly, Susan thought, she was in too deep for her own good.
Suddenly the realization hit her. Susan cursed the fact she had told Kaz that her husband committed Saturday afternoons to visiting his company's remote offices. It meant he was gone from early in the day until, often, around 8 or 9 in the evening. Kaz immediately seized the opportunity to plan another erotic adventure for his adorable teacher.