Teased (18+)
I made my way quickly back to campus early enough to get to practice and work with the team to start breaking off the rust that I had been building in the time I was not competing and instead getting ready for college. I wasn’t paired with Patty this time and I found that warming up was much less enjoyable. The fact that she moaned so much when being stretched out was something I could have found myself enjoying deep down.
I thought of what Wendy had said this morning. I was her’s now. Then I thought of Veronica and the new stipulation that if I continued to sleep with other people I would have to tell Wendy every detail or film it to watch with her. The thoughts of sitting on the couch while I watched something I filmed was exciting and soon I was feeling rather distracted.
Making sure to follow the rules I went and grabbed the bottle of lube from my belongings and tucked it into my day bag. I wondered when she would first call on me to satisfy one another. I was still so pent up from the near second orgasm that morning. I made my way to class.
Wendy was sitting in the back and her eyes smoldered when they looked at me and she suggestively patted the long desk beside her. I felt a sense of obedience fill me and made my way over to her. I sat down and Wendy looked at me warmly. With a quick snatch she pulled my seat closer to her.
Slowly she leaned over to me, “You better make sure to take good notes. I’ll only have one hand available.” I had a questioning look on my face until I felt her hand stroke my upper thigh. “I don’t see you getting ready.”
As I brought out my things I watched as Wendy pulled out her phone and started to record the lecture. She turned her attention to it as I swallowed my sudden desire. I felt her hand slowly inch towards my crotch. Slowly as she approached I felt myself growing hard. The feeling of myself straining against the fabric of my boxer briefs and pants filled my senses as it was pressed against me in a long smooth stroke of Wendy’s hand.
I shuddered as I lost track of what I was doing. Wendy stopped, “We’re going to compare notes tomorrow night. You better make sure to do a good job. You don’t want to know what is going to happen if I don’t find you’ve done a good enough job.” She grabbed the tip of my cock through my pants and squeezed gently as she rotated her hand rubbing the sensitive tip through it all.
My hands shook as I tried to focus on what the teacher was saying. However, there was only one thing on my mind as I struggled to pay attention. “Now class, when going through this formula to solve it you…” The instructor’s voice was so dry and monotone that even if I wasn’t distracted it would be difficult to pay attention.
I felt her hand slowly rub my shaft up and down through my pants. She rubbed her fingers up and down my length and teased every last nerve in my cock. All the time her eyes stayed on the instructor as her phone recorded every word. I could feel her nails run along the meat on the underside of my throbbing manhood.
My hands shook as I scribbled my notes down. I could feel the tingling pressure of an orgasm coming from the constant stimulation of Wendy playing with me. Her smooth movements were full of confidence like there was no way we were going to be caught at the back of class. I did my best to be stoic and still for any moment that I showed signs of being toyed with she would grow still. I was put on the edge of stoicism as I used all my willpower to split my mind into staying still and paying attention to the teacher.
I felt myself swell in my pants. I reached down to still Wendy’s hand so I wouldn’t cum all over the inside of my pants and have to walk around with jizz filling my underwear. She stilled and gripped me hard at the base of my shaft and completely stopped me from getting any closer to my release. The sheer power of her grip shocked me as she held me perfectly still my hand uselessly touching the top of her hand.
Wendy whispered just loud enough for me to hear her, “Stay perfectly still. If I feel you squirm even a little, if I feel you start to cum I’m going to make your ass so sore you won’t be able to sit for a day.”
The thoughts of my ass getting brutalized by this powerful woman was so much different then when I was being hazed. Having her control me while she punished me made me have to get a grip and not squirm in place. Instead I tried to pull my focus away from all the stimulation and write down my notes.
It was torture sitting there while Wendy controlled how close I was to orgasm and yet shut it down. I felt like I needed to beg her to let me go and relieve myself in the privacy of a bathroom stall or something to avoid the epic amount of blue balls I was bound to have after what felt like an eternity of slow and tender attention paid to my cock.
The bell rang and I barely had a page and a half of notes written down in sloppy uncontrolled handwriting that was a far cry from what I normally accomplished. Wendy reached over and pulled it closer to herself and scanned it slowly. I hoped beyond hope that it pleased her as she released my throbbing painful erection. I let out a sigh of relief as I took deep breaths trying to calm down.
Wendy shut off the recording on her phone and looked at me slowly. She leaned in and whispered into my ear. The feeling of her breath on my earlobe sent shivers down my spine, “You did ok for the first time that I teased you during class. I give you permission to go into the bathroom and blow a load all over the wall. Under one condition you are going to film it. I want to see every stroke and pump of cum that splatters on the wall. Then you’re going to lick it up like a good lost boy all on camera. Or you’re going to go all day with me teasing you and keeping you on the edge of release. Nod if you understand.”
I felt shocked as I swallowed, I would get my release but I would have to do something so… perverted to be allowed to do so. I weighed it in my mind before I shook my head. “I don’t think I can do that.” My voice shook as I spoke back to Wendy. I couldn’t bring myself to do something like that.
Wendy smiled wickedly and with such ferocious hunger that I quivered deep down in my guts. “Well, then you’ve chosen to be teased for every class that we are together. You’re going to sit by me and I’m going to make sure you stay hard all day. You only have to give up and go to the bathroom and listen to your mistress if you want release. Just know, if you relieve yourself without filming it, if you don’t lick up all your own cum you’ll be punished.”
I nodded, “I won’t. I can go a day without cumming.” Though I had never done so while being teased all day. I couldn’t help but swallow as I slowly approached half mast and could finally stand up without pitching an epic tent. We walked slowly to class as if nothing had happened.
As I grew softer my balls started to ache at the thought that I wouldn’t get my release. They cried out about how unfair it was that I hadn’t cum yet. I felt my heartbeat quicken as we approached class. Could I stand another hour of being teased? I felt my mind quake at the thought of being kept on edge all over again.
I tried to sit at the front of class but Wendy’s hand clamped down on my elbow. “Ah ah ah,” She said and pulled me to the back of the class where no one was nearby so she could continue torturing me. As we sat down while class settled in she made sure I could hear her. “No, you chose not to go and do what you were told. You get to go through this again. You know, I hear edging like this makes you last longer.” Wendy batted her eyes at me with a delicious smile as she gazed at me, “When I let you take my ass and pound me hard I want you to last as long as possible. I want to cum from my ass over and over as you pleasure me. I want you to imagine that. Don’t forget to take notes.”
The sheer struggle had me sweating as I split my focus once more. Fighting off every urge of my approaching orgasm, and paying attention to class and taking notes. All the while I imagined what it would be like to have Wendy offer her ass up to me as I slid my rock hard cock into her ass. That wonderful moan of hers as I took her hard and fast. Watch as she blew load after load onto the sheets below her.
I shuddered more and more through class as I felt my mind crumbling to the stimulation that constantly tortured me. Wendy was cruel and even though I had resigned myself to cumming all over the inside of my shorts she never let me get that release. Everytime I swelled for the explosion of my orgasm she would stop and grip me so hard I couldn’t cum. All the while she paid attention to the teacher while her phone did all the note taking for her.
Some part of me was incensed at the constant torture. That she could take it easy while I struggled to maintain my sanity through it all. I grabbed her thigh in desperation and went to tease her cock in return. To put her through what I was going through but her other hand clamped around my hand and overpowered me. Pinning my hand in place.
Class ended and Wendy looked at me again, “Well, can you stand another class of this? Or will you listen to your Mistress and do what you’ve been told.”
I warred inside myself as my mind crumbled to the constant edge of pleasure. I looked at Wendy’s eyes and saw her offer in a new light. She was giving me a way to save myself. I would just have to give in to the temptation she was offering me. We swapped cum with our kisses last night. It wouldn’t be much different, right? My mind spun but I nodded as we locked eyes.
“Good boy. Don’t worry about being late to class, I’ll take notes.” Wendy stood and walked away. I scrambled to gather my things and cover my crotch while I did my best not to sprint to the bathroom.
I found one and thanked god it was empty as I pushed my things into the closest stall. I grabbed my lube, whipped out my still throbbing cock that ached for release and coated my hand. I was so excited I almost forgot to film it. Desperately I grabbed my phone and started recording as I wrapped my hand against my aching dick. “Oooooooh fuck yes,” I couldn’t help but let my voice slip out after repressing it for so long in class. My wet slippery hand felt so good as I stroked myself slowly. The relief of touching myself directly filled me as I started to move faster. I imagined pounding Wendy’s ass while I let myself build up to an orgasm. “Fuck,” I nearly cried as I got closer and closer. It felt like it was taking an eternity to build up.
Feet approached the bathroom and I quickly bit down on my moans as a couple of guys entered the bathroom. They were talking amiably as I continued to touch myself. I was so close to being caught they were right there as I kept myself from crying out. The excitement filled me as that familiar pressure I had been being brought to over and over again all morning built at the base of my cock. I stood up and got closer to the wall. Wendy told me to cum all over it. I would be good and listen to her.
I closed my eyes as my hips rocked as I shot rope after rope of cum on the wall. I shuddered and silently screamed in ecstasy as I exploded all of my desire onto the wall. I felt my breath hitching as I struggled to keep my mind from being flooded with joy at finally being able to cum after a morning of torturous teasing.
I knelt and recorded myself licking up the mess. I closed my eyes as my tongue glided over the cold tile while I cleaned all the hot cum up. As I finished I shut off the recording and collapsed onto the toilet. My chest heaved up and down as I fell into a blissful afterglow. I shuddered as I wiped up the lube on my cock and fought off the loud moan that threatened to slip from my mouth.
I took a few minutes to recover as the ache in my balls faded. The sheer thought of what I was just driven to do filled my mind as I looked down on myself with shame and a strange sense of perversion. I thought about deleting the video immediately and telling Wendy that she had no right to punish me. However I remembered, I agreed to this. I was hers to do whatever she wanted with me.
I took a deep breath and got back to class. I had lost track of time and decided to hurry.
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