Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
His sarcasm prickled my temper, but before I could respond Mistress Susan said, “Enough. Ivy, you have a decision to make. Since it seems as if you both erred, I will give you a choice. You can either take a punishment together or face the principal.”
“I…” actual butterflies filled my belly as I thought about all the ways Caleb could edge me. “I choose the punishment.”
Tyler began preparing the straps of the chair and my arousal went up a notch.
“And you, Caleb,” Mistress Susan said in a sugary sweet voice that set my teeth on edge. “What do you choose?”
“Punishment,” he said as he met her gaze with a glare that practically screamed how he was going to fuck me into the nearest wall.
“Very well. Caleb, please remove your hoodie and shirt.”
I waited for instructions to remove some item of clothing, but she said nothing as I stood there, watching Caleb pull his shirt off. When his flat abs were revealed, whistles cut through the noise again and I couldn’t help but agree. If I’d seen Caleb without his shirt the first time we’d met I would have dragged him back to my room with me. The man was built, and the bulge going on in his jeans begged to be explored.
He gave a little flex of his chest as he caught me ogling, and I merely fanned myself in return. His laughter had me smiling and I continued to take him in. No tattoos, which was odd in this day and age, just lots of smooth skin stretched tight over honed muscle. He had a little body fat, he wasn’t ripped and lean, but it only added to his overall appeal. And he had dark chest hair that I wanted to rub my face against. His nipples were a pale dusky-pink color due to the pale nature of his skin, and I wondered if he had a pink cock as well.
The happy trail leading to his jeans also begged a great deal of exploration.
“Tyler,” Mistress Susan said in a loud voice, shoving me rudely out of my daydreams, “strap Caleb into the chair.”
Wait… what?
Caleb had the same thought, because he held up his hands and said, “Hold on, you’re putting me in the chair?”
“Of course,” Mistress Susan replied with a smile that I could only describe as sharp. “This is a punishment, Caleb. Excuses or not, you cheated. Did you think I was going to put Ivy in the chair? Why in the world would I reward you like that? If this is too much, you’re free to leave and go to the principal’s office at any time. But Ivy will still take her punishment like a good girl. Won’t you.”
Our earlier talk still filled my mind as I said, “Of course.”
“See?” She gave him a triumphant smile as he huffed out a sigh, then gave a rueful shake of his head.
Caleb looked up, and the smile he gave me took my breath.
When he turned to Mistress Susan that smile vanished and he said, “I am yours to punish.”
“Almost,” she moved to my side and put her arm lightly around my shoulders. “Ivy will be doing the punishing, with my help of course.”
“Um,” I whispered, “I don’t like to hurt people.”
“Don’t worry, darling. This will be very educational for you. Think of it as a personal master class in edging. You just get to practice on someone who has probably never been on the receiving end of the edging before. Imagine how good you can make him feel when he finally comes. He’ll shoot the back of your head off if you let him release in your mouth, so I’d suggest your hand. That way you can watch him writhe with pleasure so intense it’s painfully good.”
I watched Tyler strap Caleb into the chair, the deep-gray leather restraints lined with soft black fur. There were similar cuffs on Tyler’s ankles, but the adjustable legs would allow for movement while keeping Caleb restrained. Right now he was seated in a traditional style, with the back of the chair slightly tilted. I once again found myself wanting to lick and bite all that exposed skin, and my pussy clenched when I realized I could.
If I was edging Caleb, I could touch as much of him as I wanted to.
The idea left me feeling oddly heady and I sounded rather breathy as I said, “Let’s do it.”
Caleb blinked in surprise, then gave me a slow smile that sent all kinds of lovely feelings racing through my blood. Warmth settled over me as the lights dimmed slightly, giving a more intimate atmosphere. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the lights of the classroom were almost completely off, leaving me feeling rather alone on the stage.
Well, other than the instructors and Caleb.