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Introduction
Chloe is a beautiful high school senior with a gift for seducing and dominating others, especially women, and she puts her gift to good use in acquiring her first few submissives. This is Chapter 1 of the Chloe story.
Chloe
Chloe Sharpe had no trouble at all seducing Mr. Rupert, her 12th grade geometry teacher. She was, after all, a gorgeous teenage blonde with a curvaceous body, while he was a small, frumpy, geek of a man with few friends. All she had to do was dote over him for a few days and give him one kiss after class and he was utterly entranced, disregarding the dangers of falling for an 18-year old student. She followed up by going over to his house every few days to give him a hand job or, if he was especially lucky, a blowjob. It was hardly a chore, since she was skilled enough that she could turn him into quivering, gooey mess in less than a minute. On some days she’d even let him slip his cock into her neatly-trimmed pussy. In exchange for all this, Rupert let her skip class and he changed all her math grades to A’s, which she needed to graduate. Of course Chloe insisted on having her own sexual needs met and demanded cunnilingus every time they got together.
Physically, Chloe was a stunning girl. She’d inherited her Irish mother’s alluring smile and perky nose and her father’s high Nordic cheekbones and hypnotic blue eyes — eyes that seemed to hide mischief just beneath the surface. Her fair, lightly-freckled skin was complemented by rich, golden-blonde hair that she let tumble in waves past her shoulders. She was naturally endowed with great legs, a slim waist and perfectly-contoured breasts (34D, but who’s counting). In fact the only thing average about her was her height.
But Chloe’s true gift was her ability to control and manipulate others. Even before puberty, she could be sweet or demanding — usually a little of both — to get whatever she wanted. She could instinctively feign innocence, love, need, anger, and a dozen other moods. Then when she became sexually mature, her influence over boys and even girls increased a hundredfold, thanks to her ravishing good looks and sexual prowess. But most of all, she possessed an indomitable will that was difficult if not perilous to resist. Even her voice carried power — she always seemed to know what to say and how to say it. So controlling someone like Rupert was child’s play for her.
Mr. Rupert wasn’t actually a bad fuck in her opinion, even if he was three decades older. His dick wasn’t too shabby at least. Best of all, he’d grown quite adept at getting her off with his tongue, licking her snatch until she foamed and frothed. Of course like anyone who’d ever gone down on Chloe, he quickly became addicted to the taste.
As the days went by, Chloe pleasured Rupert less and less often, relying on her manipulative skills to keep him in line. Soon she was showing up at his house whenever she felt like it, eating his food and drinking his liquor. She made him do her homework for other classes and if he earned anything less than an A+, she’d punish him by shunning him for days. Then she’d say all is forgiven and give him a quick hand job (along with a large helping of verbal abuse) and he’d be putty in her hands until the next time he screwed up.
Finally Chloe made him call her mistress, formalizing what was already domination.
Elyse
But Chloe grew tired of Rupert and wanted to try something new, or rather somebody new — someone she could dominate yet have an ounce of respect for. So she asked him about Elyse Devers, the attractive young brunette who’d recently been hired by the school to teach French. Chloe knew first-hand how beautiful the woman was, plus French turned her on sometimes. Sure, the teacher wasn’t actually from France — she was born in Chicago — but that didn’t matter. So Chloe ordered Rupert to be extra nice to the French teacher, using what little charm he had. She commanded him to invite Ms. Devers to his house under the pretext that one of his students needed some French tutoring before a trip to Paris. Rupert did as he was told, and Devers naively consented to a tutoring session with Chloe.
Madame Devers, as her students knew her, arrived at Rupert’s home dressed conservatively in a plaid skirt and white blouse — clearly she had no idea she might be engaging in sexual activity. She wore her hair in a cute, messy French bob and she possessed a naturally demure smile that made Chloe want to kiss her and then immediately corrupt her. Elyse didn’t wear much makeup but didn’t need to, as her dark eyebrows and eyelashes contrasted nicely with her fair skin. Natural auburn highlights gave her bob a bit of extra glow.
As planned, Rupert told the French teacher that Chloe needed physical contact to learn — that a caring touch was essential for her comfort and attentiveness. That should make things interesting, Chloe thought, or at least foreshadow what was about to happen.
Chloe arrived at the house just a couple minutes after the teacher, bursada escort but she was definitely not dressed conservatively: she’d donned a respectable blouse but left most of the buttons open, revealing a thin spandex sports bra underneath. Her nipples would say bonjour if she so much as thought about cold weather. She wore tight black leggings that showed off her exquisite butt and legs.
After everyone settled in, Elyse began reciting French sentences, helping Chloe translate. The teen was actually good at languages and didn’t require much tutoring, so she focused on emulating the teacher’s delicate French accent while admiring the lips forming the words. The two women occasionally touched, adding an air of intimacy. The teacher responded well to the contact, a promising sign.
When Chloe had her fill of nouns and verbs, she decided to make her move. She asked with complete nonchalance, “Now teacher, how do you say ‘lick my tits and cunt until I come’?”
Devers was shocked by the obscene question. “I’m not going to teach you that!”
“But you will, Elyse, because I’m gonna give you a cunt-licking like you’ve never had before. You’ll see that women are much better at it than men.” Chloe seemed so sure of herself that the teacher was left speechless.
“Now say it,” ordered Chloe.
“I… I don’t know all those words,” Elyse stalled.
“Do the best you can, and you’ll be rewarded,” Chloe promised.
Elyse wondered if the reward would involve the licking Chloe spoke of, and she couldn’t help but feel flustered. Maybe she could just humor the girl and translate the words, then leave. So she spoke slowly and tried to approximate the phrase in French, unsure of how to translate the vulgar words.
Chloe listened attentively and then replied, “That’ll do,” and proceeded to unbutton Elyse’s blouse, starting at the top.
“What are you doing?” asked the still astonished French teacher.
“I’m doing what you just asked me to do. It’s time we brought you out of your shell, mademoiselle. Please don’t move,” Chloe ordered.
Elyse wasn’t sure why, but she couldn’t bring herself to protest. She wasn’t a lesbian, but Chloe was absolutely beautiful — and demanding. Elyse couldn’t seem to say no. It was as if she forgot how to say no. She was getting turned on despite herself, and there was something about Chloe’s demeanor that inspired awe. Before Elyse could muster any opposition, Chloe had already unbuttoned her blouse and slipped her hands inside her B-cup bra, and was now fondling her breasts.
This is crazy, Elyse decided once and for all. She was about to put an end to Chloe’s advances, but then the teen lifted her bra and started kissing her breasts, catching her by surprise. Oh, that feels very good, Elyse thought. Knocked off-balance, she once again found it difficult to say no. It had been a long time since Elyse had been intimate with anyone, and one of her favorite things was to have her nipples fondled and kissed. She could only watch helplessly as Chloe sucked sensuously on one nipple, then the other.
Chloe paused momentarily and snapped to the man still in the room, “Now Rupee, watch and learn, though I doubt you’ll ever be any good at this.” To Elyse she said, “Don’t worry about him, mon chéri.”
Elyse hadn’t noticed that Rupert was still there, standing in the doorway of the room. She tried to ignore him, but to her surprise the thought of a man watching only turned her on further. She was getting very moist between her legs, her inhibitions floating away. Then suddenly Chloe pulled down Elyse’s skirt, revealing a pair of pretty pink panties, now stained and wet. The teen first rubbed the teacher’s crotch through the lacy fabric, then slipped her hand inside the lace and continued rubbing. Chloe probed the slick interior of Elyse’s pussy with one finger and swirled it around inside, making it slicker. Elyse knew she could be fired for allowing this, but all her concerns were lost in desire, in the pleasure coursing through her. She moaned as her juices flowed.
Chloe took it to the next level, removing Elyse’s panties and getting down on her knees to get a better look at the teacher’s sex. She was greeted by a narrow, inscrutable slit that hid whatever lay beyond, adorned by tufts of unusually wispy, wavy fur. The pussy emitted a strong, spicy scent that Chloe found tantalizing, so she leaned in, following the aroma. She gently touched her tongue to the organ and found that it tasted as good as it smelled, a delicious combination of spicy and sweet (thyme came to mind, as did cumin for an entirely different reason). Chloe began pleasuring the luscious pussy — licking it, sucking on it, parting the slit with her tongue to savor the cum inside. She focused on stimulating the woman’s g-spot and clitoris to maximize her delight. Not surprisingly, it only took a minute before Elyse was crying out and coming like a virgin. The teacher grabbed Chloe’s hair in her fists. She moaned and gasped. She released a flood of sweet-spicy goo onto Chloe, who didn’t mind at bursalı escort all.
When Elyse’s orgasm had faded, Chloe asked, “Now what’s the translation for ‘lick me, you slut’?”
Elyse responded with something in French that Chloe didn’t fully understand. Nevertheless, Chloe repeated Elyse’s translation, emphasizing the word she thought meant slut, or maybe goddess. The response made Elyse pause out of confusion — too long for Chloe.
“I said lick me slut, and don’t make me ask again!” Chloe commanded fiercely.
Chloe’s tone was so compelling! She spoke with such authority that it triggered something in Elyse’s brain — a desire to follow, to submit, even to be ravished. And it was entangled with sexual pleasure — Elyse couldn’t explain why, but the thought of obeying Chloe made her pussy juices flow like crazy.
So she fell to her knees to get close to Chloe’s vagina and was immediately struck by its appearance. The organ was shrouded in a fascinating array of folds and crevices, every fold glistening and every crevice waiting to be explored. The inner labia reached out like wrinkly lips begging to be kissed, parted just enough for Elyse to catch a glimpse of the enticing pink tissue in between. The outer labia were voluptuous and waxed, and the whole creation was crowned by a triangle of blonde fuzz that was trimmed short. Elyse was spellbound, so she tentatively stroked the wrinkly lips with her tongue. She was dazzled by Chloe’s heady, musky flavor that contained a hint of sweet — a mesmerizing blend.
“That’s it, keep going, gonzesse,” Chloe ordered, repeating the word Elyse had used. “Use your tongue.”
Spurred on by the taste and by Chloe’s words, Elyse began licking the organ more decisively. She tried to emulate the motions Chloe had used on her — sucking on her labia, stroking the clitoris with the tip of her tongue, lapping up the milky cum seeping from deepest recesses of the teen’s vagina. Chloe closed her eyes and moaned, which drove Elyse to lick even more fervently. Chloe clutched the teacher’s hair and pulled her in tight, barely letting her breathe.
Then Chloe yelled across the room, “Now. Rupee, get over here. Take that dick of yours and push it into Devers’ pussy. Push it in hard, she’s ready for it. But if you come, I swear I’ll cut your balls off.” Rupert came over and did as he was told, while Chloe could barely stave off an orgasm herself.
Elyse gasped when the man entered her dripping wet hole, but she didn’t resist. She couldn’t believe she was allowing a three-way, something she’d always viewed as horribly promiscuous. But the idea of sex with two people was intoxicating right now. In less than a minute she had another orgasm — her second of the afternoon.
Almost simultaneously Chloe let loose with her own powerful orgasm. Wracked by pleasure, she cried out obscenities and baptized Elyse’s pretty face with cum. It was difficult for Chloe not to pee as well, so she did so, adding to the flow.
Elyse began pulling away after a minute, but Chloe snapped, “Don’t fucking stop!” So Elyse didn’t stop, nor did Rupert. He kept thrusting away and somehow managed not to come. Finally Chloe ordered him, “Pull out, Rupee, you’ve done your duty. I’ll get you off tonight.” Chloe figured she’d give him a hand job, though not necessarily a good one.
Chloe decided Elyse was ready to submit. So after the two disengaged and rested for a few minutes, she said firmly to Elyse, “You did a commendable job. You’re mine now.”
“What… what do you mean?” Elyse asked.
“I mean I can have you whenever I want, day or night. Your job is to pleasure me whenever I ask, and I’ll use you as I please,” Chloe declared. “But I’ll treat you very well. You’ll be my pet — my very special pet,” she vowed.
“I don’t know…” Elyse said, doubts running through her mind. She shouldn’t be indulging her urges with a student, let alone becoming her pet. It could get her into huge trouble. But it all felt so incredibly good, so right to simply obey the teen. Maybe Chloe had awakened something already inside her — some inner need to submit — because she found herself longing to be Chloe’s pet. The teen possessed an uncanny ability to make Elyse want to do her bidding.
Chloe said, “If you say you don’t want to be mine, I’ll accept your answer and leave you alone. You can leave here right now and go back to teaching your boring class full of boring boys and girls. But if you agree to be mine, I’ll make you feel this way again and again.” She placed her hand between Elyse’s legs, pressing it against her sopping wet pussy. “Do you like this?”
“Yes,” Elyse moaned.
Chloe inserted a finger inside the woman and circled it around and around.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, please no…” Elyse pleaded, her pleasure quickly rising.
Chloe pulled out her finger abruptly.
“Please don’t stop…” Elyse implored. She was so close to another orgasm.
“Sorry, I can’t continue until I have your answer. Tell me you’ll be my pet, or bursa escort sitesi else I’ll look for another pet, though I doubt she’ll be as beautiful and submissive as you. What do you say?”
“I… I don’t know,” Elyse replied, feeling ripped down the middle. She was desperate to reach climax. Yet even in throes of arousal, she was afraid to surrender herself completely.
Chloe deviously brought the finger she’d just withdrawn from Elyse up to her own lips and sucked on it sensuously, savoring the teacher’s cum, mixing it with saliva — and staring into Elyse’s eyes as she did so.
The teacher gasped, hardly able to think straight.
“I crave your cunt, Elyse,” Chloe said seductively. “Do you crave mine?”
“Yes,” Elyse murmured, almost inaudibly.
“If you want me, you must obey me.”
There it was again… obey.
Chloe stroked the teacher’s arm, “But I’ll take excellent care of you.”
Elyse just nodded.
“Will you be my obedient pet, Elyse?”
Who am I kidding? Elyse thought. I’ll do anything for Chloe. Anything at all. I’ll follow her to the ends of the earth.
So Elyse simply gave in. “Yes,” she uttered. It was just a three-letter word, but it spoke volumes.
“Yes, what?” Chloe prodded.
“Yes… I want to be your pet,” Elyse said, feeling an enormous sense of release. She’d done it — she’d surrendered.
Chloe continued. “Tell me you’ll do my bidding, no matter what I ask.”
“Yes. I’ll do your bidding,” the teacher repeated, feeling resolute.
“Say you’ll always be loyal to me.”
“I will… I’ll always be loyal,” Elyse said, amazed at how good it felt to submit completely to another person.
“And you must call me mistress,” Chloe demanded.
“Yes… mistress.” Elyse thought it was a strange word — an odd word to be coming out of her own mouth. But she realized it was the perfect word for the object of her devotion, of her servitude. “Yes Mistress Chloe,” she said with conviction.
Chloe kissed her gently on the lips. “Thank you Elyse. I’m so elated to have you as my pet. My first female pet. Just relax now. You’re in my loving hands.” Chloe stroked Elyse’s hair as if she were a beloved cat.
Elyse was elated too! She felt honored that Chloe — Mistress Chloe — wanted her submission (and her cunt!) And in that moment she realized that submission was more than just surrender. It was an overt act — a pledge to do whatever Chloe asked, not just be a passive sex toy.
Chloe said, “Of course I’m going to call you a slut, because that’s what you are. You made me come on you and pee on you, and you even took Rupee’s cock in your cunt. Tell me what a slut you are, Elyse,” she said, almost as if instructing a student.
“I’m a slut, Mistress Chloe.” The dirty words were tantalizing and it felt good to degrade herself, as if it deepened the submission.
“C’mon, try harder,” Chloe prodded.
“I’m a slut… and a whore. I want you to use me whenever you want, day or night.” She couldn’t wait to get started on that. She almost forgot about her orgasm.
“Oh I will, my pet,” promised Chloe. “My very special slutty pet.” She began fondling Elyse’s g-spot with her finger again. Elyse’s eyes opened wide as she remembered where they’d left off. Physical pleasure returned with a vengeance, growing and growing until her pussy erupted with cum from yet another orgasm. She moaned in ecstasy — an ecstasy she hadn’t known until she’d met Chloe.
When her orgasm finally came to an end, Elyse fell asleep, exhausted.
An hour later, Chloe prodded the teacher awake. “Now Elyse, I’m gonna be your teacher’s aide and I don’t want to have to deal with grades. I know enough French anyway, enough to call you a slut and a gonzesse.” Chloe joked.
“Mistress Chloe, the word for slut is really salope,” Elyse confessed.
“Oh you bitch, you were holding back on me.” Chloe chided. “For that, you get a little smack.” She brought a hand swiftly down on Elyse’s bare butt — more playful than mean, though it definitely stung. Then Chloe cradled Elyse’s chin with her fingers and tilted her head up to look her in the eye. Chloe said with complete sincerity, “I really like you. And I’m very happy you decided to be my pet. Go home and I’ll text you soon.”
Elyse was disappointed that she’d have to leave Chloe for now; it would be hard to wait for the text. But she was confident it would come, and then she’d be ready to do whatever Chloe asked. She was overjoyed to be the girl’s submissive — she’d never felt this way before. And it had all happened so fast! She’d gone from being a confident young teacher to a student’s loyal pet in the span of one tutoring session. But it felt so natural, so right. Clearly Chloe had awakened something buried deep in her psyche. With a couple past boyfriends, Elyse had played the part of a submissive during role-play. But it was hard for her to take it seriously then, and such games inevitably ended with her laughing at some absurd command from the guy. But with Chloe it was very different. The girl had the power and charisma to inspire true submission. Chloe wasn’t some immature, horny guy. She was the most confident and awe-inspiring person Elyse had ever met, and on top of that she had the sexual skills to drive Elyse insane. Chloe had pretty much turned her into a lesbian.
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