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I started dressing and told her about the lightning storm last week, and how this knowledge came together for me. “I found a bunch of books that mom was putting into the trash, and I pulled them back out to read them. There was erotica that Dad had left down here. Mom said that these were dirty books of dads and she did not want them around the house. They are in my room. If you want to expand your knowledge?”
She looked at me and asked, “Can I get them now?”
“Sure, follow me to my room and I can show them to you. After you read a few, we can try some things you find interesting in them.” and we went out back to a metal shed that I call my room.
It is a 10 x 10 shed with a lock on the door. I filled the inside of the room with Styrofoam panels and drop ceiling that held the insulation in the roof. I used outlet strips along the walls on the floor for power, and connected to the outside outlet from the house for power. Dad said no TV but allowed a small component stereo with an 8-track player (used mostly in the car) and record player to listen to music and a radio to listen to news on AM and music on FM. The speakers were on one side with the stereo and my desk and chair. My bed was on the other side. My dresser and a hanging rack for clothes sat in the back of the room, between them. There was a light on my desk and one besides the bed.
The books were in the bottom of my dresser. I sat down on the floor at the dresser and started looking thru the books to give to Marie, who sat down on my bed. The first one I handed her was “FAM-122 Sister’s Lewd Reunion by George Morgan (EB)” and she looked at the cover and said “I can see why Mom thru these out.”
So, I asked, “Why?”
Marie looked at me with disbelief and said, “You do not see why? These are dirty books and no Christian woman would allow them into their house.” That is weird as we stopped going to church when dad came back from Korea about two years ago.
“Well, are you going to throw them out? I would rather you give them back to me.”
Her eyes raised up and as she responded, “No way, after what you just showed me, I want to learn more. Please, can I borrow a couple more?”
I looked for two more and came up with “GC-1012 A Schoolgirl’s First Time by Frank Brown (EB)” and “BB-198 ‘Back-Door’ Love! by Trina Slade (EB).” I figure that should teach her enough to see what she likes.
Woke up this morning with a raging hard on. I’d begin thinking about Marie sitting on me with her tits jutting out and into the air, her nipples hard as thimbles. My hands are caressing those nice big breasts and then I pinched her nipples, and she smiled. I imagined her jumping up and down on my cock as my hands simulated the motion. It was not long before I was sprouting into the air all over my belly. I grabbed a towel to clean up the mess and then got dressed. My standard uniform for school was a polo shirt with khaki pants, white socks and penny loafers.
I picked up my books, exited my room to lock the door and went into the house. As I entered the house, I could see Larry and Marie eating their breakfast of cereal and milk. I said, “Good morning.”
They each replied in their own way with a “Good morning.”
Marie wanted to know, “Do you have plans for after school?”
“No plans, did you want to do something,” I asked as I was examining what she had underneath her shirt and bra. She wore these huge bras, hiding most of her assets.
“Not really I was just wondering if maybe we could get together and play some games watch some TV?”
“OK, I’ll see what we can do”, as a got some cereal and sat down at the table. We ate breakfast together. Behave in silence. Mostly because we don’t like each other very much, though Marie was being more friendly to me since we have been playing a game. Larry always hated me; we were always in competition with each other. Then always would be. Hopefully, he would be busy with school stuff now the school has begun, and I bet band practice was after school until six.
I get done with my breakfast, grab my books and headed off to school. It takes about fifteen minutes to walk to school. It goes through a residential area and a junior high school. I normally go on the outside of the junior high school. Normally the halls of the junior high school are empty because of them starting school slightly ahead of the high school and most students are in class. So sometimes I cut through the junior high school. As it makes me walk quicker. I can see the high school and I head for my locker to deposit my books and pick up my morning class books.
I am a member of the nerds. They are the ones who go off to college. They are the ones to make good money and jobs. But the other students make fun of him. I thought this to be strange since I would make more money than they would. The fact was my life would be more successful and more enjoyable as money allowed you to travel to attend events and to go to movies.
I looked around, and I spied Carol off to the side of the building hiding until school begins. Her eyes were looking down, and I assumed thinking, though my knowledge of submissive women told me they do little thinking, not sure why. She was wearing a light blue blouse with the dark blue skirt with knee-high socks and penny loafers; they called them penny loafers because there was a slot in the shoe’s top where you could put a penny. The blouse was thin enough that you could see her small bra covering her breast. In my youth, I would never have looked at her. But with my recent knowledge, I have gained insight into what women I like. And Carol was just what I was looking for.
I approached her and said, “Good morning, how are you on this fine sunny morning?”
“Good morning,” she replied in her mouse voice. “I’m fine.”
“I would like to meet you for lunch at the south edge of the quad.” I commanded her.
She replied, “Yes sir,” and a smile came across her face. She was lovely when she smiled, but did not smile a lot. I need to work on that. Then the bell rang. And we were off to our classes. My first class was civics. It was the last requirement I needed to graduate. I was only carrying three courses this year all in the morning the other two were creative writing and architecture.
After morning classes I got my lunch and sat down and my usual table, it was a table where that is as far away from people as possible. So, I did not have to join in their talk and gossip. My life is moving on as I was taking college courses in the afternoon. I took US history and psychology over at the University; it was just a junior college. But I was getting credits towards my college degree. I was looking towards some engineering degree. But that’s all I had on my mind at the moment.
I said down at the table and looked at the food; it was macaroni and cheese and a fried hotdog without bread. The bread was always so dry, so I never asked for it. Carol join me. When we started eating as I asked her, “Have you ever had sex?”
Carol raised to Eyes to me with shock, as this was a very personal question, but she answered it, “No I have not”.
“Would you like to change that?” I asked, with a straight face.
She enquired, “I have never thought of sex, how would you change that?”
I looked at her, in told her, “I could be your teacher, your lover.”
“But we are too young.” She said.
“Something happened to me this summer. God in his infinite wisdom has shown me how. And with this recent knowledge, we can be lovers. This high school has a tradition of lovers going steady. So, I got you this necklace with my class ring on it, to show that you are mine. You really do not have a choice in this. As I know because of your submissive nature. You will do whatever I tell you.”
She looked at me in shock and thought, “the Gaul of the man, to think I am his. But why not, my life is boring right now? This would make it more enjoyable. I might even learn something,” and then she took the necklace from me, and placed it on her neck.
“What do you know of sex? Since you have never had sex, have you ever masturbated?” asked her, more to shock than anything else.
As in the early stages of a submissive relationship, you want to submit that relationship with a shocking event that forces her to be yours or to leave you? I was taking a chance. I did not know which way she would go. My first impressions were that she was my submissive from when we first met. So, I had hopes, and I was right.
She responded, “I have never masturbated. They taught me it was a sin. And it would shock my mother.”
“Now that we are going steady, we could meet at your house tonight and study after dinner until time for bed. Your mother will like me, and she would not refuse us. I will see you about six. Are you OK with this?”
“Yes, I would love too, see you at six.”
The lunch bell rang and Carol went off to class. I had a few minutes before I had to leave and so I took a walk to my car to drive over to the college for my afternoon classes. When classes were over, I drove home. And sure enough, Larry had to stay at school to practice been. But Marie was not here yet, nor did I expect her for another half hour. So, I went to my room and started my homework. I had to write a poem. Not sure what to write about so I just made stuff up as I went along, the teacher just wanted us to see what we came up with. I just know she will make us read it out loud in class tomorrow. About this time, I heard a knock at my door and I said, “Come in.”
It was Marie. And judging by her smile, she had something to discuss with me. Probably about the books as she had been reading them for the past few days. This should be interesting. I said, “It is a delightful afternoon, how was your day in school?”
She looked at me quizzically and was wondering what I had on my mind, but she answered the question, “I had a delightful day in school. I have a few questions about the books you gave me. Is it your intention to re-create some of these scenes for our enjoyment?”
“Before we begin, I would like you to remove all your clothes and sit down on the bed.” I requested.
She looked at me and asked, “Why?”
“Because this is my room, my kingdom, my rules, if you want to stay here and discuss this, you do as I ask.”
She stared into my eyes and realized I meant business. She removed her clothes and left them on the chair. When she was naked, she sat on the bed.
I continued, “What do you know of BDSM?”
She thought for a few minutes and came up with, “Bondage, Domination, Submission, and Masochism.”
“That is correct now, what you just did, showed me you are submissive. Whenever you enter my realm, you will take off your clothes and sit on the bed, with your hands over your head, clasping your hands. This is to show me the respect that you should give a master.”
She interrupted me, “And what makes you think you are my master. Or that I am submissive. Surely, you think I will use my mind and be an independent person.”
“Yes, now, you know what role-playing is. It is the part that you play, when we are together, and when you’re in my room, you will play the part of a submissive person. That is why you will be naked in front of me. I will also keep down the number of times you come out to my room to talk to me. Or maybe not, you may enjoy this in which case you’ll be coming out to my room a lot.”
She smiled and looked in my direction as she made a request, “Can I put my hands down my arm is getting tired?”
“So, what were the most interesting things you read about that you would like to try.”
She thought to herself a few minutes and then finally came up with this, “Being tied up seems interesting, anal sex sounds painful but I’m willing to try it. Sexual intercourse or cream pie sounds like fun could we do that today.”
“Yes, we can do that, but first we need to get you in the right mood. Make you aware of what your body is thinking. If you notice your nipples are soft. Have you masturbated today?”
“I played with myself a bit this morning got excited but failed to have an orgasm.” She replied.
“You can bring your hands down now; I want you to play with your nipples. I want you to play with your pussy. Show me what you were doing this morning.”
She took her hands down to her nipples and rubbed them, caressing them and then took one hand down to her pussy and rubbed the outside of her labia lips, but never touched her clitoris.
“So, you were outside your pussy lips. Did you go inside? Did you find your clitoris? Did you twist on your nipples?”
Marie just shook her head no. So, I assume she didn’t do any of that stuff.
“Lay back and I will show you how to come.” as she laid down, I took my hands to her nipples circled them and then grab her nips between my thumb and forefinger and pinch them a little. She winced as I squeeze them, and I took my hands down to her pussy, I open her legs wide and rub the entire Vagina for a minute. When I got to her clitoris, I grabbed it between my fingers pinched it a bit.
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