“Come in,” Dr Lee’s voice called when I rapped at her office door. “Michael. It’s good to see you again. How are you finding my class.”
“I’m having difficulty concentrating, Dr Lee.”
“Please. Lea. I’m afraid I was just getting ready to leave, but I have something for you.” She reached into her desk drawer and drew out a canister of tea. “Do you know how to make green tea?”
I nodded.
“I want you to drink a cup before each class. And drink a cup before you come see me here, and I want you to again, whenever you want. But come during my evening office hours. I haven’t posted them on my webpage yet. They begin at 9:30. And Michael?” Dr Lee reached out and lifted my hand to expose the nail polish. “Wear something pretty to class tomorrow, and whenever you come see me.” Dr Lee tapped a generous amount oof tea leaves into a cup on her desk. She lifted a thermos from her desk and poured steaming water into it. “Have a cup. I have time.”
The world grew hazy, taking on a pastel glow and I felt a sick sense of urgency with the first sip. I sipped as fast as the heat would allow, my blood pounding inside me. I couldn’t think. My blood thundered a word. It thundered “Lea.” I dropped the cup to the floor and fell to my knees. Dr Lee was sliding off her pants. I knew only my need to eat her pussy and was furiously afraid it would be denies. I wrapped my legs around the stem of Lea’s desk chair so it would not tip over and hoisted one leg over each should, sliding her down and towards me.
“Michael, if you even taste me after drinking that tea, I will own you forever. If a week goes by without your suckling at my pussy, you will become violently ill. If a month passes and you don’t commune with you new goddess,” Lea’s hand pressed my head forward, “you will die.” Her hand fell away. “Drink your fill,” she sighed.
I had never felt such an intense sense of concentration and compulsion. Every flick of my tongue across her clit, every superfluous swipe are her inner labia, every taste of her pussy’s nectar. It was not taxing or tedious. It was purpose. With each spasm of her pussy, it became even more important to make her spasm again.
“Now cum,” Dr Lee mewled.
The erection in my pants began to throb, ejaculating and ejaculating for minutes. I latched my mouth onto Mistress Lea’s pussy to suck out my reward for my obedience and a torrent of blazing hot semen spilled from my dick and ran down my thigh. I babbled my thanks and continued to eat her pussy. She did not stop me.
“Understand that you love me,” Mistress Lea moaned. “You expect nothing but to be my possession in return, but you have never loved before and you will never love again. I have lain in your soul your whole life and now, when you gaze into it, you see me looking back. Your hunger to know what it means to truly be mine cannot be slaked. There is nothing else. Nothing. Only loving me.”
She spoke the words of God. I had never felt glowing euphoria, such burning passion in my chest, such mind-shattering need.
“I’m numb, baby. You need to stop.” She tried to pull the chair back but my legs locked it in place. “Oh, all right.”
When Dr Lee’s breaths grew steady and her breath began to catch softly in her throat, I began to grow hard again at the thought of eating her pussy as she slept. This time, I undid my pants and took my large dick in my hand. My pubic mound and balls were shaved for cross-dressing and my fist slapped out an even tempo as I tugged on Mistress Lea’s dick. I began to whine and whimper into her pussy. Her hand moved to my hair.
“You can’t. But keep trying. You can’t until tomorrow’s class. Remember to wear something pretty. I love this. Don’t say a word when I wake. Just lie on the sofa and sleep. It’s still on 10:30. Wake me up at 1am. Michael.” She handed her watch down to me. “Thank you so much for this. You’re such a fucking good boy.” Her hand tousled my hair for a bit then grew still.
I saw Dr Lee’s mouth fell open when she stood, staring at my eight inch hardon, just as my eyes were closing in sleep. “You can’t hear and you can’t feel. You can see but it’s impossible to keep your eyes open for more than ten seconds every minute. But don’t count. And you absolutely cannot cum.”
I woke alone on the sofa in Lea’s office. My hand was on my dick and I was masturbating furiously. Elusive images tugged at my mind but slipped away before I could see them. I could hear Dr Lee’s voice not the words. I couldn’t cum and then slowly remembered that I had been told not, but only that I had been told not the memory of it. I opened my backpack. The tea was inside. I remembered the tea. And that I had been told to wear something pretty. Perhaps I was going to screw Lea after all.
I was nearly careening off the walls on the way to my next class with Dr Lee. The air was so think I gagged upon it, my body ached with need, the notion of lucid thought was a joke, and my useless little girl clit was sore beyond measure and shriveled. I glowed and burned with love beyond what I’d thought possible. And then I saw her, coming towards me in the hallway. She raised her eyebrows.
“You’re calm. You can only cum in the classroom until I say otherwise. Oh, and Michael?” She leaned in close and pulled my head down.
“Mommy’s cumming already. Stuff it in. Stuff it in. Michael, you have such a big one. Mommy grew you such a big one, didn’t she? Such a big fucking cock. How does it feel to be home again, Michael?
You can barely hear. You’re fucking your mother mindlessly, blissed out that your wildest fantasy is coming true again, that you’re fucking your own Mommy. Mommy had lifted and spread her legs and you were fucking her, your own Mother, the sort of mother who came and came and came while her little boy spears his fuckpole in and out of her syrupy cunt. “I love fucking my Mommy. I love you Mommy.”
Meredith’s head was thrashing up and down on the pillow, tendons bulging, eyes bulging, screaming words neither of you understands. You put your hand over her mouth. “That’s your own son’s dick inside you, Mommy.” She began to nod violently. “Your own baby boy is fucking you. Michael, Mommy. I’m Michael, your son. And I’m making you cum. How does it feel to be the sort of mother who loves her son’s dick more than any other she’s ever had?”
“How does it feel to be the sort of son who knows good boys only cum in their Mommy’s pussies. How does it feel to be the sort of son who wants to be a good boy so much he’ll never make love to another woman. Your cock. Your cock.” Meredith screamed, heading into another violent orgasm, “Fuck your Mommy, Michael! It’s the whole reason I made you!”
“I love fucking my Mommy. I love fucking my Mommy,” you chant, holding your eyes on your Mommy’s, watching her nod spastically while her head thrashes. You pin her knees to her shoulders, communing with your own soul once again.
“You’ll meet her,” Your Mommy gasps. “You’ve love her. You’ll do anything for her. You always love her. She’s everything to you. More than me, more than anyone ever finds in this life. A Goddess, a Mistress. So, so perfect for you and, in your heart of hearts, exactly, down to the most maddening precision of detail, what you want. Her name is Lea Lee, Mistress Lea Lee. And she is your Mommy and you are her cunt’s mindless slave. Now hear it again.”
“Yes, Mommy,” you sputter, smiling widely with anticipation at meeting Lea who stands right before you.
“When I lecture, you’ll hear me say those words again and again.” She pulled my head down again and said a single sentence.
“Mistress Lea controls my soul.”
“When I lecture, those words and no other will repeat in your head again and again, even if you cum. And you may. You may cum as many times as you want and I promise you nothing bad will happen. And when you touch your dick?”
Remember how much you love me, Michael.
I couldn’t understand anything I saw or anything I heard. So much pleasure, unending pleasure. And so much weakness.
“Michael? Michael? You’ll feel that. No go to the bathroom and get your panties off behind those garters. I’ll wait, but hurry.”
Dr Lee set in on her lecture the moment the door clicked shut behind me. I reflexively raised the loose skirt of my white dress and began rubbing my already hard dick, just twisting the uncircumcised head of it. I couldn’t make sense of anything. Hands guided me to a chair. Dimly aware it was not a student desk, I leaned back and began fucking my hard dick on my hand, jabbering about Mommy and Lea until I felt a finger pressed to my lips. Suddenly my dick was limp and the need to cum was gone. I had blacked out. I rolled my penis against the inside of my thigh until it grew hard again. I had simply never known such pleasure. There was divinity to my love that, eroticized, made this something other than masturbation, something other than sex, something far greater. I was an instrument of worship, and I worshipped with my cum. I fisted my dick to another orgasm, screaming Dr Lee’s name. When it rose a third time, I distinctly heard Dr Lee speak.
“I’m going to take a break for a few moments, class. I want to help out Michael, who seems to be having some trouble.” She grasped my dick, overhanded, and breathed, “I can read your mind.” Mistress Lea kissed me, her tongue darting down my throat, mine rising in response. I was so bare, so exposed, but everything she did said my every thought was okay, deserving of the pleasure she gave me. “This is how you suck dick,” she growled over her shoulder. “Do not cum in Mommy’s mouth,” she murmured, holding the base of my dick. I gasped and let out squeals like hiccups at regular intervals as Lea’s mouth worked on my dick. It screamed and screamed for faster and more despite her quickly bobbing head. Long, long minutes, I stared at the class.
“Please, please, please,” I begged. “Make it fucking stop.”
“Beg louder, Michael,” Lea said, raising her head and, moments later, mercifully rose and lifted her skirt. She straddled me, facing away, towards the room. I clamped my mouth down on her bare shoulder. “Do you see, class? Do you see how to fuck a loving slut with a huge dick?” I didn’t feel her orgasm but soon she was trying to ride off of me. I grabbed her waist and she tried to wiggle away. She gasped deeply and sank down fully upon me again with a cry. “Cum!”
I began to ejaculate inside her in small spurts.
“Don’t stop. I want it all. Cum until I say otherwise.” She flipped her hair. “You see how he obeys, how happy he is to obey, to fill my womb with his cum?”
My dick pulsed inside her, great waves of orgasm that yielded no semen after the first thirty seconds. Dr Lee reached between my legs and grabbed my balls. “I can’t feel you cumming anymore, beautiful.”
“I know I can. Please. I know I can.”
“Do you want help?”
“Please no.”
“You do.”
“Please yes.”
Lea’s other hand darted between my legs to my shaved asshole. Her fingers began to work at my sphincter, tugging it this way and that. The next two wracking waves of orgasm yielded small streams of cum. “Good girl. Keep trying. I’m going to return to my lecture.”
My dick throbbed and spasmed wildly inside my Mistress’s pussy, crescendos of bliss inside a heaven of everything.
“That’s all for this afternoon. You can stop cumming, Michael.” Lea rose off me and I rolled to the floor and promptly threw up. “Come by my office on Monday for your taste of pussy. How do you feel?”
I rolled over on my back, hand instinctively reaching out to rapidly pump what was clearly her dick now. “I love you so much there aren’t fucking words for it.”
“You’re getting an A,” she said and grasped her tongue between her teeth. “You’re going to dream of fucking me every night this weekend. Every night, all night long, watching every bit of it. You’ll live out every fantasy you ever had. Hours and hours and hours of passionate sex. You will wake up again and again with your dick in your hand but you will know better than to play with it. Instead, your blood will pound in your ears and you’ll hear a word when it pounds and that word will be ‘Mommy.’ But then you will only see me when you drift off to fuck again. Oh, and Baby? Mommy loves you so, so much. Feel Mommy’s love when the blood beats in your ears. Do you need to know what Mommy’s love feels like? It’s warm and safe and will last past both our lives. It so familiar that you will hardly even notice it. You’ll only notice how much you love Mommy with your memory of your dreams running through your mind. Beneath your love for Mommy, they’ll be a part of you, a very, very important part of you. Oh, and no tea. Not till Monday.” Lea frowned. “Stand up. Now cum.”
My penis bobbed up and down, throbbing wildly.
“You are my possession. Cum again, please.”
My urethra contracted and my cock throbbed and twitched violently.
“I care for you only in that you are mind. Feel the cold sting of my uncaring ownership and cum.”
“Ahhhh!” I cried and spit fell from my mouth, bent over my pulsing balls and throbbing, hard dick.”
Lea knelt before me. “We can’t have you remember. You stayed after class to masturbate and fell asleep on the desk.” She bobbed her head, sucking her pussy off my dick while I whimpered and implored her to stop. “Sleep well, Michael. You earned it. Your dreams will start tomorrow night. Tonight, there will be only blackness.” She cut out the light. The door locked behind her when she closed it.
I threw my backpack on the desk up front as a pillow and was asleep in moments. I woke to students in the hall. I checked my phone. 3:30. Dr Lee was holding afternoon office hours. I straightened my dress and, not giving a thought to my makeup, headed out across the quad to the Darden Education building. I tapped on Lea’s door. “Dr Lee, what happened in class yesterday?”
“Michael,” she beamed. “Come in. I have a question for you too.”
“What’s your question?”
“Shut the door, please. Would you be willing to taste my pussy? I’m not asking you to lick me, just a taste.”
“What happened in class yesterday?” I implored.
“I think you’ll feel much better once you do.” Lea kicked off her heels and rolled her pantyhose down and then hiked her skirt up. “Dip your tongue.”
I dropped to my knees and did as she asked, sliding my tongue into her wet vagina and sucking once, drawing out her nectar. My head cleared and my body slumped, relaxed.
“Don’t worry about class.” Dr Lee turned away from me. “Come back for more anytime you want.”
I stared at her from the doorway, beaten, obsession boiling in my head. “Can you tell me what you’re doing to me?”
“I’m separating you from yourself. I’d tell you to what end, but I don’t know. I’d explain the product of the process, but I don’t know that either. You know better than me, I suspect.”
I’d be broken by desire for her and always be hers.
“I want you here Monday evening, at any rate. Remember the tea. How much is left?”
“Three cups, maybe. I’ve been making it strong.”
“Bring the canister.” She paused and then spun her chair around. “Michael? I’m going to fuck you. In your ass. Wear something suitable. We’ll meet here, chat over tea, and then head to the hotels across Hampton Blvd from campus.” She fished in her purse. “Here. Anxiety pills. You’re overwrought. They last two days. Take four every time you wake up and you’ll sleep the weekend away. Don’t mix with alcohol under any circumstance. And don’t take any after dawn on Sunday.
Lea and I screwed endlessly in my head for three days. I rubbed my penis in a stupor, reliving my dreams, lost in an ocean of love for my Mommy. When my eyes opened Monday morning, I stared numbly at the ceiling for hours and hours. I had to have her. No matter what. I had to cum in Dr Lea Lee. I put on my gothic lolita skirt and blouse and did my makeup, rushing to get to campus by 9:30, taking a cup of tea with me in the car with the canister in the glove compartment. I downed it in a gulp in the student parking lot. I was getting fucked in the ass, begging for more the whole time, Dr Lee’s hands on my waist, pulling me back into her driving hips.
“Do you smell anything?” she asked.
“No.”
“There’s something to smell.”
“I can’t.”
“It’s my pussy, Michael. Whenever you smell it, your mind, heart, body, and soul will behave as I instruct. Remember how good it feels to obey. Remember how good it feels to love me. Remember how good it feels to need me. Remember how good it feels to belong to me. Michael? That’s my dick in your ass. I’m making you mine.”
“Yes, Lea.”
“Mistress.”
“Mistress. Mistress Lea.”
“When you cum, you’re going to understand for a few fleeting seconds the most important question you’ll ever have. Now when I say, cum and cum and cum. Michael, Baby? Now.”
I felt my cock erupt and heard Mistress Lea’s voice as she violently fucked my ass in deep, deep strokes with her ten-inch dildo. “This is what it feels like to truly belong to me,” she said as jet after jet of cum splattered across the blanket. I slumped forward off her cock.
“Now, the bad news, though I’m sure you’ll love it in time.” She unfastened the rubber dick from her waist and rolled me over. Straddling my face, she rubbed her pussy back and forth across my lips as I licked at its.
I think I’m going to take another stab at this story. I feel it’s a good idea that just didn’t take off.