Celestia
"Did you already pick your topic yet?" asks Steph as we walk to class along with Ethan and Luke in tow. We've all been hanging out together for a while now which has been fun since I don't really talk to too many people in the first place.
"I did, I chose BDSM," I reply.
"Really? Aren't we doing that one today?"
"Yeah, I think so, Professor Finn said that he had an old friend coming in," answers Ethan.
"Where'd you hear that from?"
"I have my sources." he laughs. as he opens the classroom door for us to enter.
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"Today we'll talk about the second thing on this list which is BDSM. In order for you to get a better understanding of that, I have invited an old friend to talk about his personal life in that area. Most of you should know him anyway as he is a very known man for his business. He will be here in a few minutes so I suggest to anyone who chose this topic to write down questions you'd like to ask if you have any ahead of time."
As he says that last sentence he looks straight at me above the frames of his glasses. I don't know why he's giving me a stare but I look down at my notebook, slightly embarrassed for even picking the topic in the first place. Maybe I should've picked roleplay or something. I only chose my topic in the first place because it reminded me of the red room at the club.
"Ah, there he is, everyone meet Mr. Osgood."
No. No. Fuck no. There's no way in hell. I keep my head down and start to chew on my bottom lip. Please. Please. Please don't notice me. Thank God for the baseball cap I decided to wear today. Otherwise, I'd be a wreck.
"Thank you again for coming. I know you're a busy man."
"Anything for a friend Finn, how have you been?"
"I've been great thanks for asking, ever since I started teaching this class things have sure been interesting."
"Ha, I'm sure they have." laughs Ramon.
As they have their conversation I send the group a quick text panicking about how I wanted to just crawl inside of a whole and literally die. I finally but slowly look up to see Luke giving me a concerned look. Ethan laughs out loud by mistake and he quickly covers his mouth with his hands.
"Care to tell us what's so funny Ethan?"
"Nothing, nothing professor Finn."
"Alright settle down, I'm gonna let Ramon have the floor."
"Afternoon students. As you already know, I am a business owner and took over my father's business after he died but what most people do not know about me is that I have a very specific type of sexual life I partake in. Now, I see that most of you are confused, intimidated, or even scared for that matter now that you know this but not only am I here to inform you about this lifestyle, I'm also here for you to learn something new."
I start to drown him out as my head continues to panic. If there was a miniature version of me inside my head and you could see it, it would be rocking back and forth with its knees to its chest. I tip my hat down and lift my head up so I could see him. Just to make sure he wasn't looking my way. He wasn't wearing a suit. And that surprised me somehow. Mostly because I've never seen him without one. He has on a very fitted white shirt and casual black jeans. Before he could turn his head all the way to me, I tilted my head down once more.
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"That's all I have for today. If anyone is interested in learning more I'll leave my number and email with Professor Finn. Thank you for having me."
Finally.
"Okay, now class you're dismissed. Except for you Celestia, I need to have a talk with you."
I grimace and deeply sigh as everyone gets up to leave. Stephanie whispers to me as she walks by saying that she'll text me later. I grab my bag and haul it over my shoulder as I go up to him.
"You've had your head down all class. Is everything okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I was just a little surprised that's all."
"May I ask why? You did choose this topic beforehand."
"It's just that Mr. Osgood, well he's kind of my boss where I work and-"
"You didn't expect him to be into things like BDSM?"
"No."
"Well, there's no need to give you his info since you pretty much know him already but I suggest that you do talk to him. He's a reliable source."
"I know, but-"
"Look you don't have to do this topic if you don't want to. I can allow you to change it if you want but you'll have to give me a new one by tomorrow."
"No, I can do the topic."
"Are you sure? I don't like seeing students fail my class."
"Yes, I'm sure,"
"Okay then, you may go."
"Thank you," I mumble as I leave out the door.
"I knew it was you under that hat."
I freeze mid-step because I knew it was him. He must've stayed behind.
"You just love to follow me everywhere don't you?" I fume as I whirl around to face him.
"No, I don't. How was I supposed to know if you were in this specific class?"
"I don't know, you have your ways, you could've gotten the entire school's roster for all I know."
"I'm not a stalker Celestia."
"Well, you sure act like one."
"Just because I end up in the same places as you from time to time doesn't make me a stalker."
He had me there, He was right in a way. I just sigh. "This conversation is over. I have somewhere to be."
"Where, the club?"
"Yes, and don't follow me there either."
"You can't tell me where I can or cannot go."
"Yeah, but I sure as hell can avoid you. I'm leaving."
I don't wait for him to say anything I just leave and go straight for my car. Once I lock myself inside I hit my head against the steering wheel. Fuck my life honestly. I lay there for a few minutes before I turn on the car and drive off. The second I get to the club I go straight behind the bar and grab a large bottle of booze. I didn't care what it was I just grabbed whatever I saw. I went to the back and changed into a red outfit so I wouldn't have to change later. I also grab a robe and slip it on all while trying to twist open the bottle in my hand. I grab my phone and head upstairs to the red room. I put on a playlist, turn the volume up to max and proceed to sprawl out on the couch with my legs dangling from the side of it. The day wasn't even over yet and I'm fed up and pissed off, and not to mention drunk soon.
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Ramon
I call her cell again and it rings until it goes to voice messaging. I speed past yet another light. I quickly get to the club and don't even take my time to park well. No one ever walks away from me. Ever. I barge inside and look around. She's not on stage and she's not in the crowd either. Maybe she knew I wouldn't listen and follow her here anyway. Smart girl. I make my way over to the back room and knock. A young woman opens it and she straightens up when she notices me.
"Has Celestia been here?" I ask.
"Um, no sir."
"Thank you," I quickly say as I head for the stairs. I open the first door. Nothing. Then I come up to the second door. I hear music coming from the inside. I swing the door open and there she was, drowning down the last of the bottle she had in her hand. Legs wide open. My head wanted it as a silent invitation.
"Hello, my pretty little stalker." she smiles as she throws the empty bottle to the other seat.
"You're drunk."
"Am I now?"
"Celestia," I say as I move closer to her.
"No, don't come any closer. Every time I'm near you something bad always happens so stay away."
"I just wanna talk."
"You always want to talk, it's the same excuse. You just want to get near me and peel every layer of my sanity away until I'm all vulnerable so you can toy with me."
"That's not true. You just can't handle the truth."
"What truth? There is no truth to whatever this is. It's just a bunch of shitty lies. All you've been doing here is trying to get laid."
"Celestia, you're not thinking straight. Don't move I'll get you some water."
I leave the room and quickly grab a water bottle from the mini-fridge at the bar downstairs. Once I'm back in the room I close the door behind me. As I turn around I witness the robe falling down her shoulders to the floor. She was wearing one of her getups which made me swallow the lump in my throat. She sits back down and looks at my rigid face.
"What? I was getting hot."
"I didn't say anything," I reply as I hand her over the water. She looks up at me but takes the bottle and chugs it down.
"Feel better?"
"No, what do you want from me, Ramon."
"I already told you what I want. It's just a matter of getting you to admit that you and I both want the same thing."
"No, we don't"
"Stop lying to yourself Celestia, it's not good for you."
"Let's say I am lying, so what, that still doesn't mean that I'm gonna let you touch me again."
"Are you sure about that? Let me tell you a few things. One. I'm not even near you and I can smell your arousal." I take a step closer. "Two. Every time we happen to talk about sex I see the way your eyes glow brighter as if you love hanging onto my every word." A couple of steps more. "And three. I always get what I want and what I want right now is you." I finally say as I am now towering over her with each hand on the armchairs.
That finally shut her up. She looked like sin. A beautiful sin just begging me.
"May I ask you a question?" I ask.
"You just did."
"Don't get smart with me Celestia or you will regret it."
"Fine. What?"
"Why did you choose BDSM as your topic from that list?"
"Because it seemed interesting I guess." she shrugs.
"Is it? Or is it because there's a part of you that wants to know more. How it feels like. To be dominated by someone."
"I'm not like that."
"How do you know if you haven't even tried it yet?"
"I-I don't know," she says as she looks down.
"Celestia look at me when I'm talking to you."
She still looks down but she begins to bite her lips. I take my hand and pick her chin up to force her to look at me.
"Don't bite your lip like that. I'm already losing my self-control with you."
She visibly swallows and all I can do is imagine her swallowing me whole with that pretty little mouth of hers.
"Give me a week," I whisper to her as I lean in and use my thumb to pull her now nearly swollen bottom lip free.
"A week for what?"
"A week to show you how good BDSM can be."
"Why, I'm doing research on it. I don't need to have sex with you to know about it."
"I promise it's worth it. I can give you a better understanding of it."
"I'll think about it."
"You will?"
"Yes, I will if it'll make you get off my back for a while."
"That's the problem, I can't stay away from you. Ever since I saw you enter my office for that first interview I've had my eyes on you."
"I thought this was a recent thing."
"No, this has been from the beginning. You have this sort of drive and way you hold yourself that makes you look so bold and beautiful. Fuck, I can't take it anymore let me touch you. Please."
Her gasp at my words only made me want her more. I take my hand and start to trail it all over her legs until it reaches her hips. My fingers play with the strap of her thong and I look up at her. She surprises me when she pushes my hands away, but not from her body. She pushes them so she can get through and she starts to kiss me roughly.
"A week. That's it." she moans into my mouth.
"I'll make sure that it's the best week you've ever had."
I grab her and pull her up. She locks her legs around my waist and I tilt my head back at the contact. She continues to kiss me for a few minutes before we're both out of breath and panting. I lay her back down on the couch and pull off my shirt. She drags her fingers across my abdomen and I groan.
"I want to feel you around me, Celestia."
She bites her lip again and I bend down until I'm close to her again.
"I want this off," I state as I flick her right breast.
"You're gonna have to say please."
I take her hands and cross them above her head while keeping a tight grip on them.
"Rule number one. I am now your dom and you are my sub. You reply to me only when I say so. You can only call me two names. Master and Sir. I do not have to say please to you."
"But-"
"But nothing. Welcome to the life of BDSM sweetheart," I smile. "I will not repeat myself again. Take. It. Off."
She nods slowly as I let go of her arms. She brings them behind her, unclasps her bra, and lets it fall off. I take it and throw it to the other couch. I glide my hand down to her waist again.
"This is coming off too," I whisper.
She starts to squirm and I stop.
"Are you scared? Do you want to stop?"
"No," she breathes out.
I continue to pull her panties down until they're all the way off and I toss them to the couch where her bra was. I look down at her and she timidly covers up with her hands.
"Don't do that. You're beautiful Celestia."
"I don't like being stared at."
"You have people stare at you all the time when you're dancing. This isn't any different."
"Well can you do something and stop gawking?"
"Oh, I will don't worry. But you're mine. I can look at you all I want."
I bend down and pull a nipple to my mouth. She gasps as I swirl my tongue around it and gently bite. I move on to the next and do the same. She arches her back which pushes her closer to me. I dip my hand in between her legs and glide a finger through her slit.
"You're really wet for me aren't you."
"Y-yes."
I remove my hands off of her and look her in the eye. She whimpers at the loss of contact and starts to reach for my hand.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, sir. I am wet."
"Good girl. Don't move." I say as I go over to the small stand behind her. I open the top drawer and pull out three red lace ribbons from the pile of handcuffs. When I'm back in front of her I grab her hands and tie them behind her with one ribbon. I used the next two to tie her ankles to the end of the other two seats next to her so that she was now spread out in front of me. I bend down and bury myself in between her legs and as she moans they grow louder. She starts to quiver as I can feel her orgasm rising and I stop and let go.
"S-sir, please. I- I need, I need to come. I'm so close." she breaths out rigidly as she tries desperately to reach for me.
"Rule number two. I decided when you come." I say as I slowly slip a set of fingers inside of her. She moans, falls back down onto the couch, and starts to move her hips in a circular motion. I speed up my pace as I pump my fingers in and out of her. She starts to shake again and I move faster.
"Don't you dare come or I will punish you. I want you to come around me and only me but you're nowhere near that right now." I whisper in her ear, moving even faster with every word.
"P-please sir, I can't-"
"Yes, you can. And you will."
I slip my fingers out of her and stand up to remove the rest of my clothes. She watches intensely as my cock springs out. I watch her as she licks her lips and I move closer to her.
"You think you're ready for this? I'll have you screaming the walls down."
She says nothing but she leans forward until her lips are near the head of my cock. She looks up at me, gives me a mischievous smile, and darts her tongue across the tip of it.
"You really want it bad don't you."
"Yes sir," she replies.
I untie her ankles and her arms and grab her legs to place them on my shoulders.
"Are you on birth control?"
"Yes, I am."
"Good because I want to feel you raw. And I want you to know how it feels to be filled to the brim."
I bend down to kiss her once more before I plunge myself inside of her fully.
"Fuck yes!" she screams as her fingers dig into my back.
"You're so tight around me." I groan.
I begin pounding into her and I lift her up so that my hands are holding her by her thighs to do so. The sounds of skin smashing down into one another echoes the walls. She starts to shake again for the third time and I gently place her down on the couch as I slowly go in and out.
"You can come for me now Celestia. And I wanna hear you scream my name."