Arthur chuckled a little. "True enough." He nodded. "Just be careful. You know? Make sure someone knows where you are and who you're with. Don't go and get kidnapped or anything."
"My dad would pay the ransom, don't worry. So long as I wasn't kidnapped by a Korean doctor." Mindy smirked.
Arthur laughed and shook his head. "I have to get to class. Are you going back to the office?"
"Back to the dorm for me." Mindy answered.
"You live on campus with your family so close?" Arthur asked.
"I wanted the college experience." Mindy explained as she stood and gathered her dishes. "My dad didn't like it, but once I got the job on campus, he realized it's better to walk to class and work and be closer to the library for studying."
"Right. The library." Arthur joked as they started walking toward the exit. He left his dishes on the conveyor for the kitchen. Then he followed Mindy's example of shouting a thank you through the hole to whoever was loading the washer.
They walked out of the cafeteria and into the warm fall air, Mindy's heels clicking on the paved walkway once more.
"Thanks, boss." Mindy said as she looked over at him. "For all the advice."
Arthur laughed. "I'm not your boss, y'know? I just check your work. Beth's the boss."
"I know." Mindy rolled her eyes. "Think of it like a nickname, not a title."
Arthur laughed. "Okay, I guess."
"Would you prefer something else? I could call you Chief?" Mindy suggested. "Or Arty? Do you like Arty?"
Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. "Never was into Arty." He shook his head. "And Chief is not accurate either."
"Boss, it is then." Mindy decided. "So, suck it up, boss."
Arthur shook his head and laughed with her as they walked and arrived at the fork in their road. Mindy's dorm was up the hill, and Arthur's class was straight ahead. They both seemed to hesitate at the division.
"Well, I should head up here." She gestured toward the dorm. "I'll see you at work tomorrow?"
Arthur nodded. "Of course. I'll see you then." He gave her a smile and then started off toward class.
"Hey, boss?" Mindy called out after him and took a few steps to catch up.
"Yeah?" Arthur asked, turning around to answer whatever question was coming.
"Do you want to go bowling this weekend? With me? As a date?" Each question followed the other in a nervous flood that surprised Arthur as his head shifted back. He looked at Mindy for a moment, the confusion in his narrowed eyes giving way to realization and feelings of recognized idiocy.
"Uh..." He started.
"Oh-my-god-I'm-so-stupid-I'm-sorry-just-forget-" Mindy started.
"Sure." Arthur finished his answer. Mindy stopped mid-apology, and it was her turn to look surprised. Then her smile broke through her face, broad and unrestrained.
"Great." Mindy chirped. "Saturday?" She asked.
"Oh, I have dinner with my parents on Saturday." He answered. "Sunday?" He countered.
"Perfect." She nodded. "What time?"
"...Four?" Arthur had to think about what time might work best, given that things around here usually closed early on Sundays.
"Perfect." Mindy smiled. "See you tomorrow!"
Arthur was pretty sure she wasn't running away from him, up the hill to her dorm, but she was running. It was impressive in those heels of hers. He turned back toward where his class lay off in the distance and started walking again.
"Huh." He said to himself. "That came out of nowhere."
Arthur was not usually an idiot, but he was not used to the attention. This kind of thing never happened to him when he was younger. His high school days had been awkward, and Arthur was never the guy that women wanted to be with. He played sports, but he was never the star. Arthur had hobbies, but he was never fascinating. He was the best friend of the guy who got all the girls, and he'd accepted that lot in life. He was friendly, and he had lots of friends, and growing up, that was all anyone ever wanted to be.
He'd grown more in college. He grew a tad taller. Working out a lot had done wonders for his chances of dating, but he was still acting as though he didn't have chiseled abs or an Apollo belt that made everyone bite their lips when he went poolside. He'd lost the baby fat from his face, and his jaw was now more pronounced.
He didn't think of himself as a lady's man, primarily because he was with Lori during and directly after his blossoming transformation. Now he was single and ready to date again, and he had two dates this weekend with two different women and a friend-with-benefits that he couldn't stop thinking about.
He was still stunned when he made it to class, but economics soon took his mind off women and their mysterious thought processes. He didn't even think about Selene and fucking her on the lecture hall floor with an audience watching. Well, maybe a little.
Time passed, and he did his best to lose himself in his classwork. He was reading through his flashcards when his phone went off.
Slut: I miss you, Master. I wish I could be sucking your cock right now.
Arthur smiled and messaged back.
Master: I miss you too, Slut. I wish you could too, but I'm about to go into class.
Slut: What time does your class end?
Master: 9:30.
It made for a late night every Thursday and a long class, but it'd be worth it when he got his Bachelor's at the end of next semester. Or so he hoped.
Slut: Would you be mad if I waited for you outside of class? You could fuck me or maybe give me the punishment I've earned.
Master: I wouldn't be mad. But uh... things have gotten a little more complicated. We should talk.
Slut: Is something wrong?!
Master: Nothing's wrong. Someone asked me out. I have a date with someone else on Sunday.
There wasn't a message for a while, but he could see that she was typing. Then he got the notification.
Slut: My Master is such a stud. :fire_emoji:
Arthur smirked and shook his head.
Master: You're sure you're okay with me keeping my date with Kelly and now going on a date with someone new?
Slut: Of course, Master. Just keep me in the loop. You can tell me all about it while I suck your cock after class or while you punish me tonight.
Arthur shifted how he was sitting.
Master: Behave, slut.
Slut: Yes, Master.
She sent him a picture. She was lying on her bed with the tank of her dress, and one bra cup pulled down, exposing her right tit to the camera. It was pointed and standing at attention, eager for attention. The dress's skirt was hiked up, revealing her thong beneath it. Her left hand was dangerously close to her folds on her bare thigh, her fingers spread wide. Her eyes were sparkling and staring straight into the camera. She was biting her bottom lip.
Slut: May I play with myself, Master?
Arthur grinned and saved the picture to his phone.
Master: Yes, slut. I'm setting a timer now. You may play with yourself until it goes off. When I message you to stop, you still stop. Do you understand?
Slut: Yes, Master.
Master: Begin.
Arthur activated the timer and went into class.
His phone buzzed shortly before the timer was supposed to go off, partway through the lecture. He was expecting a message from Selene telling him that she was close or wanted permission to cum, but instead, it was from a number he didn't recognize.
Unrecognized Number: Hey, it's Kat.
Arthur ignored the message and did his best to pay attention to the lecture until the timer went off. Then he messaged Selene once more.
Master: Stop.
Selene sent him back a picture of herself, much the same as before, but both breasts were exposed this time, the thong was slid aside, and she was pouting instead of biting her lip.
Selene: How long do I need to stop for?
Master: Until I say otherwise.
Selene: You're so mean.
Master: Is that a complaint?
Selene: No, Sir.
Arthur smiled and turned his attention back to class. It was a smaller classroom than most, and his texting hadn't gone unnoticed, but no one commented on it. No one was sitting directly next to him, so he wasn't in danger of someone seeing his phone, but he still didn't want to be rude. He put his phone back in his pocket.
About ten minutes passed before it buzzed against his leg again. He kept paying attention to class. It buzzed again two minutes later. Then a third time.
Slut: Please, Master, may I play with myself again?
Slut: Please?
Slut: Master?
Master: Begin.
Arthur went back to work, taking notes. He waited until they hit their break for class, nearly eight minutes later, and headed to the bathroom. He had fifteen minutes, as did the rest of the class, and he knew how he wanted to spend it. He locked the stall behind him, unzipped his fly, and pulled out his phone.
Master: Send me a video. Record yourself, slut. Let me watch.
Selene didn't send anything back immediately, but he received a video message after two minutes. She was lying on her bed, her dress in a ruffled state of disarray crunched around her stomach. One handheld the phone, and the other went to work on her pussy, fingering herself while she rubbed her clit with her thumb.
Selene's mouth was moving, but his volume was off, so he couldn't hear it. He didn't think anyone else was in the bathroom, but he didn't want to risk someone walking in, so he didn't turn the volume up. He simply watched as she fucked herself with her fingers and talked to the camera. She looked as though she were begging for something, and he could guess what.
Master: Such a hot slut.
Artur messaged back with one hand while his other pumped his shaft.
Master: I'm masturbating in the bathroom stall just watching you.
Slut: Oh, fuck. Please, Master, may I cum?
Master: No. Save it for me.
Slut: Please, Master?
Master: No.
Slut: PLEASE?
Master: I said no. If you cum without permission, there will be another punishment. Do you understand?
Slut: Yes, sir.
Arthur knew how she felt. He wanted his release too, but instead, he played with himself, then gave himself some time to soften before leaving the stall.
Slut: What classroom are you in?
Master: M402.
Slut: I'll be waiting for you when your class is over.
Master: Good. Leave your bra there.
Slut: Yes, sir.
Arthur smiled and then went back into class. The second half was simultaneously easier and more challenging to sit through. It was easier because there weren't as many interruptions. He wasn't stopping his note-taking to text or set timers. It was more difficult because he was more distracted than ever, thinking of what would happen after class. He had a few ideas already, but they grew and played out in his mind in different ways.
He wasn't disappointed. When class finally finished, he was one of the last ones out the door. The door opened to the hallway, where Selene stood against the wall a little way down. Her purse was slung in front of her. The white tank dress she wore flared its skirt out on either side of her against the wall. She pushed off the wall behind her when she saw him step through the door. She quickly bounced over to him with a broad smile on her face.
"Come on." He said with a nod to the hallway. "Follow me." He started walking with his bookbag slung over his shoulder, and she followed behind.
Selene fell into the same step she'd kept when she slave-walked from her apartment to his the day before. She kept her hands folded behind her, pushing her chest out and shoulders back. She watched his heels as they walked, not paying attention to the rest of the world around them. The building was empty except for the few night classes that were letting out now, and in a few minutes, she knew they'd likely be the last ones in the building.
He led her to the back stairwell and held the door open for her after he'd passed through it. She followed, and the door closed behind her with a heavy thunk as Arthur started his ascent to the top floor.
"Go ahead of me." Arthur stopped and stood to the side of the stairs for a moment.
Selene obeyed. Arthur started climbing the stairs again when she was a few steps ahead, his eyes level with the gap between her thighs if the dress wasn't in the way.
"Lift the back of your dress while we walk." Arthur ordered, and Selene obeyed eagerly. The bright thong she wore cleft her ass cheeks which were a much-faded red from their activities the night before. He watched her round bubble but shift and move as she climbed the stairs ahead of him, and he couldn't help the grin on his face.
Selene stopped when they reached the final landing of the top floor. The hallway beyond it was dark through the narrow pane of glass on the thick door that divided the hallway from the stairwell. She could barely see into it except for the lights from outside illuminating the classrooms and lounge windows. Arthur opened the door and held it open for her. She gulped and stepped past him, keeping the back of her dress around her waist while the rest fell in front of her.
She walked straight down the hallway, unsure of when she should stop or where she should turn, while Arthur followed behind her. He clearly had something planned in his head, but Selene didn't know what it was.
"We have until eleven o'clock." He explained. "That's when security does their sweep of this building." It was a quarter to ten. That gave them some time, but not all the time in the world. "Turn into the lounge here, kneel on the seat of one of the overstuffed chairs, and bend over the back of it." Arthur instructed.
"Are there cameras?" Selene asked with a note of fear in her voice.
"Only on the entrances and exits to this building." He answered.
Selene wasn't sure how he knew that, but she believed him. There didn't seem to be any security cameras in this lounge filled with chairs and a bulletin board on the one wall. The far wall from the door was window glass, but the world outside was lit while the room itself was dark. The light switch on the wall might reveal them to the outside world, but as it was, she knew no one could see in.
Selene obeyed, knelt on the seat of a chair, faced the window, and bent over the back of the chair with her torso parallel to the floor. Arthur stood beside her for a moment and adjusted her skirt. Then she felt his hand grip the back of her thigh and slide its way up over the curve of her ass. She could feel the heat in her legs respond to his touch, and she closed her eyes in a long exhale.
"Did you park nearby?" Arthur asked conversationally as he caressed her ass.
"Kat dropped me off." Selene explained. "I told her I would get a ride back with you."
Arthur smirked but nodded. "She messaged me earlier."
"You should message her back, Master." Selene added the title to turn her statement into a suggestion. Arthur smiled.
"I think I will." He pulled out his phone. "Pull your top down, slut."
Selene straightened, slipped her arms out of the tank dress, and pulled it down to reveal her braless c-cup breasts. She bent back over the back of the chair and let them hang straight down toward the floor.
Arthur cupped one, idly playing with it, gently moving his fingers over and around first one tit and then the other until both stood at attention. She could see the bulge in his slacks staring her in the face as he moved in front of her.
She cast her eyes to the floor as her breathing thickened. He stood directly in front of her now, reaching over with one hand to caress her breast while his right hand held his phone.
"Go on, my little cocksucker. Take it out and suck my cock." Arthur instructed her as Selene shuddered and lifted her arms to obey. "I'm going to text your sister back while you do it. I'll remove one of your punishments if you can make me blow my load before our conversation ends. If not, I will tie you up and leave you here for the security guard. Sound fair?"
Selene gulped and let out a ragged breath as she got his rock-hard dick out of his trousers. He stepped forward a little and pressed it to her lips.
"Yes, Master. I'll- I'll do my best." Selene's breathy answer warmed his cockhead with her hot breath before she shifted forward and swallowed half his cock. She did her best to bob her head along his length, using her hands to reach up, grab him by the waist, and pull herself onto him.
Arthur, true to his word, sent her sister back a text.
Arthur: Hey Kat. What's up?
Kat: I wanted to touch base. Selene and I talked some more today.
Arthur: Oh yeah? About what?
He thrust forward with his hips a little, and Selene's gagging sound echoed through the lounge as he pressed against the entrance to her throat.
Kat: About a lot of things I guess. Has she talked to you about it at all?
He looked down at Selene, working her face back and forth along his cock length, letting him press the head into her throat a little more with each stroke.
Arthur: No, not yet. Is something wrong?
Kat: Isn't she with you right now? I dropped her off to meet up with you on campus.
Arthur looked down at Selene and smirked. He thought about making some comment about her mouth being otherwise occupied but decided against it.
Arthur: Yeah. She told me to text you back.
Kat: Oh. Okay.
Arthur waited, thrusting his hips forward to push himself further into Selene's throat. She pulled him by the hips and then pushed him away. He took a step back and pulled out of her face as she turned her head to cough a little. Then she went right back to it.
Kat: Well, she and I talked again today. A lot.
Arthur looked down at Selene and smiled. "You should take that dress off all the way." He suggested.
Selene stepped back to step off the chair for a second and pushed the dress down to the floor. She left it in a crumpled mess and started to climb back onto the chair but stopped.
"Should I take off the thong, too, Master?" Selene asked.
"Only if you're ready for me to fuck the shit out of you." Arthur answered.
Selene hesitated for only a moment and then pulled the thong down in one quick squat. She stepped out of it and tossed it back toward the dress with her foot. It landed partially on top of it, partially on the floor. Arthur smirked.
"Wait." Arthur said. Selene looked confused, then remembered the position and took it. She stood with her feet spread at her shoulder width, her back straight, her face forward, and her arms folded behind her back so that each hand was around the opposite elbow. "Good girl." He praised her and watched her shudder at the tone in his voice.
"Stand in front of the chair, bend toward it, and put your hands on the arms of the chair." He instructed. She obeyed, and he watched her bend with her legs still spread. He stepped behind her and pushed the head of his cock against her pussy lips. "Are you ready?" He could feel the slickness between her legs mingled with the heat radiating from her.
"Yes, sir." Selene answered. "Please, fuck your slut."
Arthur obliged. He still held the phone in one hand but had almost forgotten it when it buzzed again.
Kat: Are you two busy right now?
Arthur: Not really. We're just hanging out.
Arthur gave Selene's ass a slap which caused her to whip her head up and let out a moan.
Arthur: You two talked...
Kat: Yeah, and I think you and I should talk. The two of us. Do you have some time this weekend? We could meet at your place?
Arthur slowed his thrusting into Selene ever so slightly, causing her to whimper in frustrated desire as he texted back.
Arthur: Sure... Saturday afternoon or Sunday morning?
Kat: Saturday afternoon works I guess. What time?
Arthur: Lunch? Noon?
Kat: Sure. Thanks. See you then.
Arthur: Sure. See you then.
Arthur smirked and put his phone back in his pocket. Then he placed his hands on Selene's hips and started fucking her in earnest. The change in pitch and intensity caused her to nearly stumble forward if it hadn't been for her pushing against the chair. It scraped slightly against the floor, but they ignored the noise as Selene covered it with a gasp.