The Student becomes the Teacher

Shelby Gossman, 21, took every class taught by her crush "Mr. F." (Donnie Franlkin) in high school, losing herself in his kindness, with a hint of attentiveness and glances at her slender dancer's body.

She had seen him in the grocery store (Farrells) off and on, recently he stopped to catch up, showing extreme interest in her, his eyes roaming all over her body; he also caught her checking out his ass walking away.

Her manager Matt, and she were having an affair on and off for a couple years AND she was out more than anyone would believe testing her sexuality, liking it with different men, none of her "proper" friends or family would have any idea.

One night, Mr. F strolled into "Cropdusters" a two-for-one happy hour place with

good food.

Shelby was moving towards what she was aiming for as a new persona; being a Domme for men and any lesbian she could seduce.

Her bisexual hook up Kinsie knew her real sexual persona, and watched her seduce and leave with Mr. F, a man in his 60s and had to call Shelby to get the scoop the next day.

This is the follow up for "Goose and Gander" outlining Donnie's week while Mel is out in Colorado "getting even".

Of course, all of the characters are 18 and above - Thanks toJacobRiley49for editing.

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(All in Shelby's POV) - Phone call from Kinsie to Shelby, early Sunday morning

"Ohhh....Kinsie, Hi...Ohhh."

"Shit, girl, are you still fucking him right now??!!"

"God, YES! YESSS!!!"

"You orgasmic freak, text me what time we can get together today for coffee or, hell, at this rate, drinks! BYE!

"YESSSS! OHHH! BYEEEEEE!"

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11 a.m. Sunday morning

"My God, how sore are you feeling?" Kinsie asked, giving me a big hug.

"He took a pill...fuck...he went all night."

"What happened to 'four hours and you need to call the hospital' for an erection that long?

"I dunno, but we didn't stop..." I said, then put my thoughts out there. "An afternoon nap with me sound fun today?"

"Damn, straight...shit you probably have a creampie up and in there waiting for me."

"For sure, Gurl." I giggled. "Fuck, that was a night."

"Do tell."

We ordered coffee and split a Danish, the best choice, according to the cute older, married woman that was serving us.

"Care to join us for a nap later?" Kinsie said, the two had had a nice conversation before I got there.

"Sorry, Hun. Got son's baseball later," she said with a wink. "Some other time?"

"Oh, for sure, right Shelby?"

"In a second," I said staring at the lady's long legs.

She smiled, her skirt twirling showing her short panties.

"Damn..." I said, my lip under my upper teeth. "You know I'll never marry, never have kids. Would get in the way!"

"I'm with you, Gurl."

I gave her a stern look, using the term I used for her; my head in dominance mode now almost all of the time.

"So, tell me everything..."

I wasn't going to do that, not yet so I went through our sex position by position, the phone call from his wife in Colorado, my deep throating for the first time. I made sure to set it up so Kinsie had no idea what my intentions were by morning with Mr. F, and eventually her.

"They're in an open relationship, or separating, some shit I really don't care about," I said, my floral blouse opened enough for Kinsie to be in a trance glancing at my perky breasts that she always longed to touch and suck. "His wife's out getting banged all week, so..."

"You'll be seeing him again," Kinsie said. "You've sprinted past me in the Freak race, you know that..."

"I've crossed the finish line..." I said but quickly diverted. "You've never shared anything about me with anyone, and I've never shared anything about you. We good with that forever?"

"Yes! You are my inspiration and I've always been infatuated with you and your lifestyle and that we only know each other, or keep up, in that manner," she said. "It's not personal and is built primarily to find orgasms one way or another."

"Good. I'm glad," I said. "Now let's go nap."

"Sssure...I mean we can..."

"That wasn't a question," I said, testing my directness out.

"Okay, Shelby."

"Good Gurl."

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She drove separate and I asked her to pick up some seltzers for maybe afterwards, just to get some separation. I wanted her to swiftly make up her mind, having vetted her for over a year and tested how discreet she would be with me and my plans.

I rushed to the bedroom and opened, from a delivery box, my first outfit defining my dominance. I didn't want to overdo it, it was a simple black lace panty, black garter with black stockings, and a black leather bra.

I quickly stripped, did a black smoky eye, my blond hair was already primped up and messy from a night of sex after doing it going out.

It was the jewellery I took a lot of time on. I had a gold serpent choker, a gold waist chain that was like tiny handcuffs, small poison dagger earrings and upper arm and wrist adornments much like those in Game of Thrones.

I was pulling on my short black, pointed boots when there was a knock on the door.

I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror; my cleavage was perfect, my long legs covered...I was hot!

"Well, Hello, Hot One!" Kinsie said, hugging me. Then..."OH FUCK! WHAT THE HELL!"

She saw Mr. F standing, naked, his cock caged, his mouth ball-gagged and a chain going from handcuffed hands to the wall with about three foot of slack is all.

"JESUS, SHIT! Shelby!"

I stood there, Kinsie walking slowly to him, staring and looking up and down at him, her hand reaching out for a moment, then pulling back.

"You CAGED Him??!!" she shrieked. "How long...you've been planning this, haven't you?"

"Sit, Gurl," I motioned to the couch, she hadn't picked up on my directness with what I was wearing. "Let me tell you..."

She couldn't take her eyes off of Donnie, her mouth was agape.

"I've been with so many different sexual types over the past three years," I said, walking back and forth in front of Donnie, who went down to his knees, his cage on display. "They mostly have one thing in common. Name it!"

"Ummm...they have penises?"

I looked at her with grave disappointment.

"What?!' Kinsie barked back. "Like I'm supposed to know?"

That sealed my decision.

"They are 90% submissive in nature," I said. "Even the 'masculine' ones want to be led. It's only the narcissistic true' groypers' that can muster dominance."

"I'm not privy to that at all, I generally get led in the bedroom."

"That's because you're as submissive as them, they just push through because their gender role training tells them to." I dismissively said back to Kinsie.

While Kinsie seduced me the first time we ever shared a kiss, I'd led us to a '69' and most interactions after that EVEN making her put on a strap on to fuck me.

"Read what's in front of you on the table," I commanded, there was a contract signed by Mr. F. She went line by line, smiling at some things, looking up at me like "are you serious" on others.

Then dropping it abruptly.

"What is that? Cum?" she said about the splotchy blemishes on the sheet.

I walked slowly over to her, she was sitting on the couch, my waist at her face level. I put my fingers around the edges of my panties; her hands reached up and felt the bangles on my forearms.

"You wanted his creampie that is inside of me, is that still true, Child?" I said to her, she was six years older than me, her eyes widening at what I was communicating.

"Yes Mistress..." she said, almost bringing me to orgasm with her words. I closed my eyes and parted the fabric to reveal there was access with my panties on.

"Lay back so I can ride your face," I said directly, her body moving the minute the word 'back' hit the air. I stepped over and lowered my knee to the right under her arm, then the other to the left. "Do you understand what we're about to do?"

"Yes Mistress," she said eagerly nodding.

My hips picked up one knee then the other, I was straddling her face, Kinsie's eyes were so receptive, yet a little fearful. I smiled down at her; my control being established in real time.

"Gfhhhh!" Donnie grunted, the cage restricting his growing erection.

"Taste me, Gurl," I commanded and lowered over her, my fingers spreading the lace, Kinsie's hands running up my back, holding my torso while I lowered.

"Mmmfft!"

Her lips were on my flesh, her tongue pressed forward.

"Mmmm....Gurl....you please me Oh..."

I slid back and forth, letting her explore and get ready. We'd always just done that in a '69' or taken turns going down on each other.

"Mohffght!" my grinding was hard and fast "MOHH!!!FT!"

"Oh! OHH! GOHHD! YESSS!" my first orgasm released, washing the cum and the rest into her mouth (later telling me how different I tasted with multiple loads swimming inside me that I washed into her mouth).

"MOH! OHhFFFTT!"

I closed my eyes and eased back applying more pressure, less speed, feeling her breathing into my taint, ass and pussy, her long laps and penetrating with her tongue, then a gasp, her hands on my hips lifting for a pocket of oxygen.

I pushed harder, pressing my flesh over her mouth and nose, holding, straining for resistance.

In an instant, Kinsie turned my hips, tossing me onto the ottoman, gasping and choking.

**Cough**

"Gahhhhfft!" sucking in the air, now sitting up, I was laying back laughing.

"Haaa....ahh...Haaa!!!"

"Bitch!"

SLAP!!!!!!

"AH!"

"NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!" I commanded standing up, right in her face, she looked up like a disciplined child. "You have the right to survival, just not in calling me names! Got it!"

SLAP! SLAP!

"AHHHHHH!!!! Got it...got it!"

"Hands and knees on the floor!" I commanded.

I walked by poor Mr. F, his cock straining in the cage, watching a fantasy come to life right before his eyes. Two hot, younger women playing out a fight for dominance, well, not a fight, one was learning to accept her role and I was teaching it to her.

I really stopped thinking about Kinsie and our past. We were somewhat affectionate, holding each other, kissing, exploring.

But it was getting boring.

I went to the bedroom, came out with "the box" she called it, filled with the toys we'd played with together on occasion, but filled with a few more items.

I set the box down in front of her and sat cross-legged.

"Sit up on your haunches," I commanded, she obeyed. "Take off your shirt, and bra."

Her breasts were a tad saggier then mine, but also the design, the nipples tended to hang downward. I was turned on by them and when she laid back the nipples were perfect circles, I knew it caused her some stress some trepidation and lower self-esteem.

It's why I chose her to be my first female slave.

"Slap them, Kinzie! Make them sway for Mistress ssss." I said, with the hiss of a snake, like the adornment that was around my neck.

SWAP! SWAP!

They jiggled and moved back and forth, then fell back into place.

"Take one into your mouth, Cunt!" I stepped up the degradation, she wore a 36D cup.

"Suck it, Gurl."

She had raised the nipple to her lips and closed on it, leaning forward some sucking now, her eyes looking at me for approval.

"How wet are you?"

"Oh my God, drenched," she said, I looked at her shorts and the bottom had her juices flowing through.

I slowly took out a handcuff, waiting for a reaction. She bowed, no resistance so I moved behind her. I was fully on my knees taking her hands and cuffing them, then gently lowering her face and shoulders to the floor, leaving her knees on the carpet, her ass propped up nicely.

"We're going to consummate your commitment to me; first physically, then you can sign it over on paper," I said, moving back in front of her head, resting on her cheek, looking at me, nervous, but wanting relief.

I pulled out the two-ended strap on we'd shared several times. She smiled, eager to get off in this position, not knowing exactly what my mind was thinking.

I moved behind her, my mouth going to her cunt, lapping the juicy centre of her flesh.

"Ohhh..Misssstresssssss" my tongue gathering the delightful, musky cunt juice, filling my soul with how much she wanted this to happen.

I continued, though moving up over her taint to her hole and back, leaving some to pool in the tiny indentation, pressing my tongue inside.

"Ohh...Mistressssss...you're ssssssooooo...ohhhh..."

I continued for a long time before picking up the dildo, inserting it as I ate her ass, wetting it, wondering why she hadn't picked up on my motives.

Fulling inserted, almost sending me to orgasm, I moved up her cheeks, purposefully brushing my nipples on their flesh, sliding over her back, my head down into her neck, the dildo sliding against her inner thigh.

"You will commit to me by giving me something no one else has had...."

"Oh, Mistress...oh...NOOOO!!!!" she protested a second too late. "AHHH!H!!!!!"

My phallic cock pushed back into me, sending me over the edge.

"OHHH! CHILD! YESSS!"

"AHHH!H!  MISTRESS!  WHYY!!??!!!"

I jammed her end into her ass and drove the eight inches of narrow, slick material into her anus and up her tract.

"FUCKKKI!!!!!" she cried out and then cried. "NOOOOO!!!!"

I pulled back and rammed her again...and again...

"FhhUCK! FUCK! OHH!"

"I own you, slut!"

'Uhhhhgghh' I heard Donnie grunt.

"TELL ME!" I commanded.

"OHHH! NO!! OHH! YES! YOU OWN ME!!!!"

"Ahh...Ohh...Mmmmm..." my quick-gasm receded and I pulled back and out of her ass, then slipped it into her pussy.

"Ohh...thank you...ohhh...Mistressss sss....Ohhh!"

Her face slid some, my hips powering into her backside, sliding eight inches deep in her cunt after taking her ass.

"Ohhh...Ahhh! OHHH! YESSS! YESS!'

She came, didn't care, pushed back, looking up at me from the floor, there was desperation, desire, carnal lush with a splash of fear there.

"Ohhh! YESSS! YESSS!" I called out, my first hard orgasm came. "YESSSS! GURL! YESSSS!!!!"

"FUCK! MISTRESS!!!!SSSSS!!!"

I slowed down, my body wanting to rest, sleep, nap, but I wasn't done with this. Kinsie had responded so well, I wanted one more level. I slipped back out of her, removed my dildo, slowly, taking it to her mouth, her tongue strained upwards, licking it without me telling her.

"Ahh...that will take the place of me spanking you 100 times for calling me 'Bitch'," I said, she licked and sucked on her end, then mine proving she was learning quickly.

"Mistress, may I speak?" she said, properly requesting.

"Yes, Gurl."

"I have to go to the bathroom."

"You know where it is, oh and don't worry about wiping, just let it drizzle down your leg." I said then smiled. "It's not a #2 is it?"

She shook her head no.

"We'll cross that bridge someday."

She stared at me, then used the strength she used being a wrestler (like she did getting me off of her) to manoeuvre up to her knees and then standing and headed into my bedroom and into the bathroom.

I moved quickly to Donnie and his caged cock.

The key was on the counter against the splashback and I unlocked the cage, his cock disappointingly flopped out not anywhere near as hard as last night.

"It will have to do," I said, backing into him while he was on his knees, straining to sit on his ankles.

"Gmffttt!" he moaned into his gag.

"Shit, you're floppy," I said, reaching back, finding it and pushing it, almost stuffing it into my soaked, wide pussy. "God, you really need that pill don't you!"

Kinsie came out of the bedroom, her red swollen pussy lips protruding, my eyes fixed on them.

"Come here, Dear," I said, giving her a little grace. "Sit in front of Mistress Ssss, let me taste you today."

She moved to me, Donnie's hands were behind him, her hands were behind her, they both struggled, but Donnie's cock finally penetrated me, not the pleasure wand it was last night.

"Ohhh...." I moaned pushing back into him, he was gaining a little more rigidity, but still disappointing. I pulled Kinsie to me fast, she fell back onto her hands, her head bouncing.

"AHhH! MIstress...OHHH! OHHH!!!" she moaned as my lips devoured her cunt, so wet and sweet, her smell and the cock in my pussy, I quick-gasmed again.

"OHhh, FUCK! NICE" I exclaimed, our threesome joining in our first position.

I pumped back into Donnie, pushing and driving, my face using the pace to fuck Kinsie in front of me.

"Oh Shit, Mistress...ssss"

I tasted her pee, yes...but then the flavour...oh fuck, I was climbing.

"God! GOHHHDDD! YESSS! YESSS!" I exclaimed practically squirting onto Donnie's cock, running onto the carpet. "FUCKKK!! YESSSS!"

One more test for Kinsie. If she passed this one, right now, I'd own her for life and would elevate her as I pursued more submissives.

"Ohh...I moaned into her cunt, then pulled forward, climbing up her body, careful not to pressure her cuffed hands.

I kissed her deep, letting her taste herself, tongues twisted and taking the other in.

"You please me Child, very much." I kissed her again, then looked her in the eye. "Do this one last thing, and Mistress ssss will hold you in higher regard than anyone, ever."

She nodded yes.

"Get him off, I don't care how." I said, her eyes getting wide. "And watch the time for how long it takes."

She semi shook her head no, closed her eyes and it nodded 'yes'.

"God, I love you, Gurl...such a Hot Bitch!" I spun, slapped her ass hard

SLAP!

"AH!"

"Come and lay beside me when you're done." I said and she nodded yes.

I helped her up and she shuffled on her knees to his cock. It was still semi-soft, her lips gobbled it up while I retreated to the bedroom. The last thing I heard before I fell hard asleep was her commanding Mr. F.

"Come on Grandpa, give me your seed.  GIVE IT TOO ME!"

I thanked God that Kinsie was the first to be in my fold.

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It was about 5 p.m. on Sunday when I woke having to pee. I was still in my "outfit" and hadn't moved, I was so stiff. I had to be careful not to bump Kinsie her face was so close to mine, almost like she had been kissing me or at least trying to breath my essence in while sleeping.

I smiled, looking down at her cuffed hands and got a little nervous, rushed to the front room and undid Mr. F's cuffs and he rushed to the bathroom out there.

"Just lay in child's pose when you're done!" I commanded to him. "We'll call your wife later."

"Yes, Mistress sss."

I walked into the bedroom and closed the door, Kinsie's eyes were looking at me, open and waiting. I gave her a smile, proud like a mother who's toddler just learned to go to the bathroom on their own.

"You were magnificent," I said bending down and undoing the cuffs. "You and I are in 'vanilla' mode, just be you. But first I have to pee.

I went, came back and then she went.

While she was going, I stripped down, taking off everything but the jewellery.

"I can't lie; my body's never shaken like that on three orgasms." She said looking up slowly at me, after crawling into bed, slipping into my left arm letting me hold her.

"Do you trust me?" I asked, spinning a finger in her hair, messed up with some spunk dried there. "Hey, you took a facial from him?"

"What the fuck did you expect, he was grunting, trying to warn me!"

We laughed, I squeezed her hard, my older slut burrowing into me, her legs wrapping my legs.

"I trust you..." she said looking up.

"I will not hurt you, but it may hurt," I said, my lips coming to her lips, our mouths opening, tongues dancing and my teeth finding her tongue and pressuring it.

"HEY!" she exclaimed, scared pulling it back.

"You have to trust me, Child. Try again."