12. Miss Kathy

Frank and Mattes fell into their chairs exhausted while Anne filled up the glasses. After having refilled them immediately she went to fetch some water in her bowl. She knelt before it and drank thirstily.

"Oh come on, anne, you can sit with us. You have deserved it," Mattes smiled.

Anne looked up and smiled back.

"Thank you, Master Mattes, but I had rather not sit down right now." Mattes grinned. " Besides, . besides my place is here on the floor. I must enjoy the time left. I will probably never be able to have such a weekend again."

Right, now she had admitted it, no blackmail, no force, not even a question she had to anser. She had simply and openly admitted that she loved being used and abused, she loved serving and being degraded, insulted and humiliated. The three looked at her thoughtfully. It was Kathy who broke the silence.

"I guess she deserves 15 points," she announced. The boys seemed about to protest, but Kathy had already taken the marker and was writing on her ass.

"'Assfuck 15SP'. The service for Frank was only in return for his helping you out. Besides blowjobs should be standard service for a slut like you."

"Yes, Mistress Kathy," Anne answered meekly.

"That leaves her 9 points short," Frank reminded them. "How is she going to earn those? I'm done for today and so is Mattes. And Lukas and Birte only care for each other right now."

Four pairs of eyes were turning to Kathy who nodded.

" I'll offer you 9 point, slave. For the entire night with me."

Anne didn't even bat an eyelid.

"May I please serve you in whatever way you desire tonight, Mistress Kathy?"

Only later did she realize she had not even thought of the points, when she said it.

Two hours later Kathy sent her slave pissing for the last time. It had grown dark and Anne was careful to pick a spot well-lighted by the lamps on the patio. She squatted and relieved herself, as if it was the most common ting in the world to piss in the woods in full view of her former students. When she returned to the patio Kathy pointed to the door.

"Go to your room and wait in the corner."

"Yes, Mistress Kathy," Anne acknowledged the order.

Half an hour later she was still standing in the corner, her hands behind her back, her nose almost touching the wall. Like a badly-behaved child, she thought. No, more like an object that is not needed and that you put somewhere until you want to use it again. The events of the weekend passed before her, the shame of having to strip before her students, the many humiliations, the brutal use. Anne shivered. Until now she had fantasized about it, had masturbated to the fantasies and never really considered something like this could become reality. But now? What were those movies, what were her fantasies compared to this reality? What were her dreams compared to the endless arousal she felt in every cell of her body. But there was more. She wasn't only horny, she was happy. It felt right being treated like this. But it would be over tomorrow. She sighed. And waited. When Kathy finally came her muscles were knotted from staying in that position.

"Did you rub your filthy cunt, slave?" Kathy asked by way of greeting.

"No, Mistress."

Kathy grabbed her hand and sniffed it.

"Seems like you actually controlled yourself. Lay down on the bed."

Quickly but thoroughly she tied Anne's wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Then she stood at the foot of the bde looking down at her.

"That's the way I have been wanting you for a long time," she said in a husky voice. "From the first moment you entered the classroom, in fact. But you ignored me, didn't you? Just sweet little Kathy. But I wanted you. And I will have you."

She started unbuttoning her blouse. Anne found it impossible to tear her eyes from the delicate young woman with the brown ponytail, while she undressed slowly. Kathy's breasts were small, but firm and perfectly formed. When she pulled down her panties she revealed a dense brown bush and a tight round behind.

"You are beautiful, Mistress Kathy."

Kathy's hand slapped her face so hard her head flew around.

"Don't lie to me, you filthy slut!"

Anne shook her head.

"You can beat me as much as you want, Kathy, but you are beautiful."

The girl just looked at her not answering, then glided onto the bed next to Anne and ran her fingertips across Anne's naked skin. The slave started shivering immediately. Her nipples were erect and she felt her pussy creaming. While Kathy's fingers explored every inch of her body, Anne gasped and moaned.

"Would you like to come, slave?" Kathy asked.

"Oh yes, Mistress Kathy. But I don't deserve an orgasm yet. Please decide when I do."

"A good answer," the girl smiled. "I think you don't deserve it yet, not for a long time. Show me what you are good for."

She slid closer and Anne turned her head and started kissing and sucking her nipples. Moaning in pleasure Kathy relaxed. She was in no hurry and Anne's lips and tongue had ample chance to pamper the girl's small hard nipples. Finally Kathy sat up.

"Maybe I should return the favour," she said and pinched Anne's left nipple quickly. "You think that was enough?"

"Mistress, you do not need to return any favours from me. My task is to serve, yours to enjoy."

Kathy started twisting Anne's nipple slowly until the slave's eyes filled with tears.

"You are so right, my little slut. But now I want to pay some attention to your teats."

She swung her leg across Anne's belly until she straddled her. Her nails bit into Anne's nipples and she pulled.

"I love seeing your udders dangle from your nipples, you know that? But even more I love seeing the fat things wobble."

She raised her hand and started slapping her breasts. Forehand backhand, left- right. Anne bit down hard. Her breasts hurt and she felt tear running down her cheeks. She whimpered, but the young woman did not stop until she s breathing hard. With a last sharp pinch she stopped and fell on the bed.

"Thank you, Miss Kathy," Anne breathed.

"And what am I supposed to do with you now, you horny slut?"

"Whatever you want. Whatever amuses you," Anne replied without hesitation.

Kathy just looked at her. Slowly her hands wandered down the slave's body. When they entered between her legs, Anne moaned. Two fingers closed over her clit.

"You know what I am going to do now? I will twist your clit like I just twisted your nipples. I will turn and pinch it until you scream with pain."

Anne closed her eyes.

"If that is what you want, Mistress, I beg you abjectly to do it."

Sharp nail bit into her clit and she cried out until her head was turned around, she cried until Kathy's body lowered onto her face, she cried still when her tongue started licking Kathy's pussy.

The next morning Kathy lead her into the kitchen on a leash, where the others were having their breakfast. While they watched grinning Kathy lead Anne to her place at the table, pushed her chair aside and sat down on Anne's back. She pozred herself some coffee.

"And?" Lukas finally asked. "What? Has our little slut earned her orgasm?"

Kathy was munching on a roll and just nodded.

"And?" Lukas insisted. "has she had it already? Or shall we help?"

Kathy swallowed.

"Neither. Anne has decided to leave it to me, if she gets her orgasm. And I have decided that she won't."

The others stared unbelieving.

"Listen, Kathy. This was supposed to be a gift for her. And that includes the final climax," Frank said seriously.

Kathy slapped Anne's ass lightly.

"You may speak."

"Thank you, Miss Kathy. It is kind that you want me to enjoy an orgasm, Frank, but I feel it is right to let Miss Kathy decide."

Frank shook his head in utter amazement. Kathy pushed back her plate.

"OK, time to pack. And you offer everyone some oral service like a goods whore, slave."

When Kathy re-entered the kitchen with her bag Anne was just receiving her second load of cum. Lukas and Birte had predictably declines. Kathy made her good-byes and Anne made the rounds kissing everyone's feet a final time and thanking them for the wonderful gift. Then they drove off in Anne's car.