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Sadie sat in the dining hall on Friday morning, thoroughly distracted from her grapefruit. She spent the rest of that Saturday night in Headmaster Davis’ bed. After his bath, he’d taken her twice more. He fucked her like it was a punishment, as Headmaster Davis said it should feel, but she secretly reveled in the way he stretched her body. The first time hurt but after that, though sore, she felt filled and loved. He punished her moans with a hand at her throat, and she learned to dwell in that bliss in silence.
Even as she sat here her pussy became wet with desire, and she shifted in her seat. She remembered the new lines she’d been writing for the Headmaster, who has not spoken of or acknowledged Saturday night in their afternoons in his office. Sadie is a vessel for Headmasters Seed, it said. And she wrote this everyday, back to one hour sessions. And when she stood to leave after being dismissed, the headmaster placed a hand on her shoulder, the other on her hip, and said in her ear, “Good, Sadie.” before allowing her to leave.
Once in her room, every night, she slide her hand into her panties, knowing Headmaster Davis would disapprove. It was the only time she’d ever done something knowing he would be upset. She would stroke herself until she was squirming in bliss, but she always stopped before she felt the completion he’d brought her while in his bed.
Lost in thought, she jumped when she felt that familiar pressure on her shoulder. “Sadie…” he whispered, leaning over her shoulder. “You aren’t eating.” he smiled down at her. “You are not nervous, are you?” he asked, “I trust you received your parents letter giving you permission to spend the weekend with my wife and I at the lake.”
Sadie jumped, looking up at him. She nodded, “Yes, Headmaster. I’m looking forward to it.”
He smiled. “Good. Because I’ve cancelled your classes, and we’ll be leaving by lunch. You’ll need to do your lines before we go.”
Sadie nodded, glancing down at her grapefruit. She’d eaten about a quarter, and forgone the sugar; she knew he liked his women slender, she’d gathered as much from his rule against her attending dinner, and wished to please him in this.
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Sadie sat in her chair at her desk in the corner of his office, completing her daily lines which were the same as the rest of the week had been. And when she was finished, the headmaster pulled her from her seat and rather than dismissing her as usual, he grasped the front of her skirt, hiked it up, and cupped her pussy over her damp panties; she was as wet as she had been all week. He pulled his hand from under her skirt and brought it near his face, inhaling her scent before cupping her face with the same hand. She could smell her own scent on his hand, and squirmed in his grip. “Have you learned this weeks lesson, Sadie?” he asked, his other arm wrapping around her waist.
Sadie nodded. “I am a vessel for your seed, Headmaster Davis.” she whispered.
“Just Headmaster, from now on, Sadie. This weekend, we will be doing several exercises to make sure you please me as a good wife. You remember that we consummated last Saturday, yes Sadie?”
“Yes Headmaster, I remember.” she whispered.
“Good. I hope you find that you enjoy the lake.”
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Davis stepped out of his car, and stepped first to the back seat, where his wife waited. He extended a hand, helping her from the car before walking around to the passenger side where Sadie waited. He took her hand as well, but did not release it as they headed to the cabin overlooking the lake, their overnight bags over their shoulders.
Inside the cabin was very beautiful. The northern side of the house was one solid brick wall, on which a fireplace was built in the living room, and an old fashioned red brick oven was built in the kitchen. All of the furniture seemed to be handmade; the living room furniture of hand worked bamboo, matching the bamboo grove that could be seen through the windows, and polished white ısparta escort oak in the kitchen. In between the two, a staircase rose to the second floor, a bathroom in the nook underneath.
Sadie looked around, taking in the high vaulted ceilings in the living room, and glanced at Lana as she took their bags upstairs. Headmaster stood behind her, reaching around to her front and pulling her shirt over her head. She gasped nervously, feeling more exposed in the living room, in plain view of the windows than she had in his bedroom.
“A swim in the lake is in order.” he said, taking her shirt off entirely. Her nipples perked in the cool air of the cabin. “Don’t worry; I own the entire lake and there are no homes that share it. It is entirely secluded.”
He nodded for her to strip, and she did as Lana came back down the stairs. She looked at Sadie, standing naked before her husband, but said nothing. Sadie looked down at her body; her breasts stood upright, perky, modest. He could cover one with his hand. Her collarbones were more prominent than they used to be, and her ribs could be seen through her skin above her flat belly. Below, her hip bones could be felt with a light touch.
Leading her out to the dock on the lake, she looked down at the nearly crystal clear water, gasping. Although the water was over her head here, she could see the fish swimming in the sand at the very bottom. She became distracted by this for a moment but looked up, eager, when Headmaster cleared his throat. “Remember I told you about exercises, Sadie?” He said, reaching down to a pile of rope laid on the end of the dock. “Before we have a leisure swim, you must learn to rely on me. And so I will be tying your hands now.” He pulled her hands behind her back and she did not resist him, allowing her hands to be be bound. Then he crouched down at her feet and tied a separate rope around her ankle. She followed the rope, and saw the other end tied around a cinderblock. Her brow furrowed in fear, and she took a step away from the water, but was grabbed by the hair at the back of her head. He held her still, stroking her ribs. “Now now…” He said. “Do you not trust me?” He asked. She nodded quickly. “Do you believe I would permit you to drown?” She shook her head, her voice caught in her throat. “And so this is why I wanted to start with this lesson. Your fear of the unknown made you react against your better judgement that you are my wife and I will take care of you.” He continued to pull her hair, making her walk backwards to a ladder on the end of the dock.
She stumbled over her feet, unbalanced without her hands free, still shaking. “Yes Headmaster.” She whimpered. She wanted to look down at the ladder, but he stopped her, keeping her eyes on his.
“There is a rung a few inches down behind your foot. I will support you. Step down into the water.” His voice was sincere, but his face was firm. She did as she was told, stepping down onto the rung, shaking in the cool water. She took the next step and the next, his grip on her hair painful the more she trembled. She found if she forced her body to calm, and stopped resisting the pain was less because she fought against him less. Chest deep in the water, she ran out of slippery rungs. She began to panic. “H-Headmaster… I…”
“Shhh… Sadie. I want you to step off now.” He said, kneeling on the dock now. “I will keep your head above water for now. You have to trust me.”
Sadie dug her nails into her palm behind her back, and clenched her eyes closed. She was quickly reprimanded, told to keep eye contact. She whimpered, looking into his eyes as she stepped off of the ladder.
She couldn’t help but clench her eyes anyway as she felt her heart jump into her chest as her feet lost solid ground. She gasped, expecting water to wash into her lungs but the breathed only air. She kicked the water, and was supported by Headmasters grip on her hair. “Good girl” she heard him say, and her heart swelled with pride. She did it. She opened her kastamonu escort eyes nervously and saw the cinder block that was tied to her ankle was propped on the edge of the dock in his other hand.
“H-Headmaster please.” She whispered, letting out a scream as he dropped it over the edge beside her. It sunk quickly, and she expected to sink with it. She actually felt it tug her ankle as it hit the bottom, stirring up a cloud of sand. But it only pulled her until the water lapped at her ears.
He cooed. “I’ve pre-measured the rope. This is only to make sure that you do not drift, and are unable to swim towards shore or climb the dock. It will keep you right where I want you. It is just your anchor. Do you understand?”
She whimpered loudly. “Headmaster, I am scared!” She cried, kicking desperately to stay as high as possible.
He nodded down to her. “And I wish you to turn away from that fear and trust that only I will keep your head above water. Are you ready?”
Her eyes widened with shock when he gripped her around the throat with his other hand and plunged her underwater. he held her still a few inches below, leaning over the lake to maintain his grip. She kicked, her wrists twisting in their bonds as she screamed, precious air pouring from her mouth and frothing the water with bubbles. He waited a moment and pulled her up, watching he cough and sputter.
“You have lied to me, Sadie.” He said in disappointment.
“I didn’t Headmaster!” She cried, coughing.
“You did. You told me you trusted me. Clearly not enough. You are fighting me, Sadie.”
“I’m.sorry, Headmaster! I’m scared!”
“You are either scared, or you trust me. There is no in between.”
Sadie whimpered, the water sloshing in her ears. Even when Headmaster had beaten her, she had never felt so afraid of what he might do. But he said she shouldn’t be afraid, that he would not harm her. She nodded slightly. “Y-yes Headmaster.” She said, her lips shaking.
He gripped her again, and shoved her head underwater. Instinct made her struggle at first but she strained to find his gaze through the waves of the surface of the water, and managed to calm herself. She clenched her nails into her palms, but otherwise managed to hold her breath and be still, even as the air in her lungs became more and more useless to her. A few bubbles escaped her lips after a minute and a half, and he let her above water again. She inhaled hard, coughing a bit less.
“Th-thank you Headmaster.” She wheezed.
He smiled down at her. “Good girl, Sadie.” He said, stroking her wet hair. “And again.”
She was pushed underwater, and this time she was prepared. Her breath lasted longer when she didn’t struggle, she found. She looked up at him through the sun reflecting through the waves, and he smiled down at her. He held her down much longer this time, about 2 minutes. Almost all of her air has escaped in bubbles, and water had filled her mouth. He finally brought her up again. “Very good. Now Sadie. I need you to kick. I am going to let go and you must not go under. This is a test of your will for me. I will be back. Remember, Sadie. Kick.” He released her hair and she immediately struggled to keep her head above water. There wasn’t enough slack in the rope to her anchor for her to kick very effectively. But kick she did. He stood, brushed off his knees, and walked back up the dock out of her view. She was gasping for the energy to keep going.
He left her for 20 minutes before he returned to the dock. Her throat was dry and she was desperate, her body aching and terrified of drowning. He knelt before her and took out a pocket knife, and dove into the water. She felt her leg freed and strong arms wrap around her waist. Within moments, he dragged her onto the dock. Coughing, she was finally able to relax. She did it, she trusted him. Looking into his face, he looked pleased, and his cock stood at attention. “I don’t hear gratitude, my dear Sadie.” He said, delivering a slap to her kayseri escort ass. She jumped and looked at him over her shoulder as he pulled her by her hips onto her hands and knees. “Thank you for taking me from the lake, Headmaster.” She whispered, her voice hoarse.
He smiled. “You trusted me well.” He said. “I will reward you with my seed.” He pushed the elastic of his swimming trunks down below his balls, and slid his cock head down her slick backside. He found her small pussy, tight from the cool water, and shoved into her. He moaned and she whined, feeling the tearing stretch she remembered the first time he penetrated her. He pulled out and slammed inside again, the head of his cock slamming into her cervix. Her belly cramped painfully. But it wasn’t long before she felt warmth fill her, with his thrusts, and she was unable to hold back her moans. All of the teasing she’d done this week was coming on quickly, and her body began to shake in pleasure. She wanted this desperately. He slaps her ass, but she only begins to gasp, desperate for more, pushing back on his cock. It was only a few minutes before he erupted into her pussy, bathing her cervix in cum, and pulled out before she had the chance for release. “Th-thank you for your seed, Headmaster.” She whispered, and cupped her hand over her pussy like she’d been taught, holding his sperm inside of her.
He stood upright and stalked back down the dock. A few minutes later, Lana came from the house with Headmaster, carrying a picnic basket and some chairs. Headmaster waved for her to join them on the beach of the lake, and she stood, following them to the edge of the water. Lana handed her an apple, and her stomach growled as she dug into it. She hadn’t eaten much today. Lana removed her sundress and was naked as well, only Headmaster had clothing now.
“Sadie has a very nice pussy, Lana. She is pleasing me well!” Lana smiled up at Sadie. “Maybe you will teach her how to suck my cock later, eh?” he said, unwrapping the sandwich Lana made for him.
They spent two hours on the beach, swimming in the water. On the way out, Headmaster grabbed Sadie by the waist and tackled her in the shallows, hitting the sandy bottom. His teeth sunk into her shoulder and she yelped in pain as water sloshed around them. “My good wife.” he said, dropping his trousers to his knees. He pushed into her for the second time, water sloshing deep in her pussy as he slowly fucked her. This was what this weekend would be like, it seemed. She moaned, and he grasped her mouth, stopping her breath. “Looks like my wife is enjoying her fuckings a bit much today, eh?” he said, ramming hard into her. She lost balance and fell into the water. “Are you a wife, or are you a whore?” she whimpered at that, shaking her head. “I don’t know. You might just be a whore. Do you want to be a cum slut when you grow up, Sadie?” she whimpered, and shook her head in shame. He leaned over her petite form and bit her ear lobe. “Perhaps I should be training you to be my slut and not my wife.” His hand left her mouth and cupped her pussy, stroking her clit. “Life would be easy for you, trading your body for pleasure eh?” he said, flicking her pleasure button quickly. She panted, her legs spread around his and unable to close. “Are you going to come, or are you going to hold back like a good girl? Are you going to come, and become a worthless whore, or learn discipline and be my wife?” She was shaking, shame turning her chest red. She’s been teasing herself all week, and she was already ready to tip over the edge. The first time he touched her this way, it had been just the touching. but with his cock reaming her cunt as it was, it was even more unstoppable.
Sadie collapsed in the shallow water and sand onto her forearms, shaking as he thrust his cock into her, her orgasm hitting her in one big wave after another. “A whore then…” he said with a smile, “What a bad girl you are, Sadie.” He came into her, going still.
He pulled from her and stood. She didn’t realize it, her naivety believing that Headmaster truly wanted her as a wife. she didn’t realize he wanted a straight arrow woman to turn into a shamed whore for his pleasure and gain. But the orgasm he gave her… it made her abandon her inhibitions. She would be whatever Headmaster wanted her to be.
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