The Lioness of Montgomery Pt. 03

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MatureThe Lioness of Montgomery Pt. 03

The Lioness of Montgomery Pt. 03 by  Ravenblackerotica ©

STOP! There's a previous story to read first!

Make sure you check out these (in reading order):

The Lioness of Montgomery Chp. 01

The Lioness of Montgomery Chp. 02

My Queen's Prerogative

Or if you're not in the mood, here's a recap!

Professor Sarah Mills is a 48 year old Algebra Professor who's spent
the past months exercising her bondage libido during office hours and
even under the desk in the classroom. The voyeurism had paid off with
gushing orgasms, until a bratty 19 year old student, Jessica Kemp,
walked in on Professor Mills with a ball gag in and dildo stuffed
between her thighs. Oh... and Sarah's long time internet dom has turned
out to be another 19 year old student, Justin Sales.

Professor Mills assistant, Amber, a bbw blonde in her 20's has found
her Queen in the younger Jessica Kemp. Enjoying every moment of
domination, Amber is feeding Jessica information on the Professor.

Sarah has made promises to meet Friday to both her online Dom for a
year, Justin, and Jessica who, with an unknown cohort (Amber, Sarah's
assistant) has black mailed Sarah into submission. And worse yet,
Jessica knows about some rough fore play between Justin and Sarah.
Sarah must choose carefully her next moves as her new found Dom, her
career, and reputation are at stake.

=====================

The next few days dragged and sped by depending on how much thought I
put into the encroaching Friday. I received no new texts, emails, or
commands from either Justin or Jessica in the meantime. Class met on
Wednesday as usual and I avoided eye contact with both of them as much
as possible and hoped for class to pass without incident. It bothered
me, how uncomfortable I was my own classroom.

How many years have I daydreamed to be in this situation with Justin or
a guy like him?

This sexy young man, pierced, black haired, and hard bodied is in my
classroom two days a week and wanted to fuck my brains out, but I was
too nervous to revel in any pleasure that may come. I could not lose
myself in class or have thoughts about him stroking his shaft through
his pants in his seat while he stared at my low cut top, because any
time I felt a drip of moisture fall from my pussy lips, my eyes find
Jessica's in the crowd.

The thought crossed my mind that maybe Justin and Jessica knew one
another- that he could be Jessica's mystery friend, but if they were
friends they hid it well. Justin blended into the background of the 200
person class. His skinny but solid frame alternated black grunge band
shirts that showed only corners of his colorful but menacing tattoos
peaking from his arms and collar. On the other, Jessica floated through
the classroom like a butterfly chatting with this person and that one.
Her high pitch giggle could cut through the noisy crowd and turn eyes
to her low cut shorts.

Her skinny frame and perky tits always faced me. She'd wear eye liner
and hooped earrings as she looked down on me from the theater seated
classroom. I would see the twinge of a smile in the corner of her lips
when our eyes met. I knew she already recruited another student in on
my bondage secret, of that Jessica made no attempt to hide. I spent
most of the week fighting the urge to touch myself, but spent my time
researching PR strategies for dealing with leaked information of
Professors masturbating on campus. Unfortunately, there was not much in
way of previous cases that proved helpful. Finally, one night I broke
down and between tears and an empty bottle of wine, I updated my resume
and thought of places I'd move to to run away from any stories Jessica
may be able to sell to the world.

By the time Friday arrived I was already a mess of adrenaline and
nervous twitches heading into the office. "Hey, Amber," I said power
walking into my office.

"Hey Sarah- whoa, you're looking fancy today," Amber said as she leaned
over the receptionist counter to get a better look. "You know, you
don't have any appointments today, right?"

"Haha yeah, I know. Just felt like dressing up today. You know how it
is," I said with a smile. Per Justin's commands I dressed in all black
today. My black top cupped my large breasts well, allowing air to flow
down the long line of exposed cleavage, and had extra padding which
kept my nipples from showing despite me now wearing a bra. My black
skirt came down just above my knee and fit my form well, cupping my ass
and black fishnet leggings choking my thighs. Gold bracelets hung from
my wrist while hooped earrings dangled from my ears.

I sat down at my desk and gave it my best shot at doing work, but any
hope of productivity quickly vanished. Both Jessica and Jason stated
they would give the location they'd meet me today and both have yet to
say.

Maybe neither would call, I found myself hoping. They both realized I'm
a fat, old, cow, and found age appropriate people to fuck instead.

The hours passed like molasses until midday when I realized they
weren't going to call. My mind and heart were able to relax for a few
hours. That was until my phone vibrated.

'Unknown caller,' my phone told me. I clicked the message to read the
text.

'Sunnywood Street Hotel. Room 228. 4:30pm.' I looked at my watch and
saw it was 3:55pm right now.

My heart went cold and felt stopped beating entirely, as the silence of
my office became deafening loud.

Am I really doing this? Sarah, they're your fucking student!

My mind went in overdrive rationalizing and de-rationalizing every pro
and con for going. My nervous energy warned me not to go, but a sliver
excitement buried in my stomach enjoyed the thrill and wanted this to
happen.

Everything I've ever touched myself for over the years could be mine
today. Now. How many people get to fulfill their fantasies?

4:02pm.

My body moved leaving my thoughts and concerns behind. My hand shook as
I filled my purse and shut down my computer.

"Heading out?" Amber asked pulling her long sleeved shirt from bunching
around her stomach.

"Wha- yeah, sorry," I stopped in front of her desk. "Forgot to tell
you, have a thing tonight."

"Hot date?" Amber asked with a coy smile and a twinge in her voice that
I could not place.

"W-what?" I stuttered. "No, haha I wish. Just meeting a friend, but you
should get out of here. Enjoy your weekend."

"Thanks, you too..." Amber said.

There's that voice, again.

In the car, I followed my GPS, constantly making adjustments to my
clothes and looking in the mirror. I went over in my mind what I would
and would not say. I tried to think of my boundaries or what I should
do if I felt uncomfortable.

What could I do? He's stronger than you- he could take you no matter
what you did!

The thought that was supposed to worry her only made her thighs as she
felt a drip from her pussy lips. Her GPS told her she was a minute from
her destination and that is when the question hit her.

Fuck, Sarah! Which one am I meeting?!

4:27pm

I pulled into a parking spot at the hotel. It was a cheap hotel with
exterior doors to the rooms and two floors. Not far off the highway, I
looked at the text message again, 'unknown caller.'

Shit, is this Jessica or Justin?

My heart beat was out of control. There were too many unknowns. I was
in control over nothing, not even who I was meeting.

I need to go- Sarah, just leave. What if the other person texts you
while your with this one? What if they find out about each other? They
both said to be with no one else but them.

4:29pm

I was outside my car walking. My mind was blank. I was panting with
nerves by the time I'd gone up the stairs and stood in front of room
228. My trembling hand shook as I held it over the door to knock.

Run. Run. Run. Run. Run.

I lowered my hand without knocking and stepped away from the door.

I can't do this...

I turned towards the stairs to leave, when I saw the curtain move in
the window of the hotel room.

The door opened, "leaving already?"

Startled, I stuttered and turned trying to act natural. "No, sorry I- I
forgot- left something in my car. Was going to go-"

"Come in," she said, moving from the door way. Turning sideways I
entered brushing pass Jessica's shoulder as she intentionally left me
not enough room to come in without touching. Her buttery smelled of
lavender and fruity lotion that caught my senses as I walked inside.

The kind of lotion all the young girls' wear- I love it. I used to
smell like that. When did I stop using it? Why did I stop?

The room was dark with the curtains shut and only two lamps to light
the room. Two double bed with dated colorful quilts sat beside each
other on the off green carpet. Despite the, 'no smoking' sign on the
desk, a hint of cigarette smoke that had been etched into the walls and
fabric still hung in the air. The TV screen bounced with a reality show
and scandalously dressed women with bodies I could only dream of.

The door shut and I stood in front of the bathroom as she walked
towards me, slowly. Silence hung in the air and I felt the jitters
swelling inside me.

"Look," I said looking down at her feet. She was barefoot as my eyes
went back up her skinny tanned legs to a pair of red, tight fit shorts
that covered barely more than panties would. Jessica's belly button
piercing was exposed from her high cut shirt that complimented the
small curves her skinny breasts made. "I know I should've talked to you
after you... after you walked in on me," I said, rehearsing in my head
that I'm the professor here. I'm was the 48 year old adult and she was
the 18 year old student. "That's my fault, but as you can imagine it
was a little awkward... for me. I just- I just... hope we can agree
that-"

"I like what your clothes," Jessica interrupted, eyeing me. "You put
that on just for me?"

"I...I-"

"I always wondered why you dressed like such a slut in class," she said
walking towards me. "Like, the leggings- the skirts... that ridiculous
cleavage. Not to mention that make up..."

I felt the tremble shimmering up my hand, again. The corners of my lips
fought to keep from angling down as all my self-conscious thoughts came
spilling out a beautiful, younger girl's mouth. I felt small and
exposed, as my eyes fell back to the floor.

She walked behind me, watching as I cowered. "Makes sense now," she
continued. "Must be soo hot, after class to fuck yourself wild with
that dildo after watching all those boys eye fuck you all day...
Especially, Justin?"

Her words poured from behind me into my ears like lava, "Interesting
boy toy choice... I wouldn't have picked him." She giggled, "though,
guys aren't typically my thing, but the ones that are definitely are
better dressed than that guy." Her fingers brushed the cheek of my ass.
"I've gotta admit. I've finger fucked my pussy many times after class
thinking about those thighs of yours... and that cleavage... It's a
good thing you know how to dress like a slut."

My heart pounded as I realized I was biting my lip. Color filling my
cheeks as warm tingles sprawled through my body.

"The ball gag was a nice touch-"

I turned toward her, "Jessic-"

She was standing nose to nose with me. My large breasts nearly brushing
her as I turned. "I told you once already... You will refer to me as
your Queen..." Her finger was pressed on my lips. "Do you understand?"

She waited for my response. "Yes, my Queen." I said with her finger
still on my lips. As my lips parted to speak she pushed her finger
between my lips. Without a command I closed my lips around it, sucking
on her finger as her others closed around my cheeks. She smiled,
pleased with herself as she fingered my mouth slowly.

"Have you ever been with a woman before?"

"No, my Queen," I spoke around her finger.

"Have you ever thought about a woman before?" She asked pushing her
finger deeper down my throat.

"No, my Queen- ack!" I gagged as she removed her hand from my face.

She giggled as she licked my saliva from her finger, "good..." She
leaned in close and whispered in my ear as if she had a secret, "and
don't think you won't be punished for your little fuck session with
fuck boy." She pulled away smiling while eyeing my clothes one more
time. "Take this off." She said pointing around my body as she laid
back down on the bed.

I must have given her a look of unsure because her face became stern as
she sat up on an elbow. "Your Queen, commands it." She said with her
head cocked to the side.

I felt the tingle of sweat bead and drop down the back of my neck as I
gnawed on my lip. My cheeks swirled with shade of red and I
contemplated making a run for it. It was such an awkward situation. To
be commanded by a girl less than half my age- a student, none the less.
And yet, my submissive side kept me locked in place by her command. For
how small of a frame she had, the look of dominance was a palpable
feel. Like a final puzzle piece shifting into place, it felt natural
for me to follow her commands.

I started with my skirt. My trembling finger slowly slid them down the
curve of my thick ass cheeks revealing my black panties and black
fishnets choking my long legs. The room is quiet as Jessica laid on her
side watching me undress for her with amusement in her eyes. I pull my
top over my head feeling self-conscious the second my pudgy stomach is
shown to this young, tight body girl. My shirt fell to the floor in
front of me and I stood in my black lingerie and fishnets staring at my
pile of clothes. I took a deep breath before moving my hands to undo my
fishnets-

"Stop," Jessica spoke as she stood. "Leave something for me..." Her
right hand went to the curve of my hips as she walked around me. Her
cold, boney hand rubbed to my ribs and small of my back. She stopped
behind me undoing my bra. "You do love your tits don't you? Always
wearing those low cut tops..." She ripped my bra down to the ground
making my heavy breasts sway. "Not that you should be ashamed of them.
They're pretty great tits," Jessica's breath coated the back of my neck
as her hands fondled my plump boobs. She lifted, squeezed, and pressed
them together, pinching and pulling on my nipples like I was a cow
needing to be milked. She slapped them before rubbing down my stomach
to my thighs. "And those legs... I bet your legs are your most part,
aren't they?"

My mind was so confounded with feelings- anticipation, excitement,
dread, fear, lust... that I missed the question.

A sharp jerk pulled my hair back and my eyes were locked with hers, my
mouth open as I winced, "aren't they?" She repeated.

"Yes- yes!" I responded out of breath. And just like that, my body
turned on me. It was a simple thing, the pulling of my hair. But with
it came a flood of emotions that dampened my panties.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes," I pant. My eyes soften as my body moved slow like a lava lamp,
swimming in her arms as I embrace her touch. "My Queen." I watch her
stare at me with interest. The curls of my black hair still clenched in
her palm, she knows I am hers' now.

The world felt as though it moved slower but flowed faster. She bent me
over the bed and before I knew it she was spanking my fat ass.

SMACK!

My right cheek reddened as my cheeks swirled with color.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The corner of my full lips curled up in a smile and my eye brows danced
higher with every bite of the sharp slaps. "Your Queen is going to have
to break you in, aren't I?" She said with another hard slap.

"Y- Yes, my Queen- mmm..." I squirmed into the comforter. Fingers dug
and pulled my panties to the side- I heard the fabric stretch before
the eager boney fingers circle their way into my moist pussy lips. They
pushed inside me.

"Ahhh..." I moaned. Mouth wide as I gasped pinching my eyes shut. My
hands clamped the sheets as my round white ass raised in the air,
pushing her fingers deeper inside me.

I felt exposed. This young girl, my student- a stranger, has her
fingers inside me. Taking me. I was afraid. I was excited.

"Mmmhmhmhmm..." I could tell she was smiling. Pleased. "I think my slut
is horny." She jammed her fingers into my snatch harder and I heard my
juices drown her fingers.

SMACK!

She slaps my ass with her free hand. Her fingers squishing inside my
warm, wet, cushy slit. It eagerly swallowed however many fingers my
Queen demanded.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Ohhh fuck- gah-" I buried my face into the cheap linens as I screamed.
Her fingers pounded my hole faster and faster. Too hard, maybe. My
pussy was almost numb with how hard she fucked me, all I felt were
waves crashing over my body. "I... I- Ahhhh gahdmmmm!" My hair buried
my face. Teeth gnashed on the sheets.

SMACK! SMACK!

My ass raised in the air and my cheeks trembled as Jessica held her
fingers taut in my cunt. I clenched on her, cumming as my thick thighs
clapped shut and I twisted on the bed top. "Yes! Yes! Fuckgahh!!" Her
fingers fought to stay inside me and my body fought to stay free. My
thighs were slick with wetness as I felt her claw at my skin.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Mmmm... I didn't know you were a squirter, whore..." Jessica giggled
as I laid there limp moaning. She daintily tasted her finger tips.

"I...I..." My vision was blurred and my thoughts were filled with cob
webs slowing my thoughts to a crawl. I rubbed my head and face, dizzy
to the world from cumming so hard. Trying to get my breathing normal I
palmed the bed top, crawling on all four until I sat on the edge of the
edge, wiping saliva from the corner of my mouth. It had been so long
since I came from another hand that was not my own.

The world came into focus and I saw bare feet standing before me.
Brightly colored toenails lead to an ankle tattoo of hearts
intertwined. Her skinny thighs come to a V at Jessica's shaved pink
pussy.

When did she strip her clothes off?

Her boney hips stuck out but Jessica's slender hard tummy curved up to
perky tits with hard dark nipples pointing to my lips. Brushing my hair
from my face, I look up at Jessica's perfect face framed by her blonde
hair as she cups my cheek.

Thumbing my cheek I melt in her hand, "you're my whore now, you
understand?"

"Yes, my Queen- yes..." I say kissing her palm, sucking on her finger.
Jessica cupped my chin jerking my face up to hers.

"...I don't think you do," a stern ironed into her face. "My whore
wouldn't cum without permission."

"I'm sorry my-" My words become muffled as her other hand works a
rubbery dildo into my mouth. My eyes went wide with surprise as the
long flimsy dildo suppressed my tongue and forced down my throat. "Ack!
Mmmng!" Her hand closed around my hair as she jerked my head back. The
cream colored double sided dildo bounced around in her fist as she
skull fucked my mouth with the dildo. "Mmmppff!" I twisted and turned
from her grip until she pulled the dildo from my lips.

Gasping for air, I wiped my thick red lips of saliva. A thousand times
I've gagged myself with a dildo and a thousand times it was different
than that.

What's happening?

"Are you not my whore?" She asked.

"I- I am! I am," I said.

Jessica put her foot on the bed beside my thigh. Leaning forward, I
smell the scent of her wet pussy inches from my mouth. Her finger
dipped between your slick lips as she worked it up and down, cooing at
her feel.

"Don't you want me?" She asked innocently.

Yes...

I licked my lips, surprised at my thoughts. "Yes, my Queen."

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The Lioness of Montgomery Pt. 03

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"Don't you want to please me?" Her fingers pushed inside her and I
heard how wet she was.

God yes!

My hand without thought moved to my pussy lips under my stretched
panties. My finger mimicking her in my thick lip twat. "...yes, my
Queen."

Her fingers slid to her clit, pulling her hood back she licked her
finger tips and looked at it before make soft circles on petite pussy.
"Don't you want to- oh-" she smiled as her eyes livened from her touch.
"Mmm... don't you want to taste your Queen?"

"P-please, my Queen..." My mouth was salivating want it so.

"Stick your tongue out."

My tongue pushed out and I looked up at my Queen. She smiled as if she
intended to withhold this from me, but bit her lip as she continued
circling her clit. As if her fingers were convincing her to allow me to
lick her.

She moved forward and I smelt her sweet pussy she lowered on my tongue.
Like a warm caramel melting on my tongue, I slide between her lips.
Feeling her warmth around me, my tongue pushed deeper till my nose was
nuzzled to her clit.

"Ohhh... Professor Mills-" The words escaped Jessica's mouth before she
covered it. She dropped the double sided dildo beside me as I worked my
tongue left to right inside her. My nose brushing her clit as I drink
her down. My own finger furiously fucking my pussy.

This 48 year old woman is eating pussy for the first time.

My other hand snuck up the back bare side of her thigh, cupping her ass
so I could push deeper. I watched the look of pleasure and moans in her
face turn to shock as I cupped her ass. She tossed my hand down and I
saw daggers glaring down at my muffled face.

"MmmHmm. You want more, whore?" Jessica's blonde hair dangled to her
mouth. Her fingers diced through my thick black curls and forced my
tongue deeper inside her. "Oooo ah... fucking slut."

She squatted on my face burying my nose and mouth as my tongue lapped
wildly at the inside of your dripping hole. She was young and tight,
squeezing me tongue as she fucked my face. I felt her juices drip down
my chin as I began a panic to breathe. She held my head as I resisted
until she backed away, long enough for me to breath and look up at her
with a wicked smile. She panted wildly. Her stomach going concave as
she watched me.

"Open... open your fucking mouth, whore."

I did as she gripped my cheeks hard. She bent over spitting a mess of
spit into my mouth- half of which ran down the side of my cheek. She
closed my mouth and pushed her finger between my lips.

"Swallow," Jessica panted. I swallowed. My heart racing as I saw the
pleasure in her eyes.

What a slut I am... her pussy juice dripping down my throat. Her spit
down my face.

She giggled and forced me back down on the bed. Her knees moved to
either side of my face, squatting down on my mouth. Her hands gripping
my hair as she grinded her pussy on my face. Her moist thighs clenched
around my cheeks and ears downing out the world as all I could see was
her tits shaking above me. Her face looking up at the ceiling as she
rode my face. She pulled her lips apart as my tongue forced deeper in
her hole.

"Ohgawwd..." She cried.

She grabbed her own tit with one hand, pinching her nipple hard as her
other hand squeezed a tangled mess of my black hair bunched between her
legs.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck!" I heard her scream through my muffled ears. My
tongue diving deep into your pussy. It made long lap. Hard laps.
Tasting every bit of her.

I moan inside her as I felt her hips twerk on my mouth, working my
tongue deeper into her. Desperate for air, I work my lips to the top of
her drenched pussy and gasped for air before wrapping my lips around
her clit. Her body went limp as she fell forward, pulling my face tight
to her clit. She bucked and cried out- especially when I swirled my
thick, warm tongue around her bulging clit.

"Gawwwwd!" She slapped her nipple, making her tit bounce and red. Her
eye shut tight as she heaved. My red messy lips suckled on her clit,
singling it out as my tongue flickered on it. Vibrating faster and
faster. My plump tits swaying behind her ass as my body raises and
lower beneath her.

"Fuck my pussy, cunt!" Her hips shaking violently on my face as she
squirmed. "Yesahhgah- Ooooooh." My mouth is flooded with her juices as
she came. Her body trembled as she went silent. My nose and tongue
stuffed tight to her flesh, her thighs locked around my cheeks. I hold
my breath hoping for an escape. And then it comes. As my Queen's body
went limp and she loosened her hold around my cheeks, I turned my head
and wet lips to breathe freely.

Jessica's twitching body crawled down my own until she was curled
beside me. Her hand cupping my full breast and squeezing massaging it
to life. My pussy drenched for attention as I twist toward her.

"Mmmmm... You like the taste of your Queen's pussy?" She asked cupping
my cheek tenderly.

"Mmhmm, yes, my Queen."

"Good..." She petted my cheek easily, until it stopped. Jessica's hand
slapped across my cheek and I felt the sting of the burn. Her hand
clasped around my throat as shock sprung over my face. "Did I say you
could suck my clit?!"

Her hand did not choke me but held me prostrate against the bed. I
tried to think of an answer but the question seemed so absurd, even for
a dominant.

"Don't want to talk now?" She said with a flare of anger in her voice.
She smacked my breast hard, making my fat tit bounce. Then again. And
again. My nipple became hard and sore. My tit red.

"No!-" I blurt out in a panic.

"No? Just no?!"

"No my-"

Her hand smacked my pussy lips that sent of jolt of excitement and pain
up the same nerves as I flinched.

SLAP!

She hits again.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

I'm close to cumming and close to tears. She mounts me smacking my
thighs, tits, and pussy. Gripping my throat, smacking and spitting in
my face. A violent twist in her feel before and after she came on my
face. As if I did something wrong, but couldn't quite see it. Panic
overtook me.

This is supposed to be living my fantasy, but what if this isn't what
truly I want.

I spent hours in that hotel room with her. My throat became raw from
moaning and her throat fucking me with her fingers till I hacked. My
tits were red from use. My ass was bruised from spankings. She was
showering in the bathroom while I lied on the bed. I had never been
with a Dom before, male or female, but the experience left me... empty.

What if I can't do this? What if this fantasy has all been a lie?

My life of fantasies had grown over the years. It started as a slap on
my ass during sex. It transformed from spankings to hair pulling, to
choking, to nipple twisting, to double penetration, and Bondage. I was
always by myself. Never did I find a Dom to take me, to do these things
on me. 25 years I've masturbated my way into bondage, only to be scared
stiff the first time I allowed a Dom, I'll be it, a female student, to
have me.

Is this all my fantasy is? It doesn't feel right...

I heard the shower turn off followed by my phone vibrate. It was a text
from another unknown number. I clicked the message.

'xxxx Church St. Apt xxx. Come here. -Justin."

Jessica came out of the bathroom still dripping wet. I stood up and
slowly gathered my clothes and moved meekly as not to draw attention.

"Going somewhere?" Jessica spoke with her hands on her hips and as
naked as she could be.

"Y-yes, sorry. I- um. I have a friend I was supposed to meet, um,
tonight." I pulled on my shirt as she walked to me. The young girl who
had a presence of an army. Eyeing me from the side. I felt weak and at
her mercy. Waiting for her to tell me no, I imagined what would happen
with Justin if I didn't show. I had spent a year straight playing with
this boy online- he's the closest thing I have to a boyfriend.

What have I done? I should have never gotten involved in this. I'm
going to lose him and this girl is going to get me fired. And I will
have nothing...

Jessica's face hovered inches from my cheek as I stared at the bed. She
giggled at my defeated expression and squeezed my cheeks some. "Okay,"
she finally said. "I had fun, Professor. Can't wait to do it again."
She smiled giving my cheek a hard kiss and a wet lick. "Keep my number
handy."

"Yes, my Queen," I said with a dull smile. I gathered the rest of my
things and left.

Thunder growled on the midnight sky. The drive was a monotone hum and
stale thoughts. I followed the GPS voice till I was parked in a small
apartment complex in the corner of the city. The complex looked as I
felt. Exhausted. Rundown. Beaten. My clit already engorged from
spankings and intense orgasms. Having gotten everything I wanted for
years, I was left in a state confusion.

It wasn't that Jessica did things I didn't want, but- ...things I
wanted I didn't like... why would it be any better with Justin?

I walked down a breezeway coated in graffiti spray paint having
forgotten to even lock my car. I passed some college age kids smoking
cigarettes and they make a comment to me and laugh. I heard nothing. I
was a disheveled mess, I knew. When I put my black top and skirt back
on it was a twisted, halfhearted task.

I forgot my panties and bra in the hotel...

My shirt stretched. One breast was barely inside my shirt while the
other was tucked too deep. I looked like a used prostitute 20 years
past her prime, at best.

His apartment door was cracked and creaked as I entered. Electric
guitar soloed on a low Mp3 speaker. The outside of the building was
damp, worn, and smelled of spilled sewage, but the inside of the tiny
studio apartment smelled of spicy incense. The walls were freshly
painted white and the room was well lit. His bed was in the center of
the room. It was just a mattress on the floor but the sheets and quilt
covering it were pulled tight and neatly tucked under it. Justin walked
in from the bathroom at the foot of the mattress. Tooth brush hung from
the corner of his mouth. He stared at me shirtless and wearing only a
pair of black jeans. I stared at the floor with my arms hanging
somberly to my side. The door still hung open behind me. Watching-
studying me as stepped around my body. I felt his eyes on my neck as he
carefully shut the door and locked it.

"I leave it cracked when I'm alone," Justin said. "Despite the shit
smell, the fresh air helps with the Closter phobia."

"You can leave it open," the words fell from my lips. "The smell is
fine."

"It's not safe," he said. "I won't allow you to be in danger."

"Why don't you move?" The words blurted out. He paused behind me before
going back to the bathroom.

"Bigger place more money," his voice echoed from the bathroom.

"Parents won't help?"

Justin pulled a neatly folded t-shirt from a drawer and palmed it in
his hand. "Why are you staring at the floor? Look at me..."

Like weights dangling from my irises, I pulled them slowly from the
floor. His skinny frame had a lean layer muscle to it. A colorful
design of spikes and designs were tattooed on his chest with a corner
of it only outlined but not inked yet. He slid a dark gray shirt on and
walked to me. He cupped my cheek and inspected my bosom, noting the
redness and dark bruises. His hand traversed my ass and lifted my skirt
to see the wear on my cheek.

"You've been with another..." Justin said.

"...Yes..." I admit.

"Tonight."

"Yes..."

"He another student of yours?" Justin asked with a hint of annoyance in
his voice.

"She was a woman." My voice broke as I replayed my first lesbian
encounter. Justin's hand was cupped to the bare of my right ass cheek
under my skirt. His hand was warm and his face hovered to the right of
mine, looking down on me. He stared at me for a moment as if he was
processing the thoughts.

"She was rough," he thumbed my bruises.

"Yes, my- yes, sir."

"...is she your Dom?"

"No."

Justin cupped my cheek and turned my gaze to him, "do you want to be my
Sub?"

I opened my mouth and closed it. I looked down to the floor and broke
his gaze, "I... yes..." I had no idea what I wanted anymore.

I'm a respected Professor. Was this all worth it?

His face came inches from mine as he whispered, "A Dom and a Sub are
mirror opposites of each other. They have nothing in common..." his
hand circled my ass harder and harder. "Nothing but one thing..."

Clenching my teeth, I prepared myself for his punishment. For this
young man to tear my clothes off, to beat this already bruised body.
His right still squeezed the bare of my left ass cheek, his left hand
cupped my face as he pulled me into a deep kiss. His tongue swirled on
mine as I felt the slightest of movement on my ass- his fingers teasing
down my ass crack to my pussy lips opening and closing them as he
squeezed. My eye brows raised as he pulled me into him and his left
hand worked under my black curls, gripping and massaging my neck. His
firm yes tender grip on me made my pussy stir as he worked my body. My
arms were wrapped around his back with my finger nails clawing at his
neck, but he walked me backwards until I was pressed against the door.

His lips left mine the same time his fingers left my pussy. A small
whine escaped my lips in protest, but he grabbed both of my hands and
tucked the front of my skirt into my palms. Justin dropped to his knees
deliberately as I stretched the fabric of my skirt holding it up. His
warm palms pressed on my inner thighs, bowing my legs as I felt his hot
wet tongue pierce my pussy lips. Pushing inside me hard, his nose
jammed into my clit and my legs nearly gave out.

"Ohhh," I moaned. I looked down to see him, but could only see my white
thick breasts squeezed in my shirt. Closing my eyes, I let my hips work
circles on his face. Grinding on his tongue, his nose, and stubbly
chin. My head swam in a water bed of pleasure as my knees gave out
periodically and his strong hands quickly grabbed my hips and held me
hard against the door. "Ohh Just- yes, sir, yes..." My right hand
cupped my mouth as I bucked against the door. His tongue fucked my
pussy and lapped my clit over and over. He moved aggressively, his
tongue and fingers pushing inside me and grinding on me.

Most men moved tentatively between my thighs, unsure of themselves as
they licked. But Justin but moved with a purpose. Pushing his tongue
deeper and deeper inside me as I squatted on his face. My ass jiggling
as I shook. "Fuck- mmmffck..." I cried into my palm as he brought me
closer. Two fingers pushed inside my pussy as his tongue raised to my
clit. With one stiff thrust inside me and one long pull of his tongue
across my exposed, bulging clit I was gone.

"Godohfuck!" I gargled as my hips violently bucked. "Na-goddyes!"

His lips closed around my clit and I felt him hum a moan as my hips
trembled under him. His fingers fucked me as I squatted on them. My
left released the skirt and dived into his hair. I held his head tight
to my clit while trying to push him away at the same time.
"Yesyesyes-fuck I'm cum- I... I..."

I leaned forward as my pussy exploded. "OH GOD!!"

Both my hand cupped around his head. My thick thighs and black fishnets
clapping around his cheeks, but Justin stayed tight on my sex. His lips
sucking on my clit. He licked it faster and faster as I thrashed in his
grip. "Oh yes yes yes yes ye- mmm mm mm mmm..." My body tensed and
relaxed under his touch.

He released me as his palms and lips ran up my front. Cupping both my
tits, he kissed me hard and messily. I moaned into him as I tasted my
juices covering his tongue, lips, and chin. My lips toying with his lip
ring as we kissed. He grasped my wrists and pulled them above my head
quickly, stretching me out, he held me against the door as he devoured
my lips. My body waved and grinded against his aching to touch him
anywhere as he kissed me.

He broke the kiss suddenly and walked over to his mattress mumbling to
himself. "...stupid putting this on..." He pulled off his gray shirt
that was wet from my explosion, wiped his face, and tossed it into the
corner of the room. As I writhed rubbing my curves and wet pussy
against the door I saw the wet stained shirt he tossed. Embarrassed, I
froze.

"I-I'm sorry-" I start.

"Don't ever apologize," He said as he unbuckled his jeans. "You are the
Lioness of Montgomery... and my Lioness has nothing to apologize..."
His jeans slid off before he sat on the edge of the mattress staring at
me. My heart fluttered as a thrill of excitement stirred inside him.
His knees folded to the side I saw in person for the first time his
beautiful cock. He stroked it with his left hand while staring at me.
It was 8- maybe 9 inches long with a thick girth. As hard as he was, I
was surprised his erection could stand on its own without support.

Without instruction I was on my hands and knees crawling to him. He
leaned back some as he watched me approach. I bit my lip as I watched
him watch me through his messy black hair. This 20 year old boy,
pierced eye brow, pierced lip, and tatted up. My sweaty palms brace
against his hairy thighs as I raise my lips to the head of his cock.

My lips fell around the thick head of his cock quickly and I instantly
tasted the salty pre-cum he oozed while tasting my cunt. Groaning, I
worked my lips lower on his cock and hear him groan. My lips go down
his shaft till I feel my gag reflex then I retreated to gasp for air.
My right fist closed around his shaft, I pumped it hard, spreading my
saliva from the base to the head. I closed my lips around his head
again and let my soft, hot tongue swirled on his head as my hand jerked
him off into my mouth. Loose chains and bracelets around my right wrist
clanged and bounced into each other as I pumped his cock eagerly. He
moaned some as I sucked and tongued his urethra, but not nearly as much
as I do. Saliva poured down his shaft as my head bobbed and I forgot to
breathe and I came up gasping for air. My hand still pumping his shaft,
I looked up at him and see him staring at me, biting his lip where his
lip ring was.

I could see him imagining all the spankings he wanted to give me. All
the punishments his old, dirty, professor deserved, and it made me wet.
He stared at my thick tits bouncing in my shirt as my arm worked his
cock. I knew he wanted them, so I reached into my already stretched
shirt and pulled them out the V of my top. My white, fat, tits hung
out, mashed together and bounced wildly as I jacked his cock.

You're titty fucking your student, Sarah. The words echoed in her
thoughts.

He reached down with his right and groped at my breast, squeezing my
left harder and mashing it to my chest. I felt his cock flex in my hand
as he did and nearly came at his rough molestation of my old breast. He
grabbed my other tit and pulled them around his fat cock and I
instantly followed. As large as his cock was my fat tits were
proportional in size. As he mushed them around his shaft, I lowered my
lips and sucked the head of his cock as he thrusted towards me.
Squeezing my tits like pieces of meat he titty fucked me hard as I held
my mouth down on him. My hands replaced his as I pushed the outside of
my cushioned breasts tighter around his cock. My skin slick with
pre-cum and my saliva.

Fuck, I want him so bad. I need him. I want his cum on me- in me!

His hands pulled my hair out of my face revealing my hooped earrings
dangling as my head bobbed. He thrusted into my tits and mouth as he
pressed my head down farther. My eye brows raised and I moaned as his
cock was forced deeper and deeper down my throat. He sighed as my
tongue depressed and I felt the tip of his cock push against the roof
of my mouth deeper. Feeling him skull fuck me with his young, long
fucking cock, I held my breath as he passed my gag reflex and he
touched the back of my throat. Holding him inside my mouth I felt him
flex and grow before he released my head and I pulled from his cock
gasping for air. Eager for more with saliva still strung from my lips I
moved back to taste more cock, but his hand quickly stopped me.

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The Lioness of Montgomery Pt. 03

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The Busty Professor juggles sub life with 2 of her students.

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Justin's thumb and forefinger held my cheeks between his thighs,
"that's enough of that, my good girl." In my cock drunk state I could
barely focus. My lips moved around his thumb, suck biting it as I
noticed he wore a silver thumb ring. He stood and guided me on all four
onto the mattress. It wasn't much higher, but it was easier on my knees
which were already raw. As he walked around me his hard, long cock
bounced and my eyes couldn't leave it. Even as he took a knee behind me
I stared over my shoulder at him. My messy hair hung to the side as I
bit my lip watching him stroke as he pulled my skirt up tight. He
watched me as he fed the bulb of his bare cock between my tender aching
lips.

I felt him slowly push inside me and my arms instantly gave out.
Crinkling the straight sheets under me, I pushed my mouth into the bed.
"Ohhhhmmmmmfckkk!" I released a muffled moan. But he doesn't stop. Like
one of my heavy dildos, this boy's cock filled me up. Deeper and
deeper. I felt his hand on the dip of the small of my back. His other
ran down my thigh of black fishnets. "Oh god baby ye-" I managed to say
coherently when he had me filled so deep.

Without hesitation his fingers dug into my hips and thighs as he pulled
out of me and rammed back inside my pussy. "Fuuuuck!!" I cried biting
my lip. His cock fucked me in hard rough thrusts. He pulled out to his
head before forcing himself back inside. "Yes yes yes ohf-" My ass was
high in the air while my face twisted in the sheets.

SMACK!

I felt a swift bite on my right ass cheek from his hand and go
breathless as my pussy tries to close on his cock.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Oh god babyyy! Fuck me fuckmmm!" I screamed as my tits rocked smacking
my chin. I knew my wide ass was wobbling around his cock as he pounded
me into the ground. I imagined a red hand print of his forming on my
left cheek. A permanent print marking his territory. "Yes! This ass is
yours!!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Oh fuck!!" My toes curled as I stick my ass back as hard and high as I
can.

"Don't you fucking cum," Justin warned.

"Yessiryessir..." I cried.

His hands grabbed the strands of black hair burying my face and pulled
them back into a hard pony tail. Leaning back he lifted me up by my
hair and pulled me back on him. "Aaahhh yesah!" My fingers barely held
me up as his thrusts became hard and violent. "Jesus!" I spat as I
clenched hard on his cock, drowning him in my juices. His other hand
wrapped around the waist of my skirt and used it as leverage to jerk my
pussy back on him faster.

"Godohgodoh- shit!" My brow was damp with sweat as my hooped earring
bounced with every thrust. I felt my fat tits bouncing wildly under me,
but couldn't see as my head was pulled back. I heard Justin's grunts
becoming more intense and thought of his young hot cum exploding inside
me.

This young stud is going to shoot his load inside this old lady. Oh
fuck! He's staring at your fat tits, smacking your whore ass, watching
your thick thighs quiver as he fucks you and you're going to make him
fucking cum!

"Ohhhshit fuck!" I smacked my left tit groping and twisting the nipple.
"Can I cum? Please please I need to cum I need to cum so badahh!" I bit
my lip trying to think of anything to keep it from happening. But I was
so close. I was on the edge. I felt it coming. I didn't have time.

"You want to cum, professor?" Justin asked, panting. His cock stuffing
me.

"Yes- yes! Oh god, sir, pleeease!" I became a wild animal in his arms.

"Do you want me as your Dom?"

"Yes sir yes! Oh- oh god..." I screamed with my feet raised from the
bed.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Cum slut!" Justin commanded. "Cum on your daddy's cock!"

"Ohhhh godddd thank you ahhh!" I screamed as he fucked me harder and
faster.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I could not handle it. I held my breath as my body tensed squeezing his
fat cock as it punished my pussy. Fucking me harder the only sound I
heard was the wet sloshing of my drenched pussy. My tits clapped below
me. My hair pulled. My thighs spread wide.

"I'M CUMMINGOHGODD!!" I screamed as my body heaved and Justin's front
pushed against my back. My pussy pulsated around his cock- gushing as I
screamed. My cheeks flushed as I twisted in his grip and hard thrusts.
My pussy squirted on his cock and bed as I pushed his cock out of my
cunt. "Ohhhhhhhhgd!"

The palm of his hand was stuffed between my wet thighs grinding on my
clit as I squirmed for freedom from any touch. My mind over loaded with
ecstasy as I twitched on my side groping my breasts. When I opened my
eyes I was on my back and Justin kneeled over me. His long hard shaft
pointing at me as he pumped it.

"Open your mouth," my Sir commanded. I did and leaned forward to take
the head of his cock in my mouth. As soon as my wet pillow lips closed
around the head of his cock I felt him flex and groan as a hot string
of cum hit the back of my throat hard. Again and again, I felt his
balls empty into my mouth as I swallowed, watching my Dom above me cum
on his slut.

Justin leaned over me looking in my eyes as his right hand fell on my
left breast. He cupped it hovering over my heart. I licked my lips
still tasting in cum on my tongue and looked exhausted into his eyes.
He brushed a strand of hair from my sweaty brow as he cupped my cheek.
He just stared at me for a long moment.

"Trust," Justin spoke softly as he petted his brow. "The one thing a
Dom and Sub share completely. It's trust..." I smiled at him warmly,
biting my lip. "Now, do you want to be my Sub?"

"Yes, Sir," the words flowed from my mouth and like a weight lifted
from my chest, they felt crystal clear.

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So sexy_-love it

My hand was between my thighs all the way to the end! Needs a little
more editing but I can't wait for pt4!!!

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