Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Subordinate Part 3 (m/f bond) by Foxbat Disclaimer: The characters in this story are completely fictional, and bear no intended resemblance to characters in real life. This story contains graphic sex, in some cases non-consensual, and should not be read if such stories are illegal in your state, or if you are a minor. Please feel free to distribute this, on the condition that the disclaimer and author's name remain intact and unaltered. For previous parts, or other stories of mine, please check out http://assm.asstr.org. You can search by title or author, or just browse. Happy reading. Thanks to ASSTR, I also have a website at /~foxbat/ where you can find all of my work. This is also available via ftp at ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/foxbat/ Feedback, comments, suggestions, etc are always welcomed and appreciated at foxbat00@gmail.com. My thoughts and comments are at the bottom, as per usual. **For previous parts, go to /~foxbat** Subordinate Part 3 by Foxbat I felt myself slowly awakening from a wonderfully refreshing night of sleep, and this feeling was only enhanced by the warmth that was in bed next to me. I opened my eyes, and rolled over to look at Katie, the star student of the history department, who'd been introduced to my fantasy world of bondage the night before. I closed my eyes again, savoring the memory of fucking her silly while she was tied down to the table in my basement dungeon. This was the beginning of a beautiful thing I decided, as I felt my usual morning wood growing more pronounced. I looked down again at the cute brunette head situated on my chest, hair spread out everywhere, the epitome of peaceful sleep. I watched her eyes flutter as she began to awaken, and I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "why don't you blow me?" Her brain not yet fully functioning, she sort of moaned and wrapped her arms more tightly around my chest against the morning cold of the room. I sighed - I didn't want my little deal with Katie to turn into a love affair or to get too snugly. I had taken the risk I had because I wanted a toy with which to act out my wild fantasies, and if my toy somehow got the impression that she was my dearest lover, it just wouldn't be the same. I sat up in bed, threw back the covers with my arm, and promptly pushed the still halfasleep Katie to the floor next to the bed. This greatly assisted her wake-up process, as she sat up and looked defiantly at me. She opened her mouth to protest, but I interrupted her. "Blow me doesn't mean roll over and snuggle more. It means take out my cock and suck on it." I gave Katie a look which reminded her of what might happen should she choose to argue with my definition. I slid over to the side of the bed so I was sitting on the edge with my legs on the floor. I waited for her to get going. "You're already in the hole for not obeying the first time - and now you've just added a second disobedience," I reminded her. With fire in her eyes, she reached out and pushed her hand into my boxers, searching for the pole which was tenting them. She located it, and almost roughly yanked it out the fly, before lowering her head and, after only momentary hesitation, putting her mouth around it. Let me take a moment here to call your thoughts to the first blow-job you ever received. Unless you were incredibly lucky, it was probably some inexperienced girl in highschool or maybe college, who'd perhaps done that sort of thing a couple times before, but really had no idea what she was doing. This is a totally different experience than the first-class blowjob of the variety you will see in pornos and such. With the former, the experience consists of a mechanical up down motion of the mouth over the cock, with no variation unless to ease sore jaw muscles. The later is almost more of a show than a mechanical thing - it's the sexiness which makes it what it is, not just the way the tongue teeth and lips are used. What I was getting from Katie was definitely the kind of blowjob one would expect from a 10th grader, not what one should expect from a highly intelligent and generally talented college girl. Now don't get me wrong here - she wasn't exactly making me go limp, but there's only so much mechanical mouth-pumping that a guy can take before he starts to lose attention. I hauled Katie off my still raging erection by a handful of hair. "I told you to give me a blowjob. If I wanted what you're doing now, I would have told you just to stick my dick in your mouth." Katie looked at me with a confused look. "I thought I was giving you a blowjob." "First, don't get sassy. Second, a blowjob is more than just sucking - you have to be sexy. You have to act like you're enjoying it. You have to make me want to come for some reason other than making this painful show stop sooner." I pulled her upright by the hair gently, and prodded her legs apart with my foot. Seeing her freshly shaved cunt sent shivers down my dick, which was still bobbing in the air a few inches from Katie's face. "Why don't you occupy one hand down there," I suggested, indicating that she should start masturbating along with primary action. "Now put a little variety in there - make me enjoy this and maybe I won't fuck up you the ass next weekend." I watched her eyes go wide as my threat sank in (so to speak). I bobbed my throbbing cock closer to her lips. Keeping one hand buried between her legs, Katie tentatively stuck her tongue out to circle the penis which was aimed at her mouth, before leaning forward, and letting the tip enter. I could feel her tongue swirling around the head of my dick, as she swayed slightly in a failed attempt to increase her sexiness and preserve the virginity of her asshole. It was a lost cause anyway. Her ass, that is, not her sexiness. After a little while swirling, Katie began to go up and down on my dick again, using her spare hand to stabilize it, occasionally pulling it out to lick up and down the full length of the shaft. This was definitely an improvement, I thought as I closed my eyes, and savored the now properly inspired work which was continuing on my prong. After a few minutes when I could sense Katie's mouth was getting tired, I released my hold on her head which I'd used to guide her, and let me dick come free of her mouth. I lowered my hands to her shoulders, and pushed her back away from the bed so she was lying down on the floor, before I grasped her by the hips and hauled her back towards me and up, so that her ass was at a level with the edge of the bed and she was supporting her weight on her shoulders and bent head. Her legs were bent back over so that her feet were barely touching the ground. It looked as if she were part way through a summersault and the bed had stopped her just before her legs could come over. I let my fingers caress her slit as I smiled down an evil grin to her. Her blowjob talent had improved, but it only made me want to fuck her more. I gently began to push a finger inside of her - she wasn't as dry as the first time I fucked her, but she wasn't anywhere as ready as she'd been last night. I think having her pussy and ass on such display was contributing to making any arousal that might have been present fade, as I twisted my finger inside her, watching the somewhat pained reaction on her face. I withdrew my finger and grasped my cock, running over her slit a few times before I lined up with her entrance and started pressing downwards. I sank slowly into her, and the going was slow, but not really painful. If anything, the increased friction made the penetration more stimulating. Once I'd bottomed out in her, I left my dick lodged in her hole and took the opportunity to play with her pussy lips for a minutes, pulling on them, and rubbing them against my embedded cock, teasing her clit. I released my hold on her pussy folds, and resumed my grasp on her hips, as I dragged my penis out against the resistance of her still not fully aroused cunt. I ran my dick against her folds for a few seconds before inserting it again, marveling at the beautiful way her pussy spread itself when my dick plunged in. I repeated the motion of withdrawing all the way and plunging back in several times, watching her hole remain open for a split second, as if it was slow to realize that its guest had departed. As I felt her pussy begin to lubricate itself in a natural reaction to the fucking it was receiving, I stopped playing around and started sticking it to her. Keeping my hold on her hips, I drove my dick in and out of Katie in a fast deep rhythm, enjoying the sensation as I worked towards orgasm. Feeling myself about to come, I relinquished my grip on her hips, reaching lower and hunching over to grab a handful of tit in each hand, yanking her back upwards towards my plunging cock by her breasts, as I felt the familiar tingle in my balls. I forced my cock as deeply as I could into Katie, and mauled her breasts as I felt orgasm approach. I yanked my cock out of her cunt, though as spurt after spurt of my cum flew onto her upturned face, and her pussy gaped open, not expecting to lose its friend. I looked down at the object of my lust, and noticed the look of disappointment written across her sperm-streaked face, as my cock began to wilt. Reaching down with my hand, I hooked by thumb into her hole and began to rub it back and forth, dragging part of my hand over her sensitive clit. Her hands immediately flow to mine, in an attempt to prevent the overwhelming stimulation she was receiving, but I continued as I watched her eyes roll back in her head and her stomach start to twitch with the approach of orgasm. I increased my speed and felt her sinking lower away from the bed as she gave herself over to what must have been a mind-wrenching orgasm. When the last signs of life had passed from her body and it felt like I was manipulating a lump of flesh, I took my hand off and walked over the bathroom, looking back at the girl slumped over against the side of the bed, her sweaty hair in a mess, her used pussy aimed at the ceiling and her cute face covered in strands of my still warm jizz. *** After my shower, I let Katie shower and dress. While she was thus preoccupied, I made a nice breakfast and left her clothes from the night before on her bed. After eating mostly in silence, I arranged to meet her again over the next weekend, giving her the necessary instructions on what to wear (or really what not to wear). I was already cooking up some fun ideas for her "punishment." As I watched her walk down the path from my door, in her cute black dress, I realized I couldn't wait to get my hands on her again. Class would be so boring this coming week. To be continued. ------------- I decided to take a little break from the nicely progressing My Megan to revisit this story, as a result of some good feedback. With luck, my schedule might permit more writing soon, but one never knows. I really wish that basic oral sex skills were part of the sex-ed curriculum taught in highschool. If kids knew how to suck each other off, they'd be in much less of a hurry to start fucking. Oh well. As always, I love to hear people's thoughts comments and advice, so drop me a line at foxbat00@gmail.com Yours Truly, Foxbat