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Chapter 5a


Tina:

      	Government class was as boring as it always was.  She was
lightly chastised for being late, but that was no big deal for her.
She was a model student, usually, and so teachers rarely gave her a
hard time.  Robert looked a question at her, but she just smiled and
shrugged, turning her attention to the lecture.



Cindy:

      	When she and Tina met for gym class, Cindy shivered a little,
remembering the scene in the locker room a few days ago.  Would Tina do
a repeat, perhaps with her being the centerpiece?  She kind of hoped
so.  At the moment, she was really horny from thinking about what Tina
had whispered to her earlier.

      	The first thing she said to her Mistress when they met was,
"Yes, Mistress.  I want to do it."  Tina smiled, and Cindy felt a
little embarrassed by her eagerness.  Well, the Program was about
expanding sexual awareness, and she was certainly doing that!

      	As usual, it was difficult for her to keep her eyes off her
Mistress as they went through their workouts.  Tina's skin gleamed, and
Cindy longed to lick the damp skin of her breasts.  When Tina did her
splits (with a towel under her) Cindy almost moaned out loud.  This was
such torture!  Somehow, it seemed as if Tina knew what she was
thinking, because she caught Cindy's eye and smiled a seductive smile.

      	After class, then headed toward the boys' locker room, and Cindy
wondered again if Tina was going to re-enact what they'd done on
Wednesday.  She did, sort of.  A lot of the boys were sporting wood,
especially when Tina decided to give them a show by leading Cindy into
the middle of the shower room and pulling her into a deep kiss.  Once
again, she picked a boy and brought him to the center.  She had Cindy
kneel next to her and proceeded to give the boy a blow job, carefully
detailing a number of pointers that she thought Cindy should know.
Cindy was sure that her Mistress, once she finished with this boy, was
going to call another one up and make Cindy blow him.  The thought made
her almost faint with desire.  To be ordered, in public, to do
something like that pushed her submission buttons in a big way.



Tina:

    	Tina knew that Cindy was really getting off on this, and knew that
her slave was yearning to give her first blowjob at Tina's order.  She
could feel Cindy's body trembling with lust, fantasies of being made to
give several of the boys blowjobs at her Mistress' order.  Well, that
wasn't going to happen here.  She didn't want her slave to give her
first blowjob like that -- and besides, Tina had a plan concerning the
first cock that her slave would have in her mouth.

    	Tina had chosen Jeremy for her 'victim' today.  He was a tall,
skinny guy, sort of klutzy, but not bad looking.  At least, Tina didn't
think he was bad looking.  Like most guys his age, he was more than a
bit unsure of himself.  He was sort of a geek, but not smart enough to
be in the uber-geek clique.  Not strong enough to be a jock, nor did he
have any interest in sports.  This assessment came not from Tina
reading him in any way, just from talk around school.  Just because she
didn't often participate in such talk didn't mean she ignored it.
Nope, Jeremy was just your sort of average, everyday kinda guy.  Nice
to some people, rarely causing a fuss.  But Tina loved a big cock, and
Jeremy had one.

    	Soon, the long, thick shaft was throbbing under her attentions,
and Jeremy was experiencing the best -- actually, the only -- blowjob
he'd ever had in his life.  She could read that he'd been on a few
dates, and that he really liked girls, but he hadn't seemed to connect
with any of them.  Tina hoped that her blowjob would give him the
inspiration to find a girl and have a little fun.

    	He moaned as she expertly backed off to keep him from cumming.
She could have had him spurting in less than a minute, but that
wouldn't have been any fun, so she managed to drag it out for almost
five.  Giving Cindy pointers the entire time helped to draw things out
a bit.

	Of course, she couldn't keep him on edge too long, since she didn't
want the coach yelling at them again.  While slightly increasing her
efforts, Tina took one hand and positioned Cindy's face right near her
own.  And when Jeremy started spewing his thick white spunk, Tina
quickly aimed the spurting cock at her slave's open mouth.  Cindy
jerked a bit as the hot, thick liquid hit her lips.  Then she moaned,
as more of the same liquid hit both of them.  Some of the less-shy boys
were jerking off watching the show.  Tina was surprised by how easily
she was handling the large amount of sexual energy she was absorbing.
It felt kind of good and she had room left, which was also good since
she knew that next class, if things went well, was really going to test
the limits of what she could hold.

   	Once again, she miscalculated, and the coach, who surely knew that
_something_ was going on in the shower (like, duh: two bisexual, naked
teen girls, lots of naked teen boys... ) but declined to do more than
remind them of the time by yelling for them to get a move on.  Tina and
Cindy quickly washed and headed out to their bio class.

    	Tina had spoken to Mr. Jennings earlier, but not too much in
depth.  And, of course, now she was running late.  Still, it was
important that she get his buy-in for what she wanted to do.  As the
class filled, Tina did some quick talking and managed to convince Mr.
Jennings to go along with what she wanted to do.  Truth be told, Mr.
Jennings was kind of at the end of his rope with her (so to speak) and
she knew it.  He'd either tied her up or teased her brains out every
day this week.  She could read from his recent past that he had given
his wife/sub some very rough use every night this week (save
Wednesday), and the pleasantly worn and frazzled woman was thus curious
about Tina.  Usually Mr. Jennings had complete control of his sexual
desires, but Tina had really thrown him for a loop.

	Good, thought Tina, that would help with another idea she had.

     	Class started after the students had moved the desks into a
half-circle.  It was Friday, so they were all looking forward to
something interesting today.  After all, Mr. Jennings had been doing
interesting things to Tina all week which had gotten  progressively
more involved each time.  Today, being her last day, surely he would do
_something_ new and interesting.

     	Tina saw the looks of expectation on the class' face.  She hoped
that they wouldn't be disappointed with what they had planned for
today.  New, it would be.  Interesting?  Well, she hoped that they'd
find it interesting.

     	"Today," said Mr. Jennings after everyone settled down, "we are
going to do things a little differently.  But first, I need to add word
of caution."  He grinned.  "Don't try what you're about to see at
home."

     	There was general laughter that comment, and he smiled as well.

     	"Seriously," he continued, "some of the things we are going to do
today, are pretty advanced.  It's unlikely that most of you would enjoy
what you will see anyway.  However, you can be sure that the
participants will be enjoying it a great deal."

     	Now people were really curious about what was going to happen.
Tina moved over to the table that had the bag she'd brought in today.
It was her personal toy bag, and she'd packed it with things that she
thought that Cindy would enjoy.

     	"Well," said Mr. Jennings, "I'll now turn over today's class to
our guest instructor."

     	Everyone looked around, their eyes passing over Tina as she rose
and moved to the center of the circle of chairs, thinking that she'd be
the 'model' for the session.

     	"Hi guys," she smiled and waved.  "I guess that'd be me."

     	There was a bit of noise, as people tried to figure out what she
meant.  She waited until things quieted down a bit, then continued.

     	"How many of you know what a switch is?" asked Tina.

     	No hands went up.  She knew there were some folks who did know,
but apparently no one wanted to admit it.

     	"A switch," said Tina, "is someone who can be a dominant or a
submissive. I am a switch.  Mr. Jennings has been showing you my
submissive side this week.  Now, I'm going to show you my more dominant
side."

     	She was blushing as she said that.  There were several looks of
confusion from the class.  There were also several looks of interest.
Tina nodded at Mr. Jennings, who started pushing a piece of bondage
furniture into the center of the half-circle.  It had a wide, padded
top, and there were two posts which rose several feet above the top,
one on either side.  There were also plenty of rings and places to tie
someone in a number of interesting positions.

     	"As Mr. Jennings mentioned, I'm going to demonstrate some pretty
advanced things," said Tina.  "I want you to know that you can really,
really hurt someone doing this kind of stuff.  Never just jump into
something like this.  Now," she continued brightly, "I'll need a
volunteer to be today's victim.  Once I've chosen someone, I'll take a
few minutes to let them know what I'm going to do."

     	Nobody seemed to notice the contradiction in her statements, and
predictably, some of the boys raised their hands.  Debbie, obeying her
orders, had put her hand in the air, although she was looking a little
pale.  After a quick look at Tina, Cindy's hand went up as well.  The
one real surprise was Jenna.  Quickly dipping into her fantasies, Tina
saw that it was the challenge that held sexual interest for her -- the
sensation play aspect -- not the act of being submissive.  That was
interesting.

     	She could also read Debbie, who, despite her fear, was wildly
aroused by the thought of Tina playing with her for the length of the
class.  Well, wasn't that interesting?  It also didn't matter.  There
had never been any doubt who Tina's 'victim' would be.  There was
really only one person here that she knew would love what she was
planning, and who Tina knew wouldn't freak out.  Calling for volunteers
had just been for her own amusement.

     	"Cindy, dear, thank you so much for offering to help out today,"
smiled Tina, holding out her hand.

     	Cindy's hand was shaking as she stood up and took her Mistress'
hand.  There were several people who made sounds of surprise, but
everyone seemed eager to see what Tina had in mind.  She was willing to
bet they were thinking that, if Cindy was going to demonstrate, it
couldn't be all that bad.  Tina smiled, knowing that they'd be proven
wrong in short order.

     	She pulled Cindy to the side to speak to her.  There was no need
for a Priestess to worry about safewords or anything like that during
sex play; she would know in an instant if her lover was in real
distress.  However, not even Cindy knew that, so Tina had to give her
directions.

     	"This is a clicker," said Tina, clicking it once.  "It's your
safeword for this scene.  If you're in any distress at all, use it, and
I'll immediately release you."



Cindy:

      	She'd known, of course, that Tina would pick her for a volunteer
today.  However, her Mistress hadn't seen fit to tell her just what
sort of scene they'd be playing out.  So when Tina gave her the
clicker, the first thing Cindy thought was that she would be gagged.
She soon found out she was oh so very wrong.

      	"First," said Tina, "I'm going to outfit our lovely volunteer
with these cuffs.  These are called suspension cuffs, and yes, they are
usually used for suspending someone.  However, please don't ever
suspend someone, even someone as light as Cindy, from their wrists.
You can do permanent damage to them."

      	"Then why do they call them suspension cuffs?" asked someone.

      	"Well, you can suspend someone," replied Tina, "you just
shouldn't put their entire body weight on their wrists.  They should be
supported from other places, as well.  The reason I'm using them today
is because her hands are going to be above her head for a while.  These
will make it more comfortable."

      	"I thought that the whole point was to make the person
uncomfortable," came another voice.

      	"Well," replied Tina, as she bent to apply standard cuffs to
Cindy's ankles, "yes and no.  There's discomfort, pain and real pain.
Real pain is something that you want to avoid -- unless your sub is an
actual masochist.  In that case, you have to be even more careful what
you do, because they have a tendency not to safeword."

      	Cindy was getting very wet from Tina's casual handling of her.
Nothing made her feel more owned than someone just doing whatever they
wanted to her body.  Her Mistress now positioned Cindy up on the padded
table, kneeling.  Her knees were spread wide, almost touching the
upright poles.  Tina took a length of rope and quickly tied each of her
wrists to a upright.  Then, she took more rope (nice hemp, Cindy noted)
and fixed her knees in position.  Finally, each ankle was tied in place
as more rope was attached from the ankle cuffs to the corner of the
table, keeping her from lifting her feet.

      	"Today," continued Tina, "is all about sensation play.  Some of
those sensations will be quite intense, and for Cindy they will feel
very intense."

      	She had the girl suck in her belly, which was already somewhat
concave from her position, and quickly wrapped rope around it.  More
rope then attached each side of her waist rope to the uprights.  The
effect was to constrict her waist quite a lot.  Cindy got wetter and
gave a quiet moan, especially when her Mistress, her body blocking most
everyone else's view, slid her finger through Cindy's pussy lips, just
brushing her clit.  That stoked the fires in her body even more.

      	"This," said Tina as she pulled something out of the bag on the
other table, "is one thing that will make today's scene very intense
for Cindy.  I'm going to add these, which will increase the effect.
Once I've put them on her, Cindy will be mainly focusing on her body
and what it feels like.  She won't be distracted by other stuff.

      	"Now if you really want to find out what this is like, you can
try it out while you are unbound.  Like most everyone sensation, some
people find it very exciting, and some don't like it at all."

      	Cindy was wondering what she was in for.  Tina was facing the
class, so she couldn't see what her Mistress was holding.  Still hiding
the object, Tina got up on the table behind Cindy.

       	"Remember your clicker, lover," whispered Tina.

       	Cindy felt something gently inserted into one ear, then the
other.  Her hearing started to go dim and she realized that Tina had
put earplugs in her ears.  No doubt then, the other thing was a
blindfold.

       	She was wrong.  Her Mistress pushed her mouth open a little,
and Cindy felt a soft, but rather wide, cylinder being pushed into her
open mouth.  It was fixed in place, then her world went dark as Tina
pulled a hood over her head.

       	Cindy moaned, rotating her hips.  She completely forgot about
the classroom, loving the smell of leather as it engulfed her head.
Her sight was completely cut off, and her mouth was filled.  She
couldn't hear, and every sensation her skin transmitted was magnified.
The hood began to tighten, snugging tightly to her head and increasing
her sense of isolation and captivity.



 Tina:

       	"Now," she said as she finished lacing up the hood.  "I've
given Cindy a clicker to use as her safeword.  She's pretty isolated,
since she can't speak, see, or hear anything that I'm saying unless I
shout loud."

       	"Cindy!", Tina said in a raised voice, "Nod your head if you
can hear me!"

       	Cindy bobbed her black leather covered head once.  She looked
beautiful, her almost white hair spilling out of a hole in the back of
the hood, and Tina wished now that they were doing this scene at home.
But, alas, this was not the case.

       	"Okay, Cindy," she said in a normal voice, "nod your head again
for me."

       	Nothing.  The other girl didn't move, and Tina knew that Cindy
hadn't heard her.

       	"The hood really, really intensifies things," said Tina,
fitting a small post into a hole in the front of the table.

       	She hadn't known what Mr. Jennings would have available, but it
really hadn't mattered.  What she'd brought with her would be usable in
a variety of scenes.  She pulled out a vibrator, then looked around for
something to tie to the post to put the vibrator in the right position.
 Mr. Jennings assisted by holding up an adjustable rod that could be
securely clamped to the upright.  She smiled and thanked him, noting in
his fantasy that Tina was in Cindy's position, while Cindy was tied in
such a way as to allow her to eat Tina's pussy.  Hmmm... that was a
nice thought.

       	Soon, she had the vibrator, something called an eroscilator,
positioned so that the vibrating head was just under Cindy's clit.
Tina longed to be able to lick and suck those beautiful pussy lips.
Cindy's cunt was now almost a coral red and had flowered open, exposing
her virgin hole and her delicate, inner lips.  Her clit was also
starting to swell enough to expose itself.

    	This was all done very quickly.  Tina made sure that no matter how
much her slave squirmed, she wouldn't be able to contact the vibrator.
There would be plenty of time for that later.

       	"Okay," said Tina, "we're ready to start."

       	She walked over to the bag and removed a flogger with short,
wide falls.  She explained that something like this would give a light
thudding sensation, depending on how hard and where it was used.  She
then invited everyone to get up and circle around Cindy, since she'd be
using it on the girl and they might want to be able to see it.

       	"So," smiled Tina, "before I start on our little victim, would
anyone like to see what this feels like?"

       	No one raised their hand, and Tina smiled.

       	"Oh please," she said, "I won't hit you hard.  You're going to
tell me that you're afraid of something that I'm going to use on this
small, naked girl?  Volunteers?  Anyone?"

       	Of course, when she asked for volunteers, Debbie raised her
hand.  She already knew what the flogger felt like, and realized that,
if she weren't in the middle of class, she'd like to feel it again.
Finally shamed, three boys and Jenna's hands joined Debbie's.

       	"Wow," smiled Tina at Jenna, "aren't we adventurous today?
Okay, Jenna you'll be first, followed by Mike and Rick."

       	Once again, she ignored Debbie.  The girl already knew what one
felt like anyway.  Tina firmly whacked each of them across the butt.
No one flinched, since each of them were wearing jeans and very little
other than a thud got through.  Then she moved to Cindy and started in
on her.



Cindy:

        	It was dark and hot in the hood.  The smell of leather was
everywhere, and Cindy found she was responding to that as much as
everything else.  She knew she was on display, could feel her lower
lips were open and vulnerable.  Her breathing and heartbeat were the
only things she could hear.  Just this was already intense, and she
knew very well that Tina had a lot more planned for her.

        	Something grazed her back, lightly touching it.  Then her ass
cheek, slightly harder.  Cindy identified the flogger, becoming sure of
it as it slapped a bit harder on her other ass cheek.  Another brush of
the leather, across her belly, then the top of her mons.  She moaned.
More touches, these much harder as the falls of the whip slapped into
her nipples, the soft leather only slightly stinging her.  More and
harder hits on her ass, then her back.  She moaned and rotated her
hips.

        	It was so intense, especially never knowing where Tina was
going to hit next.  Her inner thighs were hit, the skin warming, then
the bottoms of her feet.  She was surprised to feel the leather snap
into her armpit.  She was very sensitive there, and moaned from the odd
sensation.  The strikes were coming faster now, some just grazing the
top of her slit as they stung her mons.  Then a full slap landed on her
open pussy, Cindy couldn't tell from which direction, and she almost
came.  Then everything stopped.



Tina:

        	This was just a warm-up.  There were a few more impact items
she was going to use, then she would end with something really fun.

        	"Okay, warm-ups are now finished," she announced.

        	Cindy looked so delectable.  So helpless, her normally pale
skin was now reddened in many places -- especially her ass and breasts.
 Her nipples would be Tina's next target.  Tina removed a pair of
clover clamps from the bag.

        	"I'm sure you can guess where these will go," she announced.
"These are not your normal kind of clamps.  As you tug on the chain,
they grip harder.  So, I need some volunteers to try these."

        	Debbie's hand was the only one that rose, and Tina looked
exasperated.  "Oh come on!  You didn't think I was going to try them on
_your_ nipples, did you?  Hold out a finger!"

        	Jenna didn't add her hand to Debbie's, but another girl and
boy did.

        	"Holy shit," said the Kenny, as the clamp closed on his
finger.  "You're going to put those on her nipples?"

        	"Yup," smiled Tina.  "This is where knowing your partner comes
in.  I know that Cindy will like these.  But I'm sure you can guess
what would happen if you put these on your unsuspecting girlfriend or
boyfriend: instant break-up."

        	Tina moved over to Cindy, whose arousal was very high.  Tina
was just drinking in her energy and that of the people around her.  She
was surprised she wasn't full yet.

        	"Now, depending on how intense I want to make things, I could
start the vibrator and put it on her clit, then put these on, or I
could put these on first," smiled Tina.

        	There were gasps from some of the girls, who unconsciously
crossed their arms over their breasts as Tina slowly applied the clamps
to Cindy's hard nipples.  The girl's head shook back and forth, her
hips rotated and her moan was loud enough for Tina to hear.  Tina then
adjusted the vibrator to just rest on the girl's clit.  Cindy's body
began to shudder, and Tina could feel her sliding into subspace.



Cindy:

        	Sensation.  That's what she'd become.  Gone was the sound of
her breathing.  Her whole attention was on three points of her body:
each nipple, which burned with fire as the harsh clamps squeezed the
tender buds, and her clit, with the amazing pleasure of something
starting to vibrate it.  A finger wiped over her inner lips, and Cindy
vaguely realized that it was scooping up some of her thick honey.  She
moaned louder, trying to keep her hips from moving, because every time
they did, she lost the vibrator on her clit.

       	Then another sensation intruded, this one on her ass.  It was a
sharp stinging that quickly fanned into a fire that fueled her lust.
More sharp stings, and Cindy dimly realized that Tina was using a whip
on her again.

       Again and again, the whip struck her, snapping in unexpected
spots, driving her to distraction with lust.  She came within a
millimeter of an orgasm when the tips of whatever Tina was using stung
her pussy lips.  She slid deeper into subspace, trying to get more
pressure on the vibrator.  Why, she didn't know, because she wasn't
allowed to cum and had no intention of doing so.  Cindy floated in a
warm bath of pleasure



Tina:

        	Tina took up the cat right after adjusting the vibrator.  She
didn't like having to split her attention between the class and Cindy,
but she had volunteered for this, so there was nothing for it.

        	"This is a cat-o-nine tails," she said hold up the whip.  "It
will sting a lot more than the flogger, but doesn't impact the skin
with as much force.  That doesn't mean that you don't have to worry
about how you use it.  You can welt someone's skin, or break it, if
you're not careful.  Now, who's brave enough to try this."

        	This time, to Debbie's astonishment, Tina picked her.  She was
trembling with lust as she walked forward.  Tina smiled at her, then
spun her around so her butt was facing the class.  She whispered in her
ear, "I'm going to use this on you three times.  Don't make a sound
until the last one, or you'll really get punished later."

        	Debbie nodded, almost imperceptibly.  After smacking one of
the guys who had volunteered for everything so far (hmmm, wonder about
that one, thought Tina), she quickly spun Debbie around and lightly
struck her leg with the whip.  Debbie was wearing a short skirt, so her
legs were unprotected and the whip hit bare flesh.  Again Tina used it,
this time slightly harder and on Debbie's inner thigh.  Finally, Tina
skillfully struck the other girl in such a way that the tails of the
whip snuck up under her dress and hit her ass.  Since she was wearing
pretty brief panties, the strands landed mostly on skin.  Debbie
yelped.

        	She spun, looking at Tina, her face red.  Tina simply grinned,
and Debbie said nothing.  The rest of the class was holding their
breath, waiting for Debbie to go after Tina.  As far as they knew,
Deborah didn't like Tina very much.  Why she'd even volunteered was
beyond most of them.

     	Tina turned toward Cindy and began painting her skin with the
whip.  It wasn't long before real welts were forming on Cindy's ass.
There were even a few on her stomach and the tops of her slight
breasts.  Tina also managed to snap the tails against Cindy's clamped
nipples, each time drawing a sharp jerk from the girl.  She backed
away.

     	"Is there anyone here who doubts that Cindy is having a good
time?" she asked.

     	Only a few people actually nodded their heads in agreement, but
the lust the rest were generating left Tina with no doubt about how
they felt.

     	"This is when you should be paying the most attention to your
sub," said Tina.

     	She was running her hands over Cindy's hot, damp skin, lightly
flicking her nipples and gently rubbing her pussy lips.  She knew that
Cindy was in a frenzy to cum, but that wasn't going to happen quite
yet.

     	"I have one more thing I'm going to do before I give her her
well-deserved orgasm," stated Tina.  "Once she cums, I won't be paying
any attention to you guys.  Cindy will need to be quickly released from
her bondage.  Will you be able to help me Mr. Jennings?"

     	The man nodded, and Tina knew that he was really, really aroused
by what had been going on between the two girls.  This was a very hot
scene -- one he had every intention of reproducing with his own sub in
the very near future.

     	Tina removed the last instrument of 'torture' from her bag.
There were gasps as people started to wonder what she was going to do
with it.  She lit the candle and called for volunteers.  Jenna was once
again amongst them, her eyes wide, her face flushed.  Debbie raised her
hand as well, and Tina noted the other girl's nipples hadn't gone soft
since Tina had demonstrated the whip on her.

     	She poured the wax on three of the victims wrists, positioning it
so that the wax wouldn't be too hot.  She explained, as she dripped the
hot, red liquid on their skin, that the distance from the skin that the
candle was, as well as the type of candle, would determine how hot the
wax would be.  Then she came to Jenna.  Rather than offering Tina her
wrist, she pulled her tank top down, exposing a good bit of cleavage.
Tina raised an eyebrow, and Jenna nodded.

     	Her breath hissed out, and Tina felt a wave of lust from Jenna as
the drops fell on her chest.  She made a quiet 'Oh' sound, and Tina
guessed the other girl would be very interested in exploring wax play.
Tina moved back to Cindy.

     	"First," she said, "it's time to take these clamps off.  And I
can assure you, they hurt a whole lot more coming off than they do when
they're clamped on."



Cindy:

     	Cindy was pretty far gone by this time.  The constant buzzing on
her clit and the fire on her skin were almost enough to bring her off.
But not quite enough.  Then the buzzing backed off.  It didn't stop,
but now she knew that she wouldn't be given an orgasm.  Perversely, the
thought made her more horny, not less.  Cindy loved to be controlled by
her Mistress.

     	Then pain exploded across one nipple.  Cindy jerked as it shot
through her body.  Fire streaked into the nerves of first one nipple,
then the other, and she dimly realized that if the vibrator hadn't been
removed, she would have cum.  She moaned, hot and sweating in her
leather prison.

	Fingers played with her now-very-sensitive nubs, rolling them and
getting the circulation back into them.  Then the vibrator returned.
Next, something very hot brushed her left breast, then her right.  More
of the hot stuff started spreading over her skin, cooling, but not very
quickly.  Her right nipple started getting very hot, and Cindy started
nearing orgasm again.  More heat on her body, and Cindy dimly realized
that Tina must be using a candle on her.  Ummm.  Just a little hotter
and... oh, yeah!  So close... so clossse.  Then, rather than vibration,
intense heat touched her clit, and she came.  With her breathing
restricted by the hood and the ropes around her middle, the feeling was
intensified, so the orgasm was absolutely earth-shattering.  It also
went on forever...



Tina:

	After using the hot wax on her sub, Tina took the vibrator in her hand
and alternated it and the flame of the candle against Cindy's sex.  It
was too difficult to drip wax on her from this position, but that
didn't much matter.  The heat of the flame sent her beautiful sub over
the top into an intense orgasm.  Tina extended it by holding the
vibrator just so and using the flame to heat one nipple.  She was no
longer paying even the slightest attention to anyone but Cindy,
monitoring the girl's feelings and emotions to draw the greatest amount
of pleasure from her that she could.  The amount of lust the girl
created was nothing sort of awe-inspiring.

	Finally, though, she had enough, and Tina quickly undid the ropes
while Mr. Jennings held Cindy's sweaty body so that her wrists weren't
taking her weight.  In very short order, a pretty dazed Cindy was
wrapped in a soft blanket, gently sucking water from a bottle while
being held in Tina's arms.  She came back to earth and smiled at her
Mistress.

	"Thank you, Mistress," she said, not even realizing that the rest
of the class was looking at them.  Some had a look of fear on their
face; others, intense lust.  Many, Tina knew -- especially the girls --
had never realized how intense an orgasm they could have.  Mr. Jennings
brought the class to a close.  Tina could feel he was a blazing ball of
lust, which meant there was an excellent chance for her to pull off
what she had in mind...
	
     End of chapter 5a

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