From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Teaching A High School Kid (Fm, femdom)[1/2]
Date: 13 Jul 1996 18:40:09 GMT

				Sex Ed
	       Teaching A High-school Boy The Hard Way
			     Chapter One

	Steve wasn't a particularly bad student, he just happened to
be the victim of events beyond his control. But the situation that
started it all off was his own fault. It all started in Steve's junior
year at Middle Village High; just when he was discovering sex and, as
usual, the art of masturbation.

	One day, while Steve was going thru his parent's video
collection, looking for something to watch, he found a XXX-video
entitled "Anything Goes". Realizing he couldn't possibly watch it in
the family living room, he hid it in his room and pondered where he
could see it privately. He finally decided to sneak into the
Audio/Visual room at school after school this Friday.

	Ms. Clark checked her watch, it was 3:30 pm and it was Friday,
time to leave the life of a student guidance counselor and enter the
life of a sex-crazed, thirty-two year old, single woman on the prowl.

	But first she had to return the camcorder she borrowed from
the school to the A/V room. Laughing to herself, she thought about
the videos she made. The uninformed cast included such people like
Principal Johnson, his secretary Gloria, Nurses Wendy and Tammy, Ms.
Valera the Spanish teacher, and of course some students, including
cheerleaders and jocks.

	Steve snuck in around 3:15, the whole school seemed quiet and
deserted. To be extra careful, he set up in the backroom. After one
last look around, he popped in the tape and got comfortable.

	After the first five minutes, he realized that this was hard-
core, and the throbbing bulge in his pants ached from restraint and
threatened to soil his jeans. The next scene showed two women forcing
a young boy into submission. They were spanking his bare ass, and
tying him down spreadeagle on a table. The excitement was too much,
Steve, frantically, pulled off his pants and underwear; and began
stroking himself, oblivious to everything around him.

	Ms. Clark watched the boy, while filming the scene. She
noticed how excited he got when he saw two women dominate one boy. She
knew who the boy was; Steve was one of her students. The climax, two
women were exchanging blowjobs on the boy, while another sat on his
face, and a fourth was fucking his ass with a dildo. Steve let out a
long sigh as he finally came in one of his socks. And Ms. Clark had it
all on video. Hiding behind some PA speakers, she let Steve sneak out,
as she devised a XXX plot of her own.

	Ms. Clark spent the weekend editing and copying her videos. On
Monday she would send each of the `actors/actresses' selected clips
and a letter explaining their situation and what will be expected of
them. Everything will be completely untraceable, of course. All
except Steve, which she would handle personally Monday afternoon.

	Monday, 2:30 pm. Ms. Clark enjoyed the subtle reactions of her
cast as they pretended that this was just another day. She was
surprised when she overheard the nurses saying how much fun it could
be, and amused by the cheerleaders hushed giggles.

	Soon it would be Steve's turn; she had an appointment with him
right after school today. Time to get ready, she set up the video,
changed her undergarments to something he'd seen in his video, closed
the blinds, and waited.

	Steve wondered why Ms. Clark wanted to see him. He thought
about all the possible reasons, even what he did Friday after school.
Though terrifying, he was sure it had to be something else. Actually,
he enjoyed seeing Ms. Clark; she was downright gorgeous, at 5'10", 135
lbs., with long black hair, and emerald green eyes. Many was the night
he fantasized about her. No one else was around, but Steve sensed she
was there. He knocked on her office door.

	"Finally!" Ms. Clark thought, as she opened the door, let
Steve in, and quietly locked the door behind him.

	"Hello Steve, thanks for coming on such short notice, and
after school hours. Now, as to why you are here... " Steve couldn't
pay attention to what she was saying. He was totally transfixed by her
presence. Even though she was wearing a light, full-length coat, Steve
could see the subtle contours of her body. But, why was she wearing
her overcoat at all?

	"Steve, are you listening to me?" Ms. Clark snapped.

	"Yes, yes I am Ms. Clark," stuttered Steve. "Call me Gloria,
Steve. Anyway, this video will explain everything, just watch closely
now." Ms. Gloria Clark dimmed the lights, started the video, and
watched Steve's reactions as he saw himself jerking-off on video. The
emotional sequence, though swift, was sincere and very effective;
curiosity, recognition, shock, embarrassment, humiliation,
desperation, and finally submission.

	When the tape ended, Gloria told Steve to stand up and face
her. She undid the belt of her coat, and slowly unwrapped herself.
Steve recognized her outfit; the black high-heels, black fish-net
stockings with red garters, silky red g-string, topped by a tight,
deep-cut, black leather corset, with matching elbow-length gloves, and
studded collar. They both knew, right then and there, who was the
Mistress and who was the slave.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Sex Education Of A High School Kid (Fm, femdom)[2/2]
Date: 13 Jul 1996 18:48:14 GMT

				Sex Ed
			 The Lessons Continue
			     Chapter Two

	Ms. Clark had Steve right where she wanted him. Steve was so
emotionally overwhelmed; he would do whatever she wanted to prevent
the tape from ending up in the wrong hands.

	"From now on, whenever we're alone, you will address me as
`Mistress Gloria'. You will come when summoned, and obey my every
command. Any disobedience will be punished severely. You will be
trained to be my sexual slave, and your training will begin tonight.
Do you understand?"

	"Yes."

	Gloria, who had been playing with a leather riding crop during
her lecture, suddenly slapped Steve across his back. "Yes, what?
Slave!" she snapped.

	"Yes, Mistress Gloria!" Steve responded quickly; finally
realizing she was serious, and he was trapped.

	"You've been a very bad boy, Slave!" Mistress Gloria
continued. "Just look at this film; such behavior must be punished!
Now, do as your Mistress commands! Come here and stand at the edge of
my desk. Now, bending at the waist only, kiss the middle of my desk!"

	Steve did as he was told. Gloria tied his wrists to the far
corners of the desk, then tied his ankles to the legs, she started to
remove his jeans. Steve, straining against his bindings, tried in vain
to resist, and even pleaded with her; only to be gagged.

	Mistress Gloria Clark spent the next hour administering all
manners of disciplinary actions. Everything from bare-handed/bare-
assed spankings to force feeding him her dripping cunt, to the coup-
de-grace, butt-fucking Steve with a strap-on ten inch dildo. Steve,
who initially struggled against his pain and violation, found himself
so aroused that he came; suddenly, explosively; down the side of the
desk; without any physical stimulation, it was purely mental. It was
also the first time he came in the presence of a woman, excluding the
taping when he thought he was alone. Steve was totally exhausted, and
could barely sit down.

	Mistress Gloria shocked Steve when she bent down between his
legs and licked his cum off the desk, and kissing his balls once;
pulled his pants up and untied his wrists. She, then, unlocked her
briefcase and withdrew a locked, black, leather-bound ledger. Gloria
opened the book, withdrew a blank personnel form, and instructed Steve
to fill it out completely.

	As Steve quickly learned this was not a typical questionnaire.
Mistress Gloria had developed it herself with one purpose in mind. She
now knew everything about Steve from his day-to-day schedule to his
home-life and part-time job as a pizza delivery boy. She knew how to
contact him anytime, and what she could use to keep him under her
control. She finally released Steve, sending him home, and telling him
to wait for her next summons.

			       The End