Exam papers (F/M)
Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2024 3:26 pm
This is my first story here and I'm still hesitating if it should be posted in the True Stories or Fictional Stories considering the way I decided to tell what really happened and some fake details so I post it in Fictional Stories part. Apologies for my English which is not my mother tongue.
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We soon decided to have a 3 day break close to the lake, a place we both love, quiet, where not more than a dozen properties are inhabited before June and after October. Closest was I think 1km away through the woods. Ideal place to have some rest and sometimes get kinky if you know what I mean, like swimming naked or spend some time tied to a pole in the garden or on a chair under the porch.
Second day, I finished repairing the little things that needed to be fixed, replacing broken light bulbs and so on before lunch while Sophie was sitting at the table and correcting student papers - that was part of the deal: days by the lake but she had to bring some work; I have to say I didn't expect so many papers though.
Walking by without a word, gently rubbing her back and shoulder, she kept focused on her work but grabbed my hand:
- You do know I have to finish this, right?
- Oh, yes, sure.
- Good.
- How long will it take? I mean, to have everything done
She let my hand go and stroke out a word with her red pen with something between whistling and breathing loudly. I wished that student did not get a F because of me.
- To be honest, I don't know. And... I'm really sorry, honey, that's not how I imagined this short break, not at all. It's just that...
Then stood up pushing the chair behind her.
- No worries, no worries. I do understand. Not the different perspectives cognitive processes are to be analyzed according to contexts or so but it's ok if you must finish this.
MMmm... A small lie, a big smile. Shame on me : I'd have thrown all these papers to the bin, slipped her dress off and used her on her four down on the floor if she wanted just for once a second but I tried to look the most understanding as I could.
So we had a small lunch together, salad, sandwich and cold stuff, talking about everything and anything but her work and... ah, yea, another subject, not on purpose but that's the point of this story. Indeed, Sophie disappeared for a few minutes when I started clearing the table and came back some five minutes later when I was doing the dishes facing the sink. I heard a small tinkle, it could have been any glass or fork or whatever so I did not care. Then she got behind me, one hand in the middle of my back.
- Hey, stop it! I'll finish this later, ok?
- You've got a lot of work, honey, I'll do it then I'll have a walk up to the hill. Look, sunshine or almost, nobody. It's...
- Well, I had in mind something that you could enjoy until I'm done with...
While talking, I felt her two hands going down my arms from my shoulders to my hands, softly pulling my arms in my back to the point I had my wrists crossed. Oh my!
I could have asked 'what's in your mind?' or 'what kind of idea?' but I started to understand and loved that idea, especially when I saw on my right side that roll of orange electrical tape coming from nowhere, some 10cm unwound, and I felt it wrapped around my wrists, nice and tight, wrapped again and again. I guess she cut it with her teeth, not so sure, for a moment I had closed my eyes, it was so good.
Her hand continued rubbing my bottom then passed in around my waist and to my crotch. I started breathing more loudly. She then made me turn and face her, continuing to rub my chest.
- I thought you could stay tied and... Oh, don't worry, not just your wrists, I mean all tied up for instance on the sofa, no chance to escape, I guess you'd like it, no?
She then kissed my lips, sweet and wet, something more like licking than anything else.
- Sure, baby, you know I l...
No time to say more: her finger pressed over my mouth kept me silent.
- The point is: will you be quiet? so I can keep working
- I will, I promise.
- Sure?
- Sure.
- No need to gag you then?
Lips closed, I shook my head as an answer. She grabbed my right arm to lead me to the sofa where she made me sit. Still she had the roll of tape in her hand so I knew what would be next. If not, just reading her smile and eyes would have told me. She knelt down in front of me, took off my shoes throwing them away over the sofa then used her nails to peel off the tape from the roll.
My ankles pushed together were soon taped over my pants, wrapped five times around before she cut it. Oohh! nice and snug! She looked happy but not fully happy, that's probably why she continued and wrapped some five more turns right below my knees. By chance or not, I was sitting forward on the sofa, I guess this was a bit easier for a good tying, which made it far more easier when she taped the middle of my thighs. Can't say how many times she wrapped it but I promised this was really tight.
Sophie stood up admiring her work, myself, almost satisfied it seemed, before she pushed me to make me lean in the sofa, sat over me and stuck her tongue into my mouth. She kissed me long, slowly moving her pelvis over my pants. No doubt she could feel my rock hard cock under her.
Then she stopped. Detached her mouth from mine and slipped one hand inside her dress - looked like she had a pocket there - and pulled out a ballgag, red silicone ball 1.6 inch, leather strap. Not my favorite to be honest. Well, it depends who is wearing it and how long. Meanwhile, I felt her other hand through the fabric of my pants rubbing my cock and balls softly. Oh, gosh!
- No, please... - I whispered
She jumped off my legs, sitting next to me but kept passing her hand over my crotch.
- Too bad you don't want the gag, honey. Could have been fun, huh!?
I nodded, trying no to speak, but she soon slipped her hand inside my pants and I felt it grabbing my cock.
- Sophie... pleaeaeaese...
Hand out, quickly.
- But... you promised, sweet heart!? you promised you'd be quiet!
- Well...
- Well what?
- I can see how bad you wanted it, honey, so may be I need to change my mind.
- About being tied up while I finish my work? If so, I need to get the scissors.
- No!
- No what?
Oh, she did it well, playing the dumb girl
- Come on! You know I'm not going anywhere and you can do anything you want with me. So do it, damn!
- Do what?
- Gag me!
- But...
- No, no, no, Sophie! Stop it! You win: put that gag in my mouth and imm... MMMMmmmphphphffffggggg!
There it was, in my mouth and the strap quickly buckled on my neck. From the beginning this was to happen like that, why did I try to resist? She had me totally helpless and silent and got back at the table correcting her students' work and seriously ignoring me.
Anyway, I have to say I was fine and liked it. Testing my ties was useless but I did, just a little bit to feel helpless, so sweet feeling. By the way, my wrists were really secured and my legs too, Sophie is always careful and does well. Time to rest, for sure. Now and then I was wiggling and MMmmfffing, not much, glad I managed to swallow my saliva and my shirt was not soaked with drooling. And...
- So...
Oh my! There she stood in front of me, I guess I was lost in mind thoughts. How long? Thirty minutes? Fifty? More?
- How is my little prisoner going?
For sure she did not expect any answer, proof is she sat next to me and pressed her hand on my crotch which instantly awake my cock. Then she unbuttoned my pants, there it was rock hard again, grabbed my cock and started to stroke it
- MMmmmmmPPPHhh!!!
And continued...
- I know, I know, but I haven't finished yet. Can you wait something like half and hour? Twenty minutes may be? Or...
She got up from the sofa, slipped her hands under her dress, removed her panties, small white cotton panties, and threw them next to me. Then knelt down on me, driving my cock into her pussy, and started smoothly waving her pelvis. I was in heaven, eyes half-closed, doing my best not to cum too quickly, MMmmmPPPHhhing through my gag. She looked so close to the orgasm...
Then she unbuckled the straps from my gag, remove it from my mouth and kissed me deep, trying to say "don't cum now, don't..." with her lips stuck on mine. She finally detached from my lips, her eyes closed, her mouth wide open as she was looking for some air, her hand on my face. For half a minute I was handgagged, until she could breathe again and smile. Then she got off me, picked up her panties and grabbed my cock through them starting a sweet and slow handjob.
- Can't you untie me now?
- No.
She whispered:
- But now you can cum
It didn't take long; when I was about to cum, I tried to kiss her but she turned her head, handgagged me again then I came into the panties in a loud MMMmphphph.
Gosh! I loved it, I love her!
- Wow! Thank you, thank you so much.
- You're welcome... but now, work!
She had let her hand off my cock and was now wiping it with the panties. Though focused on it, she stopped and picked up the roll of tape next to me. Then cut three pieces. Complaining would have been useless, for sure.
- You know, you can just untie me.
- Really? Is that the deal?
She was shaking her head.
- No, it's not
- So? Gag?
I saw her balling up the panties without a word : that would not be the first time she used stuffing as a gag but these were full of... oh, my! my own cum, no! Then she pushed them into my mouth - yuck! - and pressed one hand over to make sure I didn't spit them out while the other hand got the first piece of tape she had cut, and applied it nice and smooth. Soon the two other pieces were applied and she bent forward to lick my gag.
- Only thirty minutes, then I'll untie you, ok? I promise. Oh my! you're so cute like this...
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We soon decided to have a 3 day break close to the lake, a place we both love, quiet, where not more than a dozen properties are inhabited before June and after October. Closest was I think 1km away through the woods. Ideal place to have some rest and sometimes get kinky if you know what I mean, like swimming naked or spend some time tied to a pole in the garden or on a chair under the porch.
Second day, I finished repairing the little things that needed to be fixed, replacing broken light bulbs and so on before lunch while Sophie was sitting at the table and correcting student papers - that was part of the deal: days by the lake but she had to bring some work; I have to say I didn't expect so many papers though.
Walking by without a word, gently rubbing her back and shoulder, she kept focused on her work but grabbed my hand:
- You do know I have to finish this, right?
- Oh, yes, sure.
- Good.
- How long will it take? I mean, to have everything done
She let my hand go and stroke out a word with her red pen with something between whistling and breathing loudly. I wished that student did not get a F because of me.
- To be honest, I don't know. And... I'm really sorry, honey, that's not how I imagined this short break, not at all. It's just that...
Then stood up pushing the chair behind her.
- No worries, no worries. I do understand. Not the different perspectives cognitive processes are to be analyzed according to contexts or so but it's ok if you must finish this.
MMmm... A small lie, a big smile. Shame on me : I'd have thrown all these papers to the bin, slipped her dress off and used her on her four down on the floor if she wanted just for once a second but I tried to look the most understanding as I could.
So we had a small lunch together, salad, sandwich and cold stuff, talking about everything and anything but her work and... ah, yea, another subject, not on purpose but that's the point of this story. Indeed, Sophie disappeared for a few minutes when I started clearing the table and came back some five minutes later when I was doing the dishes facing the sink. I heard a small tinkle, it could have been any glass or fork or whatever so I did not care. Then she got behind me, one hand in the middle of my back.
- Hey, stop it! I'll finish this later, ok?
- You've got a lot of work, honey, I'll do it then I'll have a walk up to the hill. Look, sunshine or almost, nobody. It's...
- Well, I had in mind something that you could enjoy until I'm done with...
While talking, I felt her two hands going down my arms from my shoulders to my hands, softly pulling my arms in my back to the point I had my wrists crossed. Oh my!
I could have asked 'what's in your mind?' or 'what kind of idea?' but I started to understand and loved that idea, especially when I saw on my right side that roll of orange electrical tape coming from nowhere, some 10cm unwound, and I felt it wrapped around my wrists, nice and tight, wrapped again and again. I guess she cut it with her teeth, not so sure, for a moment I had closed my eyes, it was so good.
Her hand continued rubbing my bottom then passed in around my waist and to my crotch. I started breathing more loudly. She then made me turn and face her, continuing to rub my chest.
- I thought you could stay tied and... Oh, don't worry, not just your wrists, I mean all tied up for instance on the sofa, no chance to escape, I guess you'd like it, no?
She then kissed my lips, sweet and wet, something more like licking than anything else.
- Sure, baby, you know I l...
No time to say more: her finger pressed over my mouth kept me silent.
- The point is: will you be quiet? so I can keep working
- I will, I promise.
- Sure?
- Sure.
- No need to gag you then?
Lips closed, I shook my head as an answer. She grabbed my right arm to lead me to the sofa where she made me sit. Still she had the roll of tape in her hand so I knew what would be next. If not, just reading her smile and eyes would have told me. She knelt down in front of me, took off my shoes throwing them away over the sofa then used her nails to peel off the tape from the roll.
My ankles pushed together were soon taped over my pants, wrapped five times around before she cut it. Oohh! nice and snug! She looked happy but not fully happy, that's probably why she continued and wrapped some five more turns right below my knees. By chance or not, I was sitting forward on the sofa, I guess this was a bit easier for a good tying, which made it far more easier when she taped the middle of my thighs. Can't say how many times she wrapped it but I promised this was really tight.
Sophie stood up admiring her work, myself, almost satisfied it seemed, before she pushed me to make me lean in the sofa, sat over me and stuck her tongue into my mouth. She kissed me long, slowly moving her pelvis over my pants. No doubt she could feel my rock hard cock under her.
Then she stopped. Detached her mouth from mine and slipped one hand inside her dress - looked like she had a pocket there - and pulled out a ballgag, red silicone ball 1.6 inch, leather strap. Not my favorite to be honest. Well, it depends who is wearing it and how long. Meanwhile, I felt her other hand through the fabric of my pants rubbing my cock and balls softly. Oh, gosh!
- No, please... - I whispered
She jumped off my legs, sitting next to me but kept passing her hand over my crotch.
- Too bad you don't want the gag, honey. Could have been fun, huh!?
I nodded, trying no to speak, but she soon slipped her hand inside my pants and I felt it grabbing my cock.
- Sophie... pleaeaeaese...
Hand out, quickly.
- But... you promised, sweet heart!? you promised you'd be quiet!
- Well...
- Well what?
- I can see how bad you wanted it, honey, so may be I need to change my mind.
- About being tied up while I finish my work? If so, I need to get the scissors.
- No!
- No what?
Oh, she did it well, playing the dumb girl
- Come on! You know I'm not going anywhere and you can do anything you want with me. So do it, damn!
- Do what?
- Gag me!
- But...
- No, no, no, Sophie! Stop it! You win: put that gag in my mouth and imm... MMMMmmmphphphffffggggg!
There it was, in my mouth and the strap quickly buckled on my neck. From the beginning this was to happen like that, why did I try to resist? She had me totally helpless and silent and got back at the table correcting her students' work and seriously ignoring me.
Anyway, I have to say I was fine and liked it. Testing my ties was useless but I did, just a little bit to feel helpless, so sweet feeling. By the way, my wrists were really secured and my legs too, Sophie is always careful and does well. Time to rest, for sure. Now and then I was wiggling and MMmmfffing, not much, glad I managed to swallow my saliva and my shirt was not soaked with drooling. And...
- So...
Oh my! There she stood in front of me, I guess I was lost in mind thoughts. How long? Thirty minutes? Fifty? More?
- How is my little prisoner going?
For sure she did not expect any answer, proof is she sat next to me and pressed her hand on my crotch which instantly awake my cock. Then she unbuttoned my pants, there it was rock hard again, grabbed my cock and started to stroke it
- MMmmmmmPPPHhh!!!
And continued...
- I know, I know, but I haven't finished yet. Can you wait something like half and hour? Twenty minutes may be? Or...
She got up from the sofa, slipped her hands under her dress, removed her panties, small white cotton panties, and threw them next to me. Then knelt down on me, driving my cock into her pussy, and started smoothly waving her pelvis. I was in heaven, eyes half-closed, doing my best not to cum too quickly, MMmmmPPPHhhing through my gag. She looked so close to the orgasm...
Then she unbuckled the straps from my gag, remove it from my mouth and kissed me deep, trying to say "don't cum now, don't..." with her lips stuck on mine. She finally detached from my lips, her eyes closed, her mouth wide open as she was looking for some air, her hand on my face. For half a minute I was handgagged, until she could breathe again and smile. Then she got off me, picked up her panties and grabbed my cock through them starting a sweet and slow handjob.
- Can't you untie me now?
- No.
She whispered:
- But now you can cum
It didn't take long; when I was about to cum, I tried to kiss her but she turned her head, handgagged me again then I came into the panties in a loud MMMmphphph.
Gosh! I loved it, I love her!
- Wow! Thank you, thank you so much.
- You're welcome... but now, work!
She had let her hand off my cock and was now wiping it with the panties. Though focused on it, she stopped and picked up the roll of tape next to me. Then cut three pieces. Complaining would have been useless, for sure.
- You know, you can just untie me.
- Really? Is that the deal?
She was shaking her head.
- No, it's not
- So? Gag?
I saw her balling up the panties without a word : that would not be the first time she used stuffing as a gag but these were full of... oh, my! my own cum, no! Then she pushed them into my mouth - yuck! - and pressed one hand over to make sure I didn't spit them out while the other hand got the first piece of tape she had cut, and applied it nice and smooth. Soon the two other pieces were applied and she bent forward to lick my gag.
- Only thirty minutes, then I'll untie you, ok? I promise. Oh my! you're so cute like this...
