New Discoveries Ch. 02

"Then why don't you just call me Mistress Ava?"

"O-okay!"

"Go on, then. You were saying something..."

"T-thank you, Mis... Mistress Ava! F-for looking... looking after me!"

"Good slut." Candi was rewarded with another spank on the ass. The praise and slap across her sensitive skin caused Candi's arousal to skyrocket. She actively fought off the urge to begin pleasuring herself in a room full of people. That would be so wrong... But... Like... So hot. "So, how does a girl completely lose her friend?"

"He, um, like... He went to do stuff for the night to make money."

"Mm. Is he cute? I bet you fuck like bunnies, don't you, slut?" Mistress Ava laughed. "I bet he'd love to see you grinding into another girl at a club like the needy little whore you are."

Candi whimpered, but shook her head. "N... Nuh-uh! We're not like that. I'm, like, a tooootal lesbian."

"Really?" Mistress Ava said, her voice tinged with amusement. "You struck me as a real cocksucking bimbo."

Candi whimpered again. For some reason it felt so good to be degraded by Mistress Ava and just do what she said. "I mean, like, totally! They're so yummy!"

"All cocks?"

"Yup!" Candi giggled. A small part of her knew that there was a contradiction in those two statements, but figuring that out was for smart girls, and Candi was dumb. But that was okay! Dumb girls had more fun, anyway. Dumb girls got to grind their ass against smart girls who knew that they were dumb and made sure to remind them about just how stupid they are.

Mistress Ava laughed. "Oh I'm so glad I chose you, Candi. You're just adorable."

Candi blushed. But... Wait. Chose? What did that...

"So what do you need money for?" Mistress Ava asked.

"Huh?"

"The money. You said your friend was finding work for some," she said, sounding amused.

"O-oh! We... We don't have enough to, like, leave town, so we need some to hire a... a... horse-driver-person."

Mistress Ava gave Candi's ass one more spank before pulling away from her, causing Candi to pout and turn around to face her. "Why did you just say so!" Mistress Ava smiled, her eyes twinkling with delight. "My mother owns the place. She can just give you a job for the night. You'd make plenty of coin."

"R-really?" Candi suddenly felt herself growing nervous at seeing Ava's face again. She really hoped that they'd fuck soon. "Th... Thank you, Mistress Ava!"

"You're very welcome, slut." She leaned forward, and, for a moment, Candi's heart fluttered, thinking that she'd finally at least get a kiss. Instead, Mistress Ava only wiped a line of drool from Candi's lip, causing her to shiver at the touch. She then took Candi by the hand and began leading her through a series of doors and hallways. Candi quickly lost track of their path, but before she could even begin to try remembering it, they entered a large office room. All around the room were tall, gray candles that flickered with such pretty lights that Candi almost didn't notice how sweet the room smelled. It was just like the scent coming from Mistress Ava, but, like, waaaaay stronger. As they stopped, Candi began rubbing her thighs together, feeling even hotter all of the sudden.

A woman sat at a desk in the back of the room. She had red hair, like Ava's, but looked a bit more mature in the face, but still had a curvy figure and was just as gorgeous as the girl next to Candi. She wore a tight blouse, many of the buttons undone to reveal the brassiere underneath, as well as her ample chest. "And who have you brought for me this time, Aveline?" she said. Her tone was sharp, professional. It made Candi want to do anything she could to please the woman.

"This here," Ava said. "Is Candi. She's an eager little bimbo in need of work." She tickled the small of Candi's back, causing her to giggle.

The woman looked Candi up and down, her expression unreadable. "Did she drink the special?"

"See for yourself." Mistress Ava looked at Candi sternly. "Moan."

Candi immediately moaned without hesitation. The command made her head spin. It felt so natural to do what she was told. It was easier. And Candi loved being easy.

The mother did not look impressed. "I ask for candidates, and instead you bring me a schoolgirl."

"H-huh?" Candi asked.

"Just a silly, inexperienced, bitch."

"I-I'm not inexperienced!" Candi squeaked, feeling small. She really needed this job to help Vellen.

"Yes you are," the woman said, her voice hard. "You probably don't know the first thing about fucking."

"Nuh-Uh! I'm, like, super good at it!" Candi said defensively. If there was anything she knew how to do, it was how to fuck.

Ava's mother snarled. "You will NOT take that tone with me, young lady! I am Madame Mordaire and you will treat me with respect! Is that understood?"

Candi jumped at the sharpness of her tone. She felt herself flush and begin to tear up, looking down in shame. It felt horrible to be yelled at. "Y-yes, ma'am. I'm s-sorry, ma'am."

Madame Mordaire leaned back in her seat, then sighed. "You say you know what you're doing... Prove it." She gestured Candi forward and began to hike up her black pencil skirt, revealing her pretty, pink pussy.

Candi just about ran forward and dropped to her knees before eating out Madame Mordaire from under her desk. She tasted, like, super good, and it felt wonderful to be given the chance to make her happy. As Candi licked with reckless abandon, she reached down and began to touch herself so that she could release some of her built-up frustrations.

"Stop that!" Madame Mordaire barked. "You exist to give please, not receive it. I don't want to see you play with yourself the rest of the night."

Candi immediately pulled her hand away and nodded, feeling a stab of both guilt and pleasure. She'd made her Madame upset again. That was bad! But Candi also loved the rush of goodness she'd felt when she obeyed.

"Hm. You may have gone a bit overboard with this one, Aveline."

"Oh, I barely touched her, mother. Either she's like that normally, or someone got to her before me." Ava said.

"Really? Interesting..." Despite that, her tone sounded almost bored. Was Candi not doing a good enough job? She redoubled her efforts, desperately trying to get a reaction out of Mordaire. None seemed to come. "Well, she's got some talent... Simple, eager to please, submissive... Put her in room three tonight."

"No can do," Ava said with a sigh. "Says she's a lesbo, but loves giving head, regardless of who the meat belongs to. Yeah, I know. I say she either goes in a glory hole or room eleven."

"A glory hole? With this figure? Eleven it is."

Candi moaned in delight as she licked circles around Madame Mordaire's clitty and looking up at her in adoration. She had a vague sense that the two were talking about her, but Candi was too lost in the wonderful world of sucking and licking to pay attention. Her pussy was practically on fire with need, but it almost seemed easy to ignore as she serviced a dominant woman.

"Enough," Madame Mordaire commanded. Candi pulled away with a pout. Had she not been good enough? "Congratulations. You're officially a whore... A real one."

Candi beamed, clapping her hands together in joy. "Yay! Thank you, soooo much, ma'am! I'll do, like, so good! I promise!"

"I'm sure," she said, noncommittal. "Do everything that Aveline tells you, understand?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Candi stood up and practically skipped her way back over to Mistress Ava, who leaned up against the wall with a wide smirk.

"Well, come on, slut. Let's go get you dolled up." Without another word, she walked out of the room and Candi gladly followed.

~~~

As they entered room eleven, Candi found herself squealing in elation. It was so cute! The room was decorated with creamy white and pastel pink wallpaper and had a matching four poster bed with sheer drapery. A vanity set was off to the side with all kinds of makeup options laid out on it, while a wooden footlocker sat at the end of the bed, a set of adorable dollies delicately arranged on top of it. In the corner of the room, a pink, heart-shaped wardrobe taunted Candi. It just had to be full of pretty outfits for her to try on.

"Like it?" Mistress Ava asked.

"Yeah!"

"Perfect for a little schoolgirl," Ava smirked. "A dumb, slutty one, at least." Candi giggled. If the room was for a schoolgirl, then, like, where was she?

Ava strode over to the wardrobe, flinging it open before throwing a set of clothes on the bed. "Put those on."

Candi pranced over and immediately began doing so. Ava had picked out a set of sheer, pink lingerie, complete with stockings and garters, as well as what appeared to be a uniform of some kind. The skirt didn't cover much, leaving Candi's ass slightly exposed, and the top was tight and frilly, her tits causing it to flare up over her midriff.

It was perfect!

Candi stepped up to the vanity and inspected herself. Oh! There's the schoolgirl! She thought.

"Mm. You look tasty, fucktoy. Good thing you already have the perfect name for a whore." Mistress Ava said as she moved to the bedside table, which had another of those gray candles resting on it. She pulled the draw open and began fishing around until she came out with a journal adorned with hearts and lipstick marks. The word 'Diary' was scrawled across the front. "Get on the bed and pretend to read this." Candi did as she was told. She smiled as she flipped through the pages and glanced over the writings. There were lots of dirty things written in it!

Ava rolled her eyes at Candi's giggling then pulled out a length of pink ribbon from the nightstand. Candi didn't protest as she tied Candi's hair into pigtails with large, pretty bows. "There. Now, I'm gonna leave. Any woman that comes in after me is 'Ms. Belle' to you. You're to do whatever they want. Got it? Contraceptives are in the nightstand, take one each time."

"Yes, Mistress Ava!" Candi said. She didn't really know what was going on, but it sure was a lot of fun!

Mistress Ava nodded, made a few final adjusts to Candi's outfit, then left the room. Not three minutes later, someone else entered. "Well, what do we have here?"

She was tall, with long brown hair kept in a tail, stormy blue eyes, and a pair of sexy spectacles. She wore pants, much to Candi's disappointment, but had a tight blouse that outlined her glorious rack. Actually, she reminded Candi a bit of one of her old professors. Gosh, it had been fun eating her out to pass the class.

"Oh! Um... Hi, Ms. Belle!" Candi said.

Ms. Belle shook her head, then marched across the room, snatching Candi's diary from her hands. "Look at you," Ms. Belle huffed. "Writing in your little journal when you should be studying for my exam?" She scoffed and then began looking the journal over and reading the entries aloud. "'First day of class! My teacher is super hot.'" She turned the page. "'Failed Ms. Belle's test today. She yelled at me for not trying hard enough, but that just turned me on.'" She scoffed and turned the page again. "'I don't remember any of Ms. Belle's lecture today because I was too busy staring at that tasty ass of hers.' Is this why you've been failing in my class, Candi?"

Candi blinked. She had no idea what was going on. She'd already graduated... Hadn't she?

"Really? Nothing?" Ms. Belle sighed. "I come all this way to help you prepare for my final, so that you may be able to just manage raising your grade to a C, and I find you here, thirsting after me! I'm very disappointed in you."

At that, Candi's slow, tiny mind sprung into action. She may be confused about what was going on, but she hated making people upset with her! It was terrible.

"I-I'm sorry, Ms. Belle! Really! I am," Candi pleaded. "Please let me make it better! Surely there's something I can do?" She whimpered, her lip quivering.

"Like what?" Ms. Belle asked, raising an eyebrow. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"Um... Like..." The candle's aroma wafted up Candi's nose. Her cunt throbbed with need. Oh. Right! Candi bit her lip, hooded her eyelids, and squeezed her tits together. "Um... Like, I dunno..."

Ms. Belle openly grinned, climbing onto the bed and crawling toward Candi and looming over her. "Well, I think I could come up with a few ideas. For starters..." She unbuttoned Candi's top, sliding it down her shoulders and revealing her pretty underwear. "Mm. That's better." Ms. Belle planted a small kiss on one of Candi's breasts. "You've been a very naughty girl, Candi."

Candi gasped. "I-I'm sorry! I'll do better!"

"I know you will," Ms. Belle whispered and began to fondle her student's milky tits. Candi groaned, feeling like she was being used. Something told her that she should stop this, but doing so would just make Ms. Belle even more disappointed in her. Candi didn't think she could handle that. "Am I really so attractive that you can't even pay a little attention, pet?"

Candi nodded. She was. Candi couldn't even think to imagine anything other than Ms. Belle and the masterful fingers that dug into and massaged at the flesh of Candi's tits. At least... until Candi looked down.

And saw the tent forming in Ms. Belle's pants.

Ms. Belle followed Candi's gaze and chuckled. "You know, I always wondered why you got so many Ds." She reached down and undid the button. "Is it because... You like them?" She pulled her pants and panties down, her massive girlcock springing free from its confinement and swinging tauntingly at Candi. "Well?"

Candi nodded.

"You like big, hard Ds being given to you?"

Candi nodded again.

"You want them all the time, in any way that you can get?"

Candi nodded again. And again. And again. She just kept bobbing her head to the movement of the cock. Up and down. Up and dock. Candi watched, mesmerized, unable to take her eyes off the little dab of precum that had formed at the tip. It seemed to catch the candlelight in the most fascinating way.

Ms. Belle laughed. "Well go on, then. Take your D, pet."

Candi immediately lunged forward, taking as much of the shaft into her mouth as she could and wrapping her hand around the base. Oh, yes! She began to indulge Ms. Belle as thoroughly as she could. Candi slurped and hummed, eliciting small groans from her teacher and wildly bobbed her head up along her delicious treat, running her tongue along her mushroom tip and cleaning off all the precum.

'Oh- Oh, fuck. Slow down a bit, girl," Ms. Belle said, her breaths come in sharp gasps. Candi obeyed, but whined in despair. She wanted to please Ms. Belle! How could she do that if she was forced to go slow?

"Mm, that's better." Ms. Belle sighed happily as she ran a hand through Candi's hair. "You're such a teacher's pet, Candi. Maybe I should fail you. That way we can do this all the time." Candi whined again, giving her ass a little wiggle. "Mmm. That was cute. Do it again." Candi did. Ms. Belle laughed and began to pat Candi's hair like she was a favored pet. "They sure make them good here. You know this is where you belong, right?"

"Mph!" Candi said.

"Good girl. Your home is between the legs of women better than you. You're nothing but a plaything. Just a subby little slut." Candi nodded meekly as she continued to pump her head up and down. Every humiliating phrase only seemed to make her wetter.

This is what I deserve, She thought. I'm just a whore who does as she's told.

Candi stopped sucking and began to kiss along Ms. Belle's shaft, making sure to pay special attention to the tip. "Ms. Belle?" Candi asked, her voice small and innocent.

"Yes, darling?"

"Am I a good student?"

Ms. Belle thought for a moment, then grinned. "You're a good student, but a bad bad girl."

Candi didn't even have time to whimper as Ms. Belle pushed her onto her back. She made quick work of Candi's skirt and panties, throwing them to the side and hoisting Candi's legs over her shoulders. "Oh!" Candi moaned.

Ms. Belle's smile almost grew predatory as she delicately ran her girlcock across Candi's cunt. "Do you want it?"

"Y-yeah."

"How bad?"

"R...really bad!" Candi groaned.

"Would you do anything for it?"

"Yes!"

"Hmmm," Ms. Belle hummed, letting the tip hover just above Candi's entrance. "If we fuck, I'll have to fail you~ Is that okay?"

"Yes! Yes! I just do it!" Candi screamed. She couldn't take the denial any longer.

"Then take it!" And she plunged into Candi.

"AAAAAAAAAGH! YES!" Candi howled. All the sensitivity that had slowly been building seemed to be centered on her pussy, making Ms. Belle dick feel positively divine. It was all the pleasure she could ever want. And it was... it was too much!

Candi's eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as Ms. Belle pistoned into her, grabbing onto her ass for further leverage. Her teacher's jaw clenched as she fucked Candi with the intesity of a wrathful goddess. All the waiting had been worth it. Gosh, this was, like, the best sex of her entire life!

And I get to have this... All night? Candi thought with a smile.

Not much later, Ms. Belle's brow grew tight, her breathing ragged, her thrusts less rhythmic, and the occasional "fuck" was uttered under her breath.

"Are you g-gonna, like, come in me?" Candi asked. She'd already came several times since they began.

"You bet your- Agh!" Ms. Belle hilted herself, then Candi giggled as she felt the amazing sensation of warm, sticky cum shooting into her pussy. Ms. Belle shivered for a moment, then collapsed onto the bed next to Candi.

Ms. Belle took some time to catch her breath, then let out a long whistle. "Phew! I'm telling everyone downstairs about you, doll."

"Like, thanks!"

Ms. Belle winked then reached over to the nightstand, rummaging in it until she came out with a charcoal pencil and made a swift mark along the inside of Candi's inner thigh. "Got to let everyone know I was here first, though." She chuckled to herself as she got out of bed and began to dress again. Once finished, she strode over to the door, looking refreshed and renewed.

"Have a fun night!" Candi said, waving.

"Thanks. I already know you will."

~~~

Candi was in heaven.

She had met so many Ms. Belles throughout the night that she lost count after, like, the second one. Each of them were just as gorgeous and disappointed in her as the first for failing their class, and Candi was just as eager each time to please them and make them forgive her. She licked, sucked, and fucked like her life depended on it, and each time they left satisfied.

And, oh, how they made Candi feel goood. Something in her told her that her horniness should have been abated after the first few rounds, but her need only seemed to grow stronger as the night went on. Some Ms. Belles made her beg to be fucked, some plowed into her like the fuckdoll she was, and some just teased her and didn't let her come at all! Candi didn't mind, though; each second was utter bliss and each charcoal tally on her body was a mark of pride for a job well done. By the time Mistress Ava entered the room again, Candi was an absolute mess. Dried sweat, cum, and pussy juices coated nearly every inch of her skin.

"Well, the reviews are in. You're a hit, slut," she said with a grin.

"Yay!...That, like, good, right?" Candi giggled. Her cunt ached with withdrawal, but she resisted the urge to jill herself off. Madame Mordaire had said she wasn't allowed to, afterall.