Hi again everyone, well here is chapter 5 sorry it took forever, many things happened between now and then. But I will keep a normal pace now, and it should get interesting from here on out. I edited and resubmitted the chapters before this, they should flow better and give some more details on the characters, maybe reread those, but it's not necessary. If you are looking at this story for the first time, please read the chapters before this one will make more sense. Again everyone is above the age of 18.
* I stared at the screen. It was over, it had ended and I said yes to emailing his friend. Well I didn't say yes, but I knew I would email him. When I heard my parents say we were going to the bowling alley. I got dressed, and we all left for the bowling alley. I won as usual, beating my dad by a strike, and then we had pizza. After that we got ice cream and headed home.
For once the whole family was together, my brother was home from college and I felt relaxed. But I kept thinking if I should email him, I was so ready to email him, but the thought of being hurt again kept me from actually doing it.
I fell asleep thinking about that. Yes or no? I woke up the next morning, with my brother throwing water on me and me running after him with his bat. Our parents had to stop us from hitting each other. I got dressed, and drove to school. I decided to write the email to him. If I didn't get a response it would be done, and I wouldn't have to regret it later.
Dear potential Master,
You probably know why I am emailing you, so I won't elaborate much, but can we talk and see if we are good together?
Sincerely,
Your potential slave
I went and logged into Facebook, and in about 5 minutes I had a new message.
Since you messaged me, you are mine for the time being. That means don't talk to or search for any other Masters until you have made your decision. The most important thing I want to tell you is that you are my submissive not my slave. Now it's time for some questions:
- Why do you call yourself a slave and not a submissive, do you know the difference?
- Tell me about yourself, it can be anything I don't care but I want to get to know you before we try anything.
- What do you plan to do with your future?
- What do you want from this relationship, if it works?
- What is the most you have done sexually?
- How much of your life do you want me to control?
- What are some things you didn't like about your previous relationship?
- Lastly, what is one thing you never told anyone?
That is all for now if you have any questions please email me I will be happy to answer. I expect the responses to be in my inbox by midnight tomorrow. Enjoy the rest of your day and your first task.
Sincerely,
Hopefully Your Master
Why did he just ask me questions? Nothing weird or obscene, this was awkward. Since Mr. McCarthy was just talking about the graduation contracts and other stuff I could reply to the email.
Dear Master,
So my number one question is why did you only ask questions, why didn't you ask anything else?
But here are the answers:
- Slave not a submissive; well the term slave turns me on more. And I don't really know the difference.
- What do you want to know it's a pretty broad question, don't you think? Well do you want to know that I am in the top 20 of my class or that I sleep talk. You need to be more specific.
- In my future, I am majoring in pharmacy so hopefully in medical research.
- I want this to be more than just sex; I want to know you as a person not just my Master. It's difficult to explain but I want something where we are both happy but it's not D/s all the time.
- Well he should have told you what I did with him, but I have had sex, oral sex, but no anal.
- This is a tricky question. I want you to have full control over me but in a way no one knows you control me, if that makes sense.
- Hmm my previous relationship, was mostly enjoyable, except the way it ended. It might have had flaws, but I have nothing else to compare it to.
- One thing I never told anyone is that I failed my first road test by driving on the wrong side of the road.
There you go. Any more questions?
Now another couple of questions, will you answer all these questions you asked me?
Sincerely,
Your Submissive
I had nothing better to do, so I just messaged my brother on Facebook, asking what my graduation present would be. Mr. McCarthy was not walking around and talking to us, instead he was at his computer typing away. After a while I went back to check the email to see if there was a reply, and to my amazement there was one.
Hello,
Well your answers and questions were interesting. But by replying to the email, does it mean you accept me as your Master?
Hopefully your Master
Did I accept him as my Master? I didn't really know. So far he was not like any other person I talked to, but did I want to go into another relationship so quickly?
Dear Almost Master,
I don't know. We need to talk more before I say yes. My last relationship didn't go well and I'm not rushing into another one.
Sincerely,
Almost Your Submissive
I sent the email, and just sat there staring at the sent screen.
A minute later I got a reply, I couldn't bring myself to open the email. When I had gotten myself together, I opened it.
Dear my almost Submissive,
Thank you for giving me the almost honor of being your Master, but its good you aren't rushing into this, so we can keep talking now.
So before I ask my questions, do you have any questions?
Sincerely,
Your Almost Master
He was thinking one step ahead of me; I can ask him what I wanted to know now.
Dear Master,
Yes I have a lot of questions.
What's your name?
What do you look like?
How old are you?
Where do you live?
What do you do for a living?
What do you plan to do in the summer?
That's all for now the rest I can ask on messenger.
Sincerely,
Your Almost Submissive
The email was sent, and it was time for me to go to my next class. As I walked out I picked up the forms, and said good-bye to Mr. McCarthy. The rest of the day went by in a blur; the day was cut short so we could have graduation practice.
By the time I got home, I was tired and hungry. So I made myself a sandwich, and sat down with my laptop and checked my email.
Dear my Submissive,
My name is Daniel.
Well I am 6'1, I have dirty blonde hair mixed with brown. I have hazel eyes and tan skin. I am toned and work out almost every night.
I am 24.
I cannot tell you where I live exactly, but I live in California.
I am a teacher; this was my first year teaching.
What I plan to do over the summer is a program at a college; I am going to be one of the teachers there.
I hope I answered all your questions, now I want you to answer all the questions you asked me and return the email.
Sincerely,
Your Master
He sounded so good, I couldn't wait to see what he looked like when the time came.
Dear my almost Master,
My name is Kaylee.
I am about 5'4, I have long light brown hair. I have green eyes and tan skin. I am toned from running track and I run on weekdays.
I am 18, turning 19 in a month.
I live in California too.
Well I am going to start college and will probably get a job from my work-study, just don't know what it is yet.
Over the summer, I got into the early program so I will be at college in about 2 weeks.
I will add you on messenger; message me when your online I will be home tonight.
There are your answers.
Sincerely,
Your almost Submissive
I logged into messenger and added him, and started catching up on my shows that I had missed over the weeks. I was half way through the Revenge when I got a message from him:
"Hello Kaylee."
"Hi Daniel."
"How is your evening, and what are you up to right now? Do you have time to talk to me?"
"My evening is good, I am just catching up on some shows I missed, but I have time to talk to you."
What else was I supposed to say, I was already getting wet and I wanted to talk to him so badly.
"Good, so where are you right now?"
"In my bedroom, why do you ask?"
Why would he want to know where I was, like aren't we just going to talk?
"I just wanted to visualize where you were, and what are you wearing right now?"
"Pink and black sweat pants with a pink tank top. Can I ask what you are wearing right now?"
"So no bra and panties? And I am in my boxers and a muscle shirt."
"No I'm wearing a bra and panties, why wouldn't I be."
Wasn't that common sense, like why wouldn't I be wearing them.
"Don't those count as something you wear? And what color are they?"
"I guess they do count, they are black and white polka dots."
Why was it so embarrassing to tell him what color they were?
"Thank you, now tell me when do you graduate? When do you start college? What do you plan on majoring in? What was your favorite subject in high school? How many siblings do you have? Do you plan on living on campus? What are your future goals?"
"Wow those are a lot of questions."
Why did he want to know about all this stuff?
"Well I want to know everything about you, and I want this to be more than just sex like you said so I want to know things about you, that you might not have told people before."
"Ok, so I am going to graduate in 2 days, I start college early in 1 week, I plan on majoring in pharmacy, favorite subject in high school was computer graphics, I have an older brother and a younger brother. I plan to live on campus, and future goals well complete college and find a job in medicine research."
"Wow, you have so much already planned. Ok, now any questions? It is getting late and I have work tomorrow and you have school tomorrow."
"No more questions for now, good night and sweet dreams, and talk to you tomorrow."
I turned my laptop off, and got ready to go to bed. I fell asleep thinking what would happen tomorrow. When I woke up in the morning, my panties were soaked, and cum was dripping onto the sheets. I got up and threw them in the laundry before they got stained, and got dressed to go to school. The drive was fast, because there was no traffic today and I got to first period early. The only person there was Mr. McCarthy. We were both busy on our computer screens. After a few minutes of checking my email I logged into my other email. I had a message from Daniel from about 5 minutes ago.
Dear Kaylee,
Last night was one of the best conversations I have had in a while, thank you.
I just wanted to tell you that I will be online in the morning today but in the evening I have to go to a meeting for the high school I work at.
I had a couple of questions, are you ok with me being a high school teacher? Some people have a problem with that and I want to make sure you are ok with continuing this relationship. Second question, I live in Ontario, is that close to where you live? You don't have to answer the question but I want to get a sense if we are in the same school or not. And if we are we have probably met so I just want to know.
Look forward to hearing your replies.
You don't have to answer any question you are not comfortable answering. I am not going to force you.
Sincerely,
Daniel
I had to reply to his email. We lived in the same place, and were very likely in the same high school. I was getting wet at the thought and needed to play with myself badly.
Dear Daniel,
Thank you for telling me you will be busy. I was going to email you with the same thing; I have to stay after for a graduation meeting at my high school.
I am fine with you being a high school teacher, and anyway I am graduating in a day or two so that isn't a problem either.
Free all day and since there are no classes today, just first period home room I have access to the Internet so I am free to talk.
Also can I please go to the bathroom and play with myself and cum. I have been so wet all day. When I woke up in the morning I had soaked my sheets, please let me cum.
Sincerely,
Kaylee
I sent the email and waited for the reply. I logged onto Facebook and started talking to a friend. When they came in with the yearbooks. I left my computer to go get mine, and for the next little while we were signing yearbooks and looking at our horrible pictures. When I saw Mr. McCarthy had stopped typing on his computer, which he was glued to for the past hour or so, I went up to him.
"Hi, Mr. McCarthy can you please sign my yearbook for me?"
I asked knowing he would say yes.
"Sure, give me a minute I just need to send this email out."
"Ok."
Standing there waiting I couldn't help but look at his computer screen, and I guess he used yahoo too.
"Give me your year book Kaylee, any specific color to sign in?"
"No pick whatever you want, it's up to you."
I stood there watching him sign and writing a long message.
"Here you go, and sorry about the long message there was a lot to write."
"No problem, thanks for signing it."
I took my book and went back to my seat and looked at what he wrote:
Dear Kaylee,
You have been an amazing student this year; I will miss you next year. It won't be the same with you not being there anymore, come visit whenever you want. Looking forward to being your counselor for the summer, congrats on getting in and I look forward to seeing you there. As always if you need anything you can always ask me.
Love your friend and teacher
Dan McCarthy
I didn't know he was going to be there, it made it so much better because I would know someone, and it was even better cause he was my counselor. I put that thought aside and opened my email and saw I had an email from 15 to 20 minutes ago.
Dear Kaylee,
You are a naughty girl wanting to cum in school.
Go to the bathroom, and finger yourself. You can cum any way you want, I want it to be a nice hard cum because you won't be cumming again for a while, so make this good.
Once you have cum, I want you to cover your lips in your cum. They should be shiny and wet from your pussy juices.
When you have covered your lips, you are to slip out of your panties and push them into your pussy.
Then pull up your pants, shorts, skirt or whatever you are wearing and the rest of the day will be spent like that.
You can take the panties out before you go to bed, after you have talked to me tonight.
When you take your panties out, I want you to take a picture of how wet they are, just your panties nothing else. I will be expecting that email to be in my inbox when I wake up in the morning.
You can put the dirty panties in the laundry and put a new pair on once you sent me the picture.
That is all for now. You can reply back to this email when you have cum and your panties are stuffed in your wet pussy.
Enjoy your cum little one.
I am looking forward to your email.
Sincerely,
Daniel
I was on the edge, I couldn't sit still, I was soaking wet and needed to cum badly now. I got up and went over to Mr. McCarthy who was now grinning and not attached to his computer.
"Hi, Mr. McCarthy can I go to the bathroom?"
"Sure, just write out a pass and you can go, just make sure to get it signed when you leave the bathroom."
"I will."
Not knowing what else to say when I remembered that they would write the time in and out, and Mr. McCarthy would see how long I was in the bathroom.
I wrote the pass out, got it signed and left to go and cum. I signed in and walked into the handicapped stall, because it was bigger than the others.
When I was out of my shorts and panties I ran my fingers over my slit. Teasing myself a little, before slipping a finger in and fucking myself slowly. With my other hand I found my clit, and made slow circles over it. I moaned out loud, when I remembered I was in the school bathroom and anyone could walk in and hear me moaning.
I stopped and calmed myself down a little.
After a minute or two I slipped two fingers in and started fucking myself hard. With my other hand I rubbed my clit a lot harder. I was moaning again and I could feel myself building to a hard cum. I thought about the email and heard the door open and I came hard all over my fingers. Holding back my moans made it harder and stronger. I finally came down from my orgasm and saw my thighs and hand covered in my juices. I couldn't help myself and I started licking my hand tasting myself. Another person came in and my trance broke.
I slipped my fingers into my sensitive pussy and rubbed them on my lips. Once they were coated, I picked up my panties and started pushing them into my pussy. I pushed them in and I felt full, I quickly pulled up my shorts and walked out to clean my hands. Looking in the mirror my face was flushed and you could see I did something other than just going to the bathroom. I walk out and get the pass signed to return back to class. Hoping on the walk back my body calms down, and my face doesn't give everything away.