Rhiannon's Revelation Ch. 05

Chapter 5 Rhiannon embraces her sexuality

Ella watched Rhiannon walk out of the coffee shop. She noticed several young men watch Rhiannon as well. Rhiannon's sexuality was undeniable and Ella was having strange feelings about it. She couldn't decide if she wanted to be like Rhiannon or, simply be with her.

Ella realized that her pussy was wet. Did Rhiannon turn her on? Or perhaps it was the fact the Rhiannon knew her necklace was a collar. All she knew for sure was that she was horny and wanted another orgasm. Unfortunately, that was no longer her decision.

Suddenly Ella's phone buzzed with a text. It was from Sir Anthony. That was the contact name Ella had used in her phone for mayor Vitale. The text was in code but she knew exactly what it meant, "I have extra work for you. Be at my office at 1:30pm."

Ella typed a simple reply, "Yes sir."

She would need to stop at her apartment and change into a short skirt with knee high stockings. She knew that if she showed up at the mayor's office in leggings the mayor would be unhappy. In fact, he may even punish her. The corners of her mouth turned up in a slight grin at her idea. She decided to stay in her leggings, to see what would happen. She attended her morning classes without worrying about going home to change.

Later that morning Rhiannon was on her way to PSYC 340. As she walked to class she was thinking about Ella at the coffee shop. Ella was an attractive young girl. Rhiannon felt power over her. Of course, Ella was an acknowledged submissive but Rhiannon liked the feeling. The feeling that Ella would do, whatever Rhiannon told her to do.

As those thoughts danced in Rhiannon's head, she arrived at class. She was early but there were a few young men already in their seats. She noticed them stealing glances at her chest. She wondered how difficult, or easy, it would be seduce these young men. To, bend them to her will. She knew what boys wanted and she was starting to realize that she had all of it, looks, body, and brains.

Rhiannon pulled out her laptop and turned it on. She quickly checked her school email then pulled up the local news on the website NewsNow.

A headline caught her eye. Before her morning interlude with Ella she would have paid it no mind. She now knew that Ella and the mayor were in a relationship. Obviously not a public relationship but a very private, and sensitive relationship.

The headline read, "Mayor Anthony Vitale Announces Economic Growth in Metro City".

Rhiannon browsed through the article.

Yesterday Metro City Mayor, Anthony Vitale made an announcement with Miles Darby, the owner of MD Endeavors or MDE. MDE has received approval from the Metro City planning commission to build a new shopping mall on the city's east side. The east side is well known to be the oldest part of Metro City. The planning commission looks forward to revitalizing the entire area. MDE is the firm that owns Prairie View Mall. Mr. Darby told News Now that this shopping center will be all that Prairie View Mall is and more.

Rhiannon noticed that class was about to start so she closed the news website. She thought to herself, "All that Prairie View Mall is and more? I wonder if they'll have a secret, world class domination studio like Red Room." She smiled to herself at the thought.

She glanced up and noticed Professor Nealie staring at her chest. He looked up at Rhiannon and knew he was caught. Rhiannon gave him a knowing smiled and he nervously looked away. Yes Rhiannon liked being noticed. She knew she was attractive and was enjoying attention more every day.

The professor seemed slightly uncomfortable and Rhiannon soon learned the reason. They had reached a chapter in the course of study titled, "Sex - More Than Reproduction".

Professor Nealie waited for the classroom to quiet down and then cleared his throat before he got started, "Okay class, are there any questions about last week's topic which was personality types?"

The classroom was silent. Dr. Nealie was hoping for some questions but there were, of course, none. He braced for the next subject which was always difficult. He continued, "Okay, moving on, today we are going to delve into the topic of human sexuality."

There were giggles and a few whistles from the back of the room. Dr. Nealie raised his palm and said, "Okay, okay, we're all adults here. Let's act like it please."

The class settled and Dr. Nealie continued, "This class is, of course, not biology. We are not going to be discussing reproduction. We are going to touch on human sexuality outside of its purpose. Humans are obviously unique from other mammals in multiple ways but one interesting way involves our sexuality. As far as we know, all other animals only engage in intercourse for one purpose, to reproduce."

Rhiannon pulled out a notepad and pen to jot down some notes. As Dr. Nealie passed Rhiannon he glanced down at her. She was sitting at perfect attention with her perfect breasts proudly in front. When she knew her professor was looking she smiled.

Dr. Nealie began walking as he spoke. He continued, "Humans, on the other hand, engage in sexual activity far more often for reasons other than reproduction. In fact, we have invented multiple ways to avoid reproducing. Furthermore, we engage in many forms of intimacy."

Professor Nealie paused as he noticed Rhiannon. After a long delay it was obvious he was flustered."

Rhiannon raised her hand. Dr. Nealie saw her immediately but paused. It seemed he feared the words that may come from this seductive creature. Finally he said, "Yes, Miss Reznor. You have a question?"

With a devious smile Rhiannon said, "So when you say, intimacy, are you referring only to sexual intercourse?"

She watched gleefully as her professor squirmed. Then he looked to the class and cleared his throat. He said, "Well, intercourse is the obvious version of sex but that's not all we are covering here. As I said, that belongs more in a biology course."

Dr. Nealie moved behind his podium and placed his hands on it as if it would offer moral as well as physical support. Actually in this class we will not discuss sexual intercourse. You see, we, as humans, have developed all sorts of ways to be intimate. Some sexual, some completely non sexual, and some that blur the lines."

Professor Nealie looked at Rhiannon to see if his answer was acceptable.

Rhiannon held her pen thoughtfully to her chin and then said, "Examples please."

There were a few hushed murmurs as the tension rose in the room. Dr. Nealie said, "Well, of course there are many ways to be intimate, uh the most obvious is sexual intercourse. But humans have developed a multitude of ways to experience closeness with each other. For example a husband may give his wife a shoulder massage, or some other, non-sexual touching."

Rhiannon nodded and said, "Yes but massages are not necessarily intimacy."

Dr. Nealie stared down at the podium and thought for a moment. He knew he had to get through the material and he would just have to deal with Rhiannon head on. He looked up at the class and said, "You are, of course, correct. Well, for those of you who have read ahead, you will know that this is where it gets a little... different. For those of you who haven't done your reading, I bet you will after this class."

The class chuckled and quiet conversations broke out around the room. Again Dr. Nealie raised his palm and said, "Okay, okay, as I said, we are all adults here so let's cut to the chase."

The class quieted and he continued, "What sexual topics are there to discuss in a social psychology class? Well I'll tell you, there are plenty."

The class chuckled again.

Dr. Nealie continued, "I'm going to pause here and warn everyone that we are going to spend the remainder of this hour discussing what some would refer to as, deviant sexual behavior. If anyone has any problem with this topic you may leave now and I'll see you at the next class."

He paused and looked around but no one moved. He continued, "Just so everyone knows, that announcement is for legal reasons. The university will not accept any lawsuits or reports of a poor topic of study. Therefore, if you are the type to complain about this type of topic I invite you to excuse yourself."

Again, no one moved.

Dr. Nealie took a deep breath and looked at his watch. He continued, "Okay, we have forty five minutes to get through this. That should leave a little room for questions. We will touch on common American sexual taboos and what is known as fetishes."

Rhiannon put her pen down and folded her hands on her desk. She was fully prepared to learn something new. The only trouble was, she didn't. Apparently in her time with Alexis Xavier doing part time work as a paid submissive at Red Room Studio, she had learned a broad range of sexual topics.

Her professor began with such mundane topics as fellatio and cunnilingus. He moved on to anal, and same sex interaction. Finally he delved into the topics of sadism, masochism and power exchange.

He explained how different fetishes fit into different aspects of sexuality. He covered topics like spanking, role-play, foot fetish, lingerie, orgasm control and of course psychological play.

As he wrapped up his lecture he stopped and said, "Okay, after all that, who is brave enough to ask a question?"

He looked expectantly at Rhiannon but she just smiled thoughtfully and folded her arms. Dr. Nealie was somewhat relieved as he wrapped up, "Okay then. That's all for today. Read up on that topic so you know all the terms for the next test. If you have questions but you prefer not to discuss this with an audience, come and see me during my office hours. Next week we will get into the ways our individual life experience shapes our sexual selves."

After class Rhiannon gathered her things and went outside. She recalled the previous week's lecture about personality types and was contrasting that with today's discussion about sexuality.

She thought about Dr. Hines and her dominant personality. Well, she was dominant to her staff, but not so much to Rhiannon. There was, of course, the night they had met when Dr. Hines took pleasure in inflicting pain on Rhiannon in a totally sexual way. Then again, that was the theme of that night, the sexual suffering of young, submissive women.

Then soon after, at Dr. Hines' gynecology office she seemed to derive pleasure in having power over Rhiannon. Especially when Rhiannon was nude on the stirrup chair and Dr. Hines had the speculum in her.

In the weeks since, Dr. Hines had revealed quite a contrast to Rhiannon. She was clearly in control of her "house assistants" but she had shown a softer side to Rhiannon. Perhaps she wasn't aware of it herself.

Then again Rhiannon had secret knowledge. She had seen the self-help book on Dr. Hines' nightstand. She had also read entries in Dr. Hines journal that implied she had a domineering mother before she passed away.

Rhiannon decided to consult Dr. Nealie on the topic, not directly but she wanted to gain insight into what makes Dr. Holly Hines tick. She knew that Dr. Nealie had office hours at two o'clock. She decided to meet with him privately in his office and explore the topic of personality type and sexual deviancy.

Meanwhile, it was nearly 1:30 and Ella had just arrived at the mayor's office. Robert was surprised to see her, "Hello Ella. I uh, thought you were off today?"

Ella said, "Oh yes I am but uh, the mayor wanted to see me at 1:30 today."

Robert said, "Okay, hold on for a second." He typed a quick message into his computer.

He smiled, looked up at Ella and said, "Right you are. He said to send you in."

Ella smiled and said, "Thank you Robert." She walked over to the mayor's door, opened it and stepped into the doorway.

The mayor was seated at his desk typing on his computer. Without looking up he said, "Ah yes Ella. Thanks for stopping by. Come in and close the door."

Ella stepped inside and turned back to close the door. When she faced the mayor again she saw a frown on his face. He closed his laptop and said, "Come over here."

Ella felt a chill of excitement as she sensed the mayor's disappointment with her outfit. She walked up and stood in front of the mayor's desk. Her mind went back to the spanking she had received from the mayor at Alexis Xavier's house.

There was a long moment of silence and finally the mayor spoke, "Ella, what are you wearing?"

Ella pretended nothing was wrong. She smiled and said, "Oh, these are my favorite leggings."

The mayor sat back in his chair and motioned for her to twirl. She slowly spun around and faced the mayor again. He said, "Well, your leggings do reveal your perfect ass, but they don't fit the dress code I've established for you."

Ella acted surprised and said, "Oh, yes sir, that's right. I'm supposed to wear short dresses or skirts with knee high stockings. I am... sorry sir."

The mayor frowned and said, "Sorry? You deliberately disobeyed me but, it's okay because you're sorry? Is that it?"

Ella smoothed her hands down her flat stomach to her thighs, then around to her bottom. She cast her eyes down at the mayor's desk and repeated herself, "Yes sir, I am sorry. It won't happen again." She was unable to hide her true feelings. Her lips curled to a very slight grin.

The mayor sensed her insolence and said, "I think you need a reminder. Something to help you make better decisions."

Ella looked up and said, "Yes sir."

He pushed his chair back from his desk and said, "Go lock the door and come back over here."

Ella complied. She quietly locked the door and then and moved around his desk and stood next to his chair. The mayor looked Ella up and down as he mulled over a punishment. He looked from her face down to her feet, then back up. He fixed his gaze directly on her pussy. He could see the shape of her pussy outlined by the thin material of her leggings.

He presumed she would expect, and likely enjoy a spanking but that would be too loud. Plus he wanted to punish her, not give her pleasure. He looked up to Ella's face and said, drop your leggings and panties to your ankles.

Ella was excited at the prospect of being spanked by the mayor, right in his office. She quickly grasped her clothing at the waist. In one fluid motion she slid both her leggings and panties down until they were bunched at her ankles.

She stood up straight and folded her hands behind her back. The mayor reach out toward Ella's crotch and she instinctively opened her thighs slightly. He cupped his fingers under Ella's bald pussy and held it firmly. He looked up at her and said, this is why I expect you to wear skirts. This cunt belongs to me and I want easy access to it, do you understand?

Ella was getting aroused and she responded in a breathy voice, "Yes sir, I understand."

Mayor Vitale continued to rub Ella's pussy until he felt her clit get firm. Ella's knees were getting weak as she enjoyed the attention the mayor was giving her sex.

Ella expected to be ordered across his lap for a spanking but he surprised her. He pulled his hand away and patted his desk. He said, "Sit here, on the edge of my desk."

Ella hobbled over, facing the mayor as she moved back. She sat on the desk and the mayor slid his chair toward her. He reached down and grasped her ankles. He pulled them up and Ella reached back and steadied herself by placing her palms on the desk behind her.

The mayor put her feet on his chair, between his thighs. This naturally exposed her sex to the mayor's view. He put his hands on her knees and spread her legs as far as he could. He reached out and gently massaged Ella's clit with his thumb.

Ella closed her eyes and smiled as she cooed, "Mmm, sir I promise to always wear short skirts with no panties from now on."

The mayor grasped Ella's clit between his thumb and forefinger and gently tugged it up and down. It grew firm as it filled with blood. Ella opened her eyes and said, "Sir, I'm going to cum."

He released her clit and said, "No you aren't. You're going to be punished."

He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a small black metal binder clip. It was a simple and common office tool for holding together small stacks of paper. Today it had a new purpose.

He held it up for Ella to see. He pinched the silver handles on the binder clip and Ella watched its black metal jaws open. He smiled as he looked into her eyes. Her gaze went from the clip, to the mayor's eyes, and then back to the clip.

She realized what the mayor was going to do. She blurted, "Oh no, please sir. I am very sorry. I promise I will always dress appropriately."

Mayor Vitale exercised the metal binder clip as he opened and closed it, only inches in front of her pussy.

Again Ella made a plea, "Sir please don't, I'll do anything. Please, let me give you a blowjob right now, or, you can fuck me right here. I'm on birth control so, you don't have to worry."

The mayor relished her desperation and felt his cock hardening. He said, "Sweetheart, did you forget you are wearing my collar? You are my slave and will do whatever I tell you to do, always. I can do whatever I want with you. That is, unless you want to leave me."

Ella shook her head and said, "No sir, please, I don't want to leave you."

Mayor Vitale smiled and said, "Good. Now you will take your punishment. You need to stay quiet, Robert is right outside the door."

Ella watched in fear as the mayor pinched the metal clip open wide and moved it toward her pussy. She whispered, "Please sir, I, I'm sorry..."

The mayor settled the vicious metal jaws on either side of Ella's clit. He looked up to her eyes as he slowly allowed the tiny metal device to close around her most sensitive piece of flesh.

Ella gritted her teeth and stifled her wail as the tiny clip inflicted massive pain on her pussy. The mayor pulled his hand away and left the clip in place.

Mayor Vitale looked up at Ella and said, "Stand up."

Ella shook her head and said, "I can't."

The mayor said, "Yes you can. Stand up and pull up your underwear and leggings."

Ella shook her head as tears began to well up. She said, "Sir, I can't. It hurts so bad... please."

Mayor Vitale said, "Do it now or I'll get more clips out. You still have plenty of room on that pussy for clips."

Ella slowly stood and reached down. She pulled her panties and leggings back up and into place. The mayor took a close look and said, "Perfect, you can't even tell there's anything on your pussy."

Ella wiped tears from her cheek and said, "Yes sir."

Mayor Vitale rolled his chair back and stood up. He said, "Now we can get down to the reason I called you here. Get on your knees"

Ella's pussy was throbbing in pain as she slowly dropped to her knees. She looked at the mayor's pants and she could see that he was hard. She knew he was enjoying the torment that he was inflicting on her.

Without a word he unzipped his pants. He reached in and pulled his cock out through the opening. He said, "The sooner I cum, the sooner you can take that clip off."

Ella leaned forward and began sucking in earnest. She was tormented in a way she never imagined. She tried to focus on the task at hand to get her mind off the painful clip biting into her sex.

She was actually whimpering as she sucked. Between her sucking and her painful situation the mayor did not last long. He enjoyed the fact that Ella was simultaneously pleasuring him while she was suffering for him.

The mayor held her head as she worked. He felt his orgasm building and said, "Unless you want cum in your hair you better swallow it all."

Ella sucked and sucked. She was relieved when the mayor's orgasm started. She kept sucking as spurts of cum shot into her throat. When he finished, the mayor pulled his cock out of her mouth and he said, "Stand up."