Senioritis Ch. 06

6. Syllabus

"Is that something you could teach me?" Chloe's question echoed in my head. The girl, no, the young woman I used to think of as sweet Chloe was blowing my mind.

Nia smiled. "It takes patience and aptitude, but if you have both, then yes, you can learn. And when you do, you can have any male you want any time you want, any way you want. Other than Marc unless I tire of him. Or you can have just about any woman, if that's your preference. You'll have them eating out of your hand, doing anything you please, however you please, whenever you please, and they will want exactly that more than anything in the world. It's an unbelievable power rush, the sexiest feeling there is. I mean, look at us right now. Marc, a big tall strong capable confident male, buck naked on his knees, hard as steel just from listening to us and hanging on our every word. I'm in total control, and there's nowhere else in the world he'd rather be. Even though before today he would've had no clue. Marc will do anything I tell him even if not right away," - she looked sternly at me - "yet. And I've seduced you, a very beautiful but inexperienced woman, into agreeing to a three-way that I promise will be the absolute best experience of your life, much better than you had with Marc licking your perky little nipples a few minutes ago. At least it'll be the best experience of your life until the next one."

"Please," Chloe said. "All of that sounds amazing. I want that very much." She looked at me. "Marc, my pussy needs you. I'm dripping."

"Attagirl," Nia said. I didn't need to be asked twice and obliged, with gusto.

Nia walked behind me and pressed her groin into my shoulder, grinding a little against me. She had to raise the baggy sweater to get it out of the way, and then I could feel her remove it. It dropped on the floor next to me. Her borrowed button-down shirt followed half a minute later. Chloe's legs and tight pink pussy were licked clean by then and my head came out from under her skirt. Chloe was gaping at Nia in open-mouthed astonishment.

"My god," she said, gasping. "You have the most incredible body I've ever seen. Those can't be real."

"Thank you," Nia said, "but they're 100% natural - they were even bigger before I started lifting. I worked hard for the rest and I still do."

Nia put a hand to cup and lift one of her breasts. Her other hand slowly caressed her 6-pack abs, her taut flat belly with its pierced navel and the string of tiny jewels dangling from it, circled and lightly stroked the thin teardrop of shiny white fabric between her legs and down her powerfully muscled quadriceps. Then Nia's knees bent and she slowly squatted. Her hand slid farther down past her knee, down her shin to her ankle and then to her sculpted calf. She slowly, effortlessly rose from her deep squat, bending over to expose the deep valley between big shapely breasts that looked downright huge from this angle. Chloe's eyes flashed back and forth between Nia's legs and breasts, lingering over that narrow teardrop of shiny white fabric on her pussy. Her jaw had dropped even farther, and I was as rapt as Chloe to see Nia's astonishing body like this. I might've actually been drooling.

"Marc ... my pussy, I'm fucking gushing." I went beneath Chloe's short red skirt again.

"Save some for me," I heard Nia say.

"You must be incredibly strong to be able to squat like that," Chloe said. "You make it look effortless."

"Chloe, dear, I could do that in 3-inch heels with Marc on my shoulders while lifting another 50 pounds with my pussy, and I could still make it look effortless. It wouldn't be but I could make it seem that way. You can learn to do the same. Maybe not with as much weight, but still more than enough."

"My god, no wonder Marc is with you."

"He's with you now, too, Chloe ... hadn't you noticed?"

I finished cleaning Chloe's sweet juices again, she was so wet that it was hard to keep up.

"No swallowing, Marc. I want all of it," Nia said. "Chloe, making a lift look easy is kind of like a supermodel making an awkward pose look natural ... you might already have experience along those lines ... you're very beautiful."

"I've modeled a few times. It pays well but it's kinda creepy."

"Yes, I imagine that displaying yourself could be difficult, but honestly, wearing the outfit you did at the café, the one you're still wearing most of now, you had the attention of every single person there. I certainly noticed and so did Marc, though he tried not to show it. One of the things I'll require of you, if you want to learn from me, is that you own your sex appeal, and modeling would be just the thing for that. Do you have an agent?"

"We haven't talked in a few months."

"You will call her today. Tell her you're really into modeling now, and want to work hard to please your client. And your photographer. Make certain you get an assignment next Saturday morning. And Chloe ..."

"Yes Nia?"

"You will put on quite a show. Everyone who sees will remember it as a highlight of their career. Understand?"

"I'll try."

"You'll do more than try if you want to learn from me, Chloe." Then Nia bent over next to me. It'd been hard to keep from reflex-swallowing. "Kiss me deep," she said. "I want all of it." I obliged. Nia explored my mouth with her tongue. My raging hard-on got even harder.

Nia sighed. "Marc was right. You have the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted, and I've tasted a lot of them, maybe even as many as Marc even though he had a long head start. Did you notice how much harder Marc got as I was kissing him?"

Chloe was staring at my throbbing cock, somewhat mesmerized.

"I know, Chloe, Marc has a nice cock, and you'll get it just the way you want later, maybe more than once if you behave. But Chloe, everything I'm doing with Marc is designed to train his sexual response, to get hard when I want until he's so conditioned that I can make him shoot a fountain of cum several feet across the room just by telling him to. Marc, does that sound nice to you?" Nia sat down in one of my living room chairs.

"Yes it does ... Nia."

"Good boy. Chloe, to be honest, kissing Marc the way I did, making him so hard the way I did, on top of what he did to you before and what he'll do to you next and what I'll do to him later, I'm getting very horny. How about you?"

Chloe was shivering, even wobbling a little on her feet. "I'm very aroused, too."

"That's because I'm conditioning you, just as I am with Marc. When you respond to me sexually, you give me control over that part of you, and I can use that to take more. I'll teach you to control Marc or any other male, or pretty much any other person the same way. You're not far from a climax, are you, dear?"

"Nn ... you're right ... I feel like I might come as soon as Marc kisses me again, down there."

"You're dripping down your legs, aren't you Chloe?"

Chloe moaned and trembled. "Yes Nia, I am."

"Good girl, that's exactly how I want you. Now Marc, I want you to thoroughly clean Chloe's drenched pussy without making her come and without touching her clitoris at all ... I want her to earn this, and I want you so hot that you approach your edge at the same time she does, without any stimulation of your cock at all, and only then will you get permission to make her come. But you won't come, and I want her ready to come again as soon as you finish, and when her orgasm is finished I want you to kiss her delicious sweet essence into my mouth again. Chloe, try to pay attention to what Marc does to you. I want you to do the same things to me later. Do you understand?"

"I understand," Chloe said.

"Yes Nia, I understand," I said.

"Good girl. Good boy."

Nia continued talking while I went to work. Chloe's legs were juiced all the way to her knees.

"You don't need a body like mine, sweet sweet Chloe. You are already so, so sexy, with a beautiful face, a dynamite figure, the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted, and a very naughty mind, much naughtier than you know. You will become an irresistibly dangerous woman once you learn to take advantage of that, you can have any man you want, or more than one, with as many women as you want, too. Doesn't that sound fun?"

Nia's question might've been a little unfair, I knew. I was licking Chloe's smooth soft firm legs, she was already gushing, and what Nia was promising I was already demonstrating. Nia was like a drug to me now, I couldn't get enough of her, today was already the most incredible day of my life and it was getting better with every passing hour. "To the next level," indeed.

Chloe's hand behind my neck was pulling me in deeper. She was trying to grind her clit on any part of me she could, but I couldn't allow that, it was too soon. I put my hands on each side of her sweet pussy, my thumbs hooking underneath, my hands keeping her clit away. "I'm close," Chloe whispered, her knees and her voice shaking. I drew back instantly. She tried to hump herself into the space my face had just occupied. She groaned.

"Relax, Chloe," Nia said. "Let your mind go blank, think of something innocent. Relax." I waited until Chloe's eyes reopened.

"You're doing very well, Chloe ... I know how turned on you are by Marc and what he's doing to you, I know you like him and you want him, but you'll need to keep yourself from coming much better than this. Fortunately, I can help, in fact I can help both of you." Nia reached into her back of tricks and pulled out a hairbrush.

"This is a woman's hairbrush. It's used by a woman, for a woman, to enhance her appearance. We'll use it for that later ... you will both help my hair come to its full, lustrous shine once I free it. You will also attend to my personal needs in other ways. But right now, this accessory to a woman's beauty, to her feminine power to attract the gaze and admiration of males and women who admire beauty, a tool that is not available to males - they have their own brushes for that - this hairbrush also has other uses." She began tapping the back of her hairbrush into the palm of her other hand. Uh oh.

"Nerves around the groin are linked in many ways. They can bring pleasure or pain depending how much the person receiving their sensation is accustomed to it, or welcomes it. You, Chloe, are probably not accustomed to being paddled, while I've done that to Marc several times and he's ready for more whenever and however I want. Mark also disobeyed me earlier when I told him to take off his underwear and he asked you if you wanted to do it instead. That was a very good idea - Marc is clever and resourceful - and I'm glad you accepted and that you're enjoying yourself, but still, he disobeyed me, so there will be negative reinforcement. You, having agreed to his request rather than mine, will experience some, too, but only if you consent - you aren't at a level where I can do as I please with you, and in this case what I intend will hurt, though it will also help both of you: I will smack your bottom with this hairbrush, once on each of your delectable cheeks, hard enough to sting but not nearly as hard as I slapped Marc earlier. Have you been spanked before, Chloe?"

"Nn ... my ex wanted to and I let him a few times, but I didn't like it."

"Is that because you didn't like him?"

"Yes Nia," Chloe said softly.

"Marc, did you ever meet Chloe's ex-boyfriend?"

"Yes Nia."

"What did you think of him?"

"I always thought of him as her fuckhead boyfriend, and I'm very glad now that he's her fuckhead ex."

Chloe giggled.

"Did you ever express to Chloe that you didn't think she and her ... fuckhead ex-boyfriend were right for each other?"

"I did, indirectly. I asked if she thought he was right for her."

"How did she respond?"

"She kind of shrugged. I think she agreed but wasn't willing to leave for the uncertainty of what might come next."

"Chloe, do you remember this? If so, what did you think?""

"I remember, Nia. I didn't want to tell Marc that I would've dropped my ... fuckhead ex" - she giggled again - "in a heartbeat for Marc, but he was right about the rest ... I've always dreaded being alone."

"Why didn't you tell him?" A question pregnant with significance.

"Because I was afraid," Chloe whispered.

"Are you afraid now?"

"Marc, lick my pussy," Chloe told me.

"Is that your answer?" Nia asked. "I asked you a question."

"I'm not afraid now, thank you so much for teaching me. Mark, does my sweet pussy make you excited?" Chloe asked.

"Very excited, Chloe."

"Do you think you could come just from licking my sweet pussy?"

"I think it would take more than that, Chloe," I said, my voice a murmur between oral caresses.

"It won't," Nia said to me. "You will come on my command whether you think you can or not. You will have no choice. You will NEVER have a choice. You will come from what my naughty Chloe says to you and the experience of what I do and the anticipation of what I might do to both of you next, but most importantly from my command. Neither of us will touch your genitals, though you will experience a few other things. Do you believe me, Marc?"

"Yes ... Nia."

"Does hearing me tell you that arouse you?"

"Yes it does, Nia."

"Good boy." I focused on Chloe, who had a hand behind my neck. I kissed and lapped at her beautiful, sopping wet sweet fragrant pussy.

Chloe moaned. "That's so good, Marc."

"Thank you, beautiful Chloe." The truth was, with Chloe's trembles resuming, I needed to pay very close attention to ensure she didn't go over her edge. I moved one hand behind her lower back to help her stand - her knees were wobbling. I backed off.

"Chloe," Nia said, "two strokes from my hairbrush will very quickly take your mind off the pleasure Mark is giving you. You've had so little to compare it with that every little thing he does is going to feel like the best thing that'll ever happen to you, but I guarantee you'll feel much more, and part of that will come from mixing pleasure and pain the way I'm asking of you now. For Marc, who is much farther down this path, knowing that you'll be on that same journey will give him pleasure even if he doesn't like the idea of you being hurt, so these two strokes from my hairbrush to your beautiful bottom will serve a dual purpose. Is that something you're willing to let me do?"

Chloe put her hands on both sides of my head, pulled me away from her, put a finger under my chin and raised it so I was looking up at her, her eyes in mine. "Marc, is be true? Would my pain make you hornier?"

"Yes, Chloe ... I'm afraid it would." My cock was positively throbbing.

"Yes, Nia, please do it," Chloe said.

"Good girl. It's time for you to be punished for pulling Marc's underwear down against my wishes. Are you ready? Address me as 'Mistress'."

"Yes ... Mistress," Chloe said. She was trembling harder now, not just from pleasure. Nia walked behind her, running her hand gently under Chloe's short red skirt, over Chloe's lovely ass, between her legs to her entrance.

"Does that feel good, Chloe?"

"Oh yes Mistress, it feels very good."

Nia held up Chloe's skirt, two fingers in her pussy, aimed the back of her hairbrush, and swatted Chloe hard on the ass. Chloe shrieked.

Nia gently rubbed Chloe's ass as Chloe tried and failed to keep from crying, her breath coming fast. "Chloe, how did that make you feel?"

"It hurt very much, Mistress."

"Are you unhappy I did that?" Another significant question.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Do you want another?" Chloe's tears were falling on my shoulders and back.

"Yes please, Mistress." Chloe was shaking and whispering.

"Are you afraid?"

"Yes Mistress, I'm afraid."

"Marc, how does it make you feel that I'm doing this?"

"I feel very bad for doing something that's causing Chloe such pain, but think it comes from a place of love in you, Nia. I think you're doing it to help her be less afraid, and I think it's working." Chloe squeezed my head with the hand she had behind my neck, as if my words were helping her.

"Is it making you more aroused?"

God help me. "Yes Nia, it is."

"Chloe, when it's Marc turn to be punished, would you like to do it?"

"Uhhh ... ... yes ... Nia ... yes I would." I could hear her mixed feelings.

"I guarantee that Marc will like it, and you will too, since what you're experiencing right now is his fault. As a matter of fact, just thinking about it will help him come. Marc, what do you think? Would being spanked with a hairbrush by beautiful Chloe and then eating her sweet pink perfect little pussy be enough to make you come on my command?"

"I think it might, Nia." My mind was aswirl.

Nia smacked Chloe's other butt cheek and Chloe shrieked again. This time she was crying hard, her breath coming in sobs.

"Marc, use your big gentle hands to soothe Chloe's beautiful bottom ... she's not used to this kind of pain and could use some aftercare. Spread some of her deliciously sweet pussy juice around on her cheeks. Chloe, would you like to experience what Marc's fingers can do to your anus? He's very talented ... he's already made me come that way once today. Are you still very very aroused?"

"Not so much now, Mistress." Chloe's tears were still flowing.

"How about you, Marc?"

"More than ever, Nia."

"Good girl. Good boy. You're doing so well, you're reacting exactly as I intended, and good girls and good boys get rewarded. Would that make you happy?"

"Very much, Mistress," Chloe said.

"I would be very happy to be rewarded by you and Chloe, ... Nia," I said.

Chloe spoke. "Marc, make me feel better with your big strong gentle hands. Make my poor whipped ass feel better, make me feel pleasure in a way I've never felt before. Would it arouse you to do that? I want you to be aroused. Very very aroused. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes Chloe, it would arouse me very much, even more than I am now. I would be very happy to do that for you."

Nia spoke. "Marc, boy, until you make Chloe come you must refer to her as 'Miss Chloe.' Can you do that?"

"Yes, Nia, I can."

Chloe mewed in pleasure from what I was doing to her, lips and tongue and fingers caressing her folds, her cheeks, her rosebud.

"Chloe, tell me when you're about to come. Marc, the moment she says that, hands off."

"Yes Nia."

"I'm going to come, Mistress!" Chloe said half a minute later. She was shaking and pale.

"Relax, my good girl. Think of the cruelest thing anyone has ever done to you, or how inadequate your fuckhead ex-boyfriend was. Keep yourself from coming, you can do it."

Chloe groaned, obviously trying her best, but she was so close.

"Do it for me, Miss Chloe," I whispered to her.

"Oh god Marc, I'm so close, I'm going to ..."

"Don't, Miss Chloe. Think of how much better it'll be later if you don't come now. Nia might even spank you again if you come now, please don't."

Chloe gasped, almost at the end of her rope, but she tried, harder and harder, and before long she opened her eyes, still shaking and pale. I thought she'd never looked lovelier.

"You're so beautiful, Miss Chloe," I whispered, and she smiled weakly. "I'm looking forward to being inside you so much."

"I want you to see me come, Marc. I want you to see my face when I come. You've already given me so much pleasure just by playing with my titties, and what you were doing a minute ago was so powerful, so amazing ... it made me just want to crawl out of my own skin. I never dreamed my body was capable of so much pleasure. I want you to see my face when you make me come, and I want that to help you come."

"Marc, stand up, turn around, and face me," Nia said, and I did. "Now bend over. Chloe, take this hairbrush. Your job is to smack Marc's ass with it. This is his punishment for not pulling his underwear down when I told him to, and also yours for agreeing, because I know you think you don't want to do this. But Chloe, you *DO* want to do this. You will hurt Marc but he will enjoy it, and it will speed him on the path to coming on command, so that when you're done and he's kneeling in front of you and eating you out until you're both out of your mind with pleasure, if I commanded both of you to come, you would, and that would be your reward. Are you ready?"