Literotic asexstories – Majoring in Human Sexuality by DirtBoss,DirtBoss
The 101 class was introduction to Sex. Many of the students would drop the class before the 2-week deadline. He would put out the syllabus and many of the students who thought the class would be an easy A, would see it was going to take a lot of studying to just pass the class.
The Adjunct he worked for was Dr. Patrise Jones. In the second week of classes, she demanded that he be in her office at 4:00 pm to begin his training for his Doctorate. He arrived outside her locked door at 3:50 pm. There was a metal folding chair outside of her office, so he sat and waited.
One of Patrise’s post-doctoral students came out. Jimmi did not know her, but it looked like she had been crying and kept rubbing her backside as she rushed to the doors in the hallway. Patrise pointed to the interior of the office and asked Jimmi inside.
She told him that she was satisfied with his teaching methods and how he was managing his classes. She had unique requirements of her pre-doctoral students. The first of which was Jimmi would be required to spend the weekend at her home. He was to bring a person of his choice to be involved in higher learning of Human Sexuality.
They were not going to be subjected to unwanted behaviors but would be involved in helping Jimmi understand his own sexuality. Patrise handed Jimmi a 112-page questionnaire to be filled out prior to arriving. Whomever he brought would also need to fill out a copy of the questionnaire. They needed to be with her tomorrow night, so she had 2 days to study them. Jimmi knew exactly who he was going to ask to participate, for extra credit in HS101.
He had gotten a contact from a girl in HS101 named Alice. He texted her and asked if she wanted to get some extra credit.
She hit back with, “What would I have to do?”
Jimmi, “To start with, you need to fill out the questionnaire I emailed you and forward it to Dr. Patrise Jones.”
“Then you and I will meet her for a weekend seminar at her house.”
When each of them forwarded the questionnaire to her, Patrice sent them a list of things to bring on Friday. They were to arrive at exactly 9:00 pm. Jimmi’s list included his overnight kit and designated a specific shaving lotion.
Alice’s list included thong panties and push up bra. She thought this was an oddly specific request for a seminar. It did not seem too irresponsible, so she did not question it.
Both the student and teacher walked up the sidewalk to her door at 8:57 pm. Patrice opened the door the door at 9:00 pm exactly. The two outside carried on small talk nervously until the door opened.
Patrise stopped them in the foyer and requested they remove their shoes. Alice was dressed in her bobby socks and a yellow print sundress. Her blonde hair was done in a ponytail. Patrise believed she was wearing the requested push up bra. Jimmi was wearing a pair of tennis shorts, ankle socks and a polo shirt. His shoulder length hair fell to both sides with a simple center part. She had them place their shoes in the corner behind the door. Thus, began both submissive’s training.
They were each led up the stairs off the great room to bedrooms with a shared jack and jill bathroom. They returned to the great room and Patrise had brought out a tray with coffee and tea on it. She had them sit and quietly go over each other’s questionnaire, reading her comments to each answer.
She took her pardon while they read. She returned in 1 hour. What the 2 did not know was she had cameras in every room of her home. Everything was being recorded and observed by her slave husband and her little kitten. Kitten was naked in her cage in the master bedroom. Her husband slave was chained to the command console for the filming.
He was naked except for a stainless cock cage around his useless penis. Patrise had changed into a black leather Corsette; it displayed the top of her double ds quite nicely. She put a black leather, knee length dress with red stitching over her bare lower half. She put on a set of 4″ spike leather heels. The 7″ would come out for evening play. She re-entered the great room and did not sit.
Standing in front of the two she asked, “Have you read the questionnaires?”
Both answered in the affirmative. “Would you both agree that my notes in the margins were accurate for the other’s answering?”
Alice said, “From what I read, you are accurate.”
Jimmi answered, “Yes you are correct in your assessment.” Then they were required to stand. “Jimmi, do you believe Alice is a submissive girl?”
“Yes Doctor.” “Alice, do you believe Jimmi is a submissive man?”
“Yes Doctor.”
“Okay tonight and through Sunday evening we begin to explore your human sexuality.” Stated Dr. Patrice Jones.
If either of you want to leave at any time during the weekend, just say “Red, 2 times,” you will be allowed to leave immediately and will fail my classes.
“You will each call me mam, or goddess for the weekend. Go to your rooms and put on what is on your beds.”
They both silently went back to their rooms. Alice had a pair of 3″ black spike heels, white push up bra with small metal cups sewn into the white leather. A white leather thong, white 1″ wide choker collar and a white leash.
Jimmi had a 2″ wide pink collar, a pink leather thong and a pink leash. Jimmi thought to himself that he did not sign up for this.
Alice was super turned on by what she saw in the mirror. The only thing she wished for was a couple of edibles to heighten the mood. Jimmi’s face was the same shade of pink as his leash as he returned to the great room.
Seeing Alice in the white outfit got him starting to chub up his flaccid penis. They returned to stand in front of mam, she now towered over them in her leather clad body.
She made them each put the looped end of their leashes in her hands.
“Repeat after me: I a mere slave give myself body and soul to my goddess Dr. Patrise Jones for as long as she will have me!”
In unison they returned the saying verbatim. She tugged the leashes and opened a door between the great room and the kitchen.
It led down a steep narrow stairwell. Jimmi let Alice go in front of him. He was enjoying the bounce and wiggle of her butt cheeks descending the stairwell. His penis responded to it by getting harder than before.
He reached down to adjust his banana hammock, so his cock was not peeking out the top. Goddess turned just in time to see his adjustment. On the bottom of the stairs was a 6’x6′ landing with an enormous steel door.
She jerked Jimmi’s leash and said, “you are slave 1.” Jerking Alice’s collar, “you are slave slut.”
“Before we enter my playroom are there any questions?” None came. The door opened without goddess touching it. Slave husband had opened it remotely from his console. He and kitty were excited to see the weekend show about to start.
Once in the playroom the excitement slave 1 felt walking behind slave slut ran from his cock. He saw implements of torture and degradation throughout the large room.
Goddess, looking at slave 1, “I saw your little penis sticking out of what I allowed you to wear, if you do not enjoy modesty, it will not be allowed.” Take your little panties off and hang them on the back of that door. Jimmi was beet red but complied. Goddess put slave slut on her knees and walked her through slave position one.
Slave 1 stood and watched mam put her in this position. Hands behind her neck, elbows straight out, ass on her heels, feet vertical toes pointed forward, knees as far apart as she can get them. Slave 1’s dick was starting to get hard again seeing this beautiful young woman doing this.
Mam reached out and grabbed him by his cock. “You will learn to control this thing by the end of the weekend.” She took him to a shower stall; she latched a chain to his collar and turned the d-ring to the back.
She made a spinning motion with her left hand. A winch was heard above them where the chain disappeared into the ceiling. When Slave 1 could stand on tiptoe, she clenched her fist and the lifting chain stopped.
She dropped her hand and icy water began to cascade over his body. He had no more thoughts of having a hard cock. It shrunk to being shorter than the pubic hair hiding it.
He would begin to shiver and shake uncontrollably; the water would warm and give him some relief. Patrice returned to slave slut and began to train her. Because of the noise of the water, he could not hear the conversation taking place across the room. Most of his concentration was on freezing and not choking.
Alice’s eyes followed Goddess and slave 1 across the room. She was trying not to break position one, but curiosity was getting the best of her. When mam turned back, she tried to get into position. Patrise was quick to point the failings of maintaining the position and told slave slut that the entire weekend was on a system of merits and demerits.
Merits will get you rewards, and demerits will get you correction. Not following instruction gets you 3 demerits and breaking position gets you 3 demerits. Your first demerit will be to stand and remove your clothing. You will keep your heels and collar.
Alice blushed and removed her top and her thong. She hung them next to Slave 1’s thong on the back of the door. She tried to cover herself as she returned to Patrise.
“3 more demerits for covering yourself. You gave your body to me, and I like to look at it. Go over to the table with the stirrups and we are going to get you prepared for the training.” Ordered the Mistress.
Patrise went and got the cream Jimmi was required to bring and a straight razor. She grabbed a severe training collar to replace slave slut’s petite collar. She returned to slave slut and swapped the collars. 2 chains held the collar fast to the table, she was unable to look down at her body or either side.
All Alice could see was the ceiling and shadow. Her arms were pulled over her head, secured in place pulling against the chains securing her head. A spreader bar was placed between her knees, her feet were placed in the stirrups and strapped down.
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