WARNING: this story features non-consent. Do not continue to read if this is triggering for you.

Being sweet is nice, but also tiring. The groundskeeper in this episode returns to just taking what he wants as desert after Kasha. Is there a pattern here? And which of these experiences ultimately is more rewarding for him?

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She hesitated and continued in a softer voice: “I’m completely yours now, Sir. If you’ll have me.”

“Kitten, this felt better than any sex I have previously had; you cannot imagine. And I do have you; you’re not going anywhere.”

She looked satisfied, and then her smile grew mischievous. “Sir, I think this bench needs some serious cleaning.”

“That’s why we have industrial cleaning products here,” I grinned. I pulled out of her slowly, reluctant to leave her tight warmth. Kasha winced a little. “Still sensitive?” “Yes, Sir. You’re big, Sir; I will surely be sore tomorrow. But I like that. I want to feel that someone fucked me for the first time.”

I pulled her up from the bench to inspect things. There was a little bit of blood but quite a lot of cum from both of us on the bench. “Get in position, kitten”. The stricter tone of my voice made her jump into the position I wanted. I grabbed another towel and wiped off the bench and the floor before it. The cleaners would take care of the rest tomorrow morning, so it didn’t need more attention from me. My cock was a little bloodier, and I wiped it off as well. I would need a shower unless… a thought crossed my mind. Hmm, that would be… evil, wouldn’t it? But it would be fun… I needed to finish up with Kasha first, though.

I threw the towel in the basket, and sat on the bench. “I have some things to teach you before you go to your dorm and study, kitten.” Kasha looked down at me and nodded.

“First, this is position 1, and this is the one you’ll use if I haven’t given you any other instructions. I’m really glad that you already know it, but there’s a second variant you need to learn as well.” I stood up and moved in front of her: “Put your hands behind your head. Yes, like that. Now move your elbows back as far as you can. That pushes your breasts out nicely, see? Legs apart just a little wider too. Perfect!”

I grabbed her nipples and pulled them just hard enough to get her attention. Kasha groaned deep in her throat, her nipples still more sensitive after being fucked, and I bent forward and kissed her. I stood back and sat on the bench: “Now, kneel. Yes, like that. Legs open, I want to be able to touch your pussy if I want to. Elbows back again, kitten, you’re my property, but you’re proud to be and want to show off your pussy and breasts to me. Remember that this is what the position should express.”

Kasha sat up straighter, looked at me, and smiled: “Yes, Sir. I am proud, Sir.”

“Good. That is position 2, we need to refine it, but for now it’s good enough. Kasha, some ground rules. I will tell you this only once: there will be punishment if I have to repeat myself. Understood?” Her face went serious, and she looked at me attentively while nodding.

“First of all, you are my property. I own you, and I will do whatever I want with you whenever I want. This is non-negotiable. Anything sexual is either done by me or ordered by me. Nobody else, including you, is allowed to touch yourself sexually unless I order it.”

“Second, I will always keep you safe, but if I choose to involve others in what we do, I will. If I give you an order, you must obey it, whether we are alone or not. If the order means someone else will be playing with you, regardless of gender, I expect your enthusiastic cooperation, immediately. Do you understand?”

Kasha’s eyes opened wide, and she stared at me, shocked. I looked at her deadpan and waited. She swallowed and softly said: “Yes, Sir. You own me, Sir, and you will decide what happens to me. I will cooperate immediately.” Fuck, I was hard again. Unbelievable. I still wanted to make one crucial point though.

“Last point for today, Kasha. I own you, you don’t own me. If I want to play with another woman, hell, if I want to build a complete harem, that is none of your concern. At all times, you will behave as I want. It is my pleasure that counts; that is an absolute rule.” I squatted in front of her and, with a loud and severe voice, asked her: “Are all of these things understood, kitten?”

She swallowed again, but looked me right in the eyes, and in a very convinced voice: “Yes, Sir. It is absolutely clear. I will do anything I can to make you proud, Sir.” I let a wide smile break through: “Thank you, kitten”. I kissed her again, then once more pulled her up on her feet and wrapped her into my arms while continuing to kiss. My cock painfully squished against her belly. When the kiss ended, she breathlessly whispered: “Sir is hard again”, while looking at me seductively.

“No way, kitten, this was enough for tonight. You are going back to your dorm, and you’re going to study. Remember what I told you to keeping up your grades; I assure you that you don’t want to find out what happens if you don’t get excellent grades!” I turned around and started putting my clothes on. Kasha pouted and did the same. Seeing her put clothes on instantly made me want to tear them off again. I shook my head and continued to get ready to leave. I had other plans tonight than fucking Kasha again…

Once we were both ready, I ushered Kasha outside, turning off lights and closing doors as I went. She ‘innocently’ bumped into me or touched my arm or hands several times as we made our way outside. With a dreamy expression in her eyes, she moved with quiet grace and glanced at me several times, a soft smile lingering on her face. Just before we stepped outside, I smiled broadly at her and pulled her in for one last kiss. “Be a good girl, you hear?” my nose against hers, looking into her eyes. “Yes, Sir, don’t worry, I will. I’m not going to disappoint you," she replied, shivering as I lightly kissed her. I turned her around and slapped her ass to send her off. She yelped and made an adorable little hop, looking back over her shoulder laughing as she walked away.

I smiled, turned to close the outside doors, and then headed back onto the campus. Time to do something about the evil thought I had earlier…

I walked toward one of the dorm buildings on campus, pulling up my phone to check a note. Entering the building, I bounded up the stairs to the second floor. This dorm was one of the more modern (read: expensive) ones, featuring individual rooms that resembled private apartments. Each had a bedroom with a bathroom, a living room, and a small kitchen. Some even had balconies. Undoubtedly, that made studying easier, I thought sarcastically.

Room 2109 was the last one on the right, according to the floor plan. Great, I’m sure it would be an even roomier apartment than the regular ones. After the research I had done, I wasn’t surprised at all. I quietly walked to the end of the hallway. I didn’t necessarily want to be seen, but even if I were, it wouldn’t be a big deal. And the video eyes looking down on me weren’t an issue; I controlled those. I reached the right door and checked the name next to it. Great. Without hesitation, I knocked.

“Go away,” a voice from inside yelled. Angry already, I thought, fits the character, I guess. Oh well, that only heightened my anticipation. One of the advantages of being the groundskeeper is having all the keys, and I selected the right one to let me into the apartment. There was a security chain, but this was a safe enough campus, so it wasn’t used. I opened the door, stepped inside, and let it fall closed after me, applying the chain now so nobody else would disturb me.

Rustling noises came from the living room, and I stepped through the small hall to look inside. Having risen halfway from the couch, dressed in very attractive, what looked like pink silk PJs, she froze and stared at me with a shocked expression on her face. Behind her, the TV played what looked like an episode of Gilmore Girls with the sound almost completely turned down. The table between the TV and the couch had a glass of red wine on it.

“Hi, Mei Ling! Miss me?”

I took off my coat, grabbed the TV remote, and sat on the other side of the L-shaped couch. “Sit down, Mei Ling, I have something to show you. I’m sure you’re going to like it." I used the remote to switch the TV to Bluetooth input and pulled up the video I had made of her. Casting it to the TV, I turned up the volume and relaxed while watching Mei Ling. She sank back on the couch, and I could see how conflicted she was. I’m sure she wanted to scream and kick me out, but she seemed to realize I wouldn’t just barge into her room unless I held very good cards. I told you these kids weren’t stupid, didn’t I?

After a brief moment, the video started playing. All of a sudden, the 60-inch TV showed Mei Ling on her back, her legs spread wide, and her pussy angled perfectly toward the camera. I wasn’t recognizable as I had my back to the camera, but my fingers pumping into her little cunt could be seen in vivid detail. I turned up the volume a bit more, just in time to see the Mei Ling on the TV raise her head, staring right at the camera, and… wait for it: “Please don’t stop, please, don’t stop, please, please. Aaaaaah, I’m going to cum if you… please, yes, like that, right there, right there, right…”

I let the video play through the piece where I kept my fingers in her, and she kept cumming over my hand until I finally relented. Then I switched off the TV, and put the remote and my phone on the table. Leaning forward, I took the wine glass, sat back, and leisurely tasted the wine while observing the pretty girl staring blankly at the black screen of the turned-off TV.

After giving her a few minutes to recuperate, when some color returned to her face, and I no longer thought she would puke all over her nice furniture from the shock, I stood up, put down the wine glass, and slowly took my clothes off. Settling back naked on the couch with her wine (well, I guess it was my wine now), I stretched my legs and got comfortable. My cock was at half-mast already.

“Here’s what’s going to happen, Mei Ling. I did some research into you. So I now know your daddy is a member of the board of this university,” I looked around the apartment: “I guess that explains the opulent surroundings. I’m sure he wouldn’t want his reputation tarnished by knowing you cheated on an exam, or by having this video of his slutty daughter spread all over the campus. So you’ll do exactly what I say from now on. Unfortunately for you, I don’t appreciate rich cheaters living off their daddy’s money. And I liked your attitude during our pleasant encounter even less. So you’re going to suffer a bit, but if you play nice and apply yourself, nobody ever needs to see the video.”

Mei Ling was silently crying now, and this time I didn’t think she was playing. Good. I continued to deliver the bad news: “You know, about thirty minutes ago, I had my cock,” I wrapped my hand around its base: “buried in a much nicer young lady. I’m afraid she was a virgin, and very excited – as was I – so we made a bit of a mess. You are going to crawl over here on your hands and knees, and then you’re going use your mouth to clean off my cock and balls. Depending on how good of a job you do, we’ll see what happens with you next.”

I couldn’t stop myself from smiling when what I said finally reached Mei Ling’s brain and she realized what she would have to do for me. I gave her an extra minute, and then:

“Now, bitch, over here, on your knees!”

Still shocked, and her face completely wet with tears now, Mei Ling slipped off the couch and slowly crawled toward me, her head hanging down dejectedly. When she bumped her head into my leg, she looked up at me pleadingly. I just grabbed the base of my cock firmer, waved it around at her to remind her of what was expected of her and then spread my legs wide.

“I don’t have all night, Mei Ling. Remember what I said. I know you’re a good cocksucker, so I have high expectations! But clean me up first!”

Mei Ling crawled between my legs and lifted her head to my cock. I leaned back and put my arms on the back of the couch, getting comfortable for what was to come.