For any who missed it, here is part 1 of this story: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/173c0lx/my_teacher_asked_me_to_tie_her_up_part_1_18m42f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

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The parking lot felt cold and empty as I waited for Beth. Minutes dragged on, mindlessly scrolling on social media to try and calm my nerves. About twenty minutes later, I saw her come out of the building, heels clocking on the pavement. She walked up to me and said hi. There was still a dark spot visible on her shirt, right beneath the chin. I leaned in to kiss her, but she put a hand on my chest.

"Not now, someone could be watching", she said.

"Alright, alright."

"I'll make it up to you. This way."

We hopped into her car (a dark blue sedan), and went on our way. During the next few minutes, I realized that I liked even the way she drove. Her focused expression, the way her hands flowed on the steering wheel to make precise turns. But most of all, the quick glances she gave me whenever she could. She had submitted to me, but somehow I felt that I was all hers.

We stopped at Beth's favorite restaurant to have dinner before heading to her house. She ordered some ribs, while I ordered a nice rare steak (she would pay the bill, and on that she left no room for discussion). When I looked around, I wondered if people were looking at us, what they thought, hoping no one from college was there. While eating, we managed to make some small talk. Turns out she had grown up in a very conservative household, and her ex-husband had been more of the same. For decades she had to repress these fantasies she had, keep them hidden in a very dark and remote closet not even her could reach. It was only after her divorce, five years prior, that she had slowly unraveled her new freedom. She jumped straight into fetish forums and websites, looking for someone like-minded, but a couple of bad experiences with idiot dom wannabes had scared her off. So she had spent the last couple of years experimenting by herself, watching porn and buying toys to use solo. She had plenty of friends and social life, colleagues and students respected her. But in the realm of the sexual and romantic, it was all dull and lonely.

"But there I saw you", she said, "Ready to show me something awesome."

"You know", I said, digesting her words as much as the food, "I still can't wrap my head around what happened."

"It's unusual, I get it", she said, "But look, you're cute and you're fit. And more importantly, you are as kinky and open-minded as I am. I'd chalk it up to fate, really."

"That we agree on. I feel like I just won the lottery."

"It's been a while since I felt so... wanted", her eyes kept staring at her last rib, "Almost forgot what it felt like. Though I guess all this is very wrong, morally speaking."

"No, it's not."

"Whatever you think, I could lose my job. They'll say I took advantage of you."

"Nobody will say anything because nobody find out."

"Well...", she looked up at me, smirking, "You took very compromising pictures of me. I guess I have no choice but to do anything you want, and submit to your every desire."

"Of course you will", I said, and she looked happy that I was learning to play along without feeling insecure, "You'll learn your place. That in your office was just a taste of what I'll do."

"Just a taste", she winked and finished her last rib. After that she slowly licked her fingers clean. I could feel my cock stiffen. We didn't order dessert.

She lived on a two-story house on a typical suburban neighborhood. The interior kept the same tidiness of her office. I saw paintings, huge bookshelves filled with fiction and huge bookshelves filled with science and physics. After offering me something to drink and then handing me a soda, she told me to wait for her and went upstairs. For a while I was nervous, sitting in silence at night in my teacher's house, but I decided to drink up and not think too hard about the whole situation. Right after I finished the bottle, she called me from upstairs, and I made my way there. Her bedroom had nothing out of the ordinary: light blue walls, wooden floors, a small desk with a computer, and a double bed. She was nowhere to be seen, but I didn't want to spoil her game. I was more interested, in the things that lied on the mattress.

Beth had left rope, leather handcuffs and legcuffs, a bright pink ball gag, a box of condoms, a bottle of lube, and a pretty realistic and large dildo. As I looked over at the toys, she came up behind me and started rubbing my crotch, very slowly. I turned around and kissed her, long and passionate, fighting with our tongues to get in each other's mouth. I let her win, and the slick flesh swirled inside my mouth. She then stuck it out, stiff as she could, and I sucked on it like she had sucked on my cock just a few hours before. When I was satisfied, I grabbed a handful of her hair, got an arm around her waist and just threw her face first on the bed. The toys went flying, and I managed to catch the leather handcuffs as the were tumbling through the air. I grabbed the chain with my mouth to keep my arms free. and took her shirt off. Beth lifted her butt to allow me to take off her skirt and panties. I undid and took off her bra, then slipped her wrists into the leather cuffs and secured the straps, fumbling a bit with them.

She turned around, arms now pinned behind, and I was treated to the sight of her naked breasts. Perfect size, perfectly round shape, small but perfect nipples. I Bent over and licked in circles around them, feeling their growing stiffness on my tongue. I licked, tasted and gently bit for what felt like a blissful eternity, echoed by her moans. When I finally snapped out of it, I grabbed the legcuffs and secured them in place, this time more skillfully. I took off my shirt, and leaned in to make out with her again. Her mouth tasted so good, even right after having dinner. I loved her, I loved her taste. It almost felt bad putting that rubber ball between her teeth.

"I'm yours", she said before I gagged her.

And so I made her mine. I took of my shoes, pants and underwear. I licked her boobs again, then her stomach, then I kissed the inside of her thighs. Her breath came faster and faster when she realized what was coming. Her pussy was surrounded by short and soft brown hair, that smelled of soap and sweat when I buried my face in. She had a strong but delicious taste. I ventured my tongue as deep as I would go. She didn't seem to respond much to that, so instead I focused on her clit. I licked in circles, then from side to side, and she rewarded me with increasing moans and thrashes. But I hit the jackpot when I sucked it in with my lips, she squeezed my head with her thighs, and I could have stayed there forever. But I had other plans. I made her turn around, face down. Then I reached my arm out of the bed, fumbling to get the box of condoms, the lube and the dildo.

"I'm gonna fuck you now. Doggystyle, got it?", she perked her ass up in response, pulling her knees towards her chest. I put on a condom, and eased my dick in. It was soft and warm. I felt her muscles tensing and relaxing again. Her fingers curling. Her breath. Faster and faster again. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure up my legs. I found a good rhythm, and kept it while I grabbed the lube and poured some on my hand, slick and cold. Then I smeared it over her pretty and exposed asshole. Then I got the dildo (which, admittedly, was bigger than my dick) and lubed it up too. Still thrusting, increasing the speed, I very gently sunk the silicone tip into her hole. I told her to relax, and little by little its whole length started to disappear. Soon the contrast was clear, me carelessly pounding her pussy while softly working the dildo in and out of her ass. The ball gag couldn't contain her moans. Hahhghhdeghh. She barely managed to articulate, but I understood. When I went hard on her ass too, she buried her face in the pillow. For a while it became an awesome dynamic: going slow to let her regain composure and then, when she least expected, going as hard as ever until I turned her into a shivering mess, only to ease up again. Rinse and repeat. It felt like hours until I came, howling and grabbing her cheeks.

"You keep that in your ass", I said, laying on the bed beside her. She turned around and gave me that look. I kissed her lips around the ball gag. I told her she was my slave, and she nodded. Then we just relaxed, the only action being some groping on her breasts. After ten minutes I unbuckled her gag, which came out in a stream of saliva.

"Baby, that was so good", she smiled, "Am I allowed to ask you for something?"

"Why should you?", I still tried to be tough, but me caressing her hair as I said that probably gave me away.

"I beg you. Sorry, I'm to meek and dumb to come up with a better reason."

"Ask away."

"Could you free me and take that dildo out of my asshole so I can go to the bathroom? Please."

"Sure. But one thing first", I reached out with my arm again, looking for my pants. When I found them, I went through my left pocket and got out my phone. Beth posed for me as I took photos of her tied up, seductively biting her lip, dildo sticking out of her ass. After that I freed her, and sent her to the bathroom with a smack to her butt. While she was gone, I looked at the pictures, and my dick begun to grow again. I had come twice that day, but apparently I still was ready for more. I begun stroking my cock, still slick from the condom. I got so into it that it took me by surprise when a while later a tongue started to swirl around the tip as I was jerking off. Beth slapped my hand away, then blew me with passion. Her head bobbed up and down faster than ever before, my dick getting harder inside her mouth. But then she stopped, and before I knew, I had another condom on and she was riding me.

Her hip moved slowly, grinding in steady patterns. She was panting, and even more when I grabbed her breasts. First i squeezed them long and hard, then I pinched her nipples, harder and harder, waiting for her to tell me to ease up, but she never did. After realizing, I pinched and squeezed away, leaving white fading handprints on her breasts. She begun to bounce up and down aggressively, holding onto the headboard. At that moment, hearing her screams, I regretted gagging her before. She sounded like a pornstar, only that her eyes showed true desire.

"I love you... I love...", the words came to me by themselves, and melted in my orgasm. She kept going and going until I was drained and exhausted. Then she fell beside me.

"I love you too", she said, and kissed my cheek.

"What will that mean for us?", I asked.

"It means that I need nothing else", Beth said, "You can see other girls if you want to, but please, let's do this every now and then."

"We will, don't worry", I was too tired to be dominant at that time, "This is great."

"I mean it when I say I'm yours. I'll give you my number. Call me whenever you want and I'll drop everything to serve you. I'll do..."

I put a finger on her lips, then kissed them. Then I wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and she rested her head on my chest. Her warm breath flowed over my body, this time more soothing than arousing. Slowly, we fell asleep.

My dreams that night didn't involve some impossible fantasy, rather just an instant replay of all the things I did with Beth that day, and then I woke up with her lips touching mine.

"Morning", she said, "I thought of sucking your dick while you slept, you got me hooked on it. But maybe it was a bit fucked up to do without asking."

"Want me to fall asleep again?", I asked.

"You idiot", she giggled, "I'd love to, but we have to get going."

"Where?"

"To college. Don't worry, I'll drive you."

"Baby, it's Saturday."

"Oh", she stood for a moment, confused, I don't know if it was for her mistake or for me calling her baby, "Lost track of time there."

"Don't worry about it", I grabbed her hand, and she sat on the bed, "Got something to do today?"

"You know what I said yesterday", she leaned in for only the second kiss of that memorable day, "I'm all yours."