Madame Rekha made me her slave part2!
femdom

This is the second part of story…. getting confirmation from me about becoming her slave, she perked up again and stood up. "chal mere saath bathroom mein chal, badi jor sey pishab lagi hai." On hearing this, my limp penis started hardening fast as I could not imagine a lustier scenario than being allowed to accompany her while she pissed. As it turned out, she had even dirtier things on mind. I followed her like a lamb while she walked to the bathroom, her gait a little stiff with the pressure in her bladder. She sat down on the toilet seat and then locked her eyes with mine. I stood frozen, trying to read her mind and I saw pure animal lust in her eyes. She did not speak nor did she start pissing. Then after a minute, I slowly sank down on my knees in front of her and buried my face in her hairy choot, signifying to her that I had understood her wish. She fondly ran her fingers in my hair and said that I was a clever boy. "Samajhdar ladka hai tu, chal uth aur theek se farsh par baith ja." I sat down on the floor comfortably and she too got up and walked to me. She stood straddling me, caught my head, and forced me to look up. I found her cunt just two inches above my face and it looked and smelt divine. I licked it affectionately and she impatiently told me to just open my mouth. "Chatna baad mein, abhee muh khol." I obeyed but she was not satisfied. "Aur khol, nahin to mujhe takleef hogi nishana lagane mein". I opened my jaws as wide as possible and she pulled me up possessively till her choot was just an inch above my mouth. "Dekh ab taiyar hai na? theek se peena, ek bhi boond chalkayee to maar maar kar bhurta bana doongi." Then my mistress started pissing. The sparkling stream entered my mouth with force and filled it in no time due to her strong need to relieve herself. She stopped in time, realizing that there was no way I could swallow that fast. I let the warm salty liquid remain in my mouth for as long as possible to taste it fully. I was hard now, quivering with a deep primal desire I had never imagined possible. I drank the nectar finally and as soon as my mouth was empty she pissed again. "Kyon re mere bachhe, mera moot achha lag raha hai na?" I nodded gently, intent on swallowing the next mouthful. "Araam se pee, swaad le le kar. Ab to hamesha tere hi muh mein pishaab karoongi." She settled down to a long bout of pissing and kept on telling me how fortunate I was. "Apni teacher ka moot peene mila tujhe, kyonki tu ek chikna aur mast ladka hai. Ab dekh, mein tujhe kaise din raat apna moot pila pila ke mast karte hoon." Finally she was done and pulled me up by my hair. She was obviously looking for signs of revulsion but all she saw in my eyes was a lusty worshipful look. It made her very happy and horny and she dragged me after her, intent to get to the bed for the fun and games to continue. She now trusted my control enough to let me fuck her while she just lay on the bed and enjoyed the energetic efforts of her young horny obedient pupil to fuck her brains out. She egged me on to take my revenge on her. "Chode mere bachhe, apnee teacher ko chode daal, uski choot ko chode chode kar usska bhosda bana de, tujhe iss ne bahut peeta hai na aaj, tu bhi apna badlaa nikal le isse buri tarah chode daal." Obviously I was not supposed to orgasm and I literally cried with the unbearably sweet feeling in my penis as I obeyed her. When I got tired, she let me rest for a while and then assumed a bitch like position on the bed and then asked me to fuck her doggy style. "Chal mere pyare student, chadh ja iss kutiya teacher par aur chode daal isse, hachak hachak kar chode apnee iss didi ko" She stopped only when she had come what seemed like hundreds of times and only when I cried and wept and was about to faint with exhaustion and unbearable lust. It was a tribute to her control on me that I did not ejaculate while almost passing out with my effort. She finally took pity on me and asked me gently to fuck her as I pleased, while she lay back satiated and totally satisfied for the day. She pulled me on top of her and stuffed her breast in my mouth. I just managed a few more lunges and then came hard, letting out a lusty joyful scream which was muffled in my throat, gagged by the lovely flesh of her breast. Then I fainted, even before fully enjoying the heavenly release. The whole day of continuous beatings and sex took its toll and I opened my eyes only when the sun was well up. I groaned and sat up, groggy and erect and when I remembered where and what I was, I immediately got up guiltily, ashamed at not doing my duty of being at Madam Gill's service right from the morning. She was sitting in a chair, sipping tea and reading the newspaper. She was naked and as I looked at her sensuous strong frame, my feeling of love and devotion to her overcame me. I got up and sat down near her feet like a pet dog and kissed her feet. She smiled and said "Achhe bachhe subah uthkar apnee teacher ke pair padte hain, tu to unhe choomta hai, chal tujhe tera inaam doon" She asked me to quickly go into the bathroom, relieve and clean myself for her pleasure and take a bath and await her. I had a good refreshing bath and waited for her, my big juicy erection bobbing eagerly. She came in after ten minutes, was pleased to see me ready for her and asked me to lie down on the floor, for a quick fuck to satisfy her lech. "Itnee jore ki pishaab lagee hai par aise mein chodne ka maja bhi khoob aata hai." She quickly sank down on my penis, fucked me hard for a few minutes with energetic motions and came with a deep satisfied sigh. Getting up, she squatted on my face and I opened my mouth wide immediately. She started pissing into it without any warning but I was ready and swallowed the hot salty liquid eagerly. It was a long piss, accumulation of her nightlong rest and I was panting with lust by the time she finished. I noticed for the first time this morning that she was wearing her soft thin cream-colored bathroom slippers, instruments of my beating yesterday. They were wet and just slightly soiled and looked delicious to me. She correctly decoded my look and standing up, lifted her right leg, dangling her slipper in my face and asked me to clean it, grinning with naughty delight. When I started pouring water over it, she immediately slapped me hard and told me to do it with my tongue. "Apnee jeebh se saaf kar meree chappalon ko, haath se nahin". I started licking it, holding it in my hands reverentially and soon I was kissing, licking and sucking the slipper in a frenzy. She removed both of them from her feet and asked me to lie down. Then she put them on face and asked me to continue. Meanwhile she impaled herself again and started fucking me steadily. "jab tak tu inhe chaat raha hai, mein tujhe aur chode latee hoon. Tera bhi anand dugna ho jayega." So I was back to my favorite state of insane arousal, licking and sucking her slippers while being fucked silly but not allowed to come. "Blkul saaf hona chahiye meri chappal" She warned me. When I was done, in about ten minutes, she inspected them critically, found a spot just behind the strap and let me have two juicy singing blows with the slippers on my cheeks. I whimpered and went back to my licking and this time I was so thorough that she had to herself stop me licking any further. We had a long bath after that, she enjoying herself like a queen while I, her slave, lathered her, washed her, massaged her and bathed her all over. While doing this, I repeatedly came face to face with her lovely buttocks. They were firm, with good muscle tone and absolutely round. The pink puckered hole of her anus was like a tasty rosebud and I started kissing and licking it. What I got for my presumptive act was another hard slap. "Isse bilkul nahin choona. Mujhe maloom hai ki kal se tu iss ke liye taras raha hai. Meri gaand itnee asanee se nahin milegi tujhe. Mujhe jab bilkul khush kar dega tab doongi." She put on a loose gown after that and made us some lovely breakfast. Of course, she brought a glass of milk for me but my stomach was full of her warm piss and she graciously allowed me to skip the milk. She then got ready to go to the school but decided to tie me up first so that I did not masturbate in her absence. I looked at her with sick lusty eyes while she finished tying me up to the bedposts, explaining that she would be back by lunchtime and then we would have fun again. She also said that today would be the last day of pure fun and games and tomorrow onwards, I would have to study very very hard as she really wanted me to do well in studies. The way she had tied me, she had ensured that I could not turn and rub my penis on the bed. Then in a rather sweet but sadistic gesture, she slipped off her slippers and kept them on my face to "give me something to do", in her own words. I passed the next three hours in a haze of unbearably sweet sexual heat, unable to masturbate, smelling and tasting the fragrance of her feet in the slippers and just moaning like a love sick pip. I licked and sucked at the slippers, careful not to nudge them away from my mouth, as I could never have retrieved them again. I think that if she had not returned by the lunchtime, I would have started gobbling up her slippers in my heat. When she returned, she found me holding the heel of her slipper in my mouth and chewing and sucking on it like a playful pup. She slowly undressed, smiling at my antics. "Chappal khane mein maja aa raha hai, ek din mein tujhe sach mooch yeh chappalen khilaoongi, phir mujhe mat kahana ki didi kya kar rahi hai." She finished undressing and climbed on to the bed. Cradling my head, she kissed me fondly and the lightly slapped me on the cheeks with the slippers till I was left sobbing with passion. "Bete, ab mein ek prayaog karana chahtee hoon. Mootne ke liye bathroom na jakar yahin palang par tere muh mein mootna chahtee hoon. Tu girayega to nahi chadar par?" I assured her that I would not spill a drop and she was free to beat me to pulp if I failed. She nodded and then squatted on my face and I awaited her pleasure with my lips opened wide. She sat down till her hairy choot was planted firmly on my mouth and then started pissing, slowly and gently to make sure I had time to swallow. I drank the precious hot nectar gleefully, marveling at the salty briny taste that had become so dear to me in just a day. I was as good at my word as I had promised and when she rose finally, there was not even a drop on the snow-white bed sheet. So she sank down again, lusty and hot at my obedience and masturbated right on my mouth, by rubbing her bur lips and clitoris vigorously on my lips, both to satisfy her lust and to reward me for my feat. My reward was not long in coming, in the form of a few spoonfuls of thick white slimy honey that she discharged in my mouth. "Ab pishab karne ke liye baar baar bathroom nahin jana padega mujhe, ab tu hi mera khilona hai aur tera muh hi mera bathroom hai." Next she decided to have her own snack by sucking on my glans. It had become so swollen by now that it just looked like a red juicy tomato. She sucked it with relish, even chewing it a bit in her lust, disregarding the shudder that her sharp strong teeth caused by rubbing on my sensitive skin. I came suddenly and moaned like a dying animal while she fed on the thick gobs of cream jetting out from my knob. She milked it completely till uncontrollable shudders made my body twitch and I begged her to spare me. She looked at me critically as one examines a toy before playing with it and asked me whether now I would be able to hold on till midnight? "Ab jhadega to nahin aadhi raat tak, tujh se kheloongi kaise mein agar tera tannaya hua nahin ho to?" I nodded and she got up and released me. We had a quick lunch then and then she decided to finish one of her erotic books. She lay in bed, propped up on a pillow and read it while I lay between her legs, slowly sucking her choot to her satisfaction. She lifted her legs around my head and placed them on my back and then clamped them together, imprisoning my head, Now she had a perfectly captive boy face to masturbate on and she made full use of it by humping it from below and orgasming repeatedly. When a particular passage in the novel got too hot for her, she would keep aside the book, catch my head with both hands and masturbate in a frenzy against my mouth till she came. She finished in about two hours and then just slid down and went to sleep, contented and tired. I of course was now fully hard and primed up and just lay between her legs while she slept, kissing her bur gently and caressing her feet with my hands. When she awoke from her afternoon nap, she pulled my face affectionately to her cunt and I knew what she wanted to do. She turned over, pinning me below her. When she saw that I was already ready, my mouth open and glued to her hole, she pissed in my mouth with a sigh of satisfaction. I drank till she was empty and then she got up and made tea for herself. "Akshay, do din se exercise nahin ki hai. Chal abhi kartee hoon." Tu mere saath rahna aur jaise mein chahoon karte jaana." She first did some push ups, stationary jogging and stretching and bending for warm up. She then climbed up on the bike and asked me to turn off the fan and close the windows. She cycled hard and slowly beads of sweat started appearing on her body. The naked healthy glow increased with the glistening fluid and after about fifteen minutes she was drenched. I was standing near her, spell bound and she broke the spell by letting me have a stinging blow across my cheek with the flat of her palm. "Moorkh ladka, dikhta nahin ki mein tere liye itnee mehnat se paseena baha rahee hoon aur tu usse chatne ke bajay khada khada mera muh dekh raha hai." Contrite, I fell on her eagerly and had a delicious time licking up all the sweat. Her back, arms and head were almost stationary and I could lick them even when she was cycling. When I reverentially licked her face and the brow, she pushed out her tongue at me, her eyes glazed with lust. I took the red juicy piece of flesh in my mouth and sucked on it till she shuddered and came, her choot grinding on the seat of the cycle. She stopped for some time, enjoying her release and this gave me the time to thoroughly lick up her legs, stomach and breasts. She raised herself a little from the seat and I dabbed at her choot and gaand, getting a heady mix of cunt juice and sweat for my efforts. Now came the payoff when she raised her arms and the treasure of her armpits, wet and dripping was there for the taking. I sucked and drank the sweat from there almost like a devotee accepting alms from the goddess and she purred with satisfaction as my tongue penetrated the thicket and tickled her. After resting, she had another go at cycling, but this time I was made to stand behind her and systematically crush and squeeze her breasts while she bicycled. Then she thought up a more erotic position and made me sit on the bike. "Akshay, chal chudate huey aur mamme dabwate huey cycle chalane ka try karte hain." She then sat on my lap, my penis impaled up her choot and continued with her exercise after asking me to continue my task of massaging and squeezing her breasts. Needless to say, she thoroughly enjoyed this bout, helping herself to a series of orgasms, and squealed like a schoolgirl whenever she came. I could now lick the sweat off her shoulders and upper back and even her armpits by ducking my head a little and she just went on and on while I thought I would faint with the excess of sweet lust in my penis. Finally she was done and after I had licked her up, she asked me to follow her to the bathroom where she made me give her a refreshing bath apart from using my mouth as a toilet for pissing. Refreshed, she came out and then graciously gave me permission to go out and take a walk while she got the dinner ready. There was no way I could slip my hard-on inside a short but she insisted that I go. She lay my engorged penis along my stomach and made me wear my trousers over it. Then I wore a shirt just hanging loosely over the waist and the erection was effectively hidden. Madam asked me to return in one hour and then pointedly caressed my cheeks and said that I had not been beaten at all today. "Aaj tu ne maar nahin khaya. Ab wapas aane par mast satasat pitaee hogi teri." When she said so, she shuffled in her slippers, and stood on her toes, sexily dangling them on her fingers. I moaned with renewed desire because now the mention of getting beaten by her slippers acted as a powerful aphrodisiac for me. She shooed me out and I spent a painfully slow one-hour, walking around in a daze. All I was aware of was the painful throbbing in my glans and anticipation of what would happen at night. When I returned, she was ready for me. She hustled me to the dining table and we had a quick dinner. As she washed up, she asked me to disrobe and await her in the bedroom. "Bilkul nanga hokar taiyar rehana pitne ke liye". I was standing obediently in the center of the room, when she walked in naked, purposely walking with a bounce to make her delicious slippers slap loudly against the soles of her feet. She purred on seeing my erection and pulled me and kissed me hard. This was the first proper kiss between us and lasted a long time and slowly became an open-mouthed devouring kiss as she forced my mouth open and then sucked my tongue in. After some time, she pushed her tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it hungrily, tasting her sweet saliva. Panting with lust, she broke off and then lifted both her feet one by one and removed her slippers. She looked at me with that hungry predatory look again, but softened somewhat by a tinge of affection and pushed me down on the bed. "Aaj tu bahut der aur badi masti se maar khayega. Tere jaise chikane ladke ki pitaee karne ka mauka mila hai, mein to ab tujhe roj itna maroongi ki janm bhar yaad karega apni iss dusht teacher ko." She sat on the side and slowly caressed my lips and cheeks with the slippers. Then she slapped my face a couple of times with them. The blows were not too hard but still stung enough to bring a gasp to my lips. I opened my mouth and she ran the slippers around my lips as I kissed them. "Chal, choos aur chaaat inn rubber ki chappalon ko, inme mere pairon ke talwe ke pasine ki khushboo ayegi tujhe." I started licking them and she considerately presented all the inner soles area to my tongue. She inserted the straps in my mouth to enable me to chew and suck them. After a few minutes, she slapped me again, this time continuously till tears came to my eyes. She stopped and mounted me. Effortlessly impaling her hot wet cunt on my penis, she sank down, rose up and down experimentally a few times to test the hardness and erection and then started beating my face again with slippers. Bouts of beatings and then pauses to make me lick and suck on her slippers followed and went on for such a long time that I became almost senseless with want. Madam Rekha of course, fucked me continuously all the while, happily helping herself to delicious orgasms some of which made her shout lustily. Today, the beating was steady and deliberate, not frenzied like last night and hence lasted much longer as she remained in full control, enjoying herself hugely. I think this session lasted for a full two hours. At last tired and sated, she rose, unplugging herself. Then she crawled forward and lay down on top of my head, her drooling choot over my mouth. My heart filled with joy as well as sank a little as l now I would get to suck her juice but it also meant that my own orgasm was till hours away. She carefully aligned her bur lips with my mouth, sank down and clamped her thighs around my ears and then started humping away. She could do this for a long time as she too was comfortably lying down now and slowly she settled into her favorite masturbating rhythm. I sucked her hard, using my tongue like a rapier to penetrate her wet slit when she told me that if I behaved myself like a good boy till midnight, I would get a special prize today. "Merr choot ko man laga kar choos Akshay. Tujhe pate bhar kar meetha meetha rus to milega hi, aur baad mein mein tujhe ek mast inaam bhi doongi." She made me earn my prize by keeping my mouth and tongue busy throughout except for a brief period when she took a break to piss into my mouth. "Pyaas lagee hogi Akshay tujhe, chal tere liye teri teacher ka garam garam khara moot taiyar hai." I too drank with relish as by now I was hooked on to her piss and had started liking the taste, almost addicted to it. Finally she stopped at midnight and went still. She rolled off my head and lay face down on the bed. She turned her face toward me, gave me a beautiful loving smile and then told me to enjoy her backside as I wanted, it was all mine, to kiss, lick or to fuck. "Aaj sach mein toone meri bahut sewa ki hai, bilkul trupt kar diya mujhe. Le ab, jaise chahiye waise meri gaand ko bhog le." I was speechless at this gift from heaven and just looked at her divine buttocks for some time. Then I fell on her chootads like a hungry beast and started licking and sucking them madly. I zeroed in on the rosebud of her anus and kissed it deeply. The cheesy sour smell inflamed me further and I parted her chootads and thrust in the tongue deep inside her anal passage. By now I was so inflamed that nothing mattered except fucking this divine arsehole of beautiful teacher. So I sat straddling her waist and lodged the red swollen mushroom of my knob on her arsehole. I spread her cheeks apart and then holding my cock in my hand like a spear, thrust it in. I was very careful, as I did not want to come prematurely and put an end to this divine state of arousal. I entered slowly into the tight hole and I could sense Madam's body slowly tense up as she felt the pain of entry. It was a virgin hole and deliciously tight and it took me a while to sink the swollen supara past her sphincter. Madam did not hinder me in way and in fact relaxed her gaand as much as she could to make my task easier. Once past the tight rectum, I sank in relatively easily and was up to the hilt within a few seconds. I sat crouched on her, panting and whimpering, all strung up. She lovingly asked me to lie down on top of her and bugger her in comfort. "aram se late ja mere upar aur theek se maja le le kar meree gaand maar. Ghabra mat, mein aaj tujhe kuch nahin kahoongi." I lay down on her smooth back, reverentially kissed the nape of her neck and slowly primed my penis in her tight arsehole. It felt divine and she too must have liked the feeling of a hard swollen penis stuffed up her anus because she sighed appreciatively. I slowly started my strokes, partially withdrawing and then sinking back again between those divine chootads. My hands were planted on the bed for support and she again came to my aid. "Arre bachhe. Mere mamme pakad le apne dono hathon mein sahare ke liye. Phir dabate huey maar meri gaand." I did so gratefully and started buggering her steadily all the while squeezing her choochies gently. The nipples were stiff showing how much she was also enjoying her buggering. I was now very near the edge and could not have sustained this much longer. She too sensed it from the way my cock swelled in her innards and egged me on by shouting sensuous slang at me erotically. "Akshay, aise dhire dhire kya puchuk puchuk kar raha hai? Maar meri gaand hachak hachak kar. Itnee joresy maar ki gaand ki choot bana de. Masal mere mamme bete, daba unhe aamon ki tarah. Apni iss teacher ki gaand aisee maar ki wuh chal na sake kal." Fired by these words, I fucked her back hole with all my strength and ejaculated suddenly. The long pending orgasm was so powerful that I cried out as if in pain and slumped on her body. Madam constricted her sphincter and milked my penis, not leaving it till it had given up the last drop of hot semen. I just lay on her and panted, and slowly gathered my breath. Then I kissed her back again with a deep love and just lay quiet. When she found that I had not made any move towards dismounting, she laughed and teased me." Kyon man nahi bhara? Abhi aur gaand marega kya?" I shyly nodded and entreated her to let me bugger her once more. "Madam, bus ek baar aur gaand maar lene deejiye, iss bar maja le le kar khoob der marna chahta hoon. Aap jo kahengi wuh karoonga." She replied that I would have to suck her vagina all night. "To raat bhar meri bur choosnee padegi, meree janghon ke beech sar rakh kar sona padega jissey mein jab chahoon tere muh par choot ragad kar mutth maar loon. Mootoongi bhi tere muh mein raat bhar, bol hai manjoor?" All these so-called conditions were literally like offering food to a hungry man and I eagerly said yes. Then I started kissing her back and the nape of the neck fervently. She was in a playful and loving mood and asked me to give her a kiss. "Akshay bete, ek chumma de apnee teacher didi ko." I started kissing her sweet lips and managed to suck her tongue into my mouth. Her warm breath and sweet saliva acted as a powerful sensual trigger and I found myself hardening fast. The sensation of my penis penetrating her on its own as it elongated was very erotic. I started humping away and was very gentle and steady initially. I just moved fractionally in and out, relishing the tight grip of her hot soft gaand on my penis and the feeling of her twin breasts nestling in my palms, the hard nipples rubbing against their skin like leathery pebbles. Madam too moaned sensuously and enjoyed this gentle buggering for a long time. But then her fiery sexy nature reasserted itself and she impatiently commanded me to bugger her hard. "Chal bahut ho gayee masti, ab jore joresey apna lund pale meri gaand mein. Aise maar jaise ki phad daalna ho apni teacher ki gaand." I also was reaching a stage where the pleasure was becoming unbearable and gladly obeyed her by lunging powerfully into her buttocks. I also started crushing her breasts hard, without waiting for her command, albeit a little fearfully. But she was excited even more by this move and started bouncing her hips from below in a bid to increase my strokes. "Aur joresey masal meree choochiyan. Chuchuk kheench rubber jaise. Maar meri gaand chadh chadh ke." I did full justice to her delicious bottom and was able to bugger her for almost half an hour which drove her almost insane with lust as her choot was on fire and she could not do anything about it. For once, she was feeling what she had made me experience these last two days i.e. an unbearable lust, which remained unfulfilled. But there was a limit to my holding power, and finally I capitulated, orgasming with a gush deep inside her entrails. While I lay panting and satiated on her back, she waited just enough to make sure that the last drop had been squeezed out from my cock. Then she sat up, causing my limp penis to plop out and roughly threw me on the bed. She hurriedly scrambled to get in position on my face and madly started to masturbate against my lips. Her choot was wet and drooling, the juice dribbling in thick viscous streams which just showed how aroused she was. She came immediately, squealing like a bride on her first night, but from a sweet release and not from pain. I sucked and drank her juice with relish, using my tongue as a spoon to pick up everything I could. She waited till I was done and then took a long piss in my mouth. We slept after that but instead of sleeping in her arms, I slept with my head between her strong thighs. She slept on her side, her lower thigh acting as my pillow for the night while the upper thigh close around my ears and the pair held my head like a nut in a nutcracker. She could masturbate quite easily on my mouth in this position, and this is what she did the whole night, waking up almost after hour, jacking off and expelling juice in my mouth and going back to sleep. She also woke me up twice to piss in my mouth. The next day onwards, we settled into a steadier timetable for the remainder of the Diwali vacation, which now included a substantial study period. After the morning bath, my early morning hot salty drink from her choot and breakfast, she taught me mathematics. Before starting, she sucked me off so that I was not distracted by sex. We would also be fully clothed to avoid temptation. While teaching, she reverted back to her role of a martinet and I learnt fast, out of fear. She kept her cane handy and used it liberally whenever she found my attention wavering. After two hours of study, she would fuck me as it fancied her, generally without disrobing and I was expected to just maintain a good erection for her and act as her adult toy and make sure of not coming. Then she would leave for the school to finish some urgent work. At this time she generally gave me homework. This was difficult to do because of my raging erection but she made good use of combined threats and sexy incentives to make sure that I worked hard. For example, whenever she found that I had not done justice to the homework, immediate beating with a cane followed. She never used her slippers for actual punishment beatings as she knew of my fetish for her slippers. In addition I was bound and left for the afternoon with no chance of participating in any sex with her. To make me even more miserable, she herself never went without sex and generally masturbated in front of me with her fingers. I also went thirsty since she avoided pissing in my mouth and used the bathroom instead, leaving me weeping at this wastage of nectar from her cunt. After two such sessions, I made very sure that I always completed my homework. On the other side, if she was pleased with my homework, she sometimes went out of the way to give me delicious and depraved surprises. One day she was so pleased that she gave me a lunch to cherish. She removed the slippers she was wearing and kept them in my plate. It still had her sweat and some wet marks of her feet on them. Then she served me lunch on them, asking me to use them as my plate. Needless to say, I ate in a daze, horny beyond imagination. I licked them clean after the lunch was over. When I looked for a glass of water, she stood near me, took an empty glass and held it against her choot. Then smiling at me naughtily, she pissed into it, very slowly and gently so that it took almost five minutes for the glass to fill up. I was going crazy and she was enjoying the effect she was having on me. She presented the glass to me and I drank it like a madman, gulping it down fast. She refilled again till there was no more piss left in her abdomen. I was so horny that she had to suck me off otherwise I would have gone crazy. I repaid her by fucking her really hard and in ways that never imagined possible. After a bout of lusty sex, we generally had a siesta and woke up in the late afternoon. It was then time for her homework, which consisted of correcting answer books of students. For this she would sit naked at the table, while I sat under the table, between her legs, with my arms encircling her waist lovingly, my face buried in her hairy choot. I fucked her with my tongue and sucked her cunt continuously while she did the work, making it a very pleasant exercise for her. She used to rock back and forth, and sigh and moan as she flipped the pages and marked them and every couple of answer books, she would orgasm and fill my mouth with a spoonful of delicious slimy juice. She also never had to get up to visit the bathroom as whenever she felt like pissing, she just filled my waiting mouth with hot piss. She did her exercises in the evening, giving me a fun time to lick her sweat off. After dinner, the serious lovemaking happened. On bad days, when I was a bad boy, she would just indulge in a minimum amount of sex and go to sleep, generally leaving me horny and unfulfilled. On good days, hard relentless sex would occur and would end only at midnight. On really good days, when she was pleased with me, she would let me bugger her in a grand finale for the day. The vacations finally came to an end and I had to move back to my room as the students started coming in. I was inconsolable but Madam Rekha reassured me that somehow she would find ways to reward me if I was a good boy. She was very pleased when I got the highest marks in math in school and specially rewarded me by calling me for some work to the teacher's room in the evening after ensuring that other teachers had gone home. She took me to the inside lunchroom and proceeded to piss in my mouth. It was my first drink in many days and hence specially dear to me. I sucked her off then, ravenously lapping at her cunt juice as she orgasmed many times in quick succession. Finally she fucked me standing till both she and I came with groans of pleasure. Then she quietly gave me her slippers, wrapped in a parcel to take to my room and asked me to return them in a week. By the time I returned them, they had been sucked and licked so much, that they appeared to be almost new except for my teeth marks when I had bitten them in my passion. She and I became secret permanent lovers and in summer vacation too, though she had to go back to her hometown, she managed to delay her departure by a week. I too did the same and we had a rollicking time, hardly leaving her quarters for even a minute. As a parting gift, she gave me her slippers and they were the best gift any body could give me in that state of mind. Our affair continued for many years till I passed out of school and even after that. When I moved out of the city to go to IIT, I continued to have contacts with her and managed to visit her at least once every year for a week. She is older now, past fifty and is the principal of the school but for me she still is the dear Madam Rekha. For her part, even when I grew up, she still treated me just as a boy, to be beaten, punished and fucked as needed. Even in the most recent meeting last week, I received a lusty beating from her, delivered by her slippers prior to a love making session. Her yearly gift to me continues to be a used pair of slippers, and I have now collected twenty pairs of them send me feedback on [email protected]