History Lesson

I told My Toy to give me three toys and a location. She chose an anal plug, a Hitachi, a flogger, and a classroom.

It’s like Mad Libs, but with kinky goodness.

Sadly, I don’t have access to a classroom. I can only describe to her how the scene would go if I did. But first I had to decide when to set it – during class? Detention? After-school tutoring? During class would be super-hot, but that’s because I’m an exhibitionist and subscribe to “the more, the merrier.”

My Toy is not an exhibitionist. So it’s just her and me. I am, of course, the teacher. And as much fun as it is to punish her, I think she needs a little tutoring. On a whim, I choose history – the reign of King Henry VIII. My Toy has failed her history quiz and must come in for some extra assistance.

When My Toy arrives, I ask her how good her memorization skills are.

“Not very,” she admits. She looks up at me with that wonderful expression of fear, uncertainty, and anticipation. Smiling, I explain that if she wants to pass her test on Friday, she needs to memorize the six wives of Henry VIII. She looks at me doubtfully, and I give her a sheet of paper with the women’s names: Catherine of Aragon, Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour, Anne of Cleves, Catherine Howard, and Catherine Parr.

“You have ten minutes,” I say, walking back to my desk. “Then you get the first quiz.”

Dead silence as ten minutes pass. Clearing my throat, I tell her to come up to my desk. I position her, hands on the surface, legs spread slightly wider than her shoulders, and push her body so her ass sticks out beneath her little plaid skirt.

“Close your eyes,” I instruct. “Now go.”

“Ummm…Anne Boleyn..” THWACK! I smile. She wasn’t expecting a paddle.

“Try again.”

“Jane Seymour…” THWACK! “Catherine…Catherine…Catherine Aragon?”

“Catherine of Aragon. Keep going.”

It continues. She tries, but cannot remember all six in the correct order. I give her ten minutes to rest and look at the sheet some more. She is slightly more successful on the next try, when I bring out the flogger. (Clearly the flogger is her preferred method of learning.)

“Maybe we should try another approach.” I put the sheet of paper in front of her on the desk and slide her panties down around her knees. Reaching for the lube and anal plug in my desk drawer, I then lube up the toy and slide it around her asshole. I can hear her breathe in sharply, and even though she knew it was coming, I can tell she’s a little nervous. I run my nails along her inner thighs and nibble on her shoulder.

“You want to please Princess, don’t you?” I say, momentarily stepping out of scene. She nods, and I slowly slide the toy into her ass. She moans as she’s filled, and I give her a moment before moving away.

Because there’s more. I pull the Hitachi out and turn it on. It’s loud. I smile.

I reposition myself behind her and hold the buzzing wand next to her leg. “Recite.”

She begins reciting the six names, tentatively at first. I wait until she’s saying them with confidence before moving the Hitachi over her clit. She moans and falters but I’m pleased – she continues to recite.

“Say the names ten more times, and then you’ll get rewarded,” I whisper into her ear. “And if you get off before you finish, you’re not going to like what happens to you.”

She barely manages to finish, breathlessly slurring the names of queens into long strings of nonsense before finally shouting, “tencatherineofaragonanneboleynjaneseymouranneofclevescatherinehowardandcatherineparr! Oh, god, Princess, please may I come? I mean, Teacher? Please?”

I’m so pleased that she can barely ask permission, and I let her find release. She screams and moans, grinding against the toy. When she’s done, I move the Hitachi onto the desk and wrap my arms around her. She falls, limp against me.

“You did an excellent job, Toy. Soon you’ll be able to recite all the American presidents.”

RHS